I see my grandfather coming home from the mine - black as can me. I also see my Aunt Myrtle who would have been 98 this year - toting those 7 young'uns of hers over the mountain , walking - between Evarts and St. Charles (in VA). Have any of you been to the Coal Museum in Benham/Lynch - it is a wonderful well-done little museum. One of my fav places to visit. it is on the road going up on Black Moutain over to VA. sandy Pat Oneal wrote: > Ladies, > Let's not focus too much on the "men". Keep in mind the women played a > very important role in our heritage. I see a complete family of settlers, a > log cabin in the background, Man with his KY rifle and two-three rabbits > over his shoulder. Woman and dau. hanging out clothes and handmade quilts > on the line. Grandma on the porch in her rocker. Kids in the yard with > their hound dog, maybe pulling water from the well, or chopping firewood. > Cornfield in background, horse and plow, and maybe an Indian or two gleaming > from the woods in the distance. Over to one side is the family cemetery > with a white picket fence and one tree. (Just how big is the webpage????) > That's my picture of our ancestors, since mine were farmers, > blacksmiths, and general store owners. ............. Pat > > -----Original Message----- > From: Ramona <kywy@zoomnet.net> > To: KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com > <KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com> > Date: Thursday, September 16, 1999 10:11 AM > Subject: [KENTUCKY-LEGENDS AND FOLKLORE] OUR KENTUCKY HUNTERS > > >The backwoodsman of Kentucky was the first of our tall men, whose > >words were tall talk and whose deeds were tall tales. Romantic fiction > >has made much of his fierce wild courage and independence and his > >"rough diamond" chivalry as well as his skill with the rifle. > >"That murderous weapon," wrote Audubon of the Kentucky Hunters, "and > >the means of procuring them subsistence during all their wild and > >extensive > >rambles, and is the source of their principal sports and pleasure." > >It also brought them into National attention in the Battle of New Orleans, > >War of 1812. > >Bands of rugged Kentucky frontiersmen, wearing coonskin caps poured > >into General Jackson's ranks without guns. > >"Old Hickory" said to them, "Boys were are your guns?" > >"Got none" was the response. > >"Well then, what are you going to do?" asked "Old Hickory". > >"We'll tell you what we'll do Gin'ral, we'll follow them there Tennesseeans > >into battle, and ever' time one falls we'll jist inherit his gun." > >*No offense to Tennessee--my Kin is from there also!* > >In May of 1822 before a New Orleans audience of stomping, clapping, > >whooping people these "tough as hickory" and "coonskin voters" passed > >from history into legend. > >On this day, Noah Ludlow sang "The Hunters of Kentucky". > >Kind of makes one feel proud to be a Kentuckian--doesn't it? > >Ramona > > > > > > > > > >