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Talk: Biographical of Mary Briscoe
No full textTranscription includes Woman at the WellCollected by Merlin Mitchell
Transcribed by Kyle Perrin
Mrs. Mary Briscoe & Fred High
High, Ark.
April 15, 1950
Reel 33 Item 1
The Woman at the Well
Mary.. .I'se born and raised at High, Arkansas, with my brother here.
Mitch..Tour name's Mary Briscoe?
Mary...Yeah.
High...Her name was High until she married.
Mary...And then I married a Casey and I lived with him thirty-five years
and he died. I raised ten children by him to be alive. He
died and I come back here. And nine years after that me and Mr.
Briscoe here married. We've been married just even ten years
the tenth of March—twenty years the tenth of March.
Mitch..How old are you, Mam?
Mary...I'm seventy-six years old the third day of March.
Mitch..You remember quite a few of those old songs that your brother
Mary...Yes, I know lots of 'em.
Mitch..Well, I wish you could sing one for us. What's your favorite
among those old songs?
Mary...The Woman at the Well.
See that woman at the well disputing with her Savior,
Soon she found that He could tell her all her past behavior.
Oh, everyone that thirst,
Freely drink and quench your thirst
With Zion's sens and daughters.
When she asked and when she got a drink, her heart was flaming,
The thief had only time to drink and tell his mornful story,
Jesus gave him leave to drink, he drank and fled to glory.
Oh, everyone that thirst,
Come ye to the waters,
Freely drink and quench your thirst
With Zion's sons and daughters.**
**There is more of the song but those present could not recall it.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Life of Lorenzo de Zavala by Mary Jane Harris Briscoe
No full textBiographical sketch of Lorenzo de Zavala by Mary Jane Harris Briscoe. Her family lived near the de Zavalas when she was a girl.
Citation info: Mary Jane Harris Briscoe Papers,
MC056, San Jacinto Museum of History, Houston, Texas
The twelve blessings of Mary; The nine blessings of Mary
No full textColl. by Sung by Mrs. Mary Briscoe
M.C. Parler and Fred High
Berryville, Ark.
Oct. 20, 1953
Reel 155
Item 5
The Blessings of Mary
The first little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of one,
To think that her son Jesus
Gould suck the breast so young.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of two,
To think that her son Jesus
Could read the Bible through.
He could read the Bible through
Like a man you will sing Glory be! (Fred sings glo-rie; Mary B.
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, sings glory)
To all E-ter- nie-tee. [Both thus
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of three,
To think that her son Jesus
Could set pore sinners free.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of four,
To think that her son Jesus
Could turn the rich to pore.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of five,
To think that her son Jesus
Could fetch the dead to life.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of six,
To think that her son Jesus
Could rightly all things fix.
He could rightly all things fix,
Like a man who will sing Glory be!
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, (Fred sings Ho-lie*
To all E-ter-nie-tee!
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of seven,
To think that her son Jesus
Could wear the crown of Heaven.
Reel 155, Item 5, cont'd
Mrs. Briscoe and Fred High
The Blessings of Mary-
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of eight,
To think that her son Jesus
Gould make the crooked way straight.
He could make the crooked way straight
Like a man who will sing Glory be,
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
To all E-ter-nie-tee!
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of nine,
Th think that her son Jesus
Could turn the water to wine.
He could turn the water to wine,
Like a man who would sing Glory be,
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
To all E-ter-nie-tee!
Hext little blessing Mary had,
she had the blessing of ten,
To think that her son Jesus
Could write without a pen. (!)
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of 'leven,
To think that.her son,Jesus
Had rose and gone to Heaven.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of twelve,
think that her son Jesus
Could conquer Death and Hell.
He could conquer Death and Hell,
Like a man who will sing sing Glory be,
Father, Son, And Holy Ghost,
To all E-ter-nie-ree!Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
The first little blessing Mary had,
No full textvoiceColl. by Sung by Mrs. Mary Briscoe
M.C. Parler and Fred High
Berryville, Ark.
Oct. 20, 1953
Reel 155
Item 5
The Blessings of Mary
The first little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of one,
To think that her son Jesus
Gould suck the breast so young.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of two,
To think that her son Jesus
Could read the Bible through.
