tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52845970302333511852024-03-13T12:40:58.728-05:00Itawamba ConnectionsMona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.comBlogger729125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-17425423104537592282013-01-15T12:33:00.001-06:002013-01-15T12:33:27.108-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-9812495268450970792012-11-01T06:00:00.000-05:002012-11-02T15:00:51.009-05:00Fulton in 1900<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">Thirty-Two Years Ago</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">In February, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1900, the editor of this paper first came to
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">During that time some of the best
friends we ever had, or ever expect to have, breathed their last.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Among them was father, mother and a
sister.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thirty-two years in a lifetime
is the most of the life of many people.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Much can happen during that many years, much that is good and much is that
is bad, owing to the character of the one living.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">In that year, Rev. J. A. McDougal
, a mighty good old Methodist preacher, was Chancery Clerk.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mr. E. R. Googe, another good man, was
Sheriff of the county.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dr. J. M. Walker,
who spent his life and his means trying to develop the county into a better
place to live, was Circuit Clerk, and Dr. M. W. Howard, who graduated in
medicine at Cincinnati, was County Treasurer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They have all passed on, and some of them did not live to fill out their
terms of office.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">There were but few stores here
then, and they sold “on time” until fall when people sold their cotton and
would come in to pay their store account.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Those who were slow to come in and settle, they would often go out and
collect or send some one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Often they
would trade for cows, sometimes a mule or horse, and sometimes they would take
a note for the amount due.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">There was not a bank here
then.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Merchants would keep their own
funds until such time as they had opportunity to send the money to Tupelo,
where it was deposited.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All the goods
were brought out on wagon and most of the goods for the winter were hauled out
in the fall, for the roads would get so bad that a wagon could not bring back
much of a load.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The mail was carried on
a hack and would sometimes be ten or eleven o’clock in the night getting
in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Many would wait until it came and
was put up before they retired for the night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Now, the goods that are sold here could not be brought out over the
roads as they were then, and the mail could not be brought that way.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">There was a ferry boat on which
to get across the river, and the ferry man was employed by the Board of
Supervisors.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He carried across people
who lived in the county free of charge, but put charges on all who did not live
in the county.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When people crossed the
river and were late getting back, often they had trouble getting back across
the river.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">There were no saloons here at
that time, but there were several at Aberdeen, and plenty could be ordered, and
it was no violation of the law to have whiskey in one’s possession, or to carry
it about wherever they desired.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was
nothing out of the ordinary to see a few drunk men here every week.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nothing was done about it unless they fought
or raised trouble some way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When saloons
were closed in this state those who were at Aberdeen moved to Jackson, Tenn.,
where they sent out literature inviting their customers to continue to
patronize them, and many of them did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Finally, they were closed out in Tennessee, and we do not know what
became of them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">If we could turn Time back for
thirty years for a week, no doubt people would appreciate the many convenient
things we have now, and would be ready after a few days to change back to the
present.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It costs more to live now, but
it is worth more in many respects.</span></div>
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1933 issue of the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Fulton News Beacon</i>,
the predecessor paper to the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Itawamba
County Times</i>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Although the article
is titled “Thirty-Two Years Ago” and the year of publication is 1933, the year
referenced by Editor Graham is 1900, not 1901.</span></div>
Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-85833030008255185272012-10-30T20:12:00.000-05:002012-10-30T20:16:42.974-05:00Abb Dulaney<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">This ad appeared in the <b><i>Itawamba County News</i></b> on January 10, 1946, but I don't know which Abb Dulaney the advertisement refers to. Abb (or Ab) was a nickname for several Itawamba Dulaney men. Alfred Elias "Ab" Dulaney was born in 1856 in Itawamba County, but he moved to Arkansas with his father when he was fourteen years old. Alfred Elias was named for his grandfather, Alfred Dulaney, who was one of three Dulaney brothers who came to Itawamba County in the 1830s. Another grandson of Alfred, Alfred G. Dulaney, was also known as "Ab" but he died in 1934 so I doubt the 1946 newspaper ad refers to his home. Yet another grandson was named Joe Abb Dulaney, and it is most likely this "Abb" that the newspaper references. Joe Abb Dulaney was the son of Joseph "Joe" Dulaney and Martha Ann Johnson. He married Vonnie Senter, daughter of Thomas Alfred Senter and <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2011/01/becky-senter.html">Rebecca Woodard</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Recently, I posted about Veneta McKinney's newspaper transcriptions at the Lamar County Genealogy Trails website hosted by Veneta. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Here is another little jewel that I found among her transcriptions of the <b><i>Vernon Courier</i></b> newspaper from 1893. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Vernon Courier, June 8, 1893</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />AN OCTOGENARIAN - MARTIN PENNINGTON died on May
the 27 at his home four miles from Vernon in his 81st year. He was married
in 1839 to MARTHA TACKET, and they lived for 56 years on the old homestead where
he died. His wife survives him. Seventeen children blessed their union, thirteen
of whom are living. He left 79 grand-children and 10
great-grand-children. He was a member of the Baptist Church for a number of
years, and was a good and useful citizen. His remains were laid to rest in
Friendship burying ground on the 28th of May, in presence of a large number of
relatives and friends.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Martin was the brother of my great-great-great grandfather Henry Pennington -- both were sons of William Pennington and Elizabeth Surratt (sometimes found Sarratt), and brothers to Aaron and Samuel.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">There is a bit of mystery surrounding William and Elizabeth. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Five Pennington brothers migrated to then-Fayette County, Alabama from South Carolina, the oldest brother being Benjamin who came to Alabama before 1830 and set up one of the first grist mills in the county. Records indicate a voting precinct was set up at Benjamin Pennington's house as early as 1828. Migrating about the same time as Benjamin were William's sons by his marriage to Elizabeth Surratt: Samuel, Aaron, Henry, and Martin. There is a household in the 1830 census of Fayette County, Alabama, for Samuel Pennington that appears to contain his brothers, his mother Elizabeth, and possibly his grandfather William Surratt. This early census only lists the head of the household along with the ages of the other members of the household so we cannot be certain of exactly who was living with Samuel - we can only surmise. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">But where was father William if his sons and their mother were in Alabama? Apparently still in South Carolina with another woman, likely Isabella/Isabelle who is listed as his wife (?) in later census records in Alabama. Did William divorce Elizabeth? Leave her? It appears so. The earlier, 1820 census, back in Spartanburg District, South Carolina, includes a household for an Elizabeth Pennington enumerated next door to William Surratt. Elizabeth's household included a young male and female, both age 10-16. Where was William Pennington? He was enumerated as living next to his brothers Benjamin, Isaac and Jesse, but there are additional members in his household that cannot be named. Certainly, his household members included more than just the four sons that we would expect to find. We know from subsequent census records that he had children born in South Carolina before 1830, likely from the second wife.