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21st Nov (1858). Morning cloudy. Although being the Sabbath we are compelled to leave camp in order to procure feed for our animals. Passing over moderately level roads, passing only three or four small settlements. Having secured feed for our animals we take up camp having reduced our journey only 16 miles. Snow has almost disappeared. Appearance for more snow favorable. 22nd Nov (1858). Snow four inches deep and still snowing. Continue our journey. Ceased snowing at 11 o'clock a.m. Here we came to the valley of Eleven Points river, a small winding stream which we forded on our route 18 times. I, having left the train with my gun shooting small game, had to wade the stream half dozen times before the wagons came up with me. I did not know if I was ahead or behind the wagons until I discovered them behind me. But you must know I had a pleasant time wading the river and six inches snow on the ground. But I had secured a nice bunch of wild pigions which were good and fat, the only fat ones I had ever seen before, although no doubt I had not only seen thousands before but millions, all I killed on our route west of the Mississippi river were fat. Passing up Eleven Points river we camp in the village of Thomasville, a village in the woods. Camp after a days drive of 15 miles, cloudy and snowing again. 23rd Nov (1858). Four inches snow on ground this morning. We leave Thomasville, pass through very thinly settled hills and valleys, water very scarce. I must tell you that we had been living on Irish potatoes for several days and still doing so. These we had to dig in the snow; no bread stuff to be had, they would all tell us, "Our folks have gone into Ar-can-saw, about 50 miles to mill with wheat, looking back to-night." (end of quote is my construction) I found some flour for sale in Thomasville. But it being in the night and we had to chase chickens out of their roost in the flour bin, I concluded to wait until morning and stick to the potato digging and eating which was not so bad with fat quail, squirrel and pigeon. Meeting nothing of note we camp in Howells valley after a days travel of 20 miles. Cloudy. 24th Nov (1858). Leave our camp in Howells valley which is a fine prairie country in Oregan county Mo., moving one and one half miles we take the road leading to Yellville, Ark., our way leading over prairie and barren plains, passing many good settlements on the praries. I must state here that I was a sort of a handy boy to look up something to eat, and tramped ahead with my gun frequently, I would be requested to look out for various things to eat, this time it was butter. I soon found a place where I could get all I wanted if I could wait until the housewife could churn, which I agreed to do. I heard the lady chasing the pigs back of the house. I looked around there and I saw that she was chasing the pigs out of a large wooden churn, had it been a stone one I think I could have stomached it, but not a wooden one. As it was a hurry job I told the lady I was in a hurry, I would describe the company and if she got the butter ready to just stop them and sell the butter to any one wanting to purchase and I would move on. Knowing well that my folks would not buy as thy left that to me. In camp that night one of our ladies balled out that if any one wanted butter she would divide out her stock.She described the place to me and I knew at once that she got her butter where the pigs were chased out of the churn. But I would take none of it which they thought strange as they knew I was fond of butter. I gave no reason I would not take any only there would not be enough to go round to all. After the butter had all disappeared I let out my secret. If you ever saw a mad crowd of women that was the madest, one of my aunts said she never would forgive me. We go into camp having traveled 18 miles. 25th Nov (1858). Leave our camp on Bennetts Bayou. We crossed the Missouri and Arkansas line into Fulton county, Ark., at about 2 o'clock p.m. our way leading down the bayou. We camp near the bayou after traveling 19 miles.

15th Nov (1858). Snowing and stormy, leave camp, pass through Old Jackson, a very important village being a meeting point for all western emigrants, crossing the Mississippi river at various upper ferries used in those days. We here take the turnpike leading slightly south of west in the direction of Greenwood. After driving eight miles we come to the terminous of the turnpike at White Water river, where we tackle the mud again, meeting with hilly and rough country, we go into camp after a move of only 16 miles. 16th Nov (1858). Morning clear and cold, left our camp four miles east of Dallas, seat of justice for Bollinger county; it had the appearance of being a lively place, which we passed through. Our way led us over rocky, barren hills, though small valleys were very productive. Hills generally heavy timbered with pine and other growths. Took up camp 18 miles from Dallas, at Mrs. McMeinus, a sister of my father, a very old woman, living near the Castor river where she owned a large farm. This being the first time I ever saw her. My father had another sister who married a man by the name of Arney who moved to Missouri at the same time the McMeinus did and never were heard of afterwards. We reduced our journey today 22 miles, clear and cold. 17th Nov (1858). Cloudy and cold, leave our encampment, cross Castor river, a small and very clear stream here. Pass over a well watered county, but poor and hilly, timber principally pine. We pass through Hog Eyes, a small place, with one mill, two stores, and one saloon. Pitch camp after a days move of 19 miles. 18th Nov (1858). Clear, windy and cold. We break up camp with all our company, having caught up with the Sabbath breakers, they having had bad luck by breaking down a wagon. The piously inclined said that it was a judgment meted out to them for traveling on Sunday. We presume that they judged aright; we now pass over some of the poorest and hilliest country I ever saw. Cross Black river, a most beautiful stream of water. Take up camp, having drovr 20 miles, evening clear and cold. 19th Nov (1858). Morning clear and cold. We left camp, winding our way over Poor Pine Ridge, finding here and there small settlements in the coves and valleys which grow such as corn, wheat and the laziest people on earth; as if we wanted to buy corn or potatoes we had to gather and dig them. As to flour and meal we could scarcely buy either, as mills were scarce, sorry affairs and usually unhandy, they did not appear to have the energy to go to mill, or had no use for money. Meat we could always get plenty and cheap, as they got it out of the woods. We next crossed Current river, a good szed stream, rapid and the clearest I ever saw. On its banks stood the village of Van Buren, consisting of half dozen dilapidated old shanties, plenty whiskey, powder and shot. We camp on the banks of the river having drove about 19 miles. 20th Nov (1858). Left camp, traveled over a rocky, hilly but well watered country, through snow which was very disagreeable to the females. We cut our day's journey very short today, reducing our journey, only 14 miles. Everything indicates more snow three inches on the ground now.

