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Thursday, October 01, 2009

What Did Smithy Do?

by Donna Gloff

David Smith "Smithy" Wine (or Wines) is a legend in the upper reaches of the Little Kanawha Watershed and he is the several-great grandfather of many who live or lived in the Oil Creek Watershed. David Smith Wine (1822-1909) and Elizabeth "Betsy" (Conrad) Wine (1830-1917) lived on Tripplets Run, just over the hill south of Oil Creek. Both David Smith and Elizabeth were from a long line of pioneers dating into the early 1700s and even the 1600s.
Very little about David Smith Wine has been "proven", but the stories abound. Here are several of the stories we have today.

Preacher's Kid and Fiddler
Preacher's Kid
One tells that "George Wine had a son named David Smith Wine. George was a preacher. He allowed both Indians and blacks to worship with him." Research by Nettie Gregory suggests there was a Dunkard church on Curry Ridge near Falls Mill and nearby were a cemetery for blacks and a cemetery for Indians. Joe Hacker, referring to page 99 of West Virginia The State and Its People by Otis K. Rice, explained ". . . The Dunkards were a German sect. . . Like the Quakers, the Dunkards refused to take oaths or bear arms. They believed that they must pay the Indians for lands which they took. . . "

Right: The kind of violin Smith would have had, this one was made by Clover Fork craftsman Charley Blake in the early 1900s.

Fiddler
And of course, any description of Smith should mention his fiddling. In the late 1900s Smith's great grandson Melvin Wine (probably the most celebrated fiddler from central West Virgina) said that Smith was known for his fiddling and his favorite tune was Soldier's Joy. Melvin also told the following story.

"(One time Smith) was over to Sutton to pay his taxes and he was walking back. There was paths all through the woods where you could take near cuts you know--get there quicker. He laid down to get him a drink of water and when he raised up he was stone blind. He said he had to crawl to try to get to where he could get some help. He never could see after then, but he never would play the fiddle after then either, just one or two tunes to my dad was all he'd play."



What Did Smith Do in the Civil War?
There are three stories of what David Smith Wine did during the Civil War.
~ In one he joined the First Partisan Rangers with his brother John but was captured or deserted after a couple months.
~ In a second, he was a nonpartisan, easy-going fiddler who was caught in the maelstrom of the times.
~ In a third he was a bushwhacker: one of the old sharpshooters who would wait in the bushes overlooking the road where troops marched and couriers rode and then pick off a couple soldiers before fleeing into the dense woods.

What to believe? Who knows? Maybe a little of all three. Here they are for your consideration.
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Records Show
D. S. Wines, John Wines
and Wesley Williams, along with many others, enlisted in Braxton County in the First Regiment, Virginia Partisan Rangers, (later Capt. John Imboden’s 62nd Virginia Infantry) on 20 Aug 1862. Smith, John and Wesley were listed as deserters on 4 Oct 1862, at Capon Bridge.

Were these our David Smith Wine, his brother John and his neighbor/future in-law S. Wesley Williams? Very likely. Confederate soldiers were taken prisoner that day and sent to Camp Chase in Columbus, OH, so maybe they had been captured and escaped in transport.
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An Easy Going Fiddler
"During the War Between the States, Smithy was known for helping anyone who came to the house. All soldiers were welcome no matter what side they were on. When the Confederate Army found out what was going on, they arrested Smithy and marched him down to Richmond to sign the Oath of Allegiance to the south. On his way back to his house the Confederates found out he could play the fiddle. He then was called upon to play the fiddle for the Confederate troops. When the Yankee Army found out what was going on they sent a patrol from Bulltown, WV to his house. They order to shoot Smithy for helping out the south. When his children found out what was going on they piled on top of Smithy. Back then they were not allowing shooting someone if they had to shoot someone else first. When the soldiers saw what was going on they ordered for Smithy house to be burnt down. While Smithy was rebuilding the house they went to live in a cave. After they moved into the new house, the cave they were living in collapsed."
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Right: Slim Qunitin: Marilyn (Cole) Posey and Charlie Cole

A Bushwhacker, Set to Music
Cousins Marilyn (Cole) Posey and Charlie Cole are Orlando based musicians (Slim Quinton duo) and folk historians. On a trip to the Blake Cemetery on Clover Fork they met a man who knew a man who. . . had on a transcription of a cassette tape made nearly twenty years ago. The sheet of paper said:

“This is Job, “Get the Wood” Conley, from the other side of the mountain. I was in the yard one day, when this little tune came flying around and I thought the little tune outta have some words put to it to make a little song~ So I went out behind the barn, got a turkey feather, some poke berry juice and a corn husk or two, stood nfly he fld and Wrote this song and called it 1862. Never did know where the tune came from, but it is a true song my grandmother told me many, many times. Goes a little something like this.”
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. . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . “1862”
The battle lines were drawn all across our land
When Great-grandpa crossed the mountains over into Cumberland.
He joined the Yankee Amy back 1861.
They gave him a bright blue uniform and a long barreled rifle gun.

One day the captain said to him, I need twelve men to go
Way up it West Virginia where the Little Kanawha flows
Two hundred miles of wilderness you have to travel through
To stop the bloody killing, it was 1862.

My other Great-grandpa was at home when the Yankees called that day.
He was sitting in the back yard smoking his pipe away.
The Captain told the Sergent not to fool around
But kill bushwackin’ “Smithy” and burn his cabin down.

Grandpa had a loving wife and ‘Betsy” was her name
She was standing by Great-Grandpa when the Yankee soldiers came.
Nine children all began to cry and make so much ado
They couldn’t shoot Great-grandpa lest they shoot some children too.

Twice they sent a soldier d.w4r Great-grandpas’ reprieve
Captain finally told him to burn the house and leave.
They rode off down the mountain side in a column two by two0.
the twelfth day of October, it was 1862.

They moved in under a great big rock with no place to go
Piled it around with sticks and stones to keep out the wind and snow
They slept on leaves and branches the long cold winter through
That was how they made it back in 1862.

Amanda Jane was nine years old that fateful day
When the Yankees burned her cabin, tried to blow her dad away.
They had no bed to sleep in, not a pot to cook their stew.
They lived on squirrels and rabbits back in 1862.

Now many a year has passed since 5~great-grandpas’ Yankee son
Married the Rebel's daughter and they lived on Tripplet run.
Thus is a truthful story cause any grandma told me too
Of how they lived in under a rock in 1862.

