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Tuesday, February 16, 2021

Enroute To Illinois


The Life and Adventures of Capt. Robert W. Andrews, of Sumter, South ..., By Robert W. Andrews:

"...I met Mr Middleton Brooks, who kept the tavern in Statesburg, who offered me three hundred and fifty dollars and expenses to go to Vandalia, in the State of Illinois, for his father. I had then a 'trotting horse,' which I sold and bought one more fitted for the trip. I left my men in charge of my carpentering business, and, on June 5th, 1825, started for Illinois, passing through Camblin and


Salisbury On A North Carolina Map At LOC

Lancaster, South Carolina and Charlottetown and Salsbury, North Carolina, through Brunswick County, across the Blue Ridge mountains, by the Swannana Gap, into Tennesee; passed through that State and Kentucky, to the Ohio river, which I reached at Hudson's Ferry."


Monday, April 20, 2020

Tavern Between Abingdon And Knoxville


Source

"...my [Davy Crockett's] father again removed, and this time settled in Jefferson county, now in the state of Tennessee; where he opened a tavern on the road from Abbingdon to Knoxville. His tavern was on a small scale, as he was poor; and the principal accommodations which he kept, were for the waggoners who travelled the road. [Davy Crockett book].




Thursday, September 8, 2016

When Spencer Met Gorham


Map of the Phelps And Gorham Purchase

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"...Robert Morris bought a tract of 1,267,000 acres of land in western New York from Phelps and Gorham, partners, who had obtained title from the state of Massachusetts. Morris shortly sold his land to a syndicate of English capitalists, but his son, Thomas, nevertheless came to Canandaigua to reside in 1792, making the place his permanent home. At the time of his hospitality to Spencer he was both a new resident of Canandaigua and a young man, being about twenty-three years of age.

I entered the ferry-house where we found Mr. Nathaniel Gorham... .  Here we spent the night, and on the next morning after a very early breakfast set out on horseback (a separate horse being provided for me) for Canandaigua. Traveling rapidly and stopping only an hour at noon to bait our horses and take a luncheon of biscuit and cheese, we rested at night at an Indian village; and on the next day, dining at about twelve o'clock at a tavern near the west bank of the Genesee, arrived at Canandaigua a little after dark; thus performing a journey of nearly a hundred miles through the wilderness, along a footpath, in two days.  [Source - The Indian Captivity Of O. M. Spencer]