Transcribed from the appendix (Pages 199 & 200) of
Bradley Gibson Jenkins Allied Families by Deward C. and Ruby Y.
Williams, printed in1966.
Updated with comments by Rubys granddaughter, DeeDee
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Written by GEORGE T. JENKINS (b. 1839, d. 1913)
Clipped from a 1910 issue of "THE MESSENGER" published at Brandenburg, Meade
County, Kentucky.
George Taylor Jenkins
Born: Elizabethtown, Hardin Co., KY, April 6, 1839
Died: Feb. 27, 1913, buried in Jefferies Cemetery near Oriole, IN
EDITOR MESSENGER: We promised, did we not, in a recent article of ours to say something more about that little log school house in the woods? Now, first, those that united voluntarily to erect that little log pen, surnamed a school house in November, 1860, were the following: John Cain, Sr., Henry Cain, Thomas Young, Thomas Stanfield, Richard Jenkins (George T. Jenkins father) Mary ? Chamberlain, Thomas Anderson, James Anderson, John Anderson, Allen Anderson, Archie Anderson, and George T. Jenkins.
The land on which it was reared and the
material out of which it was constructed was donated by the Andersons, Thomas being the
only one of them that had a child to send to school.
He had one son, William T. James,
John, and Allen were all three bachelors.
Second, the location of the house was
on the point of a stony ridge, about one fourth of a mile northwest of the old Archibald
Anderson homestead, the present home of John Horton and wife, a most estimable family. Now the size of the house was about 18x16, built
with round post oak logs, the bark not being in the least harmed. It was about 6½ feet to the eaves and was topped
out with end stuff and ridge poles, covered with three foot clapboards. These were nailed on, a departure from the usual
method of those far-off days, when such things as butting, knees, and weight poles were
used in putting on the roof of a log house.
In this house there were no such things
as joists, therefore it had a concave ceiling, and the floor was old Mother Earth,
scraped, pounded and mauled to a perfect level, and it was almost as smooth as glass. Out of the west end for about fourteen feet of its
length, one log was taken, also one of the same dimensions on the south side. The openings were filled with panes of glass
placed end against end and these were the windows. Under
each of these windows, on the inside, to be sure, there was a broad plank the length of
the window, resting upon pins - simply a rough shelf.
Those were the writing desks. The one
in the west was for the boys. They stood up
at their writing lessons. Having no
artificial seat it was a necessity.
The shelf on the south side was the
girls writing desk, but they didn't stand on their feet at their writing lessons. Henry Cain made and presented to the girls quite a
genteel and comfortable bench to sit upon. The
patrons of the school brought in benches to seat all the pupils that came from each
family. Those benches were all minus backs
and had never been tickled with a jack or smoothing plane, and it was not possible to
detect the scent of paint or varnish on those benches.
There was an opening made in the wall
of this house about 3¼ by 5¼ feet for a door near the northwest corner. This door was enclosed with a shutter swung on
wooden hinges, and a1ways swung outward, and if the boys didnt keep those wooden
hinges well greased with soft lye soap, the creaking noise they made was far from being
even good ragtime music.
In the east of the house there, was a
fireplace seven feet wide with a cat and clay chimney.
Inside of that little log schoolhouse
there were no wall maps, charts or globes. Allen Anderson and the writer made a crude blackboard. Oh! but that blackboard was an eye-opener, a wonder to see.
We opened school at 8 a.m. and closed at 5 p.m. This, minus the morning, noon,
and evening recesses, gave the school six and a half hour's of solid study, and we can
most candidly assert truthfully too - that every minute of those six and a half
hours were utilized to the best advantage by every pupil that attended that school. There was not a dull, idle drone among them. All were eager to learn and learn most assuredly
they did. Here let me say that in that school
there was not even one disobedient, insolent, impolite or saucy boy or girl. This to their everlasting honor and richly earned
praise.
Several pupils in that school were
unusually bright. We only mention a few of
those that seemed to be endowed with extraordinary talent: Winfield S. Stith, William T.
Anderson, James W. Jenkins, (his fifteen year old brother) [DeeDees note: was this Georges brother named Jesse, who
would have been 15 in 1860?] and others, Jesse and Absolom, sons of Richard A. Shacklett
were sure bright boys.
Now we have after a style all our own
told a part of the history of that little old school house in the wood s of Meade County,
Kentucky half a century ago. Yet, as the
Queen of Sheba said of Solomon's wisdom and glory: The half has never been
told.
Now, as to the results obtained. Then we learned much of a few things, now, a
little of many things. Since we taught our
second
school in that little log pen about
which we have just been writing, we have taught many others - taught regularly for
twenty-one years.
But backward memory still inclines to
love that second school the best. During last October I visited the spot of
earth on which that little log pen in the woods once stood. After quite a search
among a thick grove of forest trees we at last located the exact spot. Oh, what a flood of
memories came rolling into our mind. We are
wholly unable to explain our feelings, so here let us rest.
We thought of the boys and girls that once attended school here on this identical
spot half a century ago and asked ourselves the question, Where are they now? Slowly, solemnly came rolling back in reply to our
query the echo: Where are they now? (From our
roll of pupils that attended that school the name of William A, Stinnett, by some mistake,
was omitted.)
So far as we know all the boys now
living that attended that school made live, wide-awake men.
May our Father in Heaven look tenderly upon all the paths they try, wherever their
lot may be cast, is the prayer of their teacher of the long time past.
George T. Jenkins.
Sulphur,
Indiana.
DeeDees Notes:
George T. Jenkins married (in Harrison Co., IN) Aug. 30, 1866) Sarah
Sophia McCarty b. July 4, 1842 in Harrison Co., the daughter of William T. McCarty and
Sophia Bentley and granddaughter of Cornelius and Susannah (Hardwick) McCarty and Abel
Bentley.
Sarah Sophia (McCarty) Jenkins
b. July 4, 1842 Harrison Co., IN,
d. Mar. 5, 1910 Perry Co., IN
For more Jenkins Genealogy see: Jenkins
Paternal Lines
For more McCarty Genealogy see: McCarty Family Genealogy