Friday, April 26, 2019

The Chilling Old City Jail

standing across from the jail
Before this tour, I had never been to the Old City Jail. I have heard plenty of spooky stories about how haunted the jail is, so I figured this was the moment I would see for myself!

I am not going to lie, I was pretty scared. However, I find haunted places fascinating so my excitement was more overwhelming than my fear. I found the outside of the jail beautiful in a way with the vines growing along the old outside walls.

The jail was also a lot smaller than I thought it would be and I wish that we went to more of the rooms. However, none of that took away from the experience.

The jail opened in 1802 and housed some of Charleston's most famous criminals and even held prisoners during the Civil War. The prison closed in 1939 due to inhuman conditions.

tour guide Randy Johnson
Our awesome tour guide, Randy Johnson, was from bulldog tours. He did an amazing job bringing stories creepily to life. He told us plenty of stories about prisoners and ghost that still roam the halls of the old jail.

Johnson said, "there are countless accounts of people seeing the ghost of Lavinia Fisher in her wedding dress." Lavinia Fish was the first female serial killer here in the U.S. that was imprisoned in the jail with her husband.
window in one of the jail rooms 



Johnson also told us that "the executioners were found in bars" and guards would force them through withdrawals so they were more willing to execute the prisoners. After the execution was completed, the executioner would receive all the whiskey they wanted.

My favorite room we went into was the room where they kept the psychiatric prisoners. In there, Johnson made us keep it completely dark and it was the only room we toured that had no windows. As we were all standing around, Johnson told us about the ghost they called Animal. The ghost Animal runs on all fours and likes to grab peoples legs. How creepy!

 

Monday, April 22, 2019

Francis W. Capers: Academic Adventures and Military Marvels

General Francis Capers 
Francis W. Capers was born in Savannah, Georgia in August of 1819. His father was William Capers, a Methodist Episcopal Bishop. He first began his studies at Randolph-Macon College in Virginia in 1835 but transferred to the College of Charleston in 1836. 

Capers graduated first in his class from the beautiful college in 1840. For a few years after he graduated, he stayed at the College of Charleston to tutor students in math. When the South Carolina Military Academy was founded (now called the Citadel), Capers was recruited as the Professor of Mathematics as one of the original staff. 

In 1847, he resigned from his job at the Military Academy and began working as a professor or in ancient languages at Transylvania University in Kentucky. Six years later in 1853, he made his way back to the Military Academy where was made superintendent and received the major rank. 

After six years of being superintendent of the Military Academy, Capers resigned and accepted the command of the Georgia Military Institute in Marietta where he became superintendent. He remained at the Military Institute up until the beginning of the Civil War. 
Capers Hall at the Citadel (named after Francis and his brother)
Capers war experience began as captain of the Kennesaw Dragoons, however, his administrative abilities and experience in drill were needed in the training of the incoming troops. With these abilities, he served at many Georgia instruction camps by teaching tactics and skills. 

In 1861, Capers was chosen as a brigadier general to command a brigade of Georgia state troops guarding the coast by Governor Brown. After about a years service as a brigadier general, Capers returned to the Georgia Military Institute as, once again, superintendent. 

From that point one, Capers continued his military service throughout the war. Capers conducted classes in artillery instruction for state army officers, guarded railroad bridges, and fought the Union continuously through Sherman's March.

Ellison Capers


Francis Capers was not the only one in his family with military achievements. Ellison Capers, Francis's brother, graduated from the South Carolina Military Academy in 1857. Just like his brother, Ellison Capers was a professor of mathematics at the Military Academy. He also served in the Civil War, however, Ellison spent most of his time here in South Carolina. He was present during the bombardment of Fort Sumter.





Once the war was over, Francis Capers returned to the College of Charleston where he remained until his retirement. During his time at the college, he taught mathematics and civil engineering and served as president of the college. General Capers died in Charleston in January of 1892.

I decided to do Francis Capers for my Old Charlestonian project for many reasons. The first being I wanted to do my project on someone who had connections to the College of Charleston. I also found his in-depth academic background very intriguing. I thought it was very interesting that Capers spent the majority of his time during the war was in Georgia and not in South Carolina.

Bethel Cemetery 



General Capers in buried in the Bethel Cemetery here in Charleson. When I first saw and took a picture of his grave during our class grave visit, I did not think much of the simplicity of the cite. Now that I have done more research on him, I feel like he deserves a greater headstone.

Monday, April 15, 2019

The Magical Magnolia Cemetery

An old oak tree in the cemetery 


The Magnolia Cemetery is a beautiful Victorian cemetery located in none other than the beautiful Charleston, South Carolina. The cemetery opened in 1850 and spans across 150 acres of land filled with old oak trees and vibrant azaleas. There are 35,000 people buried in this non-denominational cemetery.

This cemetery reminded me of the Bonaventure Cemetery in Savannah, Georgia. The Bonaventure Cemetery was established only four years earlier than Magnolia in 1846! Both cemeteries have many striking similarities with the rows of flowers and looming oak trees.

