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Wathen-Spalding 1798 Marriage Bond – Washington County

Know all men by these presents that we,Henry H. Wathen and John B. Wathen, are held and firmly bound unto his Excellency, the Governor of Kentucky, in the sum of fifty pounds current money, to the payment of which well and truly to be made to the said Governor and his successors.  We bind ourselves, our heirs, jointly and severally, firmly by these presents, sealed with our seals and dated this 11th day of April 1798.

The Condition of the above obligation is such that whereas there is a marriage shortly intended between the above bound Henry H. Wathen and Mary Spalding, for which a license has issued.  Now if there be no lawful cause to obstruct the said marriage, then this obligation to be void or else to remain in full force.

Henry H. Wathen, John B. Wathen

John Reed

Sir, you may issue marriage license between Henry H. Wathen and my daughter, Mary Spalding, and am your servant.

Benedict Spalding, 14th April 1798

John Reed, Clerk, Washington County, Kentucky

John B. Wathen, Thomas Spalding

Although married in Washington County, when Marion County was formed in 1834, Henry Hudson Wathen and wife Mary Spalding were living in that area – now known as the Calvary area of Marion County.  In the 1850 census of Marion County Henry H. Spalding, 84, born in Maryland, is living with son Richard Wathen, his wife Mary Sophia, and their seven children – Benedict J., Harriet E., Susan A., John B., William H., Richard M. and Mary C.  Mary Spalding Wathen died in 1847, and Henry Hudson Spalding died in 1851.  They lived as man and wife for 49 years.

Nathan Robinson and Ida Bell Robinson Obituaries

The Harrodsburg Herald, Mercer County, Kentucky

Friday, July 22, 1932

Mrs. Ida Bell Robinson, aged 61, died early Wednesday at her home at Tablow, this county. She was the daughter of James and Sarah Satterly Robinson, and was a prominent Christian woman in the community where she lived having been a devout member of the Bethel Baptist church for 36 years. Her funeral was held there this morning conducted by the Rev. W. D. Moore, and burial was in the Bethel Cemetery. Besides her husband, Nathan Robinson, she leaves two sons, Fred Robinson and Christopher Robinson, both of this county, and three grandchildren and a foster-daughter, Mrs. Howard Shewmaker, of Cornishville. She is also survived by two sisters, Mrs. H. P. Bunch and Mrs. David Harley, and two brothers, Henry and David Robinson.

The casket bearers at her funeral were William and Walter Releford, Tilford Robinson, L. Robinson, Russell and Andrew Bunch.

Nathan Robinson, 1868-1936.  Ida Bell Robinson, 1871-1932.  Bethel Baptist Cemetery, Mercer County, Kentucky.

The Harrodsburg Herald, Mercer County, Kentucky

Friday, February 28, 1936

Nathan Robinson, 68 years of age, died Monday, February 24, 1936, after only six days illness with pneumonia. He was a well-known citizen of the Tablow section of Mercer County, and the son of W. M. and Sarah Beasley Robinson. He is survived by his wife, Mrs. Laudie Murphy Robinson, and two sons, Fred Robinson, Harrodsburg, and Chris Robinson, of Tablow, four grandchildren and one great-grandchild.

He also leaves his father, W. M. Robinson, who is 91 years old; five sisters, Mrs. James Dorsey, Washington county; Mrs. Silas Releford, Bohon; Mrs. Clarence McClain, Mrs. Howard Shewmaker, near Cornishville; Mrs. Edgar Robinson, Duncan; four brothers, B. L. Robinson, Anderson county; James L. Robinson, Willisburg; R. L. Robinson, Fisherville, and Overton Robinson, Sharpsville.

The funeral was at 3 o’clock on Tuesday afternoon at Bethel Baptist church, with burial in the Bethel cemetery. Six nephews were the pall bearers; Will, Walter, Grover Releford; Tilford and Orvie Robinson and Andrew Bunch.

