1992 – 03 March Newsletter – GRF

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3) Isaac Going Viewed Conditions In Pre-War South Carolina.

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Volume 3, No. 7 March 1992


Prepared from Research Developed
By Margaret Pearson Tate
Foundation Editorial Board Member
34 Washington Street, Exeter, New Hampshire, 03833

Angevine Wesley Gowen was born August 30, 1869 in York
Village, Maine in a house on Gorges Neck, named for Sir Ferdinando
Gorges, a member of the Plymouth Company. The site
was surveyed for Sir Ferdinando, “the Lord Proprietor of the
Province of Mayne” November 11, 1641.

The house that he was born in and later died in was on the home
lot of his maternal ancestor, Thomas Moulton. The house was
built in 1714 on the York River by Joseph Moulton, son of
Jeremiah Moulton and grandson of Thomas Moulton, according
to John D. Bardwell, area historian. Jeremiah Moulton
purchased the property from the estate in 1684 for 20 pounds.
The house still stands–276 years later.

Angevine Wesley Gowen was a rare man, born with an innate
ability to be successful at any project that he undertook. Although
his schooling ended at age 16, he developed the skills to
become a civil engineer and bridge-builder. As a young man he
rebuilt Scotland Bridge in York Village, Maine where he was

He served a rod-and-chain apprenticeship in 1890 under Samuel
W. Junkins, surveyor, and in a short time eclipsed his mentor as
a surveyor and mapmaker, adding magnetic declination to the
skill. Beginning with his surveying instruments, he became an
ardent astronomer and later built his own telescope.

When the art of photography began to develop, he plunged enthusiastically
into the field. Many of his photographs of the
York area made on glass negatives still survive.

His fame as a musical prodigy developed early. At age 9, although
he never had a lesson and could not read music, he
joined the town’s brass band. The band met for practice at
“Fielding” in the loft of the shop of Capt. Timothy Young on
Cider Hill. The band, composed of John Mitchell Moulton,
trumpet; George Everett Moulton, bass horn, John Picott of Kittery,
“tenor horn” and Charles Young who played the “alto
horn,” quickly made room for the talented youngster with the
coronet. He became a soloist for the band when it played for
“town suppers” and “political speakings.”

Later Angevine bought a violin for $3.50 from Oliver Jenness, a
neighbor. He worked for 50c a day at odd jobs until he had the
necessary cash. Then he marched proudly into his home and
started to play. Initially his fiddle screeching caused his Aunt
Julia to send him to the barn to practice. There he played to the
cows, day after day, and when he emerged, he had mastered, entirely
by ear, “The Irish Washerwoman.” Jenness was
amazed when Angevine played “Pop Goes the Weasel,” for
him, inserting difficult pizzicato with great skill. When he
realized the limitations of his cheap violin, Angevine went into
the woods, selected some hardwood stocks and made his own
violin, one that possessed vibrant deep rich tones.

He was equally adept at other skills. He was a woodsman, carpenter,
farmer, taxidermist, notary public, artist, fisherman,
game warden, detective and boat-builder, according to John D.
Bardwell, area historian.

Angevine Wesley Gowen became interested in his ancestry and
began to do family history research on the Gowen, Moulton and
other early down east families. His eighth-generation
grandfather was William Gowen, the Scottish prisoner of war
who was captured by the English in the Battle of Dunbar in
1650. Oliver Cromwell ordered him deported to Massachusetts
Bay Colony bound to seven years labor. The historical research
brought him in touch with Col. Charles Edward Banks with
whom he collaborated in writing “History of York, Maine.”

He had maintained a journal through his lifetime which he
called “Cider Hill Annals.” His ancestors did not escape
scrutiny and Angevine “painted” them as he saw them in his
diary. Of his eighth-generation grandfather, he wrote:

“Jeremiah Moulton was a land grabber evidently and maybe
some of his deals in real estate would not stand up to the “light
of day” any better than his attempt on October 3, 1693 to sell
rum without a license. The court records show that he was fined
£10 pounds and put under bond of £50 pounds to keep the peace
‘for threatening to shoot with a gun in his hands, a constable and
a justice of the peace.’

