When the sun goes down, the tide goes out,
The people gather round and they all begin to shout,
Hey, hey, Uncle Dud, it’s a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud,
It’s a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud.
Older folks may remember “Mississippi Mud,” a very popular song from the 1920s and ‘30s. For Charles Miller of Vicksburg, the lyrics would have had a special meaning. He knew Mississippi mud intimately, both as the owner of a fleet of river boats, including the one shown above, and as a dealer in whiskey whose jugs were fashioned from Mississippi clay.
Miller’s acquaintance with Mississippi mud was lifelong. He was born in Vicksburg in 1861 of German immigrant parents and although too young to remember the Civil War siege of the town, grew up along the banks of the great river. He was educated in the schools of Vicksburg and at an early age entered into the local workforce.
Miller married in 1883. His bride was Josephine Moguin (sometimes given as McGuin), who had been born in Illinois. According to the Mississippi Marriage Book, they were wed, with the Rev. H. A. Pichart presiding, in St. Paul’s Catholic Church. Both were 22 years old. They would have two children, George W. and Alice. Miller’s obituary described him as “quiet and unassuming” and “a kind husband, a loving father.…”


His local customers could reach Miller’s store by rail and he could ship his whiskey both west across the Mississippi and east by railroad as well as up and down river and tributaries by boat. The 1900 census found him and his family living in the Second Ward of Vicksburg, his occupation given as a liquor dealer.



The Miller home became a excellent residence for the couple’s expanding community involvement. Both Charles and Josephine were devout members of St. Paul’s Church, where they had been married. Miller also was a member of the Vicksburg Lodge 95 of the Benevolent Protective Order of Elks and cultivated many friendships through active participation in the Goose Lake Hunting Club.
Miller’s prosperity was also helping him finance other investments. He bought some rich Mississippi bottom land around an area known as Spanish Fort south of Vicksburg and operated large a plantation there. He also helped establish a Vicksburg bank called the American Bank & Trust Company and became a director. With the advent of motorized transport, Charles founded and was president of the Miller-Guchereau (his son-in-law) Motor Truck Company. Miller’s principal interest, however, was in plying the “Big Muddy” as the owner of the Mississippi River Ferry Company.


In February 1926 Charles Miller died in his home at the age of 65. According to his obituary in the Vicksburg Evening Post, “The end came peacefully…after a prolonged illness, during which time everything known to medical science was done in order that the life of this good man might be spared.” His funeral was held at St. Paul’s Church with his wife, children and two brothers mourning by the casket. Pallbearers included many of Vicksburg’s leading citizens. Miller was interred in Vicksburg’s Cedar Grove Cemetery.
A final word on this Mississippi whiskey man was written in the Vicksburg Evening Post obituary. It opined: “Mr. Miller stood at all times for what was right and just, and was always willing to cooperate and do his part in any undertaking that was for the betterment and advancement of Vicksburg.” To which I would add: “This would include making the most out of Mississippi mud.”
Note: Much of the information for this post was obtained from a short article by Bobbie Beyers Ferguson that appeared in the Winter 2007 issue of Mississippi River Routes, the quarterly journal of the Vicksburg Genealogical Society. Ms. Ferguson replicated in full the local newspaper obituary of Charles Miller. The photos were derived from a variety of other sources.