Palmerville’s Past

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Even though I am a Palmersville native and as a teenager had lived within a ghost’s breath of the little family cemetery plot where several members of the Palmer family are interred, I knew very little about the Palmer family until the “genealogy bug” bit me. As most genealogists will agree it is almost impossible to research genealogy without also gaining knowledge of the area’s local history.

One of the earliest settlers to the area which was to become the village of Palmersville was Smith Palmer who was born in Virginia in 1790, the son of Amasa Palmer. Smith Palmer, accompanied by his nephew Edmund Mayfield Palmer, made the journey overland from North Carolina with teams and wagons and arrived in western Tennessee at a time when all the country was sparsely settled and only a few clearings were made in the great wilderness.

Edmund Mayfield Palmer settled near Paris in Henry County, Tennessee and became a very successful grocer there. He later moved to Paducah, Kentucky and after a time returned to Paris when he spent his last days. It is not known whether Smith Palmer’s wife and family came with him initially or joined him at a later date, but I believe Smith Palmer settled in Henry County for a time as records show he paid taxes in 1827 in Henry County on 463 acres and seven slaves as well as one poll tax.

However, we find that in 1833 Smith Palmer purchased a 640 acre section and an adjoining 125 acre tract in Weakley County near the present site of Palmersville where his slaves cleared up and improved a large amount of land. Here he spent his last days. Smith Palmer died in 1840. The village of Palmersville was laid out near the center of the Palmer farm in the early 1840’s and the town was first named Palmerville (note spelling) in his honor. Postal service was established on September 20, 1847 with John W. Palmer, son of Smith Palmer, as postmaster.

Reportedly John W. Palmer was also the first merchant of the village. Postal service was discontinued in August of 1849. Then in July of 1850, service was reinstated with the name of Palmer’s Store, again with John W. Palmer as postmaster, followed by his brother James A. Palmer as postmaster from 1851-1855. For the next few years postal service was intermittent. Possibly mail service was out of “Black Oak” or “Elm Tree” until1874 when the post office was reinstated as Palmersville, the current spelling, with Joseph W. Wescoat as postmaster.

Smith Palmer and his first wife Elizabeth Mayfield Palmer had seven known children:

  • William A. Palmer born about 1812
  • James Alfred Palmer born about 1815
  • Emily Palmer born about 1817
  • John W. Palmer born about 1819
  • Henry 0. Palmer born about 1822
  • Mary Rebecca Ann Palmer born about 1824, and
  • Elizabeth Catherine Palmer born 1828.

The first six children were born in North Carolina and Elizabeth Catherine was born in Tennessee.

After the death of his first wife, Smith Palmer married another woman named Elizabeth (maiden name unknown), and to this union was born

  • Amanda Palmer in 1830
  • Tennessee Palmer in 1834
  • Virginia Palmer in 1836
  • Edward M. Palmer in 1838, and
  • Sarah Palmer in 1840.

Smith Palmer’s last will and testament written September 6, 1839 and probated April 1840 leaves his estate consisting of land and twenty-one slaves to his beloved wife Elizabeth and his children. Over the years, the land was sold off until only 235 acres of the original Smith Palmer land remained in the Palmer family in 1892. At that time, the four heirs of Robert Smith Palmer (son of James Alfred Palmer and grandson of Smith Palmer) and his widow Sophia Josephine Palmer divided that 235 acres.

Although the final resting place of Smith Palmer is not known for certain, the Palmer family graveyard located behind the northwest corner of the old brick “Herman Biggs” store building in Palmersville does contain monuments to several of the Palmer family members–a lasting tribute to this pioneer family. Many believe that Smith Palmer is also buried at this site. A recent discovery in the center of the cemetery of a carefully-placed brick border which had been covered with layers of soil for many years and which happens to surround an area just the size of a grave gives a great deal of credence to this theory. If only those graveyard ghosts could talk!

August 2002

Minida College Catalog c. 1891

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minidaThe citizens in the late 19th century recognized the need for an educational system. So was founded Minida College.

B.S. and B.A. degrees were offered. The fee for a B.S. degree was $8.25 per term for ten weeks and $10.00 per term for a B.A. The school was in session until the building was condemned. Land was purchased and the new school was built on accommodate more students and an expanded curriculum.