One of my favorite parts of the cemetery was the beautiful large pond that sits in the middle of the cemetery. To me, the pond made the cemetery seem more like a park or a garden where someone can go relax and enjoy a day to themselves. I somewhat wish that there were more benches around the cemetery so I could enjoy the scenery.
Magnolia Cemetery pond
I enjoyed how the cemetery was not just straight lines of plots and gravesites. I loved the twists and turns and the uniqueness of every memorial I passed. I do not believe there was one memorial in there that was the same as another. Although the sun was setting, the cemetery seemed to be well shaded which would make these hot summer days much more bearable while enjoying a stroll through the cemetery. 
View through the oak trees

Hughes monument and plot

One of my favorite memorials was the memorial of Edward Thomas Hughes, his wife, and their daughter. Edward Hughes was born here in Charleston in 1832. His wife, Anna, was born in Charleston as well in 1834. Their first child was a daughter who was named after her mother, Anna. She was born in 1860 but died in 1862 a few months before her second birthday. 

I love this monument because it was one of the first ones I saw as soon as I entered the cemetery. It stands grandly in the middle of a family plot waiting for your attention. 




Bird monument

My second favorite memorial is the one of William and Hattie Bird. William was born in Charleston in 1837 and married Hattie who was from Connecticut. Throughout his life, he was very interested in the Charleston Museum and sold and advertised whale oil. 

I love this memorial because the women that sits atop the pedestal is a life-size statue of Hattie. I think the memorial is absolutely gorgeous. The drapery could symbolize mourning or sorrow. The drapery could symbolize his feelings of sorrow because his wife passed almost 40 years before him. 


 
Sundial in Canneau-Calder plot

My third favorite memorial is not necessarily a specific grave, however, it is something inside a family plot. The Canneau-Calder plot contains a few graves that I am assuming belong to a family, for I, unfortunately, did not take any pictures of the specific graves. I did take a picture of what was placed in the middle of the plot which was a small, yet intriguing, sundial. 

On the sundial, there was an hourglass with wings sprouted from behind it. The hourglass symbolizes the inevitable passing of time. Under the hourglass are the simple beautiful words "light follows darkness". 


The Magnolia Cemetery was a wonderful conclusion to the many cemetery adventures I have had throughout this semester. After this cemetery visit, I have a newfound admiration for these lovely Victorian cemeteries I have visited, including the Bonaventure Cemetery in Savannah. I hope to one day come back to Magnolia Cemetery so I can enjoy all the beauty it has to offer again. 
My FYE class in Magnolia Cemetery 



Monday, April 8, 2019

The Curious and Compelling Coming Street Cemetery

Anita Moise Rosenberg and Randi Serrens


As an interesting way to end my April Fool's day, I traveled with my FYE class to Jewish cemetery on Coming St. There, we were led by Randi Serrens and Anita Moise Rosenberg. When we first walked into the cemetery, we stood and talked about the history of the cemetery.

Rosenberg said, "the cemetery was originally made of three cemeteries" and she held up a map of the entire cemetery. Now, the cemetery has been combined with those three sections to create the beautiful cemetery that it is today.




The cemetery was established in 1762 and is the oldest Jewish burial ground in the South. Most of the graves date back to the late 18 and early 19 centuries, however, there are a few revolutionary soldiers buried in the cemetery.


Based on looks, the Jewish cemetery looks very similar to the other cemeteries we have visited throughout this semester. The gravestones were gracefully carved and had many of the same symbols as a lot of the graves in the other cemeteries.


Pebbles placed on a headstone 





One of the more peculiar differences was the way they placed pebbles on top of the gravestones. One reason for the stones could be to keep the soul of the person buried in place. In thought, the pebbles weigh the soul down. Another reason could be because the stones are everlasting. Unlike flowers, stones never die.







An interesting story Serrens told us about was the story of the two little boys who are buried together in the cemetery. The two little boys have their own fenced-in plot and a conjoined headstone. Serrens said, "the two boys died within a few months of each other." The boys had apparently died of yellow fever.
The plot of the two little boys 

Sunday, March 24, 2019

Family Adventures Through Savannah, Georgia

A photo of my great-grandfather and great-grandmother 


The ancestor I chose to do my project on is my great-grandfather Grover Abb Brinson Jr. He was from Savannah, Georgia and was born on January 4, 1913. He and my great-mother had seven children including my grandfather Ralph Brinson Sr.

My great-grandfather died on January 31, 1980, when he was 67 years old and he is buried in the Pine Crest Memorial Cemetery in Jesup, Georgia.

My great-grandfather's grave (lawn marker)

My grandfather was drafted into the U.S. Army in 1944 during World War II. He was drafted to be an army medic for the duration of the war. While overseas, my great-grandfather fought in the Battle of the Bulge. There were over 100,000 casualties in the Battle of the Bulge and my great-grandfather was lucky enough to survive. 

A letter my great-grandfather sent to my great-grandmother

My great-grandfather would constantly write letters to my great-grandmother throughout his time in the army. In these letters, he would express how much he loved and missed his children and wife. Unfortunately, I do not know much about his time during the war because he could never bring himself to discuss it. 

