This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Author: FrankiCramer Surnames: White Classification: queries Message Board URL: http://boards.rootsweb.com/localities.northam.usa.states.southcarolina.counties.chester/580.1449.1.1.1.1/mb.ashx Message Board Post: Don't understand why you can not contact me. Will try to find out. Thanks for letting me know. Important Note: The author of this message may not be subscribed to this list. If you would like to reply to them, please click on the Message Board URL link above and respond on the board.

This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Author: AdamWylieKin Surnames: Classification: queries Message Board URL: http://boards.rootsweb.com/localities.northam.usa.states.southcarolina.counties.chester/580.1449.1.1.1/mb.ashx Message Board Post: No Mary Jane White in this White family but I tried to contact you to discuss this further and instead got: We're sorry. The user you would like to contact (FrankiCramer) has elected not to be contacted by anyone regarding information posted on this site. Click here to go back to the page you started from. which is a very strange position in which to be placed. Important Note: The author of this message may not be subscribed to this list. If you would like to reply to them, please click on the Message Board URL link above and respond on the board.

This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Author: FrankiCramer Surnames: Ross, White, Guinn Classification: queries Message Board URL: http://boards.rootsweb.com/localities.northam.usa.states.southcarolina.counties.chester/580.1449.1.1/mb.ashx Message Board Post: Which White family are connected with in Chester County? Do you have a Mary Jsne White born in Ireland about or before 1782 and married Abraham Ross of Chester Co.? Thank you, Franki Cramer, descendent Ross of Chester Co. SC Important Note: The author of this message may not be subscribed to this list. If you would like to reply to them, please click on the Message Board URL link above and respond on the board.

This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Author: AdamWylieKin Surnames: Wylie Miller White Classification: queries Message Board URL: http://boards.rootsweb.com/localities.northam.usa.states.southcarolina.counties.chester/580.1449.1/mb.ashx Message Board Post: Do you have the main Miller research done by Andrea? If not Google it, or write me at Adam Wylie Kin at gmail com with ..@. to replace first two spaces and " at " and last space respectively. I have Millers of Chester on my tree but maybe a different family than yours. However Andrea's research is great for any Chester District Miller researcher. Many Chester families have County Antrim in their paths of immigration. Important Note: The author of this message may not be subscribed to this list. If you would like to reply to them, please click on the Message Board URL link above and respond on the board.

This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Author: humbletothee Surnames: COLEMAN Classification: lookup Message Board URL: http://boards.rootsweb.com/localities.northam.usa.states.southcarolina.counties.chester/4084/mb.ashx Message Board Post: Greetings to All; I am lookiing for my father. I don't have much information, but I do know that his name is Albert Coleman. Mr. Coleman is African American originally from SC. Mr. Coleman did work for a company name Triple Chicken may have relatives in North Jersey. If you know of this person and relatives I would gladly and joyously thank you for all your help. God Bless humbletothee@aol.com Important Note: The author of this message may not be subscribed to this list. If you would like to reply to them, please click on the Message Board URL link above and respond on the board.

Sandra I have a Margaret Elliot I show married to James McFadden. He was born 22 Feb 1803 & his parents are Ralph McFadden & Mary (Mollie) McKinney McFadden. I also have an unknown Elliot who married Mary Ferguson. She was the daughter of James & Sarah Ferguson. I don't know if this is any help for you. I know that James McFadden & Elizabeth his sister who married Peter Culp went to Fayette Co., Tennessee, his brother Candor McFadden went to TN ( I don't know which Co.) & some of the McKinney family also went to TN Bev "Genealogy is not just a pastime; it's a passion." ----- Original Message ----- From: "THOMAS STEPHENS" <twssls@flash.net> To: <SCCHEST2@rootsweb.com> Sent: Tuesday, November 25, 2008 12:42 PM Subject: [SCCHEST2] Thanksgiving I'd invite the parents and siblings of Jonathan Elliott, b. 1804 in Chester Co., if only I knew who they were! Sandra ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to SCCHEST2-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Author: john141thru31 Surnames: Classification: queries Message Board URL: http://boards.rootsweb.com/localities.northam.usa.states.southcarolina.counties.chester/2168.1/mb.ashx Message Board Post: Hi Susan, I am Scott Miller and my grandfather was Vator(not a nickname) Miller. He had brothers named Chandler, and Roosevelt that I know of for sure. Chandler was married to Leona or Leora and lived in Stanley NC.contact me and let's see if these are the same, it sure sounds like it. Scott Important Note: The author of this message may not be subscribed to this list. If you would like to reply to them, please click on the Message Board URL link above and respond on the board.

This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Author: coralcloud1 Surnames: Leake Classification: queries Message Board URL: http://boards.rootsweb.com/localities.northam.usa.states.southcarolina.counties.chester/4083/mb.ashx Message Board Post: Mary Leake Born 1781 in New York, USA Died 1859 New York USA I have no further information. Any possible leads or further information greatly appreciated. Important Note: The author of this message may not be subscribed to this list. If you would like to reply to them, please click on the Message Board URL link above and respond on the board.

I would like to hire a researcher to investigate some early Pendleton/Anderson County Land and Estate records which may be located either locally or at the State Archives. Does anyone have a recommendation of an individual? Paul R. White WhitePaul@aol.com

This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Author: pnowlin0645 Surnames: Macon, Kennon, Eppes, Hartwell, Hunt, etc.,. Classification: queries Message Board URL: http://boards.rootsweb.com/localities.northam.usa.states.southcarolina.counties.chester/1620.1/mb.ashx Message Board Post: I am a desc. of Lucy Kennon and am familiar with her sister, Ann Hunt Kennon, who married 1) John Hall; 2) Thomas Charlton. Love to hear from you! Patricia Important Note: The author of this message may not be subscribed to this list. If you would like to reply to them, please click on the Message Board URL link above and respond on the board.

