Hugh Dingess grave (2014)
28 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in Cemeteries, Lincoln County Feud
28 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in Cemeteries, Lincoln County Feud
28 Tuesday Jul 2015
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Cemeteries, Lincoln County Feud, Shively
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Betty Dingess, Bill Brewster, Bill's Branch, Blaine Dingess, Bruce Dingess, cemeteries, Cleo Dingess, Delphia Dingess, Don Braudis Dingess, Donna Jean Dingess, Fisher Dingess, genealogy, Harts Creek, Henry Dingess, history, Hugh Dingess, Hugh Dingess Family Cemetery, Hugh Dingess Hollow, John Dingess, John M. Slone, Logan County, Martha Dingess, Mary Dingess, Mathew Dingess, Matilda Dingess, Millard Dingess, Pauline Dingess, Sally Dingess, Smokehouse Fork, Viola Dingess, Wallace Dingess, West Virginia
The Hugh Dingess Family Cemetery, which I visited on 24 August 2014, is located on Smokehouse Fork of Harts Creek in Logan County, WV. Driving up Smokehouse Road from the old Shively Post Office, it is located to the right of the road just past Hugh Dingess Hollow (or Bill’s Branch, as the stream is sometimes called). I updated this cemetery list on 3 August 2015.
Row 1
rock headstone and footstone
Fisher Dingess — tin marker; born about 1917; s/o Willis and Bertha (Adkins) Dingess
Viola Dingess — tin marker; born 23 August 1919; d/o Willis and Bertha (Adkins) Dingess; died 23 July 1921
Cleo Dingess — tin marker
Viola Dingess (15 April 1860-12 October 1896); d/o Harvey S. and Patsy Ann (Adams) Dingess; m. Hugh Dingess
Hugh Dingess (01 June 1858-23 May 1916); s/o Henderson and Sarah (Adams) Dingess
rock headstone
rock headstone and footstone (baby)
rock headstone and footstone
B. BRU — This is Bill Brewster; born 10 April 1854; s/o James and L. (Holbrook) Brewster; m. Nancy Cline (sister to Matilda Cline); died 24 July 1921
Row 2
Harry Dingess (12 April 1930-1940)
(small gap between graves)
rock headstone and footstone
square rock headstone and small rock footstone
Mathew Dingess — tin marker
(hump)
rock headstone and footstone, both fell over (baby)
rock headstone fell over with footstone?
little rock headstone located out of sync with Row 2 just below the footstones for the graves of Don and Bruce Dingess in Row 3
Row 3
rock headstone laying with small rock beside of it protruding upward
tiny rock headstone protruding upward, large rock footstone
rock headstone
square rock headstone laying on ground
(hump)
smashed rock headstone, thick square footstone
little rock headstone
Don Braudis Dingess (28 September 1913-18 April 1948); s/o Charles Everett and Bessie (Cline) Dingess
Bruce Dingess — tin marker; born 26 July 1900; s/o Hugh and Matilda (Cline) Dingess; died 06 February 1940
Delphia Dingess (03 May 1903-16 July 1971); d/o Charles and Minerva (Vance) Hager; m. Charles Evert Dingess
Row 4
Sally Dingess (01 January 1898-16 August 1986); d/o Harvey and Flora Belle (Farley) Dingess; m. Millard Dingess
Millard Dingess (30 September 1892-10 December 1956); s/o Hugh and Viola (Dingess) Dingess
(gap between graves)
Wallace Dingess (December 1886-September 1944); s/o Hugh and Viola (Dingess) Dingess
Betty Dingess (1894-1938); d/o David and Nancy Ann (Cabell) Farmer; m. Wallace Dingess
Henry Dingess (24 June 1928-06 November 1966); s/o Wallace and Betty (Farmer) Dingess; WV PFC INFANTRY
Row 5
“T.D.” on rock footstone behind Wallace Dingess — this is Terry Dingess, s/o Dave and Dorothy (Farley) Dingess
(gap in graves)
John Dingess (19 January 1900-29 October 1955)
Blaine Dingess (1906-1955); s/o Hugh and Matilda (Cline) Dingess
Matilda Dingess (17 October 1878-03 July 1962); d/o James and Pricie (Roberts) Cline; m1. ?; m2. Hugh Dingess; m3. Charles Hager
Row 6
Mary Dingess (1932-2005)
Donna Jean Dingess (22 July 1937-31 July 1975)
tin marker — name and date gone
Row 7
John M. Slone (11 October 1982-11 October 1982)
Martha Dingess (08 July 1923-17 January 1998); d/o Millard and Sally (Dingess) Dingess
Pauline Dingess (17 May 1921-07 April 2003); d/o Millard and Sally (Dingess) Dingess; m. Charles Edward Dingess
Others Reportedly Buried Here:
Thelma Dingess (August 1924-22 August 1927); d/o Millard and Sally (Dingess) Dingess
Janett Dingess (1930-16 August 1934); d/o Charles Everett and Delphia (Hager) Dingess
Harvey Dingess (13 April 1930-24 June 1941); s/o Millard and Sally (Dingess) Dingess
12 Sunday Jul 2015
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Harts, Warren
09 Monday Mar 2015
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Lincoln County Feud, Timber
05 Thursday Mar 2015
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Civil War, Lincoln County Feud, Shively, Warren
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Appalachia, genealogy, Harts Creek, Henderson Dingess, history, Lincoln County Feud, Logan County, photos, Smokehouse Fork, U.S. South, West Virginia

Henderson Dingess, resident of Smokehouse Fork of Harts Creek, Logan County, WV. Photo courtesy of Lily Ray.
