Transcribed by Timothy R.
Meador, Jr.
December 20, 1951
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By J. S. Jenkins
In your
published report on “Some Old Papers,” you mention the name of one Coons, who,
you state, shouldered and carried a seven-bushel barrel of salt, at a certain
store. I knew the said Dick Coons from the time I was seven years old till his
death. He was born in 1820 and died in March, 1908, being 88 years old. He was
the grandfather of the late Squire Walter Gregory, who died a few months ago.
On several
occasions he have the following account of the “Salt incident,” in his own
words: “Me and my son, Don, was at William (Bill) Kennedy’s store one Saturday
evening on Defeated Creek. There was several seven-bushel barrels of salt on
the store porch, and there were several customers there. Mr. Kennedy said he
would give a barrel of salt to the one who would shoulder the barrel of salt
and ‘tote’ it home on his shoulder. I said, ‘You are traded with,’ and took the
barrel of salt on my shoulder and carried it without taking it off my shoulder.
My son, Don, was a witness to same.”
“Uncle Dick,”
as he was called, was a man of great strength in his day and time. He was known
to take two and a half bushels of corn on his shoulder and carry it to the mill
two or three miles away, without taking it from his shoulder on the entire trip
to the place of the grinding of the grain.
He was known
as a great “rail splitter,” equal perhaps to Abe Lincoln. He said he knew
Jennings’ Creek when he could jump across it in the widest place, even at high
tide. He said he knew the bottom lands of Jennings’ Creek when they were
covered with wild cane. I have seen a number of rails he made from walnut logs
when he was a young man. In January, 1886 there fell a snow about 15 inches
deep. When that snow was on the ground, “Uncle Dick” carried about 18 axe
handles on his shoulder to Bill Kennedy’s Store and sold them for 15 cents
each, buying groceries and carrying them home, a distance of about 12 miles
without resting, and waded the creek and smaller streams as he came to them. He
was then 66 years old.
Mr. Gregory,
you may print this in the Times, if you desire.
Yours
truly,
J.
S. Jenkins
(Editor’s
note. We are glad to have this information about a most remarkable man. We
never knew the man referred to personally, but part of the children of Dick
Coons were known to him. One of them was the wife of our great-uncle, Ambrose
Gregory, who resided just over the hill from where Cal was born. This woman was
Lucinda Coons Gregory, the second wife of Ambrose Gregory. He was a soldier of
the Mexican War, and his widow was left with a large family of children to rear.
But she was fully equal to the task, laboring in the fields and doing as much
washing as any woman we knew. Our mother said many years ago, “Lucinda has
washed enough clothes to make a string that would reach to New Orleans.” We
recall that she was possessed of great strength being able to walk to Dixon
Springs, about four miles away, carry on the return trip a 24 pound sack of
flour, other groceries and a load of 50 to 60 pounds in all, and would stand
for perhaps half an hour and talk to neighbors along the road, still bearing
all the load on her shoulders. She died just a few years ago at the age of 88.
She it was who placed the first clothing on Cal’s body on the morning of
Wednesday, July 8, 1891. We mentioned this in our funeral service for this good
woman, who cared for [her] own large family, who worked as no other woman we
have ever known, and yet was as cheerful as the day was long. Truly she was one
of the greatest characters we ever knew. She was part Indian and showed as
great endurance as did her father before her.
She had a
brother that we knew well, Uncle Bill Coons, who died at Pleasant Shade about
25 years ago.
Daniel
Sullivan, referred to in the Times, issue of December 6th, was my
great-grandfather. He was also the great-grandfather of Jim Sullivan, Dona
Sullivan, Nelle Howser and Ella Hargis. He was the great-great-grandfather of
Price Morrison, He lived on what is now the farm of Dewey Ford, just west of
the Gap of the Ridge. His cabin was not far from where Enloe Jones now lives,
farther west and farther away from the road; and, of course, near a spring. His
son, James Sullivan, who was my grandfather, lived about the site of the
present Dewey Ford home, but probably a little further back. You will notice
that this section is on “the Ridge between Long Creek and Goose Creek,” as
reference was made.
Henry Rhodes
was the father of my uncle-in-law, Jarvis Rhodes, who married my mother’s
sister, Jane Sullivan. Henry lived back of Price Morrison’s farm, and near a
spring.
The William C.
Hanes, mentioned in the same issue of the paper, I think, was not the uncle of
Mrs. J. A. Rose, but must have been her great-uncle, a brother to her
grand-father, Claiborne. She had an uncle Willie, who was always called
“Willie.” He was killed by lightning not earlier than the 80’s, and I think the
late 80’s. Readers will note that William C. Hanes was a mature man in 1836.
Willie Hanes belonged to the generation of people who were born in the 30’s and
40’s, He was not even approaching old age when he was killed by lightning. Jim
Sullivan remembers him quite well. He was postmaster at Alton Hill, and it is
likely that Jim Rose succeeded him. Jim Rose married about the middle 80’s.
The date made
me take notice, although I am sure that Anise (Rose) never gave that a thought.
There are
several other Hanes people of the same family around Alton Hill, the Gap and
vicinity who are recorded in my mind, being able to recall them largely through
stories from my parents. I pictured them, even their farms, homes and faces.
The pictures stay with me, and many things, such as the article in the paper,
cause them to revive.
William C., I
believe, was Willie’s uncle, which does not matter to us; but, anyway, notice
and compare dates.
Elijah Adams
was probably a relative of Wilson Adams, who lived near the Gap of the Ridge on
the Long Creek side. I have a cherry chest of drawers that Wilson Adams made.
My father, in his young married days, bought it either form Adams or at the
sale of Wilson Adams’ property after his death. Other facts that can be
enumerated point to the fact that William C. Hanes was not Willie. Indeed, I
never saw either of them, not even my grandparents.
Nelle
Simmons
(Editors
note. We are glad to have this article from Miss Simmons and invite her to
write again and give us other information about the early families of the Gap
of the Ridge section.)