Manuscripts/Mixed Material [J. F. Smith]
The town of Pleasant Gap, Missouri, lay in a small neck of timber or a gap between two large strips of timber and was named so.
After we returned home, mother searched for all the valuable papers and several thousand dollars that my father had buried soon after the store was burned. She thought she knew about where she buried them but we never found them. She intended to ask him when she went to him while he was wounded but he got better and was getting so much better she thought she better let him get them himself, if she began digging around and never found them and was seen, some one also might get them before we returned. One of my older sisters also buried $500, that was never found.
In 1862, my brother-in-law who was a druggist at Pleasant Gap and also a Northern sympathizer but not a helper, persuaded my mother to let him take all her [yearlin?] mules to the county seat and sell them for her before there was another raid through there and they were taken. Well he took them up there and only brought back $400 to mother. Said he had put that in his shoes and the balance in his coat and pants pockets and when he was coming home was robbed by some bushwackers and all taken off of him except what he had in his shoes. But we never had any confidence in what he told us.