The Family of John Wiley Reed 1792-1854
John Wiley Reed was the second American born son of Samuel and Mary Clark Reed. Samuel and Mary Clark came to South Carolina just after the American Revolution from what I believe to be Ireland. They lived in Blackville, Barnwell, South Carolina area. My lineage is from Samuel Reed to his son John then John's son, John Wiley then to George Byron then to Charlie Wiley then Charles William and to me Thompson (Tom) William Reed 1943-present.
Monday, December 27, 2021
A tour of the home of Samuel and Mary Clark Reed
Thanks to cousin Marilyn Reed Thomson for all her hard work in preserving the history of our family. Below are two links that will lead to a video tour of the original Samuel and Mary Clark Reed home as it stands in Blackville, SC now.Copy and paste on your browser for Part 1http://samuelreedfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/tour-of-samuel-reed-home-part-i.htmlCopy and paste on your browser for Part 2http://samuelreedfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/tour-of-samuel-reed-home-part-ii.html
Wednesday, December 22, 2021
Where we lived and when by Mrs. CW Reed
Where we lived and when
Recalling the past with Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed
Notes by
Norman E. Reed (dates unknown)
As told to
Norman E. Reed by his mother Mrs. C. W. Reed (Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed)
WHERE WE LIVED AND WHEN
When your daddy and I were first married we lived with my
parents. My father said we could use as much of his land as we wanted to farm
because he had more than he could use.
Your daddy built a house when he was only 22 years old and
Major, the servant who had been a slave of my mothers huged (sp) the sills out
of logs from my daddy’s place for the foundation of this house. We moved in
November of 1909. We thought we were going there all of our days. It was
exactly what we wanted and we built it beautiful. It had all the conveniences.
When the little girls got bigger we found we were to (sp) far from school. We
sold this house for $6,500.00.
We rented Uncle Jack’s place, this was in 1914, it was close
to the school. Stayed there three years, My father died September 4, 1917 and
moved down there on December 1, 1917. We paid my mother $250.00 a year rent for
the farm until 1920 when she rented it to my brother Mack and we bought a 200
acres near Swansea for $10,000. There wasn’t any Federal Security then and you
couldn’t borrow money from a bank. It was during this time that everything went
down, the bottom fell out of all the prices, boreweevil ate the cotton up and
you couldn’t get any money for a thing.
We had a group of negroes on the place that had to be feed
(fed). They went off owing us four or five hundred dollars apiece. Your
insurance policy was the only you could get a bit of money out of. Your daddy
had a twenty year paid up insurance policy and he borrowed money on it to feed
those negroes. Of course he lost the policy. We finally had to sell the place
because he couldn’t borrow money from a bank and they wouldn’t lend money on
the place.
In 1925 we rented the Smith place. We had been living in
what was going to be a tenant house. The big house had burned down. Daddy
though it was caused by a double chimney or a light in the dining room. We
lived in the “cabin” as we called if for a year. Your daddy went to work for
the highway department. They transferred us to Columbia in November of 1929 and
we got a house on Marion Street. In June 1930 we moved to 2312 Park Street. In
August of that year we moved to Lancaster. In February of 1932 we moved to
North, SC for a little while until we could get back out on your grandmother
Reed’s farm. We rented it until January of 193
7 when we bought 275 acres on the Jerusalem Creek.
We sold that farm and moved to 2203 Academy Street on May
16, 1949.
Margaret, Zene and Rea finished school in Swansea. Floss,
Charles and Norman finished school in North, SC.
Margaret was born while we were living at my mother’s place
and she was married by Uncle Hydrick in Anderson, SC.
Zene was born in the house your daddy built and she was
married in Harlem, Georgia.
Floss was born at Uncle Jacks and she was married at your
grandmother Reed’s old place by Uncle Hydrick.
Millard and Mallard were born when we were on Marion Street
in Columbia, SC.
Norman was born when we were on Marion Street in Columbia
and he was married at main Street Methodist Church by Reverend Ferguson.
Charles was born while we were living at my old home place
in Orangeburg County. (My father L. W. Myers). He graduated from North High
School. Charles and Doris were married by Uncle Hydrick in the parsonage in
Cayce, SC. He and Mary were married in June of 1968.
Sent by N.E. Reed’s son, Don Reed to Tom Reed 12-2021.
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Serenading the newly wed by Mrs. CW Reed
Recalling the past with Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed
Serenading the newly wed
Notes by
Norman E. Reed (dates unknown)
As told to
Norman E. Reed by his mother Mrs. C. W. Reed (Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed)
Serranding (Serenading) the newly weds
The first thing they all gathered under the bedroom window
and had double barrel shotguns pointed out in one direction. They all fired
them at the signal, all the guns went off at once.
The farm bell rang all the time except the time it took to
shoot the anvils. During all of that a group was marching around the house with
a circle saw on a pole. They beat the saw with two sledge hammers while the
other two carried the saw.
Others were taking the buggy apart and putting it on top of
the two story barn.
It was a problem to find all the parts of the buggy the next
day. They hid the wheels. Robe (sp) and harness all in different places. This
was a beautiful new stick back buggy with wide arm rest. The harness was made
of patten (sp) leather. None of this was harmed.
To shoot the anvil they had to turn one upside down and set
the other on top of it. They filled the hollow space with gun powder. When the
fuse was lit a signal was given to stop the farm bell and saw. They were all
silent until the blast went off. This could be heard 14 miles away.
This kept up until two in the morning.
The negroes on the place were standing by to help get things
back together the next morning, the serranders (sp) didn’t come back.
