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Brenda, I have a Gabriel Beekman b. 1782 of Adams Co., OH. He married 1st. Margaret Mires in 1802 and he married 2nd Mary "Polly" Hamilton in 1849. I have more information if you are interested. Debra McCann JBrnd4Fun@aol.com wrote: > I am searching for information on following surnames: > O'Dell, Odle, Beekman, Holt, Blair, Osborne > Would like to exchange info with any one interested! > Brenda Joiner (O'Dell) > Longview, Texas -- My Elusive Ancestors http://users.ap.net/~chenae/geneal.html Main Site Index http://users.ap.net/~chenae/main.html

Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? I,HB FAGLEY,downloaded this 1st to share with friends in Little Rock, but it is an interesting tale. InterviewerBeulah Sherwood Hagg Mrs. Cora Gillam Age86 1023 Arch Street, Little Rock, Arkansas [Scratching Pacified Master.] I have never been entirely sure of my age. I have kept it since I was married and they called me fifteen. That was in '66 or '67. Anyhow, I'm about 86, and what difference does one year make, one way or another. I lived with master and mistress in Greenville, Mississippi. They didn't have children and kept me in the house with them all the time. Master was always having a bad spell and take to his bed. It always made him sick to hear that freedom was coming closer. He just couldn't stand to hear about that. I always remember the day he died. It was the fall of Vicksburg. When he took a spell, I had to stand by the bed and scratch his head for him, and fan him with the other hand. He said that scratching pacified him. Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? Search > Record Type > Slave Narratives > Search ResultsFebruary 12, 2000 No ma'am, oh no indeedy, my father was not a slave. Can't you tell by me that he was white? My brother and one sister were free folks because their white father claimed them. Brother was in college in Cincinnati and sister was in Oberlin college. My father was Mr. McCarroll from Ohio. He came to Mississippi to be overseer on the plantation of the Warren family where my mother lived. My grandmother - on mother's side, was full blood Cherokee. She came from North Carolina. In early days my mother and her brothers and sisters were stolen from their home in North Carolina and taken to Mississippi and sold for slaves. You know the Indians could follow trails (2.) better than other kind of folks, and she tracked her children down and stayed in the south. My mother was only part Negro; so was her brother, my uncle Tom. He seemed all Indian. You know, the Cherokees were peaceable Indians, until you got them mad. Then they was the fiercest fighters of any tribes. Wait a minute, lady. I want to tell you first why I didn't get educated up north like my white brother and sister. Just about time for me to be born my papa went to see how they was getting along in school. He left my education money with mama. He sure did want all his children educated. I never saw my father. He died that trip. After awhile mama married a colored man name Lee. He took my school money and put me in the cotton patch. It was still during the war time when my white folks moved to Arkansas; it was Desha county where they settle. Now I want to tell you about my uncle Tom. Like I said, he was half Indian. But the Negro part didn't show hardly any. There was something about uncle Tom that made both white and black be afraid of him. His master was young, like him. He was name Tom Johnson, too. You see, the Warrens, what own my mother, and the Johnsons, were all sort of one family. Mistress Warren and Mistress Johnson were sisters, and owned everything together. The Johnsons lived in Kentucky, but came to Arkansas to farm. Master Tom taught his slaves to read. They say uncle Tom was the best reader, white or black, for miles. That was what got him in trouble. Slaves was not allowed to read. They didn't want them to know that freedom was coming. No ma'am! Any time a crowd of slaves gathered, overseers and bushwhackers came and chased them; broke up the crowd. (3.) That Indian in uncle Tom made him not scared of anybody. He had a newspaper with latest war news and gathered a crowd of slaves to read them when peace was coming. White men say it done to get uprising among slaves. A crowd of white gather and take uncle Tom to jail. Twenty of them say they would beat him, each man, till they so tired they can't lay on one more lick. If he still alive, then they hang him. Wasn't that awful? Hang a man just because he could read? They had him in jail overnight. His young master got wind of it, and went to save his man. The Indian in uncle Tom rose. Strength - big extra strength seemed to come to him. First man what opened that door, he leaped on him and laid him out. No white man could stand against him in that Indian fighting spirit. They was scared of him. He almost tore that jailhouse down, lady. Yes he did. His young master took him that night, but next day the white mob was after him and had him in jail. Then listen what happened. The Yankees took Helena, and opened up the jails. Everybody so scared they forgot all about hangings and things like that. Then uncle Tom join the Union army; was in the 54th Regiment, U. S. volunteers (colored) and went to Little Rock. My mama come up here. You see, so many white folks loaned their slaves to the cessioners (Cecessionists) to help build forts all over the state. Mama was needed to help cook. They was building forts to protect Little Rock. Steele was coming. The mistress was kind; she took care of me and my sister while mama was gone. It was while she was in Little Rock that mama married Lee. After peace they went back to Helena and stayed two years with old mistress. She let them have the use of the farm tools and mules; (4.) she put up the cotton and seed corn and food for us. She told us we could work on shares, half and half. You see, ma'am, when slaves got free, they didn't have nothing but their two hands to start out with. I never heard of any master giving a slave money or land. Most went back to farming on shares. For many years all they got was their food. Some white folks was so mean. I know what they told us every time when crops would be put by. They said "Why didn't you work harder? Look. When the seed is paid for, and all your food and everything, what food you had just squares the account." Then they take all the cotton we raise, all the hogs, corn, everything. We was just about where we was in slave days. Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesM Previous Page Next Page When we see we never going to make anything share cropping, mother and I went picking. Yes ma'am, they paid pretty good; got $1.50 a hundred. So we saved enough to take us to Little Rock. Went on a boat, I remember, and it took a whole week to make the trip. Just think of that. A whole week between here and Helena. I was married by then. Gillam was a blacksmith by trade and had a good business. But in a little while he got into politics in Little Rock. Yes, lady. If you would look over the old records you would see where he was made the keeper of the jail. I don't know how many times he was elected to city council. He was the only colored coroner Pulaski county ever had. He was in the legislature, too. I used to dress up and go out to hear him make speeches. Wait a minute and I will get my scrap book and show you all the things I cut from the papers printed about him in those days.... (5.) Even after the colored folks got put out of public office, they still kept my husband for a policeman. It was during those days he bought this home. Sixty-seven years we been living right in this place - I guess - when did you say the war had its wind up? It was the only house in a big forest. All my nine children was born right in this house. No ma'am, I never have worked since I came here. My husband always made a good living. I had all I could do caring for those nine children. When the Democrats came in power, of course all colored men were let out of office. Then my husband went back to his blacksmith trade. He was always interested in breeding fine horses. Kept two fine stallions; one was named "Judge Hill", the other "Pinchback". White folks from Kentucky, even, used to come here to buy his colts. Race people in Texas took our colts as fast as they got born. Only recently we heard that stock from our stable was among the best in Texas. The Ku Kluxers never bothered us in the least. I think they worked mostly out in the country. We used to hear terrible tales of how they whipped and killed both white and black, for no reason at all. Everybody was afraid of them and scared to go out after dark. They were a strong organization, and secret. I'll tell you, lady, if the rough element from the north had stayed out of the south the trouble of reconstruction would not happened. Yes ma'am, that's right. You see, after great disasters like fires and earthquakes and such, always reckless criminal class people come in its wake to rob and pillage. It was like that in the war days. It was that bad element of the north what made the trouble. (6.) They tried to excite (incite) the colored against their white friends. The white folks was still kind to them what had been their slaves. They would have helped them get started. I know that. I always say that if the south could of been left to adjust itself, both white and colored would been better off. Now about this voting business. I guess you don't find any colored folks what think they get a fair deal. I don't, either. I don't think it is right that any tax payer should be deprived of the right to vote. Why, lady, even my children that pay poll tax can't vote. One of my daughters is a teacher in the public school. She tells me they send out notices that if teachers don't pay a poll tax they may lose their place. But still they can't use it and vote in the primary. My husband always believed in using your voting privilege. He has been dead over 30 years. He had been appointed on the Grand Jury; had bought a new suit of clothes for that. He died on the day he was to go, so we used his new suit to bury him in. I have been getting his soldier's pension ever since. Yes ma'am, I have not had it hard like lots of ex-slaves. Before you go I'd like you to look at the bedspread I knit last year. My daughters was trying to learn to knit. This craze for knitting has got everybody, it looks like. I heard them fussing about they could not cast on the stitches. "For land's sakes," I said, "hand me them needles." So I fussed around a little, and it all came back. What's funny about it is, I had not knitted a stitch since I was about ten. Old mistress used to make me knit socks for the soldiers. I remember I knit ten pair out of coarse yarn, (7,) while she was doing a couple for the officer out of fine wool and silk mixed. I used to knit pulse warmers, and "half-handers", - I bet you don't know what they was. Yes, that's right; gloves without any fingers, 'cepting a thumb and it didn't have any end. I could even knit on four needles when I was little. We used to make our needles out of bones, wire, smooth, straight sticks, - anything that would slip the yarn. Well, let me get back to this spread. In a few minutes it all came back. I began knitting washrags. Got faster and faster. Didn't need to look at the stitches. The girls are so scared something will happen to me, they won't let me do any work. Now I had found something I could do. When they saw how fast I work, they say: "Mother, why don't you make something worth while? Why make so many washrags?" So I started the bedspread. I guess it took me six months, at odd times. I got it done in time to take to Ft. Worth to the big exhibit of the National Federation of Colored Womens' Clubs. My daughter was the national president that year. If you'll believe it, this spread took first prize. Look, here's the blue ribbon pinned on yet. What they thought was so wonderful was that I knit every stitch of it without glasses. But that is not so funny, because I have never worn glasses in my life. I guess that is some more of my Indian blood telling. Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us ________________________________________________________________ YOU'RE PAYING TOO MUCH FOR THE INTERNET! Juno now offers FREE Internet Access! Try it today - there's no risk! For your FREE software, visit: http://dl.www.juno.com/get/tagj.

