March 2005 Issue
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An empty chair now and forevermore shall sit at our table in remembrance of those that have gone before.

We welcome our guests and give a Rebel Yell to the newest members of the proud decedents of the men who rode with the 13th Kentucky Cavalry!




I have listened very intently to the rhetoric and posturing of our SCV officers at the International Headquarters attempting coups and arguing on which side is right and which side is wrong. I have read literally hundreds of letters in disbelief as I watched normally rational southern compatriots ripping at each other’s throats. I have been reluctant to speak without hearing both sides, so I could make a wish decision, for I not only represent myself, I represent the camp and also the good name of General Robert E. Lee. But enough is enough! I have reached some personal conclusions and I must let you, my brothers know how I feel. The first is it doesn’t really matter to me who is right or wrong but what DOES matter to me is those people violating the Charge and oath taken to vindicate my ancestor’s good name. Both sides should be ashamed! Not only am I embarrassed but also ashamed of what has happened to the good name of my ancestors in which I had entrusted those people with the guardianship of their good name. How, why did this slap upon my/ours forefathers occur without me/us getting full wind of the turning of the tide? I have seen so many people asking what General Lee would think of this. I too wonder, since he represented the very fiber of every Confederate soldier. As a man who has studied Lee and portrayed the Christian nature of his life in 37 events last year alone, I can tell you that General Lee would be the first to say it is beneath the dignity of a Southern man to harbor such thoughts and actions. He would be the first to attempt to mediate and think what would be the best for his country and his people. Will the stubborn wills of a few seeking power, politics interfere with principles for our people. I call for a day of prayer for the Confederacy. I call upon each Confederate American to beg God Almighty to forgive us and lead us back on the honorable path. For if we do not, the dark forces will have won without even lifting a finger. “We have seen the enemy and it is us.” When we stray the path chosen we begin our own demise. Is it too late to compromise? Is it too late to sit down and negotiate terms of understanding for all so that my ancestors will rest assured once more that we are vindicating the cause, we are defending his good name, we are guarding his history, we are emulating his virtue, we are perpetuating the principles he loved, we are honoring those ideals which made him glorious, and that we also still continue to cherish those principles held so dear. Are we not brothers and as such, should we not be willing to set aside our own personal venue to remember who they were and what they represent. Reflect upon the words of our general and then remind yourself of what we should be representing. “Never do a wrong thing to make a friend or keep one; the man who requires you to do so is dearly purchased at a sacrifice. Deal kindly, but firmly, with all your classmates; you will find it the policy, which wears best. Above all, do not appear to others what you are not. If you have any fault to find with any one, tell him, not others, of what you complain; there is no more dangerous experiment than that of undertaking to be one thing before a man’s face and another behind his back. We should live so as to say and do nothing to the injury of any one. It is not only best as a matter of principle, but it is the path to peace and honour…Duty, then, is the sublimest word in our language. Do your duty in all things. You cannot do more. You should never wish to do less.”

Now for the good news! Our encroachment permit for the monument is in and we can begin the work to place it on the mountain. The deadline is July 1, 2005 for the final inspection by the Kentucky Cabinet of Transportation. Let the work begin! We have been asked to be the honor guard at the road dedication on April 22, 2005 at 11:00. They have requested that we have cannons and our boys in full force. This is our opportunity to get some great PR since Governor Fletcher, Hal Rogers and other dignitaries will be there. We MUST practice our drill for the event and remember that we are southern gentlemen honoring the memory of our ancestors. We need to set a date for local gravesite dedications for Stiller Bill, John Campbell and the gravsites at the mouth of Pratt’s Fork. I would like for the camp to consider a date in the near future prior to the busy season starting in May. Commander Sparkman and Compatriot Combs have discovered yet another 13th man and are hot on the trail of other great stories. Let us continue praying for Danny Taylor, Carlos Brock, John and Jean Peck, as well as others that are in need of our prayers for healing. God has blessed us and we must share the blessing.

