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Maple Lawn
 home of Jones and Moore family
 near Powellsville, NC

    first page: the house  
    second page: the farm

Farm Map of Maple Lawn 

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Winter 2002
photo by Cathy Spruill

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2001 photo by Cathy Spruill

       Come right in! This is my childhood home,    Maple Lawn,  located near Powellsville,  North Carolina.  Here I grew up  surrounded by generations of family, both living and those who had passed on to their reward.  The farm has been in the family since the 1700's. The house was built at several different times.

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photo by Bob Koestler May 2001

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spring bulbs at Maple Lawn 07
photo by Cathy

     Originally when built for the overseer, there was just the room that is now the parlor and front hall downstairs and the rooms over it, with a box stairs leading to the second story. Then about 1828, James Sidney Jones III rebuilt and added the room on the other side of the hall [for his mother and himself and sisters]. When James Sidney Jones went to live in Greene County, Alabama, he sold the home place to his brother-in-law James Ward. I think it was here Anne Walton Jones made her home until her death in 1842 [rather than the old house by the cemetery.] 

     Elizabeth made her home here with her third husband Rev James Delke.   Ca 1847 Preacher Delke and Elizabeth added the breezeway and wing extending toward the back which included the long room on the second floor about 15’ by 25‘ and the steep straight flight of stairs to the second floor was made from the box stairs. The kitchen at this time was a separate building in the corner of the yard. There was a little house known as the dairy just behind the house . (This became a wonderful play-house for my generation.—my father later converted it into a barn for one of the tenants.)   

     When her daughter Anne’s fine home burned in Murfreesboro about 1866, she and her husband Maj. John W Moore moved into the home on her ancestral lands with her by then thrice widowed mother. In the 1890’s when Major Moore along with each of his siblings inherited $10,000 from his cousin Sam Westray, he built the two rooms to the west as a retreat for himself and wife—away from the uproar of his sons families. These rooms had large windows and each a large closet with a window. also included was a porch and entry for wood.

     The barn was built, and the sheds on both sides of the smoke-house were added at this time using the materials from the old house at the Jones Hole.  A grand privy was built. It was a three holer (one smaller in the middle) and was raised two feet above grade so the manure could easily be removed and spread on the fields, this necessary little house was lathed and plastered and had two two-sash window with shutters so the family could read while they sat. At that time this fancy little house was located at the end of a path through a lovely garden. (My children’s generation thought Grandma had the most wonderful play house.) The kitchen was brought closer to the house with a second section to the back porch added, plus a pantry. Arthur & Johnnie Moore raised their family here. At that time water was brought from a well about 75 feet in front of the house.

     When Raynor Moore & Ola Parker were contemplating marriage the pump was installed at the back door as condition - Ola was not about to live in any house with such an inconvenient water supply. Also the kitchen was moved into the old dining room and a cooking range installed. Later a screened porch about 10’ by 50’ was built for the children.

    In September 1952 the hurricane Hazel blew one of the huge oaks in the yard over. One branch landed on top of the back porch crushing it; another limb was over the front porch but very little damage was done there. At that time Ola drew up plans for two bath rooms, a utility room and a kitchen which were constructed on condition by Raynor that the old dining room become the dining room again.  The house was the home of my brother Arthur Cotton Moore III.  My sister, Julia Lawrence now owns the old home.


House from the fields

      The house did have a lawn of Maples which Preacher Delk cut  during the Civil War to plant a sweet potato patch in their place; so when I was young, one lone maple grew midst the   oaks of the grove.  When I was growing up, the whole  front part of the house was reserved for company: that is there was the parlor off the hall on the left as you entered the front door and the dining room was on the right and these rooms were only opened for special occasions or when company came. In fact the front door usually remained barred except when company was expected.  Also, the bedroom at the head of the steps upstairs was reserved for company. The family did its living in the "sitting room" and the kitchen and these were the only rooms heated in the winter. Company coming in the winter meant additional fires had to be built in the parlor and in the dining room if they were coming for dinner.  But we often did have company both those we were expecting and the unannounced relatives found waiting on the front porch when we returned from church on Sunday.  Mid-September when the Scuppernongs were ripe, was a favored time.

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Oct 1956 picking Scuppernongs
[that's  one of the chicken houses behind Sally]
photo by Bob Koestler

Come into the Parlor   See the family portraits  Visit with your Cousins


Thanksgiving 1970
photos by Bob Koestler

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Old kitchen
Mama's cats ca 1970
Cathy photo

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front lawn Spring 2000 at Maple Lawn      old kitchen beside office
photos by Cathy L. Spruill

Fish in the swamps    Visit the Jones Hole   Come with us to church  

 
Helen, Jane and Sally at the base of "the big oak"
photo by Margaret Stevens

 Visit the other farm buildings

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David Koestler setting out to explore Maple Lawn
photo by Lewis S Lawrence

Memories:    On the final approach to the house were TWO RED CLAY HILLS that had to be navigated. My father kept these hills in a state that was less than ideal for most drivers. It is said that these hills were a test of the metal of the would be Suitors of us girls. We recently heard that Buck, the tenant, who lived between the two hills was often approached by one or the other of our beaux to help him extract his car from the ditch as they started home for the evening. 
 I recall one Christmas Eve as Daddy drove us home from a Service at the Church, OUR car slid into the ditch despite Daddy's BEST efforts! We all had to get out of the car into the sticky red clay and walk on to the house so we could get ready for Santa Claus. The moon was full -- no clouds except for a large ring around the moon, with  three stars inside it.  "Hmmm." Daddy said while looking at the sky, "Look careful, you might see Old Santa and his sleigh." But he wasn't there yet. We knew he would probably wait until we were fast asleep to arrive. And So it was that year. 
 That was the year, about 1943, when we had decorated the tree, along with the very few surviving glass ornaments, with soap suds. [ Glycerin had been added to make the bubbles last, I recall.] This was after we had tramped for hours through our woods that cold morning searching for the perfect cedar  to be our Christmas tree. [It was not as easy as we had thought it would be to find the perfect tree THAT year, as one of our neighbors had gone through our woods and harvested most of our little cedars to sell in Ahoskie!]
 Mama would recall that at her house their tree was always a Holly with lots of red berries and decorated with lighted candles. Daddy said they did not have a tree, but that Santa filled their stockings with an Orange and nuts and bunches of raisins and some old fashioned molded candy. They both said they saw Oranges ONLY at Christmas time. 
 by Sally Moore Koestler

the Black-folks of Maple Lawn and Mooretown

02 Nov 2009

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