Hello Brenda, I research a Osborne line from Lewis Co., Ky. Jan --- JBrnd4Fun@aol.com wrote: > I am searching for information on following > surnames: > O'Dell, Odle, Beekman, Holt, Blair, Osborne > Would like to exchange info with any one interested! > Brenda Joiner (O'Dell) > Longview, Texas > > ===== Janice L. Gillespie Still living in East Central Illinois, wanting to be in Adams Co., OH or Lewis Co., KY Coordinator Ky/Lewis Co. Obits, Deeds, Pensions Coordinator Ky/Lewis County Newspaper List Researching OSBORNE,SOWERS and a few others __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Talk to your friends online with Yahoo! Messenger. http://im.yahoo.com

Carol Jean, Yes ----I have read about the Dement's living in Cincinnati and Springfield as well as Washington C.H. All three courthouses are within a hour's driving range for me. As soon as this weather breaks I plan on visting and checking land and probate records for the family. I will share with you anything I might find. Carleene (Olds) Roe Kettering, Ohio carleeneroe@prodigy.net

Hello Does anyone have the Children of John and Jerusha"Mershon" Shaw? I don't know to much about my GGGreat Grand parent's I need a little Help. Thank you Emma Vealey vevealey@aol.com

Hi Carol Jean and the list, My husband's Father always knew that the Dements where in related to him somewhere, but I never could find must info on them. Would love to have info on Willim Smith Dement line, even though it is not a blood line. I got mu Kirkendall info from "History of Lower Scioto Valley" pg.419. Also "History of Scioto county" Pgs 398, 399, 759-760, 402, 1132. in the Local History Room at the Portsmouth Public Library. 1220 Gallia Street, Portsmouth, OH 45663. 740-353-5304. www.portsmouth.lib.oh.us http://www.portsmouth.lib.oh.us/dept-index.html Hope this helps! At 07:48 PM 02/11/2000 -0500, you wrote: >Carol Jean, > >I really do not have much information on the Kirkendall family. I did have >information on James Bealor Dement but I can't find it. I will keep >searching and send it on to you. I thought the material was in my computer >but might be in my notebooks !!!! > ************************************************************************* Betty Lou Riley () chipmunk@zoomnet.net ~(_)/ Web site (Riley's Camp) http://www.zoomnet.net/~chipmunk/ *Check the "Forest" for Family trees.* In Southern Ohio, USA

Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? Search > Record Type > Slave Narratives > Search ResultsFebruary 12, 2000 Previous Page Next Page SOYD CO. (Carl F. Hall) The Commonwealth of Kentucky, having for a northern boundary the Ohio River--the dividing line between the northern free states and the southern slave states has always been regarded as a southern state. As in the other states of the old south, slavery was an institution until the Thirteenth Ammendment to the Constitution of the United States gave the negro freedom in 1865. Kentucky did not, as other southern states, secede from the Union, but attempted to be neutral during the Civil War. The people, however, were divided in their allegience, furnishing recruits for both the Federal and Confederate armies. The president of the Union, Abraham Lincoln, and the president of the Confederacy, Jefferson Davis, both were born in this state. Boyd County was formed in 1860 from parts of Lawrence, Greenup and Carter Counties, and we are unable to find any records, in Boyd County, as to slave holders and their slaves, though it is known that many well to do families the Catletts, Davis, Poages, Williams and others were slave holders. (42.) Slaves were not regarded as persons, had no civil rights and were owned just as any other chattel property, were bought and sold like horses and cattle, and knew no law but the will of their white masters and like other domestic animals could be, and were, acquired and disposed of without regard to family ties or other consideration. Usually, as each slave represented a large investment of money, they were well cared for, being adequately fed, clothed and sheltered, having medical attention when silk. As, along the border in Kentucky, there were no large plantations where field workers could be used, most of the slaves in this region were house servants, who were housed in wings of the master's house, where the plantation were large enought to need many slaves, they were furnished one, or two, rooms cabins close by the mansion on the master's estate. As educated people are apt to be able to figure out ways to improve their lot, learning among the negroes was not encouraged, in fact it was illegal to teach them. In some instances an enlighted and humane master would teach a servant, and often they could find some one who would teach them secretly. As a race, however, they were, at the time they were set free, without any education at all. Tales are told of cruel masters who overworked, flogged and otherwise mistreated their helpers and slaves; these masters, however, seem to have been an exception to the rule and considering that they were generally well provided for, many slaves were better off economically that the laborer of today who is a victim of misfortunes such as sickness, disability and old age. Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? earch > Record Type > Slave Narratives > Search ResultsFebruary 12, 2000 Previous Page Next Page One reason why slaves were better treated here than further south, was that Kentucky was a border state, and throughout Ohio and other northern state was an organization known as the "Underground Railroad." This was a sort of (43.) secret society whose members were sworn to assist escaped slaves to run away to Canada where they would be free. When a run-away slave crossed the Ohio River he would be met by some one of this organization and taken where he could remain in hiding by day, then by traveling by night, could reach another place of concealment by morning, where he would be fed and hidden until darkness permitted him to reach the next haven. By this means many were successful in reaching freedom, though they were hunted by officers, armed with guns, and assisted by fierce dogs especially trained for this work. Negroes who were unruly, or were caught attempting to escape, were usually sold to planters in the far south whore they could not hope to escape, and were forced to end their days in unremitting toil in the cotton and cane fileds, forever separated from relatives and friends. It was the barbarism practiced by cruel masters, so vividly portrayed in such books as "Uncle Tom's Cabin" and songs like "Nellie Gray," that awakened the nation's conscience and brought about the bloody "Civil War" which resulted in the race being set free. Just before the war, George Davis, a mulatto, son of his master and a black servant girl, was in Cincinnati and was accosted by two white man who offered to use the good offices of the "Underground Railroad" to help him to get away to Canada. Being well treated, as a trusted servant of his white father and master, he did not avail himself of this opportunity to escape and stayed on as a slave until Freed by the war, after which he went to Ohio and settled and prospered until his death. Another slave, Asberry Parker, did escape, and traveling by night hiding by day, reached safety in Canada where he worked and saved until he became wealthy. After the war, when he could safely return to the United States, he moved to Ironton, Ohio, where he made his home for the rest of his life. (44.) He belonged in his days of slavery, to a Williams family, in Carter County, Kentucky. Another slave, George McVodie, belonging to the Poage family, of Boyd Co., escaped and went to Canada, no as to whether he ever came back later. Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? Search > Record Type > Slave Narratives > Search ResultsFebruary 12, 2000 Search Results Database: Full Context of Slave Narratives Combined Matches: Previous Page Next Page A sister of George Davis was sold to a planter in Louisana where she lived until 1877, when she returned to Boyd County as a free women. As negroes, in slavery days, were regarded as beasts of burden not much interest was taken in the welfare of their souls. Some kind hearted masters would allow them the privilege of meeting in religious service, where some one of their race in spite of the conditions of the times, could read and explain the Bible, would preach. Other masters would not allow this to be done. A negro would become, in character much like the family who owned him, i.e., an honest, moral and kindly master would have slaves of like qualities, ?? while a cruel, dishonest master would usually affect his slaves so that they would be tricky and unreliable. Where the master did not personally supervise his slaves and left them to the mercies of a hired "over-seer," their lot was usually much worse, as these task-masters were almost always tyranical and were not restrained by a sense of ownership from abusing the helpless creatures under their authority as were the master's, whose money was invested in them. On one occasion, a young negro saw his own sister stripped naked and unmercifully whipped by one of these over-seers. He gathered up all of his small belongings and tied them in a bundle and securing a club of wood, laid in wait for the cruel 'boss' until dark, when he killed him with the club. He then escaped, via the "Underground Railroad." One thing he was careful to do, was to avoid all telegraph poles, as that he thought the wires could detect and betray him, the telegraph was a mystery (47.) Politics: Formerly, the negro, attributing his freedom to the efforts of Abraham Lincoln in his behalf, voted almost solidly for the Republican Party. Now, however, the Democrats have, by remembering the race when passing out jobs, gained recruits among the colored people, and some negro Democrats are found here. The negro has been accused of voting for money, but it is doubtful if as a race, he is any more prone to this practice than his white fellow citizens among whom this abuse seems to be growing. BELL CO. (Nelle Shumate) Mandy Gibson There were auction-blocks near the court houses where the slaves were sold to the highest bidders. A slave would be placed on a platform and his merits as a speciman of human power and ability to work was enomerated the bidding began. Young slave girls brought high prices because the more slave children that were born on one's plantation the richer he would be in the future. Some slaves were kept just for this purpose, the same as prize thorough-bred stock is kept. In many instances slaves were treated like brutes and their places to sleep were like barn sheds with only a little straw, on which to sleep. Mrs. Neikirk's mother said that she distinctly remembered that the slaves she knew of had only the roughest of food such as: corn bread molasses, and scraps from their owner's table. Their clothing was such as their owners saw fit to give them and the cheapest. Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us From: Ms42son@aol.com To: hermfagley@juno.com Cc: OHCLERMO-L-request@rootsweb.com Date: Wed, 22 Dec 1999 20:35:41 EST Subject: Rev Garrard Riley MWed, 22 Dec 1999 20:35:48 -0500 (EST) R Garrard Riley s/o Ninian and Elizabeth Taylor Riley info taken from copy of transcript of The Long-Lost Manuscript of Nancy Riley Clark Salt "Garrard, who was a lad of 17 when he, with his parents moved to NC (aprox 1783). Soon after they arrived there was a call for volunteers to guard the settlement against the Torys or Refugees, as they were called. John Wright was Captain. They mustered at Captain Wrights's , and when the call was made, Garrard felt his heart beat warm in his country's cause, and though he was young he, with many more, turned out as a volunteer to be ready at any time when wanted. Their rendezvous was a Captain Wright's." ......................................................................... ..... ......................................................................... ..... ............John Wright died 31 Oct 1789 His wife, Ann, then left with 9 children with her--9were married, some lived near her. Her oldest son, Thomas, was a Baptist, lived near and joined farms with his mother. She had a good farm and two old negroes, she living on the sme farm until her death. She raised alll the 9 children, some of them very small when their father died. They all married and moved off--some to KY, some to MO, and some to Alabama.................................................................. ..... ...........................She died in her ninetieth year. She had belonged to the Baptist Church with her husband many years before his death. She lived about seventy years in the church. The most of her children joined the Baptist Church." I included the above as the Wright's were also Baptist and Garrard married Captain John Wright's daughter Frances. they were married in January, 1786. Garrard and Frances were baptised together by Rev Wm. Petty They both went to Petty's Church at Weirs Creek and were baptised in the Yadkin River. They along with 10 families most of them his relations left Surry Co NC in the summer of 1796 bound for KY. " In the winter of 1799 There was a great revival of religion commenced among the Baptists, some eight or ten miles off. Garrad heard of it and soon caught the spirit and went to Bryant's there he heard and saw so much of the good work.................. that he came home all alive with religion. He wouuld work hard all day, and in the evening take his horse and ride six or eight miles to a meeting and back again, sometimes near midnight. The revival soon reached Marble Creek Church, where Garrard and wife belonged, The Rev John Price, pastor. Price was a very hard Calvinist but not very entertaining--though he was a very good man. Other preachers soon caught the flame and visited Marble Creek. Peter Wood from Madison Co, John Shackelford from Scott Co KY, Ambrose Dudley for Scott, Elder Redden and old Thomas Ammons from Fiatt(Fayette) Co-- these were all good preachers, the greatest in their day. There were others-- George Boon a great revivalist, and Ambrose Boren also a very good lively preacher. Some of these preachers did attend nearly every sabbath at Marble Creek Church, where the church would be crowded to overflowing. There was such an excitement that it seemed as if all were affected more or less."................................................................... ..... ......................................................................... ..... ..................After the revival, the church was so large that they thought best to divide it and form another as the members were so scattered. So all that were on the south of the church four miles off, took letters. Among them were Garrad and his wife and daughter and most of his relations and many more and were constitued into a church called Mount Gillead. They had no house but they all had a mind to work and soon commeced to prepare brick and lumber and in one year they had a good house, though not plastered............... ( illegible)............... comfortable. Here they lived happily. Garrad and his two sons had worked very hard in making the brick for the house, now it was done. The church called Rev. Ambrose Boren as their pastor. He was a very warm-hearted preacher and was well- recieved by all. The church gave Garrard license to preach or exercise his gifts in the bounds of the church." Per the new Riley Book out "The Colonial Riley's of the Tidewater Frontier" by Robert S. Riley Garrard Riley b. 26May1766, d. 26Jan1832. Gerrard originally was an Episcopalian. He and Frances wereunited with the Baptist cChurch and were baptized in the Yadkin River by Rev Wm. Petty. They were on the member ship roll of Flat Rock Baptist Church Surry Co NC for the years 1789-1792 it was in Sept of that year that the sold their land and moved to KY. They joined the Marble Creek Baptist Church. He became a Baptist Preacher as a result of having attended the Mammoth camp Meeting held at Cane Ridge near Paris, KY in 1799-1800 Nearly 20,000 people assembled at this meeting. Garrard felt the 'call' and studied for the ministry. He was pastor of many Baptist Churches in Northern KY and Southern OH in the following years. Garrard and Frances (Wright )Riley had 13 children. They were Nancy, ( writer of above manuscripts), Ninian (III) , John Wright, Zachariah, (father of Garrard Polycarp), Elizabeth, Sarah(Sally), William Wright, James Hickman, Williams Wright, Frances Wright, Garrard, Jr., and Mary (Polly) Riley. Now this all still doesnt answer how, why, when,or where Garrard Polycarp Riley became an extremist. Guess this will give me just one more thing to do research on. HA! By the way I am a descendent of Ninian Sr and Elizabeth thru their youngest son John Wright Riley brother of Rev Garrard. Have a great week end and New year everyone Happy Hunting and thanks for all the info on Garrard Polycarp as I didnt have any of that. Sondra Riley Peterson > family names: RILEY, POWELL,DILL, FOWLER, TATE, KEISER, STRADTER, DUNNING, > PITMAN, CONLIN,MCBRIDE > VISIT THE 'CLAN O'REILLY' WEB Lots of IRISH HISTORY to be > found on these pages. http://www.gofast.to/ClanOReilly/ ________________________________________________________________ YOU'RE PAYING TOO MUCH FOR THE INTERNET! Juno now offers FREE Internet Access! Try it today - there's no risk! For your FREE software, visit: http://dl.www.juno.com/get/tagj.

