Showing posts with label 1869. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1869. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Sketch by John Milton Binckley, 1869

["'Cave at Barnes' Rocks, 1869.'" Sketch by John Milton Binckley, 1869. Probably in the mountains of Southwestern Virginia or West Virginia. The top image is closest to the original; the following are filtered to facilitate study of different aspects of the drawing.

Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing a scan of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source.]

Filtered.
Darkened.

Friday, April 6, 2018

Jane Mary Wood Johnston Mitchell/Michel: Notes on Family (1870+), Part IV


From John B. Jackson Map of Columbia, ca. 1850, copied in 1931.*
[Jane Mary Wood Johnston Mitchell/Michel: Notes on Family (1870+), Part IV. My rough transcription. Additional paragraph breaks inserted for easier reading.
 
Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing scans of the original documents, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source.]

Benjamin was a most singular child – so silent, so shy, so reserved that even Mother did not understand or appreciate him. He showed such an utter aversion to learning, & gave so little indication of mind, that the parents feared he was absolutely deficient & made no effort to force him to learn.

He spent his days in quiet rambles, in silent reverie, or, more frequently, in hanging over the great deep spring with a pin hook, fishing for minnows, & richly rewarded for his trouble, if he got a single little fish in a day. All at once, however, when he was a lad of twelve, he awoke from his mental slumber – began, under Mother’s instruction, to acquire the rudiments of education, & made astonishing progress. In a couple of years, he was at the [Abingdon] Academy, side by side in his studies with Joe, who had been attending school several years, and had made good progress.

From that time, Benjamin was a devoted and successful student. His perseverance was unyielding. One winter, not being able to find any one to teach him Greek, he resolved to learn it without assistance – he got somebody to give him the sound of the letters, & with that aid only, he soon became proficient in the language. 

When quite young, he was sent to South Carolina College, then one of the very finest institutions in the country. There, after three years’ study, he took the first honor. He then went to teaching, & at the same time studies Law under the direction of cousin William Preston. As soon as he was licensed to practice, he was taken into cousin William’s office as a partner, and became an intimate of his household. He rose rapidly at the Bar, and attracted notice as an eloquent public speaker while yet very young.

At the time of the Nullification movement, he took a zealous part in favor of State rights and made political speeches which were much admired for rigor & clearness. The most eminent men of the State looked upon him as one destined to the highest distinction. But alas! He died of “country fever” before he had completed his 26th year – died calmly, with his finger on his pulse.

Benjamin Johnston had talents of the highest order. In addition to mental endowments of exceeding excellence, he possessed an extraordinary capacity for sculpture and painting, which was evinced in childhood. Without ever having seen any person attempt to draw, he, by dint of persevering effort, learned to draw exquisitely, & to paint in water color. Had he devoted himself to that, he might surely have attained high eminence.

He was the best, the purest boy I ever knew. I never saw him hurt any creature, & never heard him speak ill of any person.     

When we would, as children be strolling about the fields, I have often seen him turn out of the road to avoid frightening a bird, or step carefully aside to spare the little ants’ nests. As to a vulgar or profane word, such never passed his lips as long as I knew him -- & I can’t recall any instance of his deserving correction. 

It was the boast of “our boys” that not one of them was ever whipped at school, though they sometimes were under teachers who were noted disciplinarians.

My father was extremely strict in the exercise of his authority, having been brought up after the Scottish fashion, and also taught in the army the virtue of subordination. He inculcated the highest sense of truth & honor: & taught us all to endure pain or privation without complaint.

In our early days, he had abundant means: yet we were never pampered or allowed to be waited on. The boys went barefoot: in all kinds of weather they were out of doors: and they hunted deer over hill, mountain & “knob” on foot, often walking as much as twenty miles in a day over a wild & rugged country. These early habits made them universally athletic and healthy – and to Joseph, in his military career, they were invaluable.

Of all my father’s eight sons, but one has handed down the name – the son & only child of brother John. He has eight children, two of whom are sons. William, his oldest son, was drowned in the river at Wheeling, when he was about 18 years of age [in 1869]. He was all that is most loveable in a youth, & gave promise of uncommon excellence. Dear Willie! [H]ow many fond hopes were laid in his grave!

