The Cemetery Trio- Clue #2

The Cemetery Trio- Clue #2
In this town we have “Old and New”
Explain to us why we have two
A third was built in 1865
You could not get out of these alive.


Answer: Montgomery Old Cemetery, New Cemetery, and Memorial Cemetery

“I believe we should begin with the cemetery,” Matthew suggested, “We may find some evidence as to if Marcus Sebastian were a real residence of Montgomery, or if the journal was fake.”
“Good Idea,” Peter supported, “If so, we should get going right away; before the sun sets.”
Once Peter and Matthew walked down Liberty Street, toward Eva Street to the South, they began to near the Old Cemetery. Next, they took a right on Caroline, then a left onto Pond to arrive at their destination.
 “That was a long way!” rasped Matthew as he gasped for air. Slightly panting, Peter exclaims, “This place looks nothing like the place on the coin! We walked all this way for nothing!” “We can still learn more about this cemetery though; it may contain information that will lead us to the one on the coin!” Matthew suggested optimistically.
Striding up to the low chain link cemetery fence, Peter gulps with fear. “This place doesn’t look friendly at all; in fact, and it looks so dark!” he trembles. “Stop being such a coward! It’s broad daylight!” Matthew pats Peter on the back and grins cheerfully. The pair spots a marker standing beside the fence of the cemetery. “Look at that!” Matthew gazes, “Just what we need, a Historical Marker!”
Peter eagerly begins reading from the Texas Historical Commission marker while Matthew walks up beside him and too, starts reading. “It says here that in January of 1839, a log meeting house was constructed upon land gifted by the founders of Montgomery when Reverend Isaac Strickland organized a Methodist Church,” muttered Peter, “According to the marker, not before long, the churchyard was started being used for burials in 1840.”
After Peter finishes his sentence, Matthew snatches out the journal by Marcus Sebastian and flips to a page describing Pastor G. W. Rabb. “I heard earlier today that the Pastor G. W. Rabb had died. However, he requested that his body be buried beneath the altar of the Methodist Church; then under construction in order to replace the previous log meeting house. A monument memorializing clergy who were assigned with a job to minister settlers, also known as circuit riders in the earliest years of the United States, along with G. W. Rabb’s grave mark the original Methodist Church.”
As Matthew switches to reading from the historical marker, Peter steps cautiously into the cemetery and peaks around at the grave markers and memorials. “Did you know,” Matthew shouts out to Peter, “That here, in this cemetery, are graves of American Revolution soldiers who help settle Montgomery, Texas; Civil War; War of 1812; Texas Independence; & Mexican War veterans along with many civilians, such as pioneers, county officials, merchants, physicians, & ministers.
Peter returns to Matthew and asks curiously, “Is this cemetery full yet? That list you named was pretty long!” “Well, a new cemetery was founded in December 1st, 1868 but this one was used until no space remained,” Matthew informed. “Where’s the New Cemetery?” Peter inquired. Matthew responds by pulling out his smart phone and typing into his web browser search engine, Montgomery New Cemetery. The results were that the cemetery was a bit down Eva Street.
            Peaking at Matthew’s phone screen, Peter exclaims, “Let’s get going then! What are we waiting for?” Slipping his phone back into his denim pants pocket, Matthew agrees and the duo begin towards the New Cemetery.
            Crossing the street, walking along double story shop buildings laden in bricks, the two friends continued walking on the sidewalk and passing into an area of shrubbery and finally taking a left to arrive at the New Cemetery.
            Looking up towards the right corner of the sky, the Sun’s glare shines brightly into Peter’s eyes and as he looks towards the valley of the cemetery, the flora glows around the cemetery beautifully. “This place is so stunningly gorgeous compared to a typical cemetery!” Peter observes.
            Acting as if a light bulb lit in his mind, Peter’s eyes shined and as a result he suddenly asked, “So why did they build this new cemetery?” “The reason they founded this new cemetery was in order to relieve the Old cemetery, which was starting to fill up. The first burials were of three men murdered by vigilantes on land donated by P. J. and R. S. Willis. On the other hand, a fourth victim was laid to rest nearby,” summarized Matthew from the journal.
            “Interesting,” Peter responded, “But have you found any clues as to where or if Sebastian was a residence of Montgomery?”
            “Not me,” Matthew shrugged, “However, I know that there is a Memorial Cemetery not far from here that was founded circa. 1865.” Peter seems impressed at Matthew’s knowledge of Montgomery and asks, “Did you read the whole journal?” Matthew responds proudly, “Half of the journal.”
            The pair receives their parent’s permission and driving assistance as they ride swiftly to the Memorial Cemetery, located North of Eva Street, on HW 1097.
            Jumping out of the silver SUV, Peter & Matthew take a look at the journal. “It says here that the Memorial Cemetery was a ten acre burial ground dedicated to African Americans in an era of segregation after the Civil War with an approximately eight hundred graves. However, specific numbers are unable to be determined as some graves are unmarked,” Peter read.
            “That’s a tremendous amount of graves!” Matthew exclaimed, dumbfounded with eyebrows up and jaws wide open. “Just to make sure, you said that the cemetery was built in order to provide a graveyard for African Americans due to segregation?” Matthew questioned. “Yes,” Peter assured, “That’s why there are three historic cemeteries in Montgomery.”
            As they headed to find the First State Bank in Matthew’s Mom’s car, Peter suddenly notices that they have forgotten something. “Um, I think we forgot something,” Peter whispered nervously towards Matthew to the right, “We forgot to look for Marcus Sebastian in the cemeteries.” Matthew’s eyes widened with alarm as he sat comfortably on the right-hand leather seat in the back row.
            A moment past, and Matthew’s emotions relax and he sighs, “I looked at the gravestones, there was no Marcus Sebastian, but slid into the journal is a paper note yellowed with age that is signed by Kirk Sebastian. The note wrote that Kirk was Marcus’ nephew who stated that Marcus was buried, not in a cemetery, but unfortunately for us, in an unmarked grave said to be below a young oak tree that stands beside a fence.”
            Feeling the fear drain out of him and relief pouring in, Peter comments, “Maybe we should ask whoever owns the First National Bank about Marcus. They may have records of him being a customer!” Matthew’s mood rapidly lifts as he replied gladly, “That’s a great idea! If Marcus was truly a resident, there could be evidence in the First State Bank!”

            The boys decided that they would find verification of Marcus while Matthew gives Peter an encouraging tap on the back. “This is going to be an interesting summer!” Matthew exclaimed after the car left the Memorial Cemetery. Peter flashes back to the previous day when he thought the same; maybe this summer isn’t going to be so bad after all! The silver SUV glistens in the sunshine as it turns onto the adjacent road with a roar along with a light brown cloud of dust and sand.