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The Life of Pioneers 5

18 Wednesday Mar 2015

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This history of early life in Logan County, West Virginia, was written by Howard and Daisy Adams. Howard (1906-1976) and Daisy (b.1915) were children of Major and Belle Dora Adams of Trace Fork of Harts Creek. Titled “The life of pioneers during the latter half of the eighteenth century and the beginning of the 19th century” and written in the late 1960s or early 1970s, their history marks the only known attempt by local people to reconstruct the story of pioneer life. This part of the history includes information regarding clothes washing and outbuildings.

The pioneers done their own washing of clothes. They had a large black kettle set in a furnace made of mud and rocks. The kettle was partly filled with water and some homemade soap added to the water. Then the dirty clothes were dumped in the kettle and a fire built around the kettle and a fire built around the kettle to make it boil. After the clothes had boiled a while a small batch of them was taken out at a time and laid on a large block about 2 feet high and 2 feet in diameter. Then a paddle about 3 feet long 1 inch thick and 4 inches wide was used to pound the clothes as they were taken from the big kettle and placed on the bottling block as it was called. While the clothes were being pounded with the paddle the hot water and dirt would fly everyway. You had to watch out and not get burned from hot water. It was hard work, but the clothes were made clean. Later on a few people got hold of a gadget called a wash board. It had corrugated tin fastened on one side and the clothes were soaped and wet then rubbed up and down on the wash board which took the dirt out of them. This was a hard way doing laundry.

There had to be several buildings erected on the farm, such as barn for cows and horses to be sheltered in, sheep house for sheep. Cribs for corn. A smoke house to keep meat. Salt, flour, meal, etc. in a well house near the well. I will describe one or two of these houses. The well house first. It was about 6 feet wide by 10 feet long and had no floor except the dirt or ground. Some big flat rocks were laid on the ground in the well house and large tubs set on the rocks. Cold water from the well was poured in the tubs and milk, eggs, butter, etc. were set in the water to keep them cool. Water had to be changed 2 or 3 times a day especially on hot days. Now the smoke house. It was about 10 X 16 feet and had a floor in the front end. About 6 feet of floor across the back was left out. The ground space in back of smoke house was used for building a fire to smoke the meat. That would be stored in later. Some folks who put up a lot of canned vegetables made a cellar or can-house for them. The cellar was made by digging a hole in the side of a hill near the house and boarding it up or cribbing it up with logs, which ever were available. Shelves were made in it and the canned vegetables stored away.

The Life of Pioneers 4

05 Thursday Mar 2015

Posted by Brandon Ray Kirk in Big Harts Creek

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This history of early life in Logan County, West Virginia, was written by Howard and Daisy Adams. Howard (1906-1976) and Daisy (b.1915) were children of Major and Belle Dora Adams of Trace Fork of Harts Creek. Titled “The life of pioneers during the latter half of the eighteenth century and the beginning of the 19th century” and written in the late 1960s or early 1970s, their history marks the only known attempt by local people to reconstruct the story of pioneer life. This part of the history includes information regarding the well and bathing.

To get the water supply, a large hole was dug in the earth down till water was reached. Then a flat rock wall was made around the edge of the well to keep the dirt from falling in and filling up. Also the rocks kept the water clean and clear. Some folks had springs nearby from which they got their water. To get the water from a well a large post 12 or 15 feet high with forks on the top of it was set in the ground near the well. Then a long pole about 30 feet long was laid up in the fork of the post and a pin put through forks and pole. It worked as a swivel or pivot and was called a well sweep or ______. These words were not found in any dictionary. They were pioneer slang and to convey messages or to tell the idea to each other.

Back to getting the water out of the well. A long wire, chain, rope, or grapevine was tied on top of the pivot pole and the bottom end of the rope was tied to a oaken bucket. The bucket was made of oak staves and hoops or bands. The bucket was lowered in the well by pulling down the pivot pole. When the bucket was filled with water the pole or pivot drew the water up out of the well. So that was one way of getting water. It always worked too. Some pioneers had a wheel called a pulley with a chain or rope run through it and a bucket on each end of rope so you lowered one bucket in the well to be filled with water, then you pulled water up by hand at the same time lowering the other empty bucket.

