GENEALOGY COLLECTION
A LOST ARCADIA^
OR
By WALTER A. CLARK
ILLUSTRATED
AUGUSTA, GA.:
Chronicde Job Print,
1909
Digitized by the Internet Archive
in 2016
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WILLIAM J. STEED,
My Literary Sponsor.
CONTENTS.
Preface v
Introductory vii
The Red Man’s Rule i
55
The Old Rhodes Mill 60
Freeman Walker., 64
Charles and Edward Burch .78
Thomas Hill 79
Early Religious Development.
Liberty Church 81
Hopeful Church 83
New Hope Church 88
The Old Richmond Camp Ground 91
Richmond Bath and the Old Bath Church 97
Love and War or a Bath Romance 100
Jacob Walker or a Slave’s Loyalty 103
A Slave Wedding at Bath id6
Rev, Frank R. Goulding 112
Ante Bellum 114
Dum Vivinuts Vivamus 115
Early Colored Churches 119
Early Schools 125
Mount Enon Academy 126
The Old Field School 127
Old Time Academy Life 131
Brothersville, A
Lost Arcadia 141
The .A.nderson Brothers -.
146
William E. Barnes 148
John W. Carswell 149
Dr. Samuel B. Clark 153
The Old Homestead I54
An Evening Scene 156
A Psychic Mystery 157
William Evans 160
Moses P. Green 161
Edmund B. Gresham 161
Henry D. Greenwood : 164
Seaborn Augustus Jones 166
Rev. J. H. T. Kilpatrick 171
Robert Malone I74
Jdhn D. Mongin , I77
Alexander Murphey *
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J. Madison Reynolds 181
Absalom W. Rhodes 184
A Brothersville Home Coming 185
Hephzibah 188
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PREFACE
]n the old days at Emory (College, students who failed to attend the
sun rise prayer service in the antiquated chapel, were required at evening
prayer to render excuses for their absence. A professional delinquent
along this line fell into the habit of singing out “corporeally indisposed”-
when the charges against him were preferred. Through frequent reitera-
tion the plea grew a little monotonous to the grim old President, Rev.
James R. Thomas, and one day he answered: “Yes sir, I’m afraid you
are morally indisposed and if you don’t convalesce very rapidly I shall
send you home for your health.” And so if the reader feels indisposed
“corporeally” or otherwise to tackling this preface no statutory provision,
legal or moral compels him to do so. These literary accessories before
the fact are not as a rule of specially absorbing interest and usually ex-
hibit abnormal talent for being skipped by the average reader. And yet
version has been generally accepted as strictly orthodox. This book can
not be said tq. have been written without rhyme or reason for its pages
hold more rhyme than poetry and three reasons at least, have conspired
to give it literary existence.
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VI PREFACE
the old. old days increases with our added years and the glamour of the
long ago grows stronger as we near the twilight.
And yet, dear reader, whether the skies that rest above you are
radiant with the breath of morning or paling in the shadows of your
eventide, if you will give these old time memories as kindly a reception
as met my first attempt at authorship T shall be more than satisfied.
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letter that I have treasured and preserved not only for the
gifted hand that penned it but for the tone of tender kindliness
that breathes and glows in its every written word —a letter
that in large degree must stand as sponsor for the story that
own history and preserve them in coherent form not only for
the living, but for their children and their children’s children,
in all the years to come. To fill this need if need it be for
the community in which the writer was born and reared will
city of New Orleans, Sargent Prentiss, who sat upon the stage
was called for by the shouting audience. Rising he said, and
only said : “When the eagle is abroad owls and bats must
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THE RED MAN’S RULE
No proper historic setting* can be given to our rustic
village without some reference to its antecedents, »to the early
story of the community in which it stands and to the social,
moral and educational forces that brought it into municipal
being and without which it would have had no individual
entity and no history corporate or otherwise. Looking back-
ward then to a period some centuries ago, when the writer and
the town were both absolutely unknown quantities, a period
when this section was covered by primeval forests untouched
by the woodman’s axe, a period w^hen the policy of “benevolent
assimilation” had not begun its fateful work and the Red man’s
foot had not been taught to press the rugged path that leads
to race extinction, roaming over these hills and valleys there
lived and loved another race of beings. When Oglethorpe,
in the F^all of 1735, established for the benefit of his struggling
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eminent and a longer period has elapsed since their moccasined
feet pressed the soil of this immediate section abundant
evidences still exist of Indian occupancy. The Murray Road
in this county was once an Indian trail and was probably
used by George Galphin in his trips- from his home at Silver
Bluff on the Savannah to his trading post at Ogeechee Town
or Galphinton, now Old Town, in Jefferson county. The
following reminiscence of this celebrated Indian trader may
be new to some of my readers. There are probably several
versions of iU but I give Rev. George Smith’s, first because 'he
is a preacher and ought to tell the truth, and secondly because
the creek.”
"Ugh,” said the chief, with a shrug, “you have it, but we
dream no more.”
Evidences of the Red Man’s rule are not confined, how-
ever, to traditional Indian trails. During my schoolboy days
at the old Brothcrsville Academy, it was the habit of the
students to utilize many of the midday intermissions in period-
ical visits to the bathing house Ibuilt by Mr. Alexander
Murphy, one of the old-time Brothesville residents, for the
benefit of that community. Our pathway led across a stream
that finds source within the limits of our town, and in
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neck uf land formed by the confluence of this stream with
another, that begins its gurgling life near my father's old
home, the subsoil plow in recent years has unearthed many
fragments of ornamented Indian pottery. The contour of
some of these specimens indicates that they formed part and
parcel of large vessels probably used for boiling the beans and
other vegetables cultivated by the Indians. How was this
done? This clay ware was unable to endure a high degree
and the squaw cook, when
of heat applied to its outer surface,
she decided to “boil the pot" for the midday meal, filled the
vessel partially with water and then dropped into it heated
rocks until it reached the boiling point. If this was an every
day occurrence the Red Man scarcely failed to consume the
proverbial “peck of dirt" before making his exit to the happy
hunting grounds beyond the sunset. Not far away from w^here
this pottery has lain for nearly two centuries, on the old
James Anderson place, and near a spring, whose limpid waters
mingle wdth the streams already named, there is a mound sup-
})osed to be of Indian origin —a mound within whose hidden
bosom there may have rested for all these years the antiquated
dust of some old Uchee chief. These corroborating facts seem
to furnish satisfactory evidence that within the limits of our
town or justbeyond its boundaries, there w'as once upon a time
a thriving Uchee village w^here
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only a very learned scholar and historian, but an eminent
Indian authority as well, that these dusky sons of the forest
were in the habit of doing their courting by proxy. The
delicate and generally delightful preliminary negotiations that
antedate a matrimonial alliance among the Whites in all
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Ana now m taking leave of the Brother in Red I can but
express my regret that any of my own kith and kin should
have been accessory to the spoliation of these aborigines of
their broad and beautiful domain —
a regret just as keen and
possibly a little more sincere ithan that, which shadowed Mark
Twain’s soul as he stood with misty eyes over the ancient
grave of Adam.
THOMAS WALKER.
In the old days the landed estates of the King of England
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were patrolled by royal guards men who were required to
“walk” over and inspect a certain area every day. In this way
they came to be known as “walkers,” and finally the term
denoting their occupation was adopted as a surname. Some
of the impecunious members of the tribe have probably been
“walking” ever since.
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During the civil war in England a large contingent of the
Walkers were staunch adherents of the Stuarts, and when that
dynasty fell into temporary eclipse at the hands of Cromwell
and his Roundheads, Cavalier heads were at a premium.. Many
of the Walkers, having no inclination to lower the price by
placing their own on the market, sought on foreign soil the
safety denied them at home. Among them there was a family
whose roll contained a Peter, whose father had spent his fortune
in the royal cause and fled to Ireland, where Walkers were
practically unknown. The Encyclopedia of Heraldry, in listing
the coats of arms of this family name with its ‘‘Nil Desperan-
dum'” motto gives in a record of fifty-two. only one from the
Emerald Isle.
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by my uncle, tiie late Col. A. C. Walker, states that Thomas
Walker, his grandfather, had seven sons and five daughters.
A similar memorandum, made by Mr. Peter G. Walker, of
Morgan county, says that George, his ancestor, had seven sons
and five daughters, and it is a rather singular fact in connection
with the above that the Bible should stand sponsor for ex-
actly nine of the names in each of these groups of children.
A stranger chancing in at a Christmas reunion of the two fam-
ilies, when all were present, would have had his acquaintance
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Agnes (Orr) and Thomas.
Florida Cynthia, born July ii, 1831, died Feb. 14,
4th.
1905. She was the youngest born and was never married. I
never knew her but have gathered the following data from a
loving tribute paid to her by her niece Florida Orr, now living
with her husband, Robert C. Orr, and her children Robert C.
Jr., and Julia W. at Carrs Hill, Athens Ga. Cynthia Carr died
when Florida was in her babyhood and her childhood years
were spent at the home of her grandmother, Elizabeth Walker
on the Northern border of Burke county near McBean Creek
and now owned by Pauline C. Rhodes.
During her girlhood her father married a widow who had
been the beneficiary of two previous matrimonial alliances and
when after her grandmother’s death young Florida returned to
her childhood home she found herself domiciled with brothers
of her own blood, two batches of step brothers and sisters and
a little half sister, a rather strenuous situation. Despite such
environment however she retained her sweetness of temper
and developed into a womanhood of rare and charming beauty,
a claim confirmed by her pictured face.
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Eschewing marriage she devoted herself for ten years to
the care of her invalid father and for many years to orphaned
ones committed to her care. And so though childless she was
indeed and in truth one of ‘God’s mothers.” For sixty years
she kept a quiet nook near the old Home all abloom with
flowers of every tint and hue, perpetuating among others roses
and narcissus, that her mother Cynthia had carried from the
old homestead in Burke nearly a hundred years ago, and that
are still shedding their fragrance on the summer air at Carrs
Hill today.
Such in brief is the story given me of her by my good
friend and relativ^e Florida Orr, and while she has written
lovingly I am sure that she has written truly.
Thomas Walker’s daughters, Rebecca, Rachel and Marga-
ret,were never married, but whether from choice or necessity
I do not know. After their father’s death -in 1809 they kept
bachelors’ hall or old maids’ hall at the old home. Aunt
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and
HER GRANDDAUGHER, FLORIDA CARR.
Rebecca was the last survivor and her later years were spent
at my father’s home. In her old age she was rather an odd
genius and as Rev. Thomas F. Pierce once said of her “If the
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A. C. Walker to his daughter is given. Some days before the
wedding a demijohn, that had lain open or stopperless for
months was sent to a wine dealer to be filled. The servant
failed to rinse it thoroughly and after my grandfather’s death
the attending physician found mingled with the wine the re-
mains of a poisonous species of spider. Other guests were
made seriously ill, but there were no other fatal results.
Among the descendants of Reuben Walker, his son, Col.
A. C. Walker deserves special mention. An intimate personal
friend of Toombs and Stephens, Jenkins and Cobb, he was one
of the brainiest men and most brilliant writers in the State.
He represented Richmond county in the General Assembly
for many
years and on the retirement of Mr. Stephens in 1859
from long continuous service as representative of the old
Eiglith Congressional District Col. Walker was nominated
unanimously as his successor. Having no political ambition he
declined the honor. A political drama written by him about
1850 and entitled “The Conspirators,” created a decided sensa-
tion and was first accredited to the brilliant and virile pen of
Robert Toombs.
During the heat and bitterness of the slavery agitation and
soon after the death of “Uncle Frank” one of his trusted and
valued negroes he wrote for N. P. Willis’ Home Journal of
New York “The Night Funeral of a Slave,” a sketch whose
beauty and tender pathos attracted wide attention and was
largely copied by the Northern and Southern press. His
ability as a writer was acknowledged by Gov. Johnson even
when they were at enmity. During the Johnson and Jenkins
gubernatorial campaign the former became offended by some-
thing Col. Walker had said or written against him and when
they met in Milledgeville the Governor declined to speak al-
though they had been schoolmates and friends from earliest
boyhood. Passing each other on the street or in the corridors
of the capital for weeks without recognition, Gov. Johnston
stopped one day abruptly and said “Walker, I want to ask a
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miglity well.
In a less pretentious structure in the little village of Louis-
ville, Ga., Jared Irwin was serving his second term also as
Governor of Georgia. as you
But scan the canvas as closely
may, you will find on its pictured face no railroad, no steam-
boat, no cooking stove, no sewing machine, and not even a box
of matches, nor a postage stamp in all the land. The pole
boat and the old time stage were the “public carriers” of
those old days, while the tinder box or horn with its flint and
steel attachments took the place of the modern match, when
the burning “chunk” though carefully imbedded in ashes
failed to preserve its incandescent glow through the long
winter nights. Letter writing in that day was a rather ex-
pensive pastime as every missive, loveladen or otherwise, re-
duced the writer’s bank account just twenty-five cents.
And what were the local conditions in this immediate
section? Augusta, although it had received its city charter
seven years before, was only a struggling town over whose
municipal destinies Gen. Thomas Flourney presided. There
were only two public roads in Richmond County one leading —
to Savannah, and the other to Louisville, where for twelve
years the State Government had lived and moved and had its
legal being. During the old slave days Mr. James Anderson,
who will receive further notice in these records, owned a negro
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its echoes had died away the dog had adjourned sine die, and
was never seen again. The “Col.’s” solution of the matter was
that his canine pet through excessive ;fright had simply
“evaporated.” My friend Stringfellow seems to have suffered
a similar fate.
Oliver Cromwell once had his portrait painted. The artist
thinking to please the grim Protector left oft* the warts that
marred his rugged face, and when the stern old Puritan looked
upon the finished canvas he said: “No sir, I won’t have it,
paint me as I am, warts and all.” Tom Watson says that a
book is worth only the truth it holds, and so in giving a faith-
ful portrait of this community in its early days I fear I shall
have to paint at least one wart upon its old time face.
“ pity and pity ’tis true,” that in the early
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furnishing them liquid refreshments at so much per glass.
With the exalted reputation this community has sustained for
sobriety and good morals for all these years, I regret to place
this blur upon otherwise stainless record but as a truthful
its
chronicler I can not ignore the fact. The patrons of the old
stage routes did not enjoy a “two-cent fare” rate in those old
days. Rev. Adiel Sherwood in the 1829 edition of his Gazet-
teer gives the fare charged on a number of these routes but
none from Augusta to Louisville, probably for the reason
that when the latter place was shorn of its prestige by the
removal of the State Capitol to Milledgeville in 1807 the stage
line was possibly abandoned. The figures given indicate that
the rates were from 8 to 12 cents per mile. One statement
made by this clerical authority may both puzzle and amuse
the reader. It is as follows: ‘‘From Augusta to Charleston
$15.00 and found.” Those unfamiliar with the provincialisms
of other days might infer from this record that passengers on
the route named were sometimes lost and that -the rates
charged covered the expense" of finding them. To prevent any
misapprehension on this line it may not be amiss to say that
the language quoted simply means that the fifteen dollars
guaranteed to the patron of this route not only transportation
but “hog and hominy” in transit.
The early years following the close of the Revolutionary
War brought to this section a tide of immigration from other
and older States, notably from Virginia and North Carolina.
Among those who came to this immediate community there
was a Robert Allen who, as his grandson D. R. Allen informs
me, was a native of the Tar Heel State and who settled within
the present limits of our town. There were so many marriages
and inter-marriages among the families of the early settlers
and their stories are so largely blended that the clearness and
interest of the narrative will be enhanced by an enumeration
of Robert Allen’s contemporaries all of whom will receive in-
dividual and special notice in these annals. Among them were
Edmund Murphey who located at what is known as the old
Murphey place on the Louisville Road and within the present
limits of Hephzibah, about 1784, Elisha Anderson, Sr., who
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lived near what is known as the Miller Spring and Aaron,
Absalom and Lewis Rhodes who were named to me by grand-
sons of two of them as three brothers who migrated to this sec-
tion with their sister Nancy Ann from North Carolina in the late
years of the i8th century. The late Wm. W. Rhodes of
Louisville, Ga., grandson of Aaron gave me this information
some years before his death and within the past few weeks
Judge R. H- P. Day grandson of /\bsalom has corroborated
the statement and yet other documentary evidence that^has
come to me later has convinced me that they were bo'th
laboring under the same traditional error. From entries in
the old family bibles of Edmund Murphey and Lewis Rhodes
I learn that Edmund married Nancy, the sister of Aaron and
Absalom in 1785, and that Lewis son of John Rhodes was born
in 1787. If Lewis came to Geeorgia with Aaron and Absolom
and Nancy, he must have made the trip several years before
he was born, and this seems hardly probable. In addition to
this, John A. Rhodes, son of Absalom referred to A. W.
Rhodes, son of Lewis, as his third cousin, and this would have
failed to express the true relationship if Absalom and Lewis
were brothers. My inference from the above is that John,
father of Lewis came with the Rhodes contingent from North
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Carolina and that he was a cousip and not a brother of Aaron,
Absalom and Nancy. If the reader can reconcile the facts to
a different theory he is at liberty to do so and no demurrer
will be filed.
Within the soil of the old Allen burying ground in our
town there lies today, and has lain for more than a hundred
years, the dust of another and perhaps the earliest settler
within the limits of Hephzibah. The stone that marks his
—
grave bears this inscription: “Eleazor Brack Died 1801,” but
his identity seems largely lost in the mist of the years that
are gone. The only information that I have been able to
gather is Anderson married a Miss Brack and that
that Elisha
Mrs. Virginia Davis thinks that Eleazor was her ancient
"kinsman. But of these matters and of others, as the rural cor-
respondent said '‘More Anonymous.’'
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of apples.
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Tell apple story and on the George Washington hatchet inci-
dent as well, the value of tradition as a historjcal asset seems
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to be on the wane. It may be that in the days to come some
skeptic will arise and say that no man. ever hit Billy Patterson,
but that he was simply struck by an idea and that the resultant
injury from so unusual an occurrence was so grave that its
distant echoes linger in the corridors of time.
Ah well, whatever may have been the exact site of his
home, the fact remains that Robert Allen, a hundred years
ago and more, lived within the present limits of Hephzibah,
and was not only the father of the Allen plow but of a goodly
number of sons and daughters. He married Elizabeth Ander-
son, the only child of Elisha Anderson, Sr., by his first mar-
riage. His wife must have been a very lovable woman, or she
must have had tact enough to induce her husband to think so,
as he gave both his sons, Robert and Elisha, her maiden name.
