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knoxcotn-digest Sunday, March 18 2001 Volume 01 : Number 128
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2001 17:23:28 -0800 (PST) From: Susan Ricker <smirftlegirl@yahoo.com> Subject: [KnoxCoTN] unsubscribe unsubscribe ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2001 21:15:59 -0600 From: Ray and Dixie Sullivan <rsullivan@kc.rr.com> Subject: [KnoxCoTN] Researching John Hinton Davis Hello List, I am researching my gr gr grandfather John Hinton Davis b. April 10, 1841 in Knox County, Tennessee. He traveled to Nodaway County , Missouri sometime before 1864 when he enlisted in the U.S. Army. John H. Davis died October 12, 1912 in Nodaway County, Missouri. His death certificate shows his father was Jesse Davis and his mother was Martha Hawk. I have done no research in Knox County. Please give me some ideas on how to get started and what sources are available. Thanks you so much for your time and assistance. Dixie Sullivan Kansas City, Missouri ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 16 Mar 2001 11:05:18 -0500 From: "Billie R. McNamara" <knox@tngenweb.org> Subject: [KnoxCoTN] Rice family history There is only one -- whomever gets there first...
http://www.ngsgenealogy.org/librarybooksale.htm Family History Henry Rice: The Pioneer Tennessee Gristmillerand his Twelve Children. Written by Melvin Weaver Little, published in 1982. Featuring also the surnames Bailey, Brim, Miller, Morrow, Spence, Smith, Tuttle, Watson, Wilson and others. Henry Rice was born about 1717 in Hanover County, Virginia. He lived in Virginia, South Carolina and died in Campbell County (now Union) Tennessee in 1818. The name of his wife is not known. He had at least six sons and six daughters. Softcover, perfect bound, 312pp, index. Mint condition. $15.00 ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 17 Mar 2001 07:00:40 EST From: Tenc@aol.com Subject: [KnoxCoTN] 1795 territorial census - --part1_74.8a5217d.27e4abe8_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I have just seen a reference to a census taken in 1795 in the Territory of the United States South of the River Ohio. This included Blount, Sumner, Davidson, Tennessee, Sullivan, Greene, Knox, Jefferson, Hawkins, Washington and Sevier Counties, and maybe others. Does anyone know if there is a printed transcript of this census? Nancy Cassada Nelson Bordentown NJ - --part1_74.8a5217d.27e4abe8_boundary Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit <HTML><FONT FACE=arial,helvetica><FONT SIZE=2>I have just seen a reference to a census taken in 1795 in the Territory of <BR>the United States South of the River Ohio. This included Blount, Sumner, <BR>Davidson, Tennessee, Sullivan, Greene, Knox, Jefferson, Hawkins, Washington <BR>and Sevier Counties, and maybe others. <BR> <BR>Does anyone know if there is a printed transcript of this census? <BR> <BR>Nancy Cassada Nelson <BR>Bordentown NJ</FONT></HTML> - --part1_74.8a5217d.27e4abe8_boundary-- ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 17 Mar 2001 11:12:30 -0500 From: "Billie R. McNamara" <knox@tngenweb.org> Subject: Re: [KnoxCoTN] 1795 territorial census Nancy -- this is one of the most-common problems that Tennessee researchers face. There was a census taken in 1795 to determine whether there were 60,000 people living in the Territory -- the magic number that was required to go further with statehood application to Congress. All that has survived is the total counts for each county. I wish people who refer to it in their writing would explain, so that those who come across it as you did wouldn't get excited only to be let down... On that same wavelength, only a TINY portion of people living in present-day Tennessee were enumerated in the North Carolina census in 1790. I don't think any on the borders of present-day surrounding states were enumerated, either -- I've never actually researched that question. The soon-to-be Tennesseans were truly the forgotten people that year.