His son, Abel Moulton was fined January 5, 1696-7 for ‘abusive
speech.’ Abel Moulton was stolen by the Canadian Abenaki
Indians who often raided settlers in Maine. He was never
returned and was supposedly drowned. Old Jeremiah Moulton
was always buying the ‘piece of land next door’ until he became
a very large landowner.”

His literary skills attracted the interest of Mrs. Catharine
McCook Knox, a literary agent of Washington, D.C. who recognized
his genius. Thus began a fast friendship that lasted a

Angevine Wesley Gowen was a master boat-builder and once
mentioned to Mrs. Knox the difficulty he had in building and
launching a sloop he constructed. She persisted that he should
write an account of this endeavor, but he declined on account of
his impending blindness that was beginning to take a toll on his
activities. He replied to her inquiry October 26, 1934:

“Dear Mrs. Knox,
I received your letter of inquiry this a.m. and am writing in my
willow chair by the end of the table as usual. A poor light
shines in which I fear will cut this letter short, at least for now. I
will do my best however in the few minutes that I am allowed to

Now about the boat, the “Winnie,” named after my boyhood
friend Winn Campbell whose grave I visited many years afterward
at Georgetown, Maine while on detective duty for the
State. All this I have told you before. The boat was a 24-foot
sloop, of 8-foot beam. It was built in what is now Mr. Emery’s
shop and occupied about the whole of the inside of it when
onlited, for the shop was only 14’x24.’ However, Frank Plaisted
and I got her into the cradle and hauled her with his oxen down
to the creek and launched her. However, my diary will tell more
about that than I can now recall.

Aunt Julia lived in the house, while I built my boat in the shop
annexed. And many a goody or wedge of pie or a pinch of
black snuff she gave me. She was 80 then and always made me
promise to bury her when she died, a promise that I religiously
kept. I have many pictures of her and the small home that Milan
prepared for her.

Of course, you have recognized Frank P. as the one who helped
me launch my boat and to hoist the old Cider Hill Flag the year
before. I could tell much more, but eyesight sternly forbids. I
often shudder when I think of climbing those rotten flagpoles
and reeving the lines through the blocks for the flag. I, who
now with difficulty climb a chair to replace an electric light

Also I shudder to think of my first boat ride in my new
“Winnie” with a load of a dozen excited, gleeful children and
women, including Aunt Julia. The boat was not half ballasted,
and a sudden squall would have meant catastrophe. But skillful
seamanship brought us all back safe and sound, and in fact, thus
I have traversed the Great North [Woods] with canoe and paddle
and sailed the briney deep in a 200-ton brigantine through some
hard storms. I have yet to wet a stocking, and truly, my angel of
good luck must have been constantly with me. Yet, I may
drown in the first mug of beer I drink.

It is now 1:00 p.m, and the sky is fast becoming overcast and
dark again, so that I do not see a single word I am writing, but
write mechanically, as it were, or more by instinct. So, good
luck. With kindest regards, I am, as ever,
A. W. Gowen”

On February 7, 1935, shortly before his death, he wrote again to
Mrs. Knox:

“I am so blind now at this time of the year, 15 degrees below
zero here today. I have lost another relative, Willie Gowen,
oldest son of Harry, died February 4 in Dover, N.H, leaving a
little family, funeral today. I am too sick to go, and also on that
account I am revising my will, and relative to my diaries, I am
fixing it so you will have full access to them until your work is
done. I have failed much since Xmas, and if you will write date
of diary and subject thereof, as in case of “Miss Taylor,” I can
get someone to look it up, and I can dictate it more fully. We
have very deep snow and much cold weather. I use only one
door now to get out. The rest are all banked nearly to the eaves.
Regards, A. W. Gowen”

Angevine Wesley Gowen, was the elder son of John Wesley
Gowen and Hannah Jane Gerry Gowen. His mother died in
1878 and his father in 1880. He was brought up by his aunt,
Miss Julia M. Gowen with whom he resided until her death in
1930, as well as with his uncle Joseph Gowen.

