In Darlington County of more than a half-century ago, there was a popular Christmas custom that persisted for a number of years, but eventually died out and may soon be entirely forgotten. It was the practice of the county newspapers to publish “Letters to Santa Claus” written by children of Darlington County.
The Darlington County Historical Commission has an extensive collection of such letters written during the Christmas seasons from 1910 through 1925 and herewith presents a few selected letters for such nostalgic value as they may possess:
Dear Santa Claus: I am a little girl seven years old. Please bring me a doll and a little piano and some fruit and candy and nuts. Don’t forget the little motherless and fatherless children.
Lovingly, Edith Hodge, Society Hill.
Dear Santa Claus: I am writing you a letter to ask you to please remember me. I am a little girl six years old and go to school. I want you to please bring me some candles and sparklers, candies and fruits and I will be thankful.
From Ruby Moody, Mont Clare.
Dear Santa Claus: I am a little boy six years old and go to school. Ruby Moody is my cousin. We play together nice. I want you to please bring me some little things such as you think I need, to play with, and I will be thankful.
From Ernest White, Mont Clare.
Dear Santa: I am just a little boy too large for toys, but there are a few things I would like to have. Please bring me a pair of cuff buttons, a collar pin, a football cover, lots of fireworks and some fruit. I would like you to bring Mama a silk petticoat; Papa a pair of gold cuff buttons; little sister a pretty doll; brother Louie a real drum; little brother a train.
Your little friend, Harvie Blackman, Darlington.
Dear Santa Claus: I am a ‘little boy six years old. Please bring me a wagon, some fireworks, fruit and anything else you think would suit a little boy like me. Please remember all little children this Christmas. Your little boy,
Baxter Windham, Lamar.
Dear Santa Claus: If you knew Just what a good little girl I am, you would bring me Just what I ask for. I know times are hard, but Christmas comes only once a year, and children should have what they want. I want a real tea set; a cook stove; a ring, a bracelet; a new doll; fireworks and fruit. This is my first year In school; I have a nice teacher, her name Is Miss McQueen. Please don*t forget the poor Bulgarians.
All my love, Daisy Lee Munn, Syracuse.
Dear Santa Claus: Please bring me a football; a foot-ball sweater; a box of firecrackers; a pair of gloves; a mit; a horn; a baseball and some roman candles.
Your little boy, John H. Bekks, Hartsville.
Dear Santa Claus: I wish you a happy Christmas. I wish you would bring me a doll bed, a doll dress and a doll heart and a book.
Lovingly, Vermeil King, Hartsville.
Dear Santa Claus: Please bring me a bicycle, and a cowboy suit and a Little Lord Fauntleroy book and some candy and fruit and nuts. Don’t forget my sister who is in the hospital, and remember the poor children.
Your little friend, Boardman Edwards, Darlington.
Dear Santa Claus: I want a little bicycle and two little dolls for Ruth and Gladys. I want a ball and bat. I want a pistol and firecrackers, a drum and a drawing book.
Your little friend, Marion Siskron, Darlington.
Dear Santa Claus: I will just ask you to bring me a beautiful doll and a tea set, if you please. And bring me a big doll carriage and a doll set. That is all, dear old Santa. I hope you will find my house.
Your friend, Margaret Lucas, Darlington,
Dear Santa Claus: I want you to bring me a top, an air rifle, some shots to shoot in it, some nuts, some fireworks and some fruit. I will close my letter.
Your friend, Gray Brand, Lydia.
Dear Santa Claus: I am a little boy nine years old. I want you to bring me a ball and some fireworks and a stocking full of fruit
Your friend, Allan Mozingo, Lydia.
P.S. I am going to be a good boy.
Dear Santa: How are you today? Please bring me a trunk, a book, a doll carriage, a. doll cradle, a doll house, some fruit, some raisins and some candy. I hone you a Merry Christmas. I will close my letter.
With love, Lois Campbell, Hartsville.
Dear Santa Claus: Please bring me some candy and fruit some firecrackers and a wheel, a cap pistol and a knife. Please bring my brother Robert some fruit, candy and firecrackers, a cap pistol and a knife. We will be good little boys if you will remember us.