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We do not know what happened to Elizabeth Surratt Pennington. She may have remarried. Her supposed-father William Surratt lived to be at least 83 years old because he can be found living with his son, Samuel, in the 1850 census for Fayette County, Alabama. </span></span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-50980950803127714852012-10-17T06:30:00.000-05:002012-10-17T06:30:02.402-05:00Big Daddy's House<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My brother, Kirk, does amazing things with his hands. This past spring, he created a replica - shown above - of the house affectionately called Big Daddy's. Built in 1944-45 to replace an older, pioneer structure, it was the home of Hugh and Dee Sloan Pennington in their later years although Dee died in September 1945 and did not get to enjoy her new home very long. The <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-homeplace.html">old homeplace</a> was part of the Jackson Sloan estate, and when the land was divided following Jack's death, Dee Sloan Pennington "drew" her lot, getting the original dogtrot house and surrounding acreage. Unfortunately, termite damage to the roof and foundation resulted in taking down the 1945 home a few years ago<a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-goes-on.html"> but the chimney still remains</a> to remind future generations of the heritage of the place.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Below is a photograph of Big Daddy's house as it looked during the 1980's. My husband and I lived in the house during the summers of 1976 and 1977, back when the "bathroom facilities" consisted of an outhouse along with an outdoor shower stall consisting of a water hose from the kitchen sink and a metal bucket punched with holes. Luckily, we had a window air conditioning unit to keep us cool from the record-breaking heat those summers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Didn't Kirk do a great job replicating the house, down to the windows, shutters, porch and steps!?! Lots of good memories were created here - Sunday dinners in the early days followed by a long period of non-use after Big Daddy died. Later, the homeplace was the site of Easter egg hunts and New Year's Eve celebrations and many, many rook games. The bottom photo is of Aunt Vivian sitting on the front porch steps during the early 1950's, probably at a Sunday get-together.</span></div>
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<br />Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-75943074280967298172012-10-15T06:30:00.000-05:002012-10-15T06:30:04.536-05:00James G. Young, 1819-1893<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Veneta Aldridge McKinney, over at <a href="http://www.genealogytrails.com/ala/lamar/">Lamar County Alabama Genealogy Trails</a>, is doing a wonderful service in transcribing and publishing old newspapers of Lamar County. After transcribing, Veneta also e-mails a summary of the deaths and marriages found in the old newspapers to the Lamar County Rootsweb message board. As anyone who has ever transcribed old records from microfilm knows, it is a tedious process. Amazingly, Veneta has done this for the old<a href="http://genealogytrails.com/ala/marion/"> Marion County</a> and <a href="http://genealogytrails.com/ala/fayette/">Fayette County</a> newspapers as well. If you have any ancestors in any of these counties, it would be worth your while to check out the work that Veneta has done at these linked websites. Veneta is also the volunteer webmaster for the Genealogy Trails websites for Winston and Walker Counties.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Recently, one of Veneta's e-mails to the Lamar County Rootsweb message board included deaths and marriages abstracted from the 1893 <b><i>Vernon Courier</i></b> newspaper. These accounts are not only informative (great information for the genealogist) but entertaining as well. Apparently there were quite a number of marriages where the bride had to slip around her parents to get married, including one young woman who "ran away" on the train to get married in Mississippi. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The Vernon Courier reported the death of James G. Young in its February 9, 1893 issue.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">VERNON COURIER<br />Feb. 9, 1893<br /><br />Mr. JAMES G. YOUNG, a well-known citizen of Pine Springs beat departed this life last week. Mr. YOUNG had long been a citizen of the county and his death will be keenly felt by a host of friends. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">James was the uncle of my great-great grandmother <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2008/11/isham-james-loyd.html">Rachel Young Loyd</a> (brother to William A. Young). His tombstone is pictured above, photographed just this past spring when Karol Squier, another Young descendant, and I visited Wesley Chapel Cemetery in northwestern Lamar County. James was born February 22, 1819 and died January 30, 1893. He was the son of James A. and Mary "Polly" Green. Some researchers indicate that his full name was James Green Young, but I've also seen Gilbert as his middle name. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">This Young family was originally from Abbeville District, South Carolina but in 1810 are found in Warren County, Kentucky where Rachel's father, William A. Young, was born. The family made their way southward - by 1830 they are found in Marion County, Alabama (later part of Lamar County) although later records show some of them (including my line) moved just over the line into Monroe County, Mississippi. In fact, Wesley Chapel Cemetery is close to the Mississippi line and contains the graves of many Young relatives.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thanks, Veneta, for all that you do!</span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-8764939705284555272012-10-12T21:13:00.001-05:002012-10-13T00:52:00.451-05:00A New Cousin<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Tonight, over supper, I "discovered" a new cousin, one that I'm delighted to learn about, especially on the eve of the annual Sloan Family Reunion in the Peaceful Valley community of Itawamba County.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My great-grandmother, <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2008/12/ethel-dee-sloan.html">Dee Sloan Pennington</a>, was the daughter of <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2009/03/jackson-and-melissia-sloan.html">Jackson Samuel Sloan and Malissa Caroline Potts</a>. My "new" cousin is descended from Jackson's sister, Mary Sloan, and Malissa's brother, George W. Potts. A double cousin from both the Potts and Sloan families!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Who is this special cousin? Dorothy Carol Moore Dulaney, my husband's Aunt Dorothy who is married to Uncle Frank Dulaney. Aunt Dot's mother was Allie Mae Dodson, granddaughter of George W. Potts and Mary Sloan. Uncle Frank is visiting us this weekend while Dorothy is staying with her sister, and when Frank found out about the Sloan Reunion tomorrow he wondered if this was the same family of Sloans that Dorothy was kin to.... and it is! Can't wait to talk to Dorothy about our common Itawamba Connections.</span><br />
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Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-60890870271299844802012-10-02T06:30:00.000-05:002012-10-02T06:30:02.959-05:00Martha Eudoxie Davis Raburn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Martha Eudoxie Davis Raburn, standing right in the photograph, was the daughter of <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2010/08/davises-of-st-clair-and-itawamba.html">Jesse Davis and Elvira Amanda McGee</a> . Born on July 5, 1854 in Gwinnett County, Georgia, she moved with her family while still a toddler to St. Clair County, Alabama around 1858. By 1870, the Davis family were in Itawamba County where they are found enumerated in the census for that year. Eudoxie's mother and two of her sisters died in Alabama, and her father remarried, to a widow by the name of Mary Johnson Caldwell before moving his family to the Providence Church area on the Mississippi-Alabama state line.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Eudoxie and my great-great grandfather, <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2010/03/jwa-and-annaliza-davis.html">James William Anderson Davis</a>, were siblings. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In 1873, Eudoxie married William Greenberry Raburn, a Civil War veteran who enlisted and served in the 41st Mississippi Regiment in Itawamba County. The youngest of their ten children, Susie, is pictured with Eudoxie in the photograph to the left. Susie was born just days after the death of her father, who died November 9, 1894. Her full name was William Suzannie Raburn.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">During Greenberry's stint in the Civil War, he was captured by Union soldiers and sent to Colorado as part of the Union Army after signing a Loyalty Oath. During the cold winter, as the troops were marching in harsh conditions, Greenberry's feet became frostbitten and had to be amputated. He returned to Itawamba County following the war and even served as tax assessor before dying in 1894. Following his death, Eudoxie received a widow's pension from the federal government for Greenberry's service during the War.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Eudoxie Davis Raburn purchased the house now known as Bonds
House, home to Itawamba County Historical Society in Mantachie, from the
Sims family in the early 1900s. The house was built around 1892 by Mantachie merchant and mayor,
