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Byron Harvey Allred, Sr.
Byron D. Stout compiled a book (apparently privately published)
called The Life and Times of Byron
Harvey Allred, Sr., Based on his personal Diaries, which tells about
why they were in El Paso, quoting from the book:
pp. 77-78 "The War conditions continued to grow worse
until our property was not safe. Horses, saddles, and stock [beef] were preyed
upon so bad that a man was not safe to ride a horse away from home, and even
when in our own corrals, they [The Red Flaggers] would take them by several
armed men drawing guns on men while others took the property. On July 27th
[1912] we were forced to give up our arms and ammunition, whereupon every
house was searched and people abused and insulted. After being deprived of
guns to protect ourselves, we were conselled to begin a general move into the
United States [they were living in Mexico]. I left with the first Company July
28th, 1912. Every day we say many hundreds come into El Paso until there was
not a woman or child left except 2 who would not come...Irene [his wife,
mother of Byron H., Jr. and Myra] left for Blackfoot, Idaho August 4th 1912.
Tongue cannot tell the gratitude of the refugees to the people of El Paso for
kindness shown us when the trains would arrive. Automobiles and buggies were
at the depot to convey the Company to rooms where provisions were brought to
feed about one thousand 2 or 3 hundred [1,300]. The government of the U.S. as
well as the Church appropriated well over $100,000 to cover the expenses of
the fleeing women and children., but thanks be to God, not one life was lost
in the flight for life. We held a meeting on the first sabbath, August 4th, at
what is known as "The Stables" [actually a lumber yard], where
electric lights and water fixtures were arranged, and ice to put into the
water. Wagons brought loads of provisions every day..."
Byron H. Allred died two days later. His youngest daughter,
Mary Viola Allred Stout, wrote a book called My Life - I've Made it So
Far...An Still Striving. Her son, Byron D. Stout, included a small
portion in his book which covered her memories of her home life while living
with her family in the Mormon Colonies in Mexico and El Paso including the
circumstances surrounding the death of her father. "I was sitting on the
steps of the large front porch. Several were assembled on the porch and all
seemed to be talking and visiting as Father came up the walk, taking his last
few steps in this life. Father was never a silent type. He was always a good
mixer, very amiable and as his face seemed set and drawn, he did not respond
to the greetings of anyone, but walked directly into the house. Seeing this,
Mother quickly arose and followed him remarking, 'You look very tired...'
Father entered the large hall, laid the tub and washboard [he had been to town
to purchase those items] on the floor and immediately sank to the floor. As
Mother saw him prostrate and the color change on his face, she came to the
front door and called, 'Henry, Aunt Matilda, come here!' Henry and Orson were
then dispatched down the street to find a doctor, but before they returned,
Father left this life...I remember a sleepless night on the floor, some
strange man [to me] sat all night in the front room by Father's casket. A
custom, for why, I do not know. The law was to bury the dead in 24 hours, so
August 7th a service was held and Father was buried in Evergreen Cemetery of
El Paso, Texas. All I remember was the black hearse and the black veils Mother
and Aunt Matilda wore down over their faces and the hot, hot sun."
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