Yours truly, Woodrow Raines & Robert Raines, Lamar.
Dear Santa Claus: While you are travelling through the South this Xmas, I want you to remember me. I am a little five year old girl but I am smart. I wash dishes for mama and daddy, I want you to bring me a nice little dollie that will go to sleep, a carriage for her, some fruit and some firecrackers to scare grandma with.
With love, Doris W. Lane, Lamar.
DARLINGTON NEWS, March 3, 1892
Darlington’s Disastrous Fire.
TWENTY-THREE BUILDING DESTROYED.
GREATEST CONFLAGRATION THAT HAS EVER VISITED DARLINGTON
Over One-Hundred Thousand Dollars’ Worth of Property Swept Away in a Few Hours – A Detailed Description of the Flames’ Wild Havoc – A Diagram Showing the Burned District.
The Cry of “FIRE!” ringing out in the dark hours of night, the cry to full of dreadful meaning, striking terror to the heart and awakening in the breast, the gravest apprehension that the fearful cry portends destruction and disaster; never fails to make the bravest man shudder. As the cry is repeated, in the otherwise continued stillness of the night, louder and fast
er, more fierce and more earnest, passing from throat to throat and
INCRESASING IN VOLUME at every minute until the whole community is aroused, the realization of the awful danger impending is forced upon everyone. The people of Darlington have had a number of experiences of this kind. They have many times been aroused from their beds or summoned from their homes to find the flames, in their mad fury, devouring everything in reach and threatening the destruction of the whole town.
Photo taken in 1890. Looking West across the North side of the Public Square; taken from atop of a windmill just erected near the Northeast corner of the Square and Cashua Street. New County Jail visible in the lower right, in the center The Darlignton News building; in upper right the Methodist Church; upper left, the Zimmerman and Huggins houses; and the skyline, left, chimney of Darlington Manufacturing Co.
THE CRY OF “FIRE!” was raised on Saturday night and a mass of ruins, with its bare chimneys, crumbling walls and huge mounds of ashes, silently, but impressively, tells the tale. But seven buildings remain in an area where before the fire had done its work were thirty-one large buildings and a countless number of small outhouses.
THE ORIGIN OF THE FIRE.
It was shortly before nine o’clock when, the fire was discovered by parties on the Square. The flames were shooting up from the roof at the rear end of Mr. John H. Early’s store. It was a large frame building on the north side of the Square and the business of J. Frank Early was conducted in it. The fire spread with such marvelous rapidity that before the bell was sounded a mass of seething, hissing flames had covered the rear end of the roof, shooting tongues of fire heavenward and, at the same time, lapping over the adjoining buildings devouring them and carrying destruction fiercely onward.
THE FLAMES’ COURSE.
Mr. Early’s store was quickly destroyed and Mr. Geo. E McCall’s building on the west and Miss Eva McCall’s building on the east soon followed. The former was occupied by Mr. J. C. White as a tin and stove store and the latter was occupied on the lower floor by Mr. Geo Mertz, the fruiterer, and on the upper floor by Messrs Forman a residence. In the rear of these buildings was the frame building belonging to Miss M. J. Gandy, formerly the post office but used at the time of the fire by Mr. Williams as a blacksmith shop, and this was burned.
The fire was prevented from spreading eastward by the thick brick wall of the Hewitt block, but it- seemed at one time as if the block and everything in it, including THE NEW’S office, were doomed to be destroyed. The massive wall, however, proved too much for the flames and the heat, for they could not penetrate it.
West side of the Public Square c. 1890.
SOUTHWESTWARD IT WENT.
A high wind was blowing in a southwesterly direction and the fire was carried that way. The store on the opposite side of the street, belonging to Mrs. A. D. Gibson and formerly occupied by J. Frank Early, caught, also did Miss M. J. Gandy’s building which was occupied by Mr. M. Marco. By this time the flames had become wilder and madder in their terrible onslaught and immediately Mr. Messer McCown Brothers did business, fell a victom, and the vacant store of Mrs. A. N. Huggins just in the rear was added to the burning buildings. Across Orange Street the fire was playing havoc with Mr. O. R. Woods’ cotton office and Messers Woods & Woods’ store. In a very short time all the buildings mentioned above were in ashes.