Now many a fight has broken out since the war was won
And many an eye was blackened up there on Old Long Run
Everything has turned out fine that was supposed to do
When they picked up the pieces back in 1862.


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David Smith and Elizabeth (Conrad) Wine had as many as fourteen children. Their daughter Amanda married Tom Conley, the son of a veteran of the Union Army. Amanda would have been about ten years old in 1862, when their home was burned.

Job who apparently wrote and sang 1862 was a grandson of Tom and Amanda (Wine) Conley. His cousins Dink and Roy "John" Conley would have, of course, also been Tom and Amanda's grandsons.

Right: Two of their children who would have been present at the burning of their home and the winter in the cave are pictured to the left. Rebecca (left) would have been about three years old and Margaret (right) would have been about five years old.

Left: Their greatgreat grandson Roger Conrad with his wife Sandy (Burgett) Conrad. who live on Three Lick today.

Center, below: Smithy and Betsey's grandson, son of John Nelson and Isabel (Bragg) Wine, David Smith Wine with his wife Mary (Claypool) and their children. This photo is from Hughie Ratliff who is a greatgrandson of Smithy Wine by way of Armintie (Wine) Ratliff and a greatgreatgrandson of Smithy Wine by way of Sarah (Wine) Riffle. Armintie 's husband was John Russell Ratliff and Sarah's husband was Charles Riffle.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

The Soul in Humble Subjugation

by David Parmer

Elizabeth (Johns) Church, mother of Orlando's Ingabo (Church) Parmer, wrote the lines to the right in 1852, when she lived near Staunton in Pendleton County, Virginia. Elizabeth was 46 years old at the time and the mother of eight children. Her husband was 80(!) and our Ingabo, one of eight children, was eight years old.

Right: photostat of the Elizabeth's poem. Click on it to enlarge. A transcription is below.

Left: Map of the state Eliabeth lived in in 1852, showing (light green) Pendleton County where Elizabeth was raised and (pink) Wetzel County where her husband, William Church, was raised. Some time after the Civil War they moved to Lewis County (orange) The (yellow) heart is located over the Oil Creek watershed where their daughter Ingabo (Church) and David Parmer settled. Click on the map to enlarge it.

Elizabeth (Johns) Church lived her early life in the valleys of Pendleton and Highland Counties where many ancestors of Orlando folks lived before they moved westward to the Oil Creek Valley. She knew the simple life of agrarian pursuits and the strength and majesty of her God. Many years after her death, found among her papers, was a poem she had written, a testament to her faith and her love of the land of her birth. Elizabeth Johns was born about 1806. Her father William Johns died around the time she was born. He was a veteran of the Revolutionary War, having been drafted to serve, and was present at the siege of Yorktown. We don't know much about Elizabeth's mother, Sarah (Wood) Johns.

In 1828, at the age of 22, Elizabeth married William Clark Church who was 56 years of age. Elizabeth and her husband William lived on the Staunton Trail and during the Civil War there was "much shooting and fighting going on all around them", according to Elizabeth's 2great grandson Ed Wilson, who had heard the stories from his great-grandmother Ingabo (Church) Parmer.

Left: Elizabeth's daughter who settled in Confluence/Orlando, Ingabo (Church) Parmer
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The poem reveals a woman who finds reflection and fulfillment of her faith in in God in the hills and valleys of her Appalachian home.

Transcription of
Poem by Elizabeth Johns Church **
October 9, 1852

. . . . . The Soul in Humble Subjugation
‘Tis low down in that beautiful valley
Where love crowns the meek and the lonely
Where no storms of envy or folly
Can ‘ere roll their billows again.

The meek come in humble subjection
Can there find unshaken protection
The soft gales of cheering reflection
The mind soothed from sorrow and pain

This low vale is free from contention
no soul can dream of decension
Where no wild or eveal intention
Can find out this region of pease

‘Tis there there the Lord will deliver
And souls drink of that beautiful river
Where pease flows for ever and ever
And love and joy for ever increase
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There there where stormes have been driven
Shall move there bark in that beautiful haven
And there bask in the sun shine of heaven
And triumph in immanuels name
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Tis their their yonders bright glory
We’ll shout and sing and tell the glad story
And when we’v passed cold Jordan over quite
We’ll sing hallelujah to God and the Lamb
** This poem is tendered as it was written, without correction. -D. Parmer
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NOTE 1 by Donna Gloff:
Elizabeth (Johns) Church and her husband William Church lived in Lewis County in their later years. Through daughter Ingabo they were grandparents to six (at that time) Confluence children: George, David, Nathan, Dora, Rosa and Susie Parmer, and through them, great grandparents of many, many Orlando children.
The children of Ingabo Jamima (Church) Parmer 1842-1935 + David Parmer Abt 1812-?
1 George W. Parmer 1861-?
2 David William Parmer 1864-1936
. . . m. Barbara Zickefoose
3 Nathan Parmer 1871-1964
. . . m. Olive T. Skinner 1873-1941
4. Dora Jane Parmer 1883-?
. . . m. Matthias Veston Skinner 1875-1946
. . . m. James Skinner 1876-?
5. Rosa Parmer
. . . m. Mr. Church
6. Susie Parmer
. . . m. Mr. Lang


Left: Three of Elizabeth's granddaughters (Ingabo's daughters) who were raised on OIl Creek: Dora (Parmer) Skinner, Rosa (Parmer) Church, Susie (Parmer) Lang.
Right: Elizabeth's grandson (Ingabo's son) Nathan Parmer
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NOTE 2 by Donna Gloff:
William Clark Church, Elizabeth's husband and our Ingabo's father, had an interesting heritage. He was the son of an English Soldier and a Quaker girl. Following are two tellings of their story.
1. A transcription done in 1974 at the Fort Wayne, IN Library, transcriber unknown.
from the book History of Wetzel County West Virginia by J.C. McEldowney Jr.

Henry Church, better known as "Old Hundred" was born in Suffolk County, England in 1750. He came to this country a British soldier of the 63rd Light Infantry and served under Lord Cornwallis in the memorable campaign of 1791. He was captured by the troops under Lafayette and sent a prisoner to Lancaster, Pennsylvania. He remained there until peace was declared in that place. He fell in love with a Quaker maiden, Miss Hannah Keine. She was born in the year of 1755. Henry Church lived to be 109 and h is wife 107. When the first excursion train ran over the B&O Railroad in 1852, it made a stop at the home of "Old Hundred" and among its passengers was an attache to the British Legation at Washington City, who was introduced to the old man as one of his countrymen, who sounded one of the martial airs of England. "Old Hundred" stood up as though his blood had been warmed with wine, and said, "I know it, I know it." He was loyal to his King for more than 100 years, about which time he took allegiance to the United States. The home of "Old Hundred" stood near Main Street at Hundred, and was constructed from logs. They had eight children, the youngest dying at 68, on which "Old Hundred" made the remark that they never did expect to raise her; that she had never been a healthy child.


