(This is the eighth part of a series. If you would like to start at the first part, click here.)
Sometimes when I’m talking to Sugar about some family research, and I mention that I’ve branched out, and I start chattering on about someone he doesn’t know, he’ll say that’s pretty far afield.
Or like this weekend at the Lawton family reunion when we met a man who said that he wasn’t related to anyone there, and that he was a historian and a preservationist, and that he had read my blog. “Many times.” So I’m not sure what to say, because clearly this could go badly very quickly, and I recover and ask have you read Basinger’s Civil War letters? And what about the Bateson family that has been lost and found in Savannah? What about those? Huh? Huh? (Sweating here and not just because it’s 90 degrees.)
Sugar cleared his throat and says that that’s getting a little far afield.
I actually don’t stomp on his foot here.
Sometimes I think that people want to talk about what I want to talk about. If he’s reading the blog, what’s he reading? I’m now guessing it’s about Lawtons.
Sigh.
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Agnes Mann was a hotel keeper in 1880 in Beaufort, South Carolina. You can left-click on this 1880 census to enlarge the image.
She was the mother of Martha, and Martha married a Thomas Bateson. Both Martha and Thomas were deceased by 1880. I’m still working on more information about where they met and married, most likely in Christ Church Episcopal in Savannah, Georgia, but those records are no longer at Christ Church, so we’ll see. We’ll see.
If you don’t want to read about Manns and Batesons, you’ve probably already stopped reading. Now that the crowd has thinned, we can just talk amongst ourselves.
Sugar hummed and hawed over the “hotel keeper” position, and wondered what hotel it could have been. In Savannah, there were many boarding houses, according the the census records I’ve looked at, but we couldn’t locate any in Beaufort. Perhaps this was really a hotel. Perhaps it was the Sea Island Inn.
I googled it, and eureka! There’s the Sea Island Inn! Oh, hello, it’s a Best Western on Bay Street.
Well, that’s no good, but what if the Best Western Sea Island Inn was built on the spot of the original Sea Island Inn? What if the Sea Island Inn was torn down before the preservation movement?
I looked at the Beaufort County Library’s Lowcountry Digital Library’s online collections, and the first image that came up in the Lucille Hasell Culp Collection is the Sea Island Inn, taken in the 1950s. (You have to click on the link to see the photo.)
In the meantime, Sugar went to findagrave.com and found the memorial for Dr. George Mosse Stoney. There’s a photo of him on the memorial and also a photo of his house.
Built by Dr. Stoney, sold to Nathaniel B Heyward, rented to John Allan Stuart; Headquarters for
General Saxton during Federal Occupation.
(Notice guard billet in front of fence).
Added by: sticksandstones
10/19/2012
Have you ever been to the Library of Congress? Well, you should go to their online site at http://www.loc.gov. They have *MAPS*.
Here’s a link to the map of the city of Beaufort, South Carolina, made during the war. Click here. The map is below, too. If you go to the website, you’ll get more information.
Do you see at the very bottom near the center there is a building, not in red? Zoom in on that. It’s Saxton’s headquarters. And across the street in the bay is a bath house? It’s connected to the mainland by a boardwalk. Now go back and look at the photo of Dr. George Mosse Stoney’s house. Someone took the photo across the street from the house, and they are standing on a boardwalk.
A modern day map shows the Best Western Sea Island Inn at the same location at Saxton’s headquarters. The Scheper house is further west on Bay, although most of the town’s houses are not shown on the map unless they are being used for military purposes.
Is this too far afield? Let’s consider that Dr. George Mosse Stoney’s grandfather is Dr. George Mosse of Ireland, South Carolina, and Savannah. Isn’t that name familiar – George Mosse?
Oh, that’s right, he’s Sugar’s ancestor…
And everything is a circle.