His daughters in their matrimonial alliances seemed to develop
a predilection for men who wore judicial honors, his daughter
Martha having married Judge Wm. J. Rhodes, son of Aaron
Rhodes, and Jane having become the wife of Judge Edmund
Palmer, son of Jonathan Palmer. A third daughter, Elizabeth,
was married to Alexander, son of Edmund Murphey, but the
judicial fever in that case did not riseabove normal until the
advent of a grandson, the present clever and genial postmaster
of our town, who is known as Judge H.*L. Murphey. Of four
remaining daughters by his first marriage, Rosa married Ben-
jamin Wooding, Polly, Crawford, Sarah, Jackson and Emily
was never married. After the death of his wife Robert Allen
married a widow living in Columbia county and Hattie, the
only child of this marriage, became the wife of Henry Wash-
burn of Savannah.
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the marriage of his daughter Jane to Edmund Palmer, Robert
Allen became the grandfather of James E., John T., Robert
and Savannah Palmer, and through the marriage of Rosa to
Benjamin Wooding, of their children Mary, Martha and Ed-
ward. His descendants through the Rhodes and Murphey al-
liances will receive proper mention in the stories of Aaron
Rhodes and Edmund Murphey.
If the information given me by his grandson is authentic
Robert Allen in his early manhood varied his agricultural
operations by sowing a lot of “wild oats,’^ but finding the
outcome from that particular method of diversion unsatisfac-
tory he reformed, entered the communion of the Methodist
church and for many years was a prominent and useful local
minister. During all his later life Rev. Nicholas Murphey
and Rev. Alexander Avret were his co-laborers in the pro-
pagation of the Arminian Creed in this section. The following
story, in which the three were the dramatis personae, was told
me by Rev. E. R. Carswell, Sr., and is probably absolutely
trustworthy. I give it the alliterative heading of
PLANKGATE PIETY.
In the early days- of Methodism any effort at ornamen-
tation either in dress or doniestic surroundings was looked
upon as a direct inspiration of the Evil One. On one occasion
his two co-laborers were traveling together the Louisville Road
and in passing through what is now Hephzibah they came
directly in front of the Robert Allen residence. Looking
toward it they noticed that an old-fashioned set of “bars,” that
had formed the means of entrance to and egress from his
barnyard or lot, had been replaced by a plain plank gate. It
added much to the convenience of the situation and destroyed
in that particular case at least the old-time boyish job ot
“minding the bars.” The plank of which it was made was
undressed and unpainted, but it looked better than the old and
the change furnished to the two preachers strong circumstan-
tial evidence that Brother Allen was growing^worldly minded
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well preserved man with a ministerial look on his open face
and w^ell dressed form, entered the coach and seating himself
near me began a railway conversation, which revealed to me
that after a break of thirty years and more I was renewing my
acquaintance with Lewis D. Palmer, of Nashville, Tenn., son
of “Uncle Jimmie” as he was familiarly known, and grandson
of Jonathan Palmer. Among the delightful reminiscences
with which he entertained me during our hour’s ride together
he gave me the following story of his grandfather, which I
place among these memories as a sort of offset to “Plankgate
Piety” and label it in the same alliterative way as
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when the laborers met to resume their work, the shapely girder
lay on the ground cut into two sections and unfit for, its in-
tended use. The substitute was used and the work completed,
but no palsied hands were found in all that section, and the
incident so undermined the faith of the community that it
resulted in the establishment of old Ariel Methodist church,
that stood for many years near the scene of- Ed’s nocturnal
labors.
My friend, Lewis D., gave me an incident in his father’s
which
life while not directly connected with my story, may be
worthy of record in these annals for the moral that it bears,
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eighty-six years of age, setting the trees with his own hands, j
you can have no hope at your age to gather fruit from it?” i
“I am planting for those who come after me.” And then lean- !
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one for working and one for living. A man ought to work as '
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twenty-five children. For the first three entries, made for the
year 1812, my father among them. Rev. Robert Allen is named
as administrator of the ordinance. The latest similar record
with which his name is made for the year 1816.
connected is
more.
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EDMUND MURPHEY.
When Oglethorpe left the English shores in 1736, on his
second visit to the Georgia colony, there came with him as
immigrants Nicholas Murphey and wife, who settled in the
then small village of x\ugusta. Nicholas served for five years
as a member of His Majesty’s Troop of Rangers and was
granted one acre of land in the town and 250 acres on the
river below Augusta. On November 24, 1745, the traditional
stork made them a visit, and brought to their home a boy, to
whom they gave the name of Edmund, and who by his own
claim was the first white male child born in Augusta. I was
not keeping a diary in those old days, and cannot therefore
certify to the absolute accuracy of this claim but from the
;
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John C. No. 2, the first having lived only a few months, and
Nelson Wright, and two daughters, Caroline Elizabeth, who
lived only a few years, and Elizabeth Ann, who married Need-
ham Bullard.
Among the descendants of Nicholas through his son Mil-
ledge areMoses C. Murphey, Julian, Weems and Curtis Smith
of Augusta and their several families. . Sarah, who married
Charles Clark, had only sixteen children, three of whom
survive. One of these, Rev. Milton A. Clark, has been labor-
among the Indians for more than twenty
ing as a missionary
years. Other descendants by the last marriage are. Dr.
Eugene E. Murphey and Geo. S. Murphey of Augusta, Ell-
wood Murphey of Atlanta, Jno. M. C. Murphey of Hephzibah,
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and Mrs. Ella Salter of Tampa, Fla. The limitations of these
records forbid fuller specializing.
As a local minister of the Methodist churph, Rev. Nicholas
Mnrphey rendered able, earnest and faithful service to his
[Master. He was a strict constructionist of Mr. Wesley’s “Gen-
eral Rules,” evidence of which has been already given in the
“Plankgate” incident. On a trip to Atlanta thirty years ago
and more, I chanced to get a seat in the railway coach just in
the rear of Rev. Lovick Pierce, D. D., the Nestor of Georgia
Methodism. The word “picnic” was used by some one in
the car, and the Dr. said : “I never hear that word without
thinking of old Nickie Murphey of Richmond county. After
a social occasion of this kind in his community, he preached on
the succeeding Sabbath, and after dw^elling at some length on
the sin of worldly amusements, he closed with this climax
T understand you have all been picknicking it. Yes, you can
picnic now, but some of these days “Old Nick” is going to
”
pick you.’
Rev. E. R. Carswell, Sr., once gave me the following il-
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resurrection of the sacred dust that has lain so still beneath
their massive weight for all these years.
Edmund’s generation of many names forms a material
share of the present population of this section of the State,
adding largely to its thrift,, its intelligence, its good citizen-
ship, its business integrity, and its moral and religious tone.
And now with the blood of these old-time people trickling
through the veins of my wife and children, with personal
knowledge in early life of four of them who bore these names,
and with kindly reverence for them all, why have I empha-
sized this Ann and Nancy feature of these records?
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A story given me by my old friend and comrade, W. J.
Steed, may illustrate the reason. An old time negro, who
had been in the service of a prominent Augusta family for
years, came into the office to make his tax returns. In the
conversation that ensued, he told myPhunie that he
friend
had found a large snake coiled in a nest where his hens were
laying. When the intruder had been despatched it was found
that he had gulped down not only the fresh eggs, but the
porcelain nest egg as well, and the old man, with a twinkle
in his honest eyes, said : “Speck he would a found that chiny
aig right hard to injest.”
So this little side line or by play has been interjected as
a sort of mental peruna to aid the readers in “injesting” the
genealogical meals my pen is trying to furnish. And now in
winding up the matter not only sine die, but forever and a day,
I am glad to give it a happy and fitting climax. On the day
in which my tribute to the Anns and Nancys met the public
eye there came to bless the home of my young friend, John
E. Murphey and his charming wife, a baby girl, the great,
great, great-grandaughter of Edmund Murphey. Her little
brother, six years old, was so delighted with her advent that
he went out to make announcement to the world, and when
the question came, “What are you going to name her?” he
promptly answered “Nancy Ann.”
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Edmund B. Gresham Harriet, who married Henry D. Green-
;
wood; Rosa, who married Elisha Harris, and Louisa, who died
unmarried. Some further notice of these families will be
given in the Brothersville feature of this story.
Augustus H., son of Elisha Sr., married Sarah Jones, and
two daughters came to bless their union, Martha, who was
married to Moses P. Green, son of Jesse, and Susan, w^ho has
been already named as the wife of Augustus H. Anderson, Jr.
Two children were born to Martha and Moses P. Green;
George, who married Kate Thomas, and Edward, who married
Fulcher. Rosa, daughter of Elisha xA.nderson, Sr.,
was first married to John ^^lorrison, to whom she bore a son,
Robert, and a daughter, Sarah (Dowse). After the death of
her first husband she became the wdfe of Dr. Baldwin B. Mil-
ler, a Virginian, who came to Georgia in one of the early
decades of the last century, and after his first marriage lived
for a time at the old Elisha Anderson home in our town. Tw'O
children were born of this marriage, Baldwin Jr., and a daugh-
ter, Frances, who married Henry J. Schley. After Rosa’s
death Dr. Miller married Cornelia, daughter of Rev. Joseph.
Polhill.
Dr. Miller, after his residence at the old Anderson home,
lived for a time at Mount Enon, then in Burke county, re-
turning in his later years to Hephzibah, where his last days
were spent and where his widow and two daughters Lavinia
(Carswell) and Lula (Frost) now reside. The Dr. was a
skillful physician, an eminently successful planter, a man of
exceptional energy and business sense and accumulated during
his long life a large landed estate.
Elisha Anderson, Sr., after the death of his third wife,
married a Miss Womble, who bore him one daughter, Virginia
P. After Elisha’s death his widow married a Mr. Danforth
and spent her later years in Alabama. Virginia first married
Dr. Edward Hughes, brother of Judge William W. Hughes,
and son of Capt. Henry Hughes, who served as an officer
through the Revolutionary War. Capt. FTughes belonged to
the order of the Cincinnati, organized by the American of-
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inFebruary, 1785, he had not completed his fifteenth year, and
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make the acquaintance of her neighbors, time to sit up at
night by the light of a tallow candle during her courting days,
time to consider Edmund’s proposal and time to “make her
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within what is now Hephzibah. During his residence in the
country he was known as the political boss of his district,
dictating to his neighbors what they should eat, what they
should drink, and how they should vote.
Absalom Rhodes was twice married, but of the identity of
his first wife, I have no information. One son was born of
this marriage Absalom Rhodes, Jr., who though dying in
1820, when only twenty-nine years of age seems to have been
a man of some prominence as his name occurs frequently on
the records of the old inferior court in some official way. His
grave lies in the old Edmund Murphey burying ground.
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After the death of his first wife, Absalom, Sr., married
Mary Barton, who belonged to a prominent ante-Revolution-
ary family of this county. Whlloughby Barton was a Revolu-
tionary soldier, and was granted a section of land in this coun-
ty between 1785 and 1788. Dr. Willoughby Barton of Jeffer-
son county, informs me that his ancient namesake was a noted
Indian fighter and at one time commanded a brigade of troops
under Andrew Jackson. Mary, wife of Absalom Rhodes, was
probably his daughter or otherwise nearly related to him. She
was born in 1773, married in 1796, and died in 1825, having
borne to Absalom two sons, Aaron and John A., and five
daughters, Elizabeth, Nancy, Mary, Lavinia, and Caroline.
In addition to the children named there were born to
Absalom Rhodes by his marriage with Mary Barton three
others, who died in infancy or early childhood, viz : Maria in
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Whitney H., who married Rebecca Rheney; Aaron, who mar-
ried Anna Coursey; Absalom, who married Frances Cogle,
and Seaborn, who died in later boyhood unmarried. Of these
children four now survive :Andrew, Augusta, Ga. John H.,
;
John A. died Jan. i8, 1897, having rounded out almost an even
century of existence. Aaron, son of Absalom, married Eliza-
beth^ Beale and had one son, Charles A., who lost a leg in
Confederate service, and died in Augusta some years ago.
Nancy Barton, daughter of Absalom and Mary, was born
Feb. 22, 1809; married Rev. Elliot B. Loyless, Oct, 27, 1829,
and died in Dawson, Ga., Aug. ii,'i887. There were born to
Nancy and Rev. Elliot B. eleven children, as follows: Mary
C. M. (Sanders), born Nov. 16, 1830, and died Sept. 12, 1869;
Sarah Lavinia, born March 7, 1832, and died Aug. 15, 1832;
Ann Elizabeth (Cheatham), born May 3, 1833, and died May
5, 1869; Martha Jane (Sanders), born Aug. 7, 1835, and died
March 19, 1888; Henry Melville, born Nov. 9, 1837, married
'Mollie Wooding, and died Jan. 3, 1876; James Elliot, born
Oct. 6. 1839, married Lizzie Williams, and died Nov. ii, 1861
Lucy Hinton, born Aug. 16, 1842, and died Sept. 27, 1843 i
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LEWIS B. RHODES.
Lewis B., son of John, was born March 10,1778. Where
this event occurred, whether ''mostly” Richmond or
in
“mostly” in some other county, who John was, where he came
from or where he went to, either in this world or the next, I
am not advised. x\s Johns of the Rhodes name were not as
common as John Smiths and as there is only one of the name
mentioned by George Smith in his "Story of Georgia and Her
People,” it is probable that Lewis was a son of this Revolu-
tionary John, who seems to have been a cousin of x\aron, Absa-
lom and Nancy. The first authentic information I have been
able to gather of Lewis after the incident of his birth is that
he married Mary White, Feb. 5, 1810. Some years after his
marriage he^ bought 'from some Stringfellow, Mhlliam prob-
ably, what has been known for so many years as the old A. W.
Rhodes home in Hephzibah. Here were born to him the fol-
lowing children: John R., who married Araminty Haynie.
Absalom W., who married Susan C. White, Thomas R., who
married Maria Watson and afterwards Sarah A. Pardue, Val
W. Rhodes, who married Mary G. Fox and' afterwards ^lar-
garet M. Jones, Mary B., who married W. W. AValker, Tilman
W., who married Sarah R. Wolfe, James William, Lewis Allen,
Lewis Bobo, AVilliam Peyton and Hiram James. I find from
entries in the old Lewis Rhodes Bible that in 1820 ^fatilda
Rhodes was married to Thomas Hatcher, and in 1821 Merne-
mia Rhodes was married to Thomas Marshall Ligon,
Matilda and Mernemia were evidently daughters of John and
sisters of Lewis. I have no information as to the descendents
of John R., if any.
To .\bsdlom W. were born Robert L., James W., Harriet
(Byne) (Murrow), Martha (Kuhn), Charles J., Margaret and
Mary. Charles J. and FTarriet Murrow are living at Blythe.
Ga.. and Martha (Kuhn) in Texas. Fannie Wilder, daughter
of Robert L., lives in Atlanta, and a son of James W. in New
Jersey.
To Thomas R.. bv his first marriage were born ^farv
(Watson), George Crawford and Flenry A. Rhodes.
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The last named enlisted in Confederate service as a mem-
ber of the Richmond Hussars at the age of seventeen, and
was killed at .Barbee’s Cross Rhodes, Va., Nov. 5, 1862. By
his second marriage there came to Thomas R. three children,
Henry who died in boyhood, Sarah A. (Pardue) and Anne
May, who married W. C. Boykin, and who with her hus-
band and Harriet, Grace and Annie, her children, now live in
Augusta, the eldest Rhodes Boykin being engaged in the
lumber industry elsewhere. Thomas R. merchandised very
successfully for a long time in the store now occupied by
A. B. Saxon & Bro. The writer once served with him on the
Board of Jury Commissioners and recalls the following inci-
dent of that service. In our examination of the list, whose
fitness for jury service was to be considered and determined
by us, reached the name of a young man who in his
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physical makeup had developed some of the characteristics of
a dude. As his name was announced Thomas R. said: ‘‘Pass
him, he isn’t fit Pie always wears his coats
for jury duty.
either too long or too short,”and he was passed.
To Val W. Rhodes were born Thomas V. W., now living
in Texas, Wallace, who died in Atlanta, and Jennie, who mar-
ried Jno. W. Browm, local manager of the W. U. Telegraph
Co. Henry C. Brown, manager of the Interstate Cotton Oil
Co., in Augusta, and Annie B., wife of Mareen Duvall, District
Superintendent of the Postal Telegraph Co., are children of
John W. and Jennie Brown.
Hiram Rhodes, son of Thomas R., married in Jonesboro,
Ga., and his children are now living there.
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AARON RHODES.
I have not been able to fix definitely the year in which
Aaron, Absalom and Nancy Rhodes, and probably their
''Cousin John” came from North Carolina to Richmond county.
That they were here prior to Feb. lo, 1785, is evidenced by
the fact that on that date Nancy was married to Edmund
Murphey. During my school-boy days at the old Brothersville
Academy, my classmate Jasper Daniel at a Fritday afternoon
exercise in 1854, gave voice to his embryonic oratorical pow-
ers by declaiming Catiline’s oration to the Roman Senate.
At its conclusion Mr. Thos. H. Holleyman our teacher, said:
‘'Jasper, do you know who Catiline was?” "Yes, sir,” was the
prompt reply. "Well, who was he?” asked the teacher, and
Jasper ransacked his boyish brain, scanned the ceiling closely
and probably twitched with his nervous hands the periphery
of his bifurcated garment and then replied, “I was not per-
sonally acquainted with him. Sir.”
And so while Nancy in her infant years was often lullabied
into happy dreamland by the soothing strains of the old-
time ditty,
"Oh, Miss Nancy, don’t you cry.
For your sweetheart will come bime-by.”
Andwhile Edmund "bime-by” came it is hardly probable
that hiscoming involved a horseback ride to North Carolina
to marry a girl between whom and himself as between Jasper
and the old Roman Conspirator there had been no "personal
acquaintance.”
Making due allowance therefore for the probable duration
of Edmund’s courting days, which as a widower he would
scarcely have unduly extended, their migration must have oc-
curred as early as 1784, and possibly 1783. Some time after
their arrival Aaron located at what is now known as the War-
ren Place on the Washington road a few miles above Augusta.
Nancy Murphey was only seven years old in 1783, and
Aaron must have waited for her as long as Jacob did for
Rachel, for they were probably not married before 1797. Tw('>
children were born to Aaron and Nancy, a son William J.,
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wedded life was of short duration as he died in 1805. He was
probably buried on the X^'arren Place where he had lived, but
like Moses the J^rother of his ancient namesake, ‘‘No man
knoweth of his sepulcher to this day.” Plis son Wm. J., after
growing up to manhood made diligent effort to locate the
grave, but without success. Soon after the death of her hus-
band. Nancy Rhodes moved to a location near the present
site of the Albion Kaolin Co., and only a little way removed
from the house of her father Edmund Murphey. Her selection
of this location in such close proximity to what was known
for so m.any years as the- old “Chalk Bed” may possibly have
been influenced by the fact that it would enable her the more
easily to compel her offspring to “walk a chalk line.” Here
she. reared her children and here on a fall day in 1833 (Oct. 6)
she left them to take her. last sleep beneath the shadow of the
trees in the old ^lurphey burying ground.