2. by Ruth Hixenbaugh Jones, Great-great-great grandaughter of Henry and Hannah Church.
History of Wetzel County, West Virginia 1983:
HUNDRED
The people of this little town in Wetzel County located on U.S. 250 in t he West Virginia hills have the deepest respect for longevity. Our town w as named after a couple of pioneer centenarians who settled here before 1800. Henry Church (known as "Old Hundred") was born in Suffolk England on November 30, 1750 and died September 14, 1860, being 109 Years 9 months and 14 days old at the time of his death. His wife, Hannah Keine, was born in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania in 1755 and died July 27, 1860 at the age of 106 years. They lived in blissful wedlock for 82 years.

Henry Church came to America as a soldier. After the Revolutionary War, he married a Quaker lady, Hannah Keine of Philadelphia, Pennsylvani a. To this union were born eight children. The family cleared the land and built a log cabin where the Bank of Hundred was built in 1906. This was the most prominent corner then and still is today. Henry and his wife gave the plot of ground known as the Hundred Cemetery to the community as a gift so they would be buried there. It is located behind the Hundred United Methodist Church. A new marker for their graves was purchased by Norval Throckmorton and Dr. J. S. Church in 1972 to be a lasting tribute to Henry Church and his wife, Hannah.

Henry Church came into the spotlight when the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad was completedin 1852. The railway station that at one time was a busy place, no longer stands. In 1858 the company officials sent an observation tra in over the railroad to Wheeling. They wanted to take Henry Church and his wife to Wheeling but he said "No, I never did make a show of myself a nd I never will". From then on, the train conductors would point out the couple sometimes sitting on their porch and other times working in the fields, calling attention to their being the oldest couple in the State. Cassie (Church) Hixenbaugh tells when her great grandfather, Henry Church, was 100 years old, he jumped over a rail fence four feel high.

Thursday, March 05, 2009

The Tinner Who Made Music

Hilary Blake

A family of musicians, the Ray and Nora (Blake) Hall family, lived below Emery Skinner’s farm, in a home owned by Erma Cosner. Ray was the son of Strange and Hestaline (Riffle) Hall and Nora was the daughter of John Jackson "Jack" and Ella Blake. The entire family played music. Among the children, Edna and Lawrence, known as “Bud,” played the banjo, Delis played the harmonica, and Mary played the guitar. My foster mother, Mrs. Holbert sent me to the Hall house each Saturday morning to take banjo lessons from Edna. Unfortunately, I only learned which end of the banjo to hold. -Nina (Smarr)

by David Parmer and Loretta (Morrison) Roehrs


Two Views
"He was a very nice, likable fellow and seemed to be very happy," remembers Loretta (Morrison) Roehrs about her mother's cousin Hilary Blake. "I didn't know much about Hillary. I just remember him coming to Grandma & Grandpa's when we were there. He always brought a "musical" ( I am thinking a guitar but could have been something else) instrument. I wouldn't have thought he would be one to be afraid that someone would break in an rob him. He was a very nice, likable fellow and seemed to be very happy."

“He sleeps on the couch by the door with a gun,” Edna Scott said of her brother, Hilary Blake, and continued, “He’s afraid someone will break in and rob him. He can’t sleep in his bed because that‘s where he keeps his guns.” Explaining one of the peculiarities of her bachelor brother who lived just up the road in an old mobile home on the Orlando side of Arnold Hill, Edna mused, “He’s been a bachelor so long, he can’t stand people and people can’t stand him.”

Right: Hilary Blake in 1936 in Lewisburg, WV



Early Life
Hilary Blake was the first born child of Nora Blake and was born on Clover Fork in 1911. He was a grandson of John Jackson Blake and Ella (Foster) Blake. It was generally acknowledged that Hilary’s biological father was Bill Posey. In May, 1913, Nora married Ray Hall, the son of Strange Hall and Hestaline (Riffle) Hall. Hilary's obituary shows Ray Hall as Hilary's acknowledged father. In short order, Hilary had the sibling company of brothers Lawrence, Delis who was known as “Buddy”, and Marvin and sisters Mary, Edna and Mabel.

Dale Barnett recalls that when Hilary was young he would do a little work for Lee Blake who operated a saw mill on Clover Fork. Hilary was handy with his hands and worked in Lee’s shop doing repair work on the saw mill equipment, a little blacksmithing, building sleds, and maybe a little carpentry work. “Hilary would drift in and then drift out,” recalled Dale. Opal Blake Hall also recalls Hilary from her youth in Orlando. Hilary was considerably older than Opal but she would see him around Orlando frequently. She recalled that Hilary made dulcimers and concluded that Hilary must have done a lot of his work outside because he had a chronically sunburned neck.

Click on the obituary to enlarge it.



A Musical Introduction
Being born into the musical Blake family gave young Hilary a good dousing in the fine art of music making. From an early age he became familiar not only with the playing of music but also the making of the instruments to play music. Gerald Milnes, the Folk Art Director at the Augusta Heritage Center, in his book about musical instrument making called Play of a Fiddle, mentioned Hilary as a “fiddle and dulcimer maker.” Milnes also noted the exceptional abilities of the Blake family of Clover Fork, among whom were Stewart Blake, “Bunk” Blake, Amos “Daddy” Blake, and “Tater” Blake in crafting fiddles and dulcimers.



The Tin Man
When Hilary died in 1993, his obituary mentioned that he was a “tinner.” This reference led to a lot of speculation by this writer about his occupation. Wayne Blake of Weston, a son of Hilary's cousin Marion and Ethel Blake of Three Lick, explains that Hilary had a business on John Street in Weston after World War II and into the 1970’s which involved the fabrication of ductwork for heating and cooling systems. Wayne advised that Hilary also worked on roofs fashioning metal flashing and guttering. With this information it became obvious that Hilary was indeed a “tinner.” Wayne remembers that Hilary also worked out of his basement and lived on the floor above. “He had benches along the outside wall of the basement that were used as work stations.”

Above right: generic ductwork schematics.
Below right: We have no photos yet of Hilary's duclcimers, but here are two examples of WV dulcimers roughly from Hilary's time, from the website of Ron Gibson.



The Music Man
Wayne Blake also informed this writer that Hilary did not limit his talents to the cutting and bending of tin but also lent his abilities to the crafting of musical instruments. In the years following World War II, Wayne delivered milk to customers in the Weston area, which included Hilary Blake. Wayne, coming from the musical Blake family also, and in fact being a cousin to Hilary, was quite impressed with the dulcimers which Hilary crafted and sold in his spare time away from the “tin business.” Wayne remembers a display of three hand-crafted dulcimers which Hilary had for sale at one time in his shop. Wayne also noted that Hilary’s brother “Buddy” who lived on Oil Creek near his sister Edna Scott was an outstanding musician and could play anything and play it to perfection. After retiring from the tin business, Hilary moved to Oil Creek and “batched” with his brother Buddy and remained there the rest of his life. Wayne Blake recalls that Hilary was mostly “off to himself and didn’t associate much with people.”

Right: We don't know what Hilary Blake's dulcimers looked like. Dulcimers can be made in many forms and kinds of wood. These two examples by contemporary craftsman Ron Gibson suggest the variety of designs possible.

In Closing
Hilary Blake remained on Oil Creek the remainder of his years. He would spend a little time with his sister Edna who lived down the road and would take some meals with her and her husband Scotty, but for the most part he stayed around his home. In June 1993 he fell ill and was taken to the Braxton County Memorial Hospital in Sutton where he died on June 14th. He was buried at the Long Point Cemetery in Walkersville.
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Note 1: Gerald Milnes, in Play of a Fiddle, said
"A family of Blakes . . . lived on Clover Fork, near Orlando . . . a colorful family, many of the members go by nicknames. Hillary or 'Hilly' Blake was born on Clover Fork in 1911. He was a fiddle and dulcimer maker. He recalled that his uncle, Stewart Blake, hewed a dulcimer out of a fence rail. "Bunk" Blake either 'made or helped to make' instruments. Amos or "Daddy" Blake also became involved with making instruments. "Tater" Blake has an old chestnut dulcimer made by Stewart with an elaborately carved peg head. Hilly remembered that in hard times, Stewart made his strings out of old broom wire. I asked Audra Van Noy, who has an old dulcimer made by Stewart and [her dad] Bunk Blake, if had been written inside. She said no, neither one of them could read or write." -Central West Virginia historian Gerald Milnes, from the chapter about dulcimers in his 1999 book Play of a Fiddle. (pg. 142)
See the entry Music in the Hills: Making Instruments.

Note 2: Milne's material on the Blakes' production of musical instruments connects Hilary strongly with his great uncle's, Steward McClung Blake's, family. (See Note 1). Perhaps there was also a connection in tin work? We know now that Hilary Blake was a tinner. Uncle Zeke reported in 1936 that Bunk Blake was making sugar scoops made out of tin cans which his neighbor Emory “Possum” Skinner was selling for him. Scoops were a traditional part of the old-time tinner's repertory.

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Music in the Hills: Making Instruments

Making Instruments part 3 of 3


A fiddle made by Charlie Blake, grandson of Stewart Blake of Clover Fork.

"A family of Blakes . . . lived on Clover Fork, near Orlando . . . a colorful family, many of the members go by nicknames. Hillary or 'Hilly' Blake was born on Clover Fork in 1911. He was a fiddle and dulcimer maker. He recalled that his uncle, Stewart Blake, hewed a dulcimer out of a fence rail. "Bunk" Blake either 'made or helped to make' instruments. Amos or "Daddy" Blake also became involved with making instruments. "Tater" Blake has an old chestnut dulcemer made by Stewart with an elaborately carved peg head. Hilly remembered that in hard times, Stewart made his strings out of old broom wire. I asked Audra Van Noy, who has an old dulcimer made by Stewart and [her dad] Bunk Blake, if had been written inside. She said no, neither one of them could read or write." -Central West Virginia historian Gerald Milnes, from the chapter about dulcimers in his 1999 book Play of a Fiddle. (pg. 142)

Left: James "Bunk" Blake, fiddler, son of Stewart Scott Blake, father of Audra VanNoy
Left, below: Charlie and Daisy (Heater) Blake.
Right: closeup of dulcimer maker Basil Blake at work. Basil was the son of Jack Blake of Bragg Run.

A Family Tradition
Going Back to Our Pioneer Settlers
Making stringed instruments is in the carpenter's realm. Fiddles always had, and still have, the highest status. The banjo was also popular. The mountain dulcimer generally drew less excitement, but it had its aficionados (although in researching this series on Orlando's popular get-to-gether music, none of folks interviewed mentioned the dulcimer). Guitars turn up in old photos and they are often mentioned as a secondary instrument, but no dulcimers (yet). In the Oil Creek area the Blake family, that is, the descendants of pioneers John Burton and Abigail (Crissmore) Blake who settled on Clover Fork, stand out as the makers of instruments.
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John Burton and Abigail Blake had at least eight children. One son was Stewart (Steward) McClung Blake. He married a daughter of the pioneers Catherine (Scott) and Edward Posey. They stayed on Clover Fork. Another son was Ballard Smith Blake. He married Mary Jane Riffle and they set to housekeeping in the Riffle Run area, south of the Oil Creek watershed.
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When the research was assembled, we discovered all of the instrument makers that came to light were descended from these brothers.
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Charlie Blake
Clover Fork carpenter Charlie Blake (1877-1948), grandson of Stewart McClung Blake, son of William Luther Blake, was accomplished in the craft of making violins and banjos, as well as all manner of wood furniture. We are fortunate to have intact one of the many instruments crafted by Charlie. His granddaughter, Rose (Riffle) Crutchfield of Burnsville is the proud owner of one of Charlie’s fiddles. It is pictured at the top of this entry.
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It is Charlie's cousins, the children of his uncle Stewart Scott Blake (1869-1948), who were described by Milnes at the top of this entry. Milnes mentioned that Stewart Blake swore that two things in particular were needed to make good sounding dulcimers: a hollowed out the finger board and leaving the back of the instrument unfinished. (pg 136). This observation echoes the experience of his cousin Hobert on Bragg Run in the following exerpt from Milnes' book.

Making Dulcimers
It is through Milnes' interest in dulcimers that we gain a look into the Blake family's crafting of stringed instruments. Milnes tells of Hobert Blake (b. 1900), of the Bragg Run Blakes, who helped his brothers make dulcimers beginning in the 1910s. When he was in his 80s Hobert talked about his experience with making dulcimers. .

