Friday, March 31, 2006

How'd they do that, Grandpa?


I kid you not, as we turned to walk away from this 'Poulsbo's Ode to the Vikings', Allie took my hand and said, "Grandpa, how'd they turn him to stone?"

This morning, Allie asked me to make a garage out of Leggos for his little white (Transformer) truck. I obliged and made one that was a perfect fit ... but then he transformed it into its upright superhero form and it was too tall for the garage. He demanded that I rebuild it to fit the superhero. I refused. He began to drift off towards a temper tantrum. Dr. Bookworm intervened a bit and he got his anger under control and went back to messing with the Leggos.

Then Dr. Bookworm went off to work.

He sat on the opposite end of the couch from me, tilted his chin up, gazed out into space, and announced, "My Mom loves me best of all!"

Sensing that this was an opening gambit, I asked, "Who loves you second best?"

Grandma Bookworm!"

"And who loves you third best?"

"Muu-Muu." (His other grandmother)

"Well who loves you fourth best?"

He thinks a moment or two and says, "You."

"What?" I growl. "I'm all the way down to four?"

"Well, if you want," he says with a further up-tilt of the nose, "you can be five." He pauses a moment ... "or zero."

"I choose zero because zero comes before one!"

He smirks triumphantly and decrees, "Zero explodes and you turn to dust!"

Ends of the Poulsbo Art Spectrum

Actually, there are a lot of art forms on display in Poulsbo, some okay, some simply dreadful. Here are two widely separated specimens that I liked. The Blue Frog is from a window display of Children's Art in the passageway across from the 'thats-a-some Italian Ristorante' ... and the Red Crab (or is that a Lobster?) is graffiti painted on a wall next to a dumpster at the rear of a store building.


Tuesday, March 28, 2006

STALKING THE WILY SMILEY-FACE COOKIE



Aleister and I drove up to Poulsbo this morning to retrieve a silver bracelet from the Blue Heron Jewellers, a silver bracelet that had been duly engraved with:
Kay Morgan, Ph.D.
UIL - 2006
As we were leaving the house, Allie was fumbling around in one of his coat pockets and muttering something about 'a note'. He finally pulled out a folded index card addressed to Grandpa Jim and with the written instruction 'Get a cookie at Sluys Bakery.' So, all the way up to Poulsbo I hear this repetative litany:
"Grandpa, first we get the cookie. Right?"
"Grandpa, we go to the bakery first. Deal?"
...and other variations on the theme.
We parked in the big parking lot by the park and headed up to the main drag.
"Grandpa, it's across the street, right?
So I'm thinking this kid is not unacquainted with Sluys Bakery .... and we.re motating up the sidewalk (having crossed the street) and I'm looking for the bakery and not seeing it yet ... when Allie points out a big gold thing hanging off the top of a store coming up.
"Grandpa, that's a pretzel!"
And it was. Stylized to be sure, but a giant pretzel decked out in gold paint.
We went in the shop and he immediately spotted a bright yellow smiley-face cookie that met his desires. I bought a snickerdoddle for myself and we retired to a bench on the opposite side of the street, seated ourselves and "cookied up."
He is a pleasant companion .... with a tendency to engage shopgirls in neverending conversation.

Monday, March 27, 2006

First bloom



First bloom in my yard, that is. We don't have much in the way of flowers ... except for the rhoddys and azaleas and an occasional volunteer iris and/or tulip. But it's a lovely, warm day out and it almost feels like Spring.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

They don't stay this way.....



This is Allie at about the time we began taking him to speech therapy. That was four years ago and he had mastery of two words: NO! & MORE! Now he has a boundless vocabulary and we can understand most of what he says. Sometimes it takes a repetition or two.

Like the word "scay'-owes". Yesterday morning he came up to me (I was working at the computer) and pulling the neckline of his t-shirt down, said "Grampa, you see any scayowes?"
After a couple requested repeats of the question, I finally took another tack and asked "Why would I see any scayowes there?"
"Cuz I'm turning into a fish."
"Ah! A fish. And you want to know if I see any scales beginning to show?"
"Yah."
"Yah ... well ... I think I see a few starting to pop out. And why are you turning into a fish?"
"A super hero fish. And you're my sidekick. I give you Piranha Powers!"
"Okay ... and what powers are those?"
"Biting powers! You bite the evil guys."
Then Grandma Bookworm comes into the room and he gets in a big dither and ushers her right back out and shuts the door,
"Why you treating Grandma like that?"
"It's a secret."
"What's a secret?"
"I'm turning into a fish!"

I send him on his way so I can finish my tasks ... whatever they were ... and ten minutes later he's back ... presenting his neck to me as though I were Count Dracula and he was my breakfast.
"Now what do you want, Al?"
"You see any gills?"
"Well ... yah, I think I see where they're trying to break through. How you going to go to school today if you turn into a fish?"
"When the schoolbus comes I turn back into a human."
Then he leaves the room, breathing in long, loud gasps .... apparently breathing through his new gills.

As he's going out the door with his other grandma that evening, I hear him say to her, "I give you Crocodile Powers!"

He didn't take away my Piranha Powers, so I guess I still have them. I live to bite the evil guys! "George, Dick, Rummy ... line up here!"

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Blindsided by scanner technology!


Such interesting times. My favorite runty little ex-Texas Governor cum President is bopping about making speeches about how he has a plan for Victory in Iraq. I recall a few years back when he stood on the deck of an aircraft carrier and proclaimed Victory in Iraq. There is possibly a simple Orwellian explanation for this, but it escapes the direct gaze of my mind like one of those little black floaters that sometimes appear in the vision. George appears to be going backward. Not really a full-blown surprise.

