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Rabun County Historical Society
Our History The Rabun County Historical Society The Story of African-Americans in Rabun County
Slaves, Segregated Work Camps and a Grandmother Who Was Purchased
By Dick Cinquina
Village for Black workers at the Terrora hydro plant construction site
African-Americans were among the earliest residents of Rabun County. They were slaves. Rabun County was created by an act of the Georgia legislature in 1819. The new county’s land was offered to white settlers through the Land Lottery of 1820. Unique to Georgia, this lottery system distributed 250-acre parcels in the county’s river valleys, which contained the most arable land. Parcels in the mountainous portions of the county were surveyed into holdings of 490 acres. Regardless of location, both 250 and 490-acre lots were acquired for pennies an acre. Like most mountain counties, Rabun’s topography prevented the formation of many large farms, which largely eliminated the need for a significant amount of slave labor. However, the availability of cheap land nevertheless attracted slave owners, many from South Carolina.
205 Slaves in 1860 nessee River Valley north of Clayton and the Warwoman Valley east of Clayton. Captain Samuel Beck owned 18 slaves, making him the largest slaveholder in Rabun County. He was followed by Hiram Gibson (17), G.A. Greenwood (16), John W. Scruggs (14) and Edley Powell (13). The county’s other slaveholders owned far fewer slaves. The Slave Schedule reported that many families owned only one or two, most likely for domestic work or house chores. Many of the county’s 205 slaves were children. The oldest was listed as 72. Most were in their 20s and 30s.
Samuel Beck came to Rabun County from Pickens, South Carolina without slaves to participate in the 1820 land lottery. He won 490 acres along Dick’s Creek in the Warwoman Valley. After serving as captain of a battalion of Georgia volunteers in Florida’s Seminole Wars during the 1830s, Beck started acquiring large tracts of land. He eventually owned more than 2,000 acres, stretching east from his initial homestead to the Chattooga River. To meet his labor needs, Beck acquired slaves.
According to the “1860 Slave Schedule” compiled by James Bleckley, 49 families owned 205 slaves in Rabun County. This stands in stark contrast to the vast slave populations on the sprawling cotton plantations farther south in Georgia. The county’s largest slave owners farmed large tracts of arable land in the Little TenSlave Owner Voted Against Secession Beck and Horace W. Cannon were chosen to represent Rabun County at Georgia’s secession convention in then-capital Milledgeville in January 1861. Reflecting the county’s generally pro- Union sentiment due to the absence of widespread slavery and their fear that war would wreak havoc on Rabun’s economy, slaveholder Beck and Can-
Dick Cinquina holds graduate degrees in history and journalism, making his work for the Rabun County Historical Society a natural fit for his interests. He is the retired president of Equity Market Partners, a national financial consulting firm he founded in 1981. In addition to writing monthly articles for the Georgia Mountain Laurel, Dick helped produce the Society’s new web site and is involved with the renovation of the group’s museum. After vacationing in this area for many years, he and his wife Anne moved to Rabun County in 2018 form Amelia Island, Florida.
Blue Ridge Hotel staff, circa 1912 Labor crew on the Tallulah Falls Railroad
non initially voted against secession. However, bowing to intense pressure from firebrands, they ultimately voted to secede. Hiram Gibson, a South Carolina plantation owner and the county’s second largest slaveholder, purchased 1,000 acres of farmland in 1851 in the Little Tennessee River Valley in the vicinity of present-day Mountain City. He moved his family and slaves to the site. His granddaughter eventually opened a boardinghouse that became the York House hotel on a portion of this land. Slavery in Rabun County grew modestly over the two years following 1860, based on information compiled by Andrew Jackson Ritchie, author of the 1948 Sketches of Rabun County History. He listed 60 families that owned 248 slaves in 1862. Although Ritchie did not provide a source for these statistics, it can be assumed that part of the increase in the county’s slave population resulted from births. However, given the increase Ritchie reported in the number of slaveholding families, it is a virtual certainty that slaves had been purchased by new owners at auctions in Atlanta or other southeastern cities.
Slaves Likened to Horses Based on what Ritchie said was his personal acquaintance with former slave owners, he was certain Rabun County’s slaves had been treated kindly. “It was simply a matter of good business management to treat the slaves kindly and keep them in healthy and comfortable condition. To be a good slave master was like being the owner of a good horse. An able-bodied slave man was worth several horses. A slave child was always valued at $100 or more. An adult slave man in good physical condition was in some cases valued at $1,000.” Following emancipation, some newly freed blacks continued working the land of their former owners, probably as sharecroppers. According to Ritchie, “There was something about them and their experience as slaves that made them feel as if they were members of the old master’s family.” A Rabun County native, Ritchie was expressing beliefs that probably were widely held at the time he wrote his history over 70 years ago.
