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Lucinda <I>Lewallen</I> Robbins

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Lucinda Lewallen Robbins

Birth
Death
26 Mar 1913 (aged 78)
Burial
Robbins, Scott County, Tennessee, USA Add to Map
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Parents:

Joel Lewallen
Rachel Sue Taylor

Siblings:

Zacheriah David Lewallen
Vicy Ann Lewallen Lawson
Christine Lewallen Hughett
Walter A Lewallen
Clarinda Lewallen Bowling
Lucinda Lewallen Robbins

Spouse:

William Robbins

Children:

Amanda Robbins Hughett
Vicie Robbins Hughett
Horace Maynard Robbins
Joe L Robbins

Spouse:

John Hughett

Paternal Grandparents:

Anderson Grant Lewallen
Lydia Rice

Maternal Grandparents:

Isaac Taylor
Christina Miller
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Additional Information on John Hughett

When I first met him Squire Hughett was about eighty years old, but strong and vigorous and looked as if he had never had a sick day. Several years afterwards when standing on the railroad platform at Helenswood one day, I saw Squire Hughett with several men around him, and joined them. The Squire had a lump half as big as a grape on his lip on the left side of his face. The Squire's son Jasper, who was standing by, touched the lump with his finger and said, "I tell Pap that is gwine kill him some day." And sure enough it developed that it was a cancer and Jasper's prophecy came true.

Squire Hughett was one of the most prosperous men in that section of the country. His reading and writing were rather limited, but his vigor and activity were great. As was all other mountaineers, he was very familiar with the law of "possession" of land, and in the course of twenty or thirty years he had recorded numbers of deeds made to him by first one person and then another, some of whom were not even known around the country; and in due time he was able to prove that he had had possession of the land for seven years, sometimes by a little patch that had been cultivated away up the valley, sometimes by evidence that he had raised cattle on it, and sometimes otherwise. The result was that at one time 1 paid him over $150,000 for lands which he had thus acquired and on which his title had been adjudicated good. Squire knew the lines of his lands, and with a twinkle in his eye would explain to me or my representatives just how he had drawn that boundary and the other boundary, this line and that line, in the deeds which he had taken, there or other places, and always would wind up by stating that "I always look after my possessions!"

Squire Hughett's domestic situation was much involved, and in some circles might not be considered altogether conventional. A few months after the cancer killed him I was at the hotel at Knoxville one night in the winter sitting before the fire in my room after supper when there was a knock on the door immediately followed by the entrance of Squire's son Jasper and a man whom 1 had always known by the name of Robbins. After greetings and sitting around looking at the fire for a while, Robbins said, "Tell him, Jasper," who replied, "No, you tell him." Whereupon Robbins said, "Well, see it's this way, Squire Hughett, he's dead." I said yes, I had regretted to learn of the death of Squire, that I had done a great deal of business with him, that I had found him to be a fine old man, always dependable.

Robbins continued, "Yes, Squire Hughett is dead. You know he left four children, not counting his woods-colts. Jasper and his sister were children of the Squire's first wife and me and my brother are children of his second wife, who is Lucinda Robbins. After Squire's first wife died him and Lucinda got married, that is not exactly married because they couldn't get married because Lucinda's first husband was a captain in the Anny and she was getting a pension of $25 a month which she would lose if she married again, so they just couldn't get married, but they lived together the rest of her life, and me and my brother are Lucinda's children. That is why we are called Robbins. Now Squire settled up with all his woods-colts before he died, and Jasper and his sister and me and my brother are now settlin' up the estate, and what we want to know is..." and then he asked some question about how to proceed. I went into as much detail as I could with him, and there being no complications, I told him just what to do to wind up his father's affairs.

After this there was dead silence for a while whereupon Robbins heaved a sigh and said, "Well, ax him, Jasper." To which Jasper replied, "No, you ax him." And Robbins asked in the most resigned way, "What do we owe you?" I told him that I was not practicing law locally, but was merely up there representing clients who lived at a distance and I made no charge for what I had told them. With renewed life and some energy Jasper, whose chair was very close to that of his brother, nudged his brother in the ribs and then said, "Thar now, what did I tell you."