He could read the Bible through
Like a man you will sing Glory be! (Fred sings glo-rie; Mary B.
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, sings glory)
To all E-ter- nie-tee. [Both thus
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of three,
To think that her son Jesus
Could set pore sinners free.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of four,
To think that her son Jesus
Could turn the rich to pore.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of five,
To think that her son Jesus
Could fetch the dead to life.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of six,
To think that her son Jesus
Could rightly all things fix.
He could rightly all things fix,
Like a man who will sing Glory be!
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, (Fred sings Ho-lie*
To all E-ter-nie-tee!
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of seven,
To think that her son Jesus
Could wear the crown of Heaven.
Reel 155, Item 5, cont'd
Mrs. Briscoe and Fred High
The Blessings of Mary-
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of eight,
To think that her son Jesus
Gould make the crooked way straight.
He could make the crooked way straight
Like a man who will sing Glory be,
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
To all E-ter-nie-tee!
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of nine,
Th think that her son Jesus
Could turn the water to wine.
He could turn the water to wine,
Like a man who would sing Glory be,
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
To all E-ter-nie-tee!
Hext little blessing Mary had,
she had the blessing of ten,
To think that her son Jesus
Could write without a pen. (!)
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of 'leven,
To think that.her son,Jesus
Had rose and gone to Heaven.
Next little blessing Mary had,
She had the blessing of twelve,
think that her son Jesus
Could conquer Death and Hell.
He could conquer Death and Hell,
Like a man who will sing sing Glory be,
Father, Son, And Holy Ghost,
To all E-ter-nie-ree!Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Portrait of Mary Lusk Briscoe
No full textMary Lusk (later Mary Briscoe) entered Jacksonville State Teachers College as a freshman in Fall 1939.https://digitalcommons.jsu.edu/lib_ac_histimg_1930/1158/thumbnail.jp
Blood- stopping
No full textConv. with Fred High and
Mrs. Mary Briscoe
Berryville, Ark.
Oct. 20, 1953
Reel 158
Item 6
Blood-Stopping
M.C.P.: Can you stop people from bleeding?
Mary Briscoe: I can.... I failed oncet er twice
M.C.P.: Is that a secret?
Mary B.: Yes, ther's a certain verse in the Bible, and you
say that, y'know, and say the other three times. I have
failed once er twicet, but I don't know whether I'uz s'posed
not to learn my kinfolks er not. And I'd wrote it down for
one boy, ane he'uz the one stuck it up in the clock.... and
anybody could read it, y'know.... .and the next time I
tried to stop it I couldn't stop it at all. But I can
stop it; I've stopped it on several horses that'ad run in.....
and cut ther legs nearly off.
Well, I have to call ther names and ther age
MCP: How many people can you tell?
Mary B.: I don't know. Never did say. There'uz a young man
learnt it to me when I'uz about seventeen yers old, fore I'uz
married, and he'uz a-goin with me and he said I'll learn you
how to stop that bleedin. And they'uz a boy egg-huntin'
and his nose jis' bleedin', and I said What's his name and
age, I'll stop that. He said ...... d'reckly. He didn't want
me to do anything.;.. And I just went ahead sayin' it, I knowed
what his name was, but I didn't know how old he was. Befo' he
got down to the end of it, hit'ad stopped.
Coll. by
M.C. ParlerFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Exterior of Rose Lodge Hotel with owner Lena Briscoe Whitfield and others outside, Devine, Texas
No full textPhotograph shows exterior of the original house with three women on upstairs porch and group at gate. Climbing rose (far left, and far right).Accompanying note by lender: ''...It [Rose Lodge] was on College Street, about where the parking lot for Conoly Drug is located now. It faced north...Shown in this 95 year old photo, on the balcony is, left to right: Minnie Briscoe, Mamie Whitfield and Katie Ward. In the foreground, again left to right is Stell Briscoe (on plank), Lena Briscoe Whitfield, Ruth Whitfield (on gate post), Mary Gray Briscoe, Sarah Whitfield, Elinor Schley (on gate post), Kate Briscoe (DuBose) and Mrs. Ivey. The boys are the Schley twins, Bob and Jack with John Elliot Whitfield in the center.'';See THE HISTORY OF MEDINA COUNTY, p. 557: ''...They [John Anthony Whitfield and Mary Helena ''Lena'' Briscoe Whitfield] built a pretty two-story house, complete with barns and outhouses behind it. When hard times came around 1900, a large addition was built next to the home place for boarders. The place became known as 'Rose Lodge' because of the beautiful rose arbor Mrs. Whitfield grew over the gallery of the home...'
