“An old building is like a show. You smell the soul of a
building. And the building tells you how to redo it.”
Cameron
Mackintosh
As
Joe and I left the Outer Banks, we said farewell to that beautiful
part of the state of North Carolina. We will miss it. We turned
north and headed towards Virginia. We made a stop in the small town
of Maple, North Carolina, which has a grand population of just over 700, to see
the old historic jail. courthouse, and Confederate monument. Maple
has been the county seat of Currituck County since 1723. The
unusual name Currituck originates from an Algonquin Indian word and
means, “Land of the wild goose”.
We
pulled off highway 168 and drove up to the courthouse which sits near
the Currituck Sound and parked our Jeep. There was no one around
since we were here on a weekend. This brick two story courthouse
was built in the 1700’s and replaced in 1840 and then later
remodeled in 1898. Today it houses the county’s governmental
administration offices.
The
Currituck County Historic Jail is one of the four oldest jails in the
state of North Carolina and sits right next door to the courthouse.
The jail was built after getting legislative permission in 1767. It
was burned down in 1808 and then later rebuilt in 1857.
This
two story rectangular 32’ x 20’ brick jail had four rooms. Two
rooms were upstairs and two were downstairs and the cells had wooden
walls. In 1907 the wooden walls were replaced with 8’ x 6’
metal cells that looked like cages. They removed them in the
1950’s.
Barbara
Snowden, a local historian is having the county research this jail
and see if they can renovate it and make it into a museum and a
tourist attraction. She states that before the Civil War the
local prisoners who stayed here, were jailed with lunatics and
runaway slaves. The only toiletries allowed in the early days was a
slop bucket. It is hard to imagine the conditions they had to live
doing that time.
The
west wall of the jail was 3.5 feet thick while the east wall was 2
feet thick. They think that the thicker side was for more dangerous
prisoners. One man, named Frazier Baker was jailed for three months
in 1889 and fined $50 for fortification and adultery.
Up
to two years ago, this historic jail served as the county board of
elections.
In
front of this historic jail is the Currituck County Confederate
Monument which is a simple pink granite sphere that has been mounted
on a copper setting with the dates 1861-1865 engraved on the side.
This monument was built to memorialize the Confederates who served
and died during the Civil War.
The
cornerstone for this monument was placed on September 18, 1912 to
coincide with an annual reunion of H. M Shaw Camp of Confederate
Veterans. They wished to make this special day; an event with
music and picnics. It wasn’t until 1923 that it was completed and
dedicated because the money ran short after they completed the base.
The original design was to add a Confederate Soldier to the top but
it ended up having a simple granite sphere put on the top instead.
Around
1923, Joseph Palmer Knapp, who was a New York publisher offered to
fund the completion of the monument. An article in the local paper
“The Elizabeth City Independent” said it was a disgrace to local
patriotism and Confederate heritage to have a northern pay for this
Confederate monument. I
wonder if that is why they didn’t continue with the idea of adding
a Confederate soldier on top.
Before
leaving, I noticed across the street was W. H. Snowden General
Mercantile Store. It was not open and not sure it still is still
open but I would love to know the story behind this store. I wish I
could have gone in and explored. It appears the Snowden Family were
very important people in this town. I saw where a Snowden served
during the Civil War, roads named after them, as well as a cemetery
in their name. If the museum gets approved for the Old Jail then
people would know more of the history of this family and these
historic buildings.
We
had a nice stop here in the quaint area with but just a couple things
to see. North Carolina is a gorgeous state and I’m glad we had
time to spend just wandering around. Till next time. Bye for now.
“Stone
walls do not a prison make,
Nor
iron bars a cage,
Minds
innocent and quiet take;
If
I have freedom in my love
And
in my soul am free,
Angels
alone, that soar above,
Enjoy
such liberty.
Richard
Lovelace
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