Sent by N.E. Reed’s son, Don Reed to Tom Reed 12-2021.
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Robert Lewis Myers - my brother by Mrs. CW Reed
Recalling the past with Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed
Robert Lewis Myers
Notes by
Norman E. Reed (dates unknown)
As told to
Norman E. Reed by his mother Mrs. C. W. Reed (Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed)
Robert Lewis Myers
Confederate Soldier
While Robert Lewis Myers was in the service at Charleston, S. C. he
knew they were going to surrender at Appomattox, Virginia. He asked his
commanding officer if he had to walk all the way to Virginia and back? Robert
was so weak from having measles out under log (?) in Virginia. It was snowing
and the only thing he had to eat was roast corn from the field. His feet were
sore from marching. The officer said he couldn’t tell him what to do. That
night he swam the river with his pack and rifle. After making his way to his
home out in the country from Saint Matthews, he hid in the woods.
Sherman had stolen all the horses but left one old cripple. That was
all his wife had to work with. The two sons were in the garden with their
mother when the dog went running to the woods and came back. The dog did this
the third time and his wife said she would follow the dog and see what he
wanted. There, by a big log, was her
husband. He said he had deserted and would like to get to the house to stay
until news was received that the war was over. She carried him to the loft of
the barn so he wouldn’t be found and had a servant put a mattress there for him
to sleep. She burned all his clothes except his uniform. He didn’t have
anything else that was fit to wear or of any use.
The cup that Mrs. C. W. Reed has was carried by Robert Lewis Myers
during the war.
Note – his brother Judson settled in Sumter, S. C. and some of his
decedents live there. Also in Camden, S. C.
Sent by N.E. Reed’s son, Don Reed to Tom Reed 12-2021.
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Reverend James Malachi Herlong by Mrs. CW Reed
Recalling the past with Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed
Reverend James Malachi Herlong
Notes by Norman E. Reed (dates unknown)
Reverend James Malachi Herlong
Reverend Herlong owned 3,000 acres of land on the river and
near Saint Matthews in the Limestone area. At the outbreak of the war (WBTS) he
was uncertain how to invest, in slave or to have money. He had sugar barrels
full of Confederate money. Reverend Herlong gave his daughter three slaves,
Cindy, Nat and Major Serject (sp). They stayed with her and they lived on the
place until they died.
Major Serject (sp) hued the sills for the home of Mr. and
Mrs. C. W. Reed (Charlie Wiley and Nova Reed) (This home is located out from
Bull Swamp Baptist Church – close to the old Hydrick and Reed homes.)
Reverend James Malachi Helong is buried at Congree Baptist
Church in Calhoun County. He was pastor of this church from the time it was
organized until he retired.
His son Bascomb, became pastor and served all his life.
Bascomb is also buried at this church.
Sent by N.E. Reed’s son, Don Reed to Tom Reed 12-2021. Retyped into Word.
My Pony by Mrs. CW Reed
Recalling the past with Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed
My Pony
Notes by
Norman E. Reed (dates unknown)
As told to
Norman E. Reed by his mother Mrs. C. W. Reed (Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed)
My pony
I drove a little pony to school, when I was in a big hurry I
would put the saddle on him and ride to school. My daddy built a stable at the
school house and had carried corn and fodder there for him. He put it in the
loft of the stable.
I would ride him to school and put him in the stable with
the saddle on. If I had plenty of time I would hitch him up to the buggy and
drive it.
Dr. Sturkie’s horse killed my pony. My pony was little. Dr.
Strukie’s horse was big, mean and would kick. The colored people had turned
both horses out in the lot. My pony was in his stable and the other horse came
in and caught him in the door. It broke his ribs. He died two days later.
My daddy bought me a saddle horse then. He was a beautiful
thing. He wouldn’t do anything but a saddle gait. You could put him to a buggy
and he would still do a saddle gait. He was a big, tall horse and I enjoyed
riding him. I rode side saddle, I never rode astride. After we were married my
husband would drive him.
One time he drove him to Orangeburg to take Dr. Hydrick back
in the buggy. Dr. Hydrick was afraid of him, said that horse will kill you.
Daddy said my wife rides him. He said you make her quit riding that horse. But
I didn’t quit riding him, later we traded him and got one that was more gentle.
Sent by N.E. Reed’s son, Don Reed to Tom Reed 12-2021.
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Mrs. Rowella Hydrick Robinson Friday Reed by Mrs. CW Reed
Recalling the past with Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed
Mrs. Rowella Hydrick Robinson Friday Reed
Notes by
Norman E. Reed (dates unknown)
As told to
Norman E. Reed by his mother Mrs. C. W. Reed (Mrs. Charlie Wiley Reed)
Mrs. Rowella Hydrick Robinson Friday Reed
Her father, Major Hydrick was going to get married for the
second time and she said two women couldn’t live in the same house. He cut he
of (sp) some of his best land for her to build her house. There was a small
house on it but she wanted to build a bigger one. She said she would go there
and live with her two sons. Elliott Robinson and Edward Friday were the
children.
Major Hydrick had an overseer whose name was George Byron
Reed. He had become attached to the two little children, they would call him
Reedy.
Reedy and Rowella were married and that’s the farm that
Byron and Charlie, and all the Reed brothers were born and raised.
There were ten boys and a daughter reared on that two
hundred twenty-five acre farm.
Mrs. Reed is buried at Bull Swamp Baptist Church out from
the town of North, S. C. This is east of the town toward the city of
Orangeburg.
Sent by N.E. Reed’s son, Don Reed to Tom Reed 12-2021.
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