52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks 2024 – Week 2 – Origins – Shipwreck

“O, brave new world
that has such people in’t!”  ― William Shakespeare, The Tempest

Sea Venture, the 300-ton flagship of the London Company, was the first purpose-built emigration ship. The hold was built with cabins, and the twenty-four canons were stationed on the main deck.  On 02 June 1609, Sea Venture set sail from Plymouth, England, on her maiden voyage, part of the Third Supply mission, as the flagship of a nine-ship fleet destined for Jamestown Colony.  Aboard were Edward Waters, a member of the London Company, which was organized for the purpose of colonizing Virginia, and John Graye Proctor.

The usual course was to sail as far south as the Canary Islands; at that latitude, the direction of the wind was from the West, which would have pushed them across the Atlantic.  They would have then followed the chain of west indian islands to Florida and then up the Atlantic coast.  With the West Indies firmly in the grip of the Spanish Empire, the English fleet turned Northwards into the open Atlantic.  The intent was to bypass the Spanish threat and head directly for Virginia.

On 24 July 1609, days from reaching Jamestown, the fleet ran into a strong storm, most likely a hurricane, and became separated.  Sea Venture fought the storm for three days.  Other ships of comparable size had survived such storms; the critical difference was that Sea Venture’s timbers had not had time to set, and the caulking was forced from between them.  Despite the efforts to bail and jettison the ship’s guns to raise her buoyancy, the hold continued to leak, and the water level rose.

Sir George Somers, Admiral of the Company, spied land on the morning of 25 July; the water in the hold had reached a depth of nine feet, and the passengers and crew were past the point of exhaustion.  Admiral Somers had the ship driven into the reefs of what proved to be eastern Bermuda, allowing 150 people and one dog to be safely landed.

The survivors, who were disenchanted with this new world, were confined to a prisonlike camp for almost a year while they constructed two new ships, the Deliverance, and the Patience, from local cedar and the salvaged wreckage of the Sea Venture.  On May 10, 1610, 142 survivors set sail for Virginia.  On reaching Jamestown, less than two weeks later, they discovered that only 60 of the 500 or so who had preceded them to the colony had survived.  Everyone boarded the ships to set sail back to England, the settlement of Jamestown being deemed unviable.  They were intercepted by a relief fleet and relanded at the colony.

Edward Waters had remained in Bermuda to help hold possession of the island; John Graye Proctor was among the survivors who landed at Jamestown in 1610.  Waters would finally reach his original destination in 1618.

William Shakespeare’s The Tempest was inspired by accounts of the wreck of the Sea Venture, the shipwreck that saved Jamestown, and ultimately the colonization of America.

While this is an interesting bit of history, how does it relate to the prompt of Origins?  Three hundred eighty-eight years after the wreck of Sea Venture, a 10th great-grandson of Edward Waters, Jerrell Blackmon, married a 10th great-granddaughter of John Graye Proctor, Susan Black,  in a small town in North Central Texas!

 

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Week 23 – 52 Ancestor Challenge – Curious

After much too long of a break, I’m hoping to finish this project this year.  What better way to get “back in the saddle” than a Murder Mystery…..

In 1998, my husband and I took a road trip in hopes of solving the mystery of the murder of one of my great-great-great-grandfathers, Daniel H. Carroll.  I know very little about this man and that drives me a bit crazy.

From the 1850 Scott County, Arkansas Census, I know that he was born about 1820 in Kentucky.  About 1843 he married Nancy Boultinghouse and they had four children, Sarah Jane in 1844, Francis Marion in 1848, and twins, Thomas Jefferson and Mary Elender Victoria, on 21 Apr 1851.  Fourteen days later Daniel was murdered while at work.  Thirty-one short years of life and a huge mystery that still remains shrouded 171 years later.