[Above: pages 21-23; skips original page 24.]

[Jane Mary Wood Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892).
Benjamin Franklin Johnston November 18, 1808-November 5, 1834).
Mother = Mary Valentine Wood Johnston (1769-1825).
Joe = Joseph Eggleston Johnston (1807-1891).
Cousin William Preston = William Campbell Preston (1794-1860). 
My father = Peter Johnston, Jr. (1763-1831).
Brother John = Dr. John Warfield Johnston (1790-1818).
John = Senator John Warfield Johnston (1818-1889).
William/Willie = William Floyd Johnston (1852-June 3, 1869).

*Red circles indicate possible locations of E. W. & A. S. Johnston's store(s). A clickable version of the full map can be found here, at NOVA NUMISMATICS. ]


Tuesday, October 4, 2016

From Slavery to Freedom: Peter Hope, Louisa Saunders and Frank Trigg, Jr.

Frank Trigg, Jr., Legacy Museum, Lynchburg, Virginia
In a letter from Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel Binckley (1838-1930) at Abingdon, Virginia, to John Milton Binckley (1821-1878) at Washington City, dated August 8, 1869, Mary Louisia mentions "on the place an old negro of 94 years old. Quite active, stately and old fashioned" who "refused to come out and see" the solar eclipse of August 7, 1869. (Link to letter here) 

In the 1870 Census, as part of the Robert William Hughes (1821-1901) estate -- "the place" referred to in Mary Louisa's letter -- that included some of the former Peter Johnston, Jr. (1763-1831) and Charles Clement Johnston (1795-1832) (and Eliza Madison Preston Johnston, 1803-1828) family Panecillo grounds, Eliza Mary Johnston Hughes (1825-1909) and her children are listed, and in addition, there are three people classified as "mulatto" living there, too:

Peter Hope (born 1776) -- hence, 94 years old, exactly the same age mentioned in Mary Louisa's letter. If only we could interview him: born the same year as the Declaration of Independence and still alive after the end of slavery in the USA! Who were his parents?  How closely is he related to other family members? When did he die? Where is he buried?

Louisa Saunders (born circa 1852) -- there's a married Louisa Saunders living in Lynchburg, Virginia, in 1880. Same questions for her as for Peter Hope. 

Frank Trigg (born circa 1850). Here we can say much more. Frank Trigg, Jr. (1850-1933), was the son of Frank Trigg and Sarah Ann Trigg, who were also classified as mulatto. He married Ellen Preston Taylor (1858-1936) in 1880. The thing to look for now are his recollections of growing up, memoirs or other related documentation. 
Photo by Bernard Fisher, May 26, 2014
"Frank Trigg was a leading black educator in Virginia. He was born into slavery in Richmond while his parents were personal servants of Virginia Governor John B. Floyd. After the Civil War he attended Hampton Institute, and began teaching in Abingdon before moving to Lynchburg in 1880. He was a teacher and principal here for 22 years and became the first black supervisor of Lynchburg's black public schools. He was co-founder of the Virginia Teachers' Association, and later was president of colleges in Virginia, Maryland and North Carolina. In 1926 he retired to Lynchburg and resided here. He is buried in Old City Cemetery." Additional details from the Legacy Museum in Lynchburg: "Born a slave in Richmond, Frank Trigg received an education because he lost his arm in a farming accident and could no longer do farm work." Source: here.

Note: Eliza Mary Johnston Hughes (1825-1909) was taken under the wings, for a time, of John Buchanan Floyd (1806-1863) and Sarah "Sally" Buchanan Preston Floyd (1802-1879). The "personal servants" of the Floyds seem to have been "bequeathed" in some way, formally, or informally, to Eliza, probably after the death of John. There may be legal documentation. Both Eliza and Sally Floyd were living in Abingdon in 1869 and socialized together, as evidenced in the letter from Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel Binckley at Abingdon, Virginia, to John Milton Binckley at Washington City, dated August 8, 1869, mentioned at the beginning of this post.

Much more to look for. 

Original manuscript of the Binckley letter is in the John Milton Binckley Papers, 1816-1943. Library of Congress Manuscript Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA. This is my rough transcription. 