"[My brother Lora] brung that dulcimer up there and laid it down on a paper and marked around it. About a month or two after that he went into it and I helped him plane the boards, and he made one. Somebody brung it (the first one he saw) in here from way off. Some of John Dean's people, I can't think of who it was brung it in here. I can remember seeing it, just exactly like that one. It was put together mighty poorly, had it pinned together with pins. It didn't sound good. When we got this pattern here and made these, they cut down in the edge of them and set the rim down in it. Lora was a good carpenter. He heated them bands and put them in the press. When they got dry they just set down in there and just fit exactly. He made several of them. Reva's got one. Basil made several of them at Centervlle. As soon as he was big enough to go to work [Basil started making them.]
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"Jack Keith was a stave mill man. I worked for him there. Ruben [another brother] and Lora made some dulcimers. They made one for Jack Keith. They made one for a man over on Cedar Creek. Oh my God, They made lots of them. . . . We made lots of them but I never cared nothing about them. I helped make them but when they's made, I was done with them. I helped sand the stuff down and helped glue them together. Make clamps to hold them together till they dried. Make wooden clamps out of a board. Them necks is made hollow. First they made, they made them solid. Didn't sound right. They took the neck out of it and I helped them with a backin' chisel. Cut it out inside and made it thin on each side of the neck. It sounded good.
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"They made them out of chestnut before the chestnut trees got too bad and got those worm holes in 'em. Chestnut wood used to be nice wood- made awful good lumber. It was light. After it dried it was perfectly light . . .
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"Back at that time you couldn't hardly get boards thin enough to make a dulcimer. First one we made, we sawed an inch board open with a crosscut saw. Fixed a place to hold it and one got up above and one sawed it under. Then planed it thin as we could get it. I've worked hours planing them things for it."

Left: Ruben and Basil Blake
Right: Basil Blake at work

Milnes also tells us that in the 1950s Basil Blake took his dulcimers in a new direction. He made a small sized dulcimer for his niece Reva Cutlip. He continued to to make dulcimers in this new size. This was a remarkable innovation in the Blake family culture.
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Even though Milnes makes no comment about fiddles or other stringed instruments, the skills used to produce the dulcimer would have come from experience making other kinds of stringed instruments.
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Comment by David Parmer:
Not only was Bunk Blake good at making dulcimers, but Uncle Zeke reported in 1936 that “Bunk Blake of Clover Fork is manufacturing sugar scoops made out of tin cans. Mrs. P. J. [Jesse] Bragg and “Possum” Skinner are his sales agents.”
Comment by Donna Gloff

Friday, October 31, 2008

Music in the Hills: Music Makers

Music Makers Part 2 of 3

All through the 1700s and 1800s the music played in the Appalachians was truly 'folk'.
Voice, fiddles, dulcimers and later banjos were used for personal and group enjoyment.
Musicians considered food and drink and enjoyment payment enough.
Contact was limited to the immediate area as travel was difficult,
so the musicians and their sounds were local.
But in the late 1800s transportation was becoming easier,
and the advent of recorded sound in the 1920s brought commercial popular music to the hills.
Mail order and mass production made instruments more accessible.
Radio stations started barn dances with live performances of local talent, and styles began to cross over.
.cc.c.c.c.c.~ Paraphrased from Appalachian Traditional Music: A Short History by Debby McClatchy

.It is at this point, in the early 1930s, that this entry begins..

The cover of the Jan, 1941 issue of Promenade: A Magazine of American Folklore


by David Parmer

In the 1930s and ‘40s in the Oil Creek watershed musicians performed for enthusiastic audiences of family and friends on the back porches of an evening, at square dances in homes, even occasionally outside the busy stores and restaurants in downtown Orlando. They also traveled to take part in evetns like nationally broadcast Major Bowe's Amature Hour and the Gilmer County Amateur Musical Talent Show. Some of the performers that we remember today are the Cole brothers Harold, Elzie, Slim and Dana, who were from Three Lick. On Clover Fork were fiddler Marion Blake and his brothers Emery, Bunk, Amos and Ed. Their musical cousins, including Sarah (Blake) Singleton, lived south west of Orlando, on Bragg Run near Gem in Braxton County. James, Charles and Olive and Forrest Henline lived on Oil Creek. Cousin Red Henline from Upshur County played the fiddle in the area.

The Musicians

Marion Blake (b. 1888)
“WMMN wanted my dad to come to Fairmont and play music on the radio,” Wayne Blake related, “but my mother said ‘No,” because she didn’t want him to leave home.” Many old timers sang the praises of Marion Blake, the fiddle player. “He played by ear. If he heard a piece once, he could play it,” said Marion’s son Lijah "Dock."

Left: Marion Bake and his future wife Ethel Skinner
Right: Bunk Blake, musician and Marion's brother

Marion was the son of Stuart Scott and Ivy Jane (Riffle) Blake of Clover Fork, which was the hotbed of fiddle playing. “All of my dad’s brothers could play: Emery was a fiddler; Amos played the fiddle and guitar; Orville, also known as “Bunk” played fiddle, and Ed played the guitar,” Wayne Blake recalled.

Master fiddler Marion Blake had two serious bouts with typhoid fever. This may have been the cause of the poor eyesight which plagued him most of his life. When he was asked to play at dances which would last until the wee hours in the morning, he had to have a “pair of eyes” to get home. His sons, including Wayne and Dock, would go with their father to the square dances to carry instruments and a lantern and also to guide their father's way. Doc said that his father played at many venues, from beer joints to the annual high school alumni gatherings at Burnsville High School where Doc graduated in 1948.

According to his son Wayne and Harold Cole's daughter Marilyn (Cole) Posey, young Harold Quinton Cole would visit senior musician Marion’s home and play into the wee hours of the morning and make it home just in time to get ready to go to work. Marion and Harold probably didn't know they were third cousins, sharing their Blake heritage through grandparents Lucy Alice Blake (Harold's grandmother) and Stewart McClung Blake (Marion's grandfather) who were sister and brother.

Jack (b. 1872) and Biddie (b. 1878) Blake
and their Family

Jack and Biddie Blake

As ducks take to water, the John Jackson and Biddie (Bragg) Blake family took to music. Jack was himself a fiddler and Biddie b. 1879, was an inveterate jaw harp player and singer of country ballads. All fourteen children of this family played music on multiple instruments with uncanny skill from an early age. Several were also skilled in making the wooden instruments of the hills: ducimers, fiddles, guitars. This line of the Blake family was settled near their mother's family on Bragg Run, about ten miles southwest of Orlando, between the towns of Gem and Copen.

