Mark Elliot Huston of Spencer County, Kentucky


Last year, in May, Ritchey and I toured Spencer County, Kentucky, looking for older graveyards and gravestones.  In the center of Taylorsville, fairly close to Salt River, is what is known the old Taylorsville Cemetery.  It has few graves (at least with stones), and those that remain are not in good condition.


The cemetery is on an incline, a difficult climb from the side, but we found a small road that led to the front entrance.


Sacred to the memory of Mark E. and Martha Ann Huston

One of the most interesting gravestones I found was inside what was left of an iron fence.  It is now rusted, and two sides are gone.  There are two above ground graves that I believe hold the remains of Mark Elliott and Martha Ann Murphy Huston.


Mark E. Huston, born in Logan County, Kentucky, April 12, 1801, died March 23, 1873

Mark Huston is listed in the 1840 Spencer County census, living alone, one white male, 30-39 years of age.  He is listed as a professional.  Three years late, February 7, 1843, Mark married Martha Ann Murphy, age eighteen.  In April of that year he purchased 8 acres on the North Salt River in Spencer County, Book P, page 2.  Perhaps they built their home on this property.


Martha A. Murphy, wife of M. E. Huston, born in Shelby County, Kentucky, March 27, 1825, died June 6, 1844

Just a little over a year after their marriage, Martha gives birth to a son, William M. Huston, born May 13, 1844.  Evidently the birth was difficult, or perhaps she contracted something afterwards, but Martha died June 6, 1844, when her son was twenty-four days old.  She had not reached her 20th birthday.

Mark Huston must have grieved and mourned for his young wife the rest of his life – he never remarried – in all census records, beginning with the 1850 of Spencer County, to 1870, he and William live together, sometimes with others living there who take care of the home.  I feel this beautiful monument must have been constructed after the death of the father – by the son who never knew his mother, but must have been told stories of her through their years together, and in memory of the father who raised and cared from him from infancy to adulthood.


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