09th Nov (1858). Raining, at an early hour we resume our journey, traveling through a beautiful and fertile country, pass through Millburn, a small village 14 miles east of the Mississippi river, the country was very heavily timbered. Passing on over the fertile country of the Mississippi we take up camp after a days drive of 20 miles having endured a very cold day, with rain and snow, our camp is five miles east of the Mississippi river. 10th Nov (1858). Leave camp very early in order to be first at the ferry; but great Jerusalem and Julius Caesar, there was another road leading to the ferry, and vehicles were as thick as far as eyes could see on all roads leading to the ferry taking their turns in crossing from either side of the river. We had a fine view of our first from the bluff about one mile from the river of Fathers of Waters. Here we come to Columbus, a thriving new town having been located only a few years previously. Here we find a splendid steam ferryboat the Ella, owned by Mess, Guinn and Robinson, nice accommodating gentleman. This boat would carry some 12 to 20 teams each trip. The river at this point was said to be ¾ mile wide. After all our great hurry we only reached our turn about 12 o'clock noon. I walked down the river early and ask the captain if I might come on his boat, he told me to go right on, and up to the sitting room which I did. I found the room a very comfortable one. And as it was a very raw day I ask if I might bring a number of females aboard. He replied, "Bring as many as you can get into the cabin and let them stay right there until your company all are across, as they will find it much more comfortable than standing around camp fires in the cold rain." I succeeded in getting quite a number in the boat. I saw catfish here enough to load a steamboat, some said to weigh over 300 pounds. I bought one for 20¢ which weighted over 20 pounds, it looked like a very little minnow amongst the big ones. The rest of the company sliced and bought one weighing about 100 pounds. But it was not good, too fat. But my little fellow was fine. After crossing the river we passed up its western banks on our way to Charleston, Mo., you see we are now in Missouri. A fine sandy road. But wait for another day and I will tell you about other roads. Our company increased on our route through Kentucky, good and agreeable company. We made 12 miles today and camped on the bank of the greatest river. 11th Nov (1858). Leave our camp on the banks of the Mississippi and wind and drag our way through the swamps and mud for twelve miles. We then pass on to a beautiful swamp prairie on which is located the village of Charleston, a small but lively town in Missouri. Pass over some very fertile lands, and take up camp on the banks of a lake. In passing through the swamps which had been overflowed the previous spring and summer, settlers' cabins showing the water marks on many above the doors; still with all the proof before our eyes they would tell us, "No we are not overflowed right on this place but just over here a piece they were under about 15 feet." We had in our company a mischevious couple (man and wife) and we came to a place where the people were raising a log dwelling, the very sickliest crowd I ever saw. Our man asked the crowd how long they had been dead, right then we were almost in a fight; but our man apologized by begging pardon telling them the cause of his mistake was that they buried people where he came from long before they look half as bad as that crowd did, then we had to retreat double quick and beg off. Our days travel was only 17 miles, raining. 12th Nov (1858). Raining, we again resume our journey, pass over hills, swamps and barren plains. The swamps and lakes are alive with ducks, brants, turkeys, prarie chickens, quail and numerous other game, not mention bear, deer, panther and many other wild animals, the country being very sparsely settled. Roads very muddy. On an elevation we came to the village of Benton, a small dull looking place. Three miles north of Benton we take up camp having dragged through the mud 21 miles. 13th Nov (1858). Leave camp, find a very hilly country, then swamps, pass over a swamp or lake on a good turnpike, said to be three miles long, but I think a measured mile would take it in out of the wet. I suppose the imaginary miles were used to help out the pike charges, as we had to pay from one to one and a half dollars for each team of two animals, but the crossing was the best we met on our whole trip. Having crossed in these Mississippi bottoms, swamps, creeks, lagons and lakes on shabby pole bridges, the worst I ever saw but no charges on these; the only good point on them. After leaving the pike we encounter hills and mud making very heavy moving for the teams. Our road passes up the Mississippi river at a short distance from it. We camp four miles from Old Jackson, days travel 19 miles. Clear and cold. 14th Nov (1858). Sabbath day, part of our company violated our agreement made at the beginning of our journey, not to travel on Sunday, and left camp, but part of them came back after a drive of a few miles and persuaded those who remained to move up to the camp they had selected. The others moved on, the women said that they were possessed of the devil. How far they moved that Sabbath we did not know and care less, as this little bunch of our company were trying all the trip to control all the balance of our company. We moved up four miles and camped with those who came back after us. Cloudy, threatening rain.