DAR Application Based On Captain John Linton

Today I share with you the original National Society, Daughters of the American Revolution working sheet for application of Adelaide Linton Cartier.  She is a cousin, along with being a cousin of Garwood Linton, my good friend (and cousin!) from Logan County and Jefferson County.  He brought Adelaide’s boxes of research to me several years ago.  Adelaide, of course, entered the DAR through our mutual great-great-grandfather, Captain John Hancock Linton, lieutenant and then captain of the Loudoun Militia.  He was born in Prince William County, Virginia, in 1750, before the county of Loudoun was formed.  John married Ann Mason, a daughter of Benjamin Mason and Elizabeth Berkeley.  During the last few years of the 18th century and the first few years of the 19th century, several of John and Ann’s children (along with a few of her brothers and sisters) came to Kentucky.  The Masons settled in Nelson County, along with Moses Linton.  The rest of the Linton’s made roots in neighboring Washington County.  In 1818, the remaining children came with the Captain.  I can just see that long line of children, grandchildren, slaves, packhorses, coming through the Cumberland Gap!  John Linton lived to the grand age of 86, his wife, 82.  They, along with other family members, are buried in the Linton Cemetery on Hwy 555.

Now for Adelaide’s application.

Mrs. Adelaide Linton Cartier, wife of Roderic Walter Cartier, descendant of Captain John Linton.

  1. I am the daughter of Hugh Walter Linton, born February 22, 1883, at Logan County, Kentucky, died at Hopkinsville, Kentucky, on March 21, 1945, and his only wife, Lydabel Garnett, born on October 12, 1891, at Hopkinsville, Kentucky, married on February 5, 1913.
  2. The said Hugh Walter Linton was the child of John Wesley Linton, born on November 14, 1843, at Logan County, Kentucky, died at Russellville, Kentucky, on July 4, 1930, and his only wife Emma Adelaide Proctor, born on October 11, 1850, at Logan County, Kentucky, died at Russellville, Kentucky, on May 10, 1928, married on November 11, 1869.
  3. The said John Wesley Linton was the child of Benjamin Burkett Linton, born on April 29, 1821, died at Logan County, Kentucky, on July 23, 1894, and his first wife, Nancy Jane Newman, born on March 6, 1822, at Muhlenberg County, Kentucky, died at Logan County, Kentucky, on July 7, 1879, married February 2, 1843.
  4. The said Benjamin Burkett Linton was the child of Rev. Benjamin Franklin Linton, born on June 10, 1777, at Virginia, died at Springfield, Kentucky, in 1861 and his wife Lucy Crewdson, born in 1785, died at Logan County, Kentucky, on August 13, 1837, married 1800.
  5. The said Benjamin Franklin Linton was the child of Captain John Linton, born in 1750, at Prince William County, Virginia, died at Springfield, Kentucky, December 4, 1836, and his wife Ann Mason, born in Virginia, died at Springfield, Kentucky, in 1832, married about 1770.

Details showing the family descent.  Give reference to verify the above statement of birth, marriage and death, by volume and page of reference is made to published work, and a duplicate certified or attested copy of facts where reference is made to Family Bible, tombstone, or other unpublished authority.  Statements based upon tradition cannot be considered.

File Case of John Linton, Virginia and Kentucky

2nd generation – Birth, death and marriage dates from Family Bible, shown in affidavit No. I.  Marriage is also shown in Logan County Court Records, Book 3, Page 100.

3rd generation – Birth, death, marriage dates from Family Bible and on tombstones at Bibbs Chapel Cemetery, sworn to in affidavits I and II.

4th generation – Birth place and date on B. F. Linton found in St. Louis Medical and Surgical Journal, January and February issue 1867.  His death date on tombstone near Springfield, Kentucky, sworn to in affidavit No. II.  His wife’s birth and death dates found on tombstone at Kennerly Chapel in affidavit No. II.  Affidavit No. I shows B. B. Linton was son of B. F. Linton.

