Pendleton Pullen, born m 1828, son of James and

Pendleton Pullen, born m 1828, son of James and Charlotte Jenkins Pullen, was great-great-greatgrandfather of this writer. He had married his cousin, Emily E. Hill, in 1849. Pen died in 1910 and Emily in 1911. They had both been badly beaten by a son just a few months before their deaths. In a drunken fit of rage old Uncle Will Pullen had broken his mother’s arm and “fractured his father’s skull.” As Uncle John P. Pullen (another of Pen and Emily’s sons) put in when conversing with Mr. Abram Beahm, “I guess you heard that Will broke mother’s arm and played hell with pap.”

Our party “messed” around here for about half an hour, estimating the size of the house from the distance of the heaps of chimney stones, locating the beautifully walled spring, and taking photos.

We continued on toward Old Hollow or down Butterwood Branch with cousin Annie way out in front. It was not too distant from the Cross Roads that the trail again forked. Consulting our map, it appeared houses had been located a little further in both directions. Three of us went down the left hand fork, and sure enough found the seats of two or three houses. The one must impressive was once that of Joseph Huffman. Here again was a walled spring some sort of round cement thing in the ground which I claimed to be a fish pond, and many steps of cement. One set of steps, nine in all, was taller than my head.

We went back up to the place (at the fork) where Annie and Elna awaited us. Here we took a break, had some food and drink, and discussed our discoveries.

Starting off once more and staying with the right hand fork. Cousin Annie had been gone for a few. minutes so we began calling her. She came back and said she thought this road went to Oventop, that she’d followed it until it had disappeared. Consulting our map we decided she