31 Saturday Jan 2015
Posted in Big Harts Creek
15 Thursday Jan 2015
Posted in Big Creek, Big Harts Creek, Chapmanville, Halcyon, Spottswood, Timber, Warren, Whirlwind
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Alfred Cabell, Alifair Adams, Almeda Mullins, Andrew J. Fowler, Anthony Adams, Appalachia, Barker School, Betsy Fowler, Big Creek, Bruce McDonald, Buck Fork, Burl Farley, Chapmanville, Chapmanville District, Crawley Creek, David C. Dingess, David Kinser, Dorcas Barker, E.C. Duty, education, Etta Robertson, F.D. Young Tie and Lumber Company, Fowlers Branch, Garland B. Conley, genealogy, Green Farley, Harriet Duty, Harriet Thompson, Harts Creek, Harvey Thompson, history, Hugh Dingess, Huntington, J.E. Peck, J.T. Ferrell, James I. Dingess, James Lowe, Jane Ferrell, Jennie Dingess, Joe Phipps, John G. Butcher, Lane School, Logan County, Louisa Butcher, Lucinda Lucas, M.D. Stone, M.J. Stone, Marsh Fork, Martha J. Dingess, Mary Ann Farley, Mary Peck, North Fork, North Fork School, Peter Dingess, Polly Conley, Robert L. Barker, Robert Mullins, Rocky Branch, Rocky School, S.B. Robertson, Smokehouse Fork, Sophia Kinser, Striker, Theophilus Fowler, Three Forks, Tim's Fork, Trace Fork, U.S. South, West Fork, West Virginia, William Barker
In 1908, A.J. Fowler, James Lowe, and Alfred Cabell, members of the Chapmanville District board of education, recorded deeds for district school property at the Logan County (WV) Clerk’s Office. Most of the deeds had been previously destroyed in a house fire. At the time of their destruction, 1897, Joe Phipps was secretary of the district board of education. Given below is the date of transfer, the grantor’s name, the location of the property, and the amount of money paid by the board to the grantor.
October 3, 1896: Louisa Butcher, 1/2 acre on Crawley Creek, near Striker, $25
August 4, 1897: Betsy Fowler, widow of Theophilus Fowler, et al, 1/4 acre Fowler’s Branch in Chapmanville, $50
August 10, 1897: Jennie Dingess, widow of Peter Dingess, and David C. Dingess, 1/2 acre Tim’s Fork, $0
August 10, 1897: James I. Dingess and Martha J. Dingess, “Rocky School,” 1/2 acre mouth Rocky Branch, $30
August 10, 1897: Harvey and Harriet Thompson, 1/2 acre, East Fork, $15
August 10, 1897: Lucinda Lucas, main Harts Creek, $8
August 10, 1897: Jane Ferrell, widow of J.T. Ferrell, et al, Lane School, $15
August 10, 1897: Hugh Dingess, Smoke House Fork, $15
August 10, 1897: Louisa Butcher, widow of John G. Butcher, 1/2 acre Crawley, Striker, $20
August 10, 1897: Anthony and Alafair Adams, mouth of Buck Fork, $0
August 10, 1897: E.C. and Harriett Duty, 1/2 acre North Fork, “North Fork School,” $15
August 10, 1897: Robert L. Barker and Dorcas Barker, widow of William, Big Creek, “Barker School,” $15
August 10, 1897: J.E. and Mary Peck (originally from Green Farley), Three Forks of Crawley, $10
August 17, 1897: Polly Conley, widow of Garland B. Conley, et al, Smoke House, $8
August 18, 1897: Sophia and David Kinser, Trace Fork, $0
August 24, 1897: Mary Ann and Burwell Farley, Smoke House Fork, $15
February 7, 1902: Robert and Almeda Mullins, main Harts Creek, $10
January 2, 1904: F.D. Young Tie & Lumber Company of Huntington, 1/2 acre Marsh Fork Branch of West Fork, $10
December 2, 1905: M.D. and M.J. Stone, 425/1000 acre, $25
July 21, 1908: S.B. and Etta Robertson and Bruce McDonald, Lot 64 in Chapmanville, $125
11 Thursday Dec 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Culture of Honor, Shively
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Appalachia, Cecil Brumfield, genealogy, Harriet Brumfield, Harts Creek, history, John Brumfield, Logan County, photos, Smokehouse Fork, West Virginia

Cecil Brumfield, son of John and Harriet (Dingess) Brumfield, resident of Smokehouse Fork of Harts Creek, Logan County, WV. Courtesy of Kathy Adams.
29 Friday Aug 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Lincoln County Feud
16 Saturday Aug 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Lincoln County Feud, Shively, Warren
11 Monday Aug 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Music, Shively, Women's History
31 Thursday Jul 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Ed Haley, Lincoln County Feud, Shively
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Alton Conley, Big Creek, blind, Blood in West Virginia, Brown's Run, Burl Farley, Charles Conley Jr., Charlie Conley, Clifford Belcher, Conley Branch, crime, Ed Belcher, Ed Haley, Ella Haley, fiddler, fiddling, Green McCoy, Green Shoal, Guyandotte River, Harts Creek, history, John Brumfield, Lincoln County Feud, Logan, Logan County, Milt Haley, Mona Haley, music, Robert Martin, Smokehouse Fork, Warfield, West Virginia, Wirt Adams, writing
From Clifton’s, we went to see Charlie Conley, Jr., a fiddler who lived on the Conley Branch of Smokehouse Fork of Harts Creek. Wirt Adams had mentioned his name to us the previous summer. We found Charlie sitting on his porch and quickly surrounded him with a fiddle, tape recorder, and camera.