While we don’t have any recordings of Biddie performing we do have Georgie Carr of Gilmer County singing, in the 1980s, an old style ballad telling of the death of railroad worker Gene Butcher in 1912, "The Ballad of Eugene Butcher."

To see a video of a jaw harp being played in the Appalachian tradition click here.

Blake sisters Lona, Sarah and Macel and cousin Mabel Dean

Sarah (Blake) Singleton (b. abt. 1914)

Sarah Blake, whose career as a fiddler was long and celebrated, was the fourteenth of Jack and Biddie's seventeen children. When she was young, she listened to the music coming off the bow of her father.

Sarah is the most celebrated of the children, but by no means the only accomplished. Several of her siblings were fine musicians so there was always a trio available to play for square dances anywhere in her neighborhood and several were accomplished carfters of fiddles, dulcimers and guitars. By the age of twelve, Sarah was playing her father’s fiddle, and by fourteen she was playing for square dances. Like her Orlando cousins, Sarah played in many places -- at Falls Mill, in Weston, for radio station WBUC in Buckhannon and in private homes. During her many decades of fiddle playing, Sarah remembered the principle of music taught to her by her father, “If you don’t have a certain time to the tune, you may as well not play it.” Sarah heeded her father’s advice and always prided herself that the dancers who were dancing to her music never wanted to stop.

Left above: Sarah Blake

Right: Sarah Blake

Left below: Macel Blake



Macel (Blake) Overall (b. abt. 1918),
Another of Those

Incredibly Musically Talented Blake Girls
As the youngest of the Blake children, Macel grew up listening to her older brothers and sisters play music, and watched as they made many of their own musical instruments. Not content to be an observer, Macel could pick out a tune before she started school on Bragg Run, and mastered the guitar and dulcimer at an early age.

With so many older siblings, Macel’s musical skills were not in demand at the many square dances played by her brothers and sisters while she was growing up, so her musical offerings were made primarily at home, school, and at small gatherings.

Cole Brothers
Marilyn (Cole) Posey remembers, “My father, Harold Quinton and my Uncles Alvin (Slim), Dana and Elzie [They were the sons of Charles Quinton and Rissie (Blake) Cole.] all played music. Together they were what we call the old time back porch singers. They went from home to home and played till all hours of the night. The womenfolk got the easy job! Feeding the folks who attended.”
Young Harold (b, 1916) Was First
“From the age of six, my dad wanted to learn to play the guitar,” said Marilyn (Cole) Posey, “but of course he had no guitar and no money.” In the early 1920’s, there was little money to spend on musical instruments in the Cole household on Three Lick and the prospects of Harold reaching his goal of having a guitar were slim. But, at the age of six, Harold managed to get a job working for cash, in a hay field. He earned 50 cents, which was a lot of money for a six year old in 1923. The matter of working in the hay fields was trifling if it could produce a genuine, strings-and-all, guitar. Harold Quinton Cole thus embarked, at the age of six, on a musical career which would last over sixty years.

Although he was the youngest of the Cole brothers, Harold Cole was the first of them to learn to play a musical instrument, and perfect it he did. Harold won the annual Gilmer County Amateur Musical Talent Show many years in a row during the 1930’s, passing on the opportunity to tour professionally with the talent show.
Right: Click on the blue boxes to play the songs. The two Harold Q. Cole songs are the property of Marilyn (Cole) Posey. Please contact her before downloadin either tune.
Left above: Harold Quinton Cole
Left below: The Gilmer County Music Men, Cole brothers

And the Brothers Joined In

In short order, brother Alvin “Slim” learned to play the guitar, brother Elzie mastered the banjo, and brother Dana also learned how the guitar strings worked and the harmonica, also. Although the Cole brothers were first known as the “Gilmer County Music Men,” they soon became known simply as the “ The Cole Brothers.” Their music making became well known throughout central West Virginia. The Cole Brothers played wherever they could find someone who wanted a musical group. Schools, churches, private homes, night clubs, and many a front porch were serenaded by the Cole Brothers. Eventually, Slim and Dana moved to Ohio for employment and played music for the enjoyment of the “West Virginia community” of Akron. While he was in military service in Texas, Dana played on radio station STAR.

Harold's Recording

n the early 1940’s, a young Harold Quinto Cole made instant recordings of three songs. In the February, 07 entry The Cole Brothers Band, Marilyn (Cole) Posey told us of how she became the proud owner of the record made by her father, the master guitarist, and Marion Blake, the master fiddler. One of the songs Harold and Marion perform on the recording is the Chicken Rooster Blues.

Chicken Rooster Blues
Late last night, I went out
To get me a chicken or two
But when I heard the old shotgun
Boys, I sure did skidoo.

Grabbed my sack, made for the door
But I didn’t get away in time,
For as I went around the corner of the barn
Boys, I sure did get mine.

Well the guy that shot at me last night
Must have been a sawed off squirt,
For when the buckshot hit, the seat of my pants
Boys, it sure did hurt.

I went home, went to bed
But I couldn’t sleep at all,
For every time I closed my eyes
I could hear that Rooster squall.

I got up, sittin by the fire
When I heard someone outside,
Come in through the gate, upon the porch
Like to jump outta my hide.

Sheriff come up, knocked on the door
Along about a half past eight,
Said Mr. Sheriff, whatta you want
He said I’ve come for you.

Well, I grabbed my pants,
Jumped out the window, started off to run
About that time he grabbed me by the collar
And said, I got you, you son of a gun.

Was down in jail for 90 days
Its home sweet home to me
I’ll get another sack of them chickens
The day that I go free.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ~ words by Harold Cole


Charles (b. 1919), James (b. 1918), Olive (b. 1914) and Forrest Henline
There must have been something in the waters of the Oil Creek watershed which was responsible for the many musicians who learned the craft of string bending. Or perhaps the common denominator is the genes of the Blake family. The children of cousins Stuart Scott Blake and John Jackson Blake have already been mentioned in this story, as have the children of Rissie (Blake) Cole. The children of Amos and Charlotte (Blake) Henline, Charles and James, with older sister Olive and younger brother Forrest, also inherited the Blake genes, through their mother Charlotte. The Henline siblings entertained many avid fans in central West Virginia during the 1930’s. Charles and James, like Elzie and Dana Cole, continued to perform in southwestern Ohio after they moved there in the 1940’s.

