Lives Between the Dimensions

T he five men stood beside their horses, reins in hand, staring without spoken word down the rock rubble of the road. Puddles in potholes were frozen with a crisp, hollow layer of ice. The road disappeared from their intense study a few hundred yards up around a curve among the sturdy trunks of a dense stand of hickory and oak. But, they stared intently nevertheless. As if the forests and hillsides did not impede their view at all of the community and homesteads a mile or so up the way. It was just after daylight and a bitter cold morning. There had been a heavy frost the night before and every mile they had covered since leaving the relative security of Mingo Swamp seemed to drain their bodies of what precious little warmth they had left. Their breaths exhaled through the woolen scarves tied around their heads, over their ears and mouths leaving clouds of steam in the stillness of the December morning in Wayne County, Missouri. Actually they weren’t scarves at all. Not anym...

THE MURDER OF ALEXANDER CRAIG TARLTON BY SOUTHERN BUSHWHACKERS by KEITH WAYNE RAGAN · Our Tarlton Story--Part Six Foreword In documents first rescued from Grandma Bessie Wilson’s “burning party” many years ago, Clarence Madison Wilson, JR., my uncle, saved a considerable number of “papers” mostly pertaining to Daniel Moore’s estate and passed them down to son Ronnie Lynn Wilson . Ronnie entrusted them to my care sometime back when I was in the throes of ten years research on the least known of our immediate ancestry--the Tarltons. And, as I went through each piece of paper I came upon the original enrollment records for Alexander. They are important in that the Missouri Data Base for Civil War Soldiers does not include my Great-Great Grandfather Alexander Tarlton. The state’s copies were probably among those stolen in 1866. And these records show that on September 29, 1862, Alexander C. Tarlton was enrolled in the service of the state and that he was assigned to Co....