In the concluding portion of the Minida Normal College catalogue printed in 1891, are found these words:

“We live in a progressive age.  The world is moving with rapid strides.  No one without proper preparation should expect to keep pace with the times.  The time has been when this country was new and men could be sufficiently educated in the forest.  When they could plod along almost any way and rise with the country.  But that dispensation is passed.  This country is rich and powerful.  Business, science, and literature progress almost with lightning speed, and the man who has to drive his way through this country without an education has to labor under a great disadvantage.”

Click Here to Read the Entire Minida Normal College Catalog

Board of Reference:

John Moran, Dresden, Tenn.
Thomas Little, Dresden, Tenn.
Rev. M. E. Doran, Lynville, Ky.
Hon. A. T. Pullen, Pryorsburg, Ky.
B. N. Pullen, Farmington, Ky.
J. A. Tomilinson, Conant, Florida
J. A. Rateree, Mouth Sandy, Tenn.
Hon. W. W. Ayers, Hico, Ky.
Eld. Richard Fulkerson, Golconda, Ill.
Eld. T. H. Pettit, Arlington, Ky.
Eld. S. F. Cayce, Martin, Tenn.
W. S. Tomilinson ,Danville, Tenn
Hon. Henry George, Wingo, Ky.
Dr. W. C. Wrather, Coldwater, Ky.
Dr. W. B. Stokes, Coldwater, Ky.
W. T. Clark, Dawson, Ky.

Board of Officers and Faculty

A. M. Kirkland, President Faculty and Principal Collegiate Department
J. A. Howard, President Board of Trustees and Principal of Normal Department
J. V. Kirkland, Vice President Board of Trustees and General Manager
G. T. Mayo, Secretary
D. A. McWherter, Treasurer

The Will of Smith Palmer

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A scan of the original Smith Palmer will is here. Below is the text.

Will of Smith Palmer, pp. 195-197

In the name of God Amen. I Smith Palmer of Weakley County and State of Tennessee being of perfect mind and memory thanks be given unto God calling to mind the mortality of my body and knowing that it is appointed for all men once to die do make and ordain this to be my last will and testament and as touching such worldly estate wherewith it has pleased God to bless me in this life I give divise and dispose of the same in the following manner and form:

-Item first, as I have heretofore given to William A. Palmer my eldest son to the amount of one thousand and seventy dollars. And to James A. Palmer my second son one Negro man named Gilbert valued at one thousand dollars and a certain tract of one hundred acres of land valued at three hundred dollars.

And to Emily M. A. Cavett my eldest daughter one Negro girl named Margaret vauled at seven hundred dollars and one Negro boy named Doctor valued at six hundred dollars.

Item 2nd As the above named William A. Palmer, James A. Palmer and Emily M. A. Cavitt have received each of them the above named sums I now proceed to give and bequeath John w. Palmer my third son Henry 0. Palmer my fourth son, Mary R. Palmer my second daughter, Elizabeth C. Palmer my third daughter all these last four jointly and severally the number of eight Negroes viz. I give unto John W. Palmer, Henry O. Palmer, Mary R. Palmer, and Elizabeth C. Palmer Reuben, Isham, Henderson, Manuel, Ralph, Ailsey, Ann and Reeny which last mentioned eight Negroes to be equally divided between John W. Palmer, Henry O. Palmer, Mary B. Palmer and Elizabeth C. Palmer as each become of age.

Item 3rd I also give and bequeath unto James A. Palmer, Emily M. A. Cavett (p. 196) John W. Palmer, Henry 0. Palmer, Mary R. Palmer and Elizabeth c. Palmer the number of five Negroes viz. Amy. Guida, Willis, Thomas and Jim jointly and severally to be equally divided among them after my decease.

Item 4th I give and bequeath unto my beloved wife Elizabeth Palmer and Amanda M. F. Palmer, Tennessee Palmer, Virginia Palmer and Edward H. Palmer a certain number of Negroes viz. Nick, Nancy, Wat, Charles, Washington, Susan, Phil, and Isaac to be jointly and severally and equally divided between Elizabeth Palmer my beloved wife and Amanda M. F. Palmer, Virginia Palmer, Tennessee Palmer and Edward H. Palmer.

Item 5 I give and bequeath unto my beloved wife Elizabeth Palmer the manner Negroes viz. Nich, Nancy, Wat, Charles, Washington, Susan, Phil and Isaac to have and to hold the same and the use of them while she Elizabeth Palmer my beloved wife remain a widow.