Right, above: James and Charles playing for family.
Left Charles Henline and his mother's brother Walter Blake.

Charles and James Henline began playing string music at an early age and as with all of the musicians featured in this story, loved what they did. Roughly the same age as the Cole brothers, the Henline brothers grew to maturity in the 1930’s and played in many of the same venues under the name Buzzardtown Tongue Twisters. Charles and James, first with their older sister Olive and later with their younger brother Forrest, regularly played for schools, in private homes, private clubs, on radio shows, and for record producers.

Charles and James made instant recordings of several songs during the early 1940’s, which are now part of the musical archive of the State Archives in Charleston.

To the right are several immediate recordings: "Goofus", "Darktown Strutters' Ball". performed by James and Charles in 1943. Note that these were made more than a half century ago and they are quick “snapshots”, not the finished products of studio sessions. Click on the blue blocks to listen to the recordings.

Immediately below the recordings by Charles and James is a recording of Amos Henline's Cow, words by Charles, sung in 2007 by Charles' daughter Jackie (Henline) Bowser.

Like the Harold Cole’s Chicken Rooster Blues, Charlie Henline also wrote a song from their daily life: Amos Henline's Cow. The song was recorded for OrlandoSToneSoup in 2007 by Charles' daughter, Jackie (Henline) Bowser.

. . Amos Henline's Cow
In the big high hills of Braxton County
Lived a cow one time.
She was a cow, A real live Jersey cow,
She belonged to Amos Henline.

Her name was June, her color was maroon,
But on one fine day
She strolled down to the B & O track,
Just to pass the time away.

In the high hills of Braxton County
On the rails of the B & O line,
She tried to carve her name in a big freight train.
When it hit her, it was a shame –
Oh June, into pieces she flew
Into small enough chunks
That would make hamburger stew,

Oh, they found her horns in the hog pen,
And her tail a’hanging on a clothes line.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ~ words by Charlie Henline

Earl “Red” Henline (b. 1923)
Another virtuoso on the fiddle with Orlando roots was Earl “Red” Henline. The grandson of Lloyd and Virginia (Slaughter) Henline, Red learned fiddle playing at an early age. His grandfather Lloyd, who was more commonly known as “Tank” and had a reputation for trading knives, also played the fiddle. Red’s Orlando cousin Bill played a little fiddle as did his cousin Betty Henline who was first married to a Fox and later married Francis “Sweet Milk” Blake, son of Marion and Ethel Blake.

Left: Red Henline and his wife Theresa
Right: Tank Henline

According to Red’s daughter, Charlotte (Henline) Reger, “Music seems to have been a pure gift with him all his life.” Red performed on Ted Mack’s “Original Amateur Hour,” was the champion fiddle player of five different states and played with the Sons of the Pioneers. Another member of the Sons of the Pioneers was Leonard Slye, who is better known as Roy Rogers, the singing cowboy. Red appeared on local radio and televisions shows with Little John Graham and Cherokee Sue. Red lived most of his life in Upshur County but was a frequent visitor to Orlando. He was generally acknowledged as the best fiddle player in Upshur County.

Later Generations
Descendents of Oil Creek Musicians musicians continue to love and perform music. Below are three examples of how the heritage of folk music continues in the twenty-first century.


Descendents of the Tongue Twisters
Music making continues in the blood of the descendents of these musicians. Olive (Henline) Brannan’s daughter Joyce was a music teacher and Joyce’s son Donald Lambert continues with the fiddle/violin.

Earlier in this entry Charles Henline's daughter, Jackie (Henline) Bowser, sang her Uncle Charles' song, Amos Henline's Cow

Left: Don Lambert, Jr. rehearsing with his grandfather's violin
Also, see the entry for Sep ‘07
Continuing a Musical Tradition

Lijah “Dock” Blake
Dock Blake, who grew up in Orlando, said he learned to play music from his dad, Marion, and really enjoyed attending dances with him. “It was a great experience, everyone had a good time, and I guess that is why I love it so much.” Dock plays at the Lewis County Senior Center on Tuesday nights at six o’clock p.m.

Right: Lijah "Dock" Blake

Left below: Stanley Blake


Stanley Blake

Stanley Blake recently passed away He was the son of Vayden Blake, mentioned in Part 1 of this series on the music of the Oil Creek area. Stanley enjoyed attending the Blake-Riffle Reunion and would sometimes sing at the reunion. He usually selected a song by Ernest Tubbs, who was his childhood idol. After the Vayden Blake family moved from Orlando to Cowen, Stanley was a member of a musical group from Craigsville.



The Slim Quinton Gospel

Two children of the Cole Brothers, Marilyn (Cole) Posey, daughter of Harold Cole, and Charlie Cole, son of Alvin “Slim” Cole, find their fathers’ love of music and performance flowing in their veins. First cousins, Marilyn and Charlie, adopted portions of their respective father’s names and formed the Slim Quinton Gospel to carry on their love for music.

Instruments of choice for Marilyn and Charlie in their musical presentations are the mandolin and guitar. A late comer to playing an instrument, Marilyn indicated that she first wanted to learn to play the guitar but found that instrument too big. So, instead she adopted the mandolin as her instrument of choice. Charlie has been playing a guitar for fifty-five years.

Left: Slim Quinton Gospel: Charlie Cole and Marilyn (Cole) Posey

Marilyn says that the Slim Quinton Gospel likes to give a human touch to music and let it touch the heart. Marilyn and Charlie enjoy playing at the Lewis and Braxton County Senior Centers, at churches and family reunions. “The more you can get the audience involved in the music, the more meaningful it is,” said Marilyn. She mentioned asking elderly Sarah Wilfong to come on stage with them to sing, “Will the Circle Be Unbroken,” in a performance at the Lewis County Senior Center, and what a thrill it gave Sarah to be asked to participate. It was all the more poignant because Sarah died the following week. Marilyn also thinks that senior citizens who grew up with gospel and country music are those who most enjoy of their performances. Marilyn reflected on a performance at the Red Lick Methodist Church, too. "We sang 'Mountain Railroad' and when we were finished a lady in the audience stood up with tears in her eyes and said that her mother had passed away and that her mother always sang that song. So, when we went the next time to the church, this woman was present again and we asked her to come and sing her mother's song with us." It was a powerful experience.