Dr. Bookworm has recovered from her ocean vacation, getting back into the swing of work, and has put us both on a diet. The one half diet. We eat what we always did, but only half as much. In retaliation, I've been cutting calories on the food Aleister gets here. He doesn't know he's dieting. The good Dr. maintains that I must cut my whiskey consumption in half also. That is not a good idea. I mostly drink for medicinal purposes -- my version of the sleeping pill.

My scanner went kaput a few days ago. I can't exist without a scanner .... also used for Bookworm's business purposes. Bought a new one immediately and got it installed and running with no problem. Turns out this is not my simple old HP .... it's a complicated new HP. Bells, whistles, accompanying programs, etc. And it takes three times the time to get what I need out of it. Progress.

Photo: should it install -- noapologies father at the beach.
More beach trip pix on my yaFro site - see link to the right side of this page.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Blue Heron



I came across this blue heron yesterday along the Tracyton Beach Road just north of Lion's Field. He let me approach to within twenty feet. Unfortunately, I was shooting into the sun .... but I like this semi-silhouette of the bird.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Emplatement of the Osso Buco



We all have smallish kitchens at home, so this huge island was a continuous source of joy when it came to assembling the plates of sustenance. It would have been nice if it had been 6" taller.....

Here we have NoApologies' parents looking healthy and busy ... and in the business of Osso Buco plating. They also provided a delicious french toast and sausage breakfast on Saturday morning.

And I did my traditional first morning breakfast of sausages, scrambled eggs and waffles. Eat Fest 2006!

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Dining on primitive ocean beach fare....

A small sampling of the crude culinary arts that can be practiced over a roaring beach fire in a drizzling rain.


Wednesday Evening courtesy of Steve and Katy


Thursday Evening courtesy of Mary Ellen and Bob


Friday Evening courtesy of FossilGuy and BookWorm


Tuesday, March 14, 2006

One more time into the breech....


Time to pause and take stock. Time to smell the memory of last summer's roses. Time to pack up the Ford Focus with boxes and bags and coolers and clothes hanging on the door hooks. Time to head out west to the Pacific Ocean beaches for our annual quite long weekend with two other couples. Time to play chef on night three. Time to get those many kites back up into the sky. Time to be the first up every morning and sit at the big window (overlooking the beach and ocean) with coffee and grapefruit juice and the paper and ever so lightly dwell on things present and past.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

NOW AIN'T THAT A SERBIAN SHAME!


Slobodan Milosevic has died in prison without being convicted of a single crime against humanity despite the fact that over 200,000 former Yugoslavs died in his ethno-politico wars against his own citizenry. History will never record that the United States of America did anything significant to stay Milosevic's bloody hand .... which bloody hand has just flipped us the ultimate bird.

*****

As a nation, we do not appear to have any major issues with genocidal activies beyond our porous borders. Always too late ... with too little. And what's up with holierenthou PBS and the program about the Turkish genocide of the Armenians. PBS is said to be forcing a follow-on program to be aired that challenges whether or not this genocide really ever occured. When I was a child (some sixty years ago) it was known to have occured. In the intervening decades, Turkey has become some sort of ally of the U.S. and this 'knowing about the slaughter' has eroded away to the point where it flirts with becoming a fantasy. In this instance, PBS seems to be participating in the de-gutting of America.

And let us not forget the
JANJAWEED,
those fine Arab Sudanese militia fellows who are systematically cleansing the Darfur area of black tribes. There is a link here on this site to a blog that was being written by a young lady who was a relief worker in Darfur. Her organization has transferred her out of there and, with apologies, she has closed down her blogging. President George Bush has yet to pay noticeable attention to this on-going genocide. Nicholas Kristof is still writing about it in the New York Times and has just made another trip there. He writes today, "Bill O'Reilly refused to join me on this trip, passing up the $727,000 that my readers had pledged to sponsor his trip to Darfur. But Ann Curry of the "Today" show and a top-notch NBC crew did travel with me on this trip ..... If you want to break your heart, watch her reports beginning tomorrow."
Waiting for a Janjaweed bullet.
As a Nation, we are nowhere to be found on the issue of genocide. Maybe, like torture, it's a tool our Administration likes to keep handy under the table ... just in case we need it ourselves.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

"Vollow me to zee basement....."

"....undt I vill show you vere Tony buried zee vun-lagged voman's udder lag."


Here come the Sopranos one more time. Like any fan, I wish it could roll on endlessly. I also wish the original Godfather had been a five-hour film .... Luca Brazzi got such short shrift .... (I should go back and re-read the book).

Bookworm and I ventured out to the closing days sale at Mervyns and I did some serious shirt shopping .... we were so fatigued afterward that we had to stagger over to the Silver City Brewery and consume some halibut, fries, and coleslaw. On the hike back to the car, Bookworm decided that we probably looked like a couple of penquins waddling across an ice-field.

Yesterday one of the news hawks was reporting that Georgie's approval rating (in America) had slipped to a new low that matched the lowest approval rating that Bill Clinton ever got to around the time he was 'philosiphizing' about the meaning of 'is'. Wonder what rating Bush would receive if it was a European poll? A Kenyan poll? A Mongol poll?

Chile has a woman President for the first time in their history. Can we be far behind? I guess that depends on how far you think far is.

Did I forget to mention that I had a very distant cousin who was once married to Bill Clinton's brother? Whoops! Here comes Bookworm ... I better light outa here!


A message from Bookworm...


