Rachel C. Marrs

Rachel C. Marrs born June 26, 1813 and died on October 21, 1818 was one of the first known burials in the Prairie Grove Cemetery


Descendants of James Marrs


Generation No. 1

1. JAMES1 MARRS was born 1785 in Logan County, Kentucky, and died February 04, 1892 in Prairie Grove, Washington County, Arkansas. He married (1) ELIZABETH BETSY ROBINSON. She was born December 30, 1796, and died 1819. He married (2) ISABELA ALEXANDER EDMISTON August 19, 1827, daughter of DAVID EDMISTON and ANNE BREVARD. She was born December 30, 1796 in North Carolina, and died Abt. 1860.

Children of JAMES MARRS and ELIZABETH ROBINSON are:
i. JEREMIAH R.2 MARRS.
ii. ELIZABETH MARRS, b. 1805, Logan County, Kentucky.
iii. REBECCA MARRS, b. 1807; m. WILLIAM CARNAHAN.
2. iv. SAMUEL L. MARRS, b. October 06, 1809, Logan, Kentucky; d. November 11, 1876, Mulberry, Franklin County, Arkansas.
3. v. SQUIRE BROOKS MARRS, b. July 18, 1811, Logan County, Kentucky; d. February 04, 1892, Prairie Grove, Washington County, Arkansas.
vi. RACHEL C. MARRS, b. June 26, 1813; d. October 21, 1818, Prairie Grove, Washington County, Arkansas.

More About RACHEL C. MARRS:
Burial: Prairie Grove Cemetery, Washington County, Arkansas


Children of JAMES MARRS and ISABELA EDMISTON are:
vii. JOEL2 MARRS.
viii. MARY MARRS, b. 1829.
ix. MOSES WESLEY MARRS, b. 1830.
x. JULIA E. MARRS, b. 1832.
4. xi. LAFAYETTE F. MARRS, b. November 16, 1834, Prairie Grove, Washington County, Arkansas; d. 1910, Oregon.
xii. ISABELLA MARRS, b. 1836.
xiii. CAROLINE MARRS, b. October 11, 1837, Prairie Grove, Washington County, Arkansas; d. November 26, 1848, Prairie Grove, Washington County, Arkansas.

More About CAROLINE MARRS:
Burial: Prairie Grove Cemetery, Washington County, Arkansas

xiv. MALINDA MARRS, b. 1840.


Generation No. 2

2. SAMUEL L.2 MARRS (JAMES1) was born October 06, 1809 in Logan, Kentucky, and died November 11, 1876 in Mulberry, Franklin County, Arkansas. He married TEMPA ALEXANDER 1832 in Fayetteville, Washington County, Arkansas, daughter of JOHN ALEXANDER and JANE STEVENSON. She was born May 18, 1809 in Logan, Kentucky, and died October 28, 1886 in Mountain Township, Washington County, Arkansas.

More About SAMUEL L. MARRS:
Burial: Prairie Grove Cemetery, Washington County, Arkansas

More About TEMPA ALEXANDER:
Burial: Prairie Grove Cemetery, Washington County, Arkansas

Children of SAMUEL MARRS and TEMPA ALEXANDER are:
5. i. MARY TUTTLE3 MARRS, b. July 02, 1832, Fayetteville, Washington County, Arkansas; d. February 11, 1898, Troy, Bell County, Texas.
ii. AARON MARRS, b. Abt. 1836, Fayetteville, Washington County, Arkansas.
iii. SAMUEL MARRS, b. January 06, 1836, Fayetteville, Washington County, Arkansas; d. Abt. June 21, 1917.