AncFederal Writers' Project) Eliza Harris Reference: By the Writer. About 1830, Eliza Harris, a slave lived very happily with her family on a plantation in Kentucky, across the Ohio river from Ripley, Ohio. Her husband was owned by another planter, but they were often together, owing to the kindness of their Masters. Eliza had had three children, but two had died and she was very fond of her remaining two year old baby boy. One evening she over-heard her Master talking. He was very much in need of money, and had decided to sell her baby to secure the money he needed. Eliza could listen to no more, for how could she part from her baby? She became frantic and decided to take her baby and escape to Canada. She did not wait, but slipped out and went several miles to the Ohio River; she found the ice broken up and was at a loss as to what to do. There were no bridges those days, and of course no raft could cross in the ice jam. She went to a house near by and remained over night. Next morning she heard horses approaching and knew her Master was coming. She picked up her baby and clasped it to her bosom and ran for the river. Reaching it she jumped on an ice cake and as it sank, got onto another. Thus by crawling, jumping and lifting herself and baby from one cake of ice to another she finally crossed the river. Sometimes she sank into the water, almost to her shoulders, and was nearly frozen in the ice-water; but she kept praying that the Lord would save her and her baby. (2.) She finally reached the other side; William Lacey, a brother of Maj. M. H. Lacey, of Fountain City, Indiana, pulled her up the bank to safety. He had watched her cross and had expected to see her sink out of sight any minute. He took her to the home of Rev. John Hankin, Ripley, Ohio, where she and her babe were cared for until they were able to go on. There was no danger of her master getting across the river, until the ice jam was gone. Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? From Ripley, she was taken to Cincinnati, and put on one of the Underground Railroad Lines, presumably coming from Hamilton, Ohio, to Richmond; where no doubt she remained over night with Samuel Charles and family who kept an Underground Station on their farm, just east of Richmond in what is now Glen Miller Park. Part of the old home remains, and the wash house, where many fugitive slaves have laundered their clothes while waiting their change to start on their journey North. Eliza and her baby, must have stayed here long enough to get rested; for she had not recovered yet from the shock of the trip across the River. From here she went to New port (Fountain City) to the home of Levi and Catharine Coffin, where she remained two weeks or more, until she was well enough to travel. They sent her on to the Station of Levi, Zimri and Berias Bond at Cabin Creek, near Georgetown, Randolph County. The Bonds had built their home with a puncheon floor over an underground room, which was arranged for the hiding of fugitives. This floor was fastened down to the floor with pegs. One of these pegs was arranged so that it could be removed and milk poured through the hole to a container beneath. In this way the slaves, who were hidden there were kept from starving when the house was surounded by guards. (3.) Sometimes they kept slaves 2 or 3 weeks not being albe to get them away, because of the guards, who were constantly watching the house. From there Eliza and her babe went to an ancient house 2 1/2 miles north of Pennville, in Jay County. It was located on theQuaker Trace Road and we do not know how long she remained here. From here she went to Greenville, Ohio and on to Sandusky, Ohio, where she was taken across the Lake to Canada and located in Chatham. In 1854, Levi and Catherine Coffin and their daughter, and Laura S. Haviland, of Michigan, were on a visit to Canada attending a meeting. At the close of the meeting a woman came up to Mrs. Coffin, seized her hand and exclaimed: "How are you, Aunt Katie? God bless you!" etc. Mrs. Coffin did not recognize her at first, then found it was Eliza Harris, whom she had befriended at her home in Newport years ago, when Eliza was seeking her freedom. The Coffins visited Eliza in her home and found her comfortable and contented. "Once upon a time, So the story goes, Many strange things happened As every body knows. So "ill tell a story Parts you've often heard, There are other phases That may seem absurd. How a colored Mammy With her babe so sweet Started out for Freedom And the things she'd meet. How she crossed on ice blocks O'er the river deep, And landed with her baby Most frozen in a heap. Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. 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Brenda are you also looking for Dement??? If so do you have a first name???

I am searching for information on following surnames: O'Dell, Odle, Beekman, Holt, Blair, Osborne Would like to exchange info with any one interested! Brenda Joiner (O'Dell) Longview, Texas

Betty Lou- some sur names on the Dement line- Goodin, Ellison, Greeley Mary Polly Ellison the wife of James M. Dement Jr. (1790-1869) was the daughter of Sarah Sally Smith...just saw a note that in 1870 she lived w/her son Andrew in Adams Co. Hope this helps...Carol Jean

In a message dated 02/11/2000 4:50:39 PM Pacific Standard Time, carleeneroe@prodigy.net writes: << http://www.zoomnet.net/~chipmunk/Kirkendall.html >> Carlene--according to my notes we have e-mailed before(thought that was interesting) I,m very slow at putting all these pieces together...However my notes also indicate that William Smith Dement was the brother of James Bealor Dement and Andrew Dement (Paula's line) It appears that both William and James married a Kirkendall...I also am familiar and impressed with Betty Lou's information..and the names are there but my dates don't match but they also could be wrong and they are close..still trying to find another piece of information to connect to Kirkendall..have some land records so I know something is out there...also did you know that William and James's father is suposse to be the first white child born in Cinncinnati and their gfather is mention as a first settler in Springfield, Ohio.... if you run across any info. on the KIRKENDALL line I would be so greatful...Carol Jean

