Learning About Cashiers in Honea Path
My first impression of The Battle of Anderson in Honea Path, SC, was “what have I gotten myself into now.” First impressions are often incorrect and this was one of those times. This was a lot of fun; I learned some real stuff, sold a lot of books, made some new contacts. The weather was absolutely perfect both days. I’ve learned to never prejudge a venue; you just never know.
I might have actually broken even this time, with South Carolina low gas prices, inexpensive lunch, only drove 288 miles, hotel was only $50 a night. I might even have made a profit!
I met a wonderful horse, Dixie Chic, who is so sweet and loving,.......
A reenactor soldier asked me if I knew how my town of Cashiers had gotten its name. I said I recalled it had to do with a saw mill owned by the Cash family. He said, “No, no, that’s not it. You know who Wade Hampton is?” Yes, I do know who General Wade Hampton is and we have a golf course named for him.
“Well, before he came over there, before there was a golf course, Wade Hampton lived over here. Just yonder, in fact.” He pointed across the field. “He had this big ol’ bull. He put it out to stud, but it was so mean and ornery the cows were in danger. The folks keeping that ol’bull for Wade Hampton kept it in a fenced field, just about where the center of your town is today. That bull had its own field. Nobody’d go in there on account he was so mean. Bull’s name was Cashers. They called his field Cashers’ Field. Your town was called Cashers Field before it was called Cashiers. You didn’t know that?” Never heard that. I’m going to check this out with Jane Nardy, our local historian. It wouldn’t be the first tall tale I’ve heard at a reenactment.
It was a fun weekend, and like I said, the weather was grand. My lips are sunburned and blistered. I’ll bet there were a lot of sunburns. I saw lots of sleeveless tee shirts, strapless sun dresses and very white legs sticking out of shorts for their first peek at spring. It was breezy, comfortable low 70s, and no shade anywhere. The breeze made it so pleasant no one was aware they were burning. Thank goodness for my straw hat and long sleeves.
I talked to a man and woman on Saturday. The wife was in a wheelchair. She was interested in the books but they couldn’t buy them until payday. She didn’t come back on Sunday because she was badly sunburned. But, he came to talk to me and took my card home. Talked and talked. Two weeks later she called me on the phone. She asked if I’d sign and mail her the two books. She got her pay check and now she wanted to buy books. We visited a long while, she told me her troubles, and we prayed together. Humbly I mailed her the books. I didn't want her to pay for them, but it pleased her more to do so. See? You just never know. Keep your eyes open for opportunities. When God opens a door just walk right on in. I never know what He wants me to do on the other side of the door, but He always has something and sometimes I don’t have to wait long to discover what it is. It was my privilege to meet the good country people of Honea Path.