History: Columbia County. Basil Neal, Dr John Briscoe, John B Neal, and Elias Welborne, 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." Basil Neal, Dr John Briscoe, John B Neal, and Elias Welborne February 7, 1883 BASIL NEAL was a native-born Marylander, but resided in Henry county, Va., after he was grown. He came to Georgia and located in Columbia county and was one of the early settlers. He bought a farm of some 380 acres and built a comfortable house near to what is now known as Sharon meeting house, on the Washington road. Here he lived for many years and was one of those stalwart, enterprising men who came into the dense forests of the new country, determined to gather from its fertile soil the wherewith to feed and clothe his family. He married early in life a daughter of Dr John Briscoe, who lived below Appling. By her he raised one son, John B. Neal, and four daughters. He married the second time in old age and raised two sons and three daughters. The farm which he settled has been under cultivation from that day to this, and still yields a compensating reward for fair labor. It was "New Columbia" then, when those hardy pioneers felled the forests and made the virgin soil tributary to the axe, the plow, the hoe. This was in the Long Ago--the "auldlang syne" of the county--and, although three-fourths of a century has been added to the bygone years, "Old Columbia" to-day with her gullied red spots and silver grey hills dapplings the earth, and with most of her early settlers returned to their original dust, will respond generously to practical and scientific cultivation. Like those good old songs, "Old Hundred", Auld Land Syne" and "Home Sweet Home" sweet though they were to our ancestors, are full of music and pathos and have a charm and sweetness for our ears which the many new and popular songs of the present have failed to obliterate, or make stale. They are as fresh to us to-day as they were in the Long Ago. 'Tis good ol Columbia to-day-the "Home Sweet Home" to most, if not all of her citizens. We love her old red hills, her sandy plains, her honest yielding soil; her memories, her legends, her history, her Long Ago. And those of her citizens yet active cling with strong attachments to their native or adopted homes. But there is a short period in her history over which I would gladly draw the veil of oblivion. I allude of course to the brief reign of Radicalism when under protest and duress, her citizens were forced to yield to a horde of base and ignorant conspirators. But it can be said that only two or three of her white citizens aided in this disloyal crusade; and it can be fursaid to the credit of the county, that she did not permit this political fraud to stain her bright escutcheon but for a short time when rising in her might see soon calmed the storm of Radicalism and put her own intelligent and honest citizens in power. Columbia, I believe was the very first county in the State to throw off the yoke of Radical oppression. The old Basil Neal farm joins on its western border the lands of old Elias Welborne, another of Columbia's honored citizens. Most of this farm is visible from the public road, leading from Augusta to Washington. I propose to take this Welborne tract as a test of endurance of Columbia county lands. It has been in cultivation for nearly one hundred years, and I can truthfully say and have often heard the remark corroborated by others, that this old place seems to have taken on a new lease of life and put on a robe of immortality so to speak and a garniture of yearly productiveness which pays well its present cultivator.