Catching babies
No full textColl. by Conv. with Mrs. Mary Briscoe
M*C* Parler Berryville, Ark.
Oct. 20, 1953
Reel 158
Item 5
Catching Babies
(This runs on the tape concurrently with the end of her
brother, Fred High's, account of the cancer cure.)
When my first baby'uz born ..... that my mother'd
delivered. And I don't know how much longer she (Mary C.: Really! Fifty-eight babies!)
They'd come to our house before they'ud send for a doc-tor
Midwife, they called it ......
(M.C.P: Did you ever deliver any babies?)
I caught two of three ..... the doctor didn't git ther
and I had to do all I could.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Oral history interview with Bert Briscoe
No full textBert Briscoe grew up near Edmond, Oklahoma and attended Central State College in Edmond before coming to OSU for veterinary school. After he graduated in May of 1957, he began working for the USDA on July 1. Two weeks into the job, he was sent to the Vinita area to assist with the anthrax eradication. His initial job there was to vaccinate animals, including cattle, horses, sheep, and swine, and he covered areas in Oklahoma such as Welch, Centralia, Lenapah, and Bluejacket. Soon thereafter, his focus moved to diagnostics. His primary responsibility as a diagnostician was to collect samples from deceased animals and send those samples to OSU. In the time he spent working on the eradication, he witnessed not only anthrax, but also multiple cases of leptosporosis and anaplasmosis. Briscoe assisted on this project for its duration, approximately four months, and spent over thirty years in the study of diseases. However, to this day, he holds on to several unanswered questions regarding the anthrax outbreak
Kenneth Roy, hold your horses Or they'll get away;
No full textvoiceCol., by Sung by Mrs. Mary Briscoe
M. C. Parler Berryville, Ark.
Oct. 20, 1953
Reel 155
Item 1
"This Is Mary S. Briscoe, and these ladies is
come to hear me act the fool awhile, so I guess
I'll show out a little. I guess I'll sing Riding
in the Sleigh, first, Sleigh Riding."
Riding in the Sleigh
Snowflakes glisten on the moonlight , falling everywhere,
Sleigh bells ringin and merry voices on the winter air,
Hooper Roy*, Kenneth Roy, hold your horses or they'll
get away.
Ain't it jolly, with your sweetheart,
Ridin in the sleigh!
Twenty sleighs and forty horses
Come dashing down Broadway;
All the merry girls were laughing
That were in the sleigh.
Refrain: Kenneth Roy, hold your horses
Or they'll get away;
Ain't it jolly, with your sweetheart,
Ridin in the sleigh!
Twenty sleighs and forty horses
Come dashing down Broadway;
He goes racing, horses prancing,
Mercy, how they go!
Refrain:
Coming home with Kate beside me,
Sleighing o'er the ridge,
I turned round and slightly kissed her
Coming through the bridge.
Then she asked me, how many bridges
Was they on our way,
And I told her to count the kisses
Riding in the sleigh.
Refrain:
Coming home with Kate beside me,
This I will confess
What I ask her make no matters,
For she answered "Yes."
On a certain night this winter
I'll not name the day
But there'll be a preacher with us
Riding in the sleigh.
Reel 155, Item 1, continued
(MRS, Mary Briscoe commenting
on her song, Hiding in the
Sleigh)
"I learnt it when I was about fifteen years old.
...First I remember hearing this song er singing it
was the Martin girls. They had a -- They had just
had bought a new organ, and aw, they'uz just a-learning
lots o' songs, y'know, and singin, things like that.
And they sing it to me and then I learnt it and kep'
singing it on after that."Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
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