When I told him about my interest in Ed Haley’s life, he said Ed played so easy it was “like a fox trotting through dry leaves.”
Charlie said Ed was a regular at Clifford Belcher’s tavern.
“Right there, that’s where we played at on the weekends,” he said. “He used to play there a lot, the old man Ed Haley did. Me and another boy, Alton Conley — he’s my brother-in-law, just a kid… I bought him a guitar and he learned how to play pretty good. He could second pretty good to me, but he couldn’t keep up with that old man. He knowed too many notes and everything for him. The old man realized he was just a kid.”
Charlie told us an interesting story about how Ed came to be blind.
“Milt and Burl Farley, they was drinking where Burl lived down at the mouth of Browns Run. And Ed was just a little baby — been born about a week. Old man Burl said to Milt, ‘Take him out here and baptize him in this creek. It’ll make him tough.’ And it was ice water. He just went out and put him in that creek and baptized the kid and the kid took the measles and he lost his eyes. That’s how come him to be blind.”
That was an interesting picture: Milt and Burl hanging out on Browns Run. We had never really thought about it, but there was a great chance that all the men connected up in the 1889 troubles knew each other pretty well and maybe even drank and played cards together on occasion. For all we knew, Milt may have worked timber for Farley.
Brandon asked Charlie if he knew what happened to Milt Haley.
“They said the Brumfields killed him,” Charlie said. “Him and his uncle was killed over at a place called Green Shoal over on the river somewhere around Big Creek. They were together when they got killed. That was way back. I never knew much about it.”
Obviously Green McCoy wasn’t Ed’s uncle, but I had to ask Charlie more about him.
“All I can tell you is he was old man Ed’s uncle,” he said. “They lived over there on the river, around Green Shoal.”
So Ed was raised on the river?
“No, he lived down here on the creek, right where that old man baptized him in that cold water at the mouth of Browns Run,” Charlie said. “That’s where he was born and raised at, the old man was.”
I guess Charlie meant that Green lived “over there on the river,” which was sorta true.
He didn’t know why Milt Haley was killed, but said, “Back then, you didn’t have much of a reason to kill a man. People’d get mad at you and they wouldn’t argue — they’d start shooting. Somebody’d die. I know the Conleys and the Brumfields had a run in over there on the river way back. Oh, it’s been, I guess, ninety year ago. Man, they had a shoot-out over there and right to this day they got grudges against the Conley people. I’ve had run-ins with them several times. I say, ‘Look man, this happened before my time. Why you wanna fool with me for?’ But they just had a grudge and they wouldn’t let go of it.”
When we asked Charlie about local fiddlers, he spoke firstly about Robert Martin.
“They said Robert was a wonderful fiddler,” he said. “I had a half-brother that used to play a guitar with him when he played the fiddle named Mason Conley. I used to play with his brothers over there on Trace and with Wirt and Joe Adams. Bernie Adams — he was my first cousin. They said Robert was a wonderful fiddler.”
What about Ed Belcher?
“Yeah, Ed was pretty good, but he couldn’t hold old man Ed Haley a light to fiddle by. Belcher was more of a classical fiddler. Now, he could make a piano talk, that old guy could. I knowed him a long time ago. I noticed he’d go up around old man Ed and every oncest in a while he’d call out a tune for him to play. Ed’d look around and say, ‘Is that you, Belcher?’ Said, ‘Yeah,’ and he’d set in a fiddling for him. Maybe he’d throw a half a dollar in his cup and walk on down the street.”
Brandon said to Charlie, “Ed Belcher lived up at Logan, didn’t he?” and Charlie blew us away with answer: “Well now, old man Ed Haley lived up there then at that time. They lived out there in an apartment somewhere. The little girl was about that high the last time I seen her.”
Well, that was the first I heard of Ed living in Logan — maybe it was during his separation from Ella, or maybe there was an earlier separation, when Mona was a little girl.
I asked about a tune called “Warfield” and Charlie said, “That ‘Warfield’ is out of my vocabulary, buddy. I’ve done forgot them old tunes, now.”
17 Thursday Jul 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Culture of Honor, Ed Haley, Lincoln County Feud
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Al Brumfield, banjo, Billy Adkins, blind, Bob Bryant, Brandon Kirk, Burl Farley, Charley Brumfield, Ed Haley, Fed Adkins, fiddlers, French Bryant, Green McCoy, Harve "Short Harve" Dingess, history, Hollene Brumfield, Hugh Dingess, John Hartford, Kentucky, Lincoln County Feud, Martin County, measles, Milt Haley, music, Nashville, Piney, Smokehouse Fork, Tom Holzen, West Fork, Wolf Creek, writing
Brandon and I also called Bob Bryant, a son of the infamous French Bryant, who lived with his son at the mouth of Piney Creek on West Fork. Billy Adkins had encouraged us to call Bob, saying that he would probably tell us what he knew of the Haley-McCoy murders. When we called Bob, his son said we were welcome to talk with his dad, although he warned us that his memory wasn’t very good.
Bob said he was born on Piney in 1911.