Bathrooms were unheard of in those days. So to get a bath you put water in a big kettle, heated it with firewood, then poured the water in a big trough made from a big log that had been chopped out, or dug out as they said, which formed a basin for holding water. Then in you got and washed off, as it was called. If they did not have a trough or big tub for a bath, they just went down to the creek to the old swimming hole and stripped off all clothes and got in and washed off. Boy, I bet there were lots of peeping Toms in those days.

The Life of Pioneers 3

04 Wednesday Mar 2015

Posted by Brandon Ray Kirk in Big Harts Creek

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This history of early life in Logan County, West Virginia, was written by Howard and Daisy Adams. Howard (1906-1976) and Daisy (b.1915) were children of Major and Belle Dora Adams of Trace Fork of Harts Creek. Titled “The life of pioneers during the latter half of the eighteenth century and the beginning of the 19th century” and written in the late 1960s or early 1970s, their history marks the only known attempt by local people to reconstruct the story of pioneer life. This part of the history includes information regarding interior furnishings of log cabins.

For light they had candles and oil lamps which usually set on the, you guessed it, the dresser. Also the pills and bottles of medicine such as Samaraten oil, Turpentine, Iodine, Castor oil, Epsom salts, swamp root, Raymond’s pills, etc. all were setting on dresser. Some of these were put on a long board over the fire place. This board was called a fire board mantel. Now maybe a little table called a stand table and a trunk. This was about all the big house had in the way of furniture.

The people always had plenty of quilts and blankets and feather bed and shuck or straw mattresses, good big pillows. Boy, you sure could sleep soundly if it wasn’t for the big old clock striking so loud.

The kitchen had a table for eating with a long bench behind it next to the wall. Also a small table to set water and other things on. Yes, they had a cupboard safe to keep food and dishes, knives and forks, spoons, butcher knives, etc. in. And as to the way of cooking, some people cooked the old way over a big wood fire in the fireplace using what was known as a skillet and lid. Later they had stoves. A little stove with a step-up in the middle of it. They called it a step stove. The skillets, pots, pans and etc. were hung on the nails driven in the wall near the stove.

They had old time flat irons which were used to iron or press their linens and clothes with. Not too much pressing was done.

The kitchen had a small cellar under the floor. It was cribbed or boarded up and had shelves for storing canned vegetables and sweet potatoes.

To keep out the cold air the cracks between the logs of house were filled with clay. It was called chinking or daubing the house.

The Life of Pioneers 1

16 Monday Feb 2015

Posted by Brandon Ray Kirk in Big Harts Creek

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This history of early life in Logan County, West Virginia, was written by Howard and Daisy Adams. Howard (1906-1976) and Daisy (b.1915) were children of Major and Belle Dora Adams of Trace Fork of Harts Creek. Titled “The life of pioneers during the latter half of the eighteenth century and the beginning of the 19th century” and written in the late 1960s or early 1970s, their history marks the only known attempt by local people to reconstruct the story of pioneer life. This part of the history includes information regarding weddings and log cabins.

The settlements were few and far between, meaning the population was not crowded too much. Regardless of distances a few people, young men and young women, met and got acquainted and after a boy had gone to see one girl several times it was called going sparkin’ or courting. Well after a while they got to caring a lot for each other and found they were in love. Now they decided they loved each other dearly and wanted to get married. So the boy got up enough nerve and asked the parents of the girl for her hand in marriage. When the parents consented a date was set for the wedding. Next a marriage license was secured and a big dinner was prepared at the home of the bride. A parson was found and asked to perform the wedding ceremony. People or friends of both families came for several miles to attend the wedding. Rings and honeymoons were hardly ever mentioned by poor folks. As soon as the parson had performed the wedding and hand-shaking and qreeting, wishing both bride and groom good luck was over now, began the eating of the wedding dinner or supper, whichever name suited the hour of the day. Next wine or liquor was set up and a little drinking was done by all including most parsons too. If the boy failed to set up drinks to his friends the crowd would get out a lot of cow bells and ring them all around or sometimes a fence rail was brought in and the boy forced to ride the rail as it was called. Well so much for the wedding. Usually a square dance followed on the night of the wedding.

