WPA May Lee Queen
Writer: Edith L. Crawford,
Carrizozo, New Mex.
Narrator: May Lee Queen
My father, Captain John Lee, was
born November 27, 1835 in Edinburgh Scotland. His
parents came to the United States
when he was eighteen months old and lived in Moodus; Connecticut. When he was fourteen years old,
he ran away to sea. He followed the sea for many years and came to own his own
sailing vessel. He traded extensively in the South Seas
and dealt mostly in copra. He went around the world three times in a sailing
vessel, and discovered a small island that was called Lee's Island.
When I was a small girl in school at White
Oaks, New Mexico this island was shown on the maps
of my geography.
My father married Mary Purcell,
who was a daughter of an English missionary of the Church of England, and a
graduate of Oxford.
My mother was the granddaughter of King Mata Afa, who was king of the island of Samoa. My father and mother were married
at Apia Samoa. They owned a plantation near Apia and lived there for several years. They
had nine children born on this island.
Father decided that he wanted his
children educated in the United States,
so they left Apia, Samoa
on a sailing vessel for the States. They were six months on the sea. They ran
into "calms" and were delayed for days and weeks. Their water and
food supplies ran short and they were put on short rations. Just before the
food was entirely gone they made the port
of Honolulu and the
vessel was restocked. They landed at San
Francisco about the year 1879.
After visiting my father's family
in Connecticut and traveling around a good bit
they decided to settle in Richmond,
Virginia. Father bought a farm
and lived there for about a year and a half. Mother and the children had chills
and fever and were sick so much that they decided to move.
Father had always wanted a cattle
ranch, so they moved down to southwest Texas
and bought a cattle ranch about twenty miles from Brackettsville, Texas.
The family came by train from Virginia to Texas and had been there
only a short time when I was born on June 1st, 1882. About two years later my
mother had another baby girl, and she and I were the only children born in the United States.
While we were living there Father met a man named McBee who had a ranch at White Oaks, New Mexico.
He was always telling Father what a great country New
Mexico was, so in 1886 my father sold out his place near
Brackettsville and started for New
Our family consisted of Father,
Mother and the eleven children. My two oldest brothers and my oldest sister
were married, so they and their families came with us to New Mexico. We were in five covered wagons
drawn by horses. Father had about 200 head of cattle and about 60 horses. The
boys drove the stock and the ladies did the cooking. I was about four years old
at the time but one or two incidents stand out very clearly in my memory. We
were very much afraid of the Indians as we had heard of the terrible things
that they had done to wagon trains. We were not molested by them at all, though
we saw them on several occasions.
I remember waking up one morning
and hearing my mother crying. I looked out and it seemed to we that I saw piles
and piles of dead stock all around us. The cattle and horses had died from
drinking the alkali water. This happened where Seven Rivers emptied into the Pecos River.
My father was very much discouraged and took what was left of the cattle and
horses and went up the [Penasco?] in New
Mexico. He bought a farm and we lived there for about
a year. We raised lots of potatoes that year and the boys sold them. Father
decided to go on to White Oaks, New Mexico, to where the McBee's lived so he
sold out the farm and what cattle he had left and we moved to White Oaks. My married brothers and my married sister and their families
moved back to Texas.
We went to the MeBee ranch which was about two miles from White Oaks. We lived on this ranch a year and Father ran a dairy and
sold the milk in White Oaks. At the end of the year Father
got us a house nearer town, just above the Old Abe Mine pump station. He opened
up a meat shop in town. We children went to school and I remember one teacher
especially, named Wharton. The geographys that we studied showed Lee's Island on the map and the teacher often told the class that
it was our father who had discovered this island.
My brother Bob married and worked
in the South Homestake Mine. He drilled into a "dud" (a precussion
cap that had not been exploded) and it blew up and killed him. This was about
1892. There was such a big family of us and all the married ones settled around
my father and they called our place Leesville. There were about five families
of us. Father used to drive the stage to Socorro. I remember once that he did
not get home when the stage was due and my mother got very uneasy. The stage
was often held up and we were afraid it had been held up and my father killed.
He was a night and day late and just about the time my brothers and some
friends got their horses saddled to go look for him we saw the stage coming
over the hill into White Oaks. They had run into a terrible
snow storm and the horses could not pull the stage through the storm. It was
very cold and my father and the passengers were almost frozen. He stopped the
stage at our house and the passengers came in and got warmed up and drank some
coffee before Father took the stage an into the town. Father wore a beard and I
remember that it was all covered with ice and snow and you could only see his
eyes. I grew up with Edward L. Queen in White
Oaks and we were married in the Methodist Church
there on January 1st, 1902, by the Reverend Sam Allison, who now lives in El Paso, Texas.
We have three children, two boys
and one girl, all married, and one grandson and one grand-daughter, who all now
live in California.
Of my father's family there are only three left, myself, one brother, Jim Lee,
who lives in Douglas, Arizona and one sister Mrs. Ray Lemon, who
lives in Carrizozo. My father
died in Douglas, Arizona in 1920, at the age of eighty-five
years. My mother died in Carrizozo
at eighty-one years, in 1925.
Mr. Queen and I leave White Oaks some times for years at a time but we always come back. We
have our home here. Judge Andrew R. Hudepeth, who owned the property in White Oaks known as Leesville, made me a gift of a deed to this property
in 1936. I am very glad to own our old home.
NARRATOR: May Lee Queen, White Oaks, New Mexico,
Aged 56 years.
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