My great-grandfather's parents are buried in the beautiful Bonaventure Cemetery. The Bonaventure Cemetery is a Victorian cemetery that was established in 1846. My family has two plots in the cemetery: the Brinson family plot and the Foley family plot. My great-grandfather's parents are buried in the Brinson family plot surrounded by vibrant azalea bushes. 

My great-great-grandparents graves in the Bonaventure Cemetery

When I first started this project, I knew I needed to talk to my grandfather about any possible ancestors I could do my project on. I talked with him about many people in my family, even my great-great-great-grandfather who was a Cherokee Indian from North Carolina. However, I found my great-grandfather the most interesting.

My aunt decided that the only way I could get this project done was to take a day trip down to Savannah, Georgia. In Savannah, I toured the Bonaventure Cemetery and rode around the city listening to my grandfather tell stories of him growing up there. 

The resources I used were mainly my grandfather and a Facebook group my family started. On the group's page, I found numerous photos of my great-grandfather and information about his life. 
Greenwich Park at the Bonaventure Cemetery



Monday, March 11, 2019

Sneaky Symbols Scavenger Hunt

Camille Wish with Professor Harwood 




On March 4th, we ventured to the Bethel Church Cemetery to look for gravestone symbols. While we were there, Camille Wish gave us insightful information about the church and cemetery history. In fact, she said that "the graveyard used to extend all the way through the parking lot."

Wish owns her own antique shop, Terrace Oaks Antiques, here in Charleston. She also attends the Bethel Church on Sunday mornings, and she even invited us to a service!









The church was founded in 1797. It was the only Methodist church to remain open during the Civil War. The first building was a simple wooden structure and remains Charleston's oldest standing Methodist church.







This is considered a pulpit marker 







The first grave is that of Rev. William H. Fleming. He was pastor of the Bethel Church for many years. He was born in January of 1821 and died in April of 1877.





wreath and Bible  








The Bible sitting on the very top of the gravestone represents a religious layperson, cleric, or in this case a pastor. The two wreaths can be associated with the attained distinction in the arts or literature. 







This is a die base and cap








This is the grave of Rebecca Jane Bateman. She was born in January of 1856 and died at the young age of 19 in November of 1875.









weeping angel







Angels often symbolize Guardians of the Dead. Sometimes, angels are seen carrying the departed souls of a child, which is what could possibly be seen here. 










This is a die in socket






This is the resting place of Rosa Mary Muckenfuss. She was born in October of 1835 and died in November of 1881. 











drapery and flowers 







The beautiful drapery in on this headstone is carved so delicately. Drapery often symbolizes sorrow or mourning. Although there are many flowers in the small bouquet, the roses are predominant. Roses symbolize unfailing love, beauty, and hope. 








This is a die on socket 




 This headstone was made in memory of Anna Chrietzberc who was the wife of a pastor. She was born in March of 1821 and died in January of 1872.











wreath and dove












Just like the previous pastor, the wreath symbolizes the attained distinction of literature and the arts. The dove is an important animal in Christianity, for it symbolizes the Holy Spirit.








this is a headstone





This is the headstone of Pricilla Sarah Eason and it was erected by her children. She was born in June of 1806 and died in March of 1885.











Cross with Crown 










The cross is an ordinary T-shaped cross, or better known as St. Anthony's Cross. It symbolizes the Old Testament cross. The crown represents immortality or righteousness. Together, they symbolize the sovereignty of the Lord.








This is a headstone 







This is the headstone of James F. M. Lord. He was born sometime in 1825 and died of consumption in his home in February of 1862.









Willow tree








The Weeping willow has to be one of my favorites symbols. To me, willow trees are so beautiful, and their symbolism of sorrow and mourning seem fitting.








A fallen headstone 








This fallen headstone belongs to Charles C. Seyle. He was born in July of 1823 and died in February of 1880.









cross with ivy









I believe this is a cross with ivy. The cross looks like the Old Testament cross, and the ivy symbolizes memory and friendship.






this is a die on base 







This is the gravestone of Eva Lee Warren. She was born in June of 1867 and died after 26 years in September of 1893.










roses on a scroll












The roses represent beauty, hope, and unfailing love. The scroll symbolizes life and time.







This is a headstone 







This is the headstone of Nathaniel Smalls. His birth and death dates are unknown, however, the gravestone says he was aged 51 years.








hourglass with wings 









The hourglass symbolizes the inevitable passing of time and the shortness of life. The wings could mean many different things, like the Holy Spirit or faith.








This is a headstone 







This headstone belongs to Casey Poyas. I was unable to read his birth and death dates if known, and I was also unable to find him on the Find a Grave website.









hand pointing up









The hand pointing up symbolizes the reward of the righteous, confirmation of life after death.

Monday, March 4, 2019

Ancestor Proposal

Grover A. Brinson Jr. was my great-grandfather, and he was born on January 4th, 1913 and died January 31st, 1980. He is buried in Jesup, Georgia and was drafted into the army during World War II. He fought during the Battle of the Bulge, and also worked on ships during the war. His parents are buried in the Brinson family plot in the Bonaventure Cemetery in Savannah, Georgia. 

The Chilling Old City Jail

standing across from the jail Before this tour, I had never been to the Old City Jail . I have heard plenty of spooky stories about how...