Now as the young man and his wife had to make a living for themselves they selected a tract of land or section as it was called. Sometimes people could file a claim on land. Other times it was bought cheap or a parent deeded his heir a piece of land. Most all the land in this county at this time was covered with forests of timber, such as large trees, brush, rock, etc. So first a clearing had to be made for a set of farm building by cutting down all the trees on the spot selected. The only available building material was the timber or logs cut down from clearing the land. A site was chosen for the dwelling house. Now enough logs were picked out and cut to the proper length for the building. A foundation was made using rocks around 12 inches square. They were piled up around the outside dimensions of foundation to correct height for leveling building. Now two long oak logs were laid on foundation rocks. These were laid the long way of building and called “bed sills.” Then smaller logs were laid crosswise on the sills spaced 2 or 3 feet apart. These were called sleepers. They were to support the floor of the house. The floor of a pioneer house was made by splitting large trees and turning the split of flat side up. They were notched on bottom and leveled up on the sleeper. A lot of chopping had to be done to get the floor level. These floor logs were called “Puncheons.” Now the walls of the house was made by the logs laid on top of each other and notched at the ends to hold them in place. A lot of old timers made two story houses, which were around 16 feet high. So far we have not mentioned the size of the house. The average house was 18 feet wide by 30 feet long and one story about 7/12 feet, a two story around 14 to 16 feet high. Now back to building our house. The logs were laid up to the roof. Even the gable ends and roof framing made of logs. Now the roof or cover for a house was made by cutting a large oak tree and sawing the tree in blocks 2 or 3 feet long. These blocks were split up into thin pieces about 1/2 inch thick and they were called boards. These were nailed or pined on roof timbers. Sometimes when there were no nails boards were weighted down with rocks or heavy timbers to keep them in place or to keep them from blowing off. Now we have the house built. They had to saw out doors and windows. Strips of wood were nailed or pined to outside of logs where a door or window was the be made. Window glass was not around in those days so a shutter was made of boards for to shut the windows or a sliding window made. Door locks were hard to find so the door which was made of boards too had to be held closed by a piece of wood 2 inches wide by 6 inches long by one inch thick nailed on inside door facing with one nail in its center. It turned around and around and was called a door button. Most houses had an ell attached to the main building. The ell was made of same construction as main house. Its size was about 14 feet wide and 20 feet long and one story high.

Chapmanville District schools (1908)

15 Thursday Jan 2015

Posted by Brandon Ray Kirk in Big Creek, Big Harts Creek, Chapmanville, Halcyon, Spottswood, Timber, Warren, Whirlwind

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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

 

Whirlwind 12.29.1911

24 Wednesday Dec 2014

Posted by Brandon Ray Kirk in Big Harts Creek, Coal, Dingess, Harts, Whirlwind

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“J.M.,” a local correspondent at Whirlwind in Upper Hart, Logan County, West Virginia, offered the following items, which the Logan Banner printed on Friday, December 29, 1911:

Coal digging is all the go at Whirlwind.

John Mullins, of Trace was in town Friday.

Mrs. Geo. Bryant was calling at Whirlwind, Friday.

Richard Collins passed through the city one day since.

Quite a crowd attended church, near Dingess, last Sunday.

James Mullins is the champion photographer at Whirlwind.

S. Riddell made a business trip down to Hart, Saturday.

James Mullins was transacting business on 12 Pole, Sunday.

Mrs. Mike Kinser was among the Whirlwind visitors Friday.

Miss Tenia Adams called on Mrs. S. Riddle, Thursday.

Born to Mr. and Mrs. Lowe, Saturday night, a girl baby.

Mr. Lee Ward, of Nelsonville, O., is visiting his brother here.

Crockett Farley is the mail carrier from Whirlwind to Dingess.

Mr. Fall has returned from North Carolina after a month’s trip.

M. Tomblin is furnishing the Whirlwind people with coal this winter.

Thomas Carter paid Miss Maggie Preece a visit one day last week.

John Collins made a business trip to Whirlwind, Friday. James Mullins was also here the same day.

Vinson Collins and Moses Tomblin are opening a new coal mine on Bulwark Creek, at this time, Nov. 30.

Weddie Mullins (1886)

21 Sunday Dec 2014

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Weddie Mullins 1

Weddie Mullins, son of Jackson and Chloe (Gore) Mullins. Weddie was also a brother-in-law to Milt Haley. All were residents of the Trace Fork of Harts Creek in Logan County, WV.