Many thanks to William Myers for sending scanned copies of the documents from the Binckley papers, and also to Mary Davy and Sally Young for their assistance.    

Monday, October 3, 2016

Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley to John Milton Binckley, August 8, 1869

August 7, 1869 Solar Eclipse (Princeton University)
[Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel Binckley at Abingdon, Virginia, to John Milton Binckley at Washington City, August 8, 1869].

Abingdon
Aug. 8th 1869

My beloved Milton,

How I did wish for you yesterday, and how I do wish for the pen of Job or David to describe now the sublime spectacle of the total eclipse. It seems indeed a helpless task to attempt -- but I will try and give you some idea of what it was to me.

After dinner yesterday, then, Mother, Mrs. Delia Hughes, cousin Robert's sister-in-law, her son, Nellie, Harvey and cousin Eliza's two boys started out with me to walk to the top of the high bald hill near the house, where we could have an extensive view of the country, and a clear one of the sun until its setting. The day had been bright -- only now and then a cloud passing towards evening there were a good many but thin and fleecy, so that the view was quite satisfactory.

As the clock was not right I cannot tell the exact time when we noticed (through our well smoked bits of glass) the first little dark indentation on the western edge of the sun, or I should say what seemed to me like the northern edge. It seemed just as if someone had snipped it with a fingernail a bit from the crimson sun-disk.

We started off at once for the hill, turning often to look and see what progress was made. Slowly, surely, the dark shadow crept on, and when after a tough scramble, we reached the top and sank panting on its high bare summit our first glimpse thro' our glasses showed the sun reduced to a red half moon the lower horn of which seemed blunter than the upper.  

The time then seemed very short until the shadow crept on a fourth more, and the sun, seemingly about an hour high, shrunk to a narrow crescent, while over the landscape crept that wierd [weird] wan light I had learned to expect, yet of which no description can be given. Sunlight, yet with the ghostly pallor of a waning moon. The evening shadows of rock and hill and tree fell in lengthening lines, yet gray and dim. 

A hush fell upon the earth. Far in the east the the sky darkened and a shifting shade crept up towards the zenith -- and still the crescent shrunk -- faster and faster. Wierd [weird] shades fell around us, and we started to our feet in wild excitement, mingled with a strange feeling of terror as with one vivid flash and sparkle of dazzling light, the sun, in a second of time, was blotted out of the heavens.

I cannot describe to you how I felt wrapped in that mantle of darkness that fell in an instant over the earth. Only the outlines of the world at my feet were visible. All to the east, north and south hung darkness -- over the western horizon a pale orange glow. Hung in the gray air, a silvery aureole of pale flickering light was all . . . left of the king of day -- while close at his side shone out two glorious stars.

I trembled, I could have wept -- sublime yet filling the soul with a tenderness beyond words. I longed for it to last, for I felt as if in the very presence of God, yet like His presence, it was too much for man to endure.

Suddenly, in the midst of this tumult of thought, I perceived a subtle change come over the air, and a sudden spark of crimson light flashed out on the western edge of the silvery aureole.

In a few bewildering moments the glorious sunlight was shining, the stars were gone, the skies were bright, and Mother Earth woke from her fright, the gray pallor slowly leaving her lovely face. 

I sent the children away down the hill while I sat for a long time watching, (again thro' my glass) as the shadow slowly passed away. Not to be seen again for an hundred years! This thought deepens the interest. Neither you nor I, nor our children, will be on Earth when next the sun is blotted out. My own beloved, let us regale in the thought that we may then be together in a perfect world where the word farewell is never spoken.

The time of the total eclipse here was about half past five, and, according to the Almanac lasted only 2 minutes.

The chickens went to roost, but some that did not go into the hen house but as usual into a bush, came out again and ran about when the sun shone out. Some very funny scenes are told as occurring among the negroes -- an idea was prevailed among the most ignorant that the sun would not reappear that night, but in the meantime bears & wolves would descend form these mountains, and make wild work.And when the darkness fell so suddenly, there was scampering to get under shelter.

There is on the place an old negro of 94 years old.* Quite active, stately and old fashioned, he refused to come out and see it, saying contemptuously he was "used to 'clipses, had seed many a'one."