Charles, Besides census abtracts I had saved the following notes regarding John Hefley; "Chester Co. Marriages from Probate and Equity Records", by Landon and Landon Hefley, John Unk. Wylie Apt. 91 Pack 1449 Frames 116, 118, 120 Lived 1844 Unk. Hefley Jane Wylie(d/o Thomas Wylie) Apt. 82 Pack 1604 Frames 234 Lived 1850 Hefley, John Jane Wylie Apt. 30 Pack 459 Frames 077, 078 Lived 1843 I have never been able to place James Marian Hefley in the HH of John Hefley but found a "Marian" Hefley in HH of Thomas Hefley(age27) 1850 census of York Co., SC.....I suspect this to be an older brother of James Marion Hefley; 1850 York Co., SC Ln 16-21 Dwelling# 1182 Family#1182 Thomas Hefley 27 M Farmer Chester Dist Jane Hefley 27 F Chester " Elizabeth A. Hefley 4 F Chester " Elizabeth Hayes 24 F Chester " Marian Hefley 15 M Chester " John Hayes 14 M Chester " John Hefley and remainder of blended family are found in Carroll Co., TN in 1850 before it is said they moved on to Saline Co., Ar by 1860.........Maybe there's a will in Arkansas where I suppose he died..? James Marion Hefley with his wife Susan are found in the HH of his Barkesdale in-laws in 1860 Carroll Co., TN Note from another Hefley researher regarding John Armstread Hefley; >From Jonathan K.T. Smith Prominet Tennesseans, 1796-1938, ed. by J. L. Gillum, Who's Who' Publishing Co.,Lewisburg, TN 1940, pg 275; HEFLEY, JOHN ARMISTEAD, County Judge of Obion Co. Born Carroll Co., TN, Dec 9, 1860. Son of James Marion Hefley and Susan C. (Barksdale) Hefley. Paternal grandparents are John Hefley and Jane Wylie. Maternal grandparents are Armistead and Nancy(White) Barksdale. Finished the public schools of Obion Co. A member of the Methodist Episcopal Church South; Mason; Knight Templar. He entered business in 1882 at Woodland Mills. In 1900 he was elected Trustee of Obion Co., serving for four years. He was Cashier of the Union City Bank and Trust Co. remaining there and in Woodland Mills until 1934. In 1934 he was elected to the office of County Judge of Obion Co. He served four years as Secy of the Obion Co. Democratic Executive Committee. His father was a soldier in the Confederate Army during the Civil War. He married Lou Odom on Dec 22, 1880 and Hattie Hunt, July 1, 1908. He is the father of five children: Martha (Hefley) Ellington, John Harold Hefley(latter deseased), J.V., W.L., and Herbert. His hobby is fishing. Hope you find something that helps here! Cheers! Hugh Dunlap ----- Original Message ----- From: "Charles Hefley" <chefley@insightbb.com> To: <scchest2@rootsweb.com> Sent: Tuesday, December 02, 2008 12:27 PM Subject: [SCCHEST2] Hefley, Andrew/John/James Marion > Hello All, > > > > I've been watching the posts to see if I could find any information on > Hefley's in Chester Cty. > > > > I am trying to find any evidence to link James Marion Hefley > (b1835.d1928) > to his parents whom I think are John Hefley (b1802) and Jane Wylie. I > think > John may have been born in Chester Cty to Andrew Hefley (b1772 and died in > Chester Cty) and Elizabeth Culp (b1776). > > > > Thanks in advance for any tips, > > Charles Hefley > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > SCCHEST2-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

Hi Charles I have an Elizabeth Culp b.25 Sep 1782 married to an Andrew Hefley. I have no information at all on Andrew but Culp is my line & I have information on them. I show she is the daughter of Benjamin Culp & his 1st wife Dorothy Abendschon. Benjamin is the son of Hans Casper Kolb/Kulp/Culp. Benjamin is also the brother of Barbara Culp McKinney who was scalped in the Indian attack the summer of 1761. I posted her story from "The Women of the American Revolution Vol 3" By Elizabeth F. Ellet last week. Email me at bepstein@sc.rr.com & I will share what I have. Bev Culp Epstein "Genealogy is not just a pastime; it's a passion."

Hello All, I've been watching the posts to see if I could find any information on Hefley's in Chester Cty. I am trying to find any evidence to link James Marion Hefley (b1835.d1928) to his parents whom I think are John Hefley (b1802) and Jane Wylie. I think John may have been born in Chester Cty to Andrew Hefley (b1772 and died in Chester Cty) and Elizabeth Culp (b1776). Thanks in advance for any tips, Charles Hefley

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On pg 160 from "Captain Bill, Vol 3" by Robert Stevens he is talking about Mary Culp (Hans Caspers daughter) and her husband William Taylor..."It is not known when William F. Taylor came into early Chester District but he received a 100 acre grant of land in 1864, (sic - his typo, should be 1764), indicating that he was then single. That land was on Tinker's Creek, a branch of Fishing Creek and very close to the homes of Hans Casper Culp, Henry Culp, Augustian Culp, and Barbara Culp McKinney." In "Capt Bill Vol 3" by Robert Stevens states on page 163 (here he is speaking of Barbara Culp McKinney) "She married William McKinney, born 1729 in VA, died 4/27/1785. He was a brother of James McKinney and both had come to present Chester County from Virginia. In youth the two brothers had been hired by a horse drover to help drive horses to SC. Later, they entered into the business on their own and finally settled on Fishing Creek. William McKinney's father was a Scotsman that had come to America from England and settled in VA. William McKinney seems to have been a very highly educated man and he became a much sought after legal advisor of the area, a "backwoods lawyer," when the closest such was in Charlestown, some two hundred miles and a week away. His name is found in many deeds and estates of the area and, in fact, many of the originals were penned by him. The home he built on Fishing Creek was marked on old maps as close to (upper) Fishing Creek Presbyterian Church and the home stood until after the middle of this century when it was demolished for building material. On 11 August 1774, William McKinney bought 100 acres of land from Christopher Strait that included the church, adjacent to the former land of Hans Casper Culp, so he actually owned the most famous Landmark of Chester County today! There is a William McKinney from the present Chester County area recorded as a Revolutionary soldier, but he was undoubtedly William McKinney, Jr. (CI5). There can be no doubt, however that William McKinney was an American Patriot during that conflict." Now as for this statement...The home he built on Fishing Creek was marked on old maps as close to (upper) Fishing Creek Presbyterian Church and the home stood until after the middle of this century when it was demolished for building material. On 11 August 1774, William McKinney bought 100 acres of land from Christopher Strait that included the church, adjacent to the former land of Hans Casper Culp, so he actually owned the most famous Landmark of Chester County today! As far as I can tell (upper) Fishing Creek Presbyterian Church refers to the church that is still in operation and is still called that name. I believe that lower Fishing Creek Church was destroyed. Hans Casper Kolb/Kulp/Culp bought 987 acres about the same time he sold the land that was next to Christopher Strait. I have 2 maps that were drawn by Elmer Oris Parker of the area & I don't find the McKinney plots on them. I do see the land of Henry Culp marked so the McKinney property mus t be nearby. I will be happy to share those maps if anyone wants to look at them email me directly at bepstein@sc.rr.com I googled Simpson's Shoals & there are no returns for that. Bev Culp Epstein