When I asked him about French Bryant he said he knew very little about him because his dad “was pretty old” when he was born. He said he did remember his father talking “some” about the Haley-McCoy affair.
“Milt and Green were pretty rough fellers who got in a lot of trouble all the time,” Bob said. “They were bad to drink. Milt Haley and Green McCoy was fiddlers — I think so. Maybe they was. Yeah, I almost know they was. One of them picked the banjo, I believe, but I don’t know for sure.”
Bob said Hugh Dingess, who was “kind of an outlaw,” organized a posse to fetch Milt and Green after they shot Al and Hollena Brumfield. They found them over around Wolf Creek in Martin County, Kentucky.
“Them Dingesses up there killed them,” Bob said. “It didn’t take much to get them to shoot you back then. People’d shoot you just to be a doing something.”
I asked Bob if he ever heard anything about who took part in what he kept calling “the shooting” and he said, “Hugh Dingess and four or five more.”
He paused, then said, “A few of them I wouldn’t want to tell you.”
We were just waiting for him to say his father’s name when he said, “Short Harve Dingess was pretty rough. Seems like he was in that bunch some way.”
Some of the others were: Al Brumfield, Charley Brumfield, Fed Adkins, and Burl Farley.
Bob never identified his father as a member of the mob but mentioned that his father was a friend to the Dingesses on Smokekouse.
He said he remembered seeing Ed play at the schoolhouse above the mouth of Piney when he was nineteen years old.
“He was a real fiddler,” Bob said.
In subsequent weeks, Brandon and I went through most of our information — processing it, sorting it, discussing it. We thought more about the story of Milt causing Ed’s blindness by dipping him in ice water and wondered how anyone would have ever equated those as cause-effect events. I got on the phone with Dr. Tom Holzen, a doctor-friend of mine in Nashville, who said Milt’s dipping of Ed in ice water, while a little crude, was actually the right kind of thing to do in that it would have lowered his fever. Based on that, Milt seems to have been a caring father trying to save Ed’s life or ease his suffering. Was it the act of a desperate man who had already lost other children to disease?
16 Wednesday Jul 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Big Ugly Creek
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Abijah Workman, Abner Vance, Arnold Perry, Big Ugly Creek, Buck Fork, Burbus Toney, Charles Spurlock, Edmund Toney, Elias Adkins, genealogy, George Spears, Green Shoal, Guy Dingess, Guyandotte River, Harts Creek, Harvey Elkins, Henderson Branch, Henry Conley, history, Hoover Fork, Isaac Adkins, Jacob Stollings, James White Jr., John Fry, John Gore, John H. Brumfield, John Rowe, John Workman, Joseph Adams, Joseph Fry, Joshua Butcher, Kiahs Creek, Levi Collins, Lorenzo Dow Hill, Marsh Fork, Mekin Vance, Moses Brown, Moses Workman, Obediah Workman, Patton Thompson, Peter Dingess, Peter Mullins, Price Lucas, Ralph Lucas, Richard Elkins, Richard Vance, Robert Hensley, Rockhouse Fork, Samuel Lambert, Smokehouse Fork, Squire Toney, Trace Fork, William Dalton, William Wirt Brumfield
Listed below are land grants and early deeds citing the Harts Creek and Big Ugly Creek areas of what was then Logan and Cabell counties, Virginia. The list will be updated and improved periodically.