About three years before her death her son, William
J. married Alartha, daughter of Robert Allen of “Allen plow”
and “plank gate” fame. Soon after his marriage he built the
home near Edie station so long occupied in later years by
Judge James Brandon, and now owned by i\Irs. Brandon, his
widow, ^^'il!ia^l J. lived at tin's home until 1828 or ’29. then
sold it and removed to what is now known as the Rhodes
Place on the Walker’s Bridge Road between Hephzibah and
Story’s Mill, where the remainder of his life was spent. To
William J. and his wife Martha, there came from Oct. 8, 1820,
to June I, 1843, twelve children, five of whom died in early
childhood. Martha Maria died in her twentieth year unmar-
ried. Lavinia Allen was married to Roberson Palmer, son of
Benjamin and grandson of George, who was a brother of
Jonathan of the “Calvinism Cure.” Evalina Amanda became
the wife of Rev. James Allen, an earnest and able ^lethodist
minister and a noted temperance evangelist. William W.
married iMary Ann Bostwick, scion of an old ante-Revolution-
ary family of this section. James W., like his kinsman, .\lex-
ander Murphey. unmindful of i\fr. Weller's advice, married
Pauline C. Allen, widow of Elisha A. Allen, Jr. Robert A. and
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Mary J. died unmarried in early manhood and womanhood
during an epidemic of typhoid fever that swept over this sec-
tion in the early months of i860.
Of William J.’s immediate family either by blood or mar-
riage only Pauline C., widow of James 'W., now survives.
For some years she has been a citizen of Hephzibah and re-
tains in large measure the charming grace of her early days.
I use the word “citizen” advisedly.
In ante-bellum days my father owned a slave whose name
was Jonas. He and his wife Mary were exceptionally good
negroes and remained on the plantation for a long time after
“freedom came out.” Finally they drifted away and chancing
to meet him one day I solicited his return to the old home. In
reply he said: “I would like to go back, ]\Ias’ \\*alter, but
Mary wants to go to Waynesboro. She has a great idea of
becoming a city-zen.”
Few men have lived in Richmond county, who were gifted
with a larger share of the sense that counts than \Villiam J.
Rhodes. His marked success in the administration of his own
affairs brought to him many fiduciary trusts. To the private
obligations as well as to the public duties that fell to him as
Justice of the Inferior Court and as Representative of Rich-
mond County in the General x\ssembly he always brought
eminent skill and faithfulness.
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Walker’s Bridge and Louisville Roads directly through what
is now the town of Hephzibah. The home of Judge William
J. Rhodes, who was an ardent Whig supporter of Mr. Clay,
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said ^T would rather he right than President.”
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I order to be in good form and unimpaired voice for his Augusta
f speech had exacted a pledge frorri his attendants that his trip
should be absolutely unadorned by any oratorical frills. The
I carriage halted in front of the Rhodes home, Mr. Clay alighted,
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, confronted by a young man with raven locks and flashing eyes,
[ whose clarion voice broke the silence of the mid-day air.
“Hail, Sage of Ashland, hail immortal Harry of the West.”
And on and on the torrent of unwelcome welcome poured like
a young Vesuvius on Mr. Clay’s unwilling ears. If the wearied
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guest had been asked to “stand and deliver” he could not have
been more astonished, and the mobile lips that oft had swayed
a listening senate at their will were voicing only mild and
gentle protests at this unexpected number on the program.
Col. A. C. Walker, who was an eye witness of the scene,
gave me the incident long years ago and I do not now recall
whether Dr. Carswell exhausted his pent up eloquence or
whether Mr. Clay’s manifest annoyance caused a large measure
of it to lie upon his gifted lips unborn. The Dr. was evidently
unadvised as to Mr. Clay’s expressed desire. He entertained
me often with memories of the past but on this particular
episode of his long and useful life, his tongue was silent and
his lips were mute.
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Henry Clay at the
After writing up the reception given to
home of Judge Wm.
Rhodes, there came to me a natural
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desire to learn from some old time resident something of the
great Kentuckian’s address in Augusta on the following day.
Chancing to meet my old friend Hal Moore, he said: ‘'See
A. M. McMurphey, he heard the speech I know, for I heard
him say so.” The ’phone was brought into requisition, but I
found that the memory of my friend Hal had slipped a cog, for
Mr. McMurphey was in Abbeville, S. C., at school at the time
of Mr. Clay’s visit. I then attempted to interview over the
it? And Judge Warren, laying his hand on his manly breast
and making their guest his blandest bow, replied, “That, Mr.
Clay, is the home of the subscriber.”
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I had still another friend, a very dear friend, whose life
has long since passed the Psalmist’s limit, and yet upon whose
sunset years no shadows seem to rest. I found him in the
cozy corner of an upper porch in the home to which he had
been long confined, and for an hour and more he entertained
me with charming memories of the past. He told me of his
friendly association with A. B. Longstreet and William T.
Thompson when in ‘‘Georgia Scenes” and “Major Jones’ Court-
ship,” they were making Georgia humor classic of Judge ;
to dra\y her will of his mild protest based upon the fact that
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know it.”
and then I asked him: “Did you hear Henry Clay in 1844?”
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“Oh, yes,” he said. “I was standing only twenty feet away
when he spoke. He reached Augusta just before the hour,
drove directly to the court house and alighted looking hot and
dusty and tired, for it was a scorching summer day. Retiring
to one of the court house rooms for only a few moments to re-
move the dust of his morning travel he came out fresh, tall,
erect,with his hair thrown back and looking every inch of his
more than six feet of sturdy and wiry physical manhood. For
an hour or more he charmed the audience with a magnificent
address. I can never forget the easy grace of his manner, the
flashing glance of his eagle eye nor the silver tones of his
ringiiig and rythmical voice. He was entertained during his
stay in Augusta by Mrs. Emily Tubman, who had been his
ward during her girlhood days in Kentucky.”
As my friend thus talked in glowing terms of Henry Clay,
words of the great commoner that had lingered in my mem-
ory for nearly 50 years came back to me and I could picture
him as he stood on the floor of the National Senate with his
right hand raised in forceful and yet graceful poise, while
from his gifted lips there fell these trenchant and defiant
words: “I stand here today erect and unbroken, unawed and
unsubdued and ever ready to denounce the pernicious meas-
ures of this administration and ever ready to denounce this
their legitimate offspring, the most pernicious of them all.”
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AARON RHODES— Resumed.
If Aaron Rhodes were to rise from his ancient grave and
walk the earth again and were to meet what I have written
above, in the public road he would scarcely recognize or accept
it as a part of his family history without identification at the
hands of my who is kind enough to act as my
friend Steed,
literary sponsor and endorses without question and without
mental reservation every emanation of my homely pen. If it
were possible for the contingency named above to occur, my
friend Phuny recaljing his ancient familiarity with the Latin
tongue would probably explain that while Henry Clay and
Daniel Webster, Judge Longstreet, and Charles J. Jenkins,
Andrew J. and Judge Warren were probably not re-
^liller
lated to the Rhodes tribe by ties of blood, their incorporation
into these records may properly and legitimately be assigned
to what the legal fraternity would term the “res gestae” of this
story and as my friends rulings are always ex cathedra in lit-
erary matters, it would have to go at that if it went at all.
And now it seems a long call from the empyrean heights
through which Clay and Webster soared down to the gastro-
nomic plane where yellow-legged chickens scratch and crow
and have their short-lived being and yet the exigences of my
story seem to require that I should take the call. Filed away
in the brain cells of my memory long years ago, there is an
incident in which Judge William Rhodes and one of 'his inti-
J.
mate friends were the dramatis personae and the judge’s home
furnished the scenery for the play. It might perhaps be ap-
propriately termed, “Larcency from the Lane.”
Capt. William S. C. Morris has been already referred to in
these records as having married Susan, daughter of Isaac
Walker and sister of Dr. James B. Walker, of Augusta. He
was an old-time southern gentleman, in partial evidence of
which it may be stated that when he had raised a company
known as the Poythress’ Volunteers for Confederate service in
’6ihe went to the firing line wearing a silk beaver hat, carrying
an umbrella and though assigned to the infantry department of
Cobb’s Legion, carrying along for his own use his favorite
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During my boyhood
days Saturday was always “mill day”
at the old homestead. day occurred during the week
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it was utilized in shelling from the glistening ears that lay
heaped in the old log crib the usual “turn” of corn, and on
Saturday Peter or Joe or Alfred or Henry or old “Uncle
Moosher,” whose name I have never learned to spell, would I
take it over to the old Rhodes mill, where, under the skilful .
into the softest and whitest and purest of meal. And then i
the cavernous pot that hung from the crane, or in old time
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time mill, that furnished for me the stafi: of life for nearly
fort}^ years.
Nestled away shaded cove, not far away from our
in a
little town, there is whose limpid waters
a gurgling spring,
form the source of Grindstone Branch. Aeons and aeons ago,
when the world was young, it began its babbling life and
trickling and gliding through sunny valleys, whose spring
time air was laden with the fragrant breath of bay and jasmine
and honeysuckle, it passed on its maiden path a mammoth
boulder from whose granite heart long years later, grindstones
and gravestones and millstones were chiseled into form,. giving
the stream its peculiar christening. It had rambled but a
little way from its bubbling home when there came to meet it
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Reluctant each to travel alone the long journey that lay
before them, they agreed to wed and as their fates were joined
a tinyrainbow that spanned the rim of a gleaming bubble
formed the marriage ring while the silver throat of a mocking
bird caroled their wedding march and the soft brown eyes of a
startled fawn witnessed their plighted troth. For ages and
ages their mingled waters rippled and sang and gurgled and
foamvd on their winding way to their far away ocean home.
Through the tangled thickets that lined their shores the In-
dian hunter pursued his game or at eventide on its shaded
banks he fished in its eddying pools.
But the years went by and the “Pale Face” came and he said
to the Brother in Red, as Greely said at a later day, “Go West,
young man, go West.” And he went, but the streamlet rippled
on with never a thought of a rumbling mill or a dam to bar its
flow.
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was probably suggested by the appearance of her “Souvenirs
and may have been based upon an extended visit
of Travel/’
made during her girlhood to the home of her relative Mrs.
Freeman W’alker. Madame Levert was the grand-daughter
of George Walker, her father having married his daughter
Sallie, thus giving her close relationship to both Freeman
Walker ahd his wife Mary. Though dying at the compara-
tively early age of forty-seven Freeman Walker filled large
space in the professional and official life of his day. Many
times a representative of Richmond county in the General
Assembly and four times ^layor of Augusta he was chosen
in 1819 to succeed John Forsyth as U. S. Senator from Geor-
gia, but after two years’ service he resigned to resume his
law practice. His distinguished friend Richard Henry Wilde
speaks of him as a man of engaging personal appearance, bril-
liant talents, a graceful and fluent speaker with a vein of
pleasing humor in his mental make-up, but above and beyond
these and more than these as a man of gentle, generous heart
in whom the milk of human kindness never curdled, as the fol-
lowing incidents that have come to me at various times and
with no purpose of their being used in these or any other rec-
ords will serve to show. In the early years of the 19th cen-
tury a young Virginian came to Richmond county looking for
employment and a home. The school at Mont Enon had re-
cently been established and he was chosen as its teacher.
Freeman Walker met him and was favorably impressed
with his character and talent, and urged him to abandon the
school room and enter his office as a law student, offering to
give him the benefit of his own experience and legal learning.
He accepted the offer, was admitted to the bar, won success
as a lawyer, filled the bench of the Superior Court for a longer
term perhaps than any other occupant in all its history and I
am sure no man in all the State has worn judicial ermine more
ably or more honorably or held the scales of justice with more
impartial hand than William W. Holt.
One day a client from one of the country districts came to
Alajor Walker’s office to ask advice about the drawing of a
will. A little boy was with him and his brightness so attracted
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the genial lawyer that he offered to take him in his office and
aid him in securing an education. The
was accepted and offer
the aid extended. The boy grew up under Major Walker’s
guidance, studied law in his office and in time became United
States Senator and the efficient and honorable head of one of
the largest corporations in Georgia.
To Major Walker’s country home there came one even-
ing an impecunious pioneer preacher, who asked accommoda-
tions for the night. He was kindly invited in for the Major
always kept an open house. The preacher was riding a regular
Rosinante, rawboned and probably old enough to vote. When
ready to resume his journey on the following day, Major
W'alker called one of his servants and naming one of his
favorite horses, said “Put the preacher’s saddle on that horse
:
the special butt of his jokes. The genial victim bore it until
forbearance ceased to be a virtue and then rising in his wrath
he seized a chair and advanced upon the Judge with the evi-
dent intention of acting as chairman of the meeting and of
giving to his antagonist “the floor” but not in the usual parlia-
mentary way. Judge Dooly grasped a carving knife from the
table and rose to defend himself when one of the guests seized
Major Walker, while, three encircled the Judge to stay the
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threatened trouble.Judge Dooly turned to the barricade that
“Two of you go and hold Major Walker,
invested him and said,
one man can hold me.” The remark created a laugh in which
the Major was forced to join, the war-clouds were lifted and
“peace reigned again in Warsaw.” The following story is
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the of iGen. Val. Walker, brother of Freeman may not be
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country precincts on electioneering purpose bent and taking
with them a bottle whose contents were to be used as a snake
bite remedy or a political persuader as occasion might require.
Reaching the ground they tackled an old- time resident of
Pinetucky who had been a uniform supporter of Gen. Walker.
Argument proving unavailing they reinforced it with a draught
from the bottle, but the Pinetucky voter after partaking of their
liquid hospitality said, ‘‘I am not ready to vote yit.’' At sun-
dry and divers times they repeated the dose but with the same
result. Finally the bottle was exhausted and they urged him
to deposit his ballot. “No,’' he said, “I want another drink.”
“We’re sorry but the supply is exhausted.”
“Oh, I can’t vote for your man, my man’s jug never gives
out.” Sherwood’s Gazetter of Georgia says that Gen. Walker
was like his three brothers a lawyer, but if so, as Col. Charles
E. Nisbet, son of Judge Eugenius A. once said of himself, he
was probably not “one to hurt.” He lived near Belleville
Factory, the site for that manufacturing plant having been sold
by him to George Schley and others, who were its projectors
and owners.
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this action he was promoted to first lieutenant. After his
recovery he served with his regiment until the close of the
Indian troubles in Florida in 1842. In 1845 he was made
captain and served with distinction through the Mexican war,
being twice promoted for heroic conduct in battle. In the
charge on the stone fortress of Molino del Rey, September 8,
1847, and while leading his regiment, he received a desperate
wound, which confined him to his bed for a year. In 1847
the State of Georgia presented him with a handsome sword for
meritorious service in the Florida and Mexican wars. From
1854 to 1856 he was commandant of the military academy at
West Point with the rank of colonel, and was later assigned by
Jefferson Davis, then secretary of war, to duty in Oregon.
In i860 he resigned his commission and threw himself
body and soul into the Confederate cause, serving as brigade
commander in Virginia, and on the coast of Georgia and
Florida, and later as Major General in Mississippi under John-
ston, and from Chickamauga to Atlanta with the Army of
Tennessee, giving always brilliant and daring service. As a
soldier he seemed not only absolutely indifferent to danger,
but rather to court its presence. Gen. W. L. Cabell in recalling
his association with Gen. Walker in the ’6o’s said that the
breath of battle always brought an unusual glitter to his eye,
and that he thought him the bravest man he had ever known.
On the morning of July 22, 1864, as Hardee’s corps was be-
ginning its attack upon the Union left, Gen. Walker rode to
an exposed position in front of his division to see that the lines
were in proper form, and a cruel minnie from the enemy’s
vidette line ended his brave, historic life. A hero of three wars,
Ifeel assured no battle soil on God’s green earth in all the ages
was ever stained by braver or by nobler blood than William
Henry Walker’s.
And now I cannot close this brief, imperfect notice of
Gen. Walker more fittingly than in the words of one, who was
the fittest of all men living or dead to utter then fittest be-
:
cause for a year and more before his leader’s death he was a
trusted and honored methber of Gen. Walker’s immediate
own brilliant courage and
military family; fittest because his
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which he fought, best quali-
soldierly devotion to the cause for
him to speak of one, whose life from boyhood to the grave
fied
was marked by infinite courage and devotion, fittest because
in the purity and sweetness of the limpid English that falls
from his gifted lips no human tongue excels him.
They are words spoken by Hon. Jos. B. Gumming at the
unveiling of the monument reared to iGen. Walker on soil made
sacred by, his hero blood: “What can any feeble word of mine
add to the facts of his honorable life and glorious death? If
I tell you that he was the bravest of the brave, the soul of
all I have said and to what his life and death have eloquently
proclaimed, that of all things under the vault of heaven, for
nothing, not even whistling bullet, nor shrieking cannon ball,
nor bursting shell, nor gleaming bayonet had he any fear for —
nothing save failure to obey to the letter and to do his soldierly
duty to the uttermost.”
“Lifting our eyes from this span of human life and regard-
ing the ages which will roll over this imperishable monument,
what a gainer he was by which we are commemorat-
the day
ing! On what of life may have re-
that day he exchanged for
mained to him in the order of nature, filled as it might well
have been with sorrows and trials and disappointments, and
which in any event would have terminated long before this
—
morning on that day he exchanged for that fragment of
mortal life the everlasting fame, which this monument will
make perpetual.
“We therefore salute thee, thou stately shade, who we fain
would believe dost move invisible across this scene ;
we salute
thee not only with honor, but with felicitations, thou brave
and gallent soldier, thou true and knightly gentleman, thou
of the generous heart, thou of the dauntless spirit, who didst
fall on this spot, which we can only mark, but thou didst con-
secrate.”
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John D. Walker lacked the military training of his older
brother, but he shared in fullmeasure his courage and military
spirit. Enlisting at the age of 21 for service in the Mexican
war, he participated in all the engagements fought by Scott’s
invading column until the battle of Churubusco, Aug. 20, 1847,
in which he was severely wounded in both legs. The surgeon
decided on amputation for both wounds, but the. knife was
stayed by the imperial will of the older brother, and John
recovered, though not in time to rejoin his regiment before the
end of the war, in February, 1848.