Notes for SAMUEL MARRS:
MILLER, Richard A. – A Horrible Accident – While out hunting Wednesday, Mr. S.E. Marrs accidentally shot his friend, Mr. R.A. Miller, the wound was a serious ****** Miller lived only about two hours after the shooting occurred. The terrible truth is inexpressibly sad to think upon. The men were like brothers in their friendship one for the other. But few pleasures did one enjoy without the other was there to share in it. At the time of the accident there were three in the company, Mr. Marrs, Mr. Miller and Mr. Livey. They were walking along with Mr. Marrs in the center of the group and slightly in the lead. Mr. Miller was about ten steps to his left when a covey of birds flew up close to Mr. Miller but to the rear of Mr. Marrs. He wheeled to shoot, singled out a bird and swung to his left to follow its course. As he swung around the gun was discharged without being raised to his face. He was paralyzed when he saw his friend fall. The shot took effect in the back just above the right hip and penetrated to the vital organs. Mr. Marrs thinks it was about four o’clock when the accident occurred. Mr. Livey ran immediately to the house of Mr. R.S. Mitchell which was nearly a half mile from the scene and had Mr. Mitchell call Dr. Miller. He came back with a wagon and the wounded man was brought back to the house suffering painfully. It was necessary to take the hind wheels of the wagon loose in order to assist him in without greater pain. It was while waiting in the field for assistance to come that the most terrible moments of anxiety and suspense were endured. Mr. Marrs screamed for help till his voice gave out. The only relief that could be given Mr. Miller was in holding up his head and getting an easy place for him to rest. Mr. Marrs realized quite early that his friend was dying and that no human aid could deter the inevitable result. It seemed like an age before they reached the house and shortly after they got there the doctor arrived.
Mr. Jack Walker and Professor Futrall, who were hunting some two miles down the river, met Mr. Mitchell on his road to the telephone and were informed of the serious state of affairs and hurried with all possible speed to the scene. Mr. Miller lived but a short time after Mr. Walker’s arrival. He was bleeding internally and the doctor saw no hope of his recovery. Mr. Miller knew his condition and remained conscious to the last. He complained of a choking sensation and called out repeatedly for them to loosen his collar. His clothes were cut from him and as much freedom as possible given his respiration. He told those assembled that he could not live and as the closing moments came on he said to Mr. Marrs: “Sam, take my hand.” He did not seem to suffer great agony, but was in distress.
One must have known the friendship that existed between these two men before one can fully appreciate the sadness of the accident. They have been intimate companions for years (*** unreadable ***) ing they had driven out together. That evening, while the saddest, was only one among the many sad hours they had spent together for sadness in the heart of one found response in kind in the breast of the other. From the date of their first friendship to the hour when one, dying, told the other with feeble breath to hold his hand, they had always gone hand in hand. It were well for us all could we live forever with our friends and in death beguile away their sorrow by asking them to hold our hands. We may be assured that death had lesser pangs for him who was dying because of this.
R.A. Miller came to Fayetteville in the spring of 1881 and took charge of the Van Winkle Hotel, then and for years since, the leading hotel in town. As proprietor of the Van Winkle, he made more warm friends than any other hotel man in the State. His friends never came to town without inquiring for him and leaving their kind regards. He has entertained some of the greatest men of our day and as a unique character he was known over several States. A merrier heart was never known and the humorous stories he told for the entertainment of his guests were repeated far and wide. A gloom is over the whole town on account of his death and men recall him as he used to be sitting on his porch in the sunshine talking in the midst of an interested crowd. When he had convictions he was positive in his expressions of them. His heart was as kind and gentle as that of a child no matter how rough he otherwise appeared to be. It was his desire to be good to everybody and if he made mistakes it was only because he sincerely believed that he was right. Down deep in him was the broadest and truest kind of manhood. We have often heard men say that his heart was as big as a mountain. We say more, it was as big as the great world in which he lived for he loved everybody. His religion was genuine and measured by its sincerity, was as true and as great as that of any man. Those who did not know him may not know how ardent was his faith and how often he told those about him that he believed in God’s mercy and love. He had no patience with that belief which made the Master an avenger whose angels of torment delig