Item 6th, I do and it is my wish that all my lands house-hold furniture and perishable property shall be sold after my decease and the money equally divided between Elizabeth Palmer my beloved wife, James A. Palmer, William A. Palmer, Emily M. A. Cavett, John W. Palmer, Henry o. Palmer, Mary B. Palmer, Elizabeth c. Palmer, Amanda M. R. Palmer, Virginia Palmer, Tennessee Palmer and Edward H. Palmer.

Item 7th It is my wish that John w. Palmer shall act and be executor ofmy estate and lt is further my wish that the court do not demand any bond and security from the said John W. Palmer for the same. It further my wish that John w. Palmer my executor should sell all my lands either publicly or privately on a credit of one two and (p. 197)_three years and all my perishable property and household furniture and to be sold at public sale on a twelve months credit.

Item 8th It is my wish that Leonard s. Langley shall take care of my daughter Mary R. Palmer ad act as guardian for her. Also for Paul Palmer to take my daughter Elizabeth C. Palmer and act as guardian for her.

And I the said Smith Palmer do hereby utterly disallow revoke and annul all and every other former testament and will legacies bequests and executors by me in any wise before named willed and bequeathed rectifying and confirming this and no other to be my last will and testament. In witness whereof I have hereunto set my hand and seal this sixth day of September in the year of our Lord ·one thousand eight hundred and thirty nine.

Smith Palmer (Seal)

Signed, sealed, published, pronounced and declared by the said Smith Palmer as his last will and testament in the presence of us who in his presence and in the presence of each other have herewith subscribed our names.

George W. McWhorter

Hiram Jones

James Brann

 

State of Tennessee

Weakley County April Term 1840

This was the execution of the foregoing last will and testament of Smith Palmer proven in open court by the oaths of George w. McWhorter, Hiram Jones and James Brann subscribing witnesses thereunto and ordered to be recorded.

John C. Dodds, Jr. Clerk

Trail of Tears Passes Through Palmersville

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by David Webb

[In western Tennessee], the Trail of Tears came through what is now the Nathan Bedford Forrest State Park. From there the Benge Route passed through Henry County along Reynoldsburg Road, to Market Street, turning west onto Rison Street, and then westward on Jones Bend Road to Palmersville [and then on to cross the Mississippi River at Columbus-Belmont State Park].

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The Trail of Tears was actually four main routes from Virginia, North Carolina, Georgia, Alabama, and Tennessee to Indian Territory (Oklahoma). One of these was a water route that passed Henry County along the Tennessee River and a land route came across the county and through downtown Paris [and then on through Palmersville].

The Benge Route is named for the Cherokee conductor of a 60-wagon train of 1,132 Cherokee and their African-American slaves who departed Fort Payne, Alabama, on September 28, 1838, and who arrived in Indian Territory by January 17, 1839. There were 33 deaths and 3 births along this trail.

Andrew Jackson called for the relocation of all Native Americans east of the Mississippi River in his inaugural address in 1829. His message became federal law with the passage of the Indian Removal Act in 1830.

After gold was discovered in Dahlonega, Georgia, the governor allowed a minority group of Cherokee led by Major John Ridge and Elias Boudinol to gather at New Echota. On December 29, 1835, the Treaty of New Echota ceded Cherokee territory in Tennessee, Alabama, and Georgia to the federal government for $5 million and joint interest in Indian Territory (Oklahoma). The U.S. Senate ratified the Treaty of New Echota on May 23, 1836, by a single vote.

In 1838, the Cherokee and other Native American tribes exhausted all legal challenges to the Indian Removal Act.

Principal Chief John Ross failed to persuade President Martin Van Buren to change the removal policy instigated by Andrew Jackson. Brig. Gen. Winfield Scott was placed in charge of removal of the Cherokee in 1838. Approximately 17,000 Cherokee resisted, and Gen. Scott ordered their forced relocation.

Under Gen. Scott’s command, 7,000 soldiers of the U.S. Army and the state militia spread throughout the Cherokee Nation and drove men, women, and children out of their houses at gunpoint and placed in disease-ridden camps with limited food and supplies. Private John Burnett recalled: “I saw the helpless Cherokees arrested and dragged from their homes, and driven at the bayonet into the stockades.”

Gen. Scott ordered soldiers to build stockade forts to confine Native Americans in preparation for their journey westward. One of these internment camps, Fort Payne, Alabama, was built by Captain John Payne and 22 of his soldiers and completed by April, 1838. By July, there were over 800 Cherokee confined at the fort.

