Rye Valley History

Category: Native American

Dr. Goodridge Wilson On Our History

Dr. Goodridge Wilson On Our History

Early Settlers Were Attracted to Smyth County’s Rye Valley Rye Valley lies over the mountain to the south of Smyth County. State Route 16, the B. F. Buchanan Highway, coming from the north over Clinch, Brushy, and Walker mountains, passes through Hungry Mother Park, Marion, and Attaway, over another Brushy Mountain, and enters a locality where rye was growing in abundance when the first white men came to this region. That weed is smaller than the cultivated rye but resembles it, and is said to make fairly good horse and cattle food. The pioneers seemed to have liked the plant, perhaps because it grew so well here. Prior to or during the Revolutionary War they gave it its name not only the beautiful valley where the South Fork of Holston starts but also to Rye Bottom on Big Walker Creek, and to Rye Cove in Scott County. The valley is narrow. The high crosses it quickly at a little climbing the steep sides of Iron Mountain and on across Grayson County to North Carolina. The first pioneers who acquired land in Rye Valley appear to have been Joseph and Esther Crockett, enterprising land speculators, who were not husband and wife, but business associates whose names appear together on a number of documents. The late Squire Robert Ward of Sugar Grove, a descendant of one of them, showed me a deed dated in 1753 by which the king of England conveyed the land about the head springs of the South Fork of Holston to Joseph and Esther Crockett. Mr. Ward’s name was included in that grant. His grandfather, a Rev. Crockett, bought it from a James or a Nelson, Joseph and Esther Crockett, or their heirs, had sold the original tract to some families in Virginia and to Nelson families who came from Virginia and they became the first actual settlers in the iron region where three mountain brooks join their waters with those of a number of bold springs in level meadows to form the South Fork of Holston. Two of the brooks, Dickey’s Creek and Cress Creek, come out of Iron Mountain, and the third, Slemp Creek, tumbles into the valley from Brushy Mountain. In this valley meadows a forest of fine sugar maple trees grew. While I was living in Marion back in the 1920s and 30s I would go there sometimes to fish for trout, to visit in some homes, or to conduct a religious service in a public school. At that time two splendid groves, remnants of that ancient maple forest, provided wonderful picnic grounds and ideal places for all-day gatherings as Baptist Association meetings. They gave the community its name, Sugar Grove. Now the groves are gone, and much beauty formerly belonging to this place of many waters faded with the passing of those great trees. Perhaps the first permanent settler in Rye Valley was Jenkins Williams, who settled on land downstream from and immediately adjoining the original Joseph and Esther Crockett survey. When I lived in Marion his descendants in the seventh generation were living on that land. When I went to Marion one of them, a lad in knee pants, lived with his widowed mother across the street from me. He now lives in Richmond and is well known over the state as Robert Williams, executive secretary of the Virginia Education Association, a well-authenticated fact, who made his home here since 1754 when rescuers were trailing marauding Indians and found the dead body of Mrs. Samuel Stalnaker beside a creek, with her infant child crying “Hungry Manny,” they went to warn the family of a settler near the site of Sugar Grove, and left the child with that family. That settler may have been Jenkins Williams. In 1776 John Griffiths came from Pennsylvania and settled in Rye Valley. When I made a sightseeing tour in that section a few weeks ago, B.H. Griffiths of Marion went with me. He was born and grew up with his father’s name in a house that stands on the site of a log house in which the Griffiths settle of 1776 lived. Among other things he showed me some skillful doing masonry work and some lengths of old iron water piping, on a hillside above the South Fork of Holston. These are the remnants of a lead mining and smelting operation conducted there around the turn of the century. An iron working industry was started in Rye Valley early in the pioneer period. Jenkins Williams had a forge on the South Fork in which, among other items, he manufactured barrels for rifles used by Revolutionary War soldiers. A Pierce family engaged in iron working in the valley through successive generations. The Rev. Lewis Wetzel Pierce, a Methodist minister widely known throughout Southwest Virginia as a pastor of churches and as a former agent for the Children’s Home Society of Virginia, is now retired and lives in Bristol. He says that his great-grandfather, Moses Pierce, a Quaker, came from North Carolina and established   an iron   forge near the mouth of Comers Creek. His grandfather and his father were iron workers at Sugar Grove, He was born on inherited a farm located on the west side of Slemp Creek, which his grandfather bought from Jonathan Slemp. The Slemp’s, Frederick and Jonathan acquired land on the south side of Brushy Mountain in 1804. Mr. Pierce says that Jonathan’s land was on the west   side of the mountain between Crockett and Frederick’s on the east side. Frederick stayed and his descendants are still in that section. Jonathan sold his land to Alexander Wilson Pierce and his descendants, Col. Camp, who represented that area in Congress from the 9th Virginia District. The Brushy Mountain land is still called Slemp’s Creek.  