“August 5th A.D 1851

Dear Brothers and Sisters

I gladly imbrace the present opportunity of writing you a few lines…..  if you have not heard it I will Now let you know that I lost my husband on the 6th day of last may he was Shot While he was at work about one half Mile from the Mill geting logs in to the Slough his Brother George was with him Tho was some distance from him when he Was Shot.  Daniel never Spoke after he was Shot he turned round and fell on his face and lay there till George went about A Half mile to henry Scaggs and back  George saw the glemps of some person Run off but could not tell who it was

I can not tell for sertain who it was That done the murder but I believe it was one of the Harras boys under The influence of Jo Tumlinson  it is a great loss to me the greatest I could have met with in this world”*

This letter has intrigued me ever since it came into my hands in the late 1980s.  I’ve researched, asked everyone I could think of, run down “rabbit holes”, ANYTHING that might possibly shed some light and reveal more information about who Daniel H. Carroll was and who murdered him.  Much to my dissatisfaction and disappointment, I’ve found very little.

In 1998, Jerrell and I decided to visit Waldron, Arkansas to see if we could discover more information by being at the source.  Waldron is the county seat of Scott County and where Nancy was living when she wrote the letter.  My first stop was at the courthouse where I was informed there were no records that far back due to a fire.  I later learned that between the departing Union troops burning most of Waldron, Reconstruction and the “Waldron War” (1870-1882), there truly were no records to be found.

Nancy’s letter goes on to speak of more murders –

“I will now inform you that Jo Tumlinson And his Clan is not Satisfied with taking Daniels life  they are still seeking more Blood on the 9th day of July all the Men in the neighborhood of Tumlinson Was called out to work the road in the Evening of that day Joe Tumlinson rode up in to the crowd with a gun on his Shoulder and with out any seremony Shot king Bennet and he died in a Few minutes  after Tomlinson Rode off To Waldron and gave himself up to The law and was tried before Esqrs Featherston and Gaines and was acquit He is now the great monster of the West”*

From other researchers and sources I’ve learned that Esquires Featherston and Gaines were apparently “cronies” of Joe Tomlinson/Tumlinson.  That being the case, it’s not surprising that he was “aquit” for the murder of King Bennet.   My researchers mind wants desperately to know, who killed Daniel and why.  Where was he buried, who were his parents and what happened to his brother George.  I’ve been banging my head against this brick wall for 40 years.

What I can tell you is this –

  • Daniel was murdered
  • Nancy moved to Texas with her father, Daniel Boultinghouse prior to 08 Jan 1854 which is when she remarried.
  • George M Carroll, who was born about 1822 in Kentucky, was in the 1850 and 1860 Scott County, Arkansas Census and then disappears.

I was told by a local historian that it was very common for people to vanish from Scott County.  The aftermath of the Civil War and the Waldron War resulted in many murders and disappearances, she said that many people changed their name and moved on.

This may be a mystery I never solve.  I’m currently trying to locate a direct male descendent of my Daniel to take a Y-DNA test.

For further information on how “wild and wooly” Scott County was, The History of Scott County Arkansas paints quite the picture.

That which is not written, is lost forever

Whispers from the Past…..

 

*Excerpts from a letter written by Nancy Boultinghouse Carroll to her brother, Daniel Brown Boultinghouse, and sister, Mahala Boultinghouse Russell, who were living in Georgetown, Williamson, Texas, are quoted in blue italics.

 

 

Week 21 – 52 Ancestor Challenge – Military – The Courage of a Mother’s Heart

…He is the darling of my heart, My Southern soldier boy.  Oh, if in battle he were slain, I know that I would die, But I am sure he’ll come again, To cheer my weeping eye…

SOUTHERN SOLDIER BOY by Captain G.W. Alexander

It speaks to the courage of a mother’s heart that she could endure the personal hell of having her six sons march off to war.   It speaks to the strength of a mother’s heart that she could survive three of those sons dying on the field of battle.

While researching one of my maternal lines I recently came across the family of Lucinda White Morris and William Jackson of Murray County, Georgia.  Lucinda was my 4th great-aunt, she and her husband had 13 children, seven girls and six boys.  The onset of the War Between the States would drastically change the dynamics of this family.