Dear Amazing, Wonderful FossilGoy,

Enough with the bloody ancestors! Boring! Cease now lest I give you a severe whopping.

Your ever True and Delightful Bookworm

Illustration filched from Aubrey Beardsley

Friday, March 10, 2006

Part 10: My American Ancestors, a Thumbnail Sketch


Photo: Great Uncle William M. and wife Louella.

In ‘Part 9’ we left the Enos M. family breaking sod on their several new farms in Chariton County, Missouri. Before progressing further with these westward moving M.‘s, let’s return to Edgefield, South Carolina, and look in on the Aunts, Uncles, and multitude of cousins left behind.

Uncle Abiah and Aunt Nancy (Pace) M. have established a respectable family. From John Evan M. (born 1789) to little Tabitha (born in 1813), they have produced nine children.

Uncle Ozias and Aunt Elizabeth (Quarles) M. have five children.

Aunt Olive and husband David Quarles had five children before David died at about the time that Enos left Edgefield for Tennessee. Olive remarried (in 1809) to the Rev. Thomas Norris and bore him four children ending with Lucinda Ann in 1818.

Uncle Eli and Aunt Phobe (Glover) M. had three children between 1805 and 1809. By August, 1821, Eli was remarried to Ann Sybil Tillman and they had four children between 1832 and 1840. There are some suspicious time-gaps in this ‘Eli info’, but this is what I have in my records, so I’ll go with it for now.

By 1815, Ozias M. had acquired most, if not all, of the lands originally belonging to his father, Evan M. The Carsons were still his neighbors. Old James Carson was getting on in years and his son Robert (of Ozias’s generation) was assuming ownership and responsibility for the Carson lands.

Robert Carson was married to Mary Burnett by 1811. Mary Burnett’s mother (deceased in 1800) was Mary Quarles, a sister of Ozias M.’s wife and Olive (M.) Quarles’ husband - making Mary (Burnett) Carson a niece of Ozias and Elizabeth (Quarles) M.

The Thomas Burnett family had lived over on Chavers Creek - a few miles east of the M.’s and Carson properties. Tom Burnett died in the Fall of 1796, leaving wife Mary with six (possibly seven) dependent children. The youngest, William Burnett, was born the year his father died. Mary (Quarles) Burnett soon remarried to Ephriam Ferrell, but died soon after. Mr. Ferrell relinquished all claim to Mary’s properties, and Mary’s brother, William Quarles, was made administrator of the Thomas and Mary Burnett estate. William Quarles held an estate sale on November 24, 1800. Three weeks prior to the sale, he paid out $5.12 to Thomas Burnett, Jr. “for Brandy”.

I’ve seen several of these estate accounts where there is an initial liquor expense. I don’t know how much brandy $5.12 would have purchased - perhaps a small barrel? - but I have come to suspect that it was common practice to ply the bidders at estate sales with enough spirits to embolden their bidding and loosen their purse strings (i.e., the ten slaves owned by the Burnett estate were appraised at a total value of $2240 and sold for $3120).

In addition to the slaves, the sale moved 5697 pounds of tobacco for $233.53 and 450 bushels of corn for $250.25. Sale of livestock, tools, and furniture brought the final sales total to $4560.42.

Of the six identified Burnett children (the estate was divided into seven shares), five were apparently still minors and were “boarded out” to various relatives and/or guardians. Judge Joseph Hightower, a Burnett and Quarles neighbor, assumed guardianship of the older boys (Jeremiah and Thomas, Jr.) and was instructed to “bring up Jeremiah and Thomas Burnett handsomely.” Mary and Nancy Burnett appear to have lived with their uncle James Quarles. ‘Accounts paid’ show board, clothes, and schooling payments for young William Burnett in 1800 and 1811, but gives no indication of who received the payments (it may have been William Quarles, as administrator, making payments to himself).

Uncle William Quarles bought out the property shares of five of the older Burnett children in 1811 and the share of young William Burnett when William ‘came of age’, July 1, 1817. William Burnett received $775 for his share of the property … and he may have gotten a monetary settlement from the estate sale back in 1800, but I’ve seen no evidence of that. Perhaps that money had been consumed for his support over the intervening seventeen years.

At this point, I’m going to digress into the subject of Judge Joseph Hightower’s suicide in 1811. By this time, his ‘wards’, Jeremiah and Thomas Burnett, Jr. had come of age, married, and moved on to homes of their own. This account is included because of where Judge Hightower committed the act:
[As published in the Columbia State Gazette - no date on my source.] “On Friday morning, the 7th inst. A most horrid act of suicide was committed in Edgefield distict, by Joseph Hightower, Esq., one of the Representatives in the Legislature of this state from that district. This appears to have been a premeditated act, as we learn he had but a short time before had his will formally executed. He went to his bed the night before the fatal day, as usual, but rose the next morning rather earlier than common; his wife observed to him not to get up so early, and requested him to lie down again, to which request he made an evasive answer, refused and immediately walked out of the house, and when he had got about half way between the kitchen and the dwelling-house, where he committed the act, his wife heard him make some uncommon noise, and immediately ran out to him, when to her utter astonishment she discovered his throat completely cut, but was still standing up; she called to a gentleman that was in the house, who immediately ran out, took hold of him and led him to the steps of the dwelling-house door, where he fell and soon after expired. What drove him to this rash act we have not been able to learn. His standing in society was respectable, and his pecuniary circumstances easy and independent.”

This account caught my attention because I had just read, in Larkin’s (1943) “The Reshaping of Everyday Life 1790 - 1840,” that: “Americans south of PA, responding to their warmer climate, customarily built kitchens as separate structures.”