Ancestor’s Services

The said Captain John Linton was lieutenant in Militia for Loudoun County, Virginia.  Commissioned in February 8, 1779, recommended August 1778.  Commissioned Captain of the Militia in Loudoun County, Virginia, April 10, 1781, recommended February 1781.  He was Lieutenant in the Third Continental Dragoons.  The said Captain John Linton is the ancestor who assisted in establishing American Independence, while acting in the capacity of lieutenant in the Militia for Loudoun County, Virginia, from February 8, 1779, to April 10, 1781, when he was commissioned captain of the Militia for Loudoun County, Virginia.

State authority for service claimed by volume and page – Order Book ‘G’, Folio 130, page 134-135.  History of Loudoun County, Virginia, Vol. 9, Page 22, 54, Virginia County Records.

I need to research the Third Continental Dragoons before I could positively say that John Linton was a part of that group.  Today I sent an email to the Loudoun County Clerk for more information.  I will let you know what I find.

Joseph West – Crushed by Log

Joseph West, born January 12, 1830, died January 21, 1853.  Forks of Dix River Cemetery, Garrard County, Kentucky.

The Kentucky Tribune, Danville, Boyle County, Kentucky

Friday, January 21, 1853

How said to have such a young man taken from his family.  In the 1850 census of Garrard County Joseph is the oldest child, listed with parents Richard and Allena, along with seven brothers and sisters.

Prepare for death.  I was in health when stricken down by a log.  4 days before my death.

Friend, for I  had no enemy.  Where I am I want you to come.

Capt. D. T. Bligh – Famous Detective From Louisville Kentucky

The Courier-Journal, Louisville, Jefferson County, Kentucky

Sunday, March 2, 1890

Capt. Delos T. Bligh, the veteran Chief of Louisville’s detective force, is dead.  The melancholy event occurred last evening at his residence, 1024 Seventh Street.  The immediate cause of death was organic disease of the heart, although, since he first became ill, he had suffered with dropsy.

Capt. Bligh’s illness dates some five months back, and he has been growing gradually weaker ever since.  He had not been out of the house for three months, but during that time had rallied frequently, sufficiently to create strong hopes in the breasts of his family that he would eventually recover, despite his advanced age.  He had, however, told Capt. Daly that he would never get well.  He was conscious up to the supreme moment and passed away with a struggle.  He had been growing noticeably weaker during the forenoon and had caused Capt. Daly to be telephoned for.  While conversing with Capt. Daly he exhibited signs of weakness, dozing off after speaking a few words and rallying with an effort.  His eyes would roll, and he gave every evidence of approaching dissolution.  He seemed to realize the fact, and when Capt. Daly left, about 12:30 o’clock, the sufferer said, ‘Good-bye, Jim,’ and feebly waved his hand, his manner and tone indicating that he knew the farewell was for all time.

Had Capt. Bligh lived until the 19th of this month he would have been sixty-seven years old.  He was not a member of any church, but all his family belong to the Broadway Methodist Church, of which Dr. Gilby C. Keller is pastor.  He leaves a widow, Mrs. Kate Bligh, and six daughters, three of whom are married.  All were present at the time of his death, except Mrs. C. P. Williamson, wife of the well-known foundryman of Birmingham, the eldest daughter, who has been summoned by telegraph and will reach this city today.  The next daughter is Mrs. Dr. Wiley Rogers, and the others are Misses Anna and Amy, twins, Miss Lois and Mrs. Nellie Watts, now a resident of Winfield, Kansas.  Miss Anna is a teacher in the Tenth Ward school, Miss Amy in the Ninth Ward, and Miss Lois occupies the position of critic teacher in the Normal School.

Capt. Bligh was an old and honored member of the Masonic fraternity, having been made a Mason in Abraham Lodge, No. 8, of which Judge R. H. Thompson is the present Master, May 28, 1857.  He was made a life member of the lodge October 25, 1872.  As soon as the tidings of his death reached the City Hall, the fire bells were tolled, conveying the sad news to many friends who, anticipating the event, would know to whom this honor was paid.  A detail of officers was made to watch beside the body.  Detectives Daly and Fritsch were on the first part of the night, to be succeeded by Detective Cassin and Officer Leatherman the latter part, with Officer Wash Slater to perform a similar service after daylight this morning.  Maj. Owens will make still further details today.