His great-grandfather Nathan Gowen was married to Jerusha
Moulton, and the Cider Hill property passed into the Gowen
family’s possession.

Standing on the boundary line of the Gowen-Moulton farm on
Cider Hill was a gigantic ancient white oak tree. The tree,
which Angevine named “Boundary Oak” had been referred to in
deeds that conveyed land in that area since 1641. He used it
frequently as a landmark in his surveys.

Angevine may have been the only man in the deed records of
Maine who conveyed a tree to a legatee. His will devised that
“Boundary Oak and the circle of land beneath it” be deeded to
Maine Historical Society in Portland. A deed was prepared
accordingly, but lay forgotten until 50 years later when Bradley
Moulton, an attorney of Cape Meddick discovered the record.

He, a descendant of Thomas Moulton and a Gowen relative,
pointed out the discovery to the surprised Maine Historical

The organization transferred the property to Improvement
Society of York who handed the stewardship off to Old York
Historical Society. Subsequently O.Y.H.S. received a deed to
the entire 20-acre farm site. The will also provided that access
be maintained to the family graveyard on the property. Some of
the graves there pre-date 1700.

Following his death, Katherine McCook Knox wrote a tribute to
his life and accomplishments which was published in “Old
York Transcript” September 3, 1937.

“Written on the 23rd of August at York Village, Maine

By Katharine McCook Knox

Rain, pushing straight down through the long dark pine needles,
rain quivering slantwise in grey slashes across the white birch.
Rain, rain and just the kind of day on which I loved to sit and
talk to “Angie” at Cider Hill. Surely if it had been last summer,
I would have been off bright and early to visit him. I would
have found him at the end of Gowen Lane, waiting quietly in his
“willow chair” by the kitchen window. With his well-modeled
head bent slightly forward, he would be listening, listening.
Although from nearby, my car looked to him “blue and misty,
shining like a ghost,” he never mistook the sound of its motor or
the turn of its tires as it rolled down the hill. His failing sight
intensified the keenness of his hearing, and all his visitors were
likewise summed up.

As I would enter, he would rise, his strong sensitive fingers
would unclasp from his gnarled walking-stick, and he would
make me welcome.

Hours of talk we would have, Angevine Wesley Gowen–farmer
boy, taxidermist, artist, woodsman, carpenter, boat-builder,
bridge-builder, surveyor, engineer–fantastic it sounds, but true
nevertheless. He was as efficient as he was versatile.

A devoted son, brother and nephew who bravely nursed his
family through piercing illnesses and never shirked a day’s
work. But “Angie” died this past winter. Sixty-nine he would
have been on this coming 30th of August. Last summer on his
birthday we had a party, and he told me quite happily that his
“interview with death” was near.

Native wit and shrewdness coupled with tenderness and an
almost fierce independence of judgment gave his conversation
never a dull lapse. Cider Hill 13 and a little red school house at
Spruce Creek, Kittery were his two “Universities.” At the age
of 16, he ceased schooling. How interested he would have been
this summer in following up the history and correct restoration
of the old York school house which probably opened its roughhewn
door in the year 1747. His life as he told it to me was
vivid, and Cider Hill and all its “folks” became a spreading


Katharine McCook Knox [1897-1942] was descended from the
“Fighting McCooks of Ohio,.” according to “Who Was Who
in American, 1897-1942.” The father, 9 sons and 5 cousins
were all officers in the Civil War.


I understand that your organization publishes a newsletter
relating to the Gowen/Goins family and that you have established
a “one-name” study devoted to the surname.

I am enclosing a family group record relating to the family
of Lewis F. Gowens [b1817, m1837, dc1905] and Lucretia Rice
Gowens of Anderson County and Franklin County, Kentucky. I
would appreciate any information held by the Foundation or its
members relating to my ancestors and their 10 children. Please
send Foundation membership information. Carl E. Moore, Jr,
Box 2344, Chicago, IL, 60690.