In 1853 the United States were at peace with the whole
world and the rest of m^ankind. Gen. William Walker, a native
of Nashville, Tenn., graduate in law and medicine and a
journalist in New Orleans and San Francisco, not related in
auy way to the Walker family now under consideration and
yet bearing in his blood and temperament the fondness of the
general Walker tribe for military life, decided to inaugurate a
little war of his own. Organizing a small body of troops he
made a descent upon La Plaza, Lower California, with the in-
tention of conquering the State of Sonora, in Northern Mexico,
but the effort came to grief. In 1855 he organized another fili-
bustering expedition against Nicaragua. Landing in that
Central American republic with 62 men he enlisted a number
of malcontents and in his second engagement completely
routed the government forces, compelling them to accept him
as an ally with the rank of Commander-in-chief of the com-
bined army. In a war with Costa
Rica, which occurred soon
afterward, he defeated the Costa Ricans and secured his own
election as president of Nicaragua. His autocratic methods in
this position brought about disaffection among the people, the
army revolted and he was forced to leave the country. He
organized several similar expeditions and in the last against
Honduras he was captured by a British vessel, turned over to
the Honduras authorities, courtmartialed and shot to death at
Truxillo. After his return from Nicaragua he visited Augusta
and during his stay my father and one of his neighbors. Judge
John W. Carswell, called to see him. He was referred to by
the press as “the grey-eyed man of destiny” but was a very
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mild mannered personage, his appearance giving no indication
of his adventurous and danger-loving spirit. If he had waited
a few years his genius for war would have found ample play
in a much broader field.
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your life.” “No,” said the Major, “I have had a hard time
getting through the world with two legs and I don't think T
could manage it with one.” Gangrene set in and his gallant
life went out near the historic battle field through whose
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for a time near the minister'shome, his remains, some months
later,were brought to Georgia and laid away in the family
burying ground near the Arsenal.
In addition to the heroic record left by Freeman Walker’s
soldier sons. the_military spirit of the family is further repre-
sented in the service of a grandson, Dr. Freeman Valentine
Walker, as U. S. Army Surgeon, and two great grandsons,
Hugh McLean Walker, now naval officer on the battleship
Maine, and Fred Walker, now on duty with the 26th U. S.
Artillery in the Philippines.
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Jr,, now living in this county. Dr. Freeman Valentine at
Bluffton, S. C. Mary Cresswell (Schley) Savannah, Ga., and
Hannah who died some years ago in New York. There were
several others who died in childhood.
Anna Eliza (Johnston) had no children and Sarah Wyatt
(Johnston) only one, Rev. W. E. Johnston Augusta, Ga.
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CHARLES AND EDWARD BURCH.
Just beyond the limits of our town, near the waters of
Little Spirit Creek, and only a little way removed from the
old Malone place, now occupied by Judge Matt Kelly, there
has stood for a hundred years or more, a cluster of ancient
oaks that mark the site of the old-time home of Charles and
Edward Burch. They were sons of an early immigrant, who
came to Georgia about 1740. Charles and Edward received
from King George a grant of a tract of land, bounded by the
waters of Big Spirit Creek and by the Savannah and Louisville
roads. But this evidence of royal favor did not prevent them
from joining the Revolutionary forces that had rebelled against
the English King. Both their names appear on the pay roll of
the *' Burke Co. Rangers,” commanded by Capt. Patrick Carr,
of Jefferson county in 1782. A descendant of Charles has
given me Edward’s military service
the following incident of :
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THOMAS HILL.
During my boyhood days the waters of Little Spirit Creek
that finds its source in our town and borders the lands of my
father’s old homestead, formed the scene of my early piscato-
rial experiences. On many a Saturday, when school duties
were suspended, I endeavored with alluring bait and with
varying success to entice mudcat and red-breasted perch from
the depths of its eddying pools. At one point on its shaded
banks there were the remnants of what was known as the
“Old Tom Hill Mill.” There was an old dam by the mill
site, but there was no mill by —
a long sight. It had vanished
with the vanishing years. There was a tradition that in one
of the earlier years of the last century a cyclone had passed
over this immediate section and in its unmeasured wrath this
demon of the air had swept this old mill, or the old Mc^Manus
mill, half a mile below, or both of them, from the face of the
earth.
The only personal information that I have of Thomas
Hill’s milling operations is a story that came to me fifty years
ago and more, and whose authenticity I have no reason to
doubt. A patron of the mill became impressed with the idea
that Thomas was tolling his corn more heavily than the law or
established custom warranted and to prevent this excessive
levy he accompanied the corn on the next mill day. Thomas
suspected the purpose of his visit, and after emptying the
sack into the hopper and taking out only legitimate toll he
entertained his patron by giving him an exhibition of the
diving proficiency of the fat porkers that roamed around the
mill. Taking corn from the hopper and not from the toll barrel
he threw it into the mill race and the hogs would dive into the
limpid water to secure the glistening grain. His evident pur-
pose was to convince his patron that any little shortage in his
meal sack was due to his indulgence in this innocent enter-
.
tainment.
Thomas Hill lived at the home afterwards owned by Eli-
sha Anderson, Jr., and later by Col. Edmund Gresham. The
B.
old house was standing in my boyhood and was replaced by
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ari IJol aifimili:3 al 5tn> ^rtirisl bns laqqori aril olni riasa
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aril lo noiliriirixa ns mill yd noilsq elrf baniclialna
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bnsd Itol aril mo*ri i<m birs laqqori aril moii nToa ^nirisT .Him
aril oini avib bliiow s^ori aril bns aasi Ilrra aril olni )t wnril ari
-inq inabiva eiH .nisi^ ^ninaleil^ aril oiuooz ol lalsw biqmil
siri ni a^gsliorie alllil x«i^ noilsq «irf aanivnoa ol esw aaoq
-laina Inaoonnl sirfl ni aana^ltibnl «iri ol aub asw riass Uam
I AnomniMt
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now owned and occupied by
Col. GreshaTTi with the resitbence
Edward E. Cadle. The old mill was rebuilt and utilized for
many years by S. B. Cadle.
If Thomas left any descendants, I am not aware of it.
This community has numbered among its assets many hills,
long hills and short hills, steep hills and hills of moderate
grade, but no human Hill, save Thomas. During my boyhood
. hisname was only a memory, and Thomas Hill had probably
gone the way of all the earth, but whether his last long journey
was made up hill or down hill, I do not know.
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EARLY RELIGIOUS DEVELOPMENT
LIBERTY CHURCH.
The early settlement of this section, as of probably every
other section in the State, was followed by the erection of a
rude log church to supply itsmoral and religious needs. At
what date and on what site was the first house of worship built
in this community? Just a hundred and seventeen years ago
Francis Asbury, a primitive Bishop of the Methodist Church
made an entry in his diary that will probably lead us to a
correct solution of this question. This record- states that after
crossing the Savannah at Augusta in 1790 the Bishop rode in
a South Westerly direction to the S. C. Church in Richmond
County. Rev. Geo. G. Smith referring to this incident in his
History of Georgia Methodism says that this church must have
been located near Brothersville. In further reference to the
title of the church, he says that in later years a church was
built not far away from this community and named for old
father Samuel Clark and that the S. C. Church was probably
named for an older Samuel Clark. All this I do not steadfastly
believe. My friend George like other historians falls some-
times into error and in this particular case his mental ma-
chinery has evidently slipped a cog. Clark’s Chapel, to which
he refers was built in 1847 largely through the efforts of my
grandfather, Charles Clark, and was named for him. My
father Samuel B. Clark was born in 1812, twenty-two years
after Asbury preached at the S. C. Church. If there was an
“older Samuel Clark” in this community my researches among
colonialand other records have failed to unearth him. What
then and where then was this S. C. Church? In one of the
early years following the Revolutionary War a tribe of Collin.s
brothers and probably sisters made their advent in this section.
There were Moses, the great grandfather of my friend Moses
Collins Murphey of Augusta, Lewis the ancester of the late
Lewis R. Collins, Samuel, Stephen and possibly others. One
of these brothers Samuel or Stephen cut the first log that went
into the original church building that stood on the site of
what is now^ Liberty Church and is buried not far away from
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corn was probably stolen but the records do not show that
fact. On another occasion in those early days a brother rose
in his place and after confessing sorrow and repentance for
'‘coming in contact” with a neighbor he was forgiven and
restored to fellowship. In 1828 a committee was appointed “to
visit a beloved sister and stir her up.” The doctrine of
apostacy was not a tenet of the Hopeful creed and yet the
records for the year 1828 show that while they did not believe
in “falling from grace” they did believe in the falling of Grace,
a member bearing that name having been excommunicated
for some alleged moral obliquity.
Rev. Elisha Perryman, a noted Baptist minister of the
old days, while never a pastor of Hopeful held membership
his
there for a time and aided the church in many ways in its
religious work. He was a plain blunt mian of limited education,
very plain speech and some eccentricities. My father was his
physician and at one time was instrumental in curing him of
a very serious malady, making, in view of his ministerial call-
ing no charge for the service. Meeting my father after his
recovery he said: “Dr. I am going to spread your fame from
Dan to Beersheba.” Some months later an itinerant corps of
musicians opened up in the community a kindergarten school
of music and my father allowed my brother and myself to
matriculate in the violin class. came to the preacher’s
This fact
knowledge and my father’s fame, so far as it rested upon Mr.
Perryman’s effort for its extension, failed to reach either Dan
or Beersheba. In Mr. P.’s eyes a man who would allow his
boys to play on the fiddle was anathema maranatha, fit material
for the worm that dieth not and the fire that is not quenched.
Many stories were told during my boyhood of Mr. Perryman’s
peculiarities and some of them may be worthy of a place in
these records. Col. A. C. Walker once gave me the following
incident. Mr. P. had preached on the sin of Sabbath breaking
and in the course of his discourse had given many instances of
what he conceived to be temporal judgments visited upon of-
fenders for violating the sanctity of the Lord’s Day. One of
his ministerial brethren sat in the pulpit to close the service
and when the sermon was ended he rose to make a few ad-
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goose, you don’t know what you are talking about,” and the
brother’s fervid exhortation ended without an encore.
My genial friend, Brad Merry, whose retentive memory is
as full of stories as the proverbial egg is of meat, has recently
given me the following: Mr. Perryman on one of his preach-
ing tours spent a night at the home of Judge Edmund Palmer,
who has already been named in these memories. The Judge
was not a pronounced believer in race suicide having been
blessed, as Bill Arp once said of himself, with “a numerous
and interesting ofiFspring.” In the opening prayer preceding
the sermon on the following day Mr. Perryman told the Lord
how kindly he had been entertained by his hospitable friend
Judge Palmer and then added : “And now Lord let thy bless-
ings rest upon the Judge and his wife and their long train of
children.” Mrs. Palmer was an auditor that day and however
impressive the sermon may have been she was hardly edified
by the personal allusion in the prayer.
My good friend W. J. Steed, whose constant kindness and
unselfish friendship have blessed my life so many years has
been to me always a veritable Samaritan, never passing by
on the other side when a story from his prolific mental store-
house would fill my needs. He stands sponsor for thv fol-
lowing incident. Mr. Perryman had closed a successful pro-
tracted srvice in Lincoln County and was burying in a liquid
grave the fruits of his labors. Baptisteries were not in vogue
in that section at that day and the waters of a nearby stream
8c;
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I was under there just now.” Whether the protest was effec-
tual the recordsdo not show.
The Mr. Perryman’s life were spent in this
later years of
community. Pie died during my boyhood and the funeral ser-
vices were conducted by Rev. Jonathan Huff under an agree-
ment of long standing between them, that whichever survived
should render this loving service for his dead friend and co-
laborer.
Mr. Huff lived in Warren County, but served Hopeful
church as its pastor from 1828 to 1836. The following incident
in his ministerial life has no connection with this church, but
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plied : “Look up that tree about fifty
and then ten feet to
feet
the right and you will see the hawk on a nest in the
sitting
fork of the limb.” Mr. Huff and the deacons looked and looked,
but neither nest nor hawk could they see. “What” said Mr.
Whittaker, “Can’t see the hawk? Why I can see his eyes.”
They shifted their position and strained their eyes, but with no
better success. “Well I’ll show him to you,” and drawing a
careful bead he fired. As the smoke cleared away the hawk
fell to the ground with a dull thud. An examination of the
game showed that the ball had passed through the head going
in at one eye and coming out at the other. The journey was
resumed in a silence that was a little oppressive both to Mr.
Huflf and his deacons. They had gone but a little way when
the preacher stopped and said, “Brother Whittaker, I have
heard so many miraculous stories of your marksmanship with
your rifle that I could not believe them and I thought they
were injuring the church and I had brought these brethren
with me to aid me in the effort to induce you to bring these
stories down to the limit of credibility, but since you have
killed that hawk by shooting him through the eyes when I
couldn’t even see the nest I’ve got enough and I’m going home.
Good-bye, Brother Whittaker.”
The argumentum ad hawkem had done the work. The
committee de inquirende adjourned sine die without the bene-
diction, and “Brother Whittaker’s” tongue was left to wag
from that day on ad libitum et ad infinitum.
I once told the story to a friend, who knew the hero, and
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tor he began his religious life at its altars and in his earnest
and effective ministration for other churches in the Hephzibah
Association, he was instrumental in bringing into their com-
munion nearly a thousand members.
The church building at Hopeful erected in 1851 at the
cost of $5,000, and by a membership numbering only sixty
five, still stands as a center of religious influence and a lasting
monument to the Christian liberality and zeal of its old time
congregation.
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sermon or the mellowness of the old-time songs banished from
memory of his morning ride. The service
his brain cells all
ended, he tramped his way homeward leaving his faithful
horse to wonder in his equine way if the pulpit deliverance
would never end.
The last vestige of old “New Hope” has long since van-
ished into airy nothingness and no one now perhaps could
mark unerringly where once its hallowed altars stood,
the spot
and yet just seventy years ago its rough hewn walls were
echoing in rhythmic melody the charming eloquence that
came unbidden from the gifted lips of saintly George F. Pierce
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RICHMOND CAMP GROUND.
The and zeal of the early days found full
religious faith
and fit expression in the freedom and fervor of the old camp-
meeting service. Leaving behind them for a time their daily
toil and care these old time ]\Iethodists went out into the open
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listening? Are you listening?” And then said Mr. Pierce “He
gave voice to one of the most powerful prayers I ever heard
from human lips.”
After Mr. Knight’s maiden sermon at Richmond Camp-
meeting 'George F. Pierce, whether as Presiding Elder or
Bishop was one of his strongest friends and advisers. As they
talked one day the Bishop said to him, “John, you are a good
preacher, but you get off the track sometimes. You start up
the creek all right, but you wander off into some shallow
branch where there are no fish at all.” “I guess you are right
Bishop,” Mr. Knight replied, “and the next time you are in the
pulpit with me and I get into one of those branches, I wish
you would give my coat tail a twitch and Pll get back into deep
water again.” Not many weeks afterward the Bishop chanced
to attend one of his friend’s appointments and sat in the pulpit
to close the service. In the course of the sermon the preacher
reached a point where in the estimation of the Bishop he had
struck the unfruitful shallowness of branch water and recalling
the request made he leaned forward and gave his brother’s coat
tail a gentle twitch. Mr. Knight recognized the signal and
turning his back to the audience he thundered with an imperial
sweep of the head, “Bishop you are wrong there. There are
fish up that creek and the biggest sort.” His hearers were
doubtless entertained if not edified by that unexpected and un-
explained number on the program and his ministerial bark
was allowed to glide on without interruption to its destined
haven.
James Knight, who died a year or two ago in Eatonton,
Dr.
Ga., was a son of “Uncle John,” and in his boyhood developed
some characteristics of the Munchausen type.
Seated at the breakfast table one morning he taxed the
credulity of the family by the statement that he had just seen
a million rats down at the pond.
was his father’s custom in riding to his appointments to
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stop at homes by the wayside and hold prayer with the family.
On this particular morning after Jim’s breakfast deliverance, he
mounted his steed and halting at the first house on his route,
he said to the lady, who met him at the door, “Sister I have
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his knees he prayed for the family and the church and the
world generally, winding up his petition with this invocation,
“And now Lord forgive Jim Knight for that lie about them
rats this morning, and save us all in Heaven.”
On another occasion Rev. J. H. Echols was preaching
while Mr. Knight sat before him an interested listener. In the
elaboration of his theme the preacher was portraying the
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by my father, into the room to aid him in the search. On his
reappearance my mother asked if he had found them and he
replied, “No Mistiss, Mars Milton wouldn’t help me. He just
sot dar a snuffin.’’ Milton’s long and strenuous service as a
Confederate soldier culminating in the loss of a leg as he
bravely faced the bursting shells to rescue a wounded comrade
at Spottsylvania and his twenty years or more of arduous self-
denying labor among the untamed Indians of the West have
brought him many weightier trials than that recited above,
but he has met them with a quiet fortitude and patience that
failed him in his boyish trouble on that campmeeting morning
in the long ago.
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until the strain and stress of war caused its suspension and it
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RICHMOND BATH AND THE OLD BATH CHURCH.
On New Year’s Day and the 23rd Vir-
in 1862, the First
ginia regiments with Ashby’s cavalry and other Confederate
troops started out from Winchester, Va., on a winter tramp
under Stonewall Jackson with the benevolent purpose of in-
ducing by moral suasion or otherwise, a certain Federal force
then trespassing on Virginia soil to return to their homes and
thenceforth and thereafter to “play in their own back yards.”
Col. William B. Taliaferro, who in the years that followed
won his spurs as a major general, was then commanding the
23rd Virginia. Riding by our regiment in one of the early
days of this January outing, he was saluted by one of its
members with the query:
“Where are the Yankees, colonel?”
“Up he replied, giving the
at a little place called Bath,”
name the modern and up-to-date pronunciation of “Barth.”
So, nestled away on the borders of old “Pinetucky” and
only a little way from our rustic* town, there has lain for a
hundred years or more “a little place called Bath,” or if the
“culchar” of the reader so prefers it, “Barth.”
In its early days it was known as the Richmond Baths,
but whether from any alleged medicinal virtue in the limpid
water that gushed and gurgled from one of its shaded vales,
this scribe is not prepared to say.
Bordering the ancient Indian trail that lay between Au-
gusta and Galphin’s trading post at Old Town, it was probably
in ante-railroad days a station on the old stage route that led
to Louisville.
When plans were being formulated to construct the Geor-
gia Railroad to Atlanta, some of its promoters suggested a
route that ran by Bath, but the old time residents made strenu-
ous objection. They did not want their rural quietude dis-
turbed by the smoke and snort of iron horses and another line
was chosen.
Through all its ante-bellum history, this little village was
the resort of wealthy planters from the adjoining county of
Burke. Cultivated and refined, with ample means and ample
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S. C. Morris, Rev. Joshua Key and Major Poythress, Samuel
and Gideon Dowse, Samuel and William Byne, Amos W. Wig-
gins and Thomas Nesbit, Commodore Nelson and last but not
least Quintillian Skrine, who as Senor Quinzimaniskrani and
with 'his conferes Senor Cartara, Senor Benneti, Senor Antonini
and Senor Portosi representing Dr. Carter, Major iBennett, Dr.