James Andrew Bonds. When Eudoxie died in 1920, the house was later sold by her heirs.</span></span></span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The following account was published in a 1931 newspaper - quite interesting! I wonder what happened to the seedling that came up from the cockle burr?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><b>Fulton News Beacon</b></i><br />July 16, 1931<br /><br />Waited 37 Years<br /><br />Some of our readers will no doubt remember Mr. Green Raburn, who served this county one term as tax assessor. He had no feet on account of getting them frozen off during the Civil War. He wore specially prepared shoes and appeared to be a very low man. <br /><br />Rev. Sumpter Raburn, his son, recently found a cockle burr in a crevice of his father's shoe which had been there for 37 years, and which he planted and it came up and is producing after its kind, after lying dormant that long.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></span> </span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-25050053592712567922012-09-25T06:30:00.000-05:002012-09-25T06:30:03.266-05:00Images of America - Itawamba County<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am thrilled to announce the publication date for Images of America: Itawamba County. This photographic history book, containing over 200 vintage images, will be available for purchase on January 7, 2013. The Images of America series of books by Arcadia Publishing chronicles the history of counties and towns across the country using vintage photographs that capture by-g0ne times, people and events that help define a community.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The book, which will cost $21.99 plus a shipping and handling fee if mailed, will be available for sale at the Itawamba County Historical Society, or directly from me, or a local retailer, and also online from Arcadia Publishing. I recently spoke to the Itawamba County Historical Society and was pleasantly surprised to learn from someone at the meeting that the book is already listed on the <a href="http://www.arcadiapublishing.com/9780738590684/Itawamba-County">company's website</a></span>! <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">How exciting!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The book was a pure labor of love, and I thoroughly enjoyed getting to meet both old and new "cousins" and learn more about our county. Hopefully, the book will be both entertaining and informative. Pre-sales will start soon, and gift cards will be available to give as Christmas gifts.</span> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">E-mail me at ItawambaConnections@gmail.com if you are interested.</span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-80422283197167749362012-09-24T06:30:00.000-05:002012-09-24T06:30:03.229-05:00Back in the saddle again...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Last Friday was the first time I've been in the records room of a courthouse in a long time, and it was good to handle the dusty volumes and smell the mustiness of pages that haven't been touched in a long time. By the time the day ended, I had been on all three floors of the Pontotoc courthouse plus the unused and dank basement. Three record books of the first federal court of Northern Mississippi - held initially in the courthouse at Pontotoc - were uncovered, in varying degrees of condition and each on separate floors of the building. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I had previously come across a published transcription of the will of James D. "Jimmy Dee" Bowen (<a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2010/06/james-d-bowen-jimmy-dee.html">read more about him in this previous post</a>), but on this trip I found the will recorded in Will Book 21, Page 20. The will, dated August 10, 1885, is pretty standard. Jimmy Dee left his personal and real estate to his much younger widow, Catherine, for use during her lifetime. If Catherine died or remarried, then Jimmy Dee indicated that his "son D. L. Bowen" was to receive 45 acres of land and the remainder of the estate of to "son F. W. Bowen."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The above is interesting because family history indicates that Jimmy Dee's son "Lane" Bowen died during the Civil War. Lane was enumerated in the 1860 census as "D. L. Bowen" in his father's household, and there is a record of an "L Bowen" enlisting on February 20, 1863. I think that perhaps "Lane" may have been Dulaney or Delaney Bowen because the "Dee" in Jimmy Dee supposedly stood for his middle name Dulaney (or Delaney).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">So, the question is... what really happened to D. L. "Lane" Bowen? I've been unable to find a record of him since the 1860 census, other than the possible enlistment record from 1863. Either way, the 1870 and 1880 censuses have not turned up a D. L. or Lane Bowen, and I've done a pretty thorough search. Did Jimmy Dee make the bequest to his son D. L. Bowen, perhaps never believing that he died during the war? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Another question... is there a connection to the Dulaney family back in South Carolina? Jimmy Dee Bowen came from Newberry District, South Carolina. Interesting that his son, <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2010/03/william-elisha-bowen-civil-war-soldier.html">William Elisha Bowen</a>, moved to Itawamba County from Pontotoc, around or after the Civil War. Probably a coincidence but still something that would be neat to figure out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It was good to be back in a courthouse record room, and I hope to get back again soon. </span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-60238419133397818312012-09-20T06:30:00.000-05:002012-09-20T06:30:01.123-05:00William Barksdale - William Purnell, continued<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Following up on the earlier<a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/william-barksdale-william-purnell.html"> story about William Barksdale</a>, the administrator of the Estate of William Purnell, we have learned that William likely was the guardian of the children of William Purnell: namely, Matthew Robert Purnell, Samuel Morris Purnell, and Martha "Patsey" Purnell Robinson.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">William Barksdale gave his power of attorney in 1823, recorded in Lawrence County, Alabama, to William "Roberson" to recover monies due the Estate of William Purnell from the deceased Purnell's service to the United States, probably during the War of 1812 or one of the Indian Wars. William Roberson/Robinson was likely the son of Matthew Robinson, who earlier in 1819 in Abbeville County, South Carolina, served as bondsman for William Barksdale when he was appointed administrator of Purnell's estate.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In 1826 in Lawrence County, Alabama, William R. Robinson was a bondsman for the marriage of James L. Robinson to Patsey Purnell. I believe Patsey to be the daughter of the deceased William Purnell. She and her husband, James, were living next to William Barksdale in the 1830 census in Marion County, Alabama (later the part that became Lamar County). I believe Patsey's husband James to be the son of John and Elizabeth Robinson, and the nephew of William R. Robinson who signed as bondsman for James and Patsey's marriage license. William would have signed in place of his brother, John, who died in 1825 in Lawrence County. Both John and William are likely sons of Matthew Robinson, the oldest known Robinson in my line.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">One important record that ties the Purnell and Robinson families together is a Bible that belonged to a daughter of Matthew Robert Purnell (another question - was Matthew Robert Purnell named for his grandfather Matthew Robinson - could his mother have been Matthew's daughter, thus the reason for Matthew Robinson serving as bondsman in 1819 when William Purnell's estate was opened for probate?). The Bible of Harriet Jane Purnell Clouse, daughter of Matthew Robert Purnell and his wife Anne, was in the possession of her granddaughter Harriet Jane Clouse Moyers in 1965, and although old and faded, a transcription of the written records within the Bible has been published.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Harriet Jane Purnell married John Clouse on February 15, 1855. Although the Bible doesn't indicate it, John Clouse is thought to be the son of Elijah Clouse and Jane Barksdale. The releationship of Jane Barksdale to William Barksdale is as yet unknown. Jane Barksdale Clouse was born in North Carolina, as census and newspaper records have indicated.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In her Bible, Harriet Jane wrote that her father "Mathew R. Purnell" was born January 11, 1811. In addition, "Samuel M. Purnell" was born June 7, 1812; "Marthy Ann Robison" was born January 22, 1810; and Ann Purnell was born October 31, 1812. Matthew, Samuel, and Martha Ann "Patsey" were siblings, children of the deceased William Purnell. Ann Purnell was the wife of Matthew Robert Purnell; her maiden name is unknown.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Harriet's Bible further records that William Barksdale , Sr. was born December 6, 1793. The birth is consistent with the birth range found in the 1830 census household for William Barksdale in Marion County, Alabama. The Bible also states that William Barksdale died May 19, 1856, age abt 63. Unfortunately, I've been unable to turn up a census record anywhere for William Barksdale in 1850, a record that would surely provide additional clues. Another entry in the Purnell-Clouse Bible is for William Barksdale, born November 28, 1837 - presumably the son of William Barksdale, Sr. The last entry for a Barksdale in the Bible is for Nancy Barksdale, born Jan. 1810. Was Nancy a second, younger wife of William Sr. and the mother of William born 1837? If she was the daughter of William, Sr. then that would mean William Sr. fathered Nancy when he was sixteen, possible but how probable? Finding that 1850 census record would be most helpful. I think I'll give it another try. It's probably been transcribed as Parksdale or some other odd name so I will have to be creative.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Thank goodness for Harriet Jane Purnell Clouse's Bible! Her written records from over 150 years ago have helped sort through and put relationships together.</span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-85518336564382258892012-09-18T23:53:00.000-05:002012-09-18T23:53:38.508-05:00Bettye Sue Stone Woodhull, 1931-2012<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bettye Sue Stone Woodhull passed away at her home this evening. Please say prayers for Ron and their three sons as they grieve the loss of a wife and mother. Bettye was a dear friend. We "met" over the internet in 2006 and very quickly became e-mail buddies. In 2010, Mike and I were blessed to meet Bettye and husband Ron in person (and beloved dog Cricket too!) as they made an extended trip to Alabama to visit friends and family, stopping in Oxford on their way back home to Texas.