==Dear Cousins==

I enclose three items for the Foundation Library relating to
the Goyne/Guynes family. The first is “Guynes Family
History” written by John A. Sands, Jr. of Arlington, VA. The
second is “The Guynes Family” written by Judge Jasper Felix
Guynes of Hazlehurst, MS. The third is a “Declaration in
Order to Obtain the Benefit of the Act of Congress Passed
7th June, 1832” made by James Goyne, my ancestor of
Kemper County, Mississippi of his Revolutionary service.
If permissible, I suggest these items also be placed on the
Foundation’s Electronic Library. Velma S. Beuerle, 3317
Clairmont St, Flint, MI, 48503.

==Dear Cousins==

Thought you would be interested in seeing a note the census
enumerator attached to his report concerning the canvass of his
beat in the 1860 census of Buffalo, NY:

“I am a cencus takers for the city of Bufflow. Our City has
groan very fast in resent years & now, it has become a hard &
time consuming job to count all the peephill. There are not
many who can do this werk, as it is nesessarie to have an ejucashum,
wich a lot of pursons still do not have. Another atribeat
needed for this job is god spelling, for many of the peephill to
be counted can hardle speek inglish, let alon spel there names.”
Harold Spencer, 6103 Sherman Ave, Lubbock, TX, 79412.

==Dear Cousins==

Thanks so much for the article on Sen. Harrison W. Goyne
in the Newsletter. It was very interesting to us Alabamans. We
made certain that this edition received a prominent place in our
genealogical library. It will remain on display until the next
edition appears and then will be placed in its binder. Carrie
McGee, 1303 6th Ave, Jasper, AL, 35501

==Dear Cousins==

I am enclosing a copy of my Goins pedigree for the Foundation
Library along with my renewal for 1992. Can you or any
member give me additional details on my Bedford County,
Virginia ancestors, Isham Goins and his wife Ann Burns Goins
[m1785] and their son Isham Goins and his wife Susannah
Bratcher Goins [m1802].

I have been told that the elder Isham Goins had only one
child, Isham, but I do not have any proof to substantiate this. I
am at a complete standstill on this. Shirley Giuliano, 15 W.
Grove St, Pine Hill, NJ, 08021

==Dear Cousins==

I was recently given a copy of your Newsletter by a relative
of mine, 93-year-old Lottie Bell Guynes Whitley of Dallas. I
was thrilled to become acquainted with the Foundation. My
mother is the great-granddaughter of Novell Guynes of
Kaufman County, TX. He was the great-grandson of James
Goyne featured in the October 1990 Newsletter. I am attempting
to prove up my generations back to James Goyne for a
DAR membership for my mother. I would like to hear from any
researcher who is a DAR member with a similar line. Cynthia
Hudson Reed, 1752 Willowbrook Lane, Simi Valley, CA,

==Dear Cousins==

I have been trying to research my gg-grandparents Frank
“Eri” Goin and Abigail Chamberlain Goin. Their son, James F.
Goin was born May 29, 1841 in Littleton, NH. He died
February 18, 1891 in Burlington, VT. Would love to hear from
any researcher that can help. Gordon Richmond, 364 Tunnel
Road, Vernon, CT, 06066.

Foundation Electronic Library
Accessible by Modem . . .
Dial 806/796-7070

3)  Isaac Going Viewed Conditions
In Pre-War South Carolina

Isaac Going, son of Drury Going and Sarah “Sallie” Baxter
Going, was born April 28, 1775 in Chester District. He was
baptized at the June meeting of the Pacolet [later Skull Shoals]
Baptist Church in 1803, according to the research of Fredrick
M. Tucker, a descendant of Duncan, South Carolina. He was
married August 21, 1804 to Rebecca Palmer, seventh child of
John Palmer and Martha “Patty” Williams Palmer of Union
District, South Carolina. Rebecca Palmer Going was born
February 1, 1789. She died August 31, 1855.