If you are sending it as an attachment, it will not be allowed on the list. If it is just too long, maybe you can break it up into smaller portions. I am not a list manager, so I am just guessing about this. Anne Brown FL ----- Original Message ----- From: "brenda" <[email protected]> To: "Georgia Roots" <[email protected]> Sent: Friday, October 06, 2006 9:25 PM Subject: [GEORGIA] Diary >I tied to post the Diary but I don't think it will be allowed, this is the >message that I received back. > > Message body is too big: 137452 bytes with a limit of 40 KB > > Your message will be reviewed and will either be automatically posted > to the list or you will be notified that it has been rejected and why. > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

01st Nov (1858). Rainy, left camp, drove out of Tennessee in to Kentucky, passed through a small town, on our way we passed through a beautiful level and fertile country, passed through Trenton, a small village; we passed some fine tobacco farms, we experienced a very rainy day, winding up with a heavy rain storm in the evening, went into camp after reducing our journey 23 miles. 02nd Nov (1858). The following entry was not preceded by a date. Pursued our journey, find roads very muddy, still raining, a small village in a very fertile country, then through Hopkinsville, a large old town of about 3000 souls, and of considerable enterprise and wealth and alive to education. (I will state here that Hopkinsville is only ten miles from Fair View where Jefferson Davis, the only president of the Southern Confedercy first saw light.) After leaving town we took the Golconda road which leads to a crossing of the same name on the Ohio river, which we had intended to cross at that point and passed through Southern, Ill. (Egypt as it was then dubbed.) We then camped after moving only sixteen miles. 03rd Nov (1858). Cloudy and cold continued our journey as usual. As a few of our families had negro slaves which they owned at that time, and learning that the Illinoians were stealing all slaves and liberating them, Illinois being a free state. Most of the company changed the route intended, and took the road to Iron Banks (as then named) on the Mississippi river, (now Columbus); moved 6 miles, broke down a wagon and camped for repair. Roads are very muddy, and still raining. 04th Nov (1858). Cloudy and cold, after leaving camp and driving a few miles, break an axle, delayed a few hours for repair, then continued our journey, a short move brought us to Cadize, a small town on Little river which we cross here and keep the road leading to Columbus or Iron Banks, and take up camp two miles from Cadize. Roads very bad, threatening rain, days travel only 12 miles. 05th Nov (1858). Cloudy, cold and rain, again we leave our camp, 6 miles travel brings us to Canton, a small and apparently a very busy village, on the Cumberland river which we ferry here, this being our second time to ferry the Cumberland. We then proceed towards the Tennessee river, and take up camp near its banks after a days travel of 15 miles. 06th Nov (1858). Rain and snow, again on our journey cross the Tennessee river where it is about half mile wide, a most beautiful body of water, cross at Aurora on Egner ferry, which is propelled by boui boats by force of the current of the river. On our way we passed Old Wadesboro, the poorest looking place on earth. We pitched our tents after a move of 15 miles only. 07th Nov (1858). We are now enjoying a good days rest, as it is the Sabbath, and rained the entire day, nothing occurred worth noting. 08th Nov (1858). Raining, leave camp, pass over a level and fertile country producing corn, wheat, tobacco and other grain in abundance. Pass through Mayfield, a thriving little village, a new location in the woods, improving rapidly. Being connected with Paducah by rail, and soon will be with Mobile, Ala., as this road is being constructed rapidly. Pitched our tents six miles Mansfield, days travel 24 miles, cloudy and very cold, we had also passed through Russellville, Ky., considerable of western Kentucky was level and scarcely timbered and fertile, in places almost prarie, and called by the old settlers, Barrens. From the time we passed Knoxville, Tenn. The citizens living on the public roads were guilty of outrageous extortion for provisions and feed for ourselves and animals; they would charge us 50¢ to$1.00 for corn. If you would buy in the morning it would be 50¢; if late in the evening $1.00 knowing you had to have it or no feeding could be done that day; but by going one or two miles off the public roads we could buy corn at 20 to 30¢ per bushel. The country was full of provisions and feed and no market foe them, everything travelers had to buy was stuck upon them from 100 to 200 per cent above price, through the country off the main roads.