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Thompson & Susanna James

Thompson & Susanna James

When Thompson B James was born on 9 July 1813, in Wythe, Virginia, United States, his father, Ezekiel James, was 36 and his mother, Frances Baker James, was 21. He married Susanah Jolly Porter on 20 September 1836, in Smyth, Virginia, United States. They were the parents of at least 3 sons and 5 daughters. He lived in Smyth County in 1850. He died on 24 December 1853, at the age of 40, and was buried in Sugar Grove, Virginia. Susannah Jolly Porter James was born on May 14, 1820 to William Porter and Mary Thomas in Wythe County. She married Thompson James at the age of 16 on September 16, 1836. Thompson James was 23 at the time of their marriage. They were married for approximately 17 years until his death in 1853 from Tuberculosis. During their marriage, they had 8 children. Mary, Francis, William, Louisa, America, James, Oscar and Susannah. Thompson was the son of Ezekiel James and Frances Baker. Susannah’s uncle on her mother’s side of the family was none other than Abijah Thomas. In 1862, Susannah married widower William James. He had 3 young children from his prior marriage in the home who are mentioned on census records. Thompson and Susannah James’ burial location was discovered and identified recently (7/22) in Sugar Grove located in what is now listed as the “Thompson James Family Cemetery” with two stones still standing that are readable. It was previously thought that Susannah was buried beside her 2nd husband at Blue Springs until her burial location was discovered. It is evident that there are several other unmarked graves near those of Thompson and Susannah James. 3 of them may account for their children who died before reaching adulthood. Others could be those of slaves and their children  or potentially a Native American who remains unidentified but was said to live with their family. The cemetery is undocumented in Smyth County except for being annotated on old plats as “Private Cemetery” or “Cemetery” as provided by records located at the courthouse. It covers approximately a 30×30 area in the middle of a larger 22 acre field and is not readily visible from any of the 3 roads that surround this field. It has gone largely unknown. It is known that the Boy Scouts cleaned it up sometime in the 90s under the direction of Tommy Miller. Per his input, there were in fact more than two stones standing at that time, they were photographed, documented and mapped with good intentions. That information cannot be located at this time but would be wonderful to have for further research on this pioneer family of Sugar Grove. If you were one of those who cleaned it up in the 90s and have photos or any other information to share, please use our contact form. We would love for you to reach out!

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Undocumented and Forgotten: The Thompson James Family Cemetery

Undocumented and Forgotten: The Thompson James Family Cemetery

Unveiling the Mysteries: The Hidden Legacy of the Thompson James Family Cemetery Situated discreetly within the serene landscape of Sugar Grove, Smyth County, Virginia, lies an enigmatic relic of bygone eras – the Thompson James Family Cemetery. Despite its historical significance, this sacred site has languished in obscurity for well over a century, its existence known to few save those who stumble upon its quiet repose just off Red Bud Lane. Intriguingly, the coordinates 36.781699736426575, -81.40864265128751, when entered into the digital realm of Google Maps, serve as a gateway to this clandestine enclave, inviting intrepid souls to traverse the threshold of time and uncover its long-forgotten secrets. At the heart of this secluded sanctuary stand the weathered markers of Thompson and Susannah, steadfast sentinels bearing silent witness to the passage of nearly 170 years. Their enduring presence serves as a poignant reminder of a familial legacy etched into the very fabric of this hallowed ground. Yet, beyond the stoic guardianship of Thompson and Susannah lie untold tales of sorrow and loss. Two young souls, offspring of the James lineage, are also thought to have found their final resting place within these sacred precincts, their names unmarked but their memory preserved within the whispers of the wind. Susannah Columbia James, age 1 and America Adaline James, age 3. Intriguingly, the shadows of Willaim and Elizabeth James loom over the cemetery’s narrative, their earthly abodes shrouded in mystery and not entirely known, yet their presence palpable. While the lack of any known physical markers obscures their potential resting places, fragments of their story emerge through the annals of time, hinting at lives lived and loves cherished. They were included here until further information is available. Susannah Porter-James, once thought to have found eternal repose beside her second husband in the Blue Springs Cemetery, finds her true resting place amidst the tranquility of Sugar Grove. This revelation serves as a poignant reminder of the fluidity of history, where the sands of time often obscure rather than reveal. In the tapestry of memory, the early 1990s emerge as a beacon of remembrance, as Tommy Miller and the Boy Scouts undertake a noble endeavor to restore dignity to the forgotten graves. Through their tireless efforts, the cemetery is cleared of neglect, its sacred precincts documented and its weathered fence lovingly restored. Though Tommy’s earthly journey concluded on December 20, 2022, his legacy endures as a testament to the enduring power of community and remembrance. Despite the valiant efforts of those touched by its silent allure, the Thompson James Family Cemetery remains a ghostly specter in the eyes of official record-keeping. Neither the Virginia Department of Historic Resources nor the Smyth County archives bear mention of its existence, leaving it to linger in the shadows of historical oversight. Amidst the somber silence of the Thompson James Family Cemetery, there exists the haunting possibility of unmarked graves, bearing witness to the untold stories of enslaved individuals who may have toiled upon these lands.  Additionally, whispers of a teenage Indigenous boy, rumored to have found solace within the James household, add further layers of intrigue to this enigmatic narrative, his final resting place thought to also be located in their family cemetery. Moreover, it’s imperative to note that the Thompson James Family Cemetery stands distinct from the James cemetery adjacent to Sugar Grove School on Teas Road. Though both bear testament to the interconnected web of familial ties woven by Thompson and Susannah, they each possess their own unique stories waiting to be unveiled. As we endeavor to peel back the layers of time, it becomes increasingly evident that the preservation of the Thompson James Family Cemetery is not merely a matter of historical curiosity but a solemn duty to honor the memory of those who have gone before us. With roots extending back to the tumultuous era of the Civil War, this sacred ground serves as a tangible link to our collective past, deserving of reverence and protection for generations yet to come. As we stand at the threshold of rediscovery, let us heed the silent call of this forgotten sanctuary, where the echoes of generations past reverberate through the corridors of time. In unveiling the mysteries of the Thompson James Family Cemetery, we pay homage to the resilience of the human spirit and the enduring legacy of those who rest beneath the hallowed embrace of Sugar Grove’s mountains.

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