No funeral arrangements have been made, and none will be made until after the arrival of Mrs. Williamson from Birmingham.  It is probable, however, that it will take place tomorrow afternoon.  It is the desire of the family that the obsequies shall be as quiet as possible, but Capt. Bligh was so universally known, and so popular, that it is likely that this will have to be in a measure abandoned, in order that his friends may testify their appreciation of the worth of the man who, more than any other individual, has been of such great service to the city in ridding it of evil-doers and keeping them away.

The Detective’s Life

Capt. Delos T. Bligh was one of the most notable detectives of this country.  By his sobriquet of ‘Yankee’ Bligh he was known far and near.  To the crooks of the land the mere mention of his name caused a feeling of uneasiness.  The sight of his towering figure and searching eye gave them a frigid sensation.  He knew and had handled nearly all the clever thieves.  Many of the cracksmen, konjacker, bunko steerer, forger, murderer and dark worker in every avenue of crime had felt the power of his hand, and one and all knew his reputation was not the result of fulsome praise or nerveless dread.  The terror of his name alone, in keeping knaves away from the city, was worth all he ever received for his services.

He ranked second in his profession, Allan Pinkerton alone enjoying a more redoubtable position in the estimation of the people they had to deal with.  And this fact arose largely from the latter having at his command a far greater number of assistants.  In many respects Bligh was the equal and in some the superior of the founder of the Chicago detective bureau.  They were great personal friends and always had a high regard for each other.  Whenever Pinkerton wanted anything in Capt. Bligh’s territory, the latter was the man consulted.

The bare recital of all the detective work done by ‘Yankee’ Bligh would furnish a volume as thrilling as the most ingenious weavings of Gaboriau or Du Boisgobey or their rivals in the field of detective fiction.  But Capt. Bligh had one trait that many others in his business lacked.  He never sought notoriety and praise for his achievements.  He was sometimes considered a little too reserved about telling the stories of his arrests and the facts about the captives.  His mind was a storehouse of information about criminals that might have brought him a large pecuniary return had he consented to publish it.  But his he never would.  He kept most he knew to himself or imparted it only to his colleagues and subordinates when the occasion required.  He was always careful not to allow a picture of himself to get into the hands of any one.  He thought it might be reproduced and destroy a part of his effectiveness as a detective.  But, two years ago, feeling that his active service in he field was about closing, he consented to allow his likeness to be published, and the first authentic sketch and portrait of him was given to the Courier-Journal at that time.

The afterward famous detective was born in the Empire State.  It was at the little town of Franklin, Delaware County, New York, March 19, 1823, that he first beheld the light of day.  While he was a mere boy, his parents removed to Meadville, Pennsylvania.  As he grew up he was apprenticed to the trade of bricklaying and became a fair mechanic with the trowel.  But this vocation was not entirely to his liking.  The outdoor work developed a naturally grand constitution, and when he attained manhood his physical strength was equaled by that of few men.  Added to this was an ignorance of such a sensation as fear.  Still, he was very different from most men endowed with attributes.  He was never overbearing or in the remotest degree brutal.  On the contrary, he had a keen sense of right, and never abused the power of his personal strength or official position.

In his youth he read the stories of the great Far West.  He heard the occasional tales of stragglers who had crossed the rolling prairies and slept in the shadows of the snow-capped peaks of the Rocky Mountains.  So, when he was nineteen years of age, he packed his carpet-bag and started.  He had very little money.  Up to that time he had never had much he could call his own.  So, he had to work his way.

Reaching Pittsburgh, he halted for a time to replenish his exchequer.  He remained there only a short time.  In the meantime, he had cogitated his plans for the future.  He was scarcely able to decide upon the course he would take, but finally concluded to go to the Rocky Mountains and enter the fur trade at the first round.  But for the chance that caused him to locate in Louisville, he might have become to that craggy land what Kenton and Boone were to Kentucky, what Crockett and Houston were to Texas.