Building kitchens separately, as a response to warmer climate, must have been a tactic to remove the kitchen’s added heat from a dwelling that was often over-heated by the weather alone. Kitchens may also have been the source of a high percentage of early day house fires and separating them from the main dwelling would make good sense in that regard. End of digression.

Young William Burnett lived for an additional four years and three months after selling his share of inherited land to his uncle William Quarles. During that time, he married Martha (surname not in record) and had a son, Thomas J. Burnett. He paid $1800 for a 285 acre plantation on September 7, 1821, and two and a half months later the ‘estate’ was being appraised due to his demise.

Named as administrators of his estate were his wife, Martha, and his cousin? Archibald M. (Ozias M.’s oldest son). In June Bork’s (1993) “The Burnetts and Their Connections,” she refers to Martha as ‘Martha M.’ (Archibald’s sister?), but offers no evidence of that surname - and in one instance follows it with a “(?)”.

Ozias’ daughter Martha was of an appropriate age to have married her cousin William Burnett. That would provide motive for Archibald M. being named administrator of the estate and guardian of the infant Thomas J. Burnett (as the child’s uncle, rather than simply one of many cousins of the child’s father). It is certainly possible that William Burnett’s wife was his cousin Martha M. - but that remains a speculation. Martha M. did marry Sampson Sullivan about 1830, when she was in her late twenties. He was a widower with prior children. The Sullivan family bible refers to her only as Martha M., not as Martha Burnett.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

'Invasion' is back....Alienism is Spreading!



Rose Poole to her mother, Dr. Mariel Underlay:

"You are not a butterfly."

BrownShoes, did you catch the new episode of Invasion last night? The cheese is starting to bind. Looks like a birth coming up ... and who knows to what heights of awfulness that might lead.


Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Part 9: My American Ancestors, a Thumbnail Sketch


Photo: My great uncle Rev. D. Loyd M. and wife Lora (their wedding photo - May 1906).

Between the summer of 1815 and the end of the year 1816, the Enos M.’s struck westward to north-central Missouri. Son John stayed behind with his in-laws (the Cherrys)…up in Stewart County - near Bumpus Mills - just south of the border with Kentucky. Married sons Martin and David migrated with their father…and it appears that the widow Warhurst and at least one son, Archibald Archer Warhurst - age about thirteen, went with them. Their destination lay 190 miles west to the southeast tip of Missouri, then 210 miles north up the Mississippi River to St. Louis, and finally 200 miles northwest along the Missouri River to its juncture with the Chariton River in Howard County, Missouri. These are "crow fly" figures and the actual journey may have been well over 600 miles.

In his "A History of the American People," (1977), Paul Johnson writes "….Some of the settlements in the years after 1815 became celebrated for quick prosperity. One was Boon’s Lick, a belt 60 miles wide on each side of the Missouri River which became Howard County in 1816. It boasted superb land, pure water, as much timber as required, and idyllic scenery. By 1819 the local paper, the Missouri Intelligence, produced at the little town of Franklin, offered a spring toast: ‘Boon’s Lick – two years since, a wilderness. Now – rich in cotton and cattle!’ It was widely reputed to be the best land in all the West." The ‘little town of Franklin’ is about 40 miles downstream of Keytesville, Missouri – by way of today’s highways. In 1816, Howard County, Missouri, was bordered on the south by the Osage River, on the east by a line running north from the junction of the Osage and the Missouri Rivers, and on the west and north by little more than a traveler’s imagination…easily a full third of the land that would become the State of Missouri in 1821.

The "Goodspeed History of Linn and Sullivan Counties, Missouri," (published ca 1887) has a short biography of Leroy C. M. and his father, Jackson M. Speaking of Jackson’s parents, Martin and Elizabeth M., the article states "…They lived in the latter State [Tennessee] until 1816, and then immigrated to Chariton County, Mo., where they died." Well, that is a little abrupt! They might have said … ‘where they had many more children and lived out their lives’. In the obituary of Martha (M.) Warhurst, published in the Chariton Courier, Keytesville, MO, March 24th, 1893, we find the following: "She was born January 14th, 1809, and came to Missouri with her parents from Tennessee in 1815 at the age of six years. They first settled on a farm known as the Ben Lewis farm, near Glasgow. From there she moved, with her father, Enos M., to the Wash Welch farm, five and a half miles southeast of Keytesville." In both cases, the information is being supplied some 72-78 years after the fact and by individuals a generation removed from the Tennessee exodus, so pin-point accuracy can not be expected. There is also an even less precise quote from "History of Howard and Chariton Counties," published 1883: "Sterling Price M. [not to be confused with my g-g grandfather Sterling M.] is a representative of one of the pioneer families of Chariton County. His grandfather settled in this county during the second decade of the present century, and his father, James M., was principally reared in the county, being but six years of age when brought here by his parents." And, referring to James "…He himself was from North Carolina."

Sterling Price M. was a son of James M. and a grandson of Enos M. There is at least one mistake in this quote. James could not have been six when the family moved to Missouri. In both the Chariton Tax Lists for 1817 and 1819, Eneas/Enos M. paid 62 ½ cents a head for two "males ten years or older." These two males would have been sons Sterling and James. Which makes James’ date of birth sometime around 1807 - when the family departed from Edgefield, SC. If James was truly born in North Carolina, that would suggest that the M.‘s approached Tennessee by a route through North Carolina and across the Appalachian Mountains and that James was born ‘in camp’ while the family was traversing that southwestern corner of North Carolina. At a minimum, in 1817, the Enos and Nancy M. household was still ‘home’ to Elizabeth, Sterling, James, and little Martha (one day to become the wife of Archibald Archer Warhurst). Daughters Lucy and Nancy were married on unknown dates and so may or may not have been with Enos by 1817 (both these daughters are ‘dead-ends’ in the lineage - so far).

