I took a
drive up to South Magoffin Saturday to pile a bunch of brush that had been
cut earlier to clear out a thicket that will probably be used for the
reenactment. After a couple of hours I got tired plus I had an
appointment to go with Charles Watkins to a cemetery I had never been to
before.
Charles
was ready when I got back home so I called my grandson Cory Dotson and
invited him to take his four-wheeler. We got to the mouth of the hollow
and the great ice storm had actually blocked the road so badly that we
left the four-wheeler. We set out walking and I took my chain saw – big
mistake! It would have taken a week to open up the old sled road.
We
climbed over, under, and around those trees until we topped out on the
ridge, exhausted. Cory rested a few minutes but Charles and I started on.
Cory soon caught up and we began to see a woodland we had seen before when
we were hunting the Chestnut Grove cemetery a few years ago. Charlie
hollered down that he was at the cemetery so we went up that steep knob to
the place Charlie called the Chestnut Cemetery. There are about a dozen
graves, only one had had markings too faint to read. Charles Watkins’
grandparents are buried here. Sure enough, it was the location where I
had visited a couple of times before and where Roy Collins had told me
years ago there were “witches” buried outside the fence and told me never
to step on those graves.
I had
made two unsuccessful hunts for the cemetery until one time my dog treed a
squirrel close to it and to get the dog, I accidentally found a cemetery.
We had no pencil or paper at that time so my son Toddie picked up a thin
rock, took another rock and inscribed the names we found, Dick Cole, Riley
Perkins, John Watkins, Dolly W., Ida W., etc. The amazing thing is that
these two cemeteries are about fifty to sixty yards apart.
As we
started back down, Charles pointed out where his grandparents had lived,
where they had tended corn, where a couple of houses were located, the
chimney stones still visible on the ridge known as “the great Indian
trail.”
There is
a lot of history already lost about the tribe of “Saponi” Indians who
migrated from the Carolina’s to the “Greasy Rocks” and on to what became a
boundary between Floyd and Magoffin counties, more specifically the Cole
Branch of Floyd and Bear Branch of Magoffin.
I’ve
asked Charles to write down the folklore he remembers and I’d like for
others to do so. We passed a rock cliff where Charles said an Indian
family once lived under. He had played there as a youngster. Folks, we
can’t just let this folklore fade away.
Dr.
Richard Carlson, a descendant, wrote a book of over 700 pages on the
genealogy of the people he called Saponi Indians. Surely we can write a
few pages…
Now to
finish the story, when we started back down the hollow, I sat down and
scooted the steepest part until I was stopped by a tall poplar tree, so
large I couldn’t reach around it so that ended getting down the hill the
easy way. We then started climbing over, under and around the downed
trees back to the four-wheeler and our autos. Cory sped away after getting
an emergency call on his rescue squad monitor so we parted about 6:30,
having been on the trail about four hours and I paid for it by having leg
cramps after bedtime.
If anyone
would have any knowledge of who may be buried in the cemetery we visited
we would like to find out, otherwise it may remain a mystery forever.
I want to
thank the “Friends of Middle Creek” re-enactors for taking time out of
their busy schedules to come to our Magoffin County grade and middle
schools to put on a living history show. They dressed in Civil War era
clothing and were helped out by a few locals, Randal Risner, Brenda
Howard, Jack and Lori Sizemore, A. B. Conley, Jimmie Allen and Ol’ Todd.
Some of the students themselves joined Ms. Lori in her hoedown dance.
I was
once a member of the board of education at a time when we went from the
one-room schools to the consolidated schools. Now we have consolidated our
schools again with as many as 600 students in a grade school and about the
same number in the middle school. What a difference to picture our
Mashfork School when I was a youngster as one of about sixteen students at
the school, only about half of us still living. It is a great contrast to
think of as we sit in front of these huge numbers of grade school
children. I asked them to encourage their parents and grandparents,
uncles, aunts, etc. to write stories and submit pictures for the
sesquicentennial book. We are still in need of much material so please
take a bit of time and write down the history of your family, your church,
your business, your community, etc. Let’s all get into the act and make
this the best book ever!
By the
time you read this it will be only a few days before the Civil War
reenactment of the Battle of Puncheon Creek/Half Mountain takes place.
This will be a first for our county as we have only had a few small scale
reenactments prior. We do have a small contingent of the Licking Station
Camp No. 1793 in our county, perhaps we can revive and enlarge the group,
contact Dr. Randall Mann or myself for more information.
We would
like to mention that the re-enactors for this event will be coming from
here in Kentucky as well as Virginia, Tennessee, Georgia, Ohio and other
places, we know not where. We have no idea at this time how many but this
is the time to show our southern hospitality. We hope to feed them several
meals with the help of the Muzzleloaders and a few other people involved
with the re-enactment.
We hope
to have some horse drawn carriages but no other horses, please, except for
the horses the re-enactors bring. We hope the people traveling in and out
of Big Half Mountain will bear with us; with dry weather we should have
ample parking. Overall, we expect the best show on earth!
Our
historical library and Pioneer Village are located at 191 South Church
Street in Salyersville, we may be contacted by writing Box 222,
Salyersville, KY 41465 (email:
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