To those who do not know, the Rankin house still stands in Adams County and is open to visitors. The house is very small and it is a true miracle that Mr. Rankin housed as many "runaways" as he did. The house sits on a hill not far from the river. RSR Scioto County Ohio -----Original Message----- From: HERMON B FAGLEY <hermfagley@juno.com> To: OHADAMS-L@rootsweb.com <OHADAMS-L@rootsweb.com> Date: Friday, February 11, 2000 9:43 AM Subject: [OHADAMS] Underground RR FEE RANKIN RIPLEY,Oh >www.ancestry.com added "Slave Narratives' to their databases. Free for >all a >few days. This is the 1st hit I got for UNDERGROUND >Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? > > > > > Search > Record Type > Slave Narratives > Search ResultsFebruary >11, > 2000 > (Verbatim interview with Arnold Gragston, 97-year-old ex-slave whose >early > life was spent helping slaves to freedom across the Ohio River, >while he, > himself, remained in bondage. As he puts it, he guesses he could be >called > a 'conductor' on the underground railway, only we didn't call it >that > then. I don't know as we called it anything -- we just knew there >was a > lot of slaves always a-wantin' to get free, and I had to help >'em.") > > "Most of the slaves didn't know when they was born, but I did. You >see, I > was born on a Christmas mornin' -- it was in 1840; I was a full >grown man > when I finally lot my freedom." > > "Before I got it, though, I helped a lot of others get theirs. Lawd >only > knows how many; might have been as much as two-three hundred. It >was 'way > wore than a hundred, I know. > > "But that all came after I was a young man -- 'grown' enough to >know a > pretty girl when I saw one, and to go chasing after her, too. I was >born > on a plantation that b'longed to Mr. Jack Tabb in Mason County, >just > across the river in Kentucky." > > "Mr. Tabb was a pretty good man. He used to beat us, sure; but not >nearly > so much as others did, some of his own kin people, even. But he was >kinda > funny sometimes; he used to have a special slave who didn't have >nothin' > to do but teach the rest of us -- we had about ten on the >plantation, and > a lot on the > > (-50-) > > other plantations near us -- how to read and write and figger. Mr. >Tabb > liked us to know how to figger. But sometimes when he would send >for us > and we would be a long time comin', he would ask us where we had >been. If > we told him we had been learnin' to read, he would near beat the >daylights > out of us -- after gettin' somebody to teach us; I think he did >some of > that so that the other owners wouldn't say he was spoilin' his >slaves." > > "He was funny about us marryin', too. He would let us go a-courtin' >on the > other plantations near anytime we liked, if we were good, and if we >found > somebody we wanted to marry, and she was on a plantation that >b'longed to > one of his kin folks or a friend, he would swap a slave so that the > > husband and wife could be together. Sometimes, when he couldn't do >this, > he would let a slave work all day on his plantation, and live with >his > wife at night on her plantation. Some of the other owners was >always > talking about his spoilin' us." > > "He wasn't a Dimmacrat like the rest of 'em in the county; he >belonged to > the 'know-nothin' party' and he was a real leader in it. He used to >always > be makin' speeches, and sometimes his best friends wouldn't be >speaking to > him for days at a time." > > "Mr. Tabb was always specially good to me. He used to let me go all >about > -- I guess he had to; couldn't get too much work out of me even >when he > kept me right under his eyes. I learned fast, too, and I think he >kinda > liked that. He used to call Sandy Davis, the slave who taught me, >'the > smartest Nigger er > > > >Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & >Conditions >| Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us > > > >Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? > > > > Advanced Search | Search by Locality | Search by Record >Type | > Search Help > >Database: Full Context of Slave Narratives > > in Kentucky.' > > "It was 'cause he used to let me go around in the day and night so >much > that I came to be the one who carried the runnin' away slaves over >the > river. It was funny the way I started it, too." > > "I didn't have no idea of ever gettin' mixed up in any sort of >business > like that until one special night. I hadn't even thought of rowing >across > the river myself." > > "But one night I had gone on another plantation 'courtin,' and the >old > woman whose house I went to told me she had a real pretty girl >there who > wanted to go across the river and would I take her? I was seared >and > backed out in a hurry. But then I saw the girl, and she was such a >pretty > little thing, brownskinned and kinda rosy, and looking as scared as >I was > feelin', so it wasn't long before I was listenin' to the old woman >tell we > when to take her and where to leave her on the other side." > > "I didn't have nerve enough to do it that night, though, and I told >them > to wait for me until tomorrow night. All the next day I kept seeing >Mister > Tabb laying a rawhide across my back, or shootin' me, and kept >seeing that > seared little brown girl back at the house, looking at me with her >big > eyes and askin me if I wouldn't just row her across to Ripley. Me >and Mr. > Tabb lost, and soon as dust settled that night, I was at the old >lady's > house." > > "I don't now how I ever rowed the boat across the > > (-52-) > > river the current was strong and I was trembling. I couldn't see a >thing > there in the dark, but I felt that girl's eyes. We didn't dare to >whisper, > so I couldn't tell her how sure I was that Mr. Tabb or some of the >others > owners would 'tear me up' when they found out what I had done. I >just knew > they would find out." > > "I was worried, too, about where to put her out of the boat. I >couldn't > ride her across the river all night, and I didn't know a thing >about the > other side. I had heard a lot a out it from other slaves but I >thought it > was just about like Mason County, with slaves and masters, >overseers and > rawhides; and so, I just knew that if I pulled the boat up and went >to > asking people where to take her I would get a beating or get >killed." > >Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & >Conditions >| Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us > > > >Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? > > Previous Page Next Page > "I don't know whether it seemed like a long time or a short time, >now - > it's so long ago; I know it was a long time rowing there in the >cold and > worryin'. But it was short, too, 'cause as soon as I did get on the >other > side the big-eyed, brown-skin girl would be gone. Well, pretty soon >I saw > a tall light and I remembered what the old lady had told me about >looking > for that light and rowing to it. I did; and when I got up to it, >two men > reached town and grabbed her; I started tremblin' all over again, >and > prayin'. Then, are of the men took my arm and I just felt down >inside of > me that the Lord had got ready for me. 'You hungry, Soy?' is what >he asked > me, and if he hadn't been holdin' me I think I would have fell > > (-53-) > > backward into the river." > > "That was my first trip; it took me a long time to get over my >seared > feelin', but I finally did, and I soon found myself goin back >across the > river, with two and three people, and sometimes a whole boatload. I >got so > I used to make three and four trips a month. > > "What did my passengers look like? I can't tell you any more about >it than > you can, and you wasn't there. After that first girl -- no, I never >did > see her again -- I never saw my passengers. I would have to be the >'black > nights' of the moon when I would carry them, and I would meet 'em >out in > the open or in a house without a single light. The only way I knew >who > they were was to ask them; "What you say?" And they would answer, > "Menare." I don't know what that word meant -- it came from the >Bible. I > only know that that was the password I used, and all of them that I >took > over told it to me before I took them. > > "I guess you wonder what I did with them after I got them over the >river. > Well, there in Ripley was a man named Mr. Bank us; I think the rest >of his > name was John. He had a regular station there on his place for >escaping > slaves. You see, Ohio was a free state and once they got over the >river > from Kentucky or Virginia, Mr. Rankins could strut them all around >town, > and nobody would bother 'em. The only reason we used to land 'em >quietly > at night was so that whoever brought 'em could go back for more, >and > because we had to be careful that none of the > > (-54-) > > owners had followed us. Every once in a while they would follow a >boat and > catch their slaves back. Sometimes they would shoot at whoever was >trying > to save the poor devils. > > "Mr. Rankins had a regular 'station' for the slaves. He had a big > lighthouse in his yard, about thirty feet high and he kept it >burnin' all > night. It always meant freedom for slave if he could get to this >light. > > "Sometimes Mr. Rankins would have twenty or thirty slaves that had >run > away on his place at the time. It must have cost him a, whole lots >to keep > them and feed 'em, but I think some of his friends helped him. > >Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & >Conditions >| Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us > > > >Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? > > Search > Record Type > Slave Narratives > Search ResultsFebruary >11, > 2000 > Search Results > Database: Full Context of Slave Narratives > Combined Matches: > Previous Page Next Page > "I almost ran the business in the ground after I had been carrying >the > slaves across for nearly four years. It was in 1963, and one night >I > carried across about twelve on the same night. Somebody must have >seen us, > because they set out after me as soon as I stepped out of the boat >back on > the Kentucky side; from that time on they were after me. Sometimes >they > would almost catch me; I had to run away from Mr. Tabb's plantation >and > live in the fields and in the woods. I didn't know what a bed was >from one > week to another. I would sleep in a cornfield tonight, up in the >branches > of a tree tomorrow sight, and buried in a hay pile the next night; >the > River, where I had carried so many across myself, was no good to >me; it > was watched too close. > > "Finally, I saw that I could never do any more good in Mason >County, so I > decided to take my freedom, too. I had a wife by this time, and one >night > we quietly slipped across and headed for Mr. Rankin's bell and >light. It > looked like we had > > (-57-) > > to go almost to Chinn to get across that river; I could hear the >bell and > see the light on Mr. Rankin's place, but the harder I rowed, the >farther > away it Cot, and I knew if I didn't make it I'd get killed. But >finally. I > pulled up by the light-house, and went on to my freedom -- just a >few > months before all of the slaves got their's. I didn't stay in >Rinley, > though; I wasn't taking no chances. I went on to Detroit and still >live > there with wout of 10 children and 31 grandchildren. > > "We bigger ones don't care so much about hearin' it now, but the >little > once never ot tired of hearin' how their grandpa brought >Emancipation to > loads of slaves he could touch and fool, but never could see." > > (-58-, FEDERAL WRITERS' PROJECT, American Guide (Negro Writers' >Unit), > Jacksonville, Florida, Martin Richardson, Slave Interview, Arnold > Gragston, REFERENCES) > > 1. Interview with subject, Arnold Gragston, present address, Robert > > Hungerford Colle a Campus, Eatonville (F. O. Maitland) Florida. > > (Subject is relative of President of Hangerford College and stays >several > months in Eatonville at frequent intervals. His home is Detroit, >Michigan). > > (FEDERAL WRITERS' PROJECT, American Guide, (Negro Writers' Unit), > Jacksonville, Florida, Pearl Randolph, Field Worker, Complete, >1,601 > Words, 8 Pages, Slave Interview, 18 Dec 1936, Harriett Gresham) > > Gresham, Harriett > >Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & >Conditions >| Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us > > > > >________________________________________________________________ >YOU'RE PAYING TOO MUCH FOR THE INTERNET! >Juno now offers FREE Internet Access! >Try it today - there's no risk! For your FREE software, visit: >http://dl.www.juno.com/get/tagj. > >