1812 Squire Toney 100 acres 1 1/2 poles from A.W. grave
1813 Jacob Stollings 185 acres Harts Creek, mouth
1814 Henry Conley N/A Hearts Creek
1815 George Spears 300 acres Guyan River at upper end of William Brumfield’s line
1817 Edmund Toney 40 acres Guyan River near Harts Creek
1819 William Brumfield 75 acres Below Big Ugly on Guyan River
1819 William Brumfield 75 acres Waters Guyandotte
1821 Charles Spurlock N/A mouth of Harts Creek
1824 Jacob Stollings 50 acres N/A
1824 Peter Dingess 170 acres Harts Creek
1827 John Goare N/A Marsh Fork
1828 Elias Adkins N/A Waters Guyandotte
1828 Richard Elkins 18 acres Harts Creek
1828 John Fry N/A Green Shoal Creek
1833 Isaac & Elias Adkins N/A Mouth of Harts Creek from Richard Elkins
1834 Henry Conley N/A Harts Creek
1834 Abner Vance, Jr. N/A Harts Creek
1834 Richard Vance N/A Smokehouse
1835 Isaac Adkins N/A Waters Guyandotte
1835 Moses Brown N/A Guyandotte River
1835 John H. Brumfield N/A Waters Guyandotte
1836 Harvey Elkins N/A Harts Creek
1836 Richard Elkins N/A Harts Creek
1836 Squire Toney N/A Ugly Creek
1837 Richard Vance 25 acres Trace Fork
1838 Joseph Adams 100 acres Mouth Rockhouse Fork from Guy Dingess
1838 John H. Brumfield 255 acres Big Ugly Creek
1838 Ralph Lucas N/A Ugly Creek, Green Shoal
1838 John Rowe 38 acres Ugly Creek
1841 Joseph Adams 30 acres Buck Fork
1841 Moses & John Workman N/A Harts Creek
1842 Joseph Adams N/A Harts Creek
1842 Robert Hensley N/A Smokehouse
1842 Lorenzo Dow Hill N/A Buck Fork of Harts Creek
1842 Peter Mullins 25 acres Harts Creek, from Abijah Workman and Mekin Vance
1842 Burbus Toney N/A Limestone
1843 Joshua Butcher N/A Smokehouse
1843 Price Lucas N/A Harts Creek
1843 James White, Jr. N/A Rockhouse?
1844 Joseph Adams N/A Four Tracts, Harts Creek and Buck Fork
1844 Peter Mullins 50 acres First lower branch of Trace Fork
1844 Meken Vance N/A Harts Creek
1846 John Workman N/A Hoover Fork
1847 William Dalton N/A 2 Tracts, Harts Creek, Kiahs Fork
1847 Samuel Lambert N/A Marsh Fork
1847 Arnold Perry N/A Hoover’s Fork
1847 Obediah Workman N/A Henderson’s Branch
1848 Joseph Fry N/A Ugly Creek
1849 John H. Brumfield N/A Ugly Creek
1849 Levi Collins N/A Ugly Creek
1849 Peter Mullins N/A Harts Creek
1849 Patten Thompson N/A Marsh Fork
14 Monday Jul 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Lincoln County Feud, Shively, Spottswood, Warren
11 Friday Jul 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Culture of Honor, Ed Haley, Lincoln County Feud, Warren
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Al Brumfield, Albert Dingess, Anthony Adams, Ben Adams, Bill Brumfield, Bill's Branch, Billy Adkins, blind, Blood in West Virginia, Boardtree Bottom, Brandon Kirk, Buck Fork, Burl Farley, Carolyn Johnnie Farley, Cecil Brumfield, Charley Brumfield, Charlie Dingess, crime, Ed Haley, Fed Adkins, fiddling, French Bryant, George Fry, Green McCoy, Green Shoal, Hamlin, Harts Creek, Harve "Short Harve" Dingess, Hell Up Coal Hollow, Henderson Dingess, history, Hugh Dingess, John Brumfield, John Dingess, Kentucky, life, Lincoln County Feud, Low Gap, Milt Haley, murder, Paris Brumfield, Polly Bryant, Smokehouse Fork, Sycamore Bottom, Tom Maggard, Trace Fork, Vilas Adams, West Fork, West Virginia, Will Adkins, Williamson, writing
Al rounded up a gang of men to accompany him on his ride to fetch the prisoners in Williamson. Albert and Charlie Dingess were ringleaders of the posse, which included “Short Harve” Dingess, Hugh Dingess, John Dingess, Burl Farley, French Bryant, John Brumfield, and Charley Brumfield. Perhaps the most notorious member of the gang was French Bryant – “a bad man” who “did a lot of dirty work for the Dingesses.” On the way back from Kentucky, he tied Milt and Green by the arms and “drove them like a pair of mules on a plow line.”
“French Bryant run and drove them like a pair of horses ahead of these guys on the horses,” John said. “That’s quite a ways to let them walk. Old French, he married a Dingess. I knew old French Bryant. When he died, he was a long time dying and they said that he hollered for two or three days, ‘Get the ropes off me!’ I guess that come back to him.”
When the gang reached the headwaters of Trace Fork — what John called “Adams territory” — they sent a rider out ahead in the darkness to make sure it was safe to travel through that vicinity.
Waiting on the Brumfield posse was a mob of about 100 men hiding behind trees at Sycamore Bottom, just below the mouth of Trace Fork. This mob was led by Ben and Anthony Adams and was primarily made up of family members or people who worked timber for the Adamses, like Tom Maggard (“Ben’s right hand man”).
As the Brumfield rider approached their location, they began to click their Winchester rifles — making them “crack like firewood.” Hearing this, the rider turned back up Trace Fork, where he met the Brumfields and Dingesses at Boardtree Bottom and warned them about the danger at the mouth of Trace. They detoured safely up Buck Fork, then stopped at Hugh Dingess’ on Smokehouse where they remained for two or three days, not really sure of what to do with their prisoners. They made a “fortress” at Hugh’s by gathering about 100 men around them, fully aware that Ben Adams might make another effort to recapture Milt and Green.
While at Hugh’s, they got drunk on some of the red whiskey and apple brandy made at nearby Henderson’s. They also held a “trial” to see if Milt and Green would admit their guilt. They took one of the men outside and made him listen through the cracks between the logs of the house as his partner confessed on the inside. About then, the guy outside got loose and ran toward Bill’s Branch but was grabbed by “Short Harve” Dingess as he tried to scurry over a fence.
After this confession, the Brumfields and Dingesses considered killing Milt and Green on the spot but “got scared the Adamses was gonna take them” and headed towards Green Shoal.
John didn’t know why they chose George Fry’s home but figured Mr. Fry was a trusted acquaintance. He said they “punished” them “quite a bit there” but also got one to play a fiddle.
“These people that killed them, they made them play their last tune,” John said. “One of them would play and one guy, I think, he never would play for them. I forgot which one, but they never could get one guy to do much. The other one’d do whatever they’d tell him to do. That’s just before they started shooting them. The tune that they played was ‘Hell Up Coal Hollow’. I don’t know what that tune is.”
After that, the mob “shot their brains out” and left them in the yard where the “chickens ate their brains.”
A neighbor took their bodies through Low Gap and buried them on West Fork.
John said there was a trial over Haley and McCoy’s murders, something we’d never heard before. Supposedly, about one hundred of the Brumfields and their friends rode horses to Hamlin and strutted into the courtroom where they sat down with guns on their laps. The judge threw the case out immediately because he knew they were fully prepared to “shoot up the place.”