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Lessons Learned from a Palmersville Legend

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By Nelda Rachels (first published in Hometown magazine)

In 1975, I was fortunate to move to Palmersville, just up the hill from Opal Mayo and her husband, Irvin.

Soon, I was pulling my two young children in their little red Flyer down the road to her farmhouse for occasional visits.  Mr. Mayo would die soon after this, but I would get to know well “Mrs. Opal,” a woman of near legendary proportions, who lived in or near the Palmersville community from 1906 to 1987.  It was at her home that I learned the lessons of hospitality, frugality, and piety, which were hallmarks of her character.

Like most women of her generation, she immediately wanted to ply my children and I with food or drink the moment we entered her home.  She would have, proverbially speaking, killed the fatted calf to fulfill her notion of hospitality.  However, there was never any need for such extreme measures because her larder was always full.  So one of the first lessons she taught (and the hardest to learn) was to prepare ahead for visitors.  I learned that everything she’d prepared had been made in the time-honored fashion (by scratch) and that she often made her pies, cookies, and cakes in multiples so that not a bit of oven heat would be wasted.

That frugality, to utilize every kilowatt, may be the most legendary aspect of her character and perhaps the one I most admire in this age of excess.  The old adage, “Use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without,” was her life’s motto.  I think because she’d grown up during hard times, she knew that what you had today could be gone tomorrow.  I remember the day she dug up some of her Red Emperor tulip bulbs to share with me.  She saw me looking at her shovel, its edge worn away to resemble the eastern border of Tennessee.

“Maybe you think I need a new one,” she said, laughing.  “Irvin used it settin’ trees while he was in the CCC during the Depression, but it’s not so worn out that it can’t dig up a few tulips yet.”

Mrs. Opal’s piety was also legendary.  She attended the Palmersville Church of Christ and never missed a service that I remember.  Even when she was actually “unable” to drive, she drove to church anyway, too independent and strong-willed to ask anyone for a lift.  And despite a lifetime of listening to sermons, I think she rarely let her mind wander because she always took notes on every sermon in a  tenographer’s notepad.  In addition, she never engaged in gossip, read her Bible “religiously,” and filled a large block calendar with information as to meeting times, preachers, and VBS dates.

Those yearly calendars also held information as to visitors, events, and weather.  Once, I glimpsed a stack of yellowing calendars in an upstairs room.  I’m sure one of them held information about the Dust Bowl years, the time when she bought one of her few cans of “store-boughten” corn.

I guess I was a bit disappointed when no auction was held after Mrs. Opal’s death.  I only wanted to bid on that shovel, which, for me, most represented Mrs. Opal’s history and character.  I’d be tempted to hang it near my mantel as a testament to her life. However, I think she’d be more pleased if I used it. No doubt, she’d say there is life in that old shovel yet.

Obion River and More

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Our quarterly meeting was held Friday night, July 31, 2015 at 7:00 pm at our building. Dr. Hugh Berryman was the guest speaker for the program. He spoke about the geological makeup around the Palmersville area.

On Saturday August 1st, the Historical Society sponsored another “Canoe Float down the North Fork of the Obion River.” We met at the parking lot of the Historical Society building at 10:00 a.m. and then departed to the Sprouts Levee bridge for departure at 10:30 and floated to the Latham bridge. We had some additional information about the history of this section of the river including the swamp, logging, sawmilling, shingle making, old cypress hole, and the Byars-Bowlin-Watts water mill. Also the foundation of a third large building of the Lochridge Mill complex has been exposed by recent floods.

Cleaning of the historic portraits of early Palmersville area citizens who were members of the Masonic Lodge from the 1870s and onward is finished. Reframing with acid-free materials will soon be completed. We are grateful to the Lodge members for giving us the opportunity to preserve these portraits.

Recent Deaths of Palmersville graduates:

  • Anna Faye (Harrison) Hargrove, class of 1958
  • Jimmy Dale Puckett, class of 1962
  • Kerry L. Pentecost, class of 1969

Baseball after the War

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Jim Cantrell submits this look back at community baseball in P’ville —

Between the late eighteen hundreds and the mid-nineteen sixties baseball was truly the American pastime. This was true in the Palmersville area, with many small communities having their own baseball team. During World War II these activities were no longer possible.