Carol Jean, I really do not have much information on the Kirkendall family. I did have information on James Bealor Dement but I can't find it. I will keep searching and send it on to you. I thought the material was in my computer but might be in my notebooks !!!! My interest in the Kirkendall's is; William Smith Dement married first Malinda Thornburg. Malinda died in 1871. William Smith Dement married second Elizabeth Kirkendall, 3, January 1873. Elizabeth Kirkendall was the widow of Daniel Kirkendall. Daniel died in 1864 from wounds received in the Civil War. Elizabeth's maiden name was McCleary. In December of 1872 William Smith Dement and Elizabeth Kirkendall had a son, Ulissis Grant. ( On the birth record Ulissis is spelled as I typed it.) He went by the name of "Grant" or U. Grant. William and Malinda's children were almost adults when she died with the exception of their youngest child (Eldora/Dora) (my husband's grandmother) who was about 6yr. of age when Elizabeth and William married. At this point starts a a mystery---Eldora was placed with a foster family by the name of Bacon/Beacon. Relative of Malinda's? Don't know !! Rather strange that he would obtain a new home for Eldora but raise Elizabeth's children by Daniel Kirkendall. Following the family in the census they all remain in a group in Pond Creek. I just checked Betty Lou Riley's page and did not find any Dement's in her index. You should check though for your Kirkendall's. The address is; http://www.zoomnet.net/~chipmunk/Kirkendall.html I'll keep searching my records for you. Carleene > Carleene-Sara Herd/Hurd/Heard b. 1800 married Levi Kerkendall they had a > daughter Sarah A. Kirkendall b. 9/27/1824 that m. James Bealor Dement/DeMint > in 10/22/1847 in Adams Co. Ohio..Looking for info. on the Kirkendall - Do you > think there is a connection to your Kirkendall? Carol Jean >

www.ancestry.com added "Slave Narratives' to their databases. Free for all a few days. This is the 1st hit I got for UNDERGROUND Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? Search > Record Type > Slave Narratives > Search ResultsFebruary 11, 2000 (Verbatim interview with Arnold Gragston, 97-year-old ex-slave whose early life was spent helping slaves to freedom across the Ohio River, while he, himself, remained in bondage. As he puts it, he guesses he could be called a 'conductor' on the underground railway, only we didn't call it that then. I don't know as we called it anything -- we just knew there was a lot of slaves always a-wantin' to get free, and I had to help 'em.") "Most of the slaves didn't know when they was born, but I did. You see, I was born on a Christmas mornin' -- it was in 1840; I was a full grown man when I finally lot my freedom." "Before I got it, though, I helped a lot of others get theirs. Lawd only knows how many; might have been as much as two-three hundred. It was 'way wore than a hundred, I know. "But that all came after I was a young man -- 'grown' enough to know a pretty girl when I saw one, and to go chasing after her, too. I was born on a plantation that b'longed to Mr. Jack Tabb in Mason County, just across the river in Kentucky." "Mr. Tabb was a pretty good man. He used to beat us, sure; but not nearly so much as others did, some of his own kin people, even. But he was kinda funny sometimes; he used to have a special slave who didn't have nothin' to do but teach the rest of us -- we had about ten on the plantation, and a lot on the (-50-) other plantations near us -- how to read and write and figger. Mr. Tabb liked us to know how to figger. But sometimes when he would send for us and we would be a long time comin', he would ask us where we had been. If we told him we had been learnin' to read, he would near beat the daylights out of us -- after gettin' somebody to teach us; I think he did some of that so that the other owners wouldn't say he was spoilin' his slaves." "He was funny about us marryin', too. He would let us go a-courtin' on the other plantations near anytime we liked, if we were good, and if we found somebody we wanted to marry, and she was on a plantation that b'longed to one of his kin folks or a friend, he would swap a slave so that the husband and wife could be together. Sometimes, when he couldn't do this, he would let a slave work all day on his plantation, and live with his wife at night on her plantation. Some of the other owners was always talking about his spoilin' us." "He wasn't a Dimmacrat like the rest of 'em in the county; he belonged to the 'know-nothin' party' and he was a real leader in it. He used to always be makin' speeches, and sometimes his best friends wouldn't be speaking to him for days at a time." "Mr. Tabb was always specially good to me. He used to let me go all about -- I guess he had to; couldn't get too much work out of me even when he kept me right under his eyes. I learned fast, too, and I think he kinda liked that. He used to call Sandy Davis, the slave who taught me, 'the smartest Nigger er Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? Advanced Search | Search by Locality | Search by Record Type | Search Help Database: Full Context of Slave Narratives in Kentucky.' "It was 'cause he used to let me go around in the day and night so much that I came to be the one who carried the runnin' away slaves over the river. It was funny the way I started it, too." "I didn't have no idea of ever gettin' mixed up in any sort of business like that until one special night. I hadn't even thought of rowing across the river myself." "But one night I had gone on another plantation 'courtin,' and the old woman whose house I went to told me she had a real pretty girl there who wanted to go across the river and would I take her? I was seared and backed out in a hurry. But then I saw the girl, and she was such a pretty little thing, brownskinned and kinda rosy, and looking as scared as I was feelin', so it wasn't long before I was listenin' to the old woman tell we when to take her and where to leave her on the other side." "I didn't have nerve enough to do it that night, though, and I told them to wait for me until tomorrow night. All the next day I kept seeing Mister Tabb laying a rawhide across my back, or shootin' me, and kept seeing that seared little brown girl back at the house, looking at me with her big eyes and askin me if I wouldn't just row her across to Ripley. Me and Mr. Tabb lost, and soon as dust settled that night, I was at the old lady's house." "I don't now how I ever rowed the boat across the (-52-) river the current was strong and I was trembling. I couldn't see a thing there in the dark, but I felt that girl's eyes. We didn't dare to whisper, so I couldn't tell her how sure I was that Mr. Tabb or some of the others owners would 'tear me up' when they found out what I had done. I just knew they would find out." "I was worried, too, about where to put her out of the boat. I couldn't ride her across the river all night, and I didn't know a thing about the other side. I had heard a lot a out it from other slaves but I thought it was just about like Mason County, with slaves and masters, overseers and rawhides; and so, I just knew that if I pulled the boat up and went to asking people where to take her I would get a beating or get killed." Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? Previous Page Next Page "I don't know whether it seemed like a long time or a short time, now - it's so long ago; I know it was a long time rowing there in the cold and worryin'. But it was short, too, 'cause as soon as I did get on the other side the big-eyed, brown-skin girl would be gone. Well, pretty soon I saw a tall light and I remembered what the old lady had told me about looking for that light and rowing to it. I did; and when I got up to it, two men reached town and grabbed her; I started tremblin' all over again, and prayin'. Then, are of the men took my arm and I just felt down inside of me that the Lord had got ready for me. 'You hungry, Soy?' is what he asked me, and if he hadn't been holdin' me I think I would have fell (-53-) backward into the river." "That was my first trip; it took me a long time to get over my seared feelin', but I finally did, and I soon found myself goin back across the river, with two and three people, and sometimes a whole boatload. I got so I used to make three and four trips a month. "What did my passengers look like? I can't tell you any more about it than you can, and you wasn't there. After that first girl -- no, I never did see her again -- I never saw my passengers. I would have to be the 'black nights' of the moon when I would carry them, and I would meet 'em out in the open or in a house without a single light. The only way I knew who they were was to ask them; "What you say?" And they would answer, "Menare." I don't know what that word meant -- it came from the Bible. I only know that that was the password I used, and all of them that I took over told it to me before I took them. "I guess you wonder what I did with them after I got them over the river. Well, there in Ripley was a man named Mr. Bank us; I think the rest of his name was John. He had a regular station there on his place for escaping slaves. You see, Ohio was a free state and once they got over the river from Kentucky or Virginia, Mr. Rankins could strut them all around town, and nobody would bother 'em. The only reason we used to land 'em quietly at night was so that whoever brought 'em could go back for more, and because we had to be careful that none of the (-54-) owners had followed us. Every once in a while they would follow a boat and catch their slaves back. Sometimes they would shoot at whoever was trying to save the poor devils. "Mr. Rankins had a regular 'station' for the slaves. He had a big lighthouse in his yard, about thirty feet high and he kept it burnin' all night. It always meant freedom for slave if he could get to this light. "Sometimes Mr. Rankins would have twenty or thirty slaves that had run away on his place at the time. It must have cost him a, whole lots to keep them and feed 'em, but I think some of his friends helped him. Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us Ancestry.com - Slave NarrativesMember Login | Guest Registry | Why Join? Search > Record Type > Slave Narratives > Search ResultsFebruary 11, 2000 Search Results Database: Full Context of Slave Narratives Combined Matches: Previous Page Next Page "I almost ran the business in the ground after I had been carrying the slaves across for nearly four years. It was in 1963, and one night I carried across about twelve on the same night. Somebody must have seen us, because they set out after me as soon as I stepped out of the boat back on the Kentucky side; from that time on they were after me. Sometimes they would almost catch me; I had to run away from Mr. Tabb's plantation and live in the fields and in the woods. I didn't know what a bed was from one week to another. I would sleep in a cornfield tonight, up in the branches of a tree tomorrow sight, and buried in a hay pile the next night; the River, where I had carried so many across myself, was no good to me; it was watched too close. "Finally, I saw that I could never do any more good in Mason County, so I decided to take my freedom, too. I had a wife by this time, and one night we quietly slipped across and headed for Mr. Rankin's bell and light. It looked like we had (-57-) to go almost to Chinn to get across that river; I could hear the bell and see the light on Mr. Rankin's place, but the harder I rowed, the farther away it Cot, and I knew if I didn't make it I'd get killed. But finally. I pulled up by the light-house, and went on to my freedom -- just a few months before all of the slaves got their's. I didn't stay in Rinley, though; I wasn't taking no chances. I went on to Detroit and still live there with wout of 10 children and 31 grandchildren. "We bigger ones don't care so much about hearin' it now, but the little once never ot tired of hearin' how their grandpa brought Emancipation to loads of slaves he could touch and fool, but never could see." (-58-, FEDERAL WRITERS' PROJECT, American Guide (Negro Writers' Unit), Jacksonville, Florida, Martin Richardson, Slave Interview, Arnold Gragston, REFERENCES) 1. Interview with subject, Arnold Gragston, present address, Robert Hungerford Colle a Campus, Eatonville (F. O. Maitland) Florida. (Subject is relative of President of Hangerford College and stays several months in Eatonville at frequent intervals. His home is Detroit, Michigan). (FEDERAL WRITERS' PROJECT, American Guide, (Negro Writers' Unit), Jacksonville, Florida, Pearl Randolph, Field Worker, Complete, 1,601 Words, 8 Pages, Slave Interview, 18 Dec 1936, Harriett Gresham) Gresham, Harriett Copyright 1998-2000, MyFamily.com Inc. and its subsidiaries. Terms & Conditions | Privacy Statement | Y2K| Contact Us ________________________________________________________________ YOU'RE PAYING TOO MUCH FOR THE INTERNET! Juno now offers FREE Internet Access! Try it today - there's no risk! For your FREE software, visit: http://dl.www.juno.com/get/tagj.