The first note of the M.’s arrival in Missouri is the appearance of the name ‘Eneas’ (or "Eneos’) M. in the Howard County Tax List for 1817. In the 1819 Howard County Tax List, he is identified as ‘Enos’ M. On April 3rd, 1820, he and Nancy are listed as members when the Chariton Baptist Church is organized.

First choice of the lands fell to veterans of the War of 1812. They held Warrants for 160 acres and could lay claim in 1819. The following year land came on sale for non-Warranted settlers. On November 9th, 1820, Sterling M. (now probably just turned twenty-one) bought 80 acres southeast of Keytesville, Howard County - for $123.20. Seven days later the county of Chariton was officially organized and encompassed Sterling’s land.

We are somewhat in the dark as to just where the various family members initially settled in Howard/Chariton County. There are no ‘found records’ of Enos owning land. Or of Martin owning land - until 1828. The extant records are limited to direct purchases from the government. They may have bought land ‘second hand’ from individuals or developers, but no such records have surfaced…and none of them were paying tax on land until Sterling did so in 1821. The Chariton County courthouse was burned during the Civil War and many of the county’s records were incinerated.
The Chariton County Tax List for 1821 lists three of Enos’s sons: Martin (married to Elizabeth McDaniel), David (married to Nancy Warhurst), and Sterling (as yet unmarried). Sterling is the only one listed as being taxed for land (value $130, tax 32 ½ cents)….and for three slaves (value $1100, tax $2.75), one horse (value $40, tax 10 cents), and three head of cattle (value $30, tax 7 ½ cents). Martin is taxed for two each, horses and cows (24 cents total), and David is taxed for two horses and one cow (9 ½ cents total). Sterling’s total tax bill was $4.25 which included a $1 Poll Tax.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Part 8: My American Ancestors, a Thumbnail Sketch


Enos M. (my g-g-g grandfather) is last ‘on record’ in Edgefield County, South Carolina, when he sells property on 3 July 1807. His wife signed (with an ‘X’) for “relinquishment of dower” rights on 2 October1807.

Twenty months later (30 May 1809) Enos is found applying for title to a fifty acre tract of land in Bedford County, Tennessee, east of the waters of Thompson Creek, a south trending branch of the Duck River. This would have been in an area six to ten miles southeast of Shelbyville, Tennessee. On the 31st of May there is a second recorded application for fifty acres with the same geographical description. Family tradition (from several sources) holds that the M.‘s were in Tennessee for ten years, by some reports, or twelve years by others. We do not know when, or under what circumstances, the family first came into contact with the Warhursts.

Martha M.’s obituary states that she was born in Tennessee in 1809….other sources have claimed 1810. She is reportedly the last child born to Enos and Nancy (Abernathy) M., though it is possible that James was the last born in 1811(?). Son Martin married an Elizabeth McDaniel early in 1810….judging from the birth of their first child, Polly, on November 10th, 1810. Was Elizabeth a daughter of one of the Pendleton District McDaniels - and a Warhurst cousin? Her parentage remains unidentified. Martin and Elizabeth’s second child, Nancy, is born November 22nd, 1811. Because of the M.’s presence in Tennessee in May of 1809 and Timothy Warhurst’s appearance in the Pendleton District, South Carolina, census of 1810, we know the M.‘s preceded the Warhursts into Tennessee. By 1811, or early 1812, Enos’s son David is married to Nancy Matilda Warhurst and their first child, Archibald A. M., is born.

The family is officially on record in 1812, still living near Shelbyville and the Duck River in Bedford County, Middle Tennessee. Both Enos and son Martin appear in the "tax list" for Richard Neely’s militia company. I’ve been told that the rosters of these militia companies raised against the threat of British invasion during the War of 1812, served double duty as tax rolls. A review of these militia rosters does not show any Warhursts. Perhaps the older Warhurst children (those married) had already moved on southward with the flow of people from Middle Tennessee who were settling in the river valleys that would shortly become the Alabama Territory. It seems apparent that Timothy’s widow, Nancy (McDaniel) Warhurst, and her younger children stayed on in Bedford County with her married daughter Nancy (Warhurst) M. ….which must have been a household ruled by Grandma Warhurst, because son-in-law David M. was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old when his son Archibald was born. Somehow they must have cooled young David’s ardor as the second son, Evan, was not born until six years later in Missouri.

This may also be the period of time when the M.‘s first came into contact with the "Christian" preacher Thomas Crawford McBride. In "Christians on the Oregon Trail", (1997), author Jerry Rushford writes "….In 1809, John Mulkey led his Mill Creek Baptist Church out of the Stockton Valley Baptist Association in southern Kentucky. Over the next two years more than half of the preachers in the Association followed his lead, including Thomas Crawford McBride, whose family later had such a strong impact on the growth of the church in Oregon. ….. The Mulkey movement was strong in southern Kentucky and throughout middle Tennessee and northern Alabama, and by 1811 it had joined forces with the Stone movement." The Rev. T. C. McBride is known to have been preaching in middle Tennessee after 1810.

