Edwin Carroll Moose

Born:Circa 1837 In:  Fayette County, Tennessee, USA
Died:Circa 1854 (at age ‎~17‏)

Immediate family

John Moose
His father
Sarah Moose (born Beaver)
His mother
James Miles Moose
His brother
Mary T. Clifton (born Moose)
His sister
Michael "Harrison" Moose
His brother
Adeline Moose
His sister
Susan A. Stowe (born Moose)
His sister
Unknown Moose
His brother


Edwin did not go with his dad to CA initially in 1849 (at age 11) since 1850 census shows him at 13 living with sister, Susan A., in home of older sister Mary T. (Moose) McClung in Union County. He likely went later when older brother, James Miles, drove cattle back to CA in 1853 (or perhaps later) and then attempted to return by boat in 1854 (or later).

The story of Edwin's death was a family tradition for years but suspected death at sea was corroborated in a rather strange way.

A great-nephew was in a doctor's office in Little Rock in 1927. While waiting he engaged in conversation with an elderly gentleman, a Mr. Black, who told him that his father had made the trip from California with a man named Moose and that this Moose died on the way.

Further inquiry through members of the Black family revealed that Edwin Moose left California by way of Cape Hope, on a three-month voyage. 

Shortly after sailing he took smallpox, and death was only a matter of time, though Mr. Black nursed him as best he could.

All of Edwin's possessions, with the exception of a shotgun, which he gave to Mr. Black, were turned over to the captain.


6 Oct 2012 note received from James Miles Moose, Jr (b.1923), grand-nephew of Edwin's through his brother James Miles, Sr.:


"While exploring MyHeritage site this morning, I chanced to see a photograph of the Morrilton marker of Edwin Carroll Moose, son of James Miles Moose, and was inspired to write the attached poem."



It stands, quite modest as an obelisk - just six feet tall -

yet somewhat grander than the stone that one expects

to mark the death of one so young - unless you know

his name’s significance: it was the name his uncle bore,

who died while traveling to join the raiser of the stone,

and never reached his goal. An end from cholera [small pox], perhaps,

or from a wound - for no one knows his fate,

nor where he lies: the sea, or fevered jungle in the Isthmus

that he planned to cross. He lacks a marker, but he has

a monument, and is remembered in this simple elegy.

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