ANDERSON COUNTY NEWS
March 9, 1929
“Century Ago”
W. J. Smith
On March 1, 1820, my father W B Smith and his brother Tom left Haywood, NC afoot for Anderson County following the Indian trail across the mountains crossed the river at Knoxville. Anderson and Knox composed one county. A man named Walker lived near the market house.
They crossed Clinch river at Clinton, crossed Walden Ridge and the Indian trail at Hoskins farm into Frost Bottom. Only a few people lived in Frost Bottom at the time. Then Mecoley Frost the first white settler lived there and the Duncans and Browns. Isaac Duncan, my mother’s uncle went to Waynesville, NC, and married my father’s sister and brought her to Frost Bottom. They made the trip in three days, walking and carrying food on their back and camping on the ground at night.
There were a few Indians here when my father arrived, some at Indian camp and some at Ligas’ Creek. It was hard to locate the Indian towns, as the Daniel Boone route did not go through the Indian towns.
Sol Rhea told my father he traveled with Daniel Boone through Tennessee and that there was an Indian town located at Knoxville and one at the head of Ligas’ Creek. A large number of Indian graves were to be seen at both places. Rhea said they came down through upper East Tennessee, crossed the river above Clinton, waded the river at Moore’s ferry and came down by way of Marlow. Stopped to rest at foot of Walden’s ridge, at Duncan Springs. Boone sat down on a log to mend his moccosins. Rhea went back to North Carolina and returned in twelve months, where he found Boone in the same locality.
ANDERSON COUNTY NEWS
March 16, 1929
“Century Ago”
W. J. Smith
Just above the W O Duncan’s residence we left Daniel Boone sitting on a log. There was an Indian town at Knoxville. Boone and Rhea came from the upper end of Tennessee, that was his route, by him killing a bear and cutting his name on a tree. Sol Rhea said when he came back Boone was sitting on the same log. There was a squad of Indians settled on middle creek, part of the breast-works are standing there today. There was a man killed there last Saturday night.
Rhea didnt know the route he took from the foot of Walden ridge, but proof shows he went up Cumberland mountain toward what is now Petros. Tom Smith and Ed Duggins went the same route several years ago. They got lost and sat down on a rock to rest. There they saw Boone’s name and the date cut on a rock. I dont see how they escaped the Indians. It took brave men to travel through the desert then as did Dan Boone, Sol Rhea and David Crockett.
Rhea said he and a few other men were traveling through this country. They crossed Walden Ridge at Geo Hoskins’ place went down by J K Patterson’s. They camped at a spring, where my grandfather settled, the second house that was built in Frost Bottom. The spring house he built is still standing, and apple tree that still bears fruit that was set out by the Duncan’s. There is signs of bullets on a apple tree that was shot at W R Duncan by the rebels during the civil war.
We will get back to Rhea camping at the spring. The woods were full of wild beasts and Indians. They put out pickets and Sol was one of them. He stood there all night not knowing but what an Indian’s spike from a bow would hit him. Just before day he heard a brush; crack he fired his gun, that aroused the men, who came with their guns. They lit a torch and went to the spot and found a deer he had killed. There was no houses in Frost Bottom then.
Oh what a change, the old generation is all gone, Frost Bottom is now a graveyard. My mother’s aunt was the first white grave dug in Frost Bottom, she got drowned near the Baptist church. Meceloy Frost’s little girl was buried at Crossville several miles apart, but Jesus said they would sound a trumpet and the dead would meet at one place, the sheep on the right and the goats on the left. The way things are today the right side will be scattering. You have to live a blameless life pure and holy like God. I heard a man say you cant do that and he was a preacher. What will God do with a double-minded preacher or man. The pure in heart shall see God, godly sorrow leading to repentence, not sorrow because you are overtaken in fault and cast in prison, but because you have offended God. Just say here I am Lord, take me.
ANDERSON COUNTY NEWS
June 15, 1929
“Long Time Ago”
W. J. Smith
Long ago, when our American land was fertile, large oaks, poplars, and other timber covered the creek bottoms. The Red man, with his bow and arrows wandered up and down Poplar Creed, and across the Cumberland mountains in safety. Little did they think that Ben Duncan, Moses Brown, and Billy Brummette would venture to leave their homes in Scotland and buck up against the savages in this country. But they were brave soldiers. They walked into a frail ship that rode the foaming water for weeks.
At last they landed, and stepped on American soil, in what became North Carolina. They stuck to each other, for they were kindred.
“We had better have stayed at home,” one of them said.
“Why so?”, asked another. “We are here; let’s go up and see what that means.”
“It means war. The English people are under a king; so were we. That drum says “freedom”. Dont get weak. Let’s stnad up straight and fight.” So they went to the sound of the drum.
That was a long time ago. They went to General Washington and told him that they wanted to fight for freedom, and they wanted to stay together. The three men fought through the war together. After the war, they each married in North Carolina. They went from there to Kentucky, where they died. Their progeny came to Anderson county. The Browns and Duncans settled in Frost Bottom and Powell’s Valley. The Brummetts settled in the Valley and near Clinton. They intermarried, and there has not been a war since then but that several of them were in it. They still stick together where any of the family is concerned. They are fearless, and are veterans of many wars.
ANDERSON COUNTY NEWS
Sept 7, 1929
“A Family Reunion”
W. J. Smith
Last Sunday morning I and my son, John, and his children, Anna, Edith and Freddie, and Jas. Foster, started to the Wallace reunion, to be held at the home of Lee Wallace, Knox County. We went by the way of Robertsville, Solway, and Zion, and very early we reached the home of Mr Wallace. The first one I met was a Wallace. I shook hands all day, and asked:”Who are you?” “My name is Wallace”, they would say. Men and women, all day long would answer my question, “My name is Wallace.”
I said to myself, Where did you all come from? It reminded me of beads strung on a string, all of the same color. A reunion, I thought, is a reminder for us to stay together, in heart and in mind, just like a string of beads. As long as you keep a strong string your beads are together; when the string is broken the beads scatter, and know no more of each other.
As I said, keep a strong string, bring the beads together once year. But one of our beads is gone, the string is broken. JKP Wallace has gone to a better land, he will find some of the Wallace kindred over there. He went to a reunion over there that will never break up. He will look back and say, “Keep up the reunions.” And who knows but what he was with us last Sunday?
The Wallaces were among the first settlers of this country. My father came here in 1830, and the Wallace family was here then. I remember Col Bill Wallace over 70 years ago. He died up about Andersonville in 1873. He was a great friend to my father, Wm Smith.
At the reunion last Sunday a table near 100 feet long was set with god things to eat, and everybody was happy. After dinner they assembled in front of Mr Wallace’s house and had a few talks, and a day was set for the next meeting. It was decided to hold the next reunion at Lenoir City, on the last Sunday in August, 1930.
After we started for home I began to look about and study how people would accumulate. I bagan to think how numerous the Wallaces are in Anderson county. It made me think of Abraham’s seed of old. Twenty-one of my family have Wallace blood. They are mixed with the Foster family, the Duncans, Wades, Cardens, and others. The Bible says how good and lovely it is for brothers and or kindred to dwell together in unity. And, although the Wallaces have lost one of their family, they should honor the name on and on.
ANDERSON COUNTY NEWS
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In the 1920′s, Jasper Smith wrote articles for the Anderson County newspaper about the different areas of the county. They are being shared with you because of the genealogy that was written in some of the articles.