For a short time the brick store of Dr. W. J. Garner’s, adjoining McCown’s, arrested the progress of the fire in a southern direction, but the
FLYING EMBERS AND SPARKS carried the fire in a southwesterly direction to Mr. A. Weinberg’s store, on Pearl Street, and soon a scene was presented on that street as appalling as the one on the Square. The wind was high and the flames had spread so rapidly that the fire had gotten by this time beyond all human control. Sparks and embers flew swiftly through the air and, falling thick and fast, they spread the fire to the places where the flames had not yet reached. The whole southwestern section of the town was threatened.
The fiery missives, messengers of destruction, were as large as a man’s hand and the spectacle presented was fearful and awe inspiring. It seemed as if the very heavens were pouring showers of fire upon the stricken town. Someone aptly described it as a “red snow storm”, and the sparks as they fell were almost blinding.
This is the West side of the Public Square taken around 1885. Two-story building on the right is the old Darlington Hotel, owned and oprated by Mr. and Mrs. Hyan Haymes. This is now the site of the Coggeshall building.
THE WORK OF DESTRUCTION continued. The flames were communicated from Mr. Weinberg’s building to the other frame buildings on the north side of Pearl Street and soon the following in addition to Mr. Weinberg’s were destroyed: The old Welsh stand (the property of Mr. H. Henning) which was occupied by Messer’s Block and Hyman, merchants, and Sanders and Brown, colored, proprietors of the market; the frame building in the rear of Mr. Hennig’s which was used as the bottling works of the Portner Bottling Company, Mr. S. Kalmus agent; the building occupied by Mr. John Bulcken, the fruiterer, which was owned by himself; the combined residence and store occupied by Mr. K. Hoffman and also owned by Mr. Bulcken; the small barber shop adjoining, and the residence belonging to Dr. John Lunney and occupied by Mr. Eugene James.
ON THE SQUARE AGAIN.
While all this property was being burned on Pearl Street the fire on the Square abated its fury not at all, but, in fact, it raged fiercer than ever. The store of Dr. J. A. Boyd’s durg store was in the lower floor of t his building and Dr. A. T. Baird offices were in the upper floor.
THE CAROLINA HOTEL.
Adjoining Dr. Garner’s was a large two story frame building, the Carolina Hotel, owned by Mr. H. Hymes. The business of the hotel was conducted by Mr. Henry Parrott. This building was also burned. The fire continued its course along the western side of the Square until it reached Mr. J. M. James’ building which is of brick. The following buildings between the Carolina Hotel and Mr. James’ saloon were burned: R. M. Nixon’s barber shop and Mr. W. T. Sanford’s jewelry store, both the property of Mr. Hymes; the Marco & Lewenthal building occupied and owned by that firm; the store used by P. B. Allen & Co. as a grocery and saloon, which was the property of Mr. J. H. Early, and Mrs. M. J. Byrd’s store in which she conducted a millinery business.
The Hennig building, on Pearl Street, a few hours after the fire of March 1892. Notice the barrels merchandise thrown into the street to try and save it.
THE KEY TO THE SITUATION.
The thick brick wall of Mr. James’ building held the fire in check. Had this not been the case the flames would have swept across Pearl Street to Mr. S. Lewenthal’s building and it is terrible to contemplate what might have happened in that event. The fire would have, in all probability, destroyed the, property in a large area between Pearl and Broad streets and might have extended further.
It was a narrow escape for that section of the town for Mr. James’ building was only saved by the thick wall and hard work on the part of citizens. Realizing that this building was the key to the situation the volunteer firemen put a lot of gunpowder in the adjoining store of Mrs. Byrd and an attempt was made to
BLOW IT UP!
but, although a heavy explosion followed, only a small portion of the store was destroyed. The remainder of it burned to the ground.
