Written by Edna Liggin – May 31, 1990
Published in The Gazette
Etta Elliott once recalled to us that every Sunday, rain or shine, she and her husband, Charles Elliott, hitched the mules to the wagon and went to Mt. Patrick to church. Some Sundays it was only Sunday School.
When Josephine Tabor was approaching the end of her terminal illness, her teenage son, George Holland (Pat) Tabor, took her for a ride every day in the family buggy.
Marvin Fomby, as a small boy, liked to slip off from home. It came to an end when he was caught in front of the first automobile he’d ever seen, and he thought he had to out-run it down the narrow Mt. Patrick road.
Mary Tabor Lee loved to ride horseback. She once fought off a man attacking her as she was riding. She used her horse whip. She often filled the saddlebags with books to share with Sally Porter.
Along about 1915 Laura Tabor Matthews rode a train from Chase, La. to Bernice, changing at Rayville and Ruston. When her folks failed to meet her at the Bernice depot, she walked to the nearby home of her friend, Isora Wainwright and spent the night. The Wainwright farm once joined that of the Tabors near Mt. Patrick.
A Sad Tale:
Jack Rogers and Inez Tabor who had been sweethearts for several years, traveled around Mt. Patrick one night to Henry Smith’s justice of the peace, and got married. Some called it eloping. Later, Inez died in childbirth, the next day the baby died. Not long afterwards, Jack died of illness in a World War I army camp. All three are buried in Mt. Patrick cemetery. For years the were mourned.
Heavy Traffic Near the Porter Home:
Although the late Bertha Porter Burns was born in a two-room cabin, the family soon had a new home, not far from Cornie Creek. This home, portions of it still standing today, was on a busy traffic corner, so to speak. It was on the old Homer/Farmerville road; it was between Lowery’s Ferry and Grafton’s Ferry, with nearby the road from Shiloh that led to the Shiloh Landing on the creek. Warehouses were on this spot, as much goods came up the creek by steamboat, keel boat, flat boats, and barges. So, busy traffic flowed around the Porters. For all that, Bertha Burns recalled it was sometimes weeks before they had their mail picked up at Shiloh.
Years ago Ellis Lowery would chuckle as he remembered legends of his grandfather, Daniel Lowery. It seems Ben, age 23, his wife, and two sons, came down from Arkansas by wagon to Monroe. Ben unhitched a mule from the wagon, tucked away his family somewhere, and rode up D’Arbonne and Cornie Creek until he found a spot he wanted to homestead. He then went back for his family. The place became known as Lowery’s Ferry.
How a School Teacher was Made:
The little girl, Bertha Porter, walked three miles daily to Mt. Sterling School. Later, when a school was established at the new Patrick Church, she attended this school. After two years of Bernice High School, she passed her examination at Farmerville and taught at Mt. Sterling, Salem, and Patrick. She recalled once to us that her first school teacher was Emma Tabor of Shiloh.
Another Daniel Lowery legend was once when splitting rails in Cornie bottom, he was accosted by a persistent drummer. He kept splitting rails and stacking them up, until tired of the drummer’s talk, he socked him. Daniel laughed as he told often of how the drummer took the hint and quickly departed. Daniel Lowery must no have needed what he had to sell!!!