Going back in time: A visit of Jamestown in 1849.
By Mary Browning
In the late afternoon of a cold and snowy day in March 1849 two weary travelers
arrived in the village of Jamestown in search of shelter. One was Benson J.
Lossing and the other was his horse, Charley, both chilled to the bone and very
tired. They had spent the day retracing the routes taken by British and
Revolutionary armies leading to their 1781 encounter at Guilford Court House. .
Lossing, a native of New York State, was a successful maker of woodcut
engravings on his home ground, and was active in publishing. In 1849, he was
beginning an exciting new project, touring Revolutionary battlefield sites,
making sketches, interviewing residents, taking notes, all in preparation for
what would become The Pictorial Field-Book of the Revolution, eventually
published in 1859.
This day in 1849 had begun in Greensboro, where he had spent much of the night
watching residents fighting a fire—without aid of fire engines, he noted—that
consumed four buildings before a broad exterior chimney stopped it. All that
excitement meant a late start the next day, but by 10 o’clock Lossing had
reached Martinsville, first on his itinerary. There he found that his contact,
Mr. “Hotchkiss,” was away from home, but the gentleman’s daughter answered many
of his questions. Was the “Hotchkiss” home he visited that of Mr. Hoskins?
Anyway, Lossing sketched the battlefield and noted that his vantage point was
the extreme western boundary of the field.
It had started snowing during the morning. At noon, with the snow still falling,
Lossing left for the Quaker meetinghouse at New Garden. A wedding was in
progress there. The groom was from Randolph Co., Lossing said. This might help
to date the visit, because there were only a handful of marriages at New Garden
in the 1840s, and only one that could be found with a groom from Randolph. He
was Frederick Henley and his bride was Sarah Jane Macy. The date: March 1, 1849.
Lossing also visited New Garden Boarding School nearby, whose superintendent at
the time, Thomas Hunt, introduced him to his father, 91-year-old Nathan Hunt.
That worthy shared some recollections of the time of the Revolution, when some
of the dead and dying from local skirmishes and the Guilford Court House battle
were brought to New Garden for care.
The afternoon wore on, the weather didn’t improve, and Lossing mounted Charley
and headed them both toward Jamestown, over a countryside that he described as
“very broken.”
When he reached Jamestown, he found it to be “an old village situated upon the
high southwestern bank of the Deep River.” If this doesn’t sound like the
Jamestown you know, think of the height of the dam in High Point City Lake Park,
and remember also that just downstream from the dam there is about a 30’ drop
from the bridge on Main St. to the river below.
Since Lossing reported that most of the original Quaker inhabitants of Jamestown
had come from Nantucket, we might infer that the lodging he found was in the
George C. Mendenhall home on the West Fork riverbank, where the lady of the
house at that time was Delphina Gardner Mendenhall, a descendant of Nantucket
Quakers. Lossing also reported that the Jamestown inhabitants “do not own
slaves, or employ slave labor, except when a servant is working to purchase his
freedom,” which is an interesting take on the actual situation. However, it does
represent the views of the owner, whose first wife had inherited these slaves
from her father. Mendenhall was obligated to care for them, but his goal was to
train them for trades before setting them free, and he and Delphina did, in
fact, take a number of them to lead free lives in the Midwest.
This lack of slave labor accounted for the “aspect of thrift” found in the local
land and houses, Lossing thought, and gave the area a different appearance from
that in the usual rural districts in the Carolinas.
When he left the next morning, three inches of snow had accumulated on the
ground. Nevertheless he was off for “the Yadkin” by way of Lexington and other
points west.
Lossing’s field-book isn’t great history, but it’s fun to tag along with him in
1849 as he makes this trek through familiar territory, to see it as he saw it
then. Even when he misunderstands what he sees and hears, he adds to our
understanding of how it was.
News & Record, Sunday, November 13, 2005
Reprinted with permission of the News & Record
and of the author