23rd Oct (1858). Move out of camp, our journey today is still on the mountain. Very poor country hard to procure feed and provisions. Drove 19 miles and camped. 24th Oct (1858). Cloudy, Sabbath, did not leave camp, but rested on an old field at one Mr. Officers, in Putnam county, had a sermon in the evening by a Mr. Ford, a minister of the Christain profession. 25th Oct (1858). Resumed our journey, passed off the Cumberland range at a place called White Plains but we failed to find the white part of it, unless it was being compelled to pay 75¢ for each two horse wagon, and one dollar for every vehicle that looked like a carriage for passing over three miles of a miserable and almost impassible road called the Bradeys turnpike, I believe this was a regular neighborhood co-partnership fraud practiced on strangers. We had been on the Cumberland range about five days. Passing nothing of importance but Brady's turnpike which cost us very dearly without an opportunity to protect us against such frauds. We camped after traveling 23 miles, cloudy and rainy day. 26th Oct (1858). Still cloudy, threatening rain, left our camp passing over the ridges on other imaginary turnpikes so called. We take the Carthage and camp at a Baptist church after traveling 20 miles. 27th Oct (1858). Cloudy and rainey, commence our daily occupation. We are now in a fertile country. Take the Gallatin road and pass through a small village called Dicksons Springs, camp in the suburbs, days drive 18 miles. 28th Oct (1858). No entry. 29th Oct (1858). Rainy, moved out of camp, and in a short time we are in Gallatin, this is an enterpriseing town. We find our second railroad since our start on this journey. I take the train for Nashville, seeking a scoundrel who owes me considerable money, but no success, the rascal had taken another run. After leaving Gallatin our train landed me in Nashville, a large and thrifty city. I visited the capitol, penitentiary and other objects of interest to me as far as the limited time I could use. I took the Edgefield and Henderson train which carried me 14 miles from Nashville on my way to Goodlessville, two miles walk brought me to the foot of an elevation. I passed the night at a Hoggins, a native of the old north state where I was sumptuously entertained. Besides he had a couple of young daughters, and beauts at that, who insisted on calling me cousin. The company left Gallatin by the Hopkinsville road and took up camp on the Red river after a days drive of 20 miles. 30th Oct (1858). I left my landlord early and a walk of 11 miles brought me to Hopkinsville where I came up with the company at the Red river near the Kentucky line. 30th Oct (1858). As we made such a blunder in last weeks write up of the 30th, I will write the 30th again. I took leave to my landlord, Mr. Coggins (not Hoggins) and after a walk of eleven miles I came to Springfield, a very fine little village. I took the road leading north to the Hopkinsville road, at Barron Plains I came up with the company in camp on Red river near the Kentucky state line. Our company passed through Cross Plains in Robertson county on their route, they passed through Burron Plains, took up camp on Red river after driving 22 miles. 31st Oct (1858). Cloudy, this being the Sabbath we remained in camp, nothing of note happened.

16th Oct (1858). Leave camp very early, keep the main road until we reach the Boyd's Ferry road, we take it, but were piloted by a red headed, bear headed bare footed Irish girl riding bare backed on a small pony, to a good ford, where we forded the Holston river, the largest river I ever forded, but we surely needed a pilot. Although it proved a fine ford with a good pilot which our barefoot proved to be. I asked her why she took so much interest in piloting emigrants. She remarked that the owner of the ferry had robbed her mother out of a good home. I must say something of this ford. We followed our pilot into and up the channel of the river about one quarter of a mile where we came to a long island which we traveled some distance further up the island, when took to the other part of the river and passed down in the stream to almost opposite to where we first entered it, and we were then across Holston river, which is a large and navigable stream only in dry season s as this was. We asked our girl what was her charge and she said: "No charge." But most of the company gave her something and she well earned it and saved the company quite a sum of cash. The Holston empties into the French Broad not far below our place of crossing. We camped two miles from Knoxville after a days drive of 18 miles. 17th Oct (1858). A heavy white frost this morning our first for the season. Leaving camp, although it is the Sabbath as we would have to buy wood if we remained there. We passed through Knoxville, a large and thrifty town. Take the Clinton road, cross the first railroad seen on our trip, and after driving ten miles we camp as it is the Sabbath. 18th Oct (1858). Remained in camp until 12 o'clock noon. Take the old Emery road, took up camp after a drive of only 7 miles. 19th Oct (1858). Resumed our journey crossed Clinch river at Lee Ford, dodged another ferry trap, passed Oliver and Robertsville at the Salt works, broke down a wagon, camped near the coal fields, days drive 13 ½ miles. 20th Oct (1858). Visited the coal fields, secured a pilot who piloted a lot of us through the mines. We could walk straight up in the leads, but you ought to have seen some of those girls when the pilot talked danger talk. Drove 5 ½ miles a very rainy day, the first on our trip. 21st Oct (1858). Resume our journey, passed through Wartburg, a Dutch town, where are located several big vineyards. One mile from Wartburg we passed through Montgomery the seat of Justice of the county of the same name, this was also no place, court being in session; a great many people were there talking about hard looking cases but these took the premium, but wait the end of our journey. About a half a dozen of us boys walked into a saloon, a crowded one at that, and we inquired how far it was to Montgomery, this set up a sizzling like unto pouring cold water on a hot iron, they said they would whip the whole gang quicker than a hot climate would scorch a feather. We were glad to get back across the Emery river, dry show. Though we had been advised that we would have to ferry it where it empties into the French Broad river. But by this time we had learned when advised to go to a ferry to just take the other road. Moved 18 miles today and camped. 22nd Oct (1858). At an early hour we commenced our journey, passed nothing of importance, keep the road leading to Carthage, passing on the summits of the Cumberland mountains, a very poor country, but we found plenty of sweet chestnuts. Take up camp after reduceing our journey 19 miles.