Anthony and Major Poythress formed the dramatis personae
in “The Conspirators,” a political drama written by Col. A. C.
Walker in the “forty-four, forty or fight” period of Southern
history.
All of these old homes kept open house, dispensing a
princely old time Southern hospitality to all who came. In
these latter days a girl of the period invites three or four friends
to her home days and the local reporter em-
for three or four
blazons it and biilliant house-party,”
in the press as a “large
but I am assured by one whose memory goes back to the old
Bath days that it was not unusual for her father to entertain
thirty guests, continuously for weeks and weeks at his old Bath
home.
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LOVE AND WAR, OR A BATH ROMANCE.
In the summer of ’6i the Confederate Government was
endeavoring with wholly inadequate force to hold the un-
friendly territory of West Virginia true to its allegiance to the
Southern cause.
In the army of occupation was the 21st Virginia regiment
holding as a component part of its organization' a splendid
company of Baltimore boys commanded by Capt. Lyle Clark.
Within its ranks there was a fairhaired lad within whose loyal
veins there flowed the blood of a Revolutionary sire, who had
not only signed Tom. Jeflferson’s historic paper, but had affixed
his signature in such a way as to leave no possible doubt as to
his identity if the effort of the colonies had come to grief.
In the mountain campaign that followed this boy soldier grew
sick and helpless and was forced to ask the kindly care of a
friendly mountaineer.
Afew days later there came to the home two Augusta
boys, membersof the Oglethorpe Infantry, ist Ga. regiment,
asking for a night’s shelter, and were assigned to the invalid’s
room. He had grown weak and despondent and thought that
his time had come. They cheered him as best they could and
one of them to divert his mind from his illness showed him a
picture of his Georgia sweetheart. It was the face of a typical
Southern girl with laughing eyes and mobile lips and a wealth
of soft brown hair. The night passed and the Augusta boys
hurried on to overtake their Command.
The sick boy was nursed back to health and rejoined his
comrades later.
In a life of more than sixty years I can recall few days in
which palmetto fans w'ere as absolutely useless as January 4th,
in ’62. If not the coldest I have ever known, as the rustic
witness said, it was certainly “tharabouts.”
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ing column and Capt. Clark’s crack company from “Maryland,
My Maryland,” marched by with faultless step and ringing,
rhythmic tread on their way to the front to open the engage-
ment on the skirmish line. During my service as a soldier I
came in contact with many military organizations from many
states, but with none that impressed me more by their soldierly
bearing and handsome looks than those grey clad boys from
Baltimore. With them tramped and fought that bitter winter
day the quondam invalid from the Western Virginia home,
but to my personal mental consciousness he was then an abso-
lutely unknown quantityin the algebra of life.
A year later die was sent to Port Gibson, Louisiana, on
some military mission that involved a stop over in Augusta
for a day or two enroute. There he chanced to meet a Virginia
army friend. Col. iMcLeod, of Emanuel county, and as they
chatted pleasantly, two blooming maidens passed them on the
street. “Colonel, those are mighty pretty girls,” said the young
soldier. “Yes, they are friends of mine. Would you like to
meet them?”
“Sure,” was the prompt response, and when the presenta-
tion was made, the face of one of the girls seemed strangely
familiar to him. “Were you ever in Maryland or Virginia?”
he asked.
“Never,” she replied:
“Well, I have certainly met you somewhere.”
“No, I guess not,” she answered. “You have simply met
some girl that resembled me a little.”
“No, it was your face and no other,” and then there came
back to him the memory of a sick bed among the \drginia
mountains in ’6i, of a chance meeting with two Augusta boys,
of a pictured face drawn from an army knapsack to cheer him
in his illness and the mystery was solved. He told her the
story, but she laughingly denied the soft impeachment and
asked him to accompany them on their visit to the old Doughty
home. He went and his stay in Augusta was possibly pro-
longed beyond the limit that military necessity absolutely re-
quired, but before it had ended he had secured from her a
promise that his letters would not go unanswered.
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And
then the weary, bloodstained years went by, but be-
fore “grim v'isaged war had smoothed his wrinkled front,” the
soft pine air of old time Bath was laden with the breath of
orange blossoms and in the spacious halls of one of its old
time mansions the bidden guests had gathered from far and
near to witness the plighted troth of ^laryland’s grey-clad sol-
dier and his bonnie Georgia bride. And now as I write these
lines on this January day in 1908, the genial face and manly
form of my long-time friend, Phil Carroll, lies at his Greene
street home smitten again by illness while she whose love has
blessed his life for all these years sits by his bedside to cheer
him with her real and not her- pictured face.
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JACOB WALKER, OR A SLAVE’S LOYALTY.
Some weeks ago I was able to secure some data in the
early history of the old Bath church from my friend Mrs. C.
A. Rowland, who in her girldhood worshipped at altars and
its
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As them
the meal progressed one of the officers tilting one of
on his fingercommented very favorably on its weight, and
evidently sterling quality. The cook heard the comment and
quietly making the circuit of the table she gathered them in
and hid them away.
Jacob’s young master, Willie Whitehead, joined the Burke
Sharp Shooters at the first call to arms in ’6i, and became the
ensign of the Second Ceorgia Regiment. On the bloody slope
of Malvern Hill he went down to death gallantly bearing the
regimental colors. Before leaving home he gave to Jacob as
a special mark of his affectionate regard a handsome set of
gold shirt studs carved or moulded in the form of a wolf’s
head. This cherished gift adorned Jacob’s homespun shirt
front on the occasion of Kilpatrick’s visit and while the raid-
ers were earnest advocates of “Free Silver,” silver that was
free to their pillaging hands, they were in no way averse to
the “double standard” when the occasion offered. The gleam
and glitter, that shone from the negro’s brawny breast attracted
the attention of one of the officers, and fingering the studs
with an itching palm, he said: “These are mighty pretty. I
want them.” And Jacob with the same innocent look in his
homely face, said, “Boss, dere ain’t no gold ’bout dese buttons.
I rubs ’em up every mornin’ to make ’em shine, but dey ain’t
slave was called to his last long home and his lowly form was
laid to rest beneath the shadow of the trees in the city of the
dead, every business house in Waynesboro closed its doors in
loving token of respect for his humble, but faithful life.
It was General Kilpatrick’s purpose to prolong liis stay at
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whose constancy had grown a little monotonous, burned or
partially burned the bridge. Wheeler’s type of hospitality did
not allow him to wait for a lumber order to be filled by a local
mill and the pews in Buckhead church were utilized to replace
the burned flooring.
Some days later Little Joe to supplement his knowledge
of Burke topography accepted the volunteered service as pilot
of my old friend and school mate, Jno. W. Reynolds, whose
active military duties had been ended by a wound received
at Malvern Hill. In their meanderings they reached the vi-
cinity of “Ivanhoe” again and Mrs. Whitehead invited the Gen-
eral to dine at her home. Little Joe. requested my friend John
to accompany him and they went, but Eliza found no occasion
to remove the spoons that day.
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A SLAVE WEDDING AT BATH.
The outside world has never had in the years gone by
and will never have in the years to come any true conception
of the peculiar relation that existed between “Marster and
Mistiss” and those, who calledthem such in the old slave days.
They found their birth in conditions that had no precedent and
a system that will have no successor. The tender kindliness
that lay in the hearts of each of these classes, Marster and
slave, mistress and maid, “mammy” and “chile” is a “Lost
Chord,” whose rhytmic melody will never echo again in earth
or sea or sky. To those of my readers, whose conscious life
goes back to those old days the following incident given me by
my friend, Mrs. M. P. Carroll, may awaken a fading memory
of the feeling I have tried to picture.
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ears and toes, and they were both ungraded. I did remember,
however, that on the unbridged streams over which we passed,
ice 'lay thick enough and strong enough to bear up the weight,
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a winter blizzard came that mantled the earth with ice aiid
snow and possibly beat the record by its unparalleled bitterness
and bleakness. Outdoor life under these conditions was hardly
a luxury and the two postmen sat by the cosy fires in their
mountain homes while the mail piled higher in the pigeon
holes undisturbed and undelivered. The patrons along the
line were possibly singing Edison’s modern phonograph song:
But they did not sing long before they began to pour
complaints into the department at Washington and back by
every mail came letters of inquiry as to “the reason why.”
The pious brother answered them for a time but with no
eminent degree of satisfaction to the officials, tie then turned
over the correspondence to his wicked partner and a letter was
written that failed to find its home in the waste basket, or
amid the musty archives of the department records. Neatly
framed it hung for years and years on the office walls as a
national curio and probably hangs there still. As a sample of
its Addisonion style our informant gave us the following ex-
tract: “If the gable end of the infernal regions was bursted
in and its lurid fires turned loose on Cheat Mountain it
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THE OLD BATH CHURCH.
Rev. George C. Smith, in his Story of Georgia, states that
in 1760 Presbyterian churches had been established at Brier
Creek, Walnut Branch and Old Church in Burke county.
Waynesboro was born in 1783, or at least, in the language of
an authority lying before me, it was “laid out” in that year.
Like some of its modern sisters it may have been laid out
before it was born, but if its early reputation has been truth-
fully portrayed, it is probable that a good many of its citizens
in those old days were “laid out” after they were born. In
1810 the churches at Brier Creek and Walnut Branch were
abandoned and their members combined in a united church
organization at Waynesboro. John Whitehead and Gideon
Dowse, who had aided in the establishment of Midway church
in Liberty county in 1754 and who had removed to Burke
county in 1799, were probably leading spirits in this movement.
After Bath had become a summer residence for the families of
these and other prominent planters in Burke, the Whiteheads
true to the ancestral faith, for which their forbears had suf-
fered, builded another house of worship at Bath and the or-
ganization became known
as the “Church of Waynesboro and
Bath.” arrangement began as early as 1820, Rev.
If this dual
S. K. Talmage, at one time president of Oglehtorpe Cniversity,
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in the pulpit as his daughters were out of it, he must have kept
his Bath congregation awake even on the hottest summer
days. I do not recall having met, more than once, Miss Julia,
the eldest daughter, who was married first to James Anderson,
Jr., and after his death to Gen. Hayne, but she impressed me as
being not only a pretty, but a very beautiful woman. Miss
Kate, the younger, was my schoolmate at the old Brothersville
Academy, and was as charming as a rose in June. During the
winter of 1859 and i860, my elder brother, William H., was a
student at the Medical College in Augusta and among his
friends there was a John Wesley Brown, who had met Miss
Kate and had become so enamored that his attack might have
been diagnosed as a virulent type of functional rather than
sympathetic heart trouble. During one of the sessions named,
Miss Kate was married to James Heidt, brother of my old
friend and college classmate, Rev. John W. Heidt, the genial
and gifted presiding elder of the Augusta District. Tidings of
the marriage reached Augusta and as my brother stood on the
street on the following morning, he saw his friend John Wes-
ley approaching with a graveyard look on his gloomy face.
He failed to give the usual salutation, but as he passed there
came in sepulchral tones from his trembling lips these sor-
row freighted words. “Clark, she's gone,” and then went his
lonely way. If the rumors of that day were not misleading
there were others from whom this disappointed swain could
justly have claimed special consideration if the poet said wdth
truthfulness.
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REV. FRANK R. GOULDING.
The ample imcome of the old Bath residents enabled them
to furnish liberal compensation to their pastors and the church
was served in all its early history by able ministers. In 1843
Rev. I'rank R. Cionlding, one of the most prominent Presby-
terian divines in the State, located in the village, and for eight
years filled its pulpit. During the early years of his pastorate
at Rath,he bloomed out as an author publishing in 1844 “Little
Josephine,” a religious story based upon the early life of
Josephine Anderson, of Washington, Ga. A few years later,
lie wrote “Young Marooners,” which while publishers were
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REV. RUFUS K. PORTER.
Began his pastorate at Bath in the early 50’s. He was
the only ante-bellum minister of that church of I had whom
any personal knowledge. Earnest, cultivated, of handsome
physique and pleasing address he enjoyed the confidence, es-
teem and love of all who knew him. Some years after his
ministry began I attended the morning and evening service at
this church, but Dr. Porter had exchanged pulpits for that day
with Rev. J. E. Ryerson, pastor of the First Baptist Church at
.\ugusta. At the morning service Addison’s beautiful hymn
begining
was used. Why this fact has lingered in my mind for more
than fifty whether it is due to Dr. Ryerson’s impressive
years,
rendition of it 1 do not know. Some months ago I mentioned
the matter to my friend Brad Merry and he said, “Why Mrs.
Henry Leitner attended that service and was so impressed by
that hymn that she had one of her sons to memorize and re-
cite it at the first Sunday School Convention held at Berzelia.”
On the day following this interview I attended the evening
service at the Second Presbyterian Church at Augusta and Dr.
Giiille, its pastor, read the Psalm on which this hymn is based
ANTE BELLUM.
The use of this phrase in the sketch above recalls another
story of my
friend Steed, which while it has no legitimate
place on the family tree of the old Bath Church is nevertheless
a good story and a true one, and I give it here for the reason
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that I may have no opportunity to give it historic setting in bet-
ter company.
On reaching home some months ago, my friend Phunie
found his good wife engaged inconversation with an aged
colored woman, who had called on some errand not material
to the present issue. By way of presentation, his wife said,
“This is one “Oh, yes,” said Phunie,
of the old time negroes.”
“Ante bellum.” “No, no. Boss,” said the old woman, “Dis
is Aunt Mandy.” And my friend with his proverbial urbanity
confessed his error and made the necessary amende honorable.
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the entire width of the block from Greene to Telfair and en-
tertained Gen. La Fayette during his visit to Augusta in 1825.
A lady friend and relative has recently allowed me the privi-
lege of examining the original invitation requesting the pres-
ence of her grandmother Mrs. Launcelot Johnson at the ball
given to La Fayette in Milledgeville in March of that year.
The stage line suggests the further fact that my friend Capt. N.
K. Butler has now in his possession a receipt for stage fare
from Augusta to Charleston paid by his father in 1823. The
printed bill head shows that the Commercial Coffee House of
Charleston was proprietor of the stage line and that the fare
was $12.50 for the trip.
Another “ad” in the Augusta Herald of Dec. 3, 1812, shows
that Bath was at that time a U. S. Military Post, Capt. R. Cun-
ningham of the 8th. U. S. Infantry offers a reward of $20.00 for
the apprehension of one John Tyner, a member of the regiment,
who had deserted on their “march from Charleston to Rich-
mond Baths.” As war had been declared against Great Britain
June 19, 1812, and hostilities were then in progress, what
military or other necessity brought this armed force to this
retired spot in time of actual war. No foreign foe was likely
to invade the sylvan shades of young Pinetucky nor hostile
battle ship to plow the limpid waters of Sandy Run, why then
was this thus? (My friend, Phil Carroll, says upon the au-
thority of Col. Quintilian Skrine, an old resident of Bath, that
in some early period of the 19th century troops were sent to
this place to secureimmunity from the ravages of Yellow
Fever, but the occupancy noted was in December and this
dread scourge is hardly wont to flaunt its yellow peril in tiie
winter air. It may be that they came in the good old summer
time and that Prest. James Madison was unable afterwards to
find the place so as to order them away. My friend Mrs. Car-
roll tells me also that there was at one time an army ar-^enal
at Bath and this fact may furnish further reason for its military
occupation.
The name of Col. Skrine recalls an incident or two in the
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iial with it these memories of old-time Bath will find their
end.
Born in Wilkes County he entered the legal profession in
early manhood and selected Waynesboro as the theater in
which to won professional fame. The trial of his first case at
the bar was held in a magistrate’s rural court. When the ar-
gument was ended the learned judge turned to him and said,
“Mr. Skrinc, I’ll have to decide this case agin you, but I’ll
decide the next one in your favor to even up.” The result dis-
gusted the young barrister and he hauled down his shingle and
al>andoned his chosen field.
In the early “fire eating” fifties he took an active part in
public affairs and was slated on one occasion for a joint dis-
cussion with an advocate of contrary political faith. Col.
Skrinc had the opening speech and when he had ended, his op-
ponent rose and said, “Fellow citizens, do you know where
^tr. Skrine got all that fire-eating stuflf he’s been giving you?
If you don’t I’ll tell you. He got it out of Tom Paine’s 'Age
of Reason.’ ” The crowd was composed largely of Baptists
and Methodists, who
looked with absolute horror on this
infidel authority, and the Col.’s eloquence went where the
woodbine twineth. Disgusted again, he left the political arena
and so he has come down into history as a lawyer with a
single case and a sturnp speaker with one lone eflfort on the
hustings to his credit. And yet possessed as he was of strong
mental speech and a seemingly exhaustless store
gifts, fluent
of information he might have won distinction on either of these
lines of effort and endeavor if he had not been a quitter.
Richmond Bath like Daniel Webster “Still Lives'.” but
only one of its old time homes now holds within its classic
walls descendants of its IMany of them in
pristine owners.
Augusta fam-
these later years have passed into possession of
ilies, who since the advent of the Augusta Southern R. R.
find through the summer months some surcease from the City’s
dust and din and overheated air.
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EBENEZER CHURCH.
The earliest house of worship erected in this immediate
section by the negroes stood near the circular boundary of our
town and its present successor still stands on the same site
today. It was organized eighty or ninety years ago, and was
originally a branch of the Springfield Colored Baptist Church
in Augusta, but developing after a time into independent
church life. While occupying territory covered by the Heph-
zibah ^Association it has never formed a component part of that
religious body. Of its early history I have no information. In
the ’40’s of the last century its pulpit was served by Rev.
Joseph Walker, a slave owned by William Evans of old
Brothersville. During the earlier ministry of Rev. Charles T.
Walker he ministered at its altars ably and succesfully. Its
pastorate for some time past has been held by Rev. Joseph
Carter.
by the Walker family, a famil)^ noted for sixty years and more
for high moral character, strong individuality and earnest
Christian service. Aside from those named above there are
nearly a dozen other scions from this parent stock, who are
now serving their race ably and faithfully in the pulpit in
Macon, Savannah and in other sections of the State. During
the pastorate to Rev. Charles T. Walker the old building at
Covenant was replaced by a larger and more comfortable
church structure, which still stands on the old site today.