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Bettye had an incredible memory. Thanks to Bettye's amazing ability to recall even the smallest details from her childhood, I have a wonderful collection of stories and information about Bexar, Alabama in the 1930s and 1940s. When I asked Bettye once about her gift of memory, she said that she first realized she was gifted in that way when she quoted the preacher's sermon and scripture almost word for word on the way home from a Sunday evening revival meeting in Bexar when she was about eight years old. Her grandparents were astounded, she said.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">In addition to sharing family connections, Bettye and I shared a love for the now extinct town of Bexar. When I asked questions, Bettye gave me the answers and a whole lot more about the once thriving community that was home to so many of my people and hers. Bettye was a gifted writer, putting her memories into words that helped me "see" the people and places of her youth. I'll be forever grateful to her for making Bexar come alive once more. Bettye's remembrances of Uncle Lucian, Granny Kate, Cousin Gertrude, Aunt Agnes and others are true treasures.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The doily pictured above was embroidered by Bettye's great-grandmother, Susan Florence "Sukey" Evans Robinson. Sukey was the sister of my great-great grandfather, John T. Evans, and she married Henry Johnson Robinson, the younger brother of my great-great grandfather George Emerson Robinson. Tell them all hello for me in Heaven, Bettye.</span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-4895566600543126122012-09-18T06:30:00.000-05:002012-09-18T06:30:03.511-05:00William Barksdale - William Purnell<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The Purnell family line has been a brick wall for me with many missing pieces. My great-great-great grandfather Samuel Morris Purnell came from South Carolina as a little boy, apparently part of a migration from Abbeville District that included my Robinson and Emerson families as well as other related lines such as Kennedy and Stephenson (Stenson).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Fires at both the Abbeville District, South Carolina courthouse and the Marion County, Alabama courthouse created a big gap in the record history of most of my maternal and paternal lines, including the Purnell family.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">One record that survives in the Abbeville County courthouse is an 1819 probate record for William "Parnal". William Barksdale was appointed administrator for Purnell's estate, with Matthew Robinson and John Burnett serving as his bondsmen. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In 1823, William Barksdale and Matthew Robinson were in Lawrence County, Alabama. Both men went to the courthouse on the same day - October 13th - to record power of attorneys. The record filed by William Barksdale noted that he was the administrator of the Estate of William Purnell who "died in the service of the United States." Barksdale gave William (yes, another William!) "Roberson" his power of attorney to recover $48 due the estate from the United States. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It seems then that William Purnell may have died in the War of 1812 although no service record has been found for him in the abstracted records for that War (Virgil White compiled an extensive index of names from the War of 1812 pension files.). Neither have I found a record of William's service in any of the Indian Wars (sometimes referred to as "Old Wars"). When I posted a query to the War of 1812 genforum site, the following response was received from an expert in this area:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><i>"Many estates were not settled until long after the war ended, in fact, Congress had to pass the Settled Accounts Act of 6 April 1838 in order to get heirs to receive their benefits. The accounts settled in this act are called 'the lost pensions.' 55,000 accounts were settled under this act going back to the Revolutionary War. Parnell could have died in the First Seminole War, 20 Nov 1817 to 31 Oct 1818. Finding his service recod would prove this theory. There is a pension index for the wars between the War of 1812 and the Civil War. I do not have a copy of this list. Maybe Parnell is listed in this index."<br /><br />"It appears that William Parnell died during the War of 1812 while serving with the South Carolina militia probably from disease or injuries and not from wounds. If he was serving with the US Army then the heirs would have been entitled to both the half pay and the land bounty. Since the administrator had to pick one or the other benefits, then William served in the militia. He served as a private since the heirs received the minimum of $48 per year which was the rate for the heirs of privates."</i><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> Alas, I've checked all printed pension lists for Parnell, Purnell, and Pernell and other various spellings of the surname and have come up empty. I also requested a record look-up from the National Archives for William Purnell in the "Old Wars, Indian Disturbances" records, but no luck there.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Even though I've yet to uncover records of William Purnell's service, the two probate records have yielded important information and, at the same time, created more questions. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Who was William Barksdale, and why was he the appointed administrator of William Purnell's estate? What was his relationship to the Purnell family? He may have been the brother of William Purnell's widow. Or was he married to William Purnell's sister? Possibly, Barksdale could have married Purnell's widow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">William Barksdale was listed on the 1830 census for Marion County, Alabama. The census record indicates William was born between 1790 and 1800, which would put him as a contemporary of the deceased William Purnell. The Barksdale household had two boys, age 15-20, who I believe to be Samuel Morris Purnell and his brother, Matthew Robert Purnell. Next door was the household of James L. Robertson who was probably the same "James Robison" who married "Patsey Purnell" in Lawrence County, Alabama on October 18, 1826.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The following census of 1840 is interesting in that the households of Morris Purnell and William Barksdale are enumerated next to each other. But.... the household of William Barksdale does not show an adult male, only two males age 5-10. In addition to the young boys, there were five young females and one female age 30-40. Did the census taker forget to make a mark for William? Who were the young children in the household?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I've searched high and low for William Barksdale in the 1850 census but have been unable to locate a household for him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In 1860, there is a 68 year old Annie Barksdale living in the household of Matthew Robert Purnell, presumably the widow of William.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">More later on the Bible records that helped tie these families together.</span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-15347118536497309862012-09-12T06:30:00.000-05:002012-09-12T06:30:01.928-05:00Minnesota Purnell Brown<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Thanks to Dean Howell Page for sharing the above picture of Minnesota Purnell Brown, pictured front right. You can read more about Minnesota <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/08/minnesotas-story.html">at this blog post</a> from a couple of weeks ago. Minnesota was the daughter of Jemima C. Robinson (see <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/08/jemimas-story.html">Jemima's Story</a>) and husband David M. Purnell.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Pictured with Minnesota are her daughter, Viola Brown Gullick (front left), and her half-sister Myme Arveston Desmona Keith Page. In the back row are Flossie Lindsey Page and her mother Pearl Hughes Lindsey. </span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-21589513341347185102012-09-10T06:30:00.000-05:002012-09-10T22:52:19.255-05:00Stories of William Ephraim Wiygul, part four (conclusion)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">(Note:
If you've wandered onto this web page by benefit of a web browser,
please be aware that this is the fourth of a series of web posts. Go back to the <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-by-william-ephraim-wiygul-as.html">beginning</a>.)</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The following is the last of four serial posts. The July 2, 1986 edition of the Itawamba County Times contained
a collection of stories that were written in November 1925 to his grandchildren by William Ephraim
Wiygul, one of the earliest settlers in Itawamba County. Wiygul's written recollections were transcribed by his
