The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1886-05-29

road for him. While Dewiidereu
Amusement was marked on every
countenance, he walked down the
full length Of the court room, threw
himself on the back a feet nag he
had in readiness at the door, slapping
his long spurs into its side, and, at
a terrific speed, outstr:pping all pur-
suers. dashed, headlong to his home
in Lewis county, twenty miles away.
He Immediately organized com
pany of gold hunters and started
for California. This company was
made up principally of relatives. one
of whom was his nephew, Ned j.
Jackson. Soon after arriving at
their destination, Cammins Jackson
was attacked with severe case of
fever which proved fatal some forty
days afterward in the month of De
cember, 1889. This last event was
told to the writer no more than q
year ago by Ned J. jackson, who
nursed his uncle during his last ILL
ness. and buried him in the wilds Of
California. Thus died Cummins
Jackson, whose wonderful influence
was felt by other men, but, which
had no effect in forming the moral,
courageous character of his more
wonderful nephew, Stonewall.
This Ned J. Jackson mentioned
above is also a man of marked indi-
viduality. He went through the
war with Stonewall, and will talk
to you hours at time about TON"
as he calls him. He is the only
first cousin, of the jackson name, of
Stonewall now alive. He Is now
quite an old man, some seventy five
or six years old, with long gray
beard and hair His step is I'M
steady, and through his overhsnging
eyebrows he looks dimly out upon
you from pair of calm blue eyes.
He Is living to day in little log
house, story and half in height,
near little town by the name OF
Jane Lew, in Lewis county, and only
three or four miles from the old Cam
Minis Jackson's mill.
This mill and the house are still
standing. The mill is constructed
, of walnut, and is situated on the
West Fork river 1t, believe, II
never used; however, the dam il
still solid, over which the watel
pours in billowy foam. 1t is ;
most delightful place to fish fol
black bass. The writer remembers
on a lazy day in last May, of fishing
there among the wheels, but hi
thoughts were more on the youn,
man who used to live there, ant
5 who afterward filed the world will
5 his fame, than the fish. 1t scenes
, sacriligious to fish in the neighbor
hood where Stonewall Jackson ha'
lived. just below the ford is dan
9 of the most beautiful ripping water
Z Only a few steps back from tn
mill stands the house. 1t is plail
, old weather beaten house of two ste
ries, with long ell the same height
Heavy green window shutters are s
$ uniformly closed that they shut on
e the daylight from the second stor,
S while below they are only opened t
Y reveal broken pane of glass her
: and there. 1t has passed into othe
y hands. A limping young man with
8 sore foot tied up in rags admitte
the writer into the hall, which run
e through the main building, when h
v asked there for match to light hi
l. cigar. The young man was yer
II talkative, and wanted to tell all b
knew about Stonewall, but the WRIT
5, declined as he had no time to tarr.
C You have only to gaze over tn.
II lovely farm land of Cummins Jacl
Ie son, with its fields and hills dresse
W in the fresh green costume of Ma
n and gaze upon the ever murmurin
1. ripping West Fork river, and fe
le the pure breath Of the mountain a
& to think that it is no wonder th'
p such a country produced such
great and grand hero as Stonews
re jackson.