Every week brings new information
about the early times in Onega. A couple of weeks ago, during the
Cherokee monthly meeting, about seven Cherokees came in a little late.
They took applications to become tribe members of the Texas tribe.
These newcomers were related to me and I haven’t seen
them in more than fifty years. They are nine generations from my
Great-great-grandmother Blackeye. We had so much to talk about. They
have a large photo collection from the Onega period. They have family
generations that just simply require a lot of time to look at as some
of the information requires date comparisons and facts of history.
Leon Melton, is another native Onegan who has been
sharing recollections with me recently. He is the oldest son of J.D.
and Sudie Melton. Leon is eighty years old this year (2002).
The J.D. Melton family lived close to the old school
ground on Springhill Road. The house that Leon and Otha D. grew up in
still stands and is just a half block on the north side of the street
east of the Post Office.
The photo this week is courtesy of Leon Melton. It has
four generations. The gentleman sitting is Leon with his daughter
Shirley and his wife Modelle. Standing behind him is his mother Sudie
Melton and her mother Lizzy Sanders.
Leon is a descendant from several generations of
people here in Aubrey. He can still recall many of the incidents that
happened in his early childhood and as he listened to his grandfathers
talk and tell about their lives and what it was like when they were
growing up.
He recalled that the Bensons lived just east of his
parents at the intersection of Springhill Road and Hwy 377. When the
new 377 was brought through during the 1960's, it chopped off part of
both families’ land.
Leon recalls about hearing his great-grandfather David
Rae tell how he took mules and fresnos and formed the spring fed lake
that later became McNatt Lake. The lake is fed by a large flowing
spring of water. The lake became a famous and important part of
Onega’s entertainment for the local natives.
The water was clear and cool and would come up out of
the top of the ground. You could make a hole in the ground with your
fingers and the water would start coming up out of the ground and
would make its way on down the branch that created a year-round water
stream.
After the Raes constructed the dam, the water became a
beautiful, clean, clear water source. It was a popular location for
everyone young and elders to meet and picnic, as well as, for church
baptismal ceremonies and fishing.
Leon Melton, said that his mother, Sudie, was born in
the Indian Nation of the Cherokees in the Indian Territory. Sudie’s
mother was Lizzy (Rae) Sanders and her father was James Sanders. Homer
Sanders was a brother to Sudie and she had a sister named Etta. Etta
was married to Herman Johnson.
Herman and Etta Johnson’s children are Dorrine, H.F.
and James Johnson. They have all lived in Aubrey or in nearby
communities.
Jim Bell was David Rae’s son-in-law, and his place was
just to the west of the Sander’s place. Leon said that Jim Bell’s
farmplace had the best quality of pure spring water. This water was an
excellent ingredient in the manufacture of the locally high quality
fermentation which was used as medication and was a necessity in
almost every direction in the lives of the Native American settlers in
Onega. It was not too much of a secret that the products were being so
abundantly produced because the people here knew each other really
well, and strangers were cautiously welcomed.
One elder native told me that when he was a young boy,
he loved to go hunting back in the wooded area about a mile or two
north of the village. On one certain day as he was walking through the
woods, he noticed an elderly man sitting on a tree stump with a rifle
laying across his knees, which he was ready to use in case of an
emergency. The hunter said that he quickly realized that he may be
entering a prohibited area, because he could smell smoke coming from a
nearby clearing. He decided that it was best for him to quietly back
out of the happy hunting grounds and never disturb the guarded
enterprise that was obviously a part of the community network.
Leon also said that the McNatts bought the farm with
the lake and spring water during the early 1930's.
Leon also told that when he was a young boy, the young
people used to say that Aubrey got its name from an old man who came
through town on a mule. And as he was pulling up to the hitching rail
at the popular saloon, the old man tied his mule up and started
walking toward the saloon. Leon says the story goes that no one knew
which one, the mule or the old man, was the happiest because when the
old man turned around upon entering the saloon, the mule threw his
ears back and yawned a loud yawn that sounded like the mule was
yelling "Aaaaaaaawww onk Braaaaaaaa. Everyone in the saloon came out,
and they all said the mule was saying Aubrey, and thus the name of the
town was established.
I really think that Leon had a good point on all of
this naming, because the Cherokees were admitting defeat on the name
of Onega, because the newly arriving settlers were not satisfied with
the name of Onega because it was an Indian name, and that would be the
best way to not give any special recognition to the name change.
The town of Aubrey had only had the name for forty or
fewer years when Leon was born to Sudie and J.D. Melton.
Now, Leon I would say that is not a very long time
especially if you consider that Jackie and I have lived in my
grandparent’s house for almost 45 years.
I have mentioned that the local tribes people were
very diplomatic and charming in establishing good relationships
because the newly arriving immigrants were calling themselves Black
Dutch, which had a good northern and union appeal to the local tribe.
They were accepted because they were after all a friendly people and
shared many ideas of the culture and the business environment – soon
one of the old Indian commandments was passed around to everyone. It
is "treat the earth and all that dwells there with respect."
I will share another commandment with you in the
future.
When Leon laughingly told how Aaaaaaaww onk Braaaa was
named, I am reminded to explain how the name of Aubrey really came
about. John Morgan a former county commissioner at the time the
courthouse on the square was built, explained in a newspaper reprint
that was published back during the 1880's in a local press that was in
existence sometime before and during the 1870's. The railroad
construction was making its way right through the middle of Onega
business district. He said that many of the townspeople both new and
old were not satisfied with the name of Onega. The Post Office
Department and the railroad company both agreed that the name should
be called Aubrey after the name was pulled out of a hat which held
three names. It has never been recorded what the other two names were.
At this time, Onega was dropped as the official name
and Aubrey was accepted.
It has been stated that Noah Edwards who had acquired
a half section to the west part of Onega had been in the process some
few years earlier when surveying his land and laying out the lots for
the original town of Aubrey before the name change, that the names be
placed in a hat and drawn out.
Mr. J.A. Wood was the commissioned railroad agent
after the name of Aubrey was drawn out and thus was appointed the
first postmaster for the town named Aubrey. The first piece of mail
was a letter that came to Judge Ben Moss who was the justice of the
peace during at this time.
The native settlers really didn’t stand a chance to
keep their old boxed board buildings that were being used at this
time, because Mr. J.A. Wood owned the other half section of land that
was east of Mr. Edwards plotted plans of the original town. It was
during this time that the old boxed frame buildings that were used for
the businesses were destroyed by fire for a second time.
I will include more photos from Leon Melton’s
collection next week with more of his family history.
The Cherokees of the northern towns district is
planning a gathering in Aubrey which will draw a large crowd of
visitors and Cherokees. This gathering was the major topic of
discussion during the last meeting, and the district chief served
everyone hamburgers and dessert. WE ARE HERE, FOR WE NEVER LEFT.