Unable to use this rare circa 1880 photo of the 1815 Davis-Duncan House for the cover of this new book, I am using it to introduce this site.
This site is a brief snapshot of my third Beaufort book, available locally at Beaufort Linen, BHA Giftshop, Maritime Museum, Scuttlebutt, Dee Gee's, and the History Place.

See the sidebar for local vendors information, links to separate pages, as well as a few images from the book.

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Thank you for your interest in my work.
- Mary Warshaw

Preface

     My first two books, Porchscapes: The Colors of Beaufort, and Historic Beaufort, North Carolina: A Unique Coastal Village Preserved, focus on the town's historic homes and families.
     This new volume is my way of preserving many years of dedicated research, in order to give the reader an authentic overview of Beaufort's fascinating history. Along with significant events, residents, and actual documents, included in this volume are rare images, maps, articles, memories, letters, and excerpts from other historians—all to offer unique insight into Beaufort's past.  . . . COMPLETE PREFACE
                                                                                                               Mary Warshaw


~ Below are a few brief excerpts from the book ~

Excerpts from "Early Settlement in the Core Sound Area"

Green's 1707 Land Patent 
with endorsement to Turner

. . .Francis and John Shackelford moved to the area from Essex County, Virginia, sometime after 1705.  . . . Both of these men settled on the west side of North River about four miles northeast of the present site of Beaufort. 

. . . On December 20, 1707, Farnifold Green obtained a patent from the Lords Proprietor for 780 acres which included the future site of Beaufort.  . . . Green remained, on his plantation north of Neuse River, near present-day Oriental.
   
    Until Farnifold Green endorsed his Core Sound patent to Robert Turner on July 18, 1713, there were no settlers on the future site of Beaufort.  . . .


Excerpt from "Beaufort Established in 1713"

Original 1713 deed for lot #4 
from Robt. Turner to Tho. Roper
   In the Province of Carolina, a town was officially established when approved by legislative action, either by the Lords Proprietors or the General Assembly, thereby granting permission for the township to be named and laid out.
    For Beaufort, this approval came in the fall of 1713. Robert Turner, then land patent owner, hired Deputy-surveyor Richard Graves to plat the 100-acre town with 106 lots for sale.  . . . Before Carteret became a precinct in 1722, deeds stated that the town laid out by ye sd surveyor on the 2nd day of October 1713 and by ye permission of ye lords proprietors intended for a township by ye name of Beaufort.  . . .

Excerpt from "Bordens, Stantons, and the Quaker Colony"

 Quaker Colony ▪ Stanton and Borden settled on Harlowe and Core creeks.
Detail from 1798 North Carolina Survey ▪ Jonathan Price

     While Beaufort was still in its infancy, Rhode Island Quakers, William Borden and Henry Stanton, settled a few miles north of Beaufort, built shipyards, as well as sawmills, and employed shipwrights from their home state.
     After a unsuccessful attempt to produce duck cloth for sails, William Borden sailed to Beaufort about 1732 and settled his family on the west side of Harlowe Creek, where he built a shipyard and sawmill. He became active in public affairs and bought a great deal of property, including land on Bogue Banks.
     The first Quaker meeting in Carteret County was organized on August 1, 1733, at the home of William Borden on Harlowe Creek. Until a meeting house could be erected, subsequent meetings were held at the home of Henry Stanton, a minister of the Society of Friends. In 1736, Quakers from Rhode Island sent "60 pounds Rhoadisland money" toward the construction of the Core Sound Meeting House.  . . .
     The Old Quaker Cemetery, behind Tuttle's Grove Church, is also known as the Core Sound Meeting Burial Ground. Many graves are marked with ballast stones, cedar stakes, or brick mounds.  . . .

Excerpt from "Washburn Seminary"

In the 1902 issue of  
The American Missionary
Principal D. B. Rowlee wrote:

    Should one traveling by the coast line desire to see this eastern section of North Carolina, he has only to leave his train on reaching Goldsboro, secure a ticket over the Atlantic and North Carolina Railroad to Morehead City, where a launch is waiting to bring to bring him to Beaufort, one of the oldest towns along the coast.  . . . Here the Freedman's Bureau early started a school that later passed under the care of the American Missionary Association.  . . . The literary work of the school is divided into four departments, primary, intermediate, grammar and normal . . .
     In the sewing department the girls have to begin by learning to hold the needle, wear a thimble and make straight seams. They then pass on from this, step by step, until in the higher grades they cut, baste and fit garments.  . . . On visiting at a home, one of the girls was found cutting and making a dress for a little sister. The mother acknowledged that she could not do it, but rejoiced that the girls were learning that which make them such helps in the home.
     For the boys, the shop is one of the important departments of the school. They are here taught the use of tools, to make drawings and then to work from them.  . . .
     Numbers of the pupils take advantage of fair days and right tides to go clamming and oystering to earn money to pay tuition, buy a pair of shoes or needed clothing. It goes without saying that this retards their progress. One old grandmother goes down on the shore, gathers oysters from the rocks, opens and sells them to pay her grand-daughter's tuition.  . . .

Excerpts from "Memories of Beaufort in the Nineties" by Thomas Holmes Carrow

. . . I am by nature a reminiscent person, and I had often thought of writing my memories of Beaufort. In the latter part of 1946, I received a letter from my nephew, Paul S. Jones, enclosing an article on the 86th anniversary of Mrs. N.W. Taylor. My reply and the commentaries suggested by the article were expanded into these memoirs.  . . .
     In the '90s, the little white house at the foot of Ann Street, in which "Miss Mary" first saw the light of day, on high tide was situated at the water's edge. Early in that decade, or perhaps a little earlier, there was erected west of the Buckman home one of the first oyster factories in the world.  . . . 
    The article on "Ma" Taylor quotes Mr. Taylor as saying that some of the streets were "cow paths" in those days. This reminds me of an institution rather peculiar to Beaufort, the two-wheel, one-horse carts, which did all the drayage business in Beaufort until some time after the end of the last century, perhaps until after the first World War.  . . . I recall wood selling for fifty cