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Thrashley E. White

Edwin Davis

Thrashley E White was born October 25th, 1805 in the Westfield Community of Chesterfield County, SC. Died April 8th, 1880, age 75, in the Westfield Community of Chesterfield County, SC.


Eliza Ann Jones, daughter of Reverend Wiley Jones, and Sara (last name may be Bell), was born December 12th, 1887, Buffalo Community, Kershaw County, SC. Her mother, Sara, was American Indian, either full blood or half blood. This is very obvious by all the dark complexion cousins we have. Also, Eliza told her grandchildren that her mother was Indian. They did not think or care to ask if she was full blood or half blood.


Buffalo is a cross roads, store, fire department, school, and Mt Pisgah Baptist Church, about three miles south of Kershaw, SC. Reverend Wiley Jones was Pastor of Mt Pisgah Baptist Church in the Buffalo Community, and is buried in the Mt Pisgah Baptist Church cemetery. Sharon Corey Freemand has been to his burial site. His grave was properly marked in the summer of 2017.


Reverend Wiley Jones came to the Westfield Community, Chesterfield County, SC, around 1850-1851 to hold a revival. He brought his daughter Eliza Ann Jones, who was around 22-24 years old. While here, she met Thrashley White, many years her senior, fell in love, and married him. To the best of our knowledge, she never returned to Kershaw, Buffalo Community. She and Thrashley had eight children. The youngest, Ellison Thrashley White, is my grandpa who we all called “Dee”.


When Thrashley died in 1880, Eliza Ann Jones White came to live with several of her children as she and Thrashley owned no land. Thrashley lost his land, 202 acres more or less because of debt and taxes. His property was sold at the court house in 1844.
Sometime around 1906, Eliza Ann Jones White came to live with her youngest son, Ellison Thrashley White, his wife Alice Mae Eddins White, and their two daughters, Myrtle and Ethel. Myrtle White Davis is my mother and Ethel White King is my Aunt.

 

Here are things my mother told me that, Eliza Ann Jones White, her grandmother told her:

  1.  Thrashley White could cure the toothache. People came from all around seeking relief. He never told anyone his secret.
  2. Grandmother Eliza Ann Jones White was called “Mu” by her children and most grandchildren.
  3. Grandmother Eliza Ann Jones White, would tell my mother Myrtle and Aunt Ethel, “children let us go to bed early tonight cause we are going to get up early tomorrow morning and walk to Kershaw to see our kin folk”. This scared my mother and Aunt Ethel to death. Just the idea of walking 35-40 miles with “Mu”.
  4. During reconstruction after the Civil War, the Yankees were destroying anything and everything. The Yankees came through the yard of Eliza Ann Jones White, and her young children and their garden. One of the children hallowed “Mu, dem dam Yankees are pulling up all our onions!” Scared to death as everyone was more afraid of the Yankees than a snake. “You remember the story of the pet rooster, that Eliza and her children his in the loft of the home when the Yankees came by, then pulverized that the rooster would crow while the Yankees were in and around the house.
  5. Eliza Ann Jones White walked from the Westfield Community to where the Yankees were camped at Sneedsboro on the Pee Dee River, to pick up kernels of corn that the Yankee’s horses dropped while eating. She then walked 3-4 miles back home to cook the corn, making corn meal, etc.
  6. The Whites are great fish eaters and dearly loved to fish.
  7. No doubt about the Indian blood. My mother Myrtle, had the olive complexion and several of my first cousins are real brown. Carl White Jr., son of Carl White Sr., son of Heyward White, son of Eliza Ann Jones and Thrashley White, our cousin who lived in Fayetteville, NC, made all White reunions except the very first one before his death. He had a sister, Vivian, who was Miss North Carolina in the Miss America Pageant. Carl said she was very dark skin and when she walked across the stage in Atlantic City for the Miss America finals, Carl jumped up and called her by her pet name, “you go N…..”. Seems the whole family used her nickname.
  8. My mother said she never remembers anyone coming to visit Eliza Ann Jones White, Mu”, while she lived with them, from the Thrashley White side of the family. Strange because Eliza Ann Jones White with all those children, and no brother or sister from the Thrashley side came to visit.
  9. There is a Polly Sowell near Buffalo who is kin to us. Polly Sowell is a retired school teacher and my mother and I went to visit her and her mother several years ago. They came to the White reunion about 30 years ago seeking information on Wiley Jones and Sara. They have no more knowledge on Wiley and Sara than we do. Polly Sowell is alive as of August 4, 2009, but not in very good health. Wiley Jones and Sara would be her great grandparents and Eliza Ann Jones White, her great Aunt.
  10. On the farm of Ethel Lee Short, daughter if Ira B. Lee, son of Sara Jane White Lee, daughter of Eliza Ann Jones White and Thrashley White, there is a spring known even today as the Lemons Spring. Ether told me several times where it is located but I never went to the location. The land today is owned by Ethel Lee Short’s daughter, Jackie Short White, who lives in Rockingham, NC. Ether and I think it is behind the house of Jane and Jim Lemons who Thrashley White was living with in 1850. Several people had mentioned it to me and probably Danny Lee could show us where it is. I am sure I know about where Eliza Ann Jones White and children lived.

 

Text of a letter to Uncle Henry White from his first cousin ? Catoe. (First name illegible) (Transcribed as best I could make out. Mis-spellings are not corrected. MikeO)

“Buffalo, SC. 7/3/91
Mr. Henry White Esq
Dear cousin, I find myself seated to respond to a letter I received a few days ago which a pleasure to me. The site of or word from a relative or a friend is highly appreciated by me at the present. Henry, I have not been able to go into my plantation nut three times since the last Saturday in May. I have been sick it seems to me a long time. The doctor says I have Enysipelas (encephalitis?). It can be that or anything else but one thing I no it hurts me from the sole of my feet to the top of my head and you no that is allmost all over. A fellow you wanted to no about the murder of Geo.W.Catoe. He is a son of James Catoe. It would take a hamper basket to hold paper enough to give you the details of the matter. You said that Haywood and Aunt Eliza were coming to see me. You come with them and we will talk the murder scrape over. I can’t commence to write it. We are all well so far as I no accept myself and I do not consider myself dangerously sick though I have no leas of my life. Tell Haywood when he approaches the throne of grace to remember me. There is nothing that bothers me, only the way I have lived for the past 4 years. May the Lord lead us all into the paths of virtue is the prayer of your unworthy scribe. I shall look for you all. Henry, when you get this, you sit down and write me a letter. Tell Haywood to do the same. For I tell you I have read newspapers and books and now I want to talk or read from my friends. I am sitting alone today. My wife and children is washing and I am righting. I have already rote 3 letters today. So I close ??? mistakes and bad ??? or spelling. Yours truly, ???