MOUNTAIN STORIES
by
Edward East Barthell
April 1933

Parents:

Joel Lewallen
Rachel Sue Taylor

Siblings:

Zacheriah David Lewallen
Vicy Ann Lewallen Lawson
Christine Lewallen Hughett
Walter A Lewallen
Clarinda Lewallen Bowling
Lucinda Lewallen Robbins

Spouse:

William Robbins

Children:

Amanda Robbins Hughett
Vicie Robbins Hughett
Horace Maynard Robbins
Joe L Robbins

Spouse:

John Hughett

Paternal Grandparents:

Anderson Grant Lewallen
Lydia Rice

Maternal Grandparents:

Isaac Taylor
Christina Miller
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Additional Information on John Hughett

When I first met him Squire Hughett was about eighty years old, but strong and vigorous and looked as if he had never had a sick day. Several years afterwards when standing on the railroad platform at Helenswood one day, I saw Squire Hughett with several men around him, and joined them. The Squire had a lump half as big as a grape on his lip on the left side of his face. The Squire's son Jasper, who was standing by, touched the lump with his finger and said, "I tell Pap that is gwine kill him some day." And sure enough it developed that it was a cancer and Jasper's prophecy came true.

Squire Hughett was one of the most prosperous men in that section of the country. His reading and writing were rather limited, but his vigor and activity were great. As was all other mountaineers, he was very familiar with the law of "possession" of land, and in the course of twenty or thirty years he had recorded numbers of deeds made to him by first one person and then another, some of whom were not even known around the country; and in due time he was able to prove that he had had possession of the land for seven years, sometimes by a little patch that had been cultivated away up the valley, sometimes by evidence that he had raised cattle on it, and sometimes otherwise. The result was that at one time 1 paid him over $150,000 for lands which he had thus acquired and on which his title had been adjudicated good. Squire knew the lines of his lands, and with a twinkle in his eye would explain to me or my representatives just how he had drawn that boundary and the other boundary, this line and that line, in the deeds which he had taken, there or other places, and always would wind up by stating that "I always look after my possessions!"

Squire Hughett's domestic situation was much involved, and in some circles might not be considered altogether conventional. A few months after the cancer killed him I was at the hotel at Knoxville one night in the winter sitting before the fire in my room after supper when there was a knock on the door immediately followed by the entrance of Squire's son Jasper and a man whom 1 had always known by the name of Robbins. After greetings and sitting around looking at the fire for a while, Robbins said, "Tell him, Jasper," who replied, "No, you tell him." Whereupon Robbins said, "Well, see it's this way, Squire Hughett, he's dead." I said yes, I had regretted to learn of the death of Squire, that I had done a great deal of business with him, that I had found him to be a fine old man, always dependable.

Robbins continued, "Yes, Squire Hughett is dead. You know he left four children, not counting his woods-colts. Jasper and his sister were children of the Squire's first wife and me and my brother are children of his second wife, who is Lucinda Robbins. After Squire's first wife died him and Lucinda got married, that is not exactly married because they couldn't get married because Lucinda's first husband was a captain in the Anny and she was getting a pension of $25 a month which she would lose if she married again, so they just couldn't get married, but they lived together the rest of her life, and me and my brother are Lucinda's children. That is why we are called Robbins. Now Squire settled up with all his woods-colts before he died, and Jasper and his sister and me and my brother are now settlin' up the estate, and what we want to know is..." and then he asked some question about how to proceed. I went into as much detail as I could with him, and there being no complications, I told him just what to do to wind up his father's affairs.

After this there was dead silence for a while whereupon Robbins heaved a sigh and said, "Well, ax him, Jasper." To which Jasper replied, "No, you ax him." And Robbins asked in the most resigned way, "What do we owe you?" I told him that I was not practicing law locally, but was merely up there representing clients who lived at a distance and I made no charge for what I had told them. With renewed life and some energy Jasper, whose chair was very close to that of his brother, nudged his brother in the ribs and then said, "Thar now, what did I tell you."

MOUNTAIN STORIES
by
Edward East Barthell
April 1933



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