In the early days of the church Uncle Tom, father of
Rev. Charles T., was one of its deacons. He did not have the
talent nor the learning of his gifted son, nor his ready command
of the King’s English, but he held in his untrained head a
goodly share of what sometimes known as “horse sense,”
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graded as ‘‘strict middling” in a civil service examination but
it had a “get there” attribute about it that relieved in some
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In one of the early years following the war my old com-
rade and messmate gejitle George Leonhardt, was for a time a
guest at my home and went with me to a “general
father’s old
meeting” service atCovenant Church. Dinner was served on
the grounds, but not on the ground, temporary tables having
been prepared for the occasion. One of these was reserved for
the sole use, benefit and hehoof of the white attendants on the
service and was generously laden with a tempting array of
viands, but there was one dish in the menu that contributed
materially to our mental as well as physical entertainment.
It was a savory chicken pie baked in a tin washpan, but in
justice to our hospitable hosts it is only proper to say that this
was its rriaiden use.
And now cannot close this sketch of Covenant Church
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“Last of the iMohicans,” and today the brick from some of its
old chimneys are the only remnants left to mark the site of
this ancient educational center while for fifty years or more it
“socks."
Such of my readers as may be disposed to question the
freeand unlimited knitting of socks as a circulating medium for
the payment of school salaries in those days, are respectfully
referred to my old friend, W. J. Steed, now tax receiver at
Augusta, Ga., for the historical accuracy of this statement,
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And yet and yet, minimize as we may the limited ad-
vantages of those old days in the ’40s, and magnify as we do
the wondrous advance in educational method and appliance in
every grade from the kindergarten to the university, the fact
remains that “there were giants in those days” who seem to
have no successors.
I do not know that every institution to which the above
title was applied had a veritable old field as one of its necessary
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soil my boyish feet had pressed, the giant oaks under whose
cooling shadows I had played, the old box spring, whose limpid
w'aters had quenched my childish thirst, were there, but the
—
schoolmates of those far-gone days where were they? Roam-
ing over those old grounds with a flood of tender memories
tugging at my heart, I could recall but a single face among
them all, that had not in the passing years paled under the
Amid the bloom and
touch of the “old, old fashion death.”
freshness of morning hour or in the strength of midday
life’s
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been a large influx into this section of a class known as “Yan-
kee School Marms/’ This invasion was due, perhaps, less to a
lack of competent material in the South than to the fact that
Southern ladies, as a rule, did not feel the necessity for sup-
plementing their incomes in this way. In addition to this,
there was possibly a feeling of pride, which made them re-
luctant to accept positions which would in some measure lower
their social rank. This feeling, false though it may have been,
was largely the outcome of the special deference paid to wo-
man in the old South, a deference amounting almost to rever-
ence, that raised the fairer sex to a pedestal above the plane
of toil, and in degree has found no parallel in any other age or
race. In this era of commercialism and the new woman the
pendulum has swung perhaps too far the other way, and the
throne where once she reigned as queen has given place to a
sphere of ill-required labor.
The first whom the writer came in
of these invaders with
educational contact was a Miss Deborah C., hailing, as I re-
member, from some point not far below the Canadian line.
She was tall and angular, with a face that seemeed to have im-
bibed some of the hardness and bleakness of the New England
clime from which she came. If she had descended from her
ancient Jewish namesake, she had certainly inherited more of
the martial than the poetic characteristics of that old-time con-
queror of the Cannanitish Sisera.
The building used by Miss Deborah had been erected by
my father, had acquired in some way the euphonious title
of “Lick Skillet.” For the frequency with which seasoned
hickories were brought into play for the enforcement of school
discipline, “Lick Scholar” would have probably been a more
appropriate designation. In lieu of the clock with which acad-
emies are now supplied, marks were cut into the school room
floor and the sun in his daily round marked the hours for morn-
ing and afternoon, recess and for the midday intermission. In
place of the school bell which now summons the pupils to their
daily tasks, the teacher stood in the doorway and shouted to
the scattered children, “Come into books.” Among other
educational advantages of those old days, I recall the furtb.er
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And yet despite the meager equipment of only rustic
benches and unrusting hickories, despite the handicap of prim-
itive text-book and primitive methods in its use, the old field
schools laid the broad foundation for moral and mental power
that ruled the government for more than half a cenutry and
made the South, in culture and in courtesy, in honor and in
honesty, in virtue and in valor, to bud and blossom as a rose.
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of Mr. Stephens from long continuous service as Representa-
tive of the old Eighth Congressional District, and who de-
clined the honor. There was also Hon. Isaiah Irvin, a dis-
tinguished lawyer of Washington, Ga., who received the nom-
ination after Colonel Walker’s failure to accept, and who also
declined because he was not the first choice of the convention.
In writing of the differences that exist betweeen those old days
and the present, it is perhaps hardly necessary to suggest that
the precedent set by these able gentlernen, either one of whem
would have worn worthily the honor conferred, and the dif-
ficulty encountered by this convention in securing a nominee,
find rare duplicates among congressional timber in the present
day.
In illustration of the methods of discipline in use in those
days I have heard Colonel Walker say that when the exercises
been whipped yet. Come up, Ignatius, and take your daily
thrashing.” The Doctor, in embryo, advanced and took his
punishmeent and the session ended. For the authenticity of
this special feature of the Richmond Academy curriculum my
late friend Dr. D. B. Plumb is sponsor, the account given
having been received by him from the late Dr. I. P. Garvin,
who occupied the leading role in this educational drama.
Besides the institutions named there was the old iBrothers-
sille Academy, built by Mr. James Anderson, one of the origi-
nal brothers for whom this rustic village was named, and
presided over during my boyhood by such efficient teachers
as Rev. W. L. Kilpatrick, Mr. Thomas H. Holleyman, Rev.
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oration before the Roman
Senate as the medium through which
to give vent to his embryonic oratorical powers. After its
rendition Mr. Holleyman said “Jasper, do you know who
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Catiline was?” “Yes, sir,” was the prompt reply. Well, who
was he?” asked the teacher. “Well, sir, I knew him, but I
I can’t say that I was personally acquainted with him.”
And Mr. Holleyman proceeded to give him a dose of Ro-
man history.
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9fl> 3vios Wuow I bns ,rioirf>l ni isomls 3i3v/ sjis^Hs iwo filno
nor sent one to her, but hoping that it contained some evidence
of her appreciation I made no sign and held my peace. Open-
ing the precious paper I read as follows:
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mon ailment in those days than it is now. Whether this fact
is due to a difference in the quality of the spiritus frumenti
consumed or to a diminition in individual potations, the writer
is not prepared to say. The story as told me by my friend
was as follows : A
gentleman living near Mr. Richards’
school had been imbibing too heavily and continuously, and an
attack of this disease supervened. As professional nurses were
then practically unknown, the neighbors were accustomed to
take upon themselves this duty, and my friend volunteered his
services in that capacity. During the night the patient placed
on exhibition for the benefit of his attendant audience the usual
menagerie of monkeys and snakes, visible only to his demented
vision, but before the morning dawned his brain gave birth to
the following original couplet of verse
SCHOOL SPORTS.
While the on the school ground was not
athletic feature
so fully developed in the old days, yet school boys did not lack
for games or sports. The morning and afternoon recess and
the mid-day intermission were occupied with knucks, ring
marbles, base, bull pen. cat, townball and shinny, or shinty,
as the old Scotch game was known. The present game of base-
ball was evidently evoluted from old-time townball and foot-
ball,though manipulated with the hand instead of the old-
fashioned stick with a curved end is a possible development
from shinny. These old games had some advantages over their
modern successors in the fact that while they furnished health-
ful exercise forour youthful muscles, there were no fatalities
to report at the close of the game, and no umpires to en-
courage by their decisions a resort to lynch law. Solid rubber
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And yet I had not entirely lost my admiration for the pithy
terseness of Caesar, the flowing measure of A^irgil and the
stately periods of Cicero until the dictum of modern scholar-
ship burst the bubble and left me
only the sad conviction that
I had been the victim of misplaced confidence.
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Ihad believed for all these years that the Philippics
against Catiline and Verres and Anthony w-ere delivered by
Marcus Tullius Cicero, but I am now confronted with the
fact that these masterly orations emananted from the brain
of Markoose, Toolioose Kickero. Even the old Latin adage,
“omnia labor vincit,” that has inspired so many weary toilers
in the world's broad field of battle, will henceforth stir their
flagging zeal as “ome-nia labor win-kit/’ while the time-
honored chair where old “verbum sat,” will now be warmed
for all the coming years by his successor young “werboom.”
I had been puzzling my brain to find some plausible ex-
planation for the fact that time and labor are spent in teaching
the student of today the obsolete pronunciation of a language
that is not only dead, but buried beyond the hope of a possible
resurrection, and had been tempted to ask with becoming
modesty “cui bono?” Opening an English lexicon at random
today a possible solution of the question was presented. By
actual count, nearly 50 per cent, of the words, on the page ex-
amined, were derived from the Latin tongue. As Sam Jones
would say, “One of the most principalest” benefits arising
from a study of the classics is the knowledge furnished the
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county, three brothers, James, Augustus and Elisha Anderson,
made their homes. These residences formed the points of a
practically equilateral triangle, and near one of its sides lay
then and today the old homestead where the writer on a
lies
spring day in the early forties made his debut into what a
colored brother has termed “the toil and trouble and tossifica-
tion of life.” Or if it be true, as Rev. S. K. Talmage, uncle of
the late Rev. T. DeWitt, has said, that “the first feeble
pulsation in the infant's sinews is but the drum beat of an
eternal march,” then the locality I have named witnessed the
initial notes made by the writer at the beginning of his personal
participation in the aforesaid march. Of those very early days
I have no very definite or distinct recollection, but it is prob-
ably safe to assume that I did not cut any very remarkable
figure as I was unable at that time to cut anything but my
teeth.
The healthfulness of the location, with its pine-laden air
and its freedom from malarial influences, attracted a number
of Burke county planters, who built comfortable residences
near the homes of these three brothers, and in time the com-
munity had not only a local habitation, but the name of
Brothersville, given it in honor of its original settlers. I do
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itfi nabjol-sniq ali riltw ,
taiavoo aiaw
iriHiv# alirfw ,aeBqmoo arfilo
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estates by the services of trained “overseers” these old-time
Southern gentlemen had ample leisure for reading, for travel
and for the cultivation of the social virtues. Every household
had its family carriage and coachman ready for service in the
periodical visit to the city, to the weekly or monthly church
service and in the constant and pleasant interchange of neigh-
borly courtesies. Every kitchen was brightened by the shining
face of an old-time “mammy,” whose skillful hands had been
trained from girlhood in all the mysteries of the culinary art
and were blissfully ignorant of the modern housewife’s con-
stant bete noir, the “service pan.” No cold and rainy morning
brought to the mistress of the horne the apprehension that on
completion of her toilet she would find the kitchen fireless, the
breakfast table minus its accustomed menu and the cook off on
a colored excursion or taking a permanent vacation, without
the formality of verbal or written notice. The whole range of
domestic service from the dignified coachman with his silk hat
and “broadcloth” suit, on through the varying, grades of cook,
laundress, seamstress, housemaid, nurse and down to the little
black imp who brought to the “Big House” the barnyard keys
at nightfall, was as perfect as training could make it and was
rarely changed in its personnel save by death or the disabilities
of old age.
Under the favoring conditions of practical freedom from
business and domestic cares the social life of the community
was at its best. In a shaded cove within the village limits
Mr. Alex. Murphey, grandfather of the present clever and
genial post master at Hephzibah, had built for the public
benefit what would now be called a natatorium, but was then
only a “bathing house.” Near it was erected a comfortable
pavilion and the site furnished a pleasant and convenient pic-
nic ground for the community. During the summer months
the citizens would alternate at brief intervals in supplying on
these grounds picnic dinners with barbecued trimmings, to
which the entire village was invited. Artificial ice was then
unknown, but for the 24 hours preceding these social occasions
the cool limpidwater from a nearby “spring house” had
trickled over the choicest products of Mr. Murphey’s melon
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patch. It may be that the distance of years as well as space
lends enchantment to the view, but no melons of the present
day seem to have the flavor and the fragrance of the crimson
hearted fruit that lay cooling during a summier day and night
in that old spring house under the hill.
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handsome church was erected near the
In the course of time a
Academy, was dedicated by Bishop Pierce in ’54
Brothersville
and has been served since that day by a long line of faithful
and Godly men.
Lying midway between the Georgia and Central Railroads
and more than half a score of miles from either, our little
village was kept in partial touch with the outer world by a
semi-weekly mail delivered on Wednesday and Saturday after-
noons. On these occasions the village post office was the cen-
ter of attraction and the community turned out en masse to do
it honor.
Nestled away from the maddening
in rural seclusion, “far
crowd’s ignoble strife” and yet keeping open house to all who
came, whether friend or stranger, they lived and loved, married
and intermarried, served their generation by the will of God
and when the evening shadows had fallen were laid unto their
fathers. I can not believe that in all this broad land there was
a better or a happier people. True to its name Brothersville
was a village if not a city of brotherly love. More than thirty
years of the writer's were spent within its limits and yet
life
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THE ANDERSON BROTHERS.
James, Elisha, Jr., and Augustus, sons of Elisha Anderson,
Sr., and from whom the community took its name, have al-
ready been given notice in these records genealogically and
otherwise. Of Elisha, Jr. I have no personal recollection as he
died before my memory began to serve me. James and Augus-
tus H. I recall as dignified, portly men, the latter suggesting
in form at least the hero of Pickwick Papers. The residence
now owned by E. E. Cadle was built by Col. E. B. Gresham
and stands near the site of the original home of Elisha Jr. The
James Anderson home was sold after the war to Dr. B. E.
Fryer, then to Dr. Henry 'Garrett and later to W. G. Weathers-
bee, who still owns the site, the dwelling having been burned
two years ago. The home of Augustus H., builded eighty
years ago or more, still stands and is owned and occupied by
W. P. Hudson. The following incident occurred at the Winter
home of Col. Anderson in the later 30s of the last century and
while not strictly a Brothersville reminiscence may still be
worthy of record. Reference has been made to the marriage
of V^irginia, youngest daughter of Elisha Anderson Sr., to Dr.
Edward Hughes and to the latter’s early death. During her
widowhood she was an inmate in the home of her brother,
Augustus H. While there her hand was won again by Col. A.
C. Walker. The date for their marriage was fixed, friends from
far and near were invited and arrangements were made to
give them an elaborate wedding. On the morning of the
appointed day Col. Walker rode over to the home of Col.
Anderson and called for the bride to be. When s'he appeared
he said, “Virginia I don’t propose to be married before all that
crowd tonight. I understand that the preacher is here, call
him in and we’ll get through with it now.” She protested
against such a course, but he was insistent and her consent
was finally gained. The minister was summoned, the family
gathered in the parlor, the solemn words were spoken and Col.
Walker and the handsome widow were made man and wife.
When the ceremony was ended, the groom mounted his horse
and taking his gun and dogs spent the day in hunting, return-
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-aoqo babDBdiBd^lo mio^ Btau^uA aid
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.rii£9b eirf lilno '{Ids 5 iow ad 4 iHj 9 hh
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and bnaiil x^^
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noiJBmiolnl 9tn rT4r/t?i oalfi
derived from the old Scotch w'ord “carse” which means alluvial
land bordering a stream. Walls built to protect these lands
from overflow' w'ere knowm 'as “carse-w'alls” and their ow'ners
James or John of the “carse-wall” were finally designated as
James or John Carsw^ell. Bishop John Carswell was a promi-
nent and distinguished member of the tribe in the i6th century
and made the first translation into the Gaelic language, the
work being John Knox’s Liturgy, and the Gaelic version being
known as “Carsw’ell’s Prayer Book.”
Judge John W. Carsw'ell married Sarah Ann Devine and
to them W'ere born tw'o children, a son and a daughter. The
latter Anna Eliza iNfoselle w'as married to iMajor Wm. A.
Wilkins and their children Inez (Jones), Lily (Neely) ami
Wm. A. Jr. live in Waynesboro, Ga., and Nina (Scutter) in
Athens, Ga. The son John Devine married Linda Royal who
bore him two sons John D. Jr., of Savannah, and Porter w'ho
married Arabella Walker and w'ho died some }^ears ago.
AT
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rniri i>bjBiw bid TH#bl^^f«oD Y^nuoD a& 5oivi!>e eid HdIHw diiw
yui>mmx® laldJirov bn A. .iflilimid o3inp
xm b^Tsbno.w I
,1,
Judge CarswelTs Brothersville home was built in the ’40s
of the last century, was sold after the war
Cyrus Hudson,
to
was burned a few years later and was never rebuilt. The fol-
lowing incident of his service on the bench of the Inferior
Court was given me years ago by his associate, Judge Joseph
A. Shewmake. Major William Bennett, sixty years ago was
one of the “characters” of the Waynesboro bar. He and Dr.
Edward Carter shared the distinction of being the most bril-
liant and entertaining talkers of Burke and for this reason
they probably avoided coming into colloquial contact with
each other. When Judge Carswell entered upon his judicial
duties he found that Major Bennett had been occupying pro-
fessionally an office in the Court House for a long, long time
and no charge had been made against him for rent. The sug-
gestion was made that he be requested to ante up for all of
the back rations and a bill was accordingly presented. The
Major had represented the county in a little case involving
a small amount and when the court convened for the transac-
tion of county business he rendered as an ofifset to the rent
account a bill for professional services equaling exactly the
charge against him, not a cent more and not a cent less.
After reading the bill Judge Carswell said. “Major, this seems
to be a rather exorbitant charge for the service rendered,” and
the Major with a twinkle in his bright, brown eyes replied,
“Judge, my conscience is always equal to any demand made
upon it and to every emergency that confronts it.” What the
final outcome was I do not recall. Judge Carswell’s late years
were spent in M'aynesboro where his remains now rest. His
son John Devine died in comparatively early manhood and
his wife and daughter Mrs. \^dlkins have been dead many
I . V Tfr
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Charles Clark remained in Savannah only a little while
and removed to Burke Co., where he built the home now owned
by Mrs. Louisa Clark near Blythe, Ga. Here the remaining years
of his life w^ere spent and here he died in 1852 at the age of
72. Eleanor, his wife, brought to him’ seven sons and daugh-
ters who grew to maturity, Charles E., Jane (Brown), Samuel
B., Sarah (Brown), James W., John W., and Mary Eleanor
(Rheney). In 1825 mj grandmother, Martha J. Walker
bought a small tract of land in the community in which the
Anderson homes were then or afterwards located and built the
residence in which fhe writer was born. It was almost an
exact counterpart of the home described by Thomas E. Watson
in ''Bethany” as belonging to his grandfather. Nov. i6th, 1837,
my father then a young physician, married Martha Rebecca
Walker and bought then or later my grandmother’s home,
adding in later years a larger tract of land bought of John D.
