brothers. And they did. But the local people found out that this was happening and
 they did not like the idea, so a group of them gathered down the road.

 Sergeant Ledbetter came down with his two soldiers and his two captives, and as they
 got down to where these other people were, a skirmish broke out. Sergeant
 Ledbetter was killed. Grandpa Jones was a small man but he was very smart. He
 did not want to get shot, so he jumped off of his horse and rolled under a corn crib.
 He managed to get his hands on a gun and he fired one shot and killed his own
 horse. [laughter] Now this was a terrible thing to have happen [to you]. Fortunately,
 the war ended very shortly thereafter. If the war had not ended, Grandpa would very
 likely have been charged with murder.

 But my great-grandfather, Captain Robert King Jones, served as the commanding
 officer of this group of ninety men that went to Tennessee. I do not know what they
 all did over there, but he came back after the war and lived very quietly until he
 died.

 Now, I have left something out about our family that I think is most interesting. My
 great-grandfather Jones did not particularly like living where he was and he was an
 adventurous type, so he loaded his family up and moved to Texas.

CJ: From [where]?

RJ: From Henderson County. They traveled by horse and wagon all the way to Texas.
 He got out there and he was absolutely dumbfounded to see all this dry land with the
 mesquite, greasewood, cactus and that sort of thing. Mexicans were out in that part
 of the country too. So he lasted a little while, and then he turned tail and went back
 up to North Carolina.

 When he got back he still thought there was something else somewhere out there for
 him. So he loaded the family up again. This time, (again by horse and wagon,) [he]
 went to Oregon. Now in this day and time, that does not sound like much. But
 anyway, [when] he got out to Oregon, [he saw that] it was also something else
 entirely different there, and he did not like that very much. So he decided to come
 back to North Carolina, but there was an awful lot of family along. Some of them
 liked it in Oregon, and stayed. Great- grandpa came back to North Carolina onto
 his farm and stayed there. But today I have relatives in two places: North Carolina
 and Oregon.

 Now, my mother's side of the family was much smaller and not anywhere near as
 interesting, I do not think. But my grandfather on my mother's side was the first
 college graduate in Henderson County. His name was Lemuel Furman Hood. He
 went to Judson College, which was a little college that started in Hendersonville.


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