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Updates as we learned about Lawson's journey and times -- and reports from the trail as we progressed along it. Plus tales of the process of publishing the result.

The Lawsonian

3/4/2016

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Okay, meet Val Green. 

​I have mentioned Val Green like a million times, and I'm always promising to eventually give you the whole Val Green story, and today's the day.
In the photo at right you see me, in the stupid hat, taking notes while Val, in the normal hat, tells me things about John Lawson. Beneath Val's hand are a map and one of his Lawson scrapbooks, which he's made over the course of decades as he figured out the exact path of Lawson's route.

Yes -- the exact path. Yes, decades.

​Here's the story. Val is a sewer engineer, and he lives in South Carolina. I met him because in my early days of research about Lawson I found a story from the Charlotte Observer in 2001 that mentioned his interest in Lawson and his pursuit of Lawson's path, at that time generally sketched but not completely known. So I poked around until I found him, and my understanding of Lawson would never be the same.

In 1970, Val's (then-)wife gave him a copy of A New Voyage to Carolina as a gift, and he made his way through it, enjoying as he went. Two weeks into the voyage, Lawson describes being awakened: 

When we were all asleep, in the Beginning of the Night, we were awaken'd with the dismall'st and most hideous Noise that ever pierc'd my Ears: This sudden Surprizal incapacitated us of guessing what this threatning Noise might proceed from; but our Indian Pilot (who knew these Parts very well) acquainted us, that it was customary to hear such Musick along that Swamp-side, there being endless Numbers of Panthers, Tygers, Wolves, and other Beasts of Prey, which take this Swamp for their Abode in the Day, coming in whole Droves to hunt the Deer in the Night, making this frightful Ditty 'till Day appears, then all is still as in other Places.

Val loved the sound of the place -- Tygers! Wolves! -- and thought he'd like to visit. Which brought up, of course, where might that place be? Well, at the time of the entry Lawson had been gone from Charleston a couple weeks, and according to his journal he'd been going up the Santee River for about a week. He had described the day before seeing "the most amazing Prospect I had seen since I had been in Carolina," a view from a hilltop over a swamp, looking towards far hills. Well, being from South Carolina himself, and knowing the terrain along the Santee River, Val suspected that Lawson must have been describing the top of the biggest hill in Poinsett State Park, which overlooks the Wateree River. In the distance from there you can see the Congaree, and the two join to form the Santee. Val visited the spot and it checked out. Further investigation to the south identified creeks that perfectly correlated to Lawson's descriptions of the terrain he had traveled. Val had found his spot -- and something to keep him busy the next four decades or so.
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In a lovely photo taken by my friend Rob Waters, Val Green tells me stuff and I take notes. This is pretty much our constant dynamic to this day.
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Poinsett State Park overlooks the Wateree and Congaree Rivers, which join to form the Santee.
He was hooked. As the next years -- and decades -- passed, Val spent more and more time chasing down spots that correlated with Lawson's descriptions. Many weren't terribly hard -- Lawson, guided by Indian traders and Indians, kept to well-worn Indian paths, like the famous Trading Path that runs from Georgia to Virginia, running northeast through the Piedmont from Charlotte towards Hillsborough. It got to Charlotte from the south in two parts -- the part Lawson followed came up from Camden, and another fork came from somewhat further west, towards what is now Augusta, Georgia. 
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This is an image from Val's scrapbook of decades' worth of Lawson research. Here he found on a property record a path, with the line, "Large swamp navigated by Lawson." Val shared this research with me freely. His contribution to this undertaking has been incalculable.
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Val takes pictures of places and correlates them with Lawson's narrative.
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If you can get there, Val's been there.
Picture"The Routes of the Spaniards in 16th-Century Carolina: A Historical Narrative."
me, though, required serious investigation. Val has pawed through colonial papers, gone up to his armpits in plats, deeds, maps, and property records. He's worn out many DeLorme Atlas & Gazetteers of South and North Carolina as he has traced, retraced, and improved his route. He has scrapbooks filled with maps, photographs, deeds, plats, and drawings. And by the end of his work, Val had understood, pretty much exactly, where Lawson had gone, though like any good researcher he's always willing to reconsider in the light of further evidence. Over the course of my journey Val visited me on the trail at least a half-dozen times, more than once taking me by the hand and guiding me. I make no exaggeration when I say that without Val I simply would not have been able to undertake this project.

And then Val moved on. Lawson led him to the Spaniards -- Hernando de Soto and Juan Pardo -- who wandered the same area a century-and-a-half before. In some cases the Spaniards used the same paths Lawson eventually used, and Lawson's trail is what led Val to the Spaniards. ​

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You scarcely need me to tell you that once Val gets on the case he stays there, so it's no surprise that the most current volume of South Carolina Antiquities (Vol. 47, 2015), which just came out, includes a piece by Val: "The Routes of the Spaniards in ​16th-Century Carolina: A Historical Narrative." I have seen successful Ph.D. theses that were less carefully researched.​

I hear from Val right much still, and he came to meet me when my boys and I paddled into Bath at the end of my retracing of Lawson's journey. Now that I'm at work on the book of this undertaking, I'm sure I'll be reaching out to Val for more help and more background and more facts -- and I'll tell you about some of that. For the moment, though, just take a minute to appreciate Val. Val knows more about Lawson and Lawson's journey than any person alive.

I am grateful to all the people who have helped me understand 
Lawson, his times, his journey, and his surroundings. ​But however you shake out the list of the Lawsonians -- I include Vince Bellis of ECU; Tom Earnhardt of Exploring North Carolina; Tom Magnuson, of the Trading Path Association; Dale Loberger, of more things than you can shake a stick at; and Wayne Hardee of the Grifton Museum, among others -- Val Green is its leader.

Anyhow, now you know.
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