8th Oct (1858). Morning clear and fine. Left our camp early and passed through the town of Ruthenfordton, reached the main Broad river which we crossed several times. We were now touching the southern spurs of the Blue Ridge mountains. Days journey 17 miles, struck camp early. 9th Oct (1858). Left our camp on the banks of the Broad river early in the morning. Wound our way up the beautiful stream, as clear as crystal all kept flowing by fine mountain springs. So cold as to make your teeth rattle when drinking it. We now have a fair view of the lofty mountain peaks at considerable distance, and some of the finest scenery in North Carolina. Crossed the Blue Ridge at Hickory Nut Gap, one of the finest mountains crossings on earth. This days travel 19 miles, and pitched our tents five miles from Ashville. Then only a small village. 10th Oct (1858). It being the Sabbath we remained in camp, and attended church at a point called Gashur of the Presbyterian faith. Our camp lay near St. Peters school house in Buncumbe Co., N.C. I will remark right here that the present party had all agreed upon commencing this journey not to travel on the Sabbath. 11th Oct (1858). Left camp very early passing over beautiful country. A drive of five mile miles brought us to a fine and interesting village of Ashville, a place of many fine residences, owned and occupied mostly by citizens of a lower and hotter country as summer residences. On our way to Ashville we crossed the Swannoa river, one of the most beautiful streams I ever had the pleasure of seeing. It empties into the French Broad river near here, which river we came to after a drive of two miles, our way now led us down its banks right on the margin of the stream. Here and for many miles on down the French Broad river it is a very wide stream as its name would lead you to believe. It is very rapid, shoally, rocky and clear. 14 miles west of Ashville we struck camp having traveled 19 miles. Weather fine. 12th Oct (1858). Our way now leads us down on the banks of the French Broad. We are hemmed in by mountains on our right and the river on our left with passage so narrow that we scarcely had camping room in single file and leave a roadway open for passers of which there were many. Early in the morning we passed through Marshall, the poorest village I ever saw, presume there was one hundred souls there. It is 21 miles west of Ashville. Passing on down the river we camped 15 miles from Marshall at the Warm Springs after traveling this day 21 miles. The Warm Springs of North Carolina are a great health resort but not to be compared with the Hot Springs of Arkansas. 13th Oct (1858). A drive of six miles brought us to Paint Rock, where we pass into Tennessee. Near Paint Rock we pass the chimney rocks, a great curiosity, they are in North Carolina. The Paint Rock is said to be 1000 feet high and appears to lean over the road, in fact looks dangerous, but I presume it was planted there until eternity by our Creator. Days travel 18 miles. We take the road to Dewetts Bridge, and camp for the day 14th Oct (1858). Again we resume our journey. Cross French Broad on Dewetts bridge, the most rickety affair I ever saw. Dewetts bridge is built entirely of poles, trusses, floors, and all. Horses and wagons pass over any sort of a stream, much less a very wide and rapid stream. Pass through Newport, on south side of French Broad, 20 miles from Paint Rock. Cross Pigeon river two miles west of Newport. Pitch our camp after a drive of 19 miles. Weather fine in fact this is a very dry fall. 15th Oct (1858). Weather fine, started on our days drive. Take the Dentons ford road and cross the French Broad river at one of the finest fords I ever saw. I must explain here that owners of ferries on such streams had riders out on the roads traveled by emigrants whose business was to decoy emigrants to their ferries, by misrepresenting in regards to fords, and they had a rich harvest as the roads were lined with teams and vehicles. Some of which were bound for the promised land west of the Mississippi river, and others who were making their way east back to their former homes which most of them left only the year before. The horrible report that those made who were on the return from the west were very discouraging to those bound for the west, so much so that many of our females shed crockodile tears. The health of the country as they experienced it, being the main trouble, and they showed the truth of their stories by the color of their faces. At our camp that night before crossing the river people advised us not to go the ferry road as the route by the best ford in the world was the best and shortest and volunteered their service to pilot us to and across the river next morning which they did freely without charge. We found the ford as good as represented by them and much better than we expected. It appeared that the people had a grudge against those ferry sharps or were ready to speak truth to the emigrants, and do them a good turn. Four and half miles from the crossing of the river we passed a village of Dandridge, a rough looking place, but had a curiosity, a bank in those days in a backwoods country town. We go in to camp twenty miles from Knoxville after a days drive of 19 miles, we are now on the north bank of the French Broad, again.

