History: Columbia County. Reminisces of Dr. H. R. Casey ======================================================================= USGENWEB NOTICE: In keeping with our policy of providing free information on the Internet, data may be used by non-commercial entities, as long as this message remains on all copied material. These electronic pages may NOT be reproduced in any format for profit or for presentation by other persons or organizations. Persons or organizations desiring to use this material for purposes other than stated above must obtain the written consent of the file contributor. The submitter has given permission to the USGenWeb Archives to store this file permanently for free access. This file was contributed by: Stephanie Harrison info@conquestmusic.com ======================================================================= Articles written for the Columbia Sentinel in 1883. Permission granted by the Columbia County News and transcribed by Stephanie Harrison. The articles were written in 1883 by Dr H. R. Casey for the Columbia Sentinel. He writes about many of the early pioneers of Columbia County who arrived in Georgia in the late 1700's and early 1800's." January 10, 1883 An antipode in nature and in politics, was Columbia's favorite and honored son, PETER CRAWFORD, the great Head-Centre of the Troup party. The name of Peter Crawford was the rallying cry-the tossin-which, like the signal of Roderick Dhw o Chan Alphine's warriors, called up the mailed panoplied and ready clansmen of the great Troup party to the conflict. CHAS. A. CRAWFORD, a cousin and brother-in-law of Peter C, was said to be even more popular man with the people, but he had no desire for place or power; and beyond being Clerk of The Superior Court, he held not other office. He was content to follow the humble occupation of tiller of the soil. But Peter Crawford was the recognized master mind of the party in the county and against him was hurled the powerful batteries of the Clarkites, under that shred and daring leader Col, Zach. Williams. About this time there came upon the stage a young man of decided talent and with laudable ambition to enter the political arena as a contestant for its honors. Upon the same stage also appeared another rising star, whose youthful promise was more than realized. This young man was GEORGE W. CRAWFORD, son of Peter Crawford, the noble scion of an illustrious sire, Wm H. Crawford, by his acknowledged genius and intellect, had become a star of first magnitude (which was also doomed to be eclipsed in the meridian of its spendor) in the galaxy of constellations that was glittering prospectively for the Presidentia coronet. Peter's ambition was no higher than county and state offices, with an intellect as good if not superior to any of his conferes. Peter had not the polish and culture which would fit him to shine in Courts and Cabinets. He had not those advantages of early education so necessary to the cultivation and growth of the brightest intellects; but the ore in its native bed was pure metal. Thus endowed by nature with some of her choicest blessings, with a brilliant intellect, an upright deportment, a laudable ambition, with a suaviter in modo that had nestled him closely and firmly in the affection of his fellow-citizens, he was a target too regal to escape the shafts and hot shot of the Opposition. Col. Zach Williams saw in his formidable antagonist-a man dangerous to the success of his party. His defeat must be accomplished at any and all hazards. Pemberton was now editing the Augusta "Chronicle". He sat on the editorial tripe no idle spectator of passing events in Columbia. His paper was the recognized organ of the Clark party, and hence he was a leading man in the bitter partisan war-fare then raging in the county. George W Crawford and Thos. E Burnside were rising young men and Attornies of great promise and both ambitious or the triumph of their respective political favorites. Political excitement as always run high, and at times up to fever heat in Columbia, somewhat akin to that partisan warfare between Whig and Tory in North and South Carolina, from 1776 to 1782, when the infamous Governor Dunmore and cruel Col Tarleton, "Bloody Bill Cunningham" and Col. Fanning were a terror to the men, women and children; when Tory atrocities-darkened the day-time of life and the fires of hatred and distruction of property lighted up the darkness of night. The political contests of which I write in these "Reminscences" were not always crimsoned with the footprints of blood , but ofttimes when Greek met Greek, though the tug of general war came not, yet frequently words came to blows and "Pistols for two" darkened the history of those days, and made political arenas hot with the poisoned atmosphere of envenomed hatred. The biteness, injustice and malignant heart-feeling of party are proverbial and it unreasonableness and vindictive personalities a matter of astonishment. Men who are cool, calm and moderate on all other subjects of controversation, yet when party views arise their entirenatures are changed. They become hot-blooded, intemperate, inconsiderate and abusive to the last degree. I will instance a few only of those scenes of what I have written above. Col Zac Williams I cast my first vote in the county in 1844 and for the Henry Clay elector; from that day to this, now and then I would hear of God. Zach. Williams. He was indeed a noted character. He was born in Wilkes County and moved to Augusta where he married a Miss Walton, sister I think of Robert Walton, a noted bank officer for many years, and one of Augusta's best citizens. While there Col Williams had a quarrel with Mr. John Forysth, which resulted in a sword fight on the South Carolina side of the river. Forysth made a deadly thrust at Col. Williams which the Colonel skilfully parried and in turn, directed a well aimed thrust at the "Adam's Apple" of Mr Forsyth insumating the blade of his rapier between the neck-tie and the neck, close to the "jugular". The terms of the duel were that on blood being drawn, the contest was to cease. Forsyth's second supposing his friend murdered, removed the weapon, but there was no stain of blood. The contest was renewed when Col. Williams dexterously handling his Damascents blade enter the side of Mr Forysth, but his life was saved by its striking a rib and carving around to the back. Now while Adam lost a rib that a wife might be made unto him, Mr Forysth had a rib that saved his life, though Georgia came near losing him who in after years became one of her brightest jewels. Soon after this Col. Williams came to Columbia County and settled near the head of White Oak Creek on the Quaker, now Wrightsboro Road, about 6 or 7 miles from Appling. In the days of Troup and Clark he was the most prominent, active and bitter partisan of the Clark party. He was a man strong of intellect, but of little culture. His was a turbulant spirit, free to offer an insult and quick to resent one. He seemed to enjoy life in an atmosphere of stife. He was indeed the "storm king" in the political elements ready at the least provation to turn lose the rude Boreas of his nature upon the Crawfords and other leaders of the troup party, whenever and wherever an opportunity offered.