One of the chief rewards of these music makers has been bringing joy to those who listen and for most it is their great reward for a lifetime of practice. There are often very personal reasons as well. Marilyn (Cole) Posey shares this story. "My mother, Mary Lee (Bee) Cole, died in May 2007. At our 2006 Cole reunion, Cousin Charlie and I sang some gospel music. When we were finished, my mother came up behind and put her arm around me and said, "Your Dad would be so proud of you right now, and I want you to know I am proud of you too." No one will ever know what this statement meant to me, coming from my mother who didn't care for gospel music.

In 2007, my mom had known I was learning to play the mandolin and I had asked her if she wanted to hear me. She said "No, I want you to surprise me at the Cole reunion this year." I said 'Okay Mom!' She died 5 weeks prior to the reunion, so she never got to hear me play. These two memorys will remain with me forever. But one thing I am sure of.......my mother and dad have the "best seat in the house" when Slim Quinton Gospel performs.

Musicians in the
Irish Community
The musicians named above were the descendents of the Oil Creek watershed’s pioneer settlers. The Irish immigrants who fled the potato famine and formed a community in the Oil Creek watershed after the Civil War brought their own traditions with them. How much the two traditions shared and blended is hard to say.

John Kilker Carney recalls that his cousin John Vincent Carney Sr. played the fiddle and was a good vocalist. John Vincent’s sister Margaret was a good piano player. Kilker was also quite impressed at the number of Irishmen who played the harmonica. When asked the names of those who played the mouth harp, he said, “Everyone.”

Left: John Vincent Carney, Sr.

According John Michael Moran, his father, Mike Moran, once said that another Irish virtuoso on the fiddle was his brother-in-law Mike McDonald of Canoe Run, and later Weston, who “had the best bow of any one I’ve heard who played the fiddle.” John Michael recalls that his father, Mike Moran, was also a good fiddle player and could play the harmonica. John Carney, Jr. also recalls that his uncle, Mike Moran, played the violin and his aunt Marge (Carney) Dolan played the piano at a gathering at the Dolan home at the Sunnycroft Golf Course near Clarksburg.

John Michael Moran remembers that for many years, the three Catholic churches, St. Bridget’s, St. Bernard’s, and St. Michael’s, had a dance featuring plenty of Irish music at the Bright Star Skating Rink at Roanoke. One year in the late 1930’s, the dance was held at Mike Moran’s Wholesale building in Orlando. John Michael, who was a pre-teenager at the time of the Orlando dance, said that his mother, Marguerite, loved to dance, as did his father, Mike, and his godfather, John Brice.

Left: John Michael Moran

Reminiscing about violins, John Michael Moran recalled that his dad sold a violin to Byrne Dolan of the Hotel Dolan when Byrne was young, and when Byrne died, Mike went to Byrne’s estate sale and bought the violin back. His dad knew a good violin when he saw it. And Mike Moran loved the music of the Emerald Isle.

Right: Thomas Bernard "Byrne" Dolan

Also according John Michael Moran, his father Mike Moran once said that another Irish virtuoso on the fiddle was his brother-in-law Mike McDonald of Canoe Run, and later Weston, who “had the best bow of any one I’ve heard who played the fiddle.” John Michael recalls that his father, Mike Moran, was also a good fiddle player and could play the harmonica. John Carney, Jr. also recalls that his uncle, Mike Moran, played the violin and his aunt Marge (Carney) Dolan played the piano at a gathering at the Dolan home at the Sunnycroft Golf Course near Clarksburg.

In Closing
Music has blest the human condition from time immemorial. There are songs to praise birth and songs to lament death. There are songs to announce the pathway to a hereafter. Uncle Zeke, in one of his tongue-in-cheek columns, announced that a certain coon hunter would no doubt ask St. Peter if it were permissible to bring his faithful coon dog and gun with him through the pearly gates. Undoubtedly, St. Peter would not consider frivolous a request that fiddle, guitar, or claw hammer banjo, and maybe a pair of clogging shoes, be allowed to cross to that beautiful shore.

. . . . .

Comment by David Parmer
On December 3rd, 1937 a school carnival was held at the Orlando School and was attended by over two hundred people. One of the features of the carnival was a fiddle playing contest to determine who was the best fiddler. The contestants were Mike Moran, John Gallagher, Marion Blake and Edward Blake.

And the winner was ………….Edward Blake.


Comment
by John Allman
My grandfather, Gaver Allman, played violin with the Knights of Columbus band in Orlando sometime between 1905 and 1915. His love of music transcended his strict Methodism and some of its strictest adherents who kept Catholicism at arm’s length. Another member of the Knights of Columbus band was Mike Moran who also played the violin. My grandmother, Mishie (Mills) Allman, gave piano lessons in Orlando during the 1910’s and 1920’s.


Comment by Luella (Cole) Ferri and Hazel (Cole) Riffle
Our father was Jesse Cole, son of Henry Harrison Cole and Mary Jane (Heater) Cole of Three Lick.
Our father learned to play the fiddle when he was young. When we lived on Oil Creek, our dad used to play music with the Henline brothers, James and Charles, and also with Fred McCord who played guitar. Our father also played music with his brothers, Chuck and Dane, and with cousins, Clarence and Philip Dolan.

Some of the tunes we remember them playing was “The Twelfth of January,” “Soldier’s Joy,” “The Blue Danube Waltz,” “Red Wing,” and “Sally Gooden.” The musicians on Oil Creek would go to each other’s homes at night and play music and also played for square dances.

Our father was a very good fiddle player and to our ear was just as good as the fiddle players on the Grand Old Opry.
In 1935 our family moved to Gassaway. Although our father still played the fiddle after moving to Gassaway, he usually played by himself and for his grandchildren.
Our brother Larry still has our father’s fiddle.

Right: Jesse Cole

Comment by Donna Gloff:
The first mention of music in Orlando lore is from a letter written by little Ethel Posey, age 10, in 1894. In it she says that when she stayed with her Uncle L. M. [Lucian Minor] Hopkins in Gilmer County they “had music and a general good time.”

Comment by David Parmer
An interesting tidbit arose during the writer’s interview of Marilyn Posey concerning her choice of the mandolin as the instrument she elected to master. Marilyn indicated that her first choice of an instrument was the guitar but she found it “too large.” John Blake, son of Vayden Blake, mentioned that all of his sisters played the fiddle, except for Betty Lou, who did not play because she was left handed. People who do not play instruments for the most part are unaware of circumstances which affect the choice musicians make in selecting their career instrument.

Left: modern, manufactured instruments: Banjo, Guitar, mandolin.


Note: The following sites provided background info which was particularly useful.
ttp://www.mustrad.org.uk/articles/appalach.htm.html