6. Ernest Cornelius Cavett, born 11-3-1876, died 4-4-1952,married E.
Lane Brazil daughter of C. W. Brazil, longtime sheriff of Coryell
County. It was from this cooperative and charming kinswoman most of the
notes on this branch of the family have come. Ernest was a delightful
man to know. He spent 24 years traveling selling annuity bonds and
taking Miss E. Lane, whom he called Neddie, along on his travels.
During all the years of travel they maintained their home At Moody,
Texas. Mrs. Cavet laughingly quoted Ernest as saying when he joined the
Methodist Church, "Wonder if the preacher'll let me keep my by-words -
damn and hell - now that I'm a member."
Miss Brazil attended Kid Key College, Sherman., Texas but came home
after the first year to marry Ernest Cavett. She said her
mother-in-law, who lived her last years in their home, often said., "No
use eulogizing a smart or good man - a few words will say he's a fine
person - and that's sufficient." Ernest Cavett was a fine person. The
last five years of his life were spent in and out of a Temple hospital
at which place a Mayo Clinic brain surgeon operated on him but without
being able to effect a permanent cure. They had no children
7. Maude Cavett married Claude Dorgan and had one son., John Cavitt
Dorgan, the only grandchild born to D. F. and Ann Owens Cavett. Mr.
Dorgan has been with the University of Texas Land Department for over 20
years, Miss E. Lane told me.
8. Alvin Adrian died as a child.
9. Flora Estell died young.
10. Thomas Owen and (11) Edgar died as children and are buried at the
relocated Moffat, Texas cemetery.
Since Cavitt custom has been to make all people feel loved and wanted,
to cling especially to kinsmen by blood it seems fitting to include in
the family stories one of a Cavitt who was homeless and without family
as far as anyone in Santa Anna, Coleman County,, Texas knew aback in the
early 1900's.
Born about 1860, Bill Cavitt had never married, had left home and made
of himself an expert in the use of dynamite. In his older years he
perfected a process of getting a water well by blasting for it. He was
known as Old Bill Cavitt the well digger in the town by the mountain.
On the far side of the big hill was a lake from which the city got its
water. From the top of the hill the whole town of Santa Anna lay like a
bright map at one's feet.
Bill was wirey and hard working, lived alone and made few close
friends. The townspeople noted that he was beginning to drink more than
was customary and some knew that he was ill. As time passed he became
drawn, workworn and gnomelike in his appearance what with the pain and
his trying to keep going by drinking more and more to deaden the
sharpness.
The strange thing about Bill, that everyone knew, was that he owned one
thing of great beauty... something he kept with him all the time ... a
sort of solace in his loneliness and aloofness. People differed in
their guess as to the size and value of the treasure but the majority
agreed that Bill's beautiful and flawless diamond was over three
carats. A few people saw the gem and all wondered why Bill did not sell
the treasure and get better clothing, more nourishing food, a better
place to live. But that was Bill's secret, and like all Cavitts he did
not feel he must explain or make excuses for his choice of livelihood,
fashion of living or decision to keep in his possession this choice
jewel...the solace of his misery and solitude.
It can be supposed Bill did not want to see a medical man about his
illness, that he did not wish to become an object of charity, that he
either had no close relatives or
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