One more question, where did you get the info that Cassandra might have had a sister named Priscilla? Priscilla and Permillia sound quite abit alike and I wonder if my Permillia could be Priscilla? Rebecca Stapleton -----Original Message----- From: hrarmstrong@juno.com <hrarmstrong@juno.com> To: OHADAMS-L@rootsweb.com <OHADAMS-L@rootsweb.com> Date: Thursday, February 10, 2000 9:24 AM Subject: [OHADAMS] HIBBS, BEEDLE, MERSHON >Rebecca, > I have a HIBBS line. What's yours? > My ggg grandmother was Cassandra HIBBS b. abt 1795/6 PA who married 1. >George BEEDLE in 1811 and married 2. Henry MERSHON 8 Aug 1819. (both >Adams Co.) Cassie's father was Aaron HIBBS, who came to the Locust Grove >area abt. 1796. Cassie and Henry moved to Scioto Co. Union Twp. Their >daughter Jerusha MERSHON m. 1. David HOLT m. 2. John SHAW is my gg >grandmother. > Cassie's siblings were Jacob Hibbs, Aaron Hibbs Jr., Samuel Sweeney >Hibbs, and Mary Hibbs. Another source adds Joseph, Sarah, and Priscilla >Hibbs as 3 more children in the family. Who was Aaron's wife? One source >I have gives Catherine HUMPHREYS and a couple of others give Catherine >CRAFT. Was he married twice or is one of them wrong? Which children >belong to which Catherine? So far, I haven't been able to find a marriage >for Aaron in SW PA. > Does anyone have a death or burial for George BEEDLE? Possibly in Meigs >Twp.? > >Herma Armstrong >hrarmstrong@juno.com > > >On Sun, 6 Feb 2000 04:22:38 -0500 "chare1" <chare1@zoomnet.net> writes: >> I am going to try to travel to Adams County this week to try to find >> a marrige record for a Hibbs. Is there a particular time I should >> go? Also, does the Adams County Court House house marriage, death >> etc. records from the early to mid-1800's or does some place else? >> Any info might help me in my search. Thank you. >> >> Rebecca Stapleton >> > >

My Hibbs was named Permillia Hibbs who married a Noel from Scioto County Ohio. This was the Noels second marriage and it produced my great great great grandfather Henry Clay Noel. I do not have any info on her except that she was born in the late 1790's and is still alive and living in 1860 by census indications. I believe that she was part of the Hibbs family that came to Adams County because the Noels lived in Rushtown, Scioto County which is very close to the Scioto County/Adams County border which is where Aaron Hibbs and his relatives also had land but in Adams County close to the Scioto County border. Confusing huh??? Her name was possibly Catherine Permillia Noel or Permillia Catherine Noel because my great great grandmothers maiden name was Catherine Permillia Noel (a daughter of Henry Clay Noel who was Permillia Hibbs Noels son). I found a descendants of William Hibbs user home page at the familytreemaker.com website which lists Aaron Hibbs Srs. wife as Catherine Humpries. The sites address is www.familytreemaker.com/users/h/i/b/Edwin-R-Hibbs/Gene1-0005.html Any more info you have on the Hibbs of Adams County might help me in my search. Thanks. Rebecca -----Original Message----- From: hrarmstrong@juno.com <hrarmstrong@juno.com> To: OHADAMS-L@rootsweb.com <OHADAMS-L@rootsweb.com> Date: Thursday, February 10, 2000 9:24 AM Subject: [OHADAMS] HIBBS, BEEDLE, MERSHON >Rebecca, > I have a HIBBS line. What's yours? > My ggg grandmother was Cassandra HIBBS b. abt 1795/6 PA who married 1. >George BEEDLE in 1811 and married 2. Henry MERSHON 8 Aug 1819. (both >Adams Co.) Cassie's father was Aaron HIBBS, who came to the Locust Grove >area abt. 1796. Cassie and Henry moved to Scioto Co. Union Twp. Their >daughter Jerusha MERSHON m. 1. David HOLT m. 2. John SHAW is my gg >grandmother. > Cassie's siblings were Jacob Hibbs, Aaron Hibbs Jr., Samuel Sweeney >Hibbs, and Mary Hibbs. Another source adds Joseph, Sarah, and Priscilla >Hibbs as 3 more children in the family. Who was Aaron's wife? One source >I have gives Catherine HUMPHREYS and a couple of others give Catherine >CRAFT. Was he married twice or is one of them wrong? Which children >belong to which Catherine? So far, I haven't been able to find a marriage >for Aaron in SW PA. > Does anyone have a death or burial for George BEEDLE? Possibly in Meigs >Twp.? > >Herma Armstrong >hrarmstrong@juno.com > > >On Sun, 6 Feb 2000 04:22:38 -0500 "chare1" <chare1@zoomnet.net> writes: >> I am going to try to travel to Adams County this week to try to find >> a marrige record for a Hibbs. Is there a particular time I should >> go? Also, does the Adams County Court House house marriage, death >> etc. records from the early to mid-1800's or does some place else? >> Any info might help me in my search. Thank you. >> >> Rebecca Stapleton >> > >