Hi, I'm looking for any information on William Bryant McKenny (1841-1889) who married Nancy Caroline Moss (1835-1919). I'm looking for his parents but any info would be appreciated. Thanks Ann Thomas Grant ----- Original Message ----- From: eytvwt@ftc-i.net To: scchest2@rootsweb.com Sent: Friday, November 28, 2008 9:49:33 PM GMT -05:00 US/Canada Eastern Subject: Re: [SCCHEST2] Thanksgiving - Robert Walker, Culp, McKinney, Brown, Steele, Ferguson, Melbury RE: Simpson's Shoals ?? does anyone know the exact 'present day' location of Simpson's Shoals and where the McKinney family lived?? Thanks, Virginia eytvwt@ftc-i.net ----- Original Message ----- From: "Bev E" <bepstein@sc.rr.com> To: <scchest2@rootsweb.com> Sent: Friday, November 28, 2008 5:43 PM Subject: Re: [SCCHEST2] Thanksgiving - Robert Walker, Culp, McKinney, Brown,Steele, Ferguson, Melbury > Hi Joy > I have a Robert Walker b abt 1740 married to Jane Ferguson b, abt 1740, the > daughter of James and Sarah Ferguson. This Jane Ferguson was the sister to > my 5th Great Grandmother Elizabeth Ferguson who married Peter Culp, the son > of Hans Casper Kolb/Kulp/Culp. I believe the name McKinney/McKenney is > generally spelled as McKinney now. Thanks, Bev > > Barbara Culp McKinney > > This expert taken from the book "Women of the American Revolution by > Elizabeth F. Ellet, Vol. III published in 1850 > > > > Chapter VI Katharine Steel starts on pg 83 > > from pages 88 - 95 .In a few years the little settlement had spread over the > rich lands on Fishing and Rocky Creeks, the dwellings being gathered into > clusters, of which there were some three or four within a short distance of > each other. Not a great way from Steel's and Taylor's Forts was another > settlement consisting of a few families, among which were those of William > McKenny and his brother James. These lived near Fishing Creek. In the > summer of 1761, sixteen Indians, with some squaws of the Cherokee tribe, > took up their abode for several weeks near what is called Simpson's Shoals, > for the purpose of hunting and fishing during the hot months. In August, > the two McKennys being absent on a journey to Camden, William's wife, > Barbara, was left alone with several young children. One day she saw the > Indian women running towards her house in great haste, followed by the men. > She had no time to offer resistance; the squaws seized her and the children, > pulled them into the house, and shoved them behind the door, where they > immediately placed themselves on guard, pushing back the Indians as fast as > they tried to force their way in, and uttering the most fearful outcries. > Mrs. McKenny concluded it was their intention to kill her, and expected her > fate every moment. The assistance rendered by the squaws, whether given out > of compassion for a lonely mother, or in return for kindness shown them, ? > proved effectual for her protection till the arrival of one of the chiefs, > who drew his long knife and drove off the savages. The mother, apprehending > another attack, went to some of her neighbors and entreated them to come and > stay with her. Robert Brown and Joanna his wife, Sarah Ferguson, her > daughter Sarah and two sons, and a young man named Michael Melbury, came in > compliance with her request, and took up their quarters in the house. The > next morning Mrs. McKenny ventured out alone to milk her cows. It had been > her practice heretofore to take some of the children with her, and she could > not explain why she went alone this time, though she was not free from > apprehension, it seemed to be so by a special ordering of Providence. While > she was milking, the Indians crept towards her on their hands and knees; she > heard not their approach, nor knew anything till they seized her. Sensible > at once of all the horror of her situation, she made no effort to escape, > but promised to go quietly with them. They then set off towards the house, > holding her fast by the arm. She had the presence of mind to walk as far > off as possible from the Indian who held her, expecting Melbury to fire as > they approached her dwelling. As they came up, he fired, wounding the one > who held Mrs. McKenny; she broke from his hold and ran, and another Indian > pursued and seized her. At this moment she was just at her own door, which > John Ferguson imprudently opening that she might enter, the Indians shot him > dead as he presented himself. His mother ran to him and received another > shot in her thigh, of which she died in a few days. Melbury, who saw that > all their lives depended on prompt action, dragged them from the door, > fastened it, and repairing to the loft, prepared for a vigorous defense. > There were in all, five guns. Sarah Ferguson loaded for him while he kept up > a continual fire, aiming at the Indians wherever one could be seen. > Determined to effect their object of forcing an entrance, some of the > savages came very near the house, keeping under cover of an outhouse in > which Brown and his wife had taken refuge, not being able on the alarm, to > get into the house. They had crept into a corner and were crouched there > close to the boarding. One of the Indians, coming up, leaned against the > outside, separated from them only by a few boards, the crevices between > which probably enabled them to see him. Mrs. Brown proposed to take a sword > that lie by them and run the savage through the body, but her husband > refused; he expected death, he said, every moment, and did not wish to go > out of the world having his hands crimsoned with the blood of any fellow > creature. "Let me die in peace", were his words, "with all the world". > Joanna, though in the same peril, could not respond to the charitable > feeling. "If I am to die", she said, "I should like first to send some of > the redskins on the journey. But we are not so sure we have to die don't > you hear the crack of Melbury's rifle? He holds the house. I warrant you, > that redskin looked awfully scared as he leaned against the corner here. We > could have done it in a moment." > > Mrs. McKenny, meanwhile, having failed to get into her house, had been > again seized by the Indians, and desperately regardless of here own safety, > was doing all in her power to help her besieged friends. She would knock > the priming out of the guns carried by the savages, and when they presented > them to fire would throw them up, so that the discharge might prove > harmless. She was often heard to say, afterwards, that all fear had left > her, and she thought only of those within the building, for she expected for > herself neither deliverance nor mercy. Melbury continued to fire whenever > one of the enemy appeared; they kept themselves, however, concealed, for the > most part, behind trees or the outhouse. Several were wounded by his cool > and well-directed shots, and at length, tired of the contest, the Indians > retreated, carrying Mrs. McKenny with them. She now resisted with all her > strength, preferring instant death to the more terrible fate of a captive in > the hands of the fierce Cherokees. Her refusal to go forward irritated her > captors, and when they had dragged her about half a mile, near a rock upon > the plantation now occupied by John