 

Whirlwind 06.09.1911

11 Thursday Dec 2014

Posted by Brandon Ray Kirk in Big Harts Creek, Holden, Whirlwind

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An unnamed local correspondent at Whirlwind in Upper Hart, Logan County, West Virginia, offered the following items, which the Logan Banner printed on Friday, June 9, 1911:

C.W. Mullins was visiting this place Monday.

S. Riddell made a business trip to Dingess Friday.

The recent rain did considerable good in this section.

Quite a crowd attended the box supper Saturday night.

Mrs. Frances Baisden was shopping in Whirlwind Wednesday.

Frank Adams made a flying trip to Whirlwind store Thursday.

Miss Burtie Riddell was visiting at Whirlwind last Tuesday.

Quite a number attended church at C.W. Mullins’ last Sunday.

The Misses Dorca and Malinda Smith left Monday for Holden.

Mullins & Riddell are having their business enlarged to some extent.

Mrs. Jackson Workman died at her home on Trace Wednesday of last week.

The Misses ____ Vanderpool and Phoebe Marcum were here Wednesday.

Moses Tomblin made a business trip to the forks of Hart last week Tuesday.

James Mullins and Frank Sias made a brief visit to William H. Mullins last Monday.

Mrs. Florence Adams and Clara Bell Adams were shopping in S. Riddell’s Thursday last.

Peter Mullins and William Carter have been working for Mullins & Riddell the past week.

Little Dennie, son of Mr. and Mrs. M. Tomblin, of Whirlwind, died Tuesday, June 5th, of spinal meningitis, after only a few days illness.

In Search of Ed Haley 355

19 Tuesday Aug 2014

Posted by Brandon Ray Kirk in Ed Haley, Harts, Holden, Music

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The next day, Brandon and I visited Reece Tackett, a banjo-picker who lived in a nice yellow house just up West Fork. Reece was born in 1909 and raised around Grayson in eastern Kentucky. His grandfather, Jim Tackett, was a fiddler from the Red River area of Arkansas who played for square dances in large farmhouses. He taught Reece’s father, John Tackett, how to play the fiddle. Reece said his father played “the old way — not flashy.” He used a homemade fiddle and “had to go to pine trees to get rosin.” He moved to a farm about nine miles from Grayson, where he made fiddles and played close to home, never as far away as Portsmouth, Ohio.

Reece said he moved to Holden in Logan County when he was sixteen to work with his uncle and brother in the coalmines. He used to watch Ed Haley and his wife play “beautiful” tunes like “Arkansas Traveler” on weekends at the Logan Courthouse. He said Ed wasn’t a big man and had fingers “about like a lead pencil.” His wife played the mandolin.

“She was pretty good on her singing,” Reece said. “She was dressed like the real old ladies. She had the long dress on and the apron.”

Ella kept a cup fastened to herself somehow.

“I’ve tossed many a nickel and dime in their cup,” Reece said.

Sometimes, people would pretend to put money in their cup and then steal from it.

Ed was usually paid about ten or fifteen cents per tune. There were no dollars and most of the coal miners were paid in company script.

Reece said he moved to Harts in 1946 and had no idea that Ed was from Trace Fork or even lived in Ashland.

In Search of Ed Haley 353

10 Sunday Aug 2014

Posted by Brandon Ray Kirk in Big Harts Creek, Ed Haley, John Hartford, Music

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Early the next morning, Brandon and I arrived on the bus in Harts and drove to see Cas Baisden, who we spotted in a porch swing up main Harts Creek, just above the mouth of Smoke House Fork. It was a pastoral scene: a somewhat old farmhouse, several chickens in the yard and a few cattle in the distance who’d done a marvelous job of clearing the mountainside just back of the place. As we pulled up to the house, I realized that it was built fairly high off of the ground — probably as a precaution against flooding. Cas just kind of stared down at us as we unloaded from the car.

Once he figured out who we were, he invited us in to the living room. There we learned that Cas was eighty-seven years old and had spent his whole life on Harts Creek.

“I was born in 1910,” he said. “The only five years I was gone from here was when I was in the Army. I left here the second day of April ’42. I spent five year in the Air Force. Never was off the ground.”