Stopped Here By Accident

However, young Bligh’s home was never nearer to the Occident than in the city beside the Ohio Falls.  When the boat on which he took passage at Pittsburgh reached Louisville it had to lay up, because of low water preventing navigation.  The first morning he walked up the levee into the city that was destined to become the scene of his later triumphs, he little thought he would make it his home.  Still less did he anticipate the course he afterward pursued in his life.  But that day he learned it would be a long wait before he could get further west.  The only means of travel was by water.  He could not live on nothing, so he sought work and found it, as a hod-carrier on the old Louisville Theater, the erection of which had just been begun on the site of the present Courier-Journal building, at Fourth and Green Streets.  For a few weeks he climbed the ladder literally, bearing upon his broad shoulders the bricks and mortar for the Thespian temple.  Then he metaphorically climbed the ladder of life one notch by receiving a promotion to the somewhat more exalted place at the top of the walls.  He served as a brick-layer until the structure was completed.  By this time, he had become attached to Louisville.  He liked the people and they took well to the herculean young stranger whom chance had thrown among them.

When the United States threw the mantle of protection over the struggling Lone Star State, then smarting under the Mexican yoke, and war was declared, among the first to answer the call for troops was the Louisville Legion.  Young Bligh was in the van.  In May 1846, he enlisted in Company A, and a few days later went with it to help the Texans whip the greasers.  Over the Rio Grande the Kentuckians went, to plant the stars and stripes above the cactus-covered Mexican soil.  Private Bligh was a great favorite with his comrades.  His presence seemed to make the bivouacs on the parched soil more endurable and the sharp marches less fatiguing.  But he was not destined to stay with his company till the moment of triumph arrived, when Gen. Scott entered the City of Mexico at the head of the United States soldiery.  At Bareta, nine miles from the mouth of the Rio Grande, he had his left arm broken, but he remained with his company.  When the great battle of Monterey occurred, young Bligh entered the fray with his arm still in the sling.  In the engagement it was again injured, and that time so badly that he never again was able to use it as effectively as he had before.  The surgeon ordered him home and he arrived here in November 1846, after an absence of six months.  It was a few weeks later that he entered first upon the duties of the vocation that brought him into prominence.  Mayor Kaye sent for him and appointed him a deputy under Capt. William A. Ronald, then City Marshall.

At that time the entire police force consisted of sixteen Deputy Marshalls, two for each of the eight wards into which the city was divided.  He remained in that position for several years, and then resigned to take the place of a private policemen at the theater he had helped to build.  In 1856 he was again appointed to a place on the Louisville police force, this time by Mayor Barbee.  He was soon made a day watchman-at-large and was the first officer of that character Louisville had.  Later he was joined in the same capacity by Joe Jeans and still later by Capt. Jack Gallagher.  For a long time, Capt. Bligh watched the river front, where all travelers arrived and departed from, before the days of the iron horse.  Here he became acquainted, at least by sight, with all the crooks who traveled up and down the Ohio River.

He had developed remarkable aptitude for his work.  While he had not himself given it any thought when he first began police duty, he was possessed of almost unequalled natural gifts as a detective.  His memory of names, faces and facts were extraordinary, and this was of invaluable assistance to him.  Many are the anecdotes related in criminal and police circles about his recollection.  It has been frequently asserted, and most of his confreres still stoutly asseverate that if he saw a man once and had reason to bear him in mind, as he would in the case of a crook, he never forgot him.  No matter what the circumstances, he would know him again wherever he saw him.  But the only disadvantage he had was that the rule worked both ways.  If ever a crook had dealings with Capt. Bligh, he, too, remembered the detective.  It was next to impossible for him to disguise himself.  He stood six feet one inch tall and weighed usually from 240 to 250 pounds.  Whatever else he might do, he could not disguise the form.  Capt. Bligh was fully aware that the value of disguise existed principally in the imagination of ‘Old Sleuth’ romances.  The best detectives of all time have put little stress upon the assistance of disguises.  Capt. Bligh scarcely gave them a consideration.  He depended largely upon his mind.  He studied criminal life from personal observation.  So diligent was he in this regard that he mastered the details of the methods pursued by each actor in the drama of crime.