Another fortunate feature of the fire was that the southwesterly courses of the flames were stopped at Mr. J. O. Muldrow’s drug store, on the corner of Pearl and Mclver Streets. This undoubtedly saved the residence portion of the town lying towards the southwest.
Eight buildings remain in the burnt district but all of them are more or less badly damaged. Mr. James’ brick building on the Square received great damage and Mr. M. Marco’s building on the corner of the Square and Pearl Street was also damaged. This building was occupied by Mr. H. L. Lewenthal. Immediately behind this, on Pearl Street, is the frame building of Mr. M. Marco, which was occupied by Block & Hyman, “The New York Cheap Store.” This store is so badly damaged that it is rendered useless. Adjoining are Mr. M. Marco’s brick building, occupied by Mr. S. J. Manne, and Mr. H. Hennig’s brick store, both of which were badly damaged.
Mr. J.O. Muldrow’s drug store, Mr. J. G. McCall’s and Mrs. M. A. Huggins’ residences, the latter occupied by Miss Mary Spain, were only saved by what seemed to be superhuman efforts on faithful workers.
THE VOLUNTEER FIREMAN did noble work. They fought the flames like Trojans. The conflagration was undoubtedly the largest that has ever visited Darlington and the high wind blew the sparks so far that even those who owned property a considerable distance from the scene of the fire could not consider themselves safe. Nothing
daunted by the immensity of the conflagration or the constant danger the men of Darlington struggled bravely and earnestly, saving much of the stock in the stores and arresting the progress of the greedy fire as it advanced eager and anxious to devour the greater part of the town.
FLORENCE TO THE RESCUE.
While the fire was raging a telegram was sent to Florence asking for assistance. The alarm bell in our sister city was sounded and the good people or Florence responded with alacrity. It is said that almost
every man in Florence wanted to hasten to our assistant. In a little over an hour after the alarm was sounded, Chief Stackley and his gallant Florence firemen were in Darlington, with their engine pouring
a steady stream on the fire. As the Florence boys came up the street they were greeted with cheer after cheer from the Darlingtonians.
This is the second time quite recently that Florence has responded nobly to Darlington’s call for help, and the people of this town will ever remember with deepest gratitude the ready, willing and valuable assistance rendered by the Florentines.
THE ORIGIN A MISTEKY
It was not until about half past one o’clock Sunday morning that the fire spent itself and was gotten under control. It will probably never be known how the fire originated. The flames were first seen shooting up from the roof at the rear end of Mr. Early’s store directly above the office. It could not
have caught from the stove in the office because no fire had been in it for several weeks. The day’s business was just over and the store bad not been closed five minutes when the fire was discovered.
The fire spread so rapidly that it is impossible to give the exact order in which the different buildings caught. There was so much confusion and excitement that spectators state it differently. The order given above is correct as could be obtained.
LOSS AND INSURANCE.
Of course at this time it is improbable to give the exact loss incurred by the fire but the lowest estimate will place the total loss at one hundred thousand dollars. As in almost every case some stock was saved the loss cannot be accurately stated until inventories are taken and a complete adjustment made. This will require several weeks work on the part of the representatives of the insurance companies.