Will you please keep this letter? Imperfect as the account is, it will have an interest for us when we are old folks.

I think Nellie will remember the scene for a long time. Poor Harvey, not being able to understand the natural causes, was frightened.

But I must close this epistle which we will christen "Eclipse," with a heart full of fondest affection from your
Wife

[John Milton Binckley (1821-1878)
Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel Binckley (1838-1930)
Mother = Jane Mary Wood Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892)
Cousin Eliza Hughes =  Eliza Mary Johnston Hughes (1825-1909), married to cousin Robert William Hughes (1821-1901), one of the Abingdon lawyers, and wealthy
Nellie = Nellie/Ellen/Nella Fontaine Binckley (September 1, 1860-April 27, 1951) 
Harvey Mitchell Binckley (1864-1928)
Mrs. Delia Hughes, cousin Robert's sister-in-law = Delia Ann Stocking Hughes (1819-1897); her son =  William Morton Hughes (1858-after 1925)
Cousin Eliza's two boys = John Floyd Hughes (1861-1940) and Robert Morton Hughes (1855-1940)
*From the 1870 Census, Peter Hope, classified as mulatto and born circa 1776, living in the Hughes household; there were two other household members also thus classified: Louisa Saunders (born circa 1852) and Frank Trigg (born circa 1850)]

Original manuscript in the John Milton Binckley Papers, 1816-1943. Library of Congress Manuscript Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA. This is my rough transcription. 

Many thanks to William Myers for sending scanned copies of the documents from the Binckley papers, and also to Mary Davy and Sally Young for their assistance.
 

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley to John Milton Binckley, circa May 1869

[Fragment, Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley at Russell County[?], Virginia, to John Milton Binckley at Washington City, circa May 1869. As a second possibility, this could date to sometime in 1868, or even earlier. However, it seems to fit within the context of Mary Louisa's letters written during the 1869 period of her mother's convalescence].

. . . it was so. Everything in Virginia seems so sad and changed. The young men are without hope, the old have parted with it forever. Poverty and impudent free negroes are the most prominent features of society. And I verily believe that in a few years Virginians will be as close and grasping as the Yankees they have despised.

But I must stop, as I have an opportunity to send this letter and such a chance is not to be despised in this heathen land.

My love to dear brother Phil and your mother. The children mourn after you so. Every waterfall Nellie saw she "did wish she could draw for Papa." I think I will be able to get her to draw from nature when summer comes. I must stop.

Your own
Mary

[John Milton Binckley (1821-1878)
Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel Binckley (1838-1930)
Brother Phil = Philander H. Binckley (circa 1827-1898)
Your mother = Charlotta/Charlotte Stocker Binckley (1788-1877)
Nellie = Nella Fontaine Binckley (1860-1951). Already a fledgling artist. 
Harvey Mitchell Binckley (1864-1928)]



Original manuscript in the John Milton Binckley Papers, 1816-1943. Library of Congress Manuscript Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA. This is my rough transcription. 

Many thanks to William Myers for sending scanned copies of the documents from the Binckley papers, and also to Mary Davy and Sally Young for their assistance.  

Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley to John Milton Binckley, circa April 1869

[Fragment, Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley at Russell County, Virginia, to John Milton Binckley at Washington City, circa mid-to-late April 1869].

. . . not free from the disease which was violent inflammation of the stomach and bowels. When I was sent for they scarcely thought she would live to see me. [S]he is now improving rapidly, and tho' I know my mere presence and that of the children acts like a cordial her constant regret is that she was the means of breaking up my Bedford arrangements.

In a few days I hope she will be well enough for me to settle myself and make my summer arrangements and then I will write at length.

I feel very badly to-day. The reaction from the excitement, fatigue, and suspense and the soreness produced by 27 miles of jolting [during the trip from Abingdon to Russell by carriage]. The children are well. Nellie greatly interested in "little chickens" and Harvey gone down the creek fishing with Willie. This is a . . .

[This fragment is a part of a sequel letter to Mary Louisa's April 13, 1869 letter, link here

She = Jane Mary Wood Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892)
John Milton Binckley (1821-1878)
Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel Binckley (1838-1930)
Nellie = Nella Fontaine Binckley (1860-1951)
Harvey = Harvey Mitchell Binckley (1864-1928)
Willie = William M. Mitchell/Michel (1839-1908)]

Original manuscript in the John Milton Binckley Papers, 1816-1943. Library of Congress Manuscript Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA. This is my rough transcription. 