We see, by this, that the Stone-Campbell Christian Reformation Movement, at least in southern Kentucky and middle Tennessee, had its roots in the Baptist Church….which was the M. family’s "church of choice" in prior generations (and to this day in many of the family lines). A Christian Church historian tells me that there wasn’t much distinction between Christian and Baptist preachers on the frontier until about 1820 and that both often preached together at Extended Meetings or, interchangeably, in the same church.

In the year 1813, Enos’s son John M. married Lovey Carey Cherry, daughter of William and Lydia Cherry (from Martin County, North Carolina). Shortly thereafter, the Cherrys removed to Stewart County, Tennessee, and John and Lovey Morgan settled there with them.

The last known official record of the Enos M. family in Bedford County, Tennessee, is Enos’s signature (as a witness) on a Deed of Ownership for nine slaves….signed June 12th, 1815. Enos was now forty-nine and Nancy’s child-bearing years appear to have slipped behind her. Their youngest, Martha, was six years old. Sons Martin, John, and David were producing grandchildren. Great-great granddad Sterling was approaching his sixteenth birthday.

It had been ten years since Lewis and Clark had returned from their exploration to the Pacific Coast and back. Settlement of Missouri was beginning to spread outwards from the former French town of St. Louis. The M.’s began to cast an eye westward towards Enos’s last leg on his part of the journey westward.

Photo: another M. branch of the M. family (Texas, if I recall correctly). Grandparents enjoying twin granddaughters. Very early 1900's.

Monday, March 06, 2006

The Rebounding of Dr. Bookworm


This morning's final implantation of Dr. Bookworm's transmogrification unit went off without a hitch .... from my perspective. She came out of surgery all fired up to get home and have a nice, big breakfast laid on her ... which is what happened. Now, at 1:00 PM, she's busy sleeping off the remains of the day's happy juice. To all the other remote controls we have cluttering up our flat surfaces, we now add one more .... the remote control to operate Dr. Bookworm.

She is extremely gratified to have all this unpleasantness behind her (pun intended) and is ready to call FINIS! to the project.

We were both of us amazed and embarrassed at the Shrub's hackneyed remarks in Pakistan. Wanted to make the warding off sign of the cross and cry out, "Get Thee behind me Drivel!"

Have a good week everyone!

PHOTOGRAPHIC SCAN: A half a page from one of Bookworm's Collage Journals.

Sunday, March 05, 2006

Gentleman Al's Birthday Party



Allie's Mom arranged to throw him a birthday party yesterday (Saturday) at the local McDonalds. She had sent invitations to all his kindergarten class and a friend or two from his two pre-school years at Esquire Hills Elementary. I didn't count heads, but I'd guess there were at least a dozen kids showed up .... enough to stroke any six-year old's ego satisfactorily. He got a number of nice gifts and they had a pinata with toy prizes in it. Bookworm and I left after the 'eating part', so there are no pix of the pinata bashing phase .... but I am posting photos of the start and end of the 'eating part'.
Bookworm commented on how well behaved the kids were .... in that there was no weeping and wailing, no fighting and pushing, no tantrums, etc., ... just a bunch of fairly loud kids whooping it up and having a high old time.


Friday, March 03, 2006

BIRTHDAY BOY



Mr. Aleister O. K., Esq. turned six today and celebrated by doing a slow, turtle-like turn on his hot new bike. He was dutifully impressed to note that it had "safety wheels". Not 'training wheels', but 'safety wheels'. This photo does not reflect any undue risk taking on his part .... the bike is not moving. This morning he wanted to be measured to see if he was taller now that he's six .... he 'marked' at about 1/2" above his last mark. Then he wanted to know how his voice sounded. "Quite a bit deeper," I assured him.

Part 7: My American Ancestors, a Thumbnail Sketch


When great-great grandfather Sterling M. was but a few weeks old, piercing the Edgefield nights with his hungry cries (on occasion - surely), the year 1799 rolled over into 1800. The infant nation encamped along the Atlantic seaboard - without benefit of Florida - would shortly wake with its own hungry cries and turn that hunger towards a great western expansion that would catch little Sterling up in its arms and carry him off (eventually) to Kansas. And that would not be the Kansas of Dorothy and Toto. It would be the Kansas of Old John Brown and the bloody Border Wars.

Opening that first decade, new lands were stripped from the southern Indian tribes, offering the lure of settlement on the western frontiers in Kentucky, Tennessee, and points south. President Jefferson stunned the nation when, in 1803, he made the Louisiana Purchase (828,000 square miles). Suddenly there were frontiers beyond the frontiers.

Enos and Nancy M. stayed on in Edgefield and increased their family by children Nancy, born circa 1801, Elizabeth, born circa 1803, and William James, born (by some reports) circa 1806. In 1807 the Edgefield Deed Books record that Enos and Nancy M. sold 100 acres to William Hardy. That is the final record of their presence in South Carolina. They were off for Tennessee!

Before progressing too far, we need to retreat, in both time and distance, to Amherst County, Virginia, in the 1790’s. Here we find the family of Henry and Martha (Goff) McDaniel. Several of their children are already married and have started families of their own. Amongst these is daughter Nancy who married a young Englishman, Timothy Warhurst. The story goes that Timothy Warhurst had been Armour Bearer to King George III, had sailed to the Colony of Virginia with intent to return to England, but missed his departure sailing and decided to stay on in the New World.

One branch of this McDaniel family had already migrated to Edgefield District, South Carolina, where they were very likely well acquainted with the Evan M. family. Another branch had migrated to Chatham County, North Carolina, and would meet the M.‘s "on down the road". In the 1790’s, Henry and Martha McDaniel and several of their children (with their families, including the Warhursts) removed to the Pendleton District, South Carolina….a district some seventy miles to the northwest of Edgefield.