The following is an estimate of the property destroyed or damaged together with the insurance thereon: Miss. Eva McCall, building destroyed, value $1,800; insurance $1,200; G. O. Mertz, stock partly burned and damaged, value $2,000, insurance will cover loss; J. H. Early, two stores destroyed combined value $2,800, combined insurance $1,350; J. F. Early stock, almost total loss, value $15,000, insurance $14,000; G. E. McCall, building destroyed, value $3,500, insurance $3,000; J. C. White, stock, total loss, value $1,500, insurance $1,250; Miss. M. J. Gandy, two buildings both destroyed, value $2,000, insurance $1,000; Mrs. A. D. Gibson, building destroyed, value $2,00, insured $1,500; C. R. Woods office destroyed, value $600, no insurance; Woods & Woods, building destroyed, value $1,000, insurance $3,500 and stock almost entirely lost by fire and damage, value $14,000, insurance $8,400; M. Marco, stock almost total loss, value $8,000; insurance $4,000, two buildings slightly damaged, loss covered by insurance and one building so badly damaged as to be rendered useless, value $500, insurance $400; Mrs. A. N. Huggins, building destroyed, value $200, no insurance and residence damaged loss covered by insurance; H. M. Smith, building destroyed, value $1,500, insurance $600; McCown Bros, stock slightly injured, no insurance; W. J. Garner, building burned, value $5,000, insurance $4,000, and office furniture, books etc, partly saved, insurance will probably cover loss; E. A. Smith, photographer’s instruments total loss but covered by insurance; J. A. Boyd, stock loss probably covered by insurance; H. Hymes, three buildings destroyed, combined value $3,500, insurance $1,000: Henry Parrott, W. T. Sanford and R. M. Nixon light losses covered by insurance; Marco & Lewenthal, building destroyed, value S2,000, insurance $1,500 and stock badly damaged by fire and removal value $7,000, insurance $6,000; P. B. Alien & Co, stack, a portion saved, loss probably covered by insurance; Mrs. M. J. Byrd, building destroyed, value $1,250, insurance $1,000, and stock loss very nearly covered by insurance; J. M. James, building badly damaged, value $3,000, insurance $2,000, stock also badly damaged, value $3,000, insurance $2,000 ; H. Lewenthal, stock slightly damaged loss covered by insurance; Block & Hyman, stock in two stores burned and damaged by removal, value $5,- 500, insurance $4,500; H. Hennig, building damaged loss covered by insurance, building destroyed, value $300, insurance $200, damage to stock covered by insurance; S. Manne, damage to stock covered by insurance; Portner Bottling Works, stock and implements destroyed, value $500, insurance $200; Sanders & Brown, loss $200, no insurance; A. Weinberg, building destroyed, value $2,500, insurance $2,000, stock almost entirely lost, value $10,000, insurance $5,000; J. Bulcken, two stores destroyed, combined value $2,500, insurance $2,000, stock almost entirely lost, value $I,000, insurance $750; K. Hoffman, stock and furniture, but little saved, value $3,000, insurance $1,000; J. Lunney, residence destroyed, value $2,500, insurance $2,000, store damaged but insurance will cover loss; E. R. James, furniture total loss, value $1,500, insurance $1,000; J. O. Muldrow, stock damaged by removal, loss covered by insurance; J. G. McCall, house and furniture slightly damaged, loss covered by insurance; Miss. Mary Spain, furniture damaged by removal, loss covered by insurance.
In many cases the goods were damaged as much by removal as by fire. The loses given above are the principal ones mid there are countless others that are too small to mention.
Twenty-one stores swept away in a few hours caused many merchants to be without places of business. There are but few vacant stores in town and consequently all who were burnt out have had to occupy whatever stands they could get. They are of course in an unsettled condition, but some have secured temporary quarters as follows:
Woods ’& Woods, grocery department at Woods & Milling’s, dry goods at Wilcox & Go’s; G. O. Mertz, in his unfinished store on Pearl Street; M. Marco in P. C. Beck & Bro’s store; McCown Bros in P. E. Norment’s building; J. A. Boyd in Haynsworth’s furniture store; Western Union Telegraph Co over Blackwell Bros; R. M. Nixon at hotel barber shop; Marco & Lewenthal in the Marco building corner Pearl Street and the Square; Sanders & Brown (proprietors of the market) in the rear of C. Alexander’s store; A. Weinberg in Alexander’s; J. Bulcken in J. Goldman’s store on Pearl Street; Dr. A. T. Baird in his former office over Edwards, Norment & Co’s, K. Hoffman in a building near the corner of Pearl, and Sycamore Streets; P. Allen & Co. in Mertz new store, on Pearl Street; J. H. Early is in C. W. Hewitt’s office.
INCIDENTS OF THE FIRE
Twenty-seven bales of cotton were burned. Seventeen of’ them belonged to Mr. C R. Woods, nine to Mr. Gainey and one to Mrs. W. E. McCall.
