|Birth: ||Aug. 9, 1861|
|Death: ||Sep. 24, 1928|
EDWIN LAFAYETTE FLETCHER 1861-1928
Edwin Lafayette Fletcher was born August 1861 in Echols Co., GA, the son of John Wesley Fletcher and Susan Elizabeth Dasher, who was the daughter of Edwin Dasher. E.L. Fletcher was only an infant when his father was killed in action in defense of his country at Boonsboro, MD, 14 Sept 1862, three days before the Battle of Antietam.
E.L. Fletcher married Mary Adeline Martin, the daughter of William Columbus Martin and Isabelle Peters. Isabelle was the daughter of John Daniel Peters and Adeline Copeland, from whom Mary Adeline Martin was given her middle name. Wm Columbus Martin, was severely wounded on 17 Sept 1862, at the Battle of Antietam, just three days after John Fletcher received his mortal wound. Wm C. Martin became Clerk of Cat Creek Primitive Baptist Church where the Fletchers attended. His sister married in to the Dasher family.
Children of EDWIN FLETCHER and MARY MARTIN are:
i. VICTOR VASCO FLETCHER, b. 1882, Georgia.
ii. BEULA MAY FLETCHER, b. May 1885, Georgia.
iii. EDWIN LAFAYETTE FLETCHER, JR., b. 1887, Georgia.
iv. SUSAN I. FLETCHER, b. February 1890, Georgia.
v. INA FLETCHER, b. 1894; d. 1894; m. EARL GROSS
WILDER; b. August 28, 1893.
vi. WILLIAM COLUMBUS FLETCHER, b. 1895, d. 1898.
vii. ELAZIA FLETCHER, b. July 1898, Georgia.
viii. MATTIE I. FLETCHER, b. 1900.
ix. CARRIE FLETCHER, b. 1903.
x. AGNES FLETCHER, b. 1906.
The Fletcher family were pioneers in Lowndes and Berrien Co., GA. Another branch of the Fletcher family went to down to Florida where they became large plantation owners and leading politicians of their era.
The father, John Wesley Fletcher, was born 3 April 1826 in Telfair Co., GA, the son of Zachariah Fletcher and Mary Melvina Lofton and grandson of the Revolutionary War patriot, John Fletcher, R.S., born ca 1765 in Marion District, South Carolina. Mary Adeline Martin's family was also from Marion District, South Carolina where her ancestor, Matthew Martin, R.S. served in the Revolutionary War under Gen. Francis Marion, the elusive "Swamp Fox" upon whose character the movie "The Patriot" is loosely based. Matthew Martin's father, Moses Martin, was a soldier in the Cherokee Expedition of 1759-60 under Colonel George Gabriel Powell.
John Wesley Fletcher was born April 03, 1826 in Telfair County, Georgia, and died September 14, 1862 in Boonsboro, Maryland. He married Susan Elizabeth Dasher in 1854, daughter of Edwin A. Dasher. She was born March 10, 1835 in Effingham County Georgia, and died September 10, 1910.
John W. Fletcher enlisted in the Civil War as a Private in Co. "A" 50th Ga. Regiment, a Pierce County Regiment. He was wounded in the Battle at Boonsboro, Maryland, Sept. 14, 1862. He died shortly thereafter.
Children of JOHN WESLEY FLETCHER and SUSAN DASHER are:
i. LAURA FLETCHER, b. 1856, Lowndes County, Georgia; m. THOMAS COOK.
ii. JAMES PLEASANT FLETCHER, b. August 19, 1858, Lowndes County, Georgia; d. October 19, 1920, Green Cove Springs, Clay County, Florida.
iii. EDWIN LAFAYETTE FLETCHER, b. August 1861, Echols County, Georgia; m. MARY ADELINE MARTIN.
iv. MOLLIE FLETCHER, b. 1863; m. THOMAS CLEN, Lowndes County, Georgia.
Zabud Fletcher was the younger brother of Zachariah Fletcher. He is buried at Salem Cemetery, Havanna, Florida. The Florida Archives in Tallahassee contain a number of letters of his wife, Sarah A. Moore Fletcher to her sons Malcolm and John Fletcher, written 1862-5 when the sons were serving in the Confederate Army.
The following letter was written at the end of the Civil War from Florida, 1865, by Sarah Ann Moore Fletcher to her son, Malcolm Nicholson Fletcher, Florida Department of State - Bureau of Archives & Records Management in Collection M90-15, Fletcher, Zabud, Family Papers, 1835-1870:
"Oak Grove, Florida
April 29th 1865
My Dear Son,
According to promise I will write, though I have nothing agreeable to tell you. The news you sent me revived my drooping spirits considerable but I hear that [the Surrender was] our duty which is awful to me and you and everybody else [in the] South. Our doom is sealed. General Lee is a prisoner and nearly all his Army. We are lost without the [Army.] [The] report is true that ole Lincoln is dead. If that is so we may have some chance yet.
Our negroes will break in and steal in spite of all that I can do. They have broke into the sugar house and took one of my calf skins and nearly a barrel of syrup and a considerable amount of sugar and they got in the smokehouse and took out as much as they wanted. I think about two hundred pounds of meat.
I told Mr. Spooner they were stealing but he said that he could not help it and I told him that I would [have] Albert to look round for me. That night they broke the lock to the sugar house to get a barrel of syrup out and Mr. Spooner was gone to the Lake a fishing. When he came home I told him of it and showed him the Locke. He contended that it was not broke only worn out. I told him that I did not like to be treated in that way and that he must go and see if there was anything gone as he was the last one of the whites that had been in. We went and he saw what was done. He could not doubt his own eyes. He and Albert took up the negroes last night and whipped them some and they told all about it that they had been going in whenever they wished and they had been selling the meat and other things to the waggoners and others. Mr. Spooner is much to blame for he does not attend the business as he ought and the negroes say he is on there side. It's one thing certain, he does not care so his own work is done what becomes of us. It vexes him for me or one of the children to tell him anything they do. When I told him they had broke open the smokehouse he gave a grunt and left and did not even go and look at it. I have everything else. I tried to keep Mr. Spooner from whipping them but I could not. I think it would be best to turn them over to the law of the land if there is any law to that effect.
Miss Keene has just left me. She has been here ever since Wednesday morning. We have had a very pleasant time with the exception of the negroes scrape. I think Julia and I will finally get to the bottom of that stealing scrape though nothing has been said about it. I wish you would try and get me a lock for the house. I think that we will have a change some way soon for we cannot raise a southern army and we will have to submit. Malcolm, do not tell that you killed a Yankee for they might want to kill you for it. Goodbye my dear boys. I pray that God's love will bless and keep you from all evil and bring you home in safety .
Your affectionate mother,
Sarah A. Fletcher"
Mary Adeline Martin Fletcher (1866 - 1942)*
Cat Creek Cemetery
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