I remain your obedient servant in Christ, The Old General The Old General




As I stated in my last column, The SCV seems to be rife with problems. Among the problems is an inflammatory piece written by Ann Coulter, which is titled "The Battle Flag". The article was basically a piece meant to bash Democrats. The article so inflamed the Caudill camp that at letter was written by myself to the editor of the Confederate Veteran condemning the publishing of the article. The reply from the Editor was that most of the mail he received ran 4 to 1 in favor of the article and no apology for the insulting content was offered. This kind of attitude would have to be considered as part of the problem, which is currently afflicting the SCV. In its current state, whoever wins the up coming legal battle will find himself facing a wound which he will find very hard to heal. 1st Corinthians 13:11 tells us "When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.” It would seem that the leaders on both sides of an organization that prides itself on its Christian heritage have forgotten to take heed to this very important verse. I say my compatriots it is time to move past this petty squabbling and heal the wounds of division, which have afflicted our beloved SCV. Let us pray, asking the Lord for his guidance, as events play out in the up coming legal battle.

Deo Vindice, Lt. Commander John P. Back



My Kepi and Me is a series honoring camp members and their ancestors. The purpose is to share their ancestor’s history as well as the current son occupying the seat of honor. This month let us offer a salute and tip our Kepi to our own Jeremy Jones. I have the privilege of working with this young man and have seen him grow in spirit along with a positive outlook on life. He lives in Caudill’s Branch. His mother’s name is Linda L. Jones. He has 2 brothers (Tim and Hardy) and 1 sister by the name of Jennifer. He has 3 dogs, 2 cats and 1 hamster. He plans on finishing high school and then attending college. He wants to obtain a law enforcement degree, possibly working with the K9 unit. He entered the Caudill Camp on the lineage of Stiller Bill Caudill. Stiller Bill was the son of William C. Caudill and Nancy Craft Caudill. Bill married Nancy Dixon. He obtained the rank of 4th Sergeant and is buried above Jeremy’s home. Jeremy reenacts with the 5th Kentucky, Company F and participated in 8 events last year. He first saw the elephant at Saltville. His hobbies are Play Station, reenacting, hunting and fishing. We are honored to have this man as our compatriot and welcome him as one of us in the band of brothers. Ladies and gentlemen, let us tip our kepis and give up a hardy Rebel yell for our brother Jeremy!



I have not received any updates on the status of our members from the National Office since our last meeting. I would assume that we are still being accredited with approximately 114 members. The lack of information may be due to the conflict that is raging at the national level. I hope they resolve their problems soon as we have enough enemies with out fighting amongst ourselves.

I would like to extend my thanks to the members of our camp that braved the wet weather to clean up litter along Highway 23 form Pound Gap towards the Pike County Line. We were credited with four miles of clean up which entitles us to $400. We should receive the money in a few months. The members assisting in the cleanup were: David Chaltas, David Brown, Richard Brown, Okie Blair, Tim Blair, Richard Smith, Roger Hall, Wayne Whitaker, Raymond Isaacs, Jeremy Jones, Tabby Back and Rosetta Back. Unfortunately, we picked up 81 bags of garbage, a sign that we still have a long way to go in educating people about respecting our ecology.

The granite for the Pound Gap Memorial is now at Appalachian Monument Company! We have applied for permission to set the monument but are constantly having to submit additional paperwork. The state is hesitant about issuing permission for monuments, therefore we have now resubmitted the request as a Historical Marker, which in truth, is actually a historical sign. Hopefully, engraving on the stone should start in the next month.

A friend of mine that works for a local coal company told an interesting story to me this week. He said that when they advertised in Knott County’s newspaper about their plans to build a silt pond in Big Branch of Troublesome Creek in Knott County, an elderly gentleman came to see them. He said that in the location of the proposed pond were two graves, his gg-grandparents. The man was executed by General Morgan’s orders while on his last raid into Kentucky. The gentleman said that his gg-grandfather had been a Confederate soldier that had deserted to return to his family on Troublesome and was captured as Morgan’s Men were on their way to Mt. Sterling. We are in the process of pursuing this story further.

I am glad to hear that our Secretary/Treasurer, Danny Taylor, is doing better after his surgery. Please keep him in your prayers. Also keep our troops in your thoughts as well.

Adjutant Brown



I have the honor of reporting that our camp balance before expenditures was $1489.66. Our expenses for the month were $930.00 (state dues) leaving a balance of $599.66. We made $66 in the auction, $20 for T-shirts and had a balance of $559.66. Our grand total is $645.66 as of this date. Keep in mind that we made $400 on the road clean up and still have the quilt money to add into the account. If you have any suggestions regarding fundraisers or questions please contact me at 633-0881. Let us continue to encourage former members to rejoin and to recruit new members to honor our ancestors’ deeds
Secretary/Treasurer Taylor



Last week was going pretty good with three days of beautiful snow on the ground and clinging to the trees. I thought, “What a wonderful God we have!” I was looking forward to church for Jeff Sam's would be there. I love to hear him preach and sing along with seeing my brothers and sisters at church. But then it started.