Many thanks to William Myers for sending scanned copies of the documents from the Binckley papers, and also to Mary Davy and Sally Young for their assistance.  


Thursday, September 15, 2016

Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley to John Milton Binckley, September 2, 1869


[Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley at Liberty [Wheatly, Bedford], Virginia, to John Milton Binckley at [Washington City], September 2, 1869].

My dearly beloved

Your note telling me that you were going out to Swartz's came to me yesterday morning just as I was starting out of town from John's wedding. I wanted to write the day before, but thought I would wait until after the affair was over so as to give you some idea of it. 

I went in day before yesterday evening out to Col. Wingfield's so as to dress out there and go in with the girls one of whom was to be bridesmaid. The talking, dressing, &c. you can imagine, so I will imagine myself stepping out of the carriage at the illuminated house door about 9 o'clock and a few minutes afterward being ushered (in all the glory of my black silk dress, little curls long curls, green satin hair-ribbon and a bright color,) into a large parlor full of the élite of Liberty. The Michels of course were in full force, Jinnie and Fannie were handsomely dressed and danced beautifully.

I suppose you will be satisfied when I tell you that I danced with the most splendid looking man in the room and received compliments on all sides upon my youthful and elegant appearance. You see, my husband, how vain I am of your wife. And all this time no word of bride or groom - well I think John has done well. She is not pretty, but has a face full of character, brightness, and amiability. So a great favorite among her girl friends which I think is a very good sign, is said to be a good economist manager and housekeeper. She certainly behaved with rare unselfishness that night, devoting herself entirely to the entertainment of the guests and playing for the dancers by the hour. Altogether I think John in looking undeniably happy -- he and she both behaved so merrily -- everything passed off well, handsome supper &c: and the bridal party including Jennie & Fannie went down to Richmond in the morning to spend some five days or a week. So much for the wedding.

I rejoice you are out at Swartz's, and hope it may refresh you.

I am called on for my letter -- they are starting to town & so must stop. I rec [received] magazines and newspapers. I am so sorry for Schwerkrofe[?] What will he do? Did you ever think of going to Norfolk? I think it would be a good thing for you provided they don't have chills there, and you may soon find out whether they do.

Goodbye my dear old darling -- will write again soon.

Your own Mary
[p.s.] All are well and send best love

[John Milton Binckley (1821-1878)
Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel Binckley (1838-1930)
Col. Wingfield = William Lewis Wingfield (1837-1911)
John = John E. Mitchell (1843-1918)
Bride = Charlotte "Lottie" Sophie Bell (1848-1928)
[Pencil annotation in letter = "Cousin Sophie was a delightful person as was Cousin John"]
Jinnie/Jennie = probably Virginia Mitchell (1840-?)
Fannie = probably Frances Ellen Mitchell (1847-1918)]

Original manuscript in the John Milton Binckley Papers, 1816-1943. Library of Congress Manuscript Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA. This is my rough transcription. 

Many thanks to William Myers for sending scanned copies of the documents from the Binckley papers, and also to Mary Davy and Sally Young for their assistance.



Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley to John Milton Binckley, July 11, 1869

[Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley at Jeffersonville [Tazewell], Virginia, to John Milton Binckley at Washington City, July 11, 1869].

[Pencil note: "A few stray cousins were methodist but the family all Episcopals except the Catholic Lee branch" -- and John Warfield Johnston crew].

My dearly beloved,

Here I am in in [sic] Jeffersonville [Tazewell] with cousin Mary, and cousin Henry Bowen attending Methodist Conference! Mother and the children are at cousin Henry's [Maiden Spring complex] with Victoria and the old rheumatic gentleman who you may remember. Nellie is rather forlorn missing the nice little girl companions she had at Col. Smith's but Victoria has promised her various rides on the pony and a trip up into one of those lovely valleys, so that Nellie is comforted. As for your boy, he is ----- well, I was interrupted again -- we are in a perfect whirl of company, invitations to dinner, tea, to stay all night, or to stay a week, and sermons morning, noon and night. Methodist preachers by the dozen, good eating, and splendid singing. In the midst of it all moves rustling around, the figure of your wife feeling gay and bright, and hearing constantly flattering and deferential references made to General Binckley! [D]oesn't that clap the climax? The natural consequence of all this pleasurable time is that said wifie in her stylish get up of lilac robe and white bonnet looks so well that the young men ask cousin Henry for introductions to the young lady with him! There, old man, what do you think of that? I  only wish you could see how well I look. 