John Morris Jackson, oldest son, born 01 November 1827, died 31 August 1864 – Battle of Jonesborough.

Commissioned a Captain on 03 Jan 1862.  Mustered out on 15 May 1862.  Commissioned an officer in Company A, Georgia 34th Infantry Regiment on 15 May 1862.  Promoted to Full Major on 01 Mar 1863.  Mustered out on 31 Aug 1864 at Jonesboro, Clayton, Georgia.  Burial site unknown.

 

Joseph Franklin Ballenger “J F B” Jackson, second son, born 1830, died 14 January 1912 in Alabama.

Commissioned as 1st Lieutenant in Company B, Georgia Phillip’s Legion Infantry Battalion on 11 June 1861.  Promoted to Full Lieutenant Colonel on 20 Mar 1862.  Mustered out on 20 Mar 1862.  Commissioned an officer in Company S, Georgia 39th Infantry Regiment on 20 Mar 1862.  Mustered out on 29 April 1864.

 

Thomas A Jackson, third son, born 01 October 1836, died 14 March 1869

Served as a 2nd Lieutenant in 60th Georgia Infantry.  Died of war related injuries in 1869.

 

 

 

Eppy William Jackson, fourth son, born 02 Mar 1838, died 30 Aug 1862 – Battle of Second Manassas.

Commissioned as a 1st Lieutenant, Company C, 11th Regiment Georgia Infantry.  Promoted to Captain 27 January 1862.  Burial site unknown.

 

 

William White “John” Jackson, fifth son, born 18 April 1840, died 25 January 1905 in Alabama.

Enlisted as a Private 08 August 1861 in Company E, Georgia 3rd Infantry Battalion.  Promoted to Full Corporal.  Promoted to Full 5th Sergeant on 12 Nov 1861.  Mustered out on 06 May 1863.  Transferred to Company C, Georgia 37th Infantry Regiment on 06 May 1863.  Served as 1st Lieutenant and Adjutant, 36th Regiment (Broyles’) Georgia Infantry.  He was captured 04 July 1863 during the Siege of Vicksburg, Mississippi and was paroled on 09 July 1863.  He was next captured on 16 Dec 1864 at the Battle of Nashville and was taken to a Prisoner of War camp in Ohio.  He was mustered out at Greensboro, North Carolina on 26 Apr 1865.  He was released from the POW camp in Ohio 16 June 1865, after the war ended.

 

Benjamin Floyd Jackson, the youngest son, born 25 February 1845, died 21 September 1863 – Battle of Chickamauga, Georgia.

Enlisted 26 February 1861, the day after he turned 16, as a Private in Company C&B, 1st Georgia Regulars.  Burial site unknown.

 

 

 

When the summer breeze is sighing, mournfully along,
Or when autumn leaves are falling, sadly breathes the song.
Oft in dreams I see thee lying on the battle plain,
Lonely, wounded, even dying, calling but in vain

Weeping, sad and lonely, hopes and fears how vain!
When this cruel war is over, praying that we meet again.

WHEN THIS CRUEL WAR IS OVER by Charles Carroll Sawyer

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Week 16 – 52 Ancestor Challenge – Storms

Storms take many forms, lightning, tornados, rain, snow, tragedy………..

What greater storm could a parent face, than the death of a child?

Pheobe Ophelia Grantham
21 Dec 1887 – 27 May 1892

Pheobe Ophelia Grantham, second child and oldest daughter of Rufus Marion and Mary Ann “Mollie” McReynolds Grantham, born 21 Dec 1887 in Bosque County, Texas. 

By 1891 R. M., Mollie, Thomas Jefferson, and little Pheobe had migrated to Coleman County and the Roberson Peak area where baby Ada Elizabeth was born.

In the blink of an eye, their lives were forever altered. 

 

 

 

“Our darling one has gone before, To greet us on the golden shore”

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