^ /T Q APPALACHIAN ENIGMA by Richard Relham Bob sat before a cheerful wood fire in his get-away cabin and surveyed his two companions contentedly. The three of them had come up from the city for a relaxing week-end and their congeniality was anchored in years of friendship. Bob himself was a professor of American history at State University; Kent, who came originally from central Ohio, taught psychology in the same university; and Greg was a surgeon of New England origins, educated in New York, and now engaged in a lucrative practice in the university city. He lived next door to Bob and they saw each other almost daily. The cabin in which they sat was secluded in one of the remoter areas of the Cumberlands. Kent asked the question. "Didn't this land belong to your ancestors?" "Right," replied Bob. "I inherited this portion of it from my father and built this cabin as a retreat. It sits on almost the same spot as the log cabin of the original Lester." "Your family came in with the original pioneers?" asked Greg. "He was probably in the first or second wave of settlers," Bob answered. "We don't know much about the first Robert except that he came from Virginia some time in the last half of the eighteenth century. The chances are he was a tenant on some Virginia farm or a younger son in a large family and he came west looking for land of his own." "I suppose most of the early settlers in these parts came from Virginia since it 50 was a part of that state in earlier times," commented Greg. "Yes, most of the original settlers in Appalachia came from Virginia and the Carolinas and crossed the Appalachians on their way west. Some were driven by wanderlust and the lure of adventure, but more of them were seeking farming land. Some had lived on their farms back home till the land was worn out and they were forced to seek richer pastures to the west. Often it was a case of one son staying on the home farm with the parents while the others moved west to find new lands. Some may have been new immigrants from Europe who found Tidewater and Piedmont filled up and sought lands on the frontier. "I wonder why your ancestor didn't continue on to the bluegrass region further west where the land was much better," speculated Kent. "My ancestors crossed the Appalachians, too, but they moved on to the richer farming land in Ohio." Bob shook the ashes from his pipe and tapped it on an andiron before refilling it. Then he smiled at Kent and asked, "Have you heard of the broken wagon wheel theory?" Kent shook his head and Bob continued. "Many people have wondered why anyone chose to settle in the Appalachians. All explanations are speculative, but several have the ring of truth. Among the funniest is the broken wagon wheel hypothesis which includes the whole area of disgust or discouragements with the hardships of migrating west. This theory surmises a settler with his wife, a half dozen children, and perhaps some assorted kin-folk who reached the end of their endurance. They have fought Indians, forded rivers, chopped trees out of the trail and wrestled the wagon holding their possessions up and down mountains. Finally, when they are crossing a small river a wagon wheel breaks down and seems beyond repair. The man scans the fertile bottom land along the river, the forested ridges behind it, takes another look at the crippled wagon in the middle of the ford and turns to his wife, 'Old woman,'he says, 'this looks like a good place to me. Let's set down right here.' The rest agree and after dragging the wagon to the bank each family member sets out to do one of the chores attendant on settling down. An older son goes off to the woods with his rifle to shoot some meat for supper while two others take off for a pool in the river to try their luck at fishing. The little girls begin to pick blackberries while the older...
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