A Story of the Strickland Family

Submitted by Charlotte Collins Bond

  When I was a young child, my grandmother, Linnie Teate, lived with us.  She was a great story teller and each night I fell asleep as she wove her spell.  This was one of my favorite stories.

Granny said that when her grandparents settled in Madison County, the Indians were still in the territory.  The grandparents were Ephraim Strickland and his wife, Nancy Daniel.  Ephraim was the son of Solomon Strickland, Sr. and his wife, Amy Pace.  Solomon had been a Captain in the American Revolution.  Ephraim was named for his oldest brother, by the same name.   The older brother, Ephraim, was killed by the Indians in the last Indian raid in Athens, Georgia at Boggs Hill, and the young Ephraim was born a few days later.

Ephraim's mother, Mary [Polly], was the daughter of General Allen Daniel and his wife, Mary Jones.  Danielsville, Georgia was named for him.  He served in the War of  1812 and was a State Senator.  Mary Jones' parents were Capt. Russell Jones & his wife, Ann Beasley.  Russell was also a Revolutionary soldier and a State Senator from Franklin County.

Ephraim Strickland, Granny 1/2s grandfather, had built his house in a beautiful valley near Blue Stone Creek.  They had a wide view of the surrounding great hillsides.  One day they looked and saw a band of Indians on horseback sitting all along the vast hillside.  They had no idea what the Indians had in mind. But remembering how his brother had died, Ephraim feared they were a war party and that they would be massacred.

Ephraim and Nancy began to pray to God for protection. They had a young baby and their instinct was to protect the baby and hide him from view.  That baby boy was my great great grandfather, William Strickland, who was born in 1816.  There was a large black wash pot in the yard where they did their laundry, so they laid the sleeping baby on the ground and turned the wash pot over him.  The curious Indians approached the yard and started trying to talk to them.  They were making a lot of noise and the baby under the wash pot woke up and began crying.  The curious noise, seemingly coming  from nowhere, frightened the Indians and they fled in a great hurry.  The family was never bothered with visits from the Indians again.  They spread the word that this family had The Great Unseen Spirit protecting them.  And that they did!  Unseen, but not Unknown.

Charlotte Bond

January 29, 2001


 Submitted by Charlotte Collins Bond

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