Henry McDaniel died in 1802. His wife Martha died in 1805 and left her property to her two youngest sons, John and Phillip.

The Timothy Warhurst family appears in the 1800 and 1810 census for the Pendleton District. At some point not too long after 1810, the Warhurst family set out for Tennessee(?) / Alabama(?). It is not clear whether Timothy died before they left, or on the journey. It is commonly accepted that he died of drowning …one source claims that he drowned in the Tennessee River – which would have been "on the journey," if true. A descendant who lives in St. Joseph, Missouri, says that the tale told in her family was that "Tim Warhurst got drunk, fell off a boat, and drowned."

NOTE: Availing oneself of strong drink was normal behavior in early America. In "The Reshaping of Everyday Life: 1790-1840," by Jack Larkin (1988), Larkin writes…. "By almost any standard, Americans drank not only near-universally but in enormous quantities. Their yearly consumption at the time of the Revolution has been estimated at the equivalent of three-and-a-half gallons of pure, two-hundred proof alcohol for each person." In the "Botany of Desire," Michael Pollan (2001), Pollan devotes a quarter of his book to John "Johnny Appleseed" Chapman, and writes…. "and hard cider was the fate of most apples grown in America up until Prohibition. Apples were something people drank. The reason people in Brilliant wanted John Chapman to stay and plant a nursery was the same reason he would soon be welcome in every cabin in Ohio: Johnny Appleseed was bring the gift of alcohol to the frontier." There is no need to suspect that the Enos M. family, wending their way towards the Tennessee frontiers, were traveling without a supply of that social necessity - liquor…. while back in Edgefield, a common expense for conducting an estate sale, was the hard drink served round to the potential bidders.

Photo: Ca late 1800's .... some of the Barker cousins gathered around the family matriarch, John Sophina Barker. Why did they name her 'John'? No explanation has ever been offered.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Part 6: My American Ancestors, a Thumbnail Sketch

Photo: Cousin Caroline M. [1863-1933] and her husband Jaspar Thurmond (of the Senator Strom Thurmond family line). Their daughter Mattie married Eugene Talmadge, who became Governor of Georgia ... and they produced cousin Herman Talmadge who eventually was both Governor of Georgia and a Senator from Georgia. If this is a wedding photo, it would date to ca Dec. 25, 1877.



Before I wandered off on the subject of my inconclusive hunt for grandmother Nancy (Abernathy) M., I had enumerated the marriages of five of Evan and Olive M.'s seven children. Let me step back a bit to 1791 and relate an event that may have touched on at least some of the family.

While on a tour of the southern states, George Washington passed through South Carolina, departing from Augusta, Georgia, and traveling to Columbia, the new South Carolina State Capital. His route traversed the lower part of Edgefield District. In his 1879 "History of Edgefield," John Chapman writes, "His route lay by the Pine House and the Ridge. At every place along the road where he could be seen, he was met by many citizens who were anxious to see and do honor to the great man."

As this route carried President Washington about five or six miles to the southeast of the M. place on Stephen's Creek, I am inclined to imagine that, well before the crack of dawn on Saturday, May 21st, 1791, the Evan M. family and their Carson neighbors loaded the women and children into a wagon, and with the menfolk on horseback, set out to catch their own glimpse of "the great man."

I visualize them ranked up alongside the road from Augusta to Pine House (with a good majority of their local neighbors): Evan and Olive, 28 year old Rachel, Oneas, Enos and Nancy with four year old Martin and babe-in-arms Lucy, Abiah and Nancy with two year old John Evan, Ozias, Olive, and six year old Eli.

NOTE: When Chapman writes that Washington's route "lay by the Pine House and the Ridge," I suspect that the Father of Our Country may have been traveling on what was known as the Ridge Road. As the crow flies from Augusta to Pine House, the M.‘s would have had to travel about five or six miles to reach the Ridge Road. But the road may not have followed the crow's flight. When Ozias sold off some of his land in 1810, it was described as being situated between Stephen's Creek and Ridge Road. Maybe they didn't even have to hitch up a wagon to go see George Washington.

In the years leading up to the writing of his Will in 1798, Evan was presented with at least eleven grandchildren: from Oneas - Frances "Fanny"; from Enos - Martin, Lucy, John, and David; from Abiah - John Evan, Mary "Polly", Olive, and Drury; from Ozias - Archibald; and from Olive - Moses Quarles. Three more, including my g-g grandfather Sterling, were born in the year 1799, and many more followed in the early decades of the 1800's.

This is the span of years that witnessed tragedy in the early death of son Oneas. As I mentioned in a prior section, Oneas' widow Rhoda (Pace) deeded Oneas' 100 acres to their infant daughter "Fanny" and delivered the deed over to her brother-in-law Abiah M., the child's legal guardian. And as you may recall, Abiah's wife Nancy (Pace) was Rhoda's sister.

A couple of years before this (Oct. 1793 to be specific) Abiah had purchased 244 acres from his father-in-law Drury Pace. With the assumed responsibility for "Fanny's" 100 acres, Abiah was suddenly farming 344 acres.