My life for the last two weeks has agreed so entirely with me. I am gaining flesh and my cheeks are quite well colored. Above all I find I am bright in talk. Fun comes up naturally, and I realize that I amuse and interest those around me. I have had the entertaining of all cousin Mary's great houseful of company.

The Bishop and two other ministers return with us tomorrow to spend the night, and I have several expeditions planned. This much I say of my surface life. The inner I will not speak of now. There is too much -- only last night, when all was still, and I [text switches from ink to pencil] leaned out of the window, and for half an hour before bed my soul by a long gaze, unto the depths of starlit heaven and a heart burst of tenderness towards my love absent in the body, but oh how I longed to be with you in spirit.

It is a great trial to be so long without letters, a mail once a week. I was so disappointed that no letters came for me last Wednesday. I live in hopes of one next W. [Wednesday]. You can imagine how anxious I am. This has been a most egotistical letter, my love. Forgive me. I will write again in a few days.

Your own Mary

[Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley (1821-1878)
John Milton Binckley (1821-1878)

"Mother" = Jane Mary Wood Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892) Nellie/Ellen = Nella Fontaine Binckley (September 1, 1860-April 27, 1951)
"Your boy" = Harvey Mitchell Binckley (1864-1928)
Col. Smith = John Henry Anderson Smith (1847-1879), Smithfield, Rosedale, Russell County, Virginia 

Victoria = Victoria Miller (1837-abt. 1910?), daughter of James R, Miller (1802-1872), and sister of "cousin Mary" = Mary Elizabeth Miller Bowen (1828-1887), wife of "cousin Henry" = Henry Smith Bowen (1820-1887), who was a brother of Louisa Smith Bowen Johnston (1800-1873), who was the mother of John Warfield Johnston (1818-1889)] 

Original manuscript in the John Milton Binckley Papers, 1816-1943. Library of Congress Manuscript Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA. This is my rough transcription. 

Many thanks to William Myers for sending scanned copies of the documents from the Binckley papers, and also to Mary Davy and Sally Young for their assistance.


Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley to John Milton Binckley, July 6, 1869

[Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley at Rosedale, Virginia, to John Milton Binckley at Washington City, July 6, 1869]

Col. Smith's 
Rosedale [Russell County, Virginia]
July 6th 1869

My darling, how long it seems since I wrote, or had a letter!  And yet it is only a week. I thought I would not write again until I heard from you, especially as I have had no word from you since you received my letter for consent, I do so long to know if it satisfied you. I hope so eagerly for a letter tomorrow. Only think how patient I am forced to be. One mail per week!  And in Tazewell, the same same. We have been here a week. What a change it is, to be sure. From the atmosphere of gloom, discontent, starvation . . . bad management, continual crisis and low-bred churlish neighbors to this great rambling, hospitable old house -- full of careless good-humour in the person of our jolly restless chatty hostess -- goodness in our host, entertainment constant and varied in the visitors -- relations of Mrs. Smith. Viz. Her sister Mrs. Maynard quite an elegant woman from Richmond, and sensible mother, a true lady -- and her four girls -- the eldest a charming little thing of 16.* Two younger play with Nellie and the little one is Harvey's companion and sweetheart. There is also a cousin a Miss Ida Evans from Richmond, a pleasant intelligent young lady.

We have received attentions from the immediate neighbors -- gentry, all of them; and I confess it is a treat to once more mix with "my own kind." I find low people very trying in ["Eastville, evidently" -- pencil  note] a social way.

And such dinners and suppers as we have had spread here in our honor! I was afraid at first my children would disgrace themselves with astonishment, but the dear chaps have behaved well. I shall be sorry to leave all this pleasantness, but in spite of persuasions to stay, we must go on to Tazewell tomorrow morning.