DIARY OF AN 1858 WAGON TRAIN JOURNEY This diary of John C. Darr was printed in the Atkins (Arkansas) Chronicle 30 July 1909 through 08 October 1909 The articles were researched and contributed by Mrs. James D. (Earlene) Peak to the Pope County (Arkansas) Historical Association Quarterly. Quarterly Editor: Ms. Laura L. Shull P.O. Box 670 Dover Arkansas 72837-0670 The spellings, punctuation, and sentence structure in the article follow those contained in the reproduction in the Pope County Historical Association Quarterly. It is uncertain whether the deviations from present writing style reflect the writing style of Mr. Darr or choices made by the typesetter of the Atkins Chronicle. Fifty-one Years Ago Then and now, as seen by one who has passed his three score and ten mile post, and experienced the same. 51 years ago since the writer with many others commenced a journey of almost 1000 miles by the modes of travel used at that day and time and trusting that the readers of the Chronicle will be interested in reading this diary of every day travel as kept by him and can make their own comparison of the present as compared with the past. But if not interested the writer trusts that you will extend to him the hand of charity and forgiveness for having used so much valuable space of the Chronicle which might have been much better filled by others who are able to entertain you very much better than the writer. With these introductory remarks I will open by diary which I hope you will not condemn before you read it through. Our first days journey commenced on Oct. 5th 1858, by leaving our old home and land of our birth in Lincoln county, North Carolina, almost in sight of the battleground of Ramsuers mill which was fough in the war of American Independence, 128 years, between those who favored liberty, and those who preferred to remain slaves under King George of England, properly called tories, and as it is well said that blood will tell, the truth of this saying has good proof in this case, as the same chopped out in the war between the states, the blood did tell. The first day of starting on this long journey, cutting loose from relatives, neighbors, and our old home and stamping grounds, all our company bound for Arkansas, having collected from our neighborhood, moved out and passed through Lincolton, our County Site, crossed South Fork of the Catawba river and camped seven miles beyond. One days travel 13 miles. Our train consisted of two horse wagons, old time carryalls, and carriages with good teams of horses and mules to all, and all supplied with good tents, etc. All the company consisted of sixty souls, crossed 1st Broad river. Days travel, 16 miles, weather fine. Must tell how I got in a tight place at our first camp. Many of the neighbors came to our camp and amongst them was a pretty and attractive young lady with the good name Prudence, who made many remarks of regret because she could not accompany us as she had kinsfolks amongst us. The writer not looking for anything more serious than a joke remarked, "Why not go with me?" Oh Jerusalem! But she answered, "This is so sudden, but I will answer you in the morning before you leave camp." Now what was I to do? No trouble if her answer was "no" but if "yes" the d___ I would be to pay, as I could not care for myself, of course I would have to back down if yes, and treat it as a joke, but I done better. I hit the road and was several miles on my way at sun up. This taught me never to joke with a young lady on this subject unless prepared to foot the bill

Trying to find parents and siblings of James Henderson Bradley, born in Georgia about 1825. He married Nancy Walston in Troup County in the 1840s, then when she died he married her sister, Louisa Walston. He died in the civil war.They lived in Campbell County. Thanks, Pat Davis --------------------------------- Get your email and more, right on the new Yahoo.com

Could you give Anne a little help? Thanks Hank -----Original Message----- From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Anne Brown Sent: Saturday, October 07, 2006 7:34 AM To: [email protected] Subject: Re: [GEORGIA] Diary If you are sending it as an attachment, it will not be allowed on the list. If it is just too long, maybe you can break it up into smaller portions. I am not a list manager, so I am just guessing about this. Anne Brown FL ----- Original Message ----- From: "brenda" <[email protected]> To: "Georgia Roots" <[email protected]> Sent: Friday, October 06, 2006 9:25 PM Subject: [GEORGIA] Diary >I tied to post the Diary but I don't think it will be allowed, this is >the >message that I received back. > > Message body is too big: 137452 bytes with a limit of 40 KB > > Your message will be reviewed and will either be automatically posted > to the list or you will be notified that it has been rejected and why. > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message > ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

No, we cannot connect Benjamin Kitchens to any one, sibling, mother or father. Nor can we find his wife's name. Gwen

One of my great aunts told me that my great grandfather, Joseph RICE, had an aunt or cousin who was named Pearl RICE who married a DAVIS in Winder or Auburn or Gwinnett County, Georgia. My great grandfather was born in 1874 in Georgia, Alabama, Ireland, or Kentucky. Can someone please tell me if they know of a Pearl RICE who married a DAVIS? Thank you, Charlotte Miller

In a message dated 10/3/2006 8:55:48 P.M. Central Standard Time, [email protected] writes: Where in North Carolina do the Kitchen's come from? The Kitchens in my files come from Edgecombe County, North Carolina. Boaz Kitchens (Kitching or Cathings) born about 1720 Edgecombe County, North Carolina and died 1793 Edgecombe County, NC. In "North Carolina Will Abstracts, 1760-1800" p.109 1772 Kitchin, Boaz, William and Boaz Wife: Mary?? Children: Boaz "Bose" Kitchens Lucresia Kitchens Lurany (Raney) Kitchens Mourning Kitchens William Joseph Kitchens b. AFT 1747 in VA or NC Jethro Kitchens b. ABT 1752 Christian Kitchens b. ABT 1754 Ann Robbins