When a regular detective force was established in this city Capt. Bligh was one of the four men who composed it.  He was made Chief Detective and had remained in that capacity through every change political or municipal ever since.  When the clashings of Mayoralty or other contests made every other officer in the department quake for his head, Capt. Bligh remained unconcerned, and, with the best of men being decapitated all about him, he always remained in his position undisturbed.  It was a tribute every Mayor had to pay the man’s genius, his value to the public, that none ever thought of displacing him.  He formerly made frequent trips to all parts of the country but had ceased to do so of late years.  Nearly forty-four years ago Capt. Bligh first became a public officer.  The last term of service had extended over a continuous period of thirty-four years, and altogether he had devoted about forty-three years of his life to the vocation of public peace officer and detective.

Capt. Bligh was twice married, and his domestic relations were always of the most felicitous nature.  The great hunter of criminals had a dual side to his character.  Away from home he was ever the alert, shrewd detective, dispassionately and cleverly doing his duty.  At home he was simply the man, wrapped up in the love of and for his wife and children.  He was largely endowed with a love for domesticity, and not the least praiseworthy of his characteristics was the manner that characterized his every act as husband and father.  He ten children, all daughters, five by his first marriage and five by his second.  His first wife was Miss Cassandra Davis, a native of Virginia, who, however, with her parents, resided in Louisville at the time of her marriage to Capt. Bligh, about forty-five years ago.  Three of the daughters who blessed this union are dead.  The other two are Mrs. Emma Rogers, wife of Dr. Wiley Rogers, the well-known druggist, and Mrs. Mary H. Williamson, wife of Mr. Charles P. Williamson, head of the Williamson Iron Company, of Birmingham, Alabama.  Their mother died in 1858, at the age of thirty-three years.

Capt. Bligh’s second marriage took place in 1859, when Miss Kate Ovington, of this city, became his wife.  Four of their daughters and Mrs. Bligh survive the noted detective.  The daughters are Misses Amy, Anna and Lois Bligh and Mrs. Nellie Watts, who, until recently, lived here, but now resides in Kansas.

Some of His Famous Cases

To attempt to enumerate the famous cases in which Capt. Bligh played a part would involve the criminal history of this section of the country.  On many occasions he would probably have lost his life had he not been ever watchful in handling criminals.  On only one occasion did he find it necessary, however, to take a human life.  That was when, a few years ago, in the purest self-defense, he shot an infuriated Chinaman, who was charging on a crowd with an uplifted hatchet.  Had he not fired his life would beyond doubt have been taken by the unrestrainable Celestial.  Capt. Bligh was very promptly acquitted and fully exonerated both by the courts and public opinion.

One of the notable arrest he made was in company with Detective Gallagher, when George Shepherd, one of the Younger gang, was caught.  The Youngers, Shepherd and two other members of the band of outlaws, named Cummings and Samuels, had robbed the bank at Russellville and killed the cashier.  This was in 1866.  A few months later Capt. Bligh located Shepherd in Nelson County.  Taking Detective Gallagher with him he went to arrest him.  Shepherd was found in a little cross-road grocery, armed to the teeth.  As Bligh and Gallagher walked into the store Shepherd saw them.  He threw a hand back to each hip, where a couple of revolvers adorned his cartridge belt.  But before he could draw either pistol the two detectives were upon him.  He struggled hard, and it looked several times as if the only way to save their own lives was to kill the desperado.  Here was where Capt. Bligh’s physical strength served him well.  Shepherd was subdued and disarmed.  But for Capt. Bligh’s strength human blood would almost certainly have paid the penalty of an attempt to arrest the outlaw, who seemed to rather court death than submit to arrest.