Hi I would like to post this family information I have on the Brownlees that came from Adams County Ohio. Please read though it. There are a lot of other names that I would like to get info on. Samuel Brownlee had more children that are not listed here, one other daughter (I think) born before 1830 and two other sons, one being a son Samuel and one being my g.g.g.grandfather David Brownlee born in 1822. I have not yet found any birth records of David. And I would welcome ANY advice on how I can do that. He was Samuel First born. If anyone or any place looks familiar please email me back. Thanks tghobson@yahoo.com Toireasa Brownlee FIRST GENERATION 1. Samuel BROWNLEE was born about 1786 in Ireland. He died on 24 May 1883 in Adams Co. OH. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH. Samuel Brownlee was a descendant of Thomas the 2nd Laird of Torfoot in Lanarkshire Scotland, through his son (unnamed) that fled to Ireland in late 1600s. Samuel stowed away in a hogshead with supplies of food and water on a ship bound for America. After some period of time, when he felt that the ship would be well to sea, he broke out of the hogshead. Unfortunately, shortly thereafter, the ship was becalmed for an extended peiod of time so that supplies began to run low, then a heavy adverse wind came up and drove them back towards land. It was growing dark as they approached the harbor & under the cover of darkness, they slipped in, restocked the ship, & sailed again before daylight and so made their way to America without further incident. He went first to Washington Co. PA and then to OH. Nancy HANEY died on 28 Feb 1875 in Adams Co. OH. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH. Ref: Family Bible of William T. Brownlee. Samuel BROWNLEE and Nancy HANEY had the following children: +2 i. Mary Jane BROWNLEE. +3 ii. Elizabeth BROWNLEE. +4 iii. William Francis BROWNLEE. +5 iv. Robert BROWNLEE. SECOND GENERATION 2. Mary Jane BROWNLEE was born on 29 Nov 1837 in Jefferson Twp., Adams County, OH. She died on 4 Jan 1906 in Adams Co. OH. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH MARRIAGE RECORDS OF ADAMS CO., OH, 1834-1910, Vol II. She was married to John Blair MARKIN (son of Andrew MARKIN and Elizabeth BLAIR) on 28 Dec 1859. John Blair MARKIN was born on 16 Aug 1836 in Brown County, OH. He died on 15 Jun 1913 in Adams Co. OH. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH. He served in the Civil War, Co. _____ 173 Reg. Ohio Vol. Infantry. Mary Jane BROWNLEE and John Blair MARKIN had the following children: +6 i. Mary Florence MARKIN. +7 ii. Emma E. MARKIN. +8 iii. John W. MARKIN. +9 iv. Nancy Clara MARKIN. +10 v. Araminta May MARKIN. 3. Elizabeth BROWNLEE was born on 15 Feb 1829 in Jefferson Twp., Adams County, OH. She died on 14 Dec 1899 in Meigs Twp, Adams County, OH. She was buried in White Oak Cemetery, Jefferson Twp., Adams County, OH. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH John MACFARLAND was born on 19 Jan 1826. He died on 23 Nov 1896. He was buried in White Oak Cemetery, Jefferson Twp., Adams County, OH. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH. He served in the Union Army in the Civil War. Elizabeth BROWNLEE and John MACFARLAND had the following children: 11 i. Andrew MACFARLAND died infant. He was buried in White Oak Cemetery, Jefferson Twp., Adams County, OH. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark +12 ii. Amanda J. MACFARLAND. +13 iii. Louella Am MACFARLAND. +14 iv. Quincy MACFARLAND. 4. William Francis BROWNLEE was born on 7 Feb 1833 in Jefferson Twp., Adams County, OH. He died on 13 Jul 1903 in Meigs Twp, Adams County, OH. He was buried in Scrub Ridge Cemetery. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH FAMILY RECORDS OF ROBERT WILLIAM BROWNLEE, Fort Walton Beach, FL (1997) He was married to Elizabeth JONES (daughter of Mathew JONES and Sarah THOROMAN) on 4 May 1858. Elizabeth JONES was born 25 Sep 1829 (prob. 1839). BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH. (ae 20 in 1860) William Francis BROWNLEE and Elizabeth JONES had the following children: 15 i. Martha A. BROWNLEE was born about 1859 in Meigs Twp, Adams County, OH. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark +16 ii. Jackson Meigs BROWNLEE. 17 iii. John BROWNLEE. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark +18 iv. James Roscoe BROWNLEE. +19 v. Flora BROWNLEE. 5. Robert BROWNLEE was born about 1826 in Adams Co. OH. He died on 13 Jul 1865 in Nashville, TN (Civil War). He was buried in City Cemetery, Nashville, TN. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH. Robert served in the Union Army during the Civil War and died in the Army Hospital in Nashville, TN. He enlisted on 28 Sep 1864 at Manchester in Adams Co. OH in Co. I, 182nd Ohio Vol. Infantry. Eyes brown, hair brown, complexion dary, height 5' 10". Mustered in at Cincinnati, OH, discharged 7 July 1865 at Nashville, died of typhoid fever. He was married to Ann FORSYTHE on 26 Dec 1850. Ann FORSYTHE was born on 24 May 1835. She died on 28 Mar 1899 in Adams Co. OH. She was buried in Brush Creek Cemetery. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH. Received a $8/mo. widow's pension. Pension transferred 14 Aug 1869 to Thomas Haines as guardian. RECORDS OF BRUSH CREEK CEMETERY, Meigs Twp., Adams Co. OH Robert BROWNLEE and Ann FORSYTHE had the following children: 20 i. Amanda J. BROWNLEE was born on 10 Sep 1852. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH 21 ii. Sarah B. BROWNLEE was born on 5 Feb 1854. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH 22 iii. Samuel J. BROWNLEE was born on 26 Oct 1855. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH 23 iv. John W. BROWNLEE was born on 14 Sep 1857. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH 24 v. David C. BROWNLEE was born on 28 Jan 1860. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH 25 vi. Nester S. BROWNLEE was born on 8 Jan 1861. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH 26 vii. George W. BROWNLEE was born on 25 Oct 1863. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH 27 viii. Robert S. BROWNLEE was born on 20 May 1865. BROWNLEE FAMILY RECORDS Compiled by Francis S. Clark, Mansillon, OH ===== let your past branches grow __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Talk to your friends online with Yahoo! Messenger. http://im.yahoo.com

wow you are from Kettering, smile. i am from Cincinnati. thanks for sending the info. my mother was bertha De Mint her father was herschel, who married matilda kirchhoefer herschel father was william and his mother was louella mcgowan. william father was andrew. so we are related. smile take care paula