After the war teams were again organized in several communities. The make-up of the Palmersville team consisted mostly of players of the thirties and players of the late forties, with the occasional players from the twenties being available to pinch-hit.

In l947 Kuron Hooks and his wife Bernice had opened a general store with lunch counter in the old Willis Lee saloon building. Kuron had been a star catcher and heavy hitter on a team in some county South of Weakley County and wanted Palmersville to have a community team. We soon had a good local team and played teams organized at various times in Cuba, Ky., Dukedom, Latham, Dresden, Gleason, Huntingdon, Cottage Grove, Liberty, Midway, Skull Bone —— etc.

Kuron was our very capable catcher, with Ben Cantrell beginning to develop in the late forties and early fifties; later he was a catcher on Bethel College’s team. Keg Dawson was our star pitcher. He was in his mid thirties at the time and before World War II probably the best pitcher in Weakley County. Ruben Grubbs and Willy Griffith were also in their mid-thirties, very good pitchers, and were used in most of our games. Continue reading →

Palmer Family Service Record

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Ed Palmer
Company E. Enlisted September 17, 1863 at Paris, TN, by Capt. Bomer for 3 years. Bay horse valued at $600. Present on roll for March/April 1864. On roll for May/June 1864, “Transferred to old command May 23, 1864”.
Source: Compiled Service Records

E.H. Palmer
Company K. Enlisted January 1, 1864 at Conyersville, TN, by Capt. Bowman for the war. Black mule valued at $600. Present on roll for March/April 1864 as Private. Present on roll for May/June 1864 as 1st Sergeant, “Elected May 20th”. Wounded at Harrisburg.
Rennolds (1904/61) reports he died in hospital.
Died at Lauderdale Springs Confederate Hospital, September 12, 1864.
Source: Compiled Service Records [R]; Rennolds (1904/61); Watkins (1989), p. 30.

J.T. Palmer
Greer’s Regiment. Although filed with the Greer’s regiment cards, the labels appear to read “Green’s” regiment. On prisoner rolls: private, Co. A, captured at Waverly, TN, June 14, 1862; at Camp Douglas, IL, February, 1863; transferred to City Point, VA, April 1863.
Source: Compiled Service Records [G]

James Palmer
Company E. Enlisted November 25, 1863 at Paris, TN, by Capt. Bomer or Captain Hallum for 3 years. Bay mare valued at $600. Present on roll for March/April 1864. On roll for May/June 1864, “Transferred to old command May 23, 1864”. The file also contains a card stating that James Palmer was “wounded slightly left arm” at Tishomingo Creek; this card probably is misfiled.
Source: Compiled Service Records

Jesse Washington Palmer
Company E. The Index to Tennessee Confederate Pension Applications shows that Tennessee pension application #10669 was filed by Jesse W. Palmer of Carroll County for service with the 20th Cavalry.
Born 1844, Henry Co. TN. Married 1867, Martha Jane Ross, in Carroll Co. TN. Died 1920, Carroll Co. TN. Widow’s pension file #8015.
Source: Index to Tennessee Confederate Pension Applications; Sherril (1992)

Joseph Martin Palmer
Company E. Enlisted September 17, 1863 at Paris, TN, by Capt. Bomer for 3 years. Bay horse valued at $750. Present on roll for March/April 1864 as 2nd Sergeant. Present on roll for May/June 1864 as 2nd Sergeant. Wounded at Harrisburg. Oath of allegiance at Nashville, TN, May 23, 1865; described as resident of Henry Co., TN, fair complexion, light hair, blue eyes, 5 ft. 11 in., surrendered at Johnsonville, TN, May 20, 1865.
On report of absentees and deserters, Verona MS, Feb. 28, 1865. Residence Henry Co. TN; probable whereabouts Henry Co.
Born 1836, Henry Co. TN. Married 1855, Martha J. Faust, in Henry Co. TN. Died 1896, Gibson Co. TN. Widow’s pension file #4402.
Source: Compiled Service Records [R,C]; Sherril (1992); David Dyer