Jobs for African-Americans The coming of the Tallulah Falls Railroad in the late 1800s created job opportunities that drew large numbers of African-Americans to Rabun County. Black workers were hired to build the line’s roadbed. The railroad spurred the development of tourism, first in what became the resort mecca of Tallulah Falls and then in other communities as the railway was extended north. Hotels became a prime source of employment for African-Americans. The railroad also facilitated the logging industry, which employed many black workers From the construction of the Tallulah Falls hydroelectric dam that started in 1910 through the completion of the Nacoochee Dam in 1926, Georgia Railway and Power, the predecessor of today’s Georgia Power, hired hundreds of African-Americans for dam construction labor. Work camps were segregated. The “Negro Workers Village” at the site of the Mathis Dam’s Terrora powerhouse included 93 one-room shacks, 42 two-room shacks and a dance hall.
Segregated Schools Work camps were not the only thing that was segregated in Rabun County. So were the public schools. According to a state survey of Georgia’s rural schools in 1914, black children attended two of the county’s 29 one-room schoolhouses. The Well’s Chapel School was located in Rabun Gap, while Ivy Hill School in eastern Rabun County was near what was called “Colored Town.” The 1914 survey indicated that 80 black children were enrolled at the two segregated schools. In a Clayton Tribune article, Hattie Fortson, who attended Ivy Hill, said desks, books and playground equipment all came from the white schools. Many of the books were missing pages. “It used to make me so mad. You never knew the beginning or the end of a story.” Sadie Owens added, “If you got into arithmetic, you had to start in the middle of the book and had no idea what went on before.”
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from rotting, and sawdust was used to keep students from slipping on the oil. Fortson said her shoes would be covered with oil and sawdust by the time she returned home.
Wells Chapel School The 1914 state survey included a glowing comment about the Well’s Chapel School for black children. “Pupils here read remarkably well and with thorough understanding...Children could write well and answer intelligently all questions that were asked. The methods of teaching were far above the average.” Nothing remotely similar was written about the county’s 27 white schools. Since African-American students could not attend Rabun County’s segregated high school, they were forced to travel to Cornelia or Toccoa, which had black high schools. Fortson said her father drove her and her sisters to Tallulah Falls, where they caught the bus to Cornelia. Rabun County High School started admitting black students in 1965.
“The Whites Was Bad On The Coloreds” In a 1977 interview conducted by the Foxfire Museum and Heritage Center in Mountain City, Harley Penland, an African-American, said, “My mother’s name was Georgia Scruggs. She was from here. The Scruggs had bought my grandma and so my mama carried their name.” “This place used to be tough country, you know,” Penland continued. “The whites was bad on the coloreds. It was almost as bad as the way they treated the Indians. I don’t know which was the worst. They kept the coloreds to do the work and run the Indians onto the reservation.” He recalled the time a jury found an African-American guilty of a crime and recommended that he be placed on a chain gang. “The judge said, ‘I oughn’t to do that but because he’s a (N word), I’m going to give him some time (on the chain gang). That’s the reason I tell you this place used to be bad.” Georgia Power dam construction workers at the Tallulah Falls hydro plant
Depression Spurs Black Outmigration With the onset of the depression in 1929, jobs vanished for African-Americans as well as whites. Harley Penland said many of his friends and relatives simply left Rabun County in search of employment. “It got so we couldn’t get jobs at all, and then some scattered to Atlanta and up to New York and around to other places...They could get work then by going north.” America started preparing for World War II by the late 1930s. Manufacturers of airplanes, tanks, guns and munitions were clustered in northern cities and along the West Coast. Lured to these regions by jobs in defense plants, millions of African-Americans abandoned the South. Rabun County’s black population shrank dramatically. Rabun County’s population of African-Americans is far smaller today than it was in the 1920s. The U.S. Census reported that 106 African-Americans were living in Rabun County in 2020. In his 1948 history, Andrew Jackson Ritchie guessed that the “negro colony” in eastern Rabun County also totaled about 100 residents. He wrote, “They are well behaved and are on good terms with their white neighbors. We have no race trouble with these people.”
Learn more about our history by becoming a member of the Rabun County Historical Society. Membership and complete information about the Society’s museum are available at www.rabunhistory.org. The newly renovated museum at 81 N. Church St. in downtown Clayton, which houses the Southeast’s largest collection of Tallulah Falls Railroad artifacts, is open Thursday-Saturday from 11 to 3 and Sunday from 12 to 4. The Society is a not-for-profit organization under Section 501(c)(3) of the Internal Revenue Code, making membership dues and donations tax deductible. Visit us on Facebook.