Capt. Bligh and Gallagher also worked out the clues and traced down the famous counterfeiter Pete McCarthy, the most renowned maker of the queer that ever infested the Central United States.  He was located and did his work at an old frame house, at Twenty-Ninth and Bank Streets, and there he was caught.

Another gang of counterfeiters that had been flooding the country with base coin was broken up by Capt. Bligh about 1866.  It was known as the ‘Dago band’ and had their headquarters on Second Street, near Main.  The plan was to make the money here and ‘shove’ it in all other parts of the country.  Capt. Bligh worked a long time, tracing the counterfeiters to the seat of manufacture, and captured the whole band at one bold stroke.  They were all sent to the penitentiary for long terms.

Brice McPhun, the Calcutta, forger, who had mulcted his victims in India for a quarter of a million, was also captured in this city by Capt. Bligh and Detective, now Maj. William Owens.  The failure of the Calcutta officer to bring one paper allowed McPhun to go free on a technicality, habeas corpus being the means of his release.

When Stephen A. Douglas was stumping the country in his presidential canvass, in 1860, Capt. Bligh captured a whole busload of English pickpockets, who were following the campaign speakers, fleecing the people.  Again in 1876, when Hayes was here, he repeated the operation, only this time the pickpockets were of all nationalities.

The consequence of such achievements as continuously marked his public career was to make thieves shun Louisville as the one place in the country where their most dangerous foe was.  ‘Don’t go to Louisville,’ they would say to any ‘pal’ who had never been here, ‘that “Yankee” Bligh will nab you, sure.  He is the toughest fly cop in the country and can’t square him.’

D. T. Bligh, born March 19, 1823, died March 1, 1890.  Kate Ovington, wife of Delos T. Bligh, born June 29, 1836, died May 26, 1912.  Cave Hill Cemetery, Louisville, Jefferson County, Kentucky.

The Courier-Journal, Louisville, Jefferson County, Kentucky

Monday, May 27, 1912

Tharp and Tabitha Hughes Obituaries

Tharp Hughes, died January 20, 1887, aged 76 years.  Forks of Dix River Baptist Cemetery, Garrard County, Kentucky.

The Kentucky Advocate, Danville, Boyle County

Friday, January 28, 1887

Tabitha Hughes, born August 24, 1816, died March 9, 1890[8].

The Stanford Interior Journal, Lincoln County, Kentucky

March 11, 1898

From the Garrard County census records Tharp and Tabitha’s children are listed as Virginia Catherine, William H., America, Abner, Lysander, Adelia and Mina.  I believe there was one more, Flora.  In 1860 Tabitha’s mother, Mary O’Bannon, is living with the family.  And Tabitha’s surname is supported by the birth record of Adelia, May 20, 1855, which lists her parents as Tharp Hughes and Tabitha O’Bannon.

Pine Knot Cemetery – McCreary County

A few of the photos taken in Pine Knot Cemetery in rural McCreary County.  Take US27 south past Whitley City, to the little area of Pine Knot, turn left to 1651.  If you get to Strunk, you’ve gone too far!  And if you reach the Tennessee border it’s time to turn around!

Kizzie King Lay, November 6, 1910 – April 8, 1941.  She was a kind and affectionate wife, a fond mother, and a friend to all.

Nettie King Young, 1875-1935.  Aunt Net is gone with Jesus.

Nancy L. Campbell, 1866-1920.  M. B. Campbell, 1866-1928.

Martha A. Swain, born April 9, 1864, died December 3, 1937.  The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.

Dr. P. Medekle, March 23, 1844 – October 28, 1928.  At rest.

Ella Wood, wife of Harry Jones, born February 10, 1878, died July 11, 1913.  Ella, we miss you at home.

Calvin Richardson, Pvt CO E, 32 KY INF, Civil War, 1828-1888.

William J. Lee, March 20, 1853 – October 8, 1909.