Cabin (Aunt Judy’s House) on the old Fort Plantation,
in which Rev. Horace Carr preached
his first sermon.
A small log house was soon erected, and the Carr family, with their scant belongings went to dwell therein.
And now the problem of making a living confronted them.
How was it to be done?
“We will work, and save, and trust in the Lord,” Uncle Horace would say.
And they did.
He made boards, bottomed chairs, did crude carpentering, and kept the ferry on Red River, at Port Royal, during the high water season, while his industrious little wife spun, wove, sold ginger cakes to the village groceries; now, and then, accompanying the stork on its grand mission of leaving rosebud baby girls, and boys in the homes of families, where she remained a week or two, with their mothers, in the capacity of a tender and experienced nurse.
There are many mature men and women in our midst today, who first opened their baby eyes under Aunt Kitty’s watch-care.
She and Uncle Horace were economical, and usually saved fifty, or seventy-five dollars, above his promised wages to Mrs. Carr.