Wow — I had to ask, “What is the secret to living so long?”

“Working, working, buddy,” Cas said. “I work ever day a little bit. I wish you’d a seen the coal and stuff I packed in this morning. I got two calves down there and chickens and cats and dogs. I live on tobacco, Cheerios, and milk.”

Ever drink any whiskey?

“Barrels of it,” he said. “It’s been ten or twelve years since I quit fooling with drinking. Yeah, I went up here and joined the church and things. A fella never knows what he misses when he gets in a church. I used to be rougher’n a cob.”

Cas was partly raised by Uncle Peter Mullins, so he remembered Ed Haley well.

“He’d come up there to Peter’s and just go from house to house playing music and eating,” he said. “He used to go up to Ewell’s — I guess where he was raised — and come down that road just a running and hollering and whooping and cutting the awfulest shine that ever was and you wouldn’t a thought he could a stayed in that road. I don’t know how he done it, but he’d take spells like that. If he got a hold of you with a knife, though, he was dangerous. Hang on you and cut as long as they’s a thread on you. Him and that old woman, they’d get drunk and they’d fight up there. You know, it’s a wonder they hadn’t a killed one another. I believe they did try to cut one another up there at old man Peter’s one time.”

What about the Haley kids?

“Why them young’ns would do anything,” Cas said. “Clyde went out here where Robert Martin used to live on that mountain and went down in the well and they had a time a getting him out. And up here a little bit was a big sycamore and he was up in there and we’d throw rocks at him, son, and if we’d a hit him and knocked him out of there he’d been killed. I believe Clyde was the meanest one among them, I don’t know.”

I asked Cas if he ever played music and he said, “Nah, I done well to call hogs. But now Ed was about as good a fiddler as they was. Nobody could play better than Ed. He could play anything on earth he wanted to play.”

Cas had memories of Ed playing at Uncle Peter’s, either outside for small crowds or inside for “big dances” before “they finally broke up and quit.” The old dances started about the “edge of dark” and people would just “jump around — most people never could dance” – until sun-up. There was no trouble — just “fiddle, dance, drink” — although a person had to watch out for what Cas called the “old hedgehogs.”

I asked him if Ed ever drank much at the dances and he said, “Sure. He’d get to drinking and have more fun than the one’s a dancing.”

When Ed wasn’t around to play dances on Trace, Robert Martin would show up and fiddle tunes like “Cacklin’ Hen”. Martin had the first radio “that was ever in this country” so people went to his house “out on the mountain” and listened to it until “way late in the night.”

In Search of Ed Haley 345

30 Wednesday Jul 2014

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A few days later, Brandon and I loaded up the bus and headed to Harts where we arrived about midnight and parked at the Fas Chek. The next morning, we drove to Trace Fork to scope out the hollow. Initially, we stopped to see Von Tomblin, Ewell Mullins’ daughter, who lived next door to “Ed Haley’s place.” Von said she thought the back part of her father’s house was original; we were welcome to walk over and check it out.

“Just be sure and watch for snakes,” she said.

We trudged over through the field to the maroon house where we cluelessly looked at it.

Eventually, Brandon pointed down the bottom to the site of Uncle Peter’s place at the mouth of Jonas Branch. A few minutes later, as we sat in a swing under a tree at Uncle Peter’s place, taking in the sights and smells, Clifton Mullins came walking up with a big grin on his face, decked out in a Hank Williams, Jr. T-shirt. We told him we were trying to figure out just how old Ewell’s house was and he suggested that we walk up the hollow and ask Bum about it.

In no time whatsoever, we were on the porch with Bum, Shermie, and two sisters named Alice and Dicy. We had a very confusing — but potentially crucial — conversation about Ewell’s place:

Brandon: Now Ewell had an older home before that one, didn’t he?

Bum: They built onto it, what they done.

Brandon: Which is the old part?

Bum: The back part again’ the hill.

Brandon: Now, Ewell bought that place off of Ed.

Bum: Well now, Ewell built the front part. But the log house that was here, Ed or some of them built it. Some of his people. Older house there. If I ain’t badly mistaken, it was a log house. Got different grooves on it now than what it was.

Brandon: Was you ever in the old place?

Bum: Yeah. Had four or five rooms.