Friday morning as my wife and I was about to leave to go to work and we noted that the carpet was soaking wet. I knew it was coming from the water heater. Our water had to be turn off.but I told my wife me and my son would get up Saturday morning and fix it. The next morning we began the task of emptying my wife’s closet in order to get to the water heater (I believe it would have been easier to dig up King Tut’s Tomb!) We finally made it to the tomb, I mean water heater. It had to be replaced, so off to Lowe's we go. About an 1 1/2 later we made it back. We were so happy things was going well until we put the water heater in and found out it was a little taller then the one we had removed! My top pipe was about six inches short, so back we go to Lowe's. Another 1 1/2 later went by before we returned and fix the pipe. It had taken all day but we would now have water. I gave the pipes 30 minutes to dry and I went out side to turn the water back on but no water! What was wrong? I had water when I turned it off but now no water pressure. I knew we needed water to get prepared for church in the morning. I decided it was the foot valve. My son and I uncovered the well and pulled the pipe with the value at the end. Sure enough, it was bad. But it was too late to go out again but thank God for my brother- in-law because he had one. Another hour and we had it back together just in time to take a bath before going to bed. BUT again no water! We worked an hour or more and finally my son had enough water to take a bath. I told my wife I would get up and work on it in the morning to get some water to take bath before going to church.

Early Sunday morning I was outside working on the water. I worked for about an hour and gave up. NO WATER! I went back in and got my son up and told him he could ride the bus to church because it didn't look like I was going to make it. My wife had been sick all night. About 9:15 my son was off to church but I knew God would understand that my wife was sick, I had no water to take a bath or clothes to wear. But then God put it on my heart that I needed to go. The devil had put all these things in my way and it would be easy to stay home. But I felt God wanted me to attend. I told the devil not only was I going to church but also I would make it before Sunday school. With about 40 minute to go started looking around. No water! What was I going to do? When I looked in the kitchen, there in the floor was the case of Yankee water from New York. No one would drink it so I took my teakettle in about five minutes the Yankee water was hot and I took a bath. I dug in my closet and found something that was clean and just needed a little ironing. As I was putting on the shirt it had a hole in it and I said, “You devil this is not going to stop me.” With my Bible in my hand and five minutes to make it to church I was in my car. As I turned the key a song was playing (I need to see Jesus). I said, “Amen” then I put on my seat belt because I don't trust the devil and I told him I was going to church if I had to do it on my hands and knees! I made it right on time and I was blessed just to be there at church.

The devil tries to keep us from doing what God wants us to do. Sometimes it’s hard to do His will. Sometimes we have built in excuses. Sometimes we make up excuses. But we have to tell the devil no! James 4:7 tells us that, “If we will resist the devil and he will flee from you.” And in verse 8 we must remember to, “Draw nigh to God and He will draw nigh to you.” This is what we need to work on each day and pray for help with our shortcomings.
Chaplain Tabby Back


Historical Interpretations and Reflections of
SUMNER, JOHN: Private, Company B, 13th Kentucky Cavalry, CSA

SUMNER, JOHN: Private, Company B, 13th Kentucky Cavalry, CSA

John Sumner, a son of James and Judah Stewart Sumner, was born in Kentucky about 1816, according to the 1850 Letcher County Census. This soon-to-be-155-year-old document shows that John is married to Nancy Hampton, who is one year his junior and a daughter of Turner and Mary Hampton. They reside in the third house up Rockhouse Creek from John and Nancy. It also reveals that John and Nancy have six daughters and a son between the ages of two and thirteen living at home and that they are keeping John’s eighty-year-old mother. John is listed as a farmer.

The 1850 Agricultural Census of Letcher County tells the rest of the story about John and Nancy. They own a hundred twenty-five acres of land, of which twenty-five acres have been improved. Their small mountain farm is valued at three hundred dollars.

They own two horses, four milk cows and three “other” cattle. Their thirty head of sheep account for the fact they have forty pounds of wool. Twenty hogs bearing John’s earmark roam the woodlands of his farm and those of his neighbors. Low maintenance animals, they grow fat on the native mast and provide much-needed salt-pork, fatback, sausage, grease and lard. Altogether, their livestock and other animals are valued at two hundred fifteen dollars.

Their daughters have, no doubt, addressed the carding, spinning and weaving tasks involved in working up the wool efficiently enough to allow them to make the legendary linsey woolsey fabric of the backwoods. A combination of wool and linen, this rough-textured material wears like iron, is virtually water-proof and can be woven at home. Fifteen pounds of flax is stored away for making into linen, some of which will used in linsey woolsey while the remainder will be allotted for the manufacture of fine linen fabric. Their home-manufactured items are valued at twenty-five dollars.

The forty pound cache of tobacco the Sumners own ranks near the top in the county. Ten bushels of beans are stored, likely in the form of “leather britches”, and under the watchful eye of Granny Judah, the older girls have churned forty pounds of butter. Deed Book C-D in the county courthouse lists some judicious land transactions John and Nancy have made to supplement their income. They are very close to being totally self-sufficient and are surrounded by every living human they hold dear. Life is good.

Twelve years later, at the age of forty-six, a point in his life when he and Nancy should have been able to begin reaping some of the benefits of a lifetime of hard work, John Sumner volunteers to serve in a mounted unit in the service of the Confederate states. If the lie-laden history books written by the winning side in that war are to be believed, one would assume the reason John chose to side with the “secesh” was to keep his slaves. John Sumner never owned a slave. Nor was he, obviously, a wild-eyed hellion raiding and killing for the sheer joy of being young and male and beyond the law. In middle age he chose to forsake the comfort of home and hearth to fork a horse, pack a musket and sleep in the rain in support of a cause he believed was more important than life itself. Family legend claims John’s only son, Wes, was forcibly taken from the family home by a band of “Republicans” after John had volunteered to serve with Confederate forces. Wes must have been released or his escape somehow effected because later, he shows up on Colonel Caudill’s Confederate muster roll. Wes’s death certificate, issued at the hellhole of a Union prison known as Camp Douglas, states he was captured at Buffington Island, while trying to re-cross the Ohio River with General Morgan’s forces during the Indiana and Ohio Raid, summer of 1863. Family members maintained that John Sumner went to his grave without ever learning the fate of his only son.

Eight years after the War of Northern Aggression ended, John was sent word that his interest would be best served if he refrained from showing up at his polling place, in the vicinity of the current community of Premium, to cast his despised Democratic vote in the election of 1873. No one knows the story of the murder, or if John was even armed, or how they got the drop on him. The story that is known is that because he refused to be denied the right to vote he was murdered. While en-route to the election he was stoned, perhaps after having been shot. His body was left lifeless in a ditch on Smoot Creek.

John Sumner fell just as dead and for the exact reasons those thousands of other Southern martyrs fell at Gettysburg, Manassas, Perryville and hundreds of other battles, skirmishes and bush whackings during the war. He is the Confederate grandfather of whom I am most proud. I think of him when Election Day dawns cold and wet or when I’m not terribly interested in the candidates or their platforms. I think of him when I know I’m doing the right thing, regardless of how unpopular it is with others. I think of him when I see evidence of what his political party has come to represent and try to imagine what action he would have taken to help correct that image. I always think of him when I become aware that someone is trying to threaten my freedom or dictate how I must live my life. His memory is a constant source of strength Richard M. Smith

CHILDREN OF JOHN AND NANCY HAMPTON SUMNER
(Approximate birth order)
1. Winifred-married Confederate veteran Lewis Back
2. Elizabeth (Betsy)-married Confederate veteran John W. Caudill
3. Judah-died young-may have not married-buried with her dad at Rich Whitaker Cemetery
4. John Wesley-Confederate veteran-never married-died at Camp Douglas
5. Mary (Polly)-married Confederate veteran Henry J. Back
6. Margaret (Peggy)-married Confederate veteran David Caudill
7. Celia or Selia-married Confederate veteran William C. Back
8. Lucinda-married Confederate veteran James W. “Noah Jim” Caudill
9. Louisa-married “Trembling” Henry Caudill
10. Nancy-birth order unknown-died young-buried with her mother at Nancy Back Cemetery

“Sayings of the South”