Our History Fishing tales from the Foxfire magazine
Adapted from Spring 1981
Lawton Brooks
In the late 1970s, Foxfire students went around to their neighbors and community members asking all kinds of questions about fishing here in the North Georgia Mountains. They put their findings into a whole magazine issue dedicated to fishing. They learned about what type of fish live here - and which ones were introduced to our streams - how to catch them, and how to cook them. They got several tall tales along the way, from twenty-pound catfish or nine-pound trout. As we take to the lakes this summer, we decided to share a few of our favorite tales with you:
Lawton Brooks: “I found this fish, oh, I guess, four or five months ahead of the time I caught him. But I couldn’t get him to hit nothing. I tried everything. My wife’d catch lizards and we’d try those. I didn’t tell nobody where I fished at. It was right down the railroad going by our house. The creek went right in beside the mountain there. Hit a big rock and turned back right under the rock there. It was right deep and it was swift through there. It might be that when you put your bait in there, it went by too fast for him to catch it. He didn’t want to fool with it or something. I’d slip down there sometimes and see him out. I’d look over in there and sometimes he’d be in a hole that deep. I’d go to the house and tell Florence, my wife, “I’m gonna catch him. It may take me six months to do it, but I’m gonna catch him.”
So they started a revival meeting down there at the church below the house. One evening - it was the prettiest evening to fish - I went out there and I fished and I fished, and fooled around and caught me a little ol’ crawdad. I cut his head off, hooked him on that hook, and had me a line, I mean a stout ‘un. I had me a big ol’ cane pole, long as from here to the door yonder, and I put that thing on that pole. I put me on a great big ol’ beaten-out piece of lead and I rolled it around there.
I throwed that line right on over in there with that crawdad and I went on off to church. I put the pole up under a rock and stuck it in the bank. We come on back and he’d bit my line. He was on there!
I tell you what I done. I’d pull him out from under that rock and he’d go back. And I’d get him back out and he’d go back under. He’d swallow the plug [I had on the line] way down. There wasn’t no way he could have got loose without breaking the line all the way, because he’d done got it down past that tough place in his throat here. He ain’t gonna get that hook out. As long as you’ve just got him up here in the mouth, he can throw ‘em out. But I know he swallowed that thing for I had it hooked right through both his lips, and I knowed he’d have to swallow the whole hook, and sure ‘nough, he had. I fooled with that ol’ rascal a long time, pulling him in and out, pulling him in and out. The next time I started with him, I just took right on out through yonder just a’runnin’ with my pole, draggin’ him. Sure enough, he come out on the sandbar and [my friend] fell down on top of him. So I reached around under [him] and I finally got to his head and got right up in his gills and I said, “We got ‘im now.” I forget how long he was, but boys! He was a whopping fish. And no telling how long he’d been in that creek. And everybody had fished by him. I’d been a’fishing by him for over a year before I ever knowed he was in there.”
Florence Brooks, Lawton’s Wife: “One time [when I was fishing] up yonder on Burton Lake on a bridge, I saw a pretty hole way up across there and I just drew back and threw my hook under there. I hooked something and it just broke loose. Since Lawton was fishing above there, I just thought, “Doggone it, he’s caught my fish!” And I swear, I liked to have caught a deer in the nose!
It was in that water, covered up, all but its nose sticking out. I thought it was a rock. When I got it in the nose, it jerked loose and got out of the water and left there. It’s the truth! It tickled Lawton to death. [This was] last summer. I knew it was a big one but I wasn’t sure if it was a fish. I told Lawton that if I’d have got him good, he would have jerked me in. I don’t want to catch me another deer!”
For more stories and advice on fishing, check out Foxfire 11 or visit Foxfire’s website to explore our digital resources. And don’t forget to mark your calendar for the return of Heritage Days at the Foxfire Museum on July 8th and 9th! Learn more on our website at www. foxfire.org
Foxfire is a not-for-profit, educational and literary organization based in Rabun County, Georgia. Founded in 1966, Foxfire’s learner-centered, community-based educational approach is advocated through both a regional demonstration site (The Foxfire Museum and Heritage Center) grounded in the Southern Appalachian culture that gave rise to Foxfire, and a national program of teacher training and support (The Foxfire Approach to Teaching and Learning) that promotes a sense of place and appreciation of local people, community, and culture as essential educational tools. For information about Foxfire, visit www.foxfire.org, or call 706-746-5828. Florence Brooks