great-granddaughter, Joana Y. Swanson, exactly as written by Wiygul. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am now going to tell you a Bare Story that is about my Grate Granfather Mayfield, which was Gramma Wiygull's father. He was an old man thin and was a criple. He come up to visit Granpa and Gramma, so they wanted to Shoe him a good time. So Granpa got Judge Boland and they went a bare Hunting. Boguefalaw Bottom was full of Cane and Large Cane at that. So they put Granpa Mayfield just a cross the Creak East of Bro. Ikes. Granpa has shoed me the Place lots of times whin Him and I would be fishing. It was in the Fall of the year and they Put him in an old Pon that had dried up, where they felt like the old Bare would Run. Granpa Mayfield was not a stout Man and was a Criple but he Killed Bare and Killed him with a Small Pocket Knife. Stop Now and guess how he Killed him with a small pocket Knife -- and it was a verry large Bare....</span></span><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> </span></span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Judge Boland twok the Dogs and went up to the Bottom to Make the Drive. Granpa went out about two Hundred yards East of Granpa Mayfield. So Judge Boland Did not go Moore than one half mile till the dogs Jumped a Big Bare. So here came the Bare right Down the Creek and passaed Boland and He Shot at him and wounded him Pritty Bad. But the Bare kept Going Down the Bottom. So he run into the Dried Up Pond where Granpa Mayfield was Standing. So he Shot at him and Hit him. The Bare fell but swone got up and went right on Down the Slue. So Granpa just as Soone went to Loading his Gun. He Put his Powder in his Gun and Paper Wad -- there was the Bare right there -- So he did not have time to put his Shot in. So he run his hand in his Pocket and got his Knife and Droped it in the Gun. The Old Bare had got Close enough till he Rared up on his hind feet to Grab Granpa so he through his gun against the old Bares Brest and shot his Knife Clear through the old Bare and Killed him Dead.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">These things I am Telling you I remember Just as well as if Granpa was a live and had told me last week. Whin Granpa told me these storeies I was about eight and ten years old and he Shoad Me where they Happened. It was about one mile above where we lived. Granpa, Judge Boland and three other Men -- I have forgot there names -- They all made there arrangements to meet at a Certin Plac eon a Certin day (Granpa has shoad me the Place ) about Day (break). So by Daylight they were all There. They Made them up a fire. They used Flint Rocks to start there fire, as they had no matches then. So they got there fire started to fix there Brecfasta. So three of them Desided they would walk around a little. So they walked off East and got about Two Hundred yards to the edge of the Hills. They came to a washed out Ditch, but struck a log that had fell across it. So they Crossed over it and on they went. But they Did not go fare till they saw a big old Indian Man coming Down hollow walking Pritty fast. So they startid back as they had nothing to fite the Indian with and they new he had his Tomahawk (what we call a hatchet) and a Buaknife. The old Indian begain to Run. So did they. They Run till they got to the Ditch but Missed there Log. The one in frunt Jumped the Ditch allright. The next man Jumped but was not as good a jumper as the first. He jumped as far as he could but he was luckey - he grabed some weads and Grass and pulled out. The third man was a man gitting a little old, Granpa said. So he fell back in the Ditch. By that time the Indian was right at the Ditch. So the older man startid running Down the Ditch looking for a place he could Get out. The Big old Indian running right along by him on the bank of the Ditch after him. There had binn a Big old Hollow tree standing on the bank of the Ditch But it had fell Down. Granpa said it was a verry large tree and there was room for the old Indian to run between the Mouth of the old tree and the stump -- (now here it comes) -- Just as he went to run between the Stump and the Mouth of the old Hollow tree out Jumped a verry large Momma Bare out of the old hollow log. The man that was running from the old Indian heard an awful racket and he looked back and saw the Indian and the old Bare fighting. The old Bare was standing on his hind feet and had his fore legs Raped around the old Indian and was Biting him all he could. The Indian as Fighting the old Bare with his Tomahawk and Buey Knife. But the Man in the Ditch Did Just Like You or I would have done -- he kept running, but he did no but a little till he found a place that he could get out of the Ditch. So out he got. Whin he got out he could see the camp fire so he never stopt to see how the Bare and Indian come out. Whin he got to camp he told his crowd about it. So they all got there gunes and started with the Man leading them to the Place. So whin they got there They found the old bare and the Indian both Dead. The old Indian had killed the old Bare with his hatchet and knife and the old Bare had tore the old Indian up with both mouth and forePaws and they was both Dead. So they crossed the ditch and looked in the Hollow of that old tree and there they found Two little Bares. The man the old Bare had saved by killing the Indian got the Two little Bares and carried them home with him and raised them till they was about groin and he thin turned them Loose in the Bottom and Granpa said that man would never kill another Bare after that. They left the old Indian and Bare there on the Bank of the Ditch for the Buzzards.</span></span><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I forgot to Write a Bare story that happened after he moved up to where Alfert Now lives. Alfret sayes he can remember Granpa telling about the same bare story. Granpa always seamed to Injoy Telling it better than any of the others. My Father thin was about 7 years old. It was Summer and they slept with the Frunt dore opin. So they went to bed one night. Father slept in the Middle - a little Boy. After nine o'clock Gramma heard something turn the water barrel over that she had settling under the Drip of the home to ketch water to work with. She called Granpa and waiked him up and said, "Alfert, Something has turned my water Barrel over! Get up and go see about it." He said, "It is an old Bare and I dont want to go out there." So they laid on the frunt barander and in a minuet it come in the dore of there roome. Granpa said in a whisper, "Nancy, dont Say a word, nor dont Move." The Moone was shining Bright. They see and here him walking around in the roome. After a little he Laid Down int he roome and lay there a few minets and got up and walked out. Just as soone as he got out Granpa got to the dore and shut it and locked it and never opined it any moore until daylight Next Morning. "I would have done the Same thing, wouldin you?"</span></span><br />
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<a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-by-william-ephraim-wiygul-as.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Part One - click here</span></span></a><br />
<a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-of-william-ephraim-wiygul-part.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Part Two - click here</span></span></a><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-of-william-ephraim-wiygul-part_7.html">Part Three - click here</a> </span></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">(Note:
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The following is the third of several serial posts. The July 2, 1986 edition of the Itawamba County Times contained
a collection of stories that were written in November 1925 to his grandchildren by William Ephraim
Wiygul, one of the earliest settlers in Itawamba County. Wiygul's written recollections were transcribed by his
great-granddaughter, Joana Y. Swanson, exactly as written by Wiygul. </span></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">(as continued)</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> </span></span></i><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Uncle Wiley Burdine that settled there Close to New Chappil -- we own the Place now or Part of it -- his wife Stud in there frunt Porch and Countid Sixty four Dear Pass her home one Sundy Eve going South. That will convince you there was a few Dear here whin this Country was first settled. Uncle Wiley Burdine Come here in about 1855 or 6. He was a Methodist Preacher. I herd him Preach Lots of times whin I was a boy.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Judge Boland and Granpa went a Dear Hunting one day and they would Never be verry far apart but what they could here each other if he Shot. They Never Would Shoot on a hunt like that unless it was big Game. So if One shot the other would go to him. So Judge Boland Come up on a verry Large Dear with a verry heavy head of horns and shot him and the old Dear fell appearantley Dead. Judge Boland said he done something theat he never did before in his life whin he was hunting big game. Those old hunters never Moved whin they Shot till they Lodid there Gun. Judge said that time, and he did not no why, but he went up to the Dear without Loading his Gun. Whin he got to the Dear, he was Batting his Eyes. So he new if he tryed to Load his gun the Dear would Git him. So he Grabed the Dear by the hind legs and the Dear Jumped up. So he got his hatchet out of his Satchel But he could not use it and hold the Dear. So the Dear kicked the Hatchet out of his hand. He said he went to work thin to get his Buyey Knife out of its Seabert and Drectley he got it out but Could not use it enaught to hert the Dear Bad. So the Dear kicked it out of his hand and he never did find it. He said he new if he turned him Loose he would wherle on him and kill him and Just before Judge Boland give out Granpa run up and Put his Gun to the side of the dear and shot him. So Judge Boland the Dear fell over -- the Dear was dead and Judge Boland almost. Granpa said it was a Cold Freezing Morning But he said the Judge was Just as wet with sweat as if he had jumped in the Creek. Granpa said whin he Shot the Dear the Ball just Grazed the Back of his head but he did not go Deaper than the skin.