Which brings us to Evan M.'s Will, written "April the seventeenth Day in the year of Our Lord one Thousand Seven Hundred & Ninty eight." This Will is transcribed in the book "Edgefield County, South Carolina, Wills 1787-1836," (1991) by James E. and Vivian Wooley. The Wooley transcription varies from the original written text. They have made some editorial changes, omissions, and interpretations of Evan's intent. We do have a copy of the original hand written document which is also somewhat unclear as to Evan's intent. My interpretation of what Evan leaves each child is:
Rachel: a Negro Wench Named Nan, also one Negro garl Named Milley, to her & her Heirs after her Dissease, all My stock of cattle with all the House hold goods and furniture....by giving Rachal Fifty acres During her Life wheare the Dwilling House Now stands also one Negro Boy Named Kitt also one gray mare & colt, also one cow and yearling. [The second part may represent properties gifted to Rachel prior to the writing of the Will.]
Enos: Two Hundred acres of land wheare on he now Lives, also one Negro Wench Named Jean.
Abiah: one hundred acres of land, also a Negro Fellow Named Dick.
Ozias: one hundred acres of land, also Negro Fellow Named Will.
Eli: one hundred and fifty acres of land. [Eli is now thirteen.]
Fanny: (Oneas' daughter) Five pounds starling to be paid out of Ozias part when the sd child comes to Age.
...and... I also will that my several Hiers Jointly pays for Eli schooling one year.

At the time the Will was written, daughter Rachel was thirty-five and unmarried (and reportedly remained unmarried throughout her life). We have no information as to when Evan's wife Olive died, but judging by her absence from the Will, Evan apparently outlived her. This leads me to speculate that Rachel was the female "head" of Evan's household during his last years. He seems to have "set her up" well with due concern for her future.

According to the Wooley book, the Will was "Proved in open Court by the oath of Lud Brook Lee & Vincent Cox, October term 1799 & ordered to be recorded. Enos M. qualified as executor."


Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Part 5: My American Ancestors, a Thumbnail Sketch


Photo: Another of my favorites - distant cousins in the very early 1900's. Daughter on the critter, mother standing.

THE ELUSIVE ABERNATHYS
Based on the 1787 birth of g-g-g grandfather Enos M.'s first child, Martin M., I estimate that Enos married Nancy Abernathy ca 1786. Typical of our grandmothers all down the line (i.e., Olive Newsom, Nancy Abernathy, Margaret McDaniel, and Rachel Barnes), there is no hard evidence in hand to show their parentage. The following paragraphs represent my entirely unproveable speculation as to who our Abernathy ancestors were.

I consider it very nearly, nearly certain that our Abernathy g-g-g-g grandfather was James Abernathy, son of Elizabeth and William Abernathy who migrated from Pennsylvania to the South Carolina backcountry about 1756, "seeking homes and farms safe from the French and Indian menace of the northern frontier."

Why am I grasping at this unproveable straw? Probably because circumstantial evidence may be all we will ever find: [1] There are only two Abernathys listed in the 1779 Old 96th District census, James and John; [2] They are roughly of the same generation as Evan M., therefore their children would be of an inter-marrying age; [3] They lived in the same general Saluda River area as the Carsons, who later became Evan M.'s neighbors; [4] At least part of their livelihood seems to have been derived from hauling freight, so they were probably well traveled in the District and acquainted with many of the settlers between the Saluda River and Augusta on the Savannah River; [5] The children [and their respective spouses] of John Abernathy are identified and they do NOT account for Nancy, who married Enos M., nor the unidentified male Abernathy who married the Carson girl next door; [6] Census and Deed Book records show that James Abernathy WAS married (wife's name was Jane) and that they DID have children; [7] There is no one else in the old 96th District (which contained, but was larger than, the later Edgefield District) who could have been Nancy's father....no one of record; [8] These early Abernathy names were William, Elizabeth, James, and John....not male names common to the Morgan family at that time. The children of Enos and Nancy M. were named John (second son), Elizabeth (third daughter), and James or William James (fifth son).

Pretty wobbly, but that's my story and I'm sticking to it....tentatively. Someday someone somewhere may stumble over evidence to prove it true...or false. Just in case it turns out to be true, here's a brief bio of this "most likely granddad".

William and Elizabeth Abernathy (with children James, Isabel, and John) migrated from PA to SC circa 1756 (which is the year John was born). William appears to have deceased by the early 1760's, when Elizabeth was paid 40 pounds for wagon hire [Payment for Services to Frontier Forts: Brooks or Rawls Fort - Bush River]. Sometime circa 1763, Elizabeth remarried to a Michael Hunt -- who did not survive her. She died in 1797 in Newberry County, SC (adjoining Edgefield County).

"According to Mrs. Amos G. Draper, Genealogical Editor, American Monthly Magazine, Vol. 42, James Abernathy was in Pickens Brigade. Records of payments to him for Duty may be found in Vol. I, Accounts Audited of Revolutionary Claims against South Carolina as follows: Oct. 10, 1783, a receipt for Thirty One Pounds Currency for "Duty per Col. Anderson's Return". Signed by James Abernathy, witnessed by John Blalock who made oath he saw Abernathy sign the above writing, sworn July 12, 1785. June 14, 1785, "Mr. James Abernathy, his acco't of Militia Duty as private since the Reduction of Charleston amo'ts to Curr'y 39 pounds. Five pounds 8 shillings & 6 pence, 3 farthings Sterling issued the 14th of June 1785, for duty done in the militia." James Abernathy remained in Newberry County after the Revolution and is found in the 1790 Census, at which time he had one son and three females [presumably 2 daughters and 1 wife]. In 1800 he was living in Laurens County, adjoining Newberry County, with his wife and one daughter. We have no further record of James Abernathy."

"Roster of SC Patriots in the American Revolution, by Bobby Gilmer Moss, 1983: Abernathy, James. He served under Col. Anderson and General Pickens and is listed in Marion's Brigade. A.A.6;S337."

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