The sparks and embers from the fire were driven by the wind such a distance that a tree in the Presbyterian Churchyard caught fire, but the flames were extinguished. Leaves on the roof of Mr. Hewitt’s residence, on west Pearl Street, also caught and this incipient fire was soon extinguished.
While fighting the fire Mr. J. Haynsworth had the misfortune to break his arm. Mr. C. M. Ward had his hand very painfully burned. The families of Messrs E. R. James and K. Hoffman are residing temporarily in Mrs. Earle’s house on Orange Street. Their residences were burned during the fire.
When the special train was returning to Darlington from Florence to carry the firemen home, it met with an accident and it was, in consequence, about five o’clock Sunday morning before the Florentines could leave Darlington.
The statue is perfection personified. It is a perfect likeness according to his parents whose words are borne out by comparison with photographs.
The air of the once fair slope of France was tense and charged as the patrol moved forward, the scouts out on the flank. War gripped the land and the Allied armies, for the second time in the same century, were pushing slowly and painfully toward Germany and the lair of Adolph Hitler.
A big attack was imminent but first came the little, probing attacks that were so vital in sounding out the enemies’ strength, the little maneuvers that bought information at a high price. So the small group of men moved ahead, eyes of those behind ever watchful for the signals of the scouts who slithered through the tenseness beyond them. The forwardmost scout approached a low wall cautiously, his every sense alert. He looked; he listened, gave the signal to those behind him and went over the wall.
Suddenly, he tossed up a hand end dived for a hole in the terrain as a shot rang out. Private First Class Duncan Owen Lee of Timmonsville, South Carolina, United States of America, had heeded his Maker’s call and offered the supreme sacrifice. The remainder of the patrol found him in that ditch near Forbaeh, France, A sniper’s bullet had pierced his steel helmet. Death had come quick and sharp to a youth of 19 whom, less than a year before had served patrons of the Guaranty Bank and Trust Company in Florence and who had roamed his father’s farmlands in his spare time.
Duncan M. and Grace Phillips Lee found it hard to believe that the son they had seen graduate the youngest in his class at Timmonsville High School was dead. When he entered the Army in May, they had no idea he was embarking on the “Long Journey,” through they knew his risks would be great.
So they decided to do something to perpetuate his memory, something that would continue to remind them of him as he once was. The results of their planning plus the cooperation of understanding businessmen stands today in the cemetery of Salem Church, between Timmonsville and Lamar— a life-size statue and perfect likeness of Pvt. Lee. Posed at military ease, the figure stands atop the monument that marks his, final resting place.
Eight years from the time that Duncan was reported KIA, the marker was erected. From the time they received the terse announcement of his death from the War Department, his parents started their planning. Duncan was first buried at Epinal, France. The monument in the graveyard at Salem Church was erected in 1947. His body came to join his monument in 1948.
The actual grave marker, in itself an elaborate affair of white marble, was prepared by the Florence Memorial Company. Owners of that firm paved the way for the statue of Duncan Lee that was to be carved later and at whose unveiling, Gov. Strom Thurmond spoke eloquently.
The statue is perfection personified. It is a perfect likeness according to his parents whose words are borne out by comparison with photographs. The shoulder patch of the 70th Division of the Seventh Army stands out boldly in relief, an identification bracelet, ring and wrist watch that he wore constantly are plainly in evidence. A campaign ribbon and sharpshooter’s badge are engraved over the left breast and the insignia of the U. S. Army stands out from the lapels of the uniform, jacket.
Work on the statue was begun in September, 1945, and completed in April 1947. Gerald Horrigan of Boston made the first clay cast while A. Piccini did the stone cutting for the Vermont Marble Company. The senior Lees made a trip to Vermont to approve the statue before the final touches.
We at the Darlington County Historical Commission are thrilled that Nancy Silliman Bryant brought the Edward’s home to Darlington.
The Historical Commission is proud to announce the addition of two portraits to our collection. The portraits were donated by Nancy Silliman Bryant, the great-great granddaughter of A.F. & Elizabeth Edwards. She is a native of Johns Island, SC. During our meeting today she said that she remembered coming to Darlington as a child and the family home in Palmetto. Bryant, a true champion of history and a keen support of museums, felt compelled to place the portraits in a facility that would insure their care and foster their connection with the community.