I'm rereading your email and wonder if you are saying that you have a Brown family member taking the DNA or if it is a Peacock. I have not yet convinced any of my Brown candidates to take the test but am working on it. One that thinks he is connected has taken the test but our connection is largely proximity of family graves and similar first names like Hardy, Williams and Dempsey for our Browns. I have my Browns back to Williams Brown b 1792 North Carolina and buried n Henderson Ga. He first married Susannah Westbrook and then Lucretia Cross the widow of David Clark. Williams Brown's children were William Hardy, Stephen N, Susan Carolyn, Elenor W, Magdeline, Richard Dempsey Westbrook, Louisa Jacenta (who married David F. L. Peacock), Eliza A., Penelope A. and Sarah M. If any of this looks familiar to anyone I'd love to hear from you. Laurie Baker -----Original Message----- From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] Sent: Monday, July 24, 2006 8:51 AM To: [email protected] Subject: [GEORGIA] Walter Peacock Thanks for the reply. Sorry it has taken me so long to answer. But I have been on vacation with the family. Anyway I ordered the death certificate for Walter M Peacock and received it while I was out of town. On the death certificate it states that Walter M Peacock was the son of William Peacock and Matilda Roland. Born Nov 4, 1879 Died Nov 30, 1969. Wife was Sarah C Peacock. The informant was his daughter Mrs W T Kilgore. I will be doing more research on this line. Now, because of the Peacock-Brown connection I would like more information on you line if you would help me with this. I have had a family member take a DNA test and am waiting for the results. With the hope that it will give me a direct line. Again thank you for your reply. And if anyone has knowledge of or is interested please contact me. Sincerely Brenda Peacock-Cohen In a message dated 7/20/2006 10:00:41 P.M. Eastern Standard Time, [email protected] writes: Date: Thu, 20 Jul 2006 06:41:06 -0700 From: "Laurie Baker" <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Message-Id: <[email protected]> Subject: RE: [GEORGIA] Walter Peacock Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hello, Not sure if I replied to you earlier but I don't find a record of it. I have some Peacocks in Houston/Dooly County. My connection to this group is that D.S.F. Peacock married Louisa Jacinta Brown. They are buried in Henderson Georgia. Not sure if they connect to yours or not. Possibly your Walter is a descendant of D.S.F. Peacock as it looks like he had two sons. Also when I searched my computer for Peacock information I found some references in my files of Bahamas research on the other side of my family. Any possibility any of your family were Loyalists and went to the Bahamas after the Revolution? Seems lots who went did come back to the States. Some came back very quickly. >From the 1870 Dooly Census: 10 1389 1520 Peacock Sarah 63 F W Farmer 4,800 1,255 N. C. . . . . . . . . . . . 11 1389 1520 Peacock Ellenor 20 F W At Home . . Ga. . . . . . . . . . . . 12 1389 1520 Peacock Nancy 23 F W At Home . . Ga. . . . . . . . . . . . 13 1389 1520 Peacock Emma 2 F W At Home . . Ga. . . . . . . . . . . . 14 1390 1521 Peacock D. S. F. 31 M W Farmer 2,000 490 Ga. . . . . . . . . X . . 15 1390 1521 Peacock Louisa 25 F W House Keeper . . Ga. . . . . . . . . . . . 16 1390 1521 Peacock Julius 4 M W . . . Ga. . . . . . . . . . . . 17 1390 1521 Peacock John W. 1 M W . . . Ga. . . . . . . . . . . . ==== GEORGIA Mailing List ==== To unsubscribe from this list, send ONLY the word UNSUBSCRIBE to the utility address [email protected]B.COM If you are trying to unsubscribe from the Digest list, use the same utility address but change the -L- to a -D- ============================== New! Family Tree Maker 2005. Build your tree and search for your ancestors at the same time. Share your tree with family and friends. Learn more: http://landing.ancestry.com/familytreemaker/2005/tour.aspx?sourceid=14599&ta rgetid=5429 -- Checked by AVG Free Edition. Version: 7.1.394 / Virus Database: 268.10.4/396 - Release Date: 7/24/2006

Hazel I think I will try that, maybe in about 5 sections. Bren ----- Original Message ----- From: "Hazel LeBlanc" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Friday, October 06, 2006 9:55 PM Subject: Re: [GEORGIA] Diary > Brenda, > Try sending it in small sections. Just a suggestion. > Hazel > At 08:25 PM 10/6/2006, you wrote: >>I tied to post the Diary but I don't think it will be allowed, this is the >>message that I received back. >> >>Message body is too big: 137452 bytes with a limit of 40 KB >> >>Your message will be reviewed and will either be automatically posted >>to the list or you will be notified that it has been rejected and why. > > > > Scanned for viruses by Blue Coat > http://www.WinProxy.com/ > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