Brandon: When did Ewell tear it down?

Bum’s sister: I think all they tore down was the kitchen part to it.

Brandon: So part of Ewell’s house is the old place?

Bum: They took out the back here again’ the hill.

Brandon: Is part of the old log home still there?

Bum: It’s covered up now.

Brandon: But they’s log under that?

Bum: Yeah, I think it is.

We eventually headed down the hollow to Clifton’s, where his sister Connie showed us more family photographs. Clifton showed us his storage building, which featured Aunt Liza’s beautiful spinning wheel on piles of bags and boxes. Brandon and I agreed right then and there that we would give just about anything to have it. For all we knew, Liza had used it to make or mend Ed’s clothes when he was a boy.

Harts Creek and Big Ugly Creek land grants (prior to 1850)

16 Wednesday Jul 2014

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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

Jeff and Harriet Baisden

15 Tuesday Jul 2014

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Jeff and Harriet (Jonas) Baisden of Trace Fork of Harts Creek, Logan County, WV

Jeff and Harriet (Jonas) Baisden of Trace Fork of Harts Creek, Logan County, WV

Interview with John Dingess 2 (1996)

11 Friday Jul 2014

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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.

Ed Haley house?

06 Sunday Jul 2014

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Ewell Mullins home, Trace Fork of Harts Creek, Logan County, WV

Ewell Mullins home, Trace Fork of Harts Creek, Logan County, WV

In Search of Ed Haley 333

06 Sunday Jul 2014

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That fall, Brandon and Billy drove to Trace Fork to inspect the “Ed Haley home” — or at least what we wanted to be the Ed Haley home. It was, of course, most likely the Ewell Mullins home since Mullins bought Ed’s land in 1911 and reportedly built a new house there. Billy and Brandon spoke with Von Tomblin, Ewell’s daughter who lived next to the old home. Von said she was born in the back part of the home in 1935. As far as she knew, the front part of the house was torn down years ago, but not the back. Upon inspection, the back portion of the house did appear older than the front.

Von recommended that Billy and Brandon talk to Cas Baisden about the house, since he helped tear some of it down.

They found Cas down the creek.

Baisden said he helped push Ewell’s store against the front of the house when he was a boy. Later, they tore the entire home down, then built an almost-exact replica on the same spot.

Before Brandon and Billy left, Cas told them that Ewell Mullins had three stores in his life. The first one was built when Cas was a small boy near Ewell’s home. The second one was built around 1940 near the original one. The third one was built at the mouth of Ticky George Hollow just prior to Ewell’s passing.

Cas also remembered Ed Haley and his family well. He said Ed had the meanest boys he’d ever seen and probably drank himself to death.

Later that night, Billy and Brandon visited Pete and Gaie Adams near the mouth of Trace Fork. Gaie, who is a niece to Bob Dingess, had a lot of old photographs and said she remembered Ed and Ella spending weekends with her grandma, Alice Dingess. There was a little more confusion about the Ed Haley place: Gaie thought Ewell’s house had been completely torn down, while her husband said the back part was original. Oh boy.

Ben Adams’ baptism record

02 Wednesday Jul 2014

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Ben Adams baptism record, Pilgrim's Rest United Baptist Church, Trace Fork of Harts Creek, Logan County, WV, dated April 3, 1910

Ben Adams’ baptism record, Pilgrim’s Rest United Baptist Church, Trace Fork of Harts Creek, Logan County, WV, dated April 3, 1910

Ed Haley’s baptism record

02 Wednesday Jul 2014

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Ed Haley's baptism record, Pilgrim's Rest United Baptist Church, dated May 21, 1911

Ed Haley’s baptism record, Pilgrim’s Rest United Baptist Church, Spottswood, Logan County, WV, dated May 21, 1911

In Search of Ed Haley 329

28 Saturday Jun 2014

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Satisfied that we’d taken up enough of Andy’s day, we drove up Trace Fork to see Wirt Adams, an older brother to Joe Adams. Wirt was busy installing a waterbed but took a break to talk with us. “Well, come on in boys, but I’ve only got a few minutes,” he seemed to say. Inside, however, after I had pulled out my fiddle and he had grabbed a mandolin, he seemed ready to hang out with us all day.