Isaac Going wrote a letter February 3, 1857 to his nephew
Alfred Elijah Going of Pickens County, Alabama.:

“Union District, South Carolina
To Alfred E. Going February 3, 1857

Dear Nephew,

It is with the kindest feeling of respect that I undertake to
answer your kind letter which came safe to hand. I was truly
glad that you were prompted to write me so interesting a letter
respecting my relatives. I believe yours is the first letter that I
have received from the family; sometime I have heard of you
verbally. I feel sorrow to hear of your blindness and can
sympathise with you, for I know the lack of eyesight. I have not
been totally blind as you, to be led about. The roads that I have
been accustomed to travel I can of a light day make my way
along with a staff.

My wife died last day of August 1855 after a few hours of
sickness, we lived a long life together, we had eleven children. I
am eighty-two years old the 28th day of next April–if I should
live to see it.

I joined the Baptist Church and was baptised June 1803, of
which I have been a member ever since. I served the church as
deacon forty-five years. During the time since I became
acquainted with myself and blessed Redeemer, I have met with
many a sore conflict, but by the grace of God enabling me I
have continued to this day. I have served as an active magistrate
twenty-four years.

Negro men rate in this area from one thousand to twelve
hundred dollars, likely young girls rate at nine hundred dollars.
The price of land is from ten to twelve dollars an acre. We have
had several bad crop years; corn brings 75c per bushel readily,
flour eight dollars per barrel. Pork sells at 7c gross.

Our country is nearly all cleared and worn out, but reclaimed
land with proper cultivation produces tolerably well. The
settlement your father moved from does not look like the same
country; the generation of people that then lived are near all
dead and moved away, the country nearly cleared and covered
with swarms of negroes.

If these few lines should be so fortunate as to reach you, please
write me on receipt of the same about all of the relations, who is
dead and who is alive, who is rich and who is poor, and the
current news of the country. I have one grandson who follows
overseeing, spoke of visiting you this winter, wishes to know
what he could get per year for overseeing in your country. I
think he is declined going away till next winter.

I would be very glad if I could enjoy myself in your company,
but I will never expect it as my days will soon be numbered
according to the course of nature.

I believe I have written most of the general news. I must come
to a close shortly. I am bouyed up to think that I have not much
longer to stay here in a state of blindness, but I expect a day
soon when I shall be received up into heaven, when I shall not
need these poor blind eyes to give sight, for the Lord God in his
dazzling glory is the light of that place. I must come to a close
by wishing you prosperity through life, and at last be received at
the right hand of God.

Give my best wishes to all of my inquiring friends, so farewell.
Isaac Going”

Isaac Going died January 27, 1861, according to a letter written
by his son, Thomas Baxter Going March 16, 1879. Eleven
children were born to Isaac Going and Rebecca Palmer Going:

Thomas Baxter Going born May 13, 1806
Sarah Palmer Going born July 13, 1808
John Madison Going born July 14, 1810
Elijah Bobo Going born January 15, 1813
Drury Dobbins Going born November 24, 1815
Isaac McKissick Going born September 2, 1818
Rhoda Going born August 24, 1821
William George Washington Going born July 17, 1824
Amasa Vernon Going born January 30, 1827
Elisha Palmer Going born December 22, 1829
Martha Kerenhappuch Going born July 4, 1835

Gowen Research Foundation Phone: 806/795-8758 or 795-9694
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NOTE:  The above information produced by the Gowen Research Foundation (GRF), and parts of the “Gowen Manuscript” they worked on producing.  It has tons of information – much of it is correct, but be careful, some of it is not correct – so check their sources and logic.  I’ve copied some of their information in the past researching my own family, only to find out there were some clear mistakes.   So be sure to check the information to verify if it is right before citing the source and believing the person who researched it before was 100% correct.  Most of the information I found there seems to be correct, but some is not.

Their website is:  Internet: http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~gowenrf

There does not seem to be anyone “manning the ship” at the Gowen Research Foundation, or Gowen Manuscript site any longer, and there is no way to contact anyone about any errors.   The pages themselves don’t have a mechanism to leave a note for others to see any “new information” that you may have that shows when you find info that shows something is wrong, or when something has been verified.

Feel free to leave messages about any new information found, or errors in these pages, or information that has been verified that those who wrote these pages may not have known about.

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