Culp, she received a second blow with > the tomahawk which stretched her insensible upon the ground. When after > some time consciousness returned, she found herself lying upon the rock, to > which she had been dragged from the spot where she fell. She was stripped > naked, and her scalp had been taken off. By degrees the knowledge of her > condition, and the desire of obtaining help came upon her. She lifted up her > head, and looking around, saw the wretches who had so cruelly mangled her, > pulling ears of corn from a field near, to roast for their meal. She laid > her head quickly down again, well knowing that if they saw her alive, they > would not be slack in coming for finish the work of death. Thus she lay > motionless till all was silent, and she found they were gone; then with > great pain and difficulty she dragged herself back to the house. It may be > imagined with what feelings the unfortunate woman was received by her > friends and children, and how she met the bereaved mother wounded unto > death, who had suffered for her attempt to save others. One of the blows > received by Mrs. McKenny had made a deep wound in her back; the others were > upon her head. When her wounds had been dressed as well as was practicable, > Melbury and the others assisted her to a bed. Brown and his brave wife > having then joined the little garrison, preparations were made for defense > in case of another attack' the guns were all loaded and placed ready for > use, and committing the house to the care of the Browns, Melbury sallied > forth, rifle in hand, and took to the woods. He made his way directly, and > as quickly as possible, to Taylor's Fort at Landsford. The men there, > informed of what had happened, immediately set about preparations for > pursuing the treacherous Indians who had thus violated the implied good > faith of neighbors by assailing an unprotected woman. The next morning a > number of the, well armed, started for the Indian encampment at the shoals. > The Cherokees were gone; but the indignant pursuers took up the trail, which > they followed as far as Broad River. Here they saw the Indians on the other > side, but did not judge it expedient to pursue them further, or provoke an > encounter. > > In the meantime William McKenny had reason for uneasiness in his absence > from home; for he knew that the Indians had been at the shoals some time, > nor was the deceitful and cruel character of the tribe unknown to him. He > was accustomed long afterwards to tell of the warning conveyed to him while > on his road to Camden; two nights in succession he dreamed of losing his > hat, and looking upon this as an omen of evil, became so uncomfortable that > he could proceed no further. Taking one of the horses out of the wagon, he > mounted and rode homeward at his utmost speed. Reaching his own house a > little after dark, he was admitted by the women as soon as he made himself > known. The scene that greeted his eyes was one truly heart-rending; the > slain man, John Ferguson, still lay there, and in the same apartment the > dying mother and Mrs. McKenny, more like one dead than living, mangled > almost past recognition?the blood still gushing from her wounds, and > drenching the pillows on which she lay. No fictitious tragedy could surpass > the horrors of this in real life. The wounds in Mrs. McKenny's head never > healed entirely; but continued to break out occasionally, so that the blood > flowing from them stained the bed at night, and sometimes fragments of bone > came off; nevertheless, she lived many years afterwards and bore several > children. She was at the time with child, and in about three months gave > birth to a daughter?Hannah, afterwards married to John Stedman- and living > in Tennessee in 1827. This child was plainly marked with a tomahawk and > drops of blood, as if running down the side of her face. The families of > McKenny and McFadden residing on Fishing Creek, are descended from this > Barbara McKenny; but most of her descendants have emigrated to the West. > The above-mentioned occurrence is narrated in a manuscript in the > hand-writing of her grandson, Robert McFadden. > > > > The night succeeding this, preparations for hostile action were going on > also at Steel's Fort. The Cherokees had passed over to Rocky Creek, and > still intent on rapine and bloodshed, had stopped at the house of John > McDaniel, whom they killed, with his wife and carried away captive seven > children, the eldest a girl of fifteen years of age. The outraged settlers > were not slow in collecting a part of ten or twelve men to pursue them. > Thomas Steel, the leader, was well calculated for the service, having been > an Indian trader, and being acquainted with their language.* When he set > out, his little son John, a boy of eleven years old, wished to accompany > him. But the mother dissuaded the brave child by telling him it was his duty > to stay and man the fort, for the protection of herself and his sisters. > Steel's experience made him familiar with Indian wiles, and the party > followed the trail almost to the borders of the Cherokee nation. They came > upon the savages at length, in the dead of night, assaulted and completely > routed them. Killing nearly all, and rescuing the seven children. One of the > white men?Thomas Garett of Rocky Creek, chanced to kill the Indian who had > tomahawked Mrs. McKenny, and actually found the scalp in his shot bag. Other > bloody trophies were recovered, to carry back to the friends of the > murdered, and then, placing the children on their horses, the men retraced > their steps homeward. The joy of the poor little captives at the sight of > familiar faces, was more than reward enough for their deliverers. They had > no parents to welcome their return, but their uncle, Hugh McDaniels received > them. Such incidents were in those time of common occurrence, but this > encounter was the last, the Cherokees venturing on no more incursions. Mrs. > Steele had about this period some friends who lived on the Yadkin in North > Carolina, ninety miles from her home. When she wished to visit them she was > accustomed to take her child, a year old, twelve miles distance, to the > house of Robert Brown, the nearest neighbor she had in the direction of the > Yadkin. Leaving the infant in their care, she would proceed alone, on > horseback, making her way through the Catawba Nation, and traveling through > a wild country which might be called uninhabited, for so sparse was the > population that from Camden to the Catawba Nation?a distance of sixty miles, > there were but four houses of white settlers. She was unsurpassed in the > qualities of a horsewoman, nor was she impeded by trifling inconveniences of > dangers. > > * His granddaughter, Mrs. Jane Thompson, had in her possession a pile found > some fifteen years since near the for. The coiled stem is not more than ten > inches long, though the whole length is about ten feet. This was the well > know calumet of peace used among the savage tribes. > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to SCCHEST2-request@rootsweb.com 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 SCCHEST2-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