I told Wirt that I was trying to find out about Haley’s life. He said old-timers in the neighborhood used to tell stories about Ed playing for dances on Saturday nights with Johnny Hager, a banjo-picker and fiddler. Ed eventually left Harts Creek and got married but came back to stay with his cousins every summer.

Wirt said he sometimes bumped into him in local taverns:

“It was in the forties,” he said. “About ’47, ’48, ’49, ’50 — along there somewhere. We called it Belcher’s beer garden. It was a roadhouse over on Crawley Hill. Well, I just come in there from the mines and Ed was there and he heard somebody say that I was there and he said, ‘Come on over here Wirt and play one.’ I think the fella that’d been playing with him had got drunk and passed out. Well I played one or two with him and then Charley Conley and them boys come in and Charley says, ‘C’mon over here Wirt and get in with us.’ Ed said, ‘Don’t do that, you’re playing with me.’ I really wasn’t playing with him. I had my mine clothes on. I just come in there and picked up Bernie Adams’ old guitar. If you was playing they’d sit you a beer up there — no money in it. Mostly for fun, we thought. We’d gang up on Saturday night somewhere and play a little. Sometimes they’d dance.”

Wirt felt that Ed was “a good fiddler, one of the best in that time.”

I asked him about Ed’s bowing and he said, “It didn’t look like he moved it that far over the whole thing [meaning very little bow usage] but he played tunes where he did use the long stroke. But most of it was just a lot of movement but not no distance. Just hacking, I call it. Him and Johnny Hager were the only two fellas I know who done that.”

Brandon wondered about Ed’s tunes.

“Well, he played that ‘Blackberry Blossom’ — that was one of his favorites — and then he played ‘The Old Red Rooster’ and he played ‘Raggedy Ann’ and ‘Soldiers Joy’. He had one he called ‘somethin’ in the shucks’. I forget the name of it. Anyhow, it was one of the old tunes. And ‘Pop Goes the Weasel’, I’ve heard him play that.”

I asked if Ed played “Birdie” and he said, “Yeah. Now, that’s one of Charley’s favorites. ‘Chinese Breakdown’, that was one of Ed’s. ‘Down Yonder’.”

Wirt told us more about Johnny Hager and Ed Belcher.

“Johnny Hager was a banjo player but he could play the fiddle, too. He played the old ‘overhand’ [on the banjo]. He was a good second for somebody. Now Ed Belcher was a different thing altogether. He played all kinds of stuff. He played classical, he could play hillbilly. He played a piano, he played accordion, he played a banjo, he played a guitar. He was a good violin player. He tuned pianos for a living. Well, I’d call him a professional musician. They had talent shows in Logan. He’d sponsor that. He’d be like the MC and these kids would go in and play. He was a head musician. He was good. He could do ‘Spanish Fandango’ on the guitar and make it sound good. He could play all kinds of tunes. I never could play with him but then he could take the piano and make it talk, too. He was just an all-around musician.”

Brandon asked Wirt if he knew the story about how Ed came to be blind.

“Milt Haley was Ed’s dad,” Wirt said matter-of-factly. “They said his dad was kind of a mean fella and he took Ed out when he was a little kid — held him by the heels — and ducked him in the creek. He had some kind of a fever in wintertime. I’ve heard that, now. Ed never would talk about it. I never heard him mention his dad.”

Wirt had only heard “snippets” about Milt’s death.

“It was pretty wild times,” he said. “I understand the whole thing was over timberworks. These people, they’d have a splash dam on this creek and they’d get their logs and haul them in this bottom at the mouth of Trace — this was one of them. They had a splash dam and when the water got up they’d knock that dam out and that’d carry the logs down to Hart and they had a boom and them Brumfields owned the boom. They charged so much a log. Some way over that, there was some confusion. But I’ve seen Aunt Hollene. She was supposed to been riding behind old man Al Brumfield, her husband, and they shot at him and hit her.”

After Milt was caught, he made a last request.

“They said they asked him if he wanted anything and he wanted them to bring him a fiddle,” Wirt said. “He wanted to play a tune. Now this is hearsay but I’ve heard it several times. They said he played the fiddle and they hung him.”

In Search of Ed Haley 328

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.

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What do you think caused Ed Haley to lose his sight when he was three years old?

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