“We feel that our cause is just and holy; we protest solemnly in the face of mankind that we desire peace at any sacrifice save that of honour and independence; we ask no conquest, no aggrandizement, no concession of any kind from the States with which we were lately confederated; all we ask is to be let alone; that those who never held power over us shall not now attempt our subjugation by arms.” 'President Jefferson Davis - 29 April 1861'

"Our cause was so just, so sacred, that had I known all that has come to pass, had I known all that was to be inflicted upon me, all that my country was to suffer, all that our posterity was to endure, I would do it all over again. Let the rising generation learn what their fathers did, and let them learn the still better lesson to emulate not only the deeds, but also the motives, which prompted them. May God grant that sons ever greater than their fathers may rise whenever their country needs them to defend her cause. Nothing fills me with deeper sadness than to see a Southern man apologizing for the defence we made of our inheritance & denying the great truths on which all our institutions were founded. To be crushed by superior force, to be robbed & insulted, were great misfortunes, but these could be borne while there still remained manhood to assert the truth, and a proud consciousness in the rectitude of our course. When I find myself reviled by Southern papers as one renewing 'dead issues,' the pain is not caused by the attack upon myself, but by its desecration of the memories of our Fathers & those of their descendants who staked in defence of their rights -- their lives, their property & their sacred honor. To deny the justice of their cause, to apologize for its defence, and denounce it as a dead issue, is to take the last of their stakes, that for which they were willing to surrender the other." Jefferson Davis

As to Secession being Rebellion, it is distinctly possible by state papers that Washington considered it no such thing – that Massachusetts, now loudest against it, has itself asserted its right to secede, again and again." Charles Dickens

The following is an entry from Edward Guerrant of the 4th Kentucky Cavalry journal, courtesy of Tucker From Gladesville (Wise)

Monday, March 3, 1862 ".....I crossed in about 10 or 12 miles to Robert Dickenson's on Russell Creek, 3 1/2 miles from Clinch River. On the road I passed Newberry's and Co's Cheap Store. I also noticed the very singular inscription upon a tomb stone at Dr. Hoge's. It read "Daniel Hoge, Esq."

Robert Dickenson my landlord tonight I found most desponding man I have seen yet. Everything - even the sun - looks dark - black - even as Erebus. His countenance and tone and language was the personification of melancholy - or hypochondriac. The Southern Confederacy was swallowed up or lost and his nice farm ravaged by Yankees. His wife was as "short as pie crust" - The table she set was superior to any I have seen yet."

From Head Quarters in Lebanon, Russell County, Virgini.

Monday, March 10, 1862 "I am very anxious for the arrival of Capt. Jenkins - Aid to General Marshall - who was left at Gladesville (Wise) to superintend the removal of stores from Pound Gap."




Minutes:
February 17, 2005
Members Present
Danny Taylor, Tim Blair, Okie Blair, Willis Strong, John P. Back, Big Tree Adams, Dave Chaltas, Kenny Cantrell, Richard Brown, Raymond Isaacs, Tabby Back, Chris Back, Roger Hall, Richard Smith, Leathan Whitaker, John J. Back , William Whitaker, Willie Cornett, John ‘Hugo’ Back, Josh Amburgey, Danny Wright, Dale Wright, Quinten Childers,
Welcome and Recognition of Guests

Opening Prayer-Chaplain Tabby Back
Meeting called to order-Commander Chaltas
Pledges/ led by Commander
Ancestral Roll Call-all members
Scripture Reading-Chaplain Tabby Back
Minutes reviewed by Secretary Taylor
Motion to approve minutes as read by Roger Hall-2nd Jon P. Back
Newsletter reviewed
My Kepi and Me-honored by Richard Brown
Adjutant Report-Richard Brown
Blacksmith Report-Wayne Whitaker

New Business
Monument Report-Commander Chaltas
Adopt A Highway-planned pick up for Feb. 21. Meet at the Sunoco Station 4:30

Event Committee organized-Kenny Cantrell, Tree Adams, Roger Hall, David Chaltas

Dedications of Stiler Bill and Campbell (Linefork) discussed

CLEP Program Presentation discussed

Open Floor
Discussion of article published in C.V by Ann Coulter
Ancestor of the Month-John Sumner by Richard Smith
Scramble: Richard Smith
Auction-Richard Smith
Adjourned with closing prayer-Chaplain Tabby Back