RE: Simpson's Shoals ?? does anyone know the exact 'present day' location of Simpson's Shoals and where the McKinney family lived?? Thanks, Virginia eytvwt@ftc-i.net ----- Original Message ----- From: "Bev E" <bepstein@sc.rr.com> To: <scchest2@rootsweb.com> Sent: Friday, November 28, 2008 5:43 PM Subject: Re: [SCCHEST2] Thanksgiving - Robert Walker, Culp, McKinney, Brown,Steele, Ferguson, Melbury > Hi Joy > I have a Robert Walker b abt 1740 married to Jane Ferguson b, abt 1740, the > daughter of James and Sarah Ferguson. This Jane Ferguson was the sister to > my 5th Great Grandmother Elizabeth Ferguson who married Peter Culp, the son > of Hans Casper Kolb/Kulp/Culp. I believe the name McKinney/McKenney is > generally spelled as McKinney now. Thanks, Bev > > Barbara Culp McKinney > > This expert taken from the book "Women of the American Revolution by > Elizabeth F. Ellet, Vol. III published in 1850 > > > > Chapter VI Katharine Steel starts on pg 83 > > from pages 88 - 95 .In a few years the little settlement had spread over the > rich lands on Fishing and Rocky Creeks, the dwellings being gathered into > clusters, of which there were some three or four within a short distance of > each other. Not a great way from Steel's and Taylor's Forts was another > settlement consisting of a few families, among which were those of William > McKenny and his brother James. These lived near Fishing Creek. In the > summer of 1761, sixteen Indians, with some squaws of the Cherokee tribe, > took up their abode for several weeks near what is called Simpson's Shoals, > for the purpose of hunting and fishing during the hot months. In August, > the two McKennys being absent on a journey to Camden, William's wife, > Barbara, was left alone with several young children. One day she saw the > Indian women running towards her house in great haste, followed by the men. > She had no time to offer resistance; the squaws seized her and the children, > pulled them into the house, and shoved them behind the door, where they > immediately placed themselves on guard, pushing back the Indians as fast as > they tried to force their way in, and uttering the most fearful outcries. > Mrs. McKenny concluded it was their intention to kill her, and expected her > fate every moment. The assistance rendered by the squaws, whether given out > of compassion for a lonely mother, or in return for kindness shown them, ? > proved effectual for her protection till the arrival of one of the chiefs, > who drew his long knife and drove off the savages. The mother, apprehending > another attack, went to some of her neighbors and entreated them to come and > stay with her. Robert Brown and Joanna his wife, Sarah Ferguson, her > daughter Sarah and two sons, and a young man named Michael Melbury, came in > compliance with her request, and took up their quarters in the house. The > next morning Mrs. McKenny ventured out alone to milk her cows. It had been > her practice heretofore to take some of the children with her, and she could > not explain why she went alone this time, though she was not free from > apprehension, it seemed to be so by a special ordering of Providence. While > she was milking, the Indians crept towards her on their hands and knees; she > heard not their approach, nor knew anything till they seized her. Sensible > at once of all the horror of her situation, she made no effort to escape, > but promised to go quietly with them. They then set off towards the house, > holding her fast by the arm. She had the presence of mind to walk as far > off as possible from the Indian who held her, expecting Melbury to fire as > they approached her dwelling. As they came up, he fired, wounding the one > who held Mrs. McKenny; she broke from his hold and ran, and another Indian > pursued and seized her. At this moment she was just at her own door, which > John Ferguson imprudently opening that she might enter, the Indians shot him > dead as he presented himself. His mother ran to him and received another > shot in her thigh, of which she died in a few days. Melbury, who saw that > all their lives depended on prompt action, dragged them from the door, > fastened it, and repairing to the loft, prepared for a vigorous defense. > There were in all, five guns. Sarah Ferguson loaded for him while he kept up > a continual fire, aiming at the Indians wherever one could be seen. > Determined to effect their object of forcing an entrance, some of the > savages came very near the house, keeping under cover of an outhouse in > which Brown and his wife had taken refuge, not being able on the alarm, to > get into the house. They had crept into a corner and were crouched there > close to the boarding. One of the Indians, coming up, leaned against the > outside, separated from them only by a few boards, the crevices between > which probably enabled them to see him. Mrs. Brown proposed to take a sword > that lie by them and run the savage through the body, but her husband > refused; he expected death, he said, every moment, and did not wish to go > out of the world having his hands crimsoned with the blood of any fellow > creature. "Let me die in peace", were his words, "with all the world". > Joanna, though in the same peril, could not respond to the charitable > feeling. "If I am to die", she said, "I should like first to send some of > the redskins on the journey. But we are not so sure we have to die don't > you hear the crack of Melbury's rifle? He holds the house. I warrant you, > that redskin looked awfully scared as he leaned against the corner here. We > could have done it in a moment." > > Mrs. McKenny, meanwhile, having failed to get into her house, had been > again seized by the Indians, and desperately regardless of here own safety, > was doing all in her power to help her besieged friends. She would knock > the priming out of the guns carried by the savages, and when they presented > them to fire would throw them up, so that the discharge might prove > harmless. She was often heard to say, afterwards, that all fear had left > her, and she thought only of those within the building, for she expected for > herself neither deliverance nor mercy. Melbury continued to fire whenever > one of the enemy appeared; they kept themselves, however, concealed, for the > most part, behind trees or the outhouse. Several were wounded by his cool > and well-directed shots, and at length, tired of the contest, the Indians > retreated, carrying Mrs. McKenny with them. She now resisted with all her > strength, preferring instant death to the more terrible fate of a captive in > the hands of the fierce Cherokees. Her refusal to go forward irritated her > captors, and when they had dragged her about half a mile, near a rock upon > the plantation now occupied by John Culp, she received a second blow with > the tomahawk which stretched her insensible upon the ground. When after > some time consciousness returned, she found herself lying upon the rock, to > which she had been dragged from the spot where she fell. She was stripped > naked, and her scalp had been taken off. By degrees the knowledge of her > condition, and the desire of obtaining help came upon her. She lifted up her > head, and looking around, saw the wretches who had so cruelly mangled her, > pulling ears of corn from a field near, to roast for their meal. She laid > her head quickly down again, well knowing that if they saw her alive, they > would not be slack in coming for finish the work of death. Thus she lay > motionless till all was silent, and she found they were gone; then with > great pain and difficulty she dragged herself back to the house. It may be > imagined with what feelings the unfortunate woman was received by her > friends and children, and how she met the bereaved mother wounded unto > death, who had suffered for her attempt to save others. One of the blows > received by Mrs. McKenny had made a deep wound in her back; the others were > upon her head. When her wounds had been dressed as well as was practicable, > Melbury and the others assisted her to a bed. Brown and his brave wife > having then joined the little garrison, preparations were made for defense > in case of another attack' the guns were all loaded and placed ready for > use, and committing the house to the care of the Browns, Melbury sallied > forth, rifle in hand, and took to the woods. He made his way directly, and > as quickly as possible, to Taylor's Fort at Landsford. The men there, > informed of what had happened, immediately set about preparations for > pursuing the treacherous Indians who had thus violated the implied good > faith of neighbors by assailing an unprotected woman. The next morning a > number of the, well armed, started for the Indian encampment at the shoals. > The Cherokees were gone; but the indignant pursuers took up the trail, which > they followed as far as Broad River. Here they saw the Indians on the other > side, but did not judge it expedient to pursue them further, or provoke an > encounter. > > In the meantime William McKenny had reason for uneasiness in his absence > from home; for he knew that the Indians had been at the shoals some time, > nor was the deceitful and cruel character of the tribe unknown to him. He > was accustomed long afterwards to tell of the warning conveyed to him while > on his road to Camden; two nights in succession he dreamed of losing his > hat, and looking upon this as an omen of evil, became so uncomfortable that > he could proceed no further. Taking one of the horses out of the wagon, he > mounted and rode homeward at his utmost speed. Reaching his own house a > little after dark, he was admitted by the women as soon as he made himself > known. The scene that greeted his eyes was one truly heart-rending; the > slain man, John Ferguson, still lay there, and in the same apartment the > dying mother and Mrs. McKenny, more like one dead than living, mangled > almost past recognition?the blood still gushing from her wounds, and > drenching the pillows on which she lay. No fictitious tragedy could surpass > the horrors of this in real life. The wounds in Mrs. McKenny's head never > healed entirely; but continued to break out occasionally, so that the blood > flowing from them stained the bed at night, and sometimes fragments of bone > came off; nevertheless, she lived many years afterwards and bore several > children. She was at the time with child, and in about three months gave > birth to a daughter?Hannah, afterwards married to John Stedman- and living > in Tennessee in 1827. This child was plainly marked with a tomahawk and > drops of blood, as if running down the side of her face. The families of > McKenny and McFadden residing on Fishing Creek, are descended from this > Barbara McKenny; but most of her descendants have emigrated to the West. > The above-mentioned occurrence is narrated in a manuscript in the > hand-writing of her grandson, Robert McFadden. > > > > The night succeeding this, preparations for hostile action were going on > also at Steel's Fort. The Cherokees had passed over to Rocky Creek, and > still intent on rapine and bloodshed, had stopped at the house of John > McDaniel, whom they killed, with his wife and carried away captive seven > children, the eldest a girl of fifteen years of age. The outraged settlers > were not slow in collecting a part of ten or twelve men to pursue them. > Thomas Steel, the leader, was well calculated for the service, having been > an Indian trader, and being acquainted with their language.* When he set > out, his little son John, a boy of eleven years old, wished to accompany > him. But the mother dissuaded the brave child by telling him it was his duty > to stay and man the fort, for the protection of herself and his sisters. > Steel's experience made him familiar with Indian wiles, and the party > followed the trail almost to the borders of the Cherokee nation. They came > upon the savages at length, in the dead of night, assaulted and completely > routed them. Killing nearly all, and rescuing the seven children. One of the > white men?Thomas Garett of Rocky Creek, chanced to kill the Indian who had > tomahawked Mrs. McKenny, and actually found the scalp in his shot bag. Other > bloody trophies were recovered, to carry back to the friends of the > murdered, and then, placing the children on their horses, the men retraced > their steps homeward. The joy of the poor little captives at the sight of > familiar faces, was more than reward enough for their deliverers. They had > no parents to welcome their return, but their uncle, Hugh McDaniels received > them. Such incidents were in those time of common occurrence, but this > encounter was the last, the Cherokees venturing on no more incursions. Mrs. > Steele had about this period some friends who lived on the Yadkin in North > Carolina, ninety miles from her home. When she wished to visit them she was > accustomed to take her child, a year old, twelve miles distance, to the > house of Robert Brown, the nearest neighbor she had in the direction of the > Yadkin. Leaving the infant in their care, she would proceed alone, on > horseback, making her way through the Catawba Nation, and traveling through > a wild country which might be called uninhabited, for so sparse was the > population that from Camden to the Catawba Nation?a distance of sixty miles, > there were but four houses of white settlers. She was unsurpassed in the > qualities of a horsewoman, nor was she impeded by trifling inconveniences of > dangers. > > * His granddaughter, Mrs. Jane Thompson, had in her possession a pile found > some fifteen years since near the for. The coiled stem is not more than ten > inches long, though the whole length is about ten feet. This was the well > know calumet of peace used among the savage tribes. > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to SCCHEST2-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

