Quitman Vignettes (Quitman, GA) (Updated February 22, 2002) |
The impetus for my foray into Brooks County
was the hope that I might locate the cane mill used by my father’s brother,
Buren. Uncle Buren returned from the war and farmed with Uncle Cornelius
for one year. Then, he moved into a house about 50 m from his
parents-in-law and farmed with them. After his father-in-law, Mr. Robinson,
passed away, Uncle Buren and his family moved into the big house with Mrs.
Robinson and remained there until 1955, when they moved to Polk County, FL.
The mill I sought was originally on a stand in the open a bit out from the
big house. Now, it is in Quitman. My connection in Brooks County was James Robinson, Uncle Buren’s wife’s nephew. The connection soon spread to James’ wife, Becky, and her brother, Alton Hamlin. Without these three, I would have been lost, and I am therefore much obliged to them. Although I did not achieve the goal I sought, I did gain other prizes, which I will share here.
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 Morven, GA, is perhaps 15 miles north and slightly east of Quitman,
where at least three brands of cane mills were manufactured (See Index
).
A similar cane mill was manufactured in Valdosta
, which is about 10 miles southeast of Morven. I had been told that
a foundry in Morven also made cane mills, and I had been on the lookout for
a couple of years but with no luck. It was therefore a great pleasure
to find one (Right, and below) although it had been relegated to a junk heap.
The inscription, which one can partially make out in one of the photos, reads
“Morven Fdy. & Mach.” and elsewhere, Morven , GA, is indicated
as the city of origin. One notes that this mill is similar to the other open two-roller mills mentioned above.  The elderly owner of the mill, Mr. Marion Dukes, is like many of us-he has a lifetime of projects planned. When I visited, he was laying blocks for a spillway while he discussed plans of making syrup. |
 Cessna Hunt Club occupies a plantation house that was constructed in 1837 on a stagecoach line (Left). Although I know it is all too easy to gloss over the harsh realities of life on the frontier, it is nevertheless fun and harmless to take a flight of fancy, and the magnolia-lined avenue (Right) makes it easy, too.  |
For the sake of readers
who have not benefited from a South-Georgia upbringing, it might pay to make
a comment about the word plantation. For many, GWTW’s Tara or the like
inspires the image evoked by this word. Indeed, these vast agribusinesses
with their peculiar society that brandished pride and distorted chivalry
did punctuate the South from colonial times in the east, exemplified by Jefferson’s
Monticello, to ante bellum days in the west, exemplified by H.B. Stowe’s
dreaded sugar cane plantations. I am pleased to recommend the family letters
of the venerable Reverend Charles Colcock Jones to anyone who seeks a personal
and even endearing view of this institution. Later, wealthy industrialists
from the North bought large tracts of land in areas of the South such as
Thomasville, GA, and they were and are called plantations. The main
commodities they produced were opulence and sport, rarely row crops.
But in the context of the times mentioned, the early 19th century, a plantation
merely meant a farm, or even a single field. Thus, Bartram, the
first English-speaking naturalist to come into the Deep South, referred to
the single communal plantation of an Indian village, and to a farm on which
a “mansion-house . . . overlooks . . . extensive and well cultivated
plantations of Indian corn, rice, wheat, oats, indigo, . . . [sweet potato].”
(Bartram also described a field of sugar cane, of interest, but not particularly
relevant here.) In addition to the caution against applying the present
connotation of the word plantation to descriptions of that era, I wish to
note that large southern areas had few or no Hollywood-style plantations.
That was the case in the southern part of Tallahassee’s Leon County, the
plantation of Prince Murat (Napolean’s nephew) being an exception.
It was also true in Berrien County, GA, where the families of three of my
grandparents were established by 1850. But, I digress . . . . |
 The large two-roller mill must have been the center of a sizeable syrup operation sometime in the past. James and Becky Robinson are shown on the feed side of mill (Left) and give perspective to the 18-inch rollers, which are seen better from the discharge side (Left below). Although I climbed all over this mill, I found no inscriptions that might reveal its origins.  |
 Mr. Walter Lewis, Jr., is a, well, . . . er, . . . collector. To make this point, I had acres to choose from, but decided simply to photograph a WWII landing craft next to the mill (Left). It didn’t hurt that a large stationary engine and pump were piled into the craft!  The nameplate of a very large mill, a Blymyer Eureka # 4 is shown first (Left) and several other photographs (Below) show different views of the mill, some of its parts being on the ground. James’ head provides perspective for the size of this mill. |
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