Posted on 08/22/2010 9:45:59 AM PDT by jay1949
Tishomingo County is a scenic slice of the Backcountry nestled in the Appalachian foothills of far northeast Mississippi. The Butler Dogtrot cabin was built near The Natchez Trace circa 1870 and survives as a fine example of this rustic architecture.
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Interesting. Nice blog. Love anything Appalachian!
My great grandfather was born in Obion county, Tennessee in 1855 and moved his family to Arkansas in the late 19th century before settling in the Puget Sound area around 1905.
They may have traveled through this neck of the woods. I have his model 1894 Winchester rifle he purchased new in 1895.
Were there Union supporters in this corner of Mississippi during the War? Tishimingo Dogtrot Log Cabin Republicans?
Have never been in the deep South, but it’s on my bucket list.
The French Camp dogtrot is an excellent preserved cabin — unfortunately, it is not in the Library of Congress archives. It was the subject of an interesting study which demonstrated that the old-timers knew what they were doing — dogtrot cabins produced good passive ventilation. See: http://www.arch.ced.berkeley.edu/vitalsigns/bld/Casestudies/dogtrot_high2.pdf
The battle of Iuka was fought in Tishomingo County on Sept. 19, 1862. It tends to be overlooked because of a battle in Maryland the same week. The battle of Iuka was followed a couple of weeks later by the battle of Corinth and fighting in some nearby locations—a lot of fighting in that part of Mississippi and the adjacent part of Tennessee in 1862, but most of it gets ignored (except for Shiloh).
LOL - - well, I don’t have anything specific for Tishomingo County, but there were Unionists thereabouts. Mississippi, like every Confederate state except South Carolina, had a regiment in the Union army. Also, there were far more “leave-aloners” than volunteers — “leave-aloners” being of Unionist or anti-slavery sentiments who wanted no part of the fight. This is why the Confederacy depended so heavily on conscription to fill its military ranks.
In terms of numbers, the Civil War was primarily a war of skirmishes and small-scale engagements, most of which are ignored or relegated to footnotes. By and large skirmishes were fought under commanders who knew what they were doing and wanted their men to live to fight another day. What dominates Civil War “history” are the big, bloody battles fought under the commands of West Pointers. These big affairs produced long casualty lists although they were often inconclusive. I’ve not run numbers but I’d guess that more than half of the battle casualties for both sides resulted from fewer than five per cent of the engagements.
In my bailiwick there were several skirmish-sized battles than no one who lives away knows about.
There’s a wonderful example in Montgomery Bell State Park in Dickson County, Tennessee about 30 miles West of Nashville.
I had one ancestor living in Missouri who served in a Union outfit--his brother was a Confederate. Another direct ancestor was a Confederate.
I just learned that a second cousin, four times removed, is one of the Union soldiers buried at Arlington National Cemetery. (Most of my relatives with his surname were Confederates, but he was from Ohio.)
On the one hand, I’m as Southern as it gets — every one of my direct ancestors was born in Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina, Tennessee, or Europe. Not a Yankee in the bunch. On the other hand, some collateral kindred migrated to Indiana before the Civil War, and the only one of my kinsmen killed in the war to my knowledge was an officer in General Sherman’s army. My direct ancestor who “fought” for the Confederacy was a Unionist who was conscripted after several years of draft-dodging. (He fought in one battle, was wounded and captured, was nursed back to health in a Yankee hospital, then paroled and put on a ship to Georgia where he and others were exchanged for Yankee prisoners. Evidently the authorities expected him to report back to his unit in Winchester, VA, but he got off the train in the vicinity of Charlotte, NC, and walked home.)
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...one branch of my father’s family lived in what they called a ‘dog run’ cabin outside Monticello FL...they burned it down and raked the nails out of the ashes to take them when they left for Texas in the 1850s...I remember people living in dog run houses in the Florida panhandle in the late 1940s...it would always be a little cooler in the run.
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