Hi Joy I have a Robert Walker b abt 1740 married to Jane Ferguson b, abt 1740, the daughter of James and Sarah Ferguson. This Jane Ferguson was the sister to my 5th Great Grandmother Elizabeth Ferguson who married Peter Culp, the son of Hans Casper Kolb/Kulp/Culp. I believe the name McKinney/McKenney is generally spelled as McKinney now. Thanks, Bev Barbara Culp McKinney This expert taken from the book "Women of the American Revolution by Elizabeth F. Ellet, Vol. III published in 1850 Chapter VI Katharine Steel starts on pg 83 from pages 88 - 95 .In a few years the little settlement had spread over the rich lands on Fishing and Rocky Creeks, the dwellings being gathered into clusters, of which there were some three or four within a short distance of each other. Not a great way from Steel's and Taylor's Forts was another settlement consisting of a few families, among which were those of William McKenny and his brother James. These lived near Fishing Creek. In the summer of 1761, sixteen Indians, with some squaws of the Cherokee tribe, took up their abode for several weeks near what is called Simpson's Shoals, for the purpose of hunting and fishing during the hot months. In August, the two McKennys being absent on a journey to Camden, William's wife, Barbara, was left alone with several young children. One day she saw the Indian women running towards her house in great haste, followed by the men. She had no time to offer resistance; the squaws seized her and the children, pulled them into the house, and shoved them behind the door, where they immediately placed themselves on guard, pushing back the Indians as fast as they tried to force their way in, and uttering the most fearful outcries. Mrs. McKenny concluded it was their intention to kill her, and expected her fate every moment. The assistance rendered by the squaws, whether given out of compassion for a lonely mother, or in return for kindness shown them, ? proved effectual for her protection till the arrival of one of the chiefs, who drew his long knife and drove off the savages. The mother, apprehending another attack, went to some of her neighbors and entreated them to come and stay with her. Robert Brown and Joanna his wife, Sarah Ferguson, her daughter Sarah and two sons, and a young man named Michael Melbury, came in compliance with her request, and took up their quarters in the house. The next morning Mrs. McKenny ventured out alone to milk her cows. It had been her practice heretofore to take some of the children with her, and she could not explain why she went alone this time, though she was not free from apprehension, it seemed to be so by a special ordering of Providence. While she was milking, the Indians crept towards her on their hands and knees; she heard not their approach, nor knew anything till they seized her. Sensible at once of all the horror of her situation, she made no effort to escape, but promised to go quietly with them. They then set off towards the house, holding her fast by the arm. She had the presence of mind to walk as far off as possible from the Indian who held her, expecting Melbury to fire as they approached her dwelling. As they came up, he fired, wounding the one who held Mrs. McKenny; she broke from his hold and ran, and another Indian pursued and seized her. At this moment she was just at her own door, which John Ferguson imprudently opening that she might enter, the Indians shot him dead as he presented himself. His mother ran to him and received another shot in her thigh, of which she died in a few days. Melbury, who saw that all their lives depended on prompt action, dragged them from the door, fastened it, and repairing to the loft, prepared for a vigorous defense. There were in all, five guns. Sarah Ferguson loaded for him while he kept up a continual fire, aiming at the Indians wherever one could be seen. Determined to effect their object of forcing an entrance, some of the savages came very near the house, keeping under cover of an outhouse in which Brown and his wife had taken refuge, not being able on the alarm, to get into the house. They had crept into a corner and were crouched there close to the boarding. One of the Indians, coming up, leaned against the outside, separated from them only by a few boards, the crevices between which probably enabled them to see him. Mrs. Brown proposed to take a sword that lie by them and run the savage through the body, but her husband refused; he expected death, he said, every moment, and did not wish to go out of the world having his hands crimsoned with the blood of any fellow creature. "Let me die in peace", were his words, "with all the world". Joanna, though in the same peril, could not respond to the charitable feeling. "If I am to die", she said, "I should like first to send some of the redskins on the journey. But we are not so sure we have to die don't you hear the crack of Melbury's rifle? He holds the house. I warrant you, that redskin looked awfully scared as he leaned against the corner here. We could have done it in a moment." Mrs. McKenny, meanwhile, having failed to get into her house, had been again seized by the Indians, and desperately regardless of here own safety, was doing all in her power to help her besieged friends. She would knock the priming out of the guns carried by the savages, and when they presented them to fire would throw them up, so that the discharge might prove harmless. She was often heard to say, afterwards, that all fear had left her, and she thought only of those within the building, for she expected for herself neither deliverance nor mercy. Melbury continued to fire whenever one of the enemy appeared; they kept themselves, however, concealed, for the most part, behind trees or the outhouse. Several were wounded by his cool and well-directed shots, and at length, tired of the contest, the Indians retreated, carrying Mrs. McKenny with them. She now resisted with all her strength, preferring instant death to the more terrible fate of a captive in the hands of the fierce Cherokees. Her refusal to go forward irritated her captors, and when they had dragged her about half a mile, near a rock upon the plantation now occupied by John Culp, she received a second blow with the tomahawk which stretched her insensible upon the ground. When after some time consciousness returned, she found herself lying upon the rock, to which she had been dragged from the spot where she fell. She was stripped naked, and her scalp had been taken off. By degrees the knowledge of her condition, and the desire of obtaining help came upon her. She lifted up her head, and looking around, saw the wretches who had so cruelly mangled her, pulling ears of corn from a field near, to roast for their meal. She laid her head quickly down again, well knowing that if they saw her alive, they would not be slack in coming for finish the work of death. Thus she lay motionless till all was silent, and she found they were gone; then with great pain and difficulty she dragged herself back to the house. It may be imagined with what feelings the unfortunate woman was received by her friends and children, and how she met the bereaved mother wounded unto death, who had suffered for her attempt to save others. One of the blows received by Mrs. McKenny had made a deep wound in her back; the others were upon her head. When her wounds had been dressed as well as was practicable, Melbury and the others assisted her to a bed. Brown and his brave wife having then joined the little garrison, preparations were made for defense in case of another attack' the guns were all loaded and placed ready for use, and committing the house to the care of the Browns, Melbury sallied forth, rifle in hand, and took to the woods. He made his way directly, and as quickly as possible, to Taylor's Fort at Landsford. The men there, informed of what had happened, immediately set about preparations for pursuing the treacherous Indians who had thus violated the implied good faith of neighbors by assailing an unprotected woman. The next morning a number of the, well armed, started for the Indian encampment at the shoals. The Cherokees were gone; but the indignant pursuers took up the trail, which they followed as far as Broad River. Here they saw the Indians on the other side, but did not judge it expedient to pursue them further, or provoke an encounter. In the meantime William McKenny had reason for uneasiness in his absence from home; for he knew that the Indians had been at the shoals some time, nor was the deceitful and cruel character of the tribe unknown to him. He was accustomed long afterwards to tell of the warning conveyed to him while on his road to Camden; two nights in succession he dreamed of losing his hat, and looking upon this as an omen of evil, became so uncomfortable that he could proceed no further. Taking one of the horses out of the wagon, he mounted and rode homeward at his utmost speed. Reaching his own house a little after dark, he was admitted by the women as soon as he made himself known. The scene that greeted his eyes was one truly heart-rending; the slain man, John Ferguson, still lay there, and in the same apartment the dying mother and Mrs. McKenny, more like one dead than living, mangled almost past recognition?the blood still gushing from her wounds, and drenching the pillows on which she lay. No fictitious tragedy could surpass the horrors of this in real life. The wounds in Mrs. McKenny's head never healed entirely; but continued to break out occasionally, so that the blood flowing from them stained the bed at night, and sometimes fragments of bone came off; nevertheless, she lived many years afterwards and bore several children. She was at the time with child, and in about three months gave birth to a daughter?Hannah, afterwards married to John Stedman- and living in Tennessee in 1827. This child was plainly marked with a tomahawk and drops of blood, as if running down the side of her face. The families of McKenny and McFadden residing on Fishing Creek, are descended from this Barbara McKenny; but most of her descendants have emigrated to the West. The above-mentioned occurrence is narrated in a manuscript in the hand-writing of her grandson, Robert McFadden. The night succeeding this, preparations for hostile action were going on also at Steel's Fort. The Cherokees had passed over to Rocky Creek, and still intent on rapine and bloodshed, had stopped at the house of John McDaniel, whom they killed, with his wife and carried away captive seven children, the eldest a girl of fifteen years of age. The outraged settlers were not slow in collecting a part of ten or twelve men to pursue them. Thomas Steel, the leader, was well calculated for the service, having been an Indian trader, and being acquainted with their language.* When he set out, his little son John, a boy of eleven years old, wished to accompany him. But the mother dissuaded the brave child by telling him it was his duty to stay and man the fort, for the protection of herself and his sisters. Steel's experience made him familiar with Indian wiles, and the party followed the trail almost to the borders of the Cherokee nation. They came upon the savages at length, in the dead of night, assaulted and completely routed them. Killing nearly all, and rescuing the seven children. One of the white men?Thomas Garett of Rocky Creek, chanced to kill the Indian who had tomahawked Mrs. McKenny, and actually found the scalp in his shot bag. Other bloody trophies were recovered, to carry back to the friends of the murdered, and then, placing the children on their horses, the men retraced their steps homeward. The joy of the poor little captives at the sight of familiar faces, was more than reward enough for their deliverers. They had no parents to welcome their return, but their uncle, Hugh McDaniels received them. Such incidents were in those time of common occurrence, but this encounter was the last, the Cherokees venturing on no more incursions. Mrs. Steele had about this period some friends who lived on the Yadkin in North Carolina, ninety miles from her home. When she wished to visit them she was accustomed to take her child, a year old, twelve miles distance, to the house of Robert Brown, the nearest neighbor she had in the direction of the Yadkin. Leaving the infant in their care, she would proceed alone, on horseback, making her way through the Catawba Nation, and traveling through a wild country which might be called uninhabited, for so sparse was the population that from Camden to the Catawba Nation?a distance of sixty miles, there were but four houses of white settlers. She was unsurpassed in the qualities of a horsewoman, nor was she impeded by trifling inconveniences of dangers. * His granddaughter, Mrs. Jane Thompson, had in her possession a pile found some fifteen years since near the for. The coiled stem is not more than ten inches long, though the whole length is about ten feet. This was the well know calumet of peace used among the savage tribes.