At 07:00 AM 3/17/01 -0500, Tenc@aol.com wrote: >I have just seen a reference to a census taken in 1795 in the Territory of >the United States South of the River Ohio. This included Blount, Sumner, >Davidson, Tennessee, Sullivan, Greene, Knox, Jefferson, Hawkins, Washington >and Sevier Counties, and maybe others. > >Does anyone know if there is a printed transcript of this census? > >Nancy Cassada Nelson >Bordentown NJ ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 18 Mar 2001 08:21:32 -0500 From: "Billie R. McNamara" <knox@tngenweb.org> Subject: [KnoxCoTN] 18 Mar 2001 Sunday Afternoon Rocking Sunday Afternoon Rocking Ears to Hear (from the "Sunday Afternoon Rocking" series) Yesterday my daughter and I drove miles within a fifteen-mile radius, over and over again, up one road and down the other, back again. Yesterday my daughter, who never seemed interested before, was a visitor to her own hometown. We did not plan the excursion. I simply passed a place we had passed every day of her life and repeated a story from my youth that she had heard before. Overnight she realized she had not stopped to look at the places she had seen every day for all of her life. Overnight she realized she had not heard me when I had told the same stories I told again yesterday. Suddenly she could not get enough. Up and down and all around we drove, she pumping me for more information about the places and people I had known. She eagerly asked "how this place used to be", what that land once was, who had owned it, who the people were who had owned that business, what had happened to "these people". I told the same stories, and her enthusiasm fed my own. I reached deeper, pulling out memories and tidbits I had not thought about in years. She marveled at the tales that she could remember me telling, but suddenly were taking on a "new life" for her. And I marveled…that my now adult daughter, come to visit, now had caught the spark, now could hear, now would eagerly question. At last…what I have waited so long for has begun. And now I can be assured, our oral history will continue… There is a good deal to be said for oral history. It may not take the place of an aged bonafide document, but it is infinitely more interesting. The colorful slants on a situation or thing assumed by the teller paint a picture of the attitude of a time better than any cold print can. The memories passed on are filtered, teller after teller, until only the main nugget of interest remains. Embroidered they may be, and such embroidery has misled many a descendent, but somewhere in even the telling of them lies a fact, or the story would not be worthy of its passage through the conversations of the years. Once a little girl tugged at a grandmother's sleeve, and good-humoredly the older lady told tales of an Irish lad on a ship who grew up to become a Confederate soldier. Another day of begging for a story brought a "haint tale" of a many greats grandfather who worked an iron furnace and reappeared to ask a long ago peer to go to a "hiding place", as his family left behind would now need that money. Still another story was told of a native American family who wandered until they found a "safe place" nestled in the heart of the Tennessee hills, where they superficially put aside their heritage, but remembered it in the telling to their own. On and on the stories went, unwinding like a ball of colorful yarn to spill into the lap of the little girl who would one day set out to see for herself which of those stories were embroidered, and which held an element of truth. Her dream would be to take all of that colorful yarn and knit it together into a grand adventure of a coverlet to wrap securely around a family's sense of self. I have yet to "prove" all of those stories, but all, I have found, contained that nugget "of truth". And more than a few of the stories have pointed me in the direction of the aged bonafide document called "proof". The documents we want…they prove our names and dates upon the paper. But the oral history is in some way, infinitely more precious. How many times, I have wondered, were the stories my grandparents told me, told before? How many ears have heard them, and how many heard them with ears that were awake? Why were the stories so important that they were never lost with the multitudinous events of the past? Why, because they were important, of course! Because the day of inception was one in a family that was to be remembered. Because the event was considered at the time to be a momentous one in a history. Because the teller wanted those to come to know, and because those who came heard, and thought those who came still later should know. And so the stories came to me. And one day my daughter had ears to hear. Another day, perhaps, she will pull out those stories, she will dig deep in her memory, she will remember what seemed most momentous to her in the telling, and she will have a child with ears to hear…I hope. Just a thought, jan Copyright ©2001JanPhilpot ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Note: Afternoon Rocking messages are meant to be passed on, meant to be shared...simply share though e-mail as written without alterations...and in entirety. If planned for a publication, permission must be granted by the author. Please forward sufficient information concerning the nature and intent of the publication. Thanks, jan) Sunday Afternoon Rocking columns are distributed weekly on the list Sunday Rocking. 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