J.M. Palmer
Company E. Enlisted September 17, 1863 at Paris, TN, by Capt. Bomer for 3 years. Absent on roll for March/April 1864, “Absent with leave April 2, 1864”. Absent on roll for May/June 1864, “Absent without leave in Tenn. By Hallum”.
Source: Compiled Service Records [R]

from: http://www.utm.edu/staff/leeb/service.htm

Coley Gully

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by Nelda Rachels

Some of us think of Palmersville’s once famous local landmark, Coley Gully, as the Grand Canyon in miniature, but then maybe those of us who have never actually seen the Grand Canyon are just easily impressed.   Perhaps at one long ago and ancient point in time, Coley Gully was much larger than it is now and under the ocean at that.  According to UTM Professor William McCutchen, this area was once part of the Gulf of Mexico.  He seemed happy to display his geological maps of sedimentary deposits and shelves showing the once-upon-a-time shoreline, which stretched as far north as Southern Illinois and as far east as the Tennessee River.  Gradually, the Gulf has been filling in with sediment, leaving the area as it is today.  In fact, on my visit fifteen years ago the Gully was much deeper and impressive than it is now.  Current landowners have sped the process of stopping the massive erosion problem and of filling in the Gully by planting pine seedlings.  These trees are now massive entities in themselves and are doing their job nicely…too nicely for those of us who like to explore big ditches.

On a recent visit to Coley Gully, I was struck by the beauty of the white sandy “beaches” in the gully’s depths.  Chickasaw and other area Indians probably admired that same sandy basin, perhaps using the sandstone rocks with their ironstone concretions at the gully’s bottom as color for facial or pictorial paintings.  McCutchen demonstrated this by licking his index finger, lightly touching the rock I had brought, and smearing his “dirty” finger casually across a bit of scrap paper.  The miracle of color—a pretty reddish brown—skated across the white page.

Jumping ahead a few hundred years to the 1930s and 40s, I’m told that Coley Gully at that time was the playground for another culture, teenagers of European descent.  Many of those same teenagers, though older now, still remember when Coley Gully was the “happenin’” place.  Hubert McKelvey, Hubert Smethwick, Mason Kemp, and other Palmersville residents shared a hodge-podge of memories about the area with me.

Hubert Smethwick remembers that school field trips and picnics were often held at Coley Gully.  He says students roasted marshmallows and hot dogs for picnics.  Other innocent fun included nighttime bonfires, storytelling, and sandstone rocks piled high and heated up in order to watch them explode like loud firecrackers.  Mason Kemp remembers that seniors usually went to Coley Gully in the latter part of the thirties but that Kentucky Lake took over as the field trip of choice by 1941.  However, Palmersville Seniors weren’t the only “jet-setters” to visit Coley Gully. Young people from all over West Tennessee and Kentucky knew about this big ditch and frequented it in their old Model Ts, or as Mr. McKelvey remembers—an old Studebaker.  Some of these visitors remember playing a game called “Perhaps.”   Young boys and men would slide down the steep sandy sides of the gully.  “Perhaps” they’d skin their bottoms or “perhaps” they wouldn’t.

Hubert McKelvey remembers sand in the pockets of teenagers and in the shovels of do-it-yourselfers that came to the gully to collect the lovely, pristine sand for mortar.    He also remembers the name of the owner from which the gully gets its name.  A man by the name of Coley (the spelling is in dispute by locals, though a deed search could settle that question once and for all) Adkins lived near the gully a bit before Mr. McKelvey’s time, perhaps during the early 1900s.  Mr. Adkins’ home was located between two gullies and near a stream.  Other locals hint at a moonshine still on the site (whether before, during, or after Coley Adkins’ lived there, no one seems to know) where whisky flowed perhaps swifter than the Gulf waters could swirl around those sandstone cliffs.  Today, it isn’t moonshine that residents nearby worry about, but the rumored big cat or panther that haunts the area, preying upon the sheep and cattle.

Pine trees now obscure the two gullies (only the larger one is “famous”) and their depths are not nearly as impressive as they were a few short years ago.  Teenagers now have their computer screens, fast cars, and bustling malls to keep them occupied though Mack’s Grove Baptist Church does go to Coley Gully for occasional cookouts.  They must not mind going to a little trouble.  These days, one must locate gracious property owners, ask for gate keys, climb boundary fences, fend off cows, ticks, and poison ivy, all while looking over one shoulder for that big cat.  It’s probably easier to get to the Grand Canyon.  I’ve heard it’s a really big ditch!

from http://www.utm.edu/staff/leeb/fair/gully.htm

Part II: The Rise and Decline of Austin Springs

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by Nelda Rachels

A town never dies as long as there are people who remember it, and people who are willing to record and read about those memories.  Vivian Rickman, a Palmersville resident, remembers her visits to Austin Springs back when it was still a thriving community.

