Saturday, February 14, 2009

Billie and the Possum



"Billie Bowlegs, III" and "A Very Unhappy Possum" [Florida state archives]



Flickr is a university of photography for any camera fiend...photos from the Florida state archives have just been posted at :





http://www.flickr.com/photos/floridamemory/


This is some fun. Another treasure is the North Carolina Collection Photographic Archives



http://www.lib.unc.edu/ncc/photos.html

Work continues on hundreds of thousands of negatives and slides by Hugh Morton, including some iconic lighthouse shots:

http://www.lib.unc.edu/blogs/morton/index.php/2009/02/collection-highlights-nc-lighthouses/



Thanks for kind words from a remarkable writer, Tai Moses. Aerophant is an amazing blog from the West Coast:




http://www.aerophant.com/




Then, here's a new mystery...from this account of events in 1864:



We felt that as soon as we placed South Carolina at our backs our work would be almost done—that we would be nearly home.



The night that we expected to pass the border we walked with perhaps more spirit than on any other occasion. We pushed right on, through branches, over the foot-hills, up the side of the Saluda Mountains, until about midnight, when we came upon a pillar of hewn limestone, standing four feet out of the ground, upon the summit, on the south face of which was inscribed "S. C., 1849," and on the north face, "N. C., 1849."


The nearer we approached North Carolina the more we had been assured of the loyalty of the people of the mountains, and that we would be safe when we got out of South Carolina. We merrily shook hands all around at the boundary stone, rested a few minutes, then skipped off down the mountainside into North Carolina with hearts as light as homeward-bound school-boys.


It was well for us that we could not then lift the curtain that hid from us the events of the next twenty days, or we should have felt like turning back to prison.


The mystery (or one of the mysteries) is "whatever happened to that limestone pillar?" There's a chance that it is (or was) on Standingstone Mountain where the state border follows the ridgetop, near Caesar's Head and the Green River Gap.


1 comment:

The Appalachianist said...

If my Grand Daddy was still around, he might know of something about that rock. Maybe one of my Great Uncles know.

"Loyalty", LOL. People on Crab Creek were Union, if he had walked straight, the Gillespies were Union, I believe some Orrs were. Something tells me that fellar had a rough time here.