Brenda, Try sending it in small sections. Just a suggestion. Hazel At 08:25 PM 10/6/2006, you wrote: >I tied to post the Diary but I don't think it will be allowed, this is the >message that I received back. > >Message body is too big: 137452 bytes with a limit of 40 KB > >Your message will be reviewed and will either be automatically posted >to the list or you will be notified that it has been rejected and why. Scanned for viruses by Blue Coat http://www.WinProxy.com/

Milledgeville is Baldwin County, not too far from Macon, Ga., Hawkinsville is not to far from Houston County, Ga., it has the female prison for Ga. Milledgeville back then was known more for the state hospital, although it was also the capitol at one time (or was going to be the capitol) and has a mlitary school. ----- Original Message ----- From: <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Friday, October 06, 2006 9:14 PM Subject: [GEORGIA] Travel Time | Hi, everyone has been so nice trying to find information on my | Benjamin Kitchens maybe I can do this for you, hope it helps. | | Benjamin's War of 1812 records show that he was listed as a fifer in Wooten's | Detachment of Capt. John G. Smith's company of infantry, detached regiment of | Malitia. Arrived at Ft. Hawkins DEC 9.1814. | Service expired on Feb. 7, 1815 | 38 miles from FT Hawkins to his residence, 2 days traveling times to his | residence time of service charged one month 30 days 18 cents for rations, nine | dollars per months, 36 cents substance total of 18.06. | He lived in Millidgeville at the time. So I have no idea what his travel mode | was, but I hope a horse, so what do you thing 18 miles per day?:? | Hawkinsville is now in Johnson CO. | Thank everyone for all your help, this is a great list! | Gwen and Al Kitchens | | ------------------------------- | To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

yes, that right, but with that name, they have to be some relation ----- Original Message ----- From: "Linda Murray" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Friday, October 06, 2006 3:34 PM Subject: Re: [GEORGIA] Early Time Travel | Delilah, | If your Groovers are the same as mine, the Salzberger brothers John and | Solomon aren't yours. I think your immigrant Peter Groover is the one who | landed in NC instead of the one who came to Georgia. | Sorry. | Linda in Marietta | | ----- Original Message ----- | From: "Delilah" <[email protected]> | To: <[email protected]> | Sent: Friday, October 06, 2006 10:35 AM | Subject: Re: [GEORGIA] Early Time Travel | | | > Where did you get this information - GROOVER is my family | > delilah evans | > ----- Original Message ----- | > From: "bert bass" <[email protected]> | > To: <[email protected]> | > Sent: Friday, October 06, 2006 12:23 AM | > Subject: Re: [GEORGIA] Early Time Travel | > | > | > | This doesn't give any times but it does show the spirit of these early | > | pioneers | > | | > | "The fainthearted might shudder at the adventuresome spirit which was | > still | > | burning bright in the Groovers; who after a century in the approximate | > area | > | of their settlement upon reaching America, would uproot and relocate in | > | regions far from their original homestead. The Groovers who migrated to | > | Thomas and Lowndes Counties were of this breed. These bold pioneers had | > no | > | guarantee of success or support when they divested themselves of their | > | property, holdings and friends and relatives and moved on. | > | | > | We have here a breed of pioneers embarking upon a New Land with barely | any | > | law as there were few white settlers in this area; an area, the title of | > | which had only recently in1818 passed from the Federal Government to the | > | State of Georgia. | > | | > | John Groover, Jr., his brother Solomon and their families were some of | the | > | stout hearted who were willing to leave their established homes and | farms | > in | > | Bulloch and Bryan Counties and brave dense forests, wild animals and | > | treacherous indians who still frequented the area in hunting parties." | > | | > | | > | ----- Original Message ----- | > | From: "John M OMelia" <[email protected]> | > | To: <[email protected]> | > | Sent: Thursday, October 05, 2006 5:24 PM | > | Subject: [GEORGIA] Early Time Travel | > | | > | | > | > Early travel in GA during the 1700`s and 1800`s took a lot of time and | > | > several miles between point A and point B. | > | > | > | > Is there anyone privy to old diaries that pointedly describe how many | > | > miles one could make in a day? I realize that as time went by and the | > | > new counties were cut from the old counties it became easier to travel | > | > better and farther. | > | > | > | > But I have not been able to find any defined text that pertained to | the | > | > problems of early travel in GA. | > | > | > | > Looking forward to any comments on early travel. | > | > | > | > | > | > | > | > | > | > ------------------------------- | > | > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to | > | > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the | > | > quotes in the subject and the body of the message | > | > | > | | > || -------------------------------------------------------------------------- | ------ | > | I am using the free version of SPAMfighter for private users. | > | It has removed 555 spam emails to date. | > | Paying users do not have this message in their emails. | > | Try SPAMfighter for free now! | > | | > | | > | | > | ------------------------------- | > | To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to | > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the | quotes | > in the subject and the body of the message | > | | > | > | > | > ------------------------------- | > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to | [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes | in the subject and the body of the message | > | | | ------------------------------- | To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message