This “quick trial,” of course, didn’t resolve the feud. Back on Harts Creek, Ben Adams often had to hide in the woods from the Dingesses. One time, Hugh and Charlie Dingess put kerosene-dowsed cornstalks on his porch and set them on fire, hoping to drive him out of his house where they could shoot him. When they realized he wasn’t home, they extinguished the fire because they didn’t want to harm his wife and children. Mrs. Adams didn’t live long after the feud. Ben eventually moved to Trace Fork where he lived the rest of his life. Charlie never spoke to him again.
John also said there seemed to have been a “curse” on the men who participated in the killing of Haley and McCoy. He said Albert Dingess’ “tongue dropped out,” Al Brumfield “was blind for years before he died,” and Charlie Dingess “died of lung cancer.” We had heard similar tales from Johnny Farley and Billy Adkins, who said mob members Burl Farley and Fed Adkins both had their faces eaten away by cancer. Vilas Adams told us about one of the vigilantes drowning (Will Adkins), while we also knew about the murders of Paris Brumfield, John Brumfield, Charley Brumfield, and Bill Brumfield.
Just before hanging up with John, Brandon asked if he remembered Ed Haley. John said he used to see him during his younger days on Harts Creek.
“When he was a baby, old Milt wanted to make him tough and he’d take him every morning to a cold spring and bath him,” he said. “I guess he got a cold and couldn’t open his eyes. Something grew over his eyes so Milt took a razor and cut it off. Milt said that he could take that off so he got to fooling with it with a razor and put him blind.”
John said Ed made peace with a lot of the men who’d participated in his father’s killing and was particularly good friends with Cecil Brumfield, a grandson of Paris.
10 Thursday Jul 2014
Posted in Big Harts Creek, Culture of Honor, Lincoln County Feud, Warren
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Al Brumfield, Ben Adams, Blood in West Virginia, Brandon Kirk, Chapman Dingess, Charlie Dingess, Cole Branch, Connecticut, crime, feud, Green McCoy, Harts Creek, Harvey "Long Harve" Dingess, Henderson Dingess, history, John Dingess, John Frock Adams, Joseph Adams, Kentucky, Lincoln County War, Milt Haley, Sallie Dingess, Smokehouse Fork, Thompson Branch, Tug River, Victoria Adams, West Virginia, World War II
That winter, Brandon made contact by telephone with John Dingess, a Connecticut resident who proved to be one of our best sources on the 1889 feud. John was born on the Smokehouse Fork of Harts Creek in 1918. A grandson to Henderson Dingess, he moved away from West Virginia after serving his country in World War II.
John said Henderson Dingess met his wife Sallie while boarding with her father Joseph Adams on Harts Creek. Henderson didn’t care much for his in-laws (he said they were “hoggish”), particularly his brother-in-law Ben Adams. Ben lived over the mountain from Henderson on main Harts Creek where he operated a small store. He and Henderson feuded “for years.” At some point, Henderson’s oldest son Charlie Dingess got into a racket with Ben over a yoke of cattle and “almost killed him in a fight” at Cole Branch.
The feud between Henderson’s family and Ben Adams reached a new level of tension when Ben refused to pay the sixteen-cents-per-log fee required by Al Brumfield to pass logs through his boom at the mouth of Harts Creek. Brumfield “was more of a businessman” than a feudist but “got into it” with Adams at his saloon near the boom. In the scrape, Ben pulled out his pistol and shot Al, who was spared from harm only because of a button on his clothes. Al subsequently fetched a gun and chased Ben up the creek — a very humiliating thing as there was probably a whole gang of people to witness his flight.
Ben soon gathered up a party of men with plans to force his timber out of Harts Creek under the cover of darkness. Before he could put his plan into action, though, the Dingesses caught wind of it and warned the Brumfields who promptly armed themselves with .38 Winchesters and .44 Winchesters and gathered in ambush on the hill at Panther Branch near the mouth of Harts.
Ben, anticipating trouble, put his wife, the former Victoria Dingess, at the front of his gang in the hopes that it might discourage her cousins from shooting at him as they came down the creek. It was a bad idea: the Brumfields and Dingesses shot “her dress full of holes.”
This was particularly horrible since she was probably pregnant at the time.
The next day, she came to her uncle Henderson’s to show him what his boys had done to her dress but he never punished them.
At that point, Ben was probably hell-bent on revenge and arranged for Milt Haley and Green McCoy, who John called two “professional gunmen,” to “bump Al off.”
John was sure of Ben’s role in the events of 1889.
“Ben Adams, my father’s uncle, he gave them a .38 Winchester apiece and a side of bacon to kill Al Brumfield,” he said.
Milt and Green caught Al one Sunday as he made his way back down Harts Creek after visiting with Henderson Dingess. He rode alone, while Hollena rode with her younger brother, Dave Dingess. As they neared Thompson Branch, Milt and Green fired down the hill at them from their position at the “Hot Rock.” Al was shot in the elbow, which knocked him from his horse and broke his arm, while Hollena was shot in the face. Al somehow managed to make it over a mountain back to Henderson Dingess’, while Hollena was left to crawl half a mile down to Chapman Dingess’ at Thompson Branch for help.
Upon learning of the ambush, Harvey Dingess (John’s father) hitched up a sled to one of his father’s yokes of cattle and fetched Hollena, who remained at Henderson’s until she recovered.