Mongin. In 1848 to meet the wants of a growing family he
replaced this primitive residence with a larger and more
modern home, within whose walls through all his later years
he lived and loved and labored until, worn down by the added
duties imposed by the absorption of younger members of his
profession into Confederate service, on a winter day in Feb-
ruary ’65 the angels ."touched his eyelids into sleep.”
T54
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155
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; the dusky slaves and led by old “Aunt Hannah'’ they come
with quiet step and reverent air to take their places in the
waiting hall. From its accustomed place the sacred book is
taken down and lips, that now have long been silent, repeat the
words of Isreal’s poet king: “The Lord is my shepherd; I
shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures
he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul
Yea though walk through the valley and the shadow of death
I
I will fear no evil, for thy rod and thy staff they comfort me,”
•
Or the lesson read, it may be, is from the Master’s holier
lips: “Let not your heart be troubled; ye believe in God, be-
lieve also in me. In my father’s house are many mansions, if
it were not so I would have told you. I go to prepare a place
for you.”
And now as the reading ends and the book is closed, the
keys of the old time organ are touched by girlish fingers and
in the chorus of sacred song the voices of “Master and Mistuss”
j
the old time slaves, rising it may be beyond the narrow, cof-
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Lord of all. And now the service is ended no not ended for !
on all the hearts that kneeled there in childish faith and trust, j
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A PSYCHIC MISTERY. |
brain have justly given him the name of the “Black Spurgeon”
and who is conceded to be the most eloquent minister of his
race, is the youngest son of old “Aunt Hannah” named above
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aoi babna 16n on ^balma *i —
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and attended with his mother these family
in his early life
services. After I this sketch there came into my
had penned
mind the thought that possibly his religious life, which in these
later years has found such'wonderful development, might have
had its awakening at this fireside Bethel in the old
earliest
slave days. For days the thought grew on me and then while
weighing the propriety of adding it to the sketch as a prob-
able fact, there came to me from ''Charlie” as I have always
known him, a letter which read in part as follows "I intended
:
Oct. 31, 1838, married Martha ‘B. Allen Feb. 27, 1868, died
June 29, 1883 William H., born May 14, 1840, died unmarried
;
Mch. 29, 1867: Walter A., born Mch. 5. 1842, married Sarah
E, Reney Oct. 24, 1880: Samuel R., born Feb. 15, 1844, married
Evalina L. Allen Nov. 27, 1873 M. Eugenia, born Feb. 9, 1846.
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1850, married Dr. W. H. Baxley Oct. 18, 1893; Ella G., born
Sept. 2, 1855.
And now I trust the reader will pardon the filial tribute
to my father’s worth, that comes unbidden from my heart to-
day. It may be that no humancan claim perfection and
life
yet if his knew aught of fault or blemisE in all the years from
boyhood to the grave, no human eye could see it. In lofty
purpose and in lowly unremitting faithfulness to duty, he
lived above the common plane of men, serving his generation
by the will of God, doing justly, loving mercy, walking humbly
in all the paths his Master’s feet had trod and dying in the
noontide of his usefulness, he left to those who loved him, a
name as pure and stainless as the snows that winter winds
have heaped upon his grave.
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WILLIAM EVANS.
The Evans family is of Welsh origin and its earliest im-
migrants came to Am.erica in ante Revolutionary days. Daniel
Evans served in that war as a member of Capt. Patrick Carr’s
Burke County Rangers and possibly in other commands. He
lived in Burke County not far from the present site of Story’s
mill and he and his wife “Polly” gave to the world a number
of children only three of whom bear personal relation to these
records, viz: Robert H. and Martha J. to whom some atten-
tion has already been g’ven, and the subject of this sketch.
William Evans married Mahala Wiggins and lived for a
time at Mount Enon. About 1840 he located at Brothersville
and his home is still owned though not occupied by one of his
surviving daugliters. Five children were born to him, Leoni-
das, Floyd, Claudia (Crockett), Sarah Eleanora (Walker), and
M. Sophronia. Only the two last named still survive. Wil-
liam Evans died during my boyhood, but I recall his stalwart
frame, his fondness for fox and deer hunting and his staunch
adherence to the Baptist faith. His son Floyd was my boy-
hood schoolmate and when our academic days were ended I
went to Emory College and he to the Kentucky Military In-
stitute at Frankfort. In the summer of ’61 an entertainment
was given at the old Poythressville Academy near McBean for
the benefit of the soldiers and Floyd, Bill Wimberly, my
brother and myself were present. We had all arranged to go
to the front and were talking in light and jocular vein of the
life before us when Floyd said, “Boys you may laugh and joke
about it, but we are not all coming home again.” In sad ful-
fillment of his prophecy the war had not grown old befdre his
young and manly form was sleeping in a soldiers grave. My
classmate, Wimberly, came back again but maimed for life by
a cruel minie at Gettysburg while my brother brought from the
field before the end had come a fatal lung affection and his
young life faded out in the bloom of early manhood. The
writer alone came out unscathed by ball or shell or fell
disease and yet despite this fact within these later years an
enterprising manufacturer of artificial legs has plied me o’er
160
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MOSES P. GREEN.
The marriage of Martha Anderson, daughter of Augustus
H., to Moses P. iGreen has already been noted in the Anderson
feature of these records. This union and Moses P.’s change
of residence from Burke County to Brothersville occurred
probably in 1847. After his marriage Moses P. built a hand-
/ some residence near the Anderson home and occupied it until
the Augusta and Millen branch of the Central R. R. was being
constructed, when he sold his Brothersville holdings to Mrs.
Seaborn Augustus Jones and built him another hom*e near
Green’s Cut, a station which takes its name from a railroad
cut that ran through his large plantation. He was the son of
Jesse Green and was one of the wealthiest citizens of our com-
munity. I have been told that he kept at one time eighteen
horses simply and solely for the use of himself and family, not
one of these animals ever having occasion to cultivate the ac-
quaintance of either plow or wagon. His children have been
already named as descendants of Augustus H. Anderson.
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Jones was married to Job Gresham, and if she developed the
sweetness of the old time Mary of Bethany and her husband
ran the patient schdule of his ancient namesake, their married
life must have been ideal in its happiness. There came to them
two sons,’ John J., who entered the legal profession and made
his home in Macon, and Edmund B., the subject of this sketch.
After practicing at the bar for a time John J. abandoned the
law and became a successful banker.
The marriage of Col. E. B. Gresham to Sarah Anderson
and the building of his residence near the site of the old
Elisha Anderson, Jr., home have been already noted in the
Anderson sketches. Though a de facto resident of Brothers-
villeand an active promoter of its social, educational and
material interests, he retained his citizenship in Burke, repre-
senting that county many times in the General Assembly and
as a member of the Secession Convention, that severed for a
time Georgia’s relation with the Union. He was a successful
planter and a man of kindly, genial nature and gentle, generous
heart. He confessed to me once that he had never made a
horse trade without worsting himself, and this was
in his life
perhaps to his credit. On one occasion I heard him say, “Do
a man a wrong and you’ll hate him for it all your days,” and I
am sure through all his years he never had occasion for such a
cause to bear ill will to any human being.
After his death in 1872 his family occupied the old home
for a time but later sold- it and removed to Waynesboro, Ga.
Eight children were born to Col. Gresham and his wife Sarah
Mary J., Sarah Adeline, Job A., J. Jones. Hattie G., Rosa V..
Oscar and Maggie. Mary J. married first Jesse Green, and
after his death Dr. G. B. Powell children, Jesse and Walter
;
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9 iU b9qoI»v 3 h 9ife li «ff>l
msilJ OJ
lisgs! «b 6»win» orfw .-I nrio\
,ano* owJ
9 b*m bnn noiaa»l(ytq
,ri 3 i 93le eitlJ lo I 39 ida* aril ..3 bntfMb3 bni .bodsM ni sinoiJ iiA iW
aril b»tiobn*d* .1 nrfot Sinil « ^ot i«d adJ 1* snbbawq aaJlA
.TjjJnfid iolMsaau* s amaaad bn* w*I
noeaabnA fl«*2 oJ tnsdaaiO ,fl ^ .loD ioiagainBrn ariT
lo snifaliud aifJ bn*
bio aril lo ali« aril acan aaflsbieaa siri
av*ri »fnori ,.il .noeaabnA srietia
aril ni baJon xbnaals naari
Aearialaila noMabnA
-*iaril<wa Iq Jnabieai pla*l,ab c^rfjaorfT
hiomotq avila* ns bo* alliv
bns Icnobaauba ,(*iao8 eli lo-
.8leaialni Islaalsm
-aiqai .ailioS ni qiilenasiiia siel bani*Jaa ad
I*ianaD aril nl eamU XTieoi xlnooa uri! gniloa*^
bn*
lo aarimam * e*
* -lol baiavae ttril .noiinavnoO Boi?saoa2
aril
a'BisioaO amiJ
Iul**aaao« « esw aH .noioU aril riiiw noilstaa
shn* lalnslq
RMOaanas .aflna:* bn* aililsn leittas .vibiiiil lo n*(n
bo??alnoa aH n»ari
* absmSavan beri art t*rfi, aano am ol
abcil aaiori
e*w eirfl bns iilaemirf giiiJaiow irmriiiv/ alii aid oi
rioiaeaao ano nO. .libaia airi ol aqtrfaaq
©a^ ,X*a mirf ln«ari 1
bfl* -.axfib'iuox II* ti id miri ai*ri^iruo-{
f bns anorw s nsm s
aot noisuoao bsH lavan arfansat *>ri H* ri3«oirfi rwp. m*
* rtatia
‘ ^ ^'aabri nsmui! X”* 'I** Hi i*’*!
ni riisafa wriaailA
amori bio aril baiqotoo vlifnel etrt
-bloe aalsi lod amil s lol
fsO .oiocl8anx*W ol bavomin bn* )i
:rfsi^ ailw *irf bns msiteaiH ,loD ol mod aiaw naibliria idaiS
.anilabA rfsasS ..I T»*™
..V ssoSI ,JD aillsH .aanot -I ,-A do\,
bns .naaiO a««al iMft baiiiRnt -X yisM .aijissl/:
bn* i^O
.lO rilsab eiri nail*
lailsV/ bfls aa8al ^aibfiria ;Jla'i»o‘I .0 .0
;iali8iisJ allloa banSsm ,A doX JtawoSL »iwaJ bns naa^
-ism MBol .aabaliil/ bns laatsi*}/: .iJamm3 .sbl .naibliria
lalisasJ sH3 ban
.anrinA bns aiflaVI .ninO .aimsK. .naribliria ;
bos .nonoff laadoJ! bainsm aillsH
XmolsnA *'nol-u«a” alirtw
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lavab yari lo «avlari« aril mobs X*n» ‘a
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narfw nsgio amil-WOaril
ORSiqcias jnixslq esv» •ftlHw aril
role in the Brothersvillechurch choir, married my old friend
Dick Milledge, the cleverest man in the State. There were
born to them six children, John, Kate, Hattie, Richard, Rosa
and Adeline. Oscar married Lola Scales children, Wiley and
;
came forward and extending her hand said, “I expect you have
forgotten me Miss Addie.” And she replied, “Yes child, I do
not recall you.” And then I said to her, “Whenever I fail to
identify the girls, I tell them that my failure is due to the fact
that they have grown so much saw them
prettier than, when I
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R^niriJ dftJU Ito yb^gifil qw ^bfirn «i ^lil numud laO
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* v’fl Id 53mb£D oirndtyfh ^rft ni ebiorfo lonirn yliio 3is ^eacfJ bns
-Isda boble 9w .o^ ei£^y birs .mlsaq ^gnibns i9v^n ati
r/fid MOV loiqxi T**^brsa hn«d i»ri ^inibnalxi bns biewnol iinso
I,.
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oh T .blirlo «iT^ irfa bnA *\iibbA eeiM. im'dillo^id!
ol Htl. I livinidV/*' ,Ti»d o4 bise I nidi bnA *\uoy IlBOii Ion
iV S1>r) idi ol iub ai iiotial ym litdl midi Hi) I ,al*ri:8 id) y^ilnibl
S midi w«e I nirfw nadl liiimq dium oa nwoi^ iv£d yiifl IsdJ
Inldonoiqyi ^idoa s im noqu bimo) ide nidi bfu ”4 mI
nifil’tm irfl bn£ *\aiho)a ^nillil linp ivsH I** ,biTiwtn*-ida as
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HENRY D. GREENWOOD.
Of the Greenwood antecedents, I have no information.
Henry D. must have had an ancestry or he would scarcely
have been here, but none of his progenitors have volunteered
the necessary information and weather conditions just now are
not specially favorable to genealogical research. The calendar
that hangs before me has printed in flaring capitals on
its pages and the summer sun is raining down caloric on the
just and on the unjust without regard to race, color or previous
condition of servitude. Long years ago in my schoolboy days
I was required to translate into limpid English the Satires of
,aoowvi33*o .a -vavisH
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his community for the curing of his own and his neighbors
crops of tobacco. He was also somewhat as to lineage, his
father Abram being the son of Richard Jones of Wales, who
married Lady Jeffries.
This Peter of Petersburg and sweat house fame had a son
bearing the same name and Peter the Second had three sons,
Abram, Henry and William, who migrated to Georgia in ante
Revolutionary days, located in Burke County and became the
progenitors of the numerous Jones contingent in this and other
sections of the State. William Jones lived near the present
site of Story’s Mill andwas its original builder and owner.
•The Jones tribe before or after their advent in Georgia de-
veloped tw'O marked characteristics, first for marrying their
kinsfolk and second for giving their male progeny the name
of Seaborn. I have been informed that the original owner of
—
the name was born at sea was literally sea-born, but if he
was a scion of this particular Jones tree he must have lived, as
the rural preacher said of Moses, “away back in the fu-char,”
for this section failed to hold a sea among its material assets.
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ki- boofd srfT
»ril vlris«oio^*Sf b^a'niJ *t!hl rsno^, »rf)
tuo io sgflwil "UtI*
irivini allivMnol lerfl xHrumtmyj
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EORGIA,
By liiS Evccllcncy JARED R W I X, Cover nor
and Commander ir. Chief ia and over tlic fad
Sta:c.
.X orre cf the Judges or the InErior Court for the eountv of t<X.:
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V — in the fn'J State.
'Vot: arc thcrcfcrc hereby authorifed and rcquircti to <io and perform dl
a.nd dngular the duties incunrbent ori you as a Judge of tho I'lid Courr,
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But the Seaborns came all the same and came with the varia-
fbiw ^mslo bns iymJi9 9dJ I!a ymso emodao^t arfj Srifl
d(fj
.Xinuoo aid To nwhio iaomaaoT adi asw aisax "^oT bns .eoj*
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eincbnsoaab dbwaicD .W n^dtnSl m^D bns ioD OA
aionod fsniaaaiT^qoD h^iabn^i dJod 379w .a^noX mBilliW. To
aiOCTi 70 ano^ioT bav;iaa aiinoX •% ndoX .baatl:)3fa dTod bns
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of equal honor and distinction, but according to the statement
of a prominent member of the tribe made in the presence of
the writer “only one of the name has ever gone to the dogs.”
The Seaborn x\ugustus Jones of this sketch was the son
of Thomas and grandson of Abram Jones. He was never
himself a resident of Brothersville save for a year or less as an
inmate of the home of James Madison Reynolds, but his family
soon after his death in the early ’50s, purchased and occupied
the Moses P. Green home and remained there for some years
after the war. He was married to Maria Law and as a result
of their marriage there were two daughters, Mary, who became
the wife of Wm. H., Chew, and Ida, who married Philip Jones.
There were also two sons, Thomas and Seaborn Augustus,
both of whom died in early manhood unmarried. The oldest
daughter Mary, or Mollie as she was more generally known,
died some years ago leaving two sons, Benjamin and Hull, and
a daughter, Ruth, who is living with her husband in New
Jersey. Ida and her children, George, Seaborn, Sydney (Ren-
froe) and Ruth, are living in Burke County.
They were both charming girls, lovable women, and I
entertained for them both a very warm and tender esteem.
Writing of them today there comes back to me a quaint remark
made by the elder sister when she was only a girl and almost
a child. Some allusion had been made in her presence to
another girl, who had developed symptoms of affectation, of
seeming to be what she was not, and my young friend IMollie
said, “I would rather be natural if I have to be a natural fool.”
Seabie the youngest child was a partial cripple* from early
boyhood and died when less than thirty years of age, but a
more perfect gentleman I have never known. Honor, manli-
ness, truth, gentleness, w'ere written in every lineament of his
face and his unfailing courtesy lingered even as his waning
footfall touched the border land. I sat by his bedside when
only a few hours of life were left to him, when even whispered
168
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lo son^w*! vIno“ isJnw sHt
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,rfViw da5^1^^ Eirfl to
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„„<!/.' te. noabn*-.;j bna
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;*“bir"dT.f .b^irtBmm.
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speech was labored and yet there was no loving service that
his sister’s willing hands could render that failed to bring from
his whitening ‘‘Thank you sister.” Before his
lips a grateful
health had failedhim he attended with me once a Methodist
District Conference at Thomson, Ga. During the session I
was invited by a friend to spend the night at his home some
miles away from the town. Before leaving I presented my
friend Seabie to a young lady resident and asked her to look
after him in my Another friend standing by said,
absence.
“You are wasting —
words that boy can run his face anywhere
in the world,” and few faces have had better right to such a
tribute.
The old home has failed to feel the pressure of its owners’
footsteps for many a year and was recently sold to J. E.
Roberson of Augusta.
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.'pnuoO Ibbsil ni mod «*W
88ti X’wl .Kailo-i^ rf>io%
r '»ilj lo nao ni .boortrem vhsa w' cniainoJ oJ b^lsrgun
slooriss sicJS
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baJovab bni:
amen oinBa adJ lo oin da. bna .*n«
eqsdiaq anob avsd bns b^d
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the low toned answer “Just to Jerusalem,”fell on her ears she
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fifty years and more he filled large space in the labor and
councils of the Baptist Church in Georgia. His retention of a
single pastorate for more than half a century attest his merit
and his faithfulness. So. far as the writer knows, this record
has no duplicate in any pastoral charge in any denomination
in Georgia. The sisters, Mary and Eliza Carswell and Sarah
Davis, did not figure so prominently in the public eye as did
their father and brothers, but they married well, lived well,
died well, and their gentle, generous lives have found reincar-
nation in their children, who from many sections in this and
other States “rise up and call them blessed.”
