Story of "Fiddlin' Jim Green" from "The History of Elliott County, Kentucky 1985":
Jim Green, nicknamed "Fiddler Jim" who seemed chiefly to owe his reputation to the present generation, did not confine his fiddling entirely to the lighter and more popular types of music commonly known in the country of his day. True, he appeared with his violin on muster days, election days, every house raising, sugar camp, or log rolling to furnish music for the frolic that so often followed the more serious work of the day.
At these events the tunes were, of course, light and frivolous. "Turkey in the Straw", "Sugar Hill", etc., were tunes he was fond of playing with the accompaniment of the words: "Fifteen cents is my pocket change, a quarter is my bill. Give me ten cents more, and I'll buy you out "Sugar Hill". This was a rapid tempo, suited to the dancing or other hilarious merriment of the varied, mixed company of young people. They liked him and the carefree air that he was always able to inject into these age-old songs.
He was fond of squirrel hunting. He often went hunting in the early morning. He would start out with his rifle, dog and fiddle and be gone all day. If he took his fiddle, he brought back little game, but would be gone all day. Once when he had gone on one of his hunts, a man overheard him deep in the woods, singing in words full of passion and melancholy: "O come my love and we'll go home, O will you go with me? O come my love and we'll go home, Across the rolling sea."
Jim was a jolly fellow.....innate kindliness of spirit, and super abundance of good cheer. He would talk about lots of things and could tell a good joke. He was a farmer, but not thrifty. He never saved....."Easy come, easy go". He was always the last one to get his corn in the ground and didn't seem very anxious to cultivate his crops, so they were badly neglected. The neighbors would look at his crop, overgrown with weeds, and say, "Well, that's Jim!".
Marion White remembered one wet spring day, Jim was plowing corn which could not be seen for the weeds. He got in the row where the corn was planted and was plowing up the corn instead of the weeds. Looking over his work, he said to his mule, "Gee a little, I think!"
Alva Green said, "Fiddlin" Jim Green was the best fiddler in this country. He spent a lot of time on the river boats. He epically like to make the trip to New Orleans. Alva, a good fiddler himself, always played "Fiddlin" Jim's tunes and inherited his fiddling ability as well.
Jim's fiddle was a genuine Stradivarius. After he died, a drunk man broke it on a fence post.
James Green (1783 - 1851)
Dulcena Stallard Green (1781 - 1842)
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