When Mrs. Rickman was a child, tourists were no longer coming for the healing effects of the mineral spring, but locals still went there to shop.  Mrs. Rickman says that going to the larger and farther away town of Dresden was a real treat, which usually only happened when relative Charlie Stephenson took her and her family in his Model T.  Since she lived at Fairview, only about five miles from Austin Springs, it was closer to go there in the family wagon.

George Harris owned one of the two general mercantile stores popular during Mrs. Rickman’s day.  The Johnson brothers, Clyde and Chap owned the other.   A 1931 article written by local correspondent Ela Frields mentions the Harris Brothers laying the foundation for a general merchandise store.  Residents remember it as being the larger of the two stores.  Mrs. Rickman liked buying a soda pop for five cents or buying clothes in the Harris store.  One year, her parents bought her a fur coat with shiny brass buttons. Sometimes the family would walk on the boardwalk over to Sam Dudley’s place to buy some healing salve.

Howard Harris, former postmaster at Dukedom and a relative of the now deceased George Harris, remembers that George had quite a sense of humor.  Mr. Harris told me this story: One day, a woman sent her child to George’s store to buy some sugar.  The sugar was in a barrel, so some had to be scooped out, weighed, and packaged.  As a joke, Harris packaged sand instead of sugar and sent it home by way of the child.  Later, the woman came back in with her “sugar” and stated that she had decided she didn’t want any sugar after all.  And before George could stop her, she had dumped her package of sand back into his barrel of sugar. The joke was on him!  Mr. Harris told other delightful tales on George.  It must have been a fun place to shop.  No wonder Mrs. Rickman liked to go there.

Ela Frields reported in a February 3, 1931 article in the Dresden Enterprise and Sharon Tribune that the Johnson General Store had been burglarized on the previous Sunday.  The thieves had stolen overalls, shirts, cigars, cigarettes, cheese, and money.  In this same article, Mrs. Frields reported that the old Austin Springs Hotel (mentioned in the last article) built “some forty years” before had burned down due to a kitchen flue fire.  By this time, tourists were no longer using the hotel as a place to stay.  The campground near the Springs, too, was no longer in use.  Instead, the hotel had been converted into a dwelling.  Luckily, the then current residents Dewey Ainley and family escaped and were later installed in Mrs. Lottie Cantrell’s tenant house.  Howard Harris remembers watching the hotel burn from a window of his home when he was just five years old.

There continued to be stores and businesses after the hotel’s burning.  Perhaps a “hall of fame” of a few of the former owners and residents should be remembered here.  Clarence Berryman, and later, Bant Hall, owned a blacksmith shop.  Carey Frields owned a sawmill, Charlie Vincent cut hair in 1946 for twenty-five cents, and George Harris and the Johnson Brothers owned the two mercantiles.  There was also a beer-joint, cream station, gristmill, switchboard, and probably several other businesses.  There was also a string band consisting of Carey Frields and Charlie Vincent, violinists; Delmas Copeland and Bant Hall, guitarists; and Chap Johnson on harmonica.  Other early residents of the area had last names like Acree, Murrell, Austin, McGuire, Bynum, Dunn, Gargis, Farmer, and Stunson.

The Decline of Austin Springs probably began when the last tourist came and put his or her jug down into the spring.  After that, the decline was steady.  With the advent of cars and the ensuing mobility, small towns could no longer compete with larger nearby towns that had better buying and job opportunities for the public.  One by one the stores and businesses dwindled away as the population began traveling away to do their shopping elsewhere.  In addition, as Mrs. Rickman said, “The people just faded away and so did the town.”

Even the mineral spring is no longer there.  It is buried somewhere under the bridge structure nearby. Community members remember that the highway department reworked the road and bridge several years back and covered it up.  Some still aren’t happy about that event.  Even the road, which cut through the main part of town, is no longer there.  Only the trail in tall grass marks the spot where Mrs. Rickman used to walk the boardwalk to Sam Dudley’s place.  However, there are still several homes clustered nearby, along with an empty store, built in the sixties.  Austin Springs may have declined from what it once was, but it hasn’t fallen.  The community still exists in the people who live there and in the memories they share about the past.

Read Part I here.

from http://www.utm.edu/staff/leeb/Austin%20Springs/Part%20I.htm