Immediately after the shootings, there was a lot of gossip about who’d been behind the whole affair. John said there was some talk that Long John Adams had been involved “but the Dingess and Brumfield people never believed it.” Everyone seemed to focus in on Milt and Green, who’d recently disappeared into Kentucky (where McCoy was from).
“They used to, if you committed a crime in West Virginia, would run away to Kentucky,” John said. “In the hill part of Kentucky there on the Tug River.”
Brumfield put up a $500 reward and it wasn’t long until a man rode up to Henderson Dingess’ claiming to have caught Milt and Green in Kentucky. He was sent to Brumfield’s home near the mouth of Harts where he found Al out back shoeing an ox steed. They talked for a while, then Brumfield told him, “You put them across the Tug River and when I identify them you’ll get your money.”
26 Thursday Jun 2014
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From Naaman’s, we drove out of Trace and on up Harts Creek to see Andy Mullins, who Brandon had met a few months earlier at Bill Adkins’ wake. Andy had just relocated to Harts after years of living away in Michigan; he had constructed a new house in the head of Ticky George Hollow. Andy was a son to Roxie Mullins, the woman who inspired my fascination with Harts Creek. Andy, who we found sitting in his yard with his younger brother Dobie, was very friendly. He treated us as if we had known him for years.
“I was just catting when you fellas come up through there,” Andy said to us. “One of the girls lost a cat down there over the bank last night — a kitten. This morning I went down there and it was up in that rock cliff and I took its mother down there and it whooped the mother. And I took one of the kittens down there and it whooped the kitten. The old tomcat, he come down there and he whooped it. It went back up under that damn rock.”
I liked Andy right away.
We all took seats in lawn chairs in the front yard where Andy told about Ed Haley coming to see his parents every summer when he was a boy, usually with his wife. He described him as having a “big, fat belly” and weighing about 200 pounds.
“He wasn’t much taller than Dobie but he was fat,” Andy said. “I can remember his eyes more than the rest of him because his eyes was like they had a heavy puss over them or something. It was real thick-like. Not like they were clouded or anything.”
Even though Ed was blind, he could get around all over Harts Creek and even thread a needle.
Andy had heard that Milt caused Ed’s blindness.
“They said that Ed got a fever of some kind when he was a baby and Milt went out and cut a hole in the ice and stuck him under the ice in the creek to break the fever,” he said.
Andy knew very little about Milt.
“Just that Milt got killed, that was it, over shooting the old lady down at the shoal below Bob Dingess’ at the mouth of Smokehouse,” he said.
“All the old-timers that knows anything about his daddy is probably dead,” Dobie said.
Brandon said we’d heard rumors that Milt and Green were innocent of shooting Hollena Brumfield and Andy quickly answered, “That’s what my father-in-law told me.”
Changing the conversation back to Ed, Andy said, “Ed used to go up on Buck Fork to George Mullins’ to stay a lot and up to Grover Mullins’. He lived just above George’s place — the old chimney is the only thing still standing.”
He also went up in the head of Hoover to see George Baisden, a banjo-picker who’d hoboed with him in his younger days. The two of them had a lot of adventures, like the time Ed caught a train at Dingess and rode it over to Williamson to play for a dance or at a tavern. Just before they rolled into town, George pushed him off the train then jumped off himself. It made Ed so mad that George had to hide from him for the rest of the night.
I asked Andy if Ed ever told those kind of stories on himself and he said, “He told big tales, I’d call them, but I don’t remember what they were. Well, he set and talked with my grandmother and grandfather all the time he was here, and Mom. I never paid any attention to what they talked about really. I guess, man, I run these hills. I was like a goat. Hindsight is 20/20.”
Not long into our visit with Andy, he got out his guitar and showed me what he remembered about Bernie Adams’ guitar style. From there, he took off on Bill Monroe tunes, old lonesome songs, or honky-tonk music, remarking that he could only remember Ed’s tunes in “sketches.”
I asked, “Do you reckon Ed would sing anything like ‘Little Joe’?” and he said, “I don’t know. It’s awful old. I heard him sing ‘The Maple on the Hill’. He played and sang the ‘Black Sheep’.”
“He played loud, Ed did,” Dobie said.
“And sang louder,” Andy said immediately. “He’d rare back and sing, man.”
The tune he best remembered Ed singing was “The Drunkard’s Hell”.
I wanted to know the time frame of Andy’s memories.
“1944, ’45,” he said. “I was thirteen year old at that time. Now in ’46, we lived across the creek up here at Millard’s. Him and Mona Mae and Wilson — they wasn’t married at the time — went somewhere and got some homebrew and they all got pretty looped. That was up on Buck Fork some place. Ed got mad at Wilson and her about something that night and that’s the reason they didn’t play music — him and Claude Martin and Bernie Adams.”
I asked Andy about Ed’s drinking and he said, “Just whatever was there, Ed’d drink. He didn’t have to see it. He smelled it. Ed could sniff it out.”
Brandon wondered if Ed ever played at the old jockey grounds at the mouth of Buck Fork. Andy doubted it, although it sure seemed to me like the kind of place for him to go. There was moonshine everywhere and men playing maybe ten card games at once.
“They’d get drunk and run a horse right over top of you if you didn’t watch,” Andy said. “It was like a rodeo.”
The last jockey ground held at the mouth of Buck Fork was in 1948.
20 Friday Jun 2014
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Sensing that Dorothy had told all she knew about Ed and knowing that she was one-quarter Dingess, we asked her about Milt Haley.
“Some terrible things went on about Ed’s daddy,” she said. “I heard about that.”