I have engaged a wagon from the Mills to come up and take us over.

I cannot tell how long we will remain in Tazewell. Will write from there as soon as I can possibly send a l letter.

Before I forget it let me tell you -- rather let me suggest that you might send the story of Little Willie to Demorest's "Young America" 838 Broadway N. York. 

I will look over my things and see if I cannot find the directors of another child's paper or mag. that might take the illustrations. I keep copies of everything [(she wrote) -- pencil annotation]. I am enjoying myself, consequently am improving rapidly in health, and am in fine spirits. I want to draw a good deal while in Tazewell. But don't intend to worry over anything. Am almost through with my sewing, and intend to take things easy now. I do not regret my past three months, have already forgotten the most disagreeable past, and will all soon fade away.

I am so anxious to know what you are determining on. This Mrs. Maynard is preparing to go . . . [ends here -- page missing?]

*[pencil annotation: Blanche? After wards Mrs. Gwin of Calif. (1854-1936), daughter in law of the --- and mother of Mary Bell Gwin. One of the girls was Sally Maynard of San Francisco]

Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley (1821-1878)
John Milton Binckley (1821-1878)
Nellie/Ellen = Nella Fontaine Binckley (September 1, 1860-April 27, 1951)
Harvey = Harvey Mitchell Binckley (1864-1928)
Col. Smith = John Henry Anderson Smith (1847-1879)
Mrs. Smith (his mother) = Mary Douglas Anderson Smith
Smithfield, Rosedale, Russell County, Virginia 

Original manuscript in the John Milton Binckley Papers, 1816-1943. Library of Congress Manuscript Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA. This is my rough transcription. 

Many thanks to William Myers for sending scanned copies of the documents from the Binckley papers, and also to Mary Davy and Sally Young for their assistance.

Monday, September 12, 2016

Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley to John Milton Binckley, April 13, 1869

[Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley at Abingdon, Virginia, to John Milton Binckley at Washington City, April 13, 1869]

My beloved one


I reached here this morning, left Liberty last night. Found snow here 2 inches and snowing in such a storm all day, that when at last after indefatigable efforts uncle Bev procured a conveyance, the storm was so fearful and the day so far advanced that both he and cousin John thought it impossible to go to-day. So here I am, trying to have patience, to compose myself. The physician whom uncle Bev sent over from Abingdon expected to return today, but up to this hour has not come. Whether it is on account of the storm, or because mother is worse we cannot tell.


I received your telegram -- for answer, I must say my beloved, do no wait if it interferes in the least with your matters. I am now composed. I have recovered from the first frantic feeling of yesterday, and now I think I can go through whatever may come. If you could remain in Washington a few days longer without inconvenience, I would be very glad, for I would like to send you word when the decisive change comes either for better or worse. I go over tomorrow, no matter if it does storm.


Every one is kind and good as can be. Uncle Bev wants me to leave the children here, but if mother is to die she must see these her first and best loved grand-children.


The travel and anxiety make me feel sick, but do not be uneasy, my own dearie, I have a good constitution, and great powers of endurance. Your telegram will be answered as soon as possible.


I hope that the state of suspense will be ended tomorrow. 


Your own wife


[Note: telegram from 
Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley at Liberty, Virginia, to John Milton Binckley at Washington City, Received at Willards [Willard's Hotel]. 438 N St. April 12, 1869. "Received telegram saying mother is very ill -- I go tonight."] 

Mary Louisa Mitchell Binckley (1838-1930)
John Milton Binckley (1821-1878)

Mother =  Jane Mary Wood Johnston (1811-1892)
Uncle Bev = Beverly Randolph Johnston (1803-1876)
Cousin John = John Warfield Johnston (1818-1889)
The children = Nellie/Ellen/Nella Fontaine Binckley (September 1, 1860-April 27, 1951) and Harvey Mitchell Binckley (1864-1928) 


Original manuscript in the John Milton Binckley Papers, 1816-1943. Library of Congress Manuscript Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA. This is my rough transcription. 

Many thanks to William Myers for sending scanned copies of the documents from the Binckley papers, and also to Mary Davy and Sally Young for their assistance.