" I now come nearer to my own family, and take up for a few
oberservations my own grandmother, Mary Barr Brockinton
(1783-1849), Why she was given that name of "Barr", I do not
know. There was a family of that name in Williamsburg, but they
were in no way related to the Brockintons. She married John
Pressley. Neither of them at the date of their marriage owned
much property, indeed so little, that when my grandfather John
Pressley died leaving a widow and five small children, it
required close economy and prudent management on the part of my
grandmother to maintain her family. She was not able to give her
boys and girls much education. They had to content themselves
with such knowledge of books as could be got in the schools
taught in the neighborhood, and according to my fathers account
of them, they were not of a high character. The two of the
children, were possessed of intellectual capabilities, that made
up for a lack of opportunity, and enabled them to acquire for
themselves and education above that of the ordinary farmer. My
grandmother and her husband settled on Turkey Creek. The house
which they first lived in was gone before my day, and the place
where it had stood was known as the "Old House Field" and was
marked by a large mulberry tree of the white variety. The house
which I remember so well, and in which I spent so many happy
days, and some very unhappy nights, was then built of a better
class than most of their neighbors. My grandmother's slaves
increased, being well treated and taken care of, so that at my
earliest recollection, she was considered as being what people
called "well off". She was in very easy circumstances. In 1839
my father settled on the same plantation on the East side of
Turkey Creek, and took charge of my grandmothers business. They
united forces and farmed together dividing the crop in
proportion to their slaves cultivating it. Their cattle which
were also numerous were kept together, and the proceeds of the
stock divided. It became my especial business to look after this
stock as soon as I was old enough, and many a day have I spent
in the saddle, as the western men would call a "Cowboy". I was
very proud of it when the weather was not too hot, and water too
scarce; then I suffered a great deal from the sun and thirst. I
was very fond of visiting my grandmother in the day and time,
and managed to dine there at least once a week. I have a feeling
recollection even at this day of the nice chicken and toothsome
bread which I was acquainted to eat at her house. I have in my
mind as ineffaceable picture of the old lady sitting in her
great arm chair, on her piazza in summer and by her fireside in
the winter giving directions to Hester, the cook or Amy the
house servant. As fond as I was of my old grandmother and as
much as I liked to visit her in the day, I never stayed in her
house at night if I could help it, unless I had other boys for
company. Amy, the house girl, who was a great favorite with
children, would fill our minds with Ghost Stories. My
grandmother was in the habit of retiring almost as soon as the
chickens, and when she sent me to bed, Amy's ghost stories could
come so vividly to my mind, that I could almost see the Goblins
which she had painted, in such horrible colors. I invariably
covered my head for fear I would see them. Upon Amy's authority
I was afraid of seeing John Cooper's ghost any night. He was one
of my cousins who died in my grandmothers company room. Grandma
was very fond of her grandchildren and they of her. We enjoyed
meeting at her house and spending a day (or a night when two or
three of us could sleep together and have Amy for a protector to
exorcise the spirits which we almost believed she could call
up). The children were too polite, and loved the old lady too
much, to remind her that she was getting in the habit of telling
the same story two or three times, we would affect intense
interest in her story just as much as if we had never heard it,
and when she came to the end, would exclaim, "Why, Grandma", and
laughed heartily if the story was intended to amuse. I believe
that after Mary and John Cooper whom she took charge of when
they were almost infants, I was her favorite grandchild. She
provided for my education entirely. She first offered to do so
if I would study for the ministry. I entertained so high a
respect for that calling that I felt my unfitness. Perhaps I may
have to some extent been influenced by the thought that I would
have to give up some worldly pleasures. At any rate, I declined
to accept of her bounty on the proposed conditions, and asked
her to send me to the S.C. Military Academy. After some
hesitation and delay the good old lady acceded to my wishes, and
I went to the institution at her expense on the 15th day of
January 1848. My grandmother died before I completed my course
of study, but charged the property devised to my father and Aunt
Martha Mouzon with the expense of my education."