Better late than never! I would invite my G G grandparents, John Alexander and Frances Adaline (Boyd) Walker as special guests. John and Frances were born in Chester SC in 1823 and 1825. They left there after August 1847 and were in Monroe Co., AL in May 1849 where my G grandmother was born. They were in Leake Co., MS by 1850. Around 1900 and in their late 70s they moved with some of their children to Vermillion Pa, LA. John died there in 1904 and Francis in 1913. The reason I mention these dates is because it means they were there through all of the questions I would have for them. The questions for John would be: (1) Were you the spiritual patriarch of the extended family as I suspect? (2) Did you earn your living in anything other than farming? Were you ever a teacher? (3) Was there an early connection between your family and those of the Thomas Wallace and John Gill families in SC that kept you traveling together (SC> AL> MS (where all lived close to one another)> LA) and intermarrying for over a century? (4) After 50 years, why did you leave MS and go to LA where you and Frances seem to have had your own home? (5) Was Frances the love of your life after your first wife passed away? I'm sure answers to these would bring up many other questions! The questions for Frances would be: (1) Were John's sons, Adam C. and William A. by his first wife, Elizabeth Hardin, so much a part of your marriage that your answer to "Number of children you have given birth to?" on the 1900 census was 11 instead of the 8 (only 7 actually found) you did give birth to? (2) Was John an easy man to live with? Was he kind or domineering? I think of him as kind, knowing her gave his daughter the nickname "Dolly". (3) Did you live for a time with your granddaughter, Annie Belle (Gill) Wiggins? My dad was sure he remembered that "Grandma Walker" did but he was only about 4 when you died. He remembered you kneeling by your bed with your bible in the evenings. There are many many, more questions but these are some of the ones that I would love to hear first hand accounts of. Margie (Wiggins) Jackson At 08:50 AM 11/24/2008, you wrote: >It's that time of year again. If you could have anybody who ever lived in >our area of interest to Thanksgiving dinner, who would it be? What would >you want to talk about and what would you hope to learn? > >Your list mom, >Mickey > > > >------------------------------- >To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >SCCHEST2-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without >the quotes in the subject and the body of the message