Dorothy blamed the trouble squarely on Ben Adams. She said he was a “bully” who wanted to control all the timber on Harts Creek. He hired Milt Haley and Green McCoy to kill Al Brumfield but they accidentally shot Hollena.
“And them men that shot them went back in towards Kentucky somewhere and they put out a reward for them,” Dorothy said.
Haley and McCoy were soon caught and a Brumfield posse took possession of them.
Ben Adams organized a mob to free them at the mouth of Smoke House Fork but the Brumfields were warned by a spy and detoured up Buck Fork and over a mountain to Hugh Dingess’ house.
“The Adamses come a hair of catching them,” Dorothy said. “You can just imagine what kind of war would have been if they had a got them.”
A large number of men gathered in at Hugh’s for protection, including Albert Dingess (her great-grandfather), “Short Harve” Dingess (her great-uncle), John Brumfield, and French Bryant, among others. At some point, they took Milt outside and shot a few times to scare Green into making a confession inside Hugh’s, but Milt yelled, “Don’t tell them a damn thing. I ain’t dead yet!” McCoy yelled back, “Don’t be scared. I ain’t told nothing yet!”
Dorothy said the mob eventually took Milt and Green up Bill’s Branch and down Piney where they “knocked their heads out with axes and the chickens eat their brains.”
Just before we left Dorothy, we asked if she remembered any of Ed’s family. She said his uncle Ticky George Adams (the grandfather of her late husband) was a ginseng digger who spoke with a lisp and loved to heat hog brains. This image contrasted sharply with what others around Harts Creek had said: that he was a moonshiner who’d shoot someone “at the drop of a hat.” Violet Mullins had told us earlier how Ticky George would get “fightin’ mad” if anyone called him by his nickname. The only thing Dorothy knew about Ed’s wife was, “She went in the outside toilet and then after that some woman went in there and said they was a big blacksnake a hanging. They said she went places and played music.”
19 Thursday Jun 2014
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About a half hour later, we drove up the Smoke House Fork of Harts Creek to see Dorothy Brumfield. Dorothy lived in a white one-story home situated on a hillside overlooking the Hugh Dingess Elementary School, just down the stream from the old Henderson Dingess homeplace. Dorothy had been born in 1929 at Louisa, Kentucky, but came to Harts when she was seventeen and soon married John Brumfield, a son of Ed’s friend, Cecil. Her father was a descendant of Albert Dingess, a member of the 1889 mob.
I started the conversation by asking Dorothy about Ed. She said she never knew him personally but heard that he lost his eyesight after his father dipped him in water. She also heard that he was a great fiddler when he got “pretty high” but was mean and eager to fight if he drank too much.
Dorothy knew the story about Ed borrowing a fiddle from her father-in-law Cecil Brumfield; her husband later acquired it. “He had come through here and borrowed a fiddle off of Paw Brumfield, him and Bernie Adams, and went up yonder to Logan and pawned it,” she said. “Paw Brumfield liked to never found it.”
Dorothy said the only time she actually saw Ed was when her husband brought him home early one Sunday morning around 1949-50.
“My husband worked at Holden, and I’d heard tell of Ed Haley but I hadn’t met him,” she said. “So John stopped at the top of Trace Mountain at this place. Back then, they called them saloons. And he was supposed to been in at one o’clock in the morning. He didn’t make it. Oh, did I get mad when four o’clock come in the morning. Here he knocked on the door and I could tell someone was with him, but I couldn’t make out that it was a blind person with him. I thought it was just somebody real drunk that had passed out. He got here in the house with him and I fixed them something to eat.”
“Why didn’t I know you all was over there and got me a babysitter and caught me a ride over there and had me a time?” Dorothy said to her husband. “What would you done if I’d walked in?”
“What, mam?” Ed said.
“All them women John had over there tonight,” she said to Ed.
“Mam, he didn’t have no women,” Ed said.
“Now sir, you told me you couldn’t see,” she said. “How do you know?”
“Well, John sit beside of me,” Ed said.
A little later, Dorothy fixed Ed a bed and she went and asked her husband, “Would you tell me who in the world you’ve brought home with you again?”
John said he’d stopped in at that saloon and found Ed playing music “and a bunch of them women dancing” and he “wouldn’t leave Ed there. When they closed, he brought him here.”
“Well, then they got up the next morning and I said, ‘Now John you help him around and show him around.’ I was already mad at John for laying out. Little bit jealous, too. We hadn’t been married long.”
Dorothy said she cooked a big breakfast for everyone.
“Mam, have you got any onions?” Ed asked her at the table.
“Yes I have but why would you want an onion for breakfast?” she said.
“Don’t you know what onions are good for?” Ed said. “Many a things.”
Dorothy said Ed seemed intelligent by the morning conversation.
After breakfast, Ed went back into the front room and played the fiddle for Dorothy’s kids in front of the fireplace. She said he held his fiddle under his chin and played “Wildwood Flower” and an extremely fast version of “Cripple Creek”.
John said, “Ed, play that there ‘Birdie’ for these children.”
“Well, he stayed around and I think they drunk all the booze up,” Dorothy said. “John, he was wanting more booze, too, so he went off with Ed to Aunt Alice’s or somewhere and got some liquor and he didn’t come back till about dark. I don’t know where all he took Ed. When he come back, he kept telling me why he brought him here. He said that he didn’t want to leave him. If something happened, he wouldn’t forgive hisself. Nobody else wouldn’t take him after all the big time was over with.”
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