We at the Darlington County Historical Commission are thrilled that Nancy Silliman Bryant brought the Edward’s home to Darlington. The two families that are represented by this couple, are interconnected with many other families all across the county. This donation will allow many of those families to reconnect with their ancestral roots. What an amazing treasure it is when a family member is able to see a relative that was unknown to them for the first time.
Augustus Fulton Edwards was the youngest of 3 sons of Zachariah Edwards (he had 9 girls too). Augustus was bom in Woodruff (Spartanburg) SC in 1826. Zachariah moved to Cass County Ga. about the 1837. It’s documented that Augustus and his 2 other brothers, joined and was baptized into the Petitte Creek Baptist church in Cass. This began a lifetime of devotion to God for the three young men. It is said they all lived God-fearing lives to the day they died.
They all left home about the age of 21 to seek their fortune and all ended up back in SC. Zachariah had a lot of girls and Augustus could not be spared to go to school. Notes say he learned to read and write at an early age. His father promised him one year of school and sent him to Cool Springs. After that he went to live with a relative in South Carolina who helped prepare him for college. He went to SC College in Columbia and finished in 3 years.(What is today the University of south Carolina) He spent one year as an “agent” for Johnston University at Anderson. Then he went and lived with his older brother, Oliver and spent 2 years teaching at the “Academy” in Spartanburg. He also taught in the summer for 3 years. These jobs gave him the finances to go to Harvard Law School. He went one year and graduated in 1857.
After Law School he located in Marion SC in the “Pee Dee” Region. He then sought after a bride whom he found in Hartsville, Elizabeth Sarah Hart. The town “Hartsville” was named for her father.
At this point in life he must have felt that everything was going his way. He was embarking on a new career with his brother, Berryman, in a law practice… he found the love of his life in “Bettie” and life in the old south must have been full of promise.
Then along came the Civil War. Augustus signed up with his brother, Oliver who was a colonel and who created the 13th SCV. Augustus signed as a Captain and Assistant Commissary of Subsistance. He served in this position until the Confederacy abolished the commissary position for each unit and he was sent to the Commissary office in Richmond, VA, which was the capital of the south.
You will see later in this study that according to the records it appears he was “dropped” for a year. We (that is to say cousin Bill and I) believe this is either a mistake or we don’t understand the meaning of “dropped.” Cousin Bill, (William Edwards III), after much research, discovered that Augustus was functioning as a Commissary during this time we referred to as “the missing year.” About the time of Oliver’s death Augustus was assigned to Commissary headquarters in Richmond VA. for about a year. Then toward the end of the war, a POW camp opened near his home in Florence, SC. He was transferred there and was responsible for supplying goods for the guards and the prisoners, a job most difficult, as the south was short on supplies.
(The Darlington Home)
After the war, in 1865, he took a post entitled “Commissioner in Equity for Darlington District, SC.” According to his wife, Bettie “The years that followed were years of anxiety, worry, and struggle, except that we were all at home. ” The war had devastated the south. Augustus must have trouble getting his practice going. He did business in Darlington and Florence and was responsible for the Railroad depot opening in Palmetto (the halfway point) and also the Darlington- Florence Hwy. (This is also stated in the book “Darlingtonian”. He also was instrumental in starting a school where one of his daughters taught. He eventually gave up his practice and built a “plantation” in Palmetto where he resigned himself to be a farmer.
(The home in Palmetto)
In August of 1885 he filed a law suit against the Cheraw & Darlington Railroad Company. He was suing them because they must have stopped service to the Palmetto station, which he established. Less than 2 months later, he died in his Palmetto home on September 30, 1885. He died in his sleep. Some family trees list his death as Oct 1. The reason for the conflict was that Oct 1 was the day the coroner did his paperwork. But by his condition it is considered he passed on the 30th. He is buried in Mt. Hope Cemetery in Florence.