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!v^
* VoTfOfJriMfti e[H .tst^^o^O elbnooD
ni ri:>T4JifC^J«it<ifiH 5d> lo
itti x^jJ3n5a s liiiji oAril aiom
9Jjno^£q ^!;gab
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’) ?/io5n «idJ .«v/ofnl w'jVff t& ml .o2 .eaortiwirflifii aid bna
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!o WiJw5ilafii,^»moa ai loeealoiq s, ai odw ,«ani*l. bna ,esxaT
|)n b'lta-H AitbS leaf bain sm aH .’gfrimfial
f .taSiiw
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?rf5 lo norfsaagoq adl olnl baaaaq ti nadw
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ROBERT MALONE.
Of this old-time resident I know nothing personally, for
the reason that he died during my childhood or at an earlier
date. He merchandised both in Augusta and Savannah and in
the ’30s of the last century be built a summer home at iBroth-
ersville, which after his death his family occupied permanently.
This home he beautified with a long avenue of cone shaped
cedars stretching away from its front, while the yards sur-
rounding the residence were all aglow with blooming flowers
of every tint and hue. A tall white pine planted by his hand
is standing today near the old dwelling.
‘
(nsilliV/ bns .1 aam*l ^aoe QWt
rnarfj ol mod aiaw oiailJ
,-.T
.aiaJrisosb aairiJ bns
bns .(aoiaia) aoaibnA .(nisuoM) musJ
node s to! wet baaiJo«q?;5 eamsl ,(M«n*V) t^naH a.nns?
baoobnsdfi tud sUb^uA ni amb
baloyab bns noieaaloiq adJ
ol ilaemid
bainfim aH .vlouoO adioa^Bi ieaialnr^nbnslq eid
>«"/ .imWj<b eid lo o //l bns lliH aiHaZ
W .alisa bns *(1» P*T)
,(xaUoH)®BonBMiiaads4is|> ladJotis alidn^^f “8"^
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to
.snrsdsl A- .msds**™’*® Jnabieai * «*
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it) a-galivhq oifr bed I"
3 alliveiadloia adJ
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iseesiM)S aaBsTaqmai s ni ,.a eamst amisad
.bood^od xm ni tfr^bsoA
IL s IS daaaqa Isoililoq s' ni iubI bns
bns aabnni^aiS"
* nsisqmsa Isilnabiesia adi ni gniiaarn ansJ
bns InauR s bns waibb^iiniasana io nsm s
esw aH .opi lo
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and Rev. W. G. Conner, Pastor of St. John Church, delivered
an able and eloquent address. During the exercises, in grateful
recognition of the valuable aid of their fair friend, the Division
through Rev. \V. L. Kilpatrick presented to her a handsome
Bible.
But the energies of this charming representative of the
Malone name were not confined to the erection of Temperance
Halls. She possessed marked literary talent and the files of
the religious press of that day would show many contributions
in verse from her gifted and rhythmic pen. Five of these
poems have been preserved on the pages of the scrap book
already referred to and the following brief extracts are taken
from them. The opening stanzas of a poem entiled “Pere
Le Chaise’’ read as follows
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All of these poems show practically faultless rhythm, and
breathe in every line a devotional spirit of the purest type.
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The Malone home was occupied for a time after the war
by the family of iWilliam T., but was later exchanged for a
residence and farm near Bartow, Ga. The building still stands
but it is only a semblance of its former selft.
JOHN D. MONGIN,
Belonged to an old South Carolina family cultured and
courtly, and wearing in their blood the traditional courtesy
and courage of their Palmetto lineage. One of the tribe had
faced the muzzle of a rifle on the dueling ground, but with
what result I do not now recall. John D. came to Georgia
probably in the early ’30s, married Laura, daughter of Robert
Malone, and built a home not far away from the IMalone resi-
dence. Three daughters came of this union, Laura (Reynolds),
Mary Astrepia (Redding) and Fannie. There were also four
boys, Daniel William, Robert Malone, John and Albert. The
two older boys were my school mates and Daniel William was
my comrade for a time in the ist Ga. Regiment.
John D. was fond of a good horse and always kept a fast
roadster for his personal use. Driving to Augusta one <lay. he
chanced to strike* the Louisville Road immediately in front of
his neighbor, Rev. J. FI. T. Kilpatrick, who was holding loose
rein over an uncomely sorrel, that belonged apparently to the
“Plug” variety. John Di chatted pleasantly with the minister
for a time and then with a courtly bow said to him, “I want
to reach the city at an early hour today and I trust therefore
that you will excuse me for driving on.” Rev. J. FI. T. nodded
acquiescence and John D.’s fast roadster was given the reins.
After trotting at good speed for a mile or two he turned to
see how far he had distanced his companion and found to his
surprise that he could lay his hand on the homely sorrel’s nose.
Chagrined a little by the result, he took the whip from the
socket and gradually increased the speed of his horse until in
modern vernacular he was doing his “levelest best,” and still
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the sorrelwas not a length behind. John D. finally gave up the
effort,having become satisfied that while his steed’s ungainly
competitor was, in the language of Bishop ]\Iarvin, ‘‘not much
on looks,” he had a “get there” attribute in his make up that
made amends for his plebeian appearance.
In the Fall of i860 the Mongin home was sold to Wm. T.
Timmerman, a native of South Carolina who had merchandised
in Augusta for a time as a member of the clothing firm of
Hora, Wise & Co. The Hall of the Sons of Temperance, after
suspension of that Order, had been converted into a dwelling
and this was occupied for some years by the Mongin family.
In one of the early years following the war they removed to a
rice plantation near Savannah, and my information is that none
of them now survive save Mary Astrepia, who had married a
second time and was living some years ago near Midville, Ga.
John D. attended in his boyhood the Citadel Academy in
Charleston and my first acquaintance with the science of war
was made under his tutelage in the Spring of ’61 on the ground
of the old Brothersville Academy. Daniel William married a
Miss Anthony of Augusta but of the other matrimonial al-
liances made by the younger children I have no information.
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Wm. T.,bought the old Robert Evans home that lay in the
and here after some years he died. He
outskirts of our village,
had served gallantly as a Confederate officer and when in the
days of Reconstruction it was thought advisable as a precau-
tionary measure to establish a military organization in the
community for the protection of person and property he was
made its commander. If necessity had arisen we would prob-
ably have bloomed out as a regular branch of the Klu Klux
Klan and I am sure that our commander’s Carolina blood
would have made effective use of our white gowned organiza-
tion. After his death his widow spent her remaining years in
Augusta,
Sarah C. Dobey was married to the late Edmund T.
Murphey and Joseph A., entered the Methodist ministry and is
now an honored and able member of the North Georgia Con-
ference. My genial friend Mary K., is at this writng an inmate
of her sister’s home and when we meet she never fails to give
me a courteous invitation to call, and in the recent past has
rarely failed to be ‘‘out” when I complied with the request.
I scarcely think, however, that this was due to any mental
telepathy that gave her premonition of my coming. George
W., is also a resident of Augusta while the younger girls
have married and are living in South Carolina.
“Thus endeth the second lesson'* in the story of “Ellerslie”
the old time Mongin home.
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ALEXANDER MURPHEY.
This old-time resident has already received recognition
in the write up of his father, Edmund Murphey, and not
much is left to be added. He was a man of large body, large
soul, large family and owned a large wife, a large house and a
large plantation. His Brothersville home was a sort of double
barreled affair, two houses in one. This arrangement was
probably necessitated by the fact that when his last marriage
occurred, both he and his wife included among their personal
assets a goodly batch of children, who had come to them
through former matrimonial alliances and an apartment house
had to be provided for their accommodation. This segregating
policy may have been adopted also to prevent their respec-
tive olive plants from marrying each other, but if so it failed
very signally as has heretofore been recorded, of accomplishing
that purposes. “Uncle Aleck’’ had also a large fund of humor
to which he sometimes gave play at his own expense. ,
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JAMES MADISON REYNOLDS.
The Reynolds home faced the Walker’s Bridge Road and
stood about midway between the residences of William Evans
and Moses P. Green, the latter being known later as the Jones
Place. It was built in 1837 occupied from that year by the
Reynolds family as a summer residence. The enclosed yard
was shaded by shapely water oaks and with its broad grove
extending to the public highway it became one of the most at-
tractive homes in the community. Its owner James Madison
Reynolds was the son of Joseph, who belonged to a Revolu-
tionary family in Maryland and who had married Eugenia
Heyser of Hagerstown in that State. William Heyser father
of Eugenia established the first bank in Hagerstown eighty
years or more ago, and this institution is still in existence.
Joseph Reynolds migrated to Georgia in the early years of the
last century and after his death Eugenia, his Avidow, was mar-
ried to Judge Atton Pemberton. James Madison married
Mary Ann daughter of Thomas who was the youngest child
of Abram Jones. By this marriage there came to them three
sons, Robert A., who married Laura daughter of John D. Mon-
gin, J. Jones, who married first Rosa V. and afterwards Lizzie
W. both daughters of James Anderson, Sr., and John W. who
married ^lary, daughter of Judge Joseph A. Shewmake of
Burke County. Two daughters were also born of this mar-
riage, Eugenia H. (Rushing) and Lila J. (
Jones). Of the
surviving children, John W. with his wife and children, Hon.
Joseph S., Julius and Lila (Reynolds), are living in Augusta.
Eugenia (Rushing) and daughters, Susie ^fay Dreger) and
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Iwas prepared to assure him that I had not only met it some-
where in my travels, but had a speaking acquaintance with it.
And so it may be that the readers eye has chanced to fall
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HON. JOSEPH S. REYNOLDS,
Crana Son of James Madison Reynolds.
Ah well, John and I were both boys then and little boys
at that and I am glad to say that his reformation was early
and complete. He hung his harp upon the willows, abandoned
the role of a poet laureateand never played on my credulity
again. When we meet now our memories and our lips go back
together through the long gone years and our hearts grow
mellow as our feet grow bare and suntanned once again.
The Reynolds home was sold many years ago and- after
passing through the hands of Amos W. Wiggins, Dr. (Baldwin
B. Miller, and Samuel G. Story, Sr., it became the property in
recent years of Rev. Charles M. Carswell.
Some months ago my friend John W. was surveying the
adjoining Jones place and when the work was ended he rode
over to the old home, whose portals he had not entered in
forty years. After walking through the old familiar hall,
feasting his eyes on the grounds his boyish feet had pressed
and naming to its owner the room in which his baby eyes
first saw the light of day he drove to the residence of his
nephew, Foster P. Reynolds, a mile or so away. He had been
there but a little while when his nephew saw an ominous pil-
lar of smoke climbing skyward in the direction of the old
home. Driving rapidly to the place he found the dwelling in
flames and in a little while it had gone to ashes. No plausible
explanation could be given of the origin of the fire, and so I
offer one here without making any charge for the service. Pos-
sibly in the warmth of welcome extended to its former inmate
after an absence of forty years, the old home overdid the thing
and brought on a case of spontaneous combustion.
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home in Brothersville to Tampa and brought the young man’s
remains to his old home for interment in the family burying
ground. He and his good wife lived to extreme old age and
the Rhodes home remained in possession of his children until
a few months ago when after sheltering four generations of
the name and remaining a family heritage for a hundred years
it passed into other hands.
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seemed like a breath from Heaven. As they revived the old-
time friendships and recalled the tender memories of the long
ago, their hearts grew young again, “the sere and yellow leaf”
took on a tinge of green and they forgot for a time at least that
for them all there were “silver threads among the gold.”
They rode ground where they had romped
to the old school
and played in childhood and if the foot-worn pathway to the
spring had not been covered by the plowshares cruel touch
they would have quaffed again the limpid waters that quenched
their childish thirst. They visited the old post office, that in
bygone years had been their Mecca on Wednesday and Satur-
day afternoons and Miss Addie Gresham forgetting that forty
years had passed asked for her mail. With bared heads they
entered the old church where they had kneeled long years ago
and walked with mellowed hearts among the graves of their
sainted dead.
As they trod the old familiar paths and talked in tender
tones of the long ago, they could but feel with my old friend
Joe Lewis, that sweet to lay aside for a time the burdens
“it is
and cares of later life, to let the spirit of dreaming return, to
catch the far-off twinkle of the lights that childhood saw and
to revel again in the music gushes that gladdened the morn
of life— sweet to feel upon our furrowed brows the breath of
unseen wings, the touch of unseen hands, that opened glory’s
morning gate and poured the light and minstrelsy of Heaven
upon our cradles.”
Eighteen of the old time residents were present at this
Home Coming and the provision for their comfort and enter-
tainment made by their hospitable host seemed absolutely per-
fect in its appointrpents, while a kindly Providence smiled on
them in their gladness in three bright and balmy Indian Sum-
mer days. Among the invited guests were three of their old
time slaves on whose heads had fallen the frosts of more than
seventy winters. They were gladly welcomed and enter-
tained, not as social equals it is true, and yet in a way that
gladdened their old hearts and brought back many a tender
memory of “Marster and Mistiss” in the old, old days.
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HEPHZIBAH.
Our little town was born October 24, 1870. Rufus B.
Bullock, defacto but not dejure Governor, having on that date
given his official sanction to an Act of the General Assembly,
granting it municipal being with all the powers, rights, privi-
leges, immunities and communities, hereditaments, issues polit-
ITS NAME.
When the movement to establish a denominational High
School within the limits of the Hephzibah Baptist Association
culminated in i860, Brothersville, Ga., was selected as its loca-
ings that stood near the site of the school there had been
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following lines from “Drifting,” and he will recognize at once
how charmingly alike they are in melody and rhythmic cadence.
Hephzibah, Hephzibah, Hephzibah, Hephzibah.
“Today, so mild,
Is heaven’s own child.
With earth and ocean reconciled
The airs I feel
Around me steal
Are murmuring to the murmuring keel.
I heed not, if
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Friday afternoon exercise at the school I wrote the following
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There’s Hephisbar, Hepsebia,
Hexperherville and Hipsibah,
. There’s Hepsebal, Hepzibui
And Hepbestya knocked into pi.
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marked to me, “You have plenty of room for a town out here,’'
and the statement is eminently correct. Our capacity for ex-
pansion in a material way is only equalled by our inability to
measure up to the opportunities presented. With Augusta,
Waynesboro, Blythe, Belair and Gracewood lying from six to
eighteen miles away our “open door” for a “Greater Hcphzi-
bah” is practically limitless. The gifted and eccentric Rev. \\\
Watkins Hicks, D. D., in a sermon I chanced to hear, long
years ago referred in his characteristic way to “the ghost of
murdered opportunities,” that throng and haunt our pathway
from childhood to the grave. And so it may be that in the
unfilled spaces that lie along our public thoroughfares and on
the gleaming hilltops and through the shaded valleys that form
our broad domain as yet uncrowned by home or hearthstone,
these weird and wandering phantoms of the unseen world
are reveling today. The late Rev. W. L. Kilpatrick, once a
loved and honored resident of our town, in a school comedy
written more than fifty years ago described Waynesboro, Ga.,
as being “very pleasantly situated on both sides of the Big
Road.”
Our little town has improved on its surburban neighbor,
by locating itself on both sides of two “Big Roads.” For
fifteen years of its early life its railway connections lay twelve
or fifteen miles away, but through the former courtesy of Col.
Mitchell, and the present grace of the Southern road, we are
bound by Augusta, Gibson, Sandersville, Ten-
ties of steel to
nille and all intermediate points, while our “Big Road” con-
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X^l «fK>ni;an«oa x^wlto aUl xi^s^ eii lo Bisax naartft
JoD ig "laxfiiol adl xf^tioidi naajld ao
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pifi av/ ^b£pi adi lo aarr^ tnaeaiq ad) bn£ ,Uada)rl^
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bib adX^® .Band liipqqB iq U^ana)| iad)ia no baiaobnoa ;>a«rjod
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iad)b oi^ldinainc )6n »i na/b0uo
J'jcl ad^ UaVai xldiidoiq bluow ial£^ «Ji ?o ^
.aatamxqoa ip 2 abi)i£ ^aibBal e)i ^noinfi ksv/ eloa ;TrJ
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Our public utilities not yet turned over to public ownership
are a public gin and saw mill located near the center of the
town and as my friend Benjamin Franklin would say the
residents of that section “pay rather dearly for the whistle" in
the loss of their morning naps.
Our town has not only a corporate name but a corporate
government consisting of a board of commissioners, whose sole
duty seems to consist in being elected. -My old friend and col-
lege mate, Syd Lewis, of the Sparta Ishmaelite, once left upon
record the statement that the corporate authorities of the town
in which he then lived were known as a board of intendants.
but that the name was a misnomer, that they should have been
called a board of intenders, as they were always intending to
do something, but never did it. While our board may not be
connected with this old-time corporation by any ties of blood
they seem to be related by a sort of mental kinship. Their ,
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•iflt }6 TT)in^o ifl-jn IHm wca bn* nr^^oildnq * riM
^ i>flJ "X^« ‘Wttow ail3lii*1‘^ tran*in9fi bnihi^Xnt «b bn« nwoJ
ni 3 ffy nol x«q" ’noboi8‘ Uiti lo e>nidiJ«9T
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public a private express line on the Augusta Southern road.
For a score of years he has carried on this delightfully enter-
taining work “without the fear of punishment or the slightest
hope of reward.” A personal witness of his constantly recur-
ring and never-ending trials and tribulations along this line 1
have felt that his patient endurance of the affliction for all
these years deserved some recognition, and I have tried to
voice such feeling in the following verses:
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No fee is charged for the service given,
And he has but one day’s rest in seven,
And I wonder sometimes when his work is done
And his final journey has begun,
Who’ll take his place on the “Hephzibah run.”
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not know that I can give it better or more fitting ending than
in the closing words of a little tribute my memory laden pen
once tried to pay to old-time Brothersville, my Lost .-\rcadia,
“Since those old days this modern Eden has in the passing
years, like all things human, suflfered from chance and change.
Time the tomb-builder, has not been idle and his remorseless
fingers have wrought within its limits some saddening meta-
morphoses. The old-time worthies, whose manly forms once
graced its sylvan shades, have long since gone to dust, and
their descendants called by the tyranny of changed conditions
to other scenes have scattered far and wide. The fair colonial
homes they built and from whose hospitable boards they
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that once resounded with the shout and glee of merry boy-
hood now feels the plough-share’s cruel touch, and corn and
cotton grow and bloom and fruit and die on soil made sacred
by the print of girlish feet. The village church, where they
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side, its light as well as shadow. Nearby the limits of our pris-
tine village a railway line has .laid its shining bars, and from
dhe ashes of the old the new has sprung, for Hephzibah has
come and come to stay. The name is not so typical perhaps
nor so euphonious as that its predecessor bore, and may be
worrying to those who write it because of its phenomenal
capacity for being spelled amiss, but barring this misfortune
and in spite of it I trust the coming years may find amid its
groves of oak and pine, in lieu of that fair Eden we have lost,
another Paradise Regained.
(THE END)
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