HAYESVILLE, NC CENTENNIAL EXHIBIT

Hayesville, North Carolina is celebrating its centennial this year (2013).  A historical exhibit was displayed in the old Town and Country Drugstore Building.

A display of clothing made from feed sacks is included in this exhibit.

This rag doll and pillow were made from feed sack fabrics.

A child's nightgown was made from feedsacks.

It took three feed sacks to make a lady's dress, but could take more depending on the size and pattern.

An old Singer sewing machine is pictured.

A collection of thread.

Penny Rugs were made by rural American women in the 1800's.  Also called button or spool rugs, named after the template (pennies, buttons, or a spool), that were used for the size of a circle.

The Penny Rugs were not used on the floor, but on tables or other furniture.  The term "rug or rugg," was meant as coverlets for beds.  We do not know when "rug" was referred to floor covering.

Women who mde these rugs wanted to brighten their homes using scrapes of material. 

Pennies are graduated circles sewn on top of each other with the blanket stitch.  Circles weren't the only designs used.  Birds, trees, animals, stars, and flowers were used everyday.

Penny Rugs with circles were made around the end of the Civil War and more ornate Penny Rugs were made throughout the Victorian era.

In the early 1900's, textile factories emerged and Penny Rugs took a back seat to factory made items.

A pioneer kitchen.

Dr. Staton was a country doctor who practiced medicine for years in this area. He made house calls.

There was a railroad in the early 1900's in Hayesville that hauled timber and goods to the city.

A display about Hayesville High School is included in the Hayesville Centennial Exhibit.

HAYESVILLE, NC HOSTS CENTENNIAL CELEBRATION

            A cold drizzle drove citizens inside Town Hall to celebrate Hayesville, North Carolina’s centennial on March 11, 2013.

            Rev. Bob Abel, co-pastor of Hayesville Presbyterian Church, gave the invocation.

            The VFW, George Lee American Legion, Cub Scouts, Girl Scouts, and Boy Scouts posted flags.  Lee Holland sang the National Anthem.

            Kenny West, representing Congressman Mark Meadows, presented plaques to Mayor Harrell Moore.

            Folks flocked to a display of Hayesville’s history in the former Town and Country Drugstore located on Sanderson Street.  The exhibit spurred memories of our past.

            I recall my family always went to Hayesville on Saturday.  The town was lively during the 1950’s.

            Mama shopped at Tiger’s Store.  My brother, sister, and I got a soda and ice cream at Booth’s Drug Store.  Then we explored Evie Crawford’s Dime Store. 

            Daddy would visit Cutworm Phillips’ country store.  Old-timers perched on the “loafer’s bench” and spun tales in front of the People’s Store.

            Lastly, Mama took my siblings and me to the library in the old courthouse on the town square.  We checked out arm loads of books and traveled beyond the confides of the Blue Ridge Mountains through reading.

            Our town will always hold a special place in my heart.  Hayesville!

                                                                              --Brenda Kay Ledford

                                                                             Copyright, 2013.

CHORES

Home from trading eggs

at Cutworm Phillips' store,

the farm wife emptied

flour into the bin,

cut an apron from the sack.

Her husband unwrapped

a moon pie, drank an RC Cola.

The brush broom swishing,

he swept red dirt,

rows straight as arrows

across the front yard.

Like a ghost,

a white-tailed deer

appeared from the pine thickets,

nibbled Queen Pippin apples

and left tracks in the dirt.

        --Brenda Kay Ledford

This poem is from BECKONING, a poetry book by Brenda Kay Ledford published by Finishing Line Press, February, 2013.  This book is available at the Clay County Chamber of Commerce or online at:  www.finishinglinepress, or www.amazon.com.

OUR TOWN

The sun rose on Hayesville today,

shimmied across the hunting grounds

of the Cherokee at Shooting Creek,

peeked over Chunky Gal Mountain,

traipsed to Tusquittee where

the water dogs laughed,

reflected in Fires Creek,

and woke the folks of Brasstown.

One light spreading rays on

the village of Hayesville founded

one hundred years ago between

the mountains and valleys

of Clay County, North Carolina.

A new land.  Scots-Irish ancestors felled

chestnut trees, built log cabins, tilled the soil,

and reared their families in the new land.

Creeks gurgling into Hiawassee River.

Drawing water with buckets

for drinking, bathing, or washing.

The hands of pioneer women rough

as leather breeches gathering blackberries,

apples, peaches, and plums

in their flour sack aprons.

Hear:  boats roaring on Lake Chatuge,                                                                                              

bicycles crunching gravel at Jack Rabbit Campground,

horses neighing in the pasture,

or fans cheering the Yellow Jacket football team.

Hear:  a pastor preaching the gospel

in a country church, the choir singing “Amazing Grace.”

A new day.  Hayesville observing

her 100^th birthday.  Hope for the future

built on the success of our past,

the values of our people

working together to preserve our town.

                             --Brenda Kay Ledford