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Judge Boland and Granpa Bare Hunted to Geather Lots. Whin they went Bare Hunting they usuley carried there Bare Dogs with them and would go Down or up at the Bottom about two or three Hundred yards apart. They were hunting one Morning and got after a Bare and run a short Distence and tread him. Granpa shoed me the tree lots of times. It was a large hickery about 4 feet through and about one Hundred feet to the first limbs. Three big limbs Groad out from the same place so it made Three forks - so whin they got to the tree there was a verry large Bare Laying in the fork of the tree. Judge Boland Shot at him with his rifel but the Bare did not Move. Granpa then shot and he stile did not Move. They shot him fore or five times but he never moved. So Judge Boland said to Granpa Alfert, "I am going to Clime that tree -- that bear dont Move, he must be dead." So he went and Cut him a Stick about Two foot long and Pulled off his coat and Shoes. He could not reach around the tree, but he used his stick and Clom that tree to the bare and found the bare dead. So he pushed him out and they found that Judge Boland Shot him through the hard (heart) the first shot. Mr. Boland was a verry Stout Man -- I remember him well. Do you recon we have got a young man in our Country Now that could do what Judge Boland did? I doubt it very much.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Not long after they took the above hunt they went again and Got after a bare about a Mile above where Bro. Ike Wiygul now lives. They had three Dogs. One of them was a Small Dog but both of them Love the Small Dog verry much. He was a verry fine Bare dog. So they took Down the Bottom after the Bare. So Granpa and Judge Bolalnd twok Down the Bottom ater them about three Hundred yards a part as they Did not know which way the Bare would go whin he would turn to go back up to the Bottom. So right Close to where they Killed the other Bar in the tree, The Dogs Baid the Bare. (Granpa has shoed Me the Spot where it was.) Boland went up to where they had the Bare Baid and Shot him and wounded him. He was (a verry large bare). So the Dogs closed up on him whin the Judge Shot him. There little faverite little Bare dog got a little two Close to the bare and the old Bare caught him and had his fore legs Raped around him and was Biting him. The Judge said he new that the Bar would Kill there little dog before he Could load him Gun. So he run up and grabed the Bare by his hinds legs. Granpa was about 2 or 3 Hundred Yards west of him, but Just as Soone as the Gun fired Granpa Broke and Run to where Judge Boland was. He soone got to where he Could see Boland and the Bare. He said that was one time he did the Best. He run up and Put him Gun against the Side of the Bare and Fired. The old Bare fell over Dead and Judge Boland fell over Perfectly Exhausted.</span></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">(Note: If you've wandered onto this web page by benefit of a web browser, please be aware that this is the second of a series of web posts.)</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The following is the second of several serial posts. The July 2, 1986 edition of the Itawamba County Times contained
a collection of stories that were written in November 1925 to his grandchildren by William Ephraim
Wiygul, one of the earliest settlers in Itawamba County. Wiygul's written recollections were transcribed by his
great-granddaughter, Joana Y. Swanson, exactly as written by Wiygul. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am now going to tell you some Bare Stories that my Granfather and Father told me whin I was just a boy. For the woods was full of Bares, Wolves, Dear, wildcats, but not verry many Panthers. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As Granpa was Moving his Family from Cotton Gin to where he lived and died, he was coming through Flat Woods Just North of Bigby. There was no small Timber nor no bushis but there were lots of it covered with Sage Grass and Gramma Sean the Sage Grass shaking. She said to Granpa Alfert, "What is that shaking that Sage Grass?" Granpa said to her, "Now Nancy you watch and I will sho you." So Granpa Hollowed and there were Four Big Bares rared up on there hind feet and the Fartherest one wasent one hundred yards from them.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It wasn't verry long after Granpa settled in his Little Hut till he bought him a hog from the Indians, and She found some little pigs about 150 yds from the house in an old Hollow Tree that had fell Down. One Night About Good Dark, he heard the old Sow Making an awful racket. So he got him a pine torch and went off Down there. Whin he got there he saw that the Old Sow was having an awfull Fight with a Grate Big Wolf. The wolf was trying to ketch him a pig. But Granpa ran him off and went back to the house and got him a Basket and told Gramma what he was going to do. So he went back down there and Got the Pigs and put them in the Basket - there was about five - and got the Old Sow to follow him. Whin he got to the house with them he Made a good bed for them right in the Chimney Corner. A good warm bed under the edge of the house. So the old Sow and little Pigs went to bed all right. Next morning, Just before day, Gramma woke him up and told him that Something was after the Pigs so he Jumped up and got out of there. The old wolf grabed one of the Pigs and ran off with it. He run back into the house and Put on his cloths and went to an Indian Neighbor and borried his dog and the old Indian went with him. The old dog struck the trail. Just as soone as he got to the house. The old wolf tun right up the Bottom about a Mile still Holding to his Pig. He turned and come back Down the Creek but held to his Pig untill he got back in about Three Hundrid yards of where Granpa killed him, right close to where the Old Log was where he first found the pigs.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In a little while after that, Judge Boland Moved into Itawambe. What give him the name Judge was in 1836 Whin Itawambe was made a County and he was elected one of the Bord of Supervisors and he was then elected President of the Bord. He and Granpa was the only white People in that Part of the Country for quite a Little while. So they Did quite a lot of hunting together.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Granpa and Judge Boland went a Dear Hunting one day and Desided to run and race and See which one Could kill the Most Dear. Granpa killed five. Judge Boland killed Six. Whin they would kill a Dear they would stop and skin his Hames and cut them off and hang them up on a lim of a tree. Whin they quit that eavning they went back and got all there Dear hames and carried them home.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I have heard my Father tell what I am going to write. He had been sick in Bed for several days. Granpa Desided to go down in Boguefalaw Bottom a Dear Hunting and he carried his old dog - Something he did not do oftin - and he told Paw if he would go down and Stand close to the Spring He might get a Shot. Paw then quite a young man and was weak from being sick. But he wint and took his stand. So in a little while Granpa and old Dog Jumped a Big Dear. Granpa shot at him and wounded him but he could still run, so he run up to where Paw was standing. Pa shot at him but Slightley wounded him. Paw said the old dear Truned his hare all the wrong way and Bowed up and Made for him. He said he was standing right at a Gum sapling - about six inches through, about 15 feet to the first lim. I have heard Pa say lots of times, as weak as he was he did not believe he could have clom that saplin at all if it had been for the stimulating effect that Dear had on him. That Dear Staid around there for a little bit, So Granpa Come up and Killed him. He was a fine Large Dear.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">MY NOTES: Although Wiygul's written stories are filled with misspelled words and other obvious grammatical errors, it is important to understand that in those early days on the frontier most people wrote phonetically and not much attention was paid to punctuation. For his day, and having grown up in a very rural environment, Mr. Wiygul was apparently very well educated and his writing should not be judged against present-day standards nor should it be a reflection of intelligence. Indeed, a large number of people could not read or write at all, as indicated by the early census records. </span></span><br />
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<a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-by-william-ephraim-wiygul-as.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Part One - click here</span></span></a><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-of-william-ephraim-wiygul-part_7.html">Part Three - click here</a></span></span><br />
<a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-of-william-ephraim-wiygul-part_10.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Part Four (conclusion) - click here</span></span></a><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The following is the first of several upcoming serial posts. The July 2, 1986 edition of the <i>Itawamba County Times </i>contained a collection of stories that were written in 1925 by William Ephraim Wiygul, one of the earliest settlers in Itawamba County, to his grandchildren. Wiygul's written recollections were transcribed by his great-granddaughter, Joana Y. Swanson, exactly as written by Wiygul. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Since I found the information written by Wiygul to be very interesting, I'm sharing it with you in hopes that you do too. I believe that the collection of stories was also printed in an issue of <i>Tombigbee Country</i> magazine a few years ago.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">November 11, 1925 Page 1 at High Noone</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am 67 years old today. I am going to write some things that I have hird my Granfather and Father tell about the first settling of this Country and What they had to contend with. My Grate Granfather was born in Germany and the onley Child that was borne to his Parents. Whin he was about 18 years old he run away from his parents and come to America. He got here about Two years before the Revolutionary ware and Fought under Washington through the ware. After the ware he come to Tinace (Tennessee) and Married.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I have herd Granpa Say what his Mothers name was I can't remember it. Granpas Fathers name was Hinry Wiygul. He settled in Murry (Maury) County and Intered and bought quite a lot of land. Murry County is now considered of the richest, if not the richest county in the State. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">They had four children born to them. Three Boys and one Girl - Elbert Wiygul, Alfert Wiygul, and Rubin Wiygul - I don't remember there Sisters name. He Married and Settled in Murry County about the year 1785 and raised his family. My Granfather was born in the year 1797 and lived there until 1824. He left there and came South and settled in old Cotton Gin Fort in Monroe County. He was a blacksmith by trade and a Gun Maker. In 1826 he married Miss Nancy Mayfield - a sister to Uncle Ike Mayfield. I dont remember her Fathers Name. My Father was born in old Cotton Gin in 1827.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In 1832 Granpa Wiygul Desided he would Move up into the wild woods where Itawamba County Now is. He got him an ox and a sack of something to eat and started on an ox to Blaising out his road wright up the ridge untill he he to where Alfert Wiygul now lives. It is now a Public Road with verry few changes. He went back and got his Familey. Pa was then five years old. He had a yoke of stears and a Waggon. He hitched them to his wagon and Put his household Stuff on it. He was living in Monroe County. It was a County thin. In the early fall of 1832 he started. There was not any Briges thin. He soone got out of Monroe County into the wilderness where no one lived but Indians. He got to the end of his road and settled about three Hundred Yards east of where my Father lived and died. Bro. Ike Wiygul lives there now. He lived there in an Indian hut about two yeares. He thin built him a house out of logs where Alfert Wiygul Now lives. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In a few years after Granpa settled in Itawamba Uncle Ruben Wiygul Moved and Settled where Fulton now is. Judge Boland, in a short while after Granpa settled in Itawambe, settled about Three miles east of Granpa. Granpa was the first white Man that settled in Itawambe. Whin Granpa settled there was no one lived in the County but Indians. Itawamba was the name of an Indian Chief. This County was Created Feb. 9th, 1836. Fulton was Made the County Seat. Granpa Bought some lands from the Indians and he had to go to Pontatoc to fix his dead and have it put on the record.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">MY NOTES: Tennessee was not organized as a state until 1790 when North Carolina ceded its western territory, and Maury County was not formally organized until 1807 when it was created out of lands previously belonging to Williamson and Davidson counties. However, there were white settlers in these areas well before official organization took place. A marriage record, dated September 9, 1796, for Henry "Wegle" and Rutha Logue exists in early record books of Davidson County, Tennessee. Although Henry and Rutha both died in Tennessee - Henry between 1820 and 1840, Rutha in September 1860 - their sons "Alfert" and "Rubin" moved south into Mississippi. Elbert lived most of his life in Benton County, Tennessee.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">William Ephraim Wiygul, the author of the above history, was the grandson of Joseph Alfred Wiygul, or "Alfert" as he is called. Alfred married Nancy A. Mayfield, daughter of Austin Benjamin Mayfield and Susannah Henderson, and it is this couple that moved from Cotton Gin Port in Monroe County to the area that became known as the Carolina community of Itawamba County. Alfred's brother, Reuben, moved from Cotton Gin Port to the emerging town of Fulton.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">William Ephraim Wiygul's father was Ephraim Henderson Wiiygul, who married Elizabeth "Betsy" Conwill on July 3, 1851 in Itawamba County. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Judge Boland referenced by Wiygul was William G. Boland who in 1841 established one of the earliest post offices in the county, called Boland's, in today's Carolina community near the Conwill-Goodwin Cemetery. Around 1900, the post office was kept in the home of Mr. and Mrs. Jim Wiygul near Wiygul's Cemetery. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Alfred and Reuben both had large families, and in turn their sons and daughters had large families -- many Itawambians today are descended from these men. By now, you've probably figured out that Wiygul's Cemetery in the Carolina community was named for this early family of settlers. </span><br />
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<a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-of-william-ephraim-wiygul-part.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Part Two - click here</span></span></a><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-of-william-ephraim-wiygul-part_7.html">Part Three - click here</a></span></span><br />
<a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2012/09/stories-of-william-ephraim-wiygul-part_10.html"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Part Four (conclusion) - click here</span></span></a><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br /></span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-13335428476927783262012-09-03T22:31:00.001-05:002012-09-03T22:31:03.569-05:00Cousin Bettye<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Family and Friends: It is with a heavy heart and full tears that I ask you to please pray for Cousin Bettye Stone Woodhull who is dealing with both kidney and heart failure. Doctors have indicated that her heart cannot handle the strain of additional kidney dialysis, and the prognosis is grim. Please pray that Bettye will stabilize long enough to be able to visit with her family this coming weekend. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Bettye is very proud of her deep Itawamba roots (Stone, Dyer, Robinson, and Evans families among others), and I am very proud to call her both Cousin and Friend. Many of you will remember Bettye's many comments on this blog over the past few years as well as comments on other blogs and in discussion groups; some of you may have been lucky enough to meet her in person. She will be sorely missed. -Mona</span></span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-74296643839613786342012-08-31T06:30:00.000-05:002012-08-31T06:30:00.081-05:00Minnesota's story<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">What happened to Minnesota, daughter of Jemima Robinson and David M. Purnell? Before the contact by Dean Howell Page, the last known record was of Minnesota living with her grandparents, Henry J. and Catherine Robinson, during the 1900 census.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">According to Dean, her husband's aunts, with whom she spoke, recalled her as Minsy. Her full name was Easter Catherine Elizabeth Minnesota Purnell. She was apparently named for her grandmother, Linia Catherine Emerson Robinson, and her great-grandmothers, Easter Robinson Emerson and Elizabeth (maiden name unknown) Robinson. Easter is a family name that goes back to South Carolina, and probably to Scotland. Easter (namesake of Easter Robinson Emerson) is believed to be the wife of Matthew Robinson, the father of many of the Robinson men found in early Marion County, Alabama and Itawamba County, Mississippi. She was the daughter of James Liddell and Easter Porter, both thought to be Scots-Irish who came to Maryland or Delaware from Scotland and migrated down into Virginia and then Abbeville District, South Carolina. Easter was the Scottish pronunciation of the name Esther, thus you will often find it both ways.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In the 1910 census, Minnesota was 32 years old and single, living with the family of her aunt, Sarah E. Purnell Robinson. Minnesota's father, David M. Purnell, was Sarah's brother. Sarah was married to John E. Robinson, son of David Matthew Robinson and nephew to Minnesota's grandfather, Henry J. Robinson. (Note: This is a different John E. Robinson from the one married to Rachael Reed Emerson.) In the 1910 census household, Minnesota was listed, or transcribed, as Misnus Powell.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In the 1920 census, I never would have found her although she was right under my nose! Minnesota married around 1913 to Harrison Brown, and their only child, Viola, was born a year later. Harrison and "Easter M." (her name in the census record) were living next to my great-great grandfather, <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2008/12/sam-cofield-samuel-lewis-cofield-was.html">Samuel L. Cofield</a>, between the Shottsville and Bexar communities. Further, Harrison Brown's World War I draft registration card indicates that he was employed as a farm worker by Sam Cofield! (The Cofields were my grandmother Pearl's family while my grandfather Luke was a Robinson -- two unrelated families.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">A bit more digging turned up <a href="http://genforum.genealogy.com/cgi-bin/pageload.cgi?Harrison,Brown::ms/itawamba::32666.html">Minnesota's obituary</a>, as extracted and posted on the Itawamba County genforum website. Minsy died in 1957 and was buried in the cemetery at Shottsville. Her daughter, Viola, married Dewey Gullick and lived most of her life near Tremont. Viola and Dewey were members of Asbury Methodist Church, and they are buried in the church cemetery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And that, my friends, is the rest of Minnesota's story. As I've often said, genealogy is like picking at the loose threads of a quilt. Sooner or later, if you pull at enough threads, the quilt will unravel to show what's underneath. </span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-54239315507700097512012-08-30T06:30:00.000-05:002012-08-30T06:30:04.982-05:00Jemima's story<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">A few years ago I put together the marriage of Jemima C. Robinson and David M. Purnell, using census records and the Purnell-Clouse family Bible. Jemima, who went by the nickname Mima, was the daughter of Henry J. Robinson and Linia Catherine Emerson. With her marriage to David M. Purnell, there was sort of a trifecta of families. The Robinson, Emerson and Purnell families were all closely associated in the early 1800s in Marion County, Alabama and earlier back in Abbeville District, South Carolina. All three are direct lines of mine although Jemima, David, Henry and Linia are not my direct descendants.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">David M. Purnell was the nephew of my great-great-great grandfather Samuel Morris Purnell. Henry J. Robinson was the supposed brother of my great-great-great grandfather John E. Robinson, while his wife Linia Catherine Emerson was the daughter of John E. Robinson's sister, Easter. Easter's husband was George Emerson, and I believe - but have no proof - that George was the father of John's wife, Rachael Reed Emerson, from a marriage before Easter. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The Purnell and Robinsons intermarried a few times. My great-great grandfather, <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2009/05/george-emerson-robinson.html">George Emerson Robinson</a>, son of John E. and Rachael, married <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2009/02/charlotte-purnell-1846-1873.html">Charlotte Purnell</a>, the daughter of Samuel Morris Purnell and <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2010/06/sarah-ann-sallie-purnell.html">Sarah E. King</a>. Samuel's sister, Martha Ann "Patsey" Purnell, married James L. Robinson, very probably a brother to John E. Robinson and Henry J. Robinson.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Back to Jemima C(atherine?) Robinson - as I said, I figured out that she married David M. Purnell. The Purnell-Clouse Bible indicates that David married on December 16, 1873 but doesn't list his wife's name. The Bible does indicate that David had a son born September 11, 1874, named Henry Johnson Purnell, and that David died on August 18, 1875. The 1880 census shows Jemima Purnell widowed and living with her parents, along with a five year old son, Henry J., and three year old daughter, Minnesota.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1880 Census<br />Marion County, Alabama Beat 3<br />Henry Robinson 60 SC blank blank farmer (born 1820)<br />Catherine 58 AL SC SC<br />Jemima Purnell 24 AL daughter, widowed<br />Easter A. 16 AL "paralysis"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">In the 1900 census, Henry and Catherine have only Minnesota in their household, and there's no sign of Jemima or Henry J. Purnell. I assumed they had died. After all, why would Minnesota be living with her grandparents if her mother were still living. Plus, Catherine indicated that she had had two children born with none living in 1900. Case closed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Until.... a few days ago when I was contacted by a Keith family researcher about a Mima C. Keith, wondering if perhaps she was the same as Jemima Purnell Robinson. It turns out that Jemima remarried, to James M. Keith, shortly after 1880, and they had five children together before Jemima died around 1896, probably from giving birth to her last child. James M. Keith married again very shortly after Jemima's death because his wife in the 1900 census indicates she had been married for two years. This would also explain why Minnesota Purnell was living with her grandparents in 1900 - her mother was dead, and her stepfather had remarried.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thanks to Dean Howell Page, and her curiosity about her husband's family, a new connection has been made. I've learned that Jemima is buried in the cemetery at Shottsville Methodist Church in Marion County -- her gravestone is pictured above. Without Dean's help, her e-mails to me, and her phone calls to her husband's elderly aunts, we might never have made the connection. It's nice to have Jemima's story completed. After all, we are distant cousins from three different families.</span></div>
Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-17981895281534558522012-08-28T06:30:00.000-05:002012-08-28T06:30:01.107-05:00Who is this?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-size: small;">This photo was brought to the Itawamba County Times in the 1960s, for copying, by Mrs. Curtis Graham, whose given and maiden name was Clifford "Sis"
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Mary Ann Roebuck. I'm thinking that this couple is either her parents
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Many thanks to those of you who wrote to inquire about the lack of blog posts the past year (cannot believe it has been a year!). It is heartwarming to know that there are people other than my immediate family who actually read this blog. Last fall was a busy time - actually the whole year was busy - and it was time to take a break from the blog. I can only point my finger at Michael Luke Mills, our precious grandson. Luke has been an absolute joy to get to know over the past eighteen months since his birth, and it is his fault that the blog has suffered from a lack of posts!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Luke can't take the full blame, however, as there has been a book in the works. A photographic history book of Itawamba County is set to be released by Arcadia Publishing during the early part of January. I started on the book last spring and sent it off to the publisher just a couple of weeks ago. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Now, if I can just remember all of those things that crossed my path over the past year, when I thought "that would make a cool blog post." ;)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Here's one of those moments - a trip this summer to the Wolfe-Mills Cemetery, nestled in the beautiful, yet isolated, Clinch Mountains of Hancock County, Tennessee. Three generations of Millses, descendants of John Mills and Alley Coffey, stood on ground that once was part of the Mills family. John and Alley's grandson, William Orville Mills, left Tennessee as a young boy, traveling with his family to Posey County, Indiana. Orville, who later joined the McKay family as they made their way from Indiana back to Itawamba County, married Samuel McKay's daughter Telitha and created a new generation of Millses who would call Itawamba home.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The small cemetery near Treadway contains the marked graves of two of Orville's uncles, Hiram and John, and it is believed that John and Alley are buried here in unmarked graves. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And so, on a warm day in June, homage was paid to the place of Orville's birth, where his journey began and the connection to Itawamba County was started. </span></div>
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Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-58011001605267686602011-09-30T06:05:00.009-05:002011-09-30T06:05:00.118-05:00Sloan Family Reunion<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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</span></div>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284597030233351185.post-31954983231628642002011-09-29T07:03:00.001-05:002011-09-29T07:03:00.580-05:00William Sloan - Kershaw County<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It seems pretty certain that my Sloan family of ancestors came from the area of what is now Kershaw County, South Carolina. Kershaw County was formed out of Kershaw District, and in earlier times this area also known as Craven County, St. Mark's Parish or Camden District. During a visit to Columbia, South Carolina last week, I was able to make a quick afternoon run over to the town of Camden, the county seat of Kershaw County. The <a href="http://cityofcamden.org/archivesmuseum.aspx">Camden Archives</a> is a wonderful facility and has a great collection of books and reference materials for the genealogist. My mother and I were here just a couple of years ago, and I knew it would be worth a trip over from Columbia.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Two years ago, Momma and I were in a grab and run session at the courthouse in Kershaw County. We grabbed the index books, found deed books with the surnames we were looking for - Sloan, Irvin and Lowery, and started copying records. It wasn't until we got to our hotel room, several hours away and later that night, that we settled in and started going through our mountain of copies. Lo and behold, my mother found a deed from Samuel and Mary Sloan where they were conveying land that had been previously deeded to Mary, as daughter of Peter Rush. Voila.... we just learned Mary's maiden name and her father's name! Unfortunately, we were across the state and couldn't go back to research the Rush family.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">This time, I didn't have enough time to go to both the archives and the courthouse. At the archives, I revisited some of the same files and information as I did before and also looked at new sources. One of the things I found was an abstracted record dated 1752 in which William Sloan - probably the namesake of the <a href="http://itawambaconnections.blogspot.com/2009/10/william-sloan-died-aug-17-1906-age-107.html">William Sloan</a> pictured above - petitioned the the colonial government of South Carolina for land. The petition indicated that William "came lately from Virginia" with his "wife and five children." Wonderful information - now I just need to figure out where in Virginia that William lived before moving to South Carolina. I've got a few leads though.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Back to Mary Rush Sloan's father, Peter. I've discovered that Peter Rush moved from Philadelphia to Charleston, South Carolina shortly after his marriage to Catherine Plains. Peter was said to have been loyal to the Crown during the Revolutionary War. A 1799 record shows that he bought 150 acres of land on a branch of the Wateree River in Kershaw County. The deed indicated that Peter was a ropemaker. In 1803, Peter received a grant of 200 acres on the same branch, and in 1805 Peter deeded 50 acres of his land to his daughter, Mary Rush. It was this tract that Mary and her husband, Samuel Sloan, sold in 1819.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Peter was of German ancestry. The Rush surname was likely Anglicized from Rausch, Rusch, Risch or some other variation. So far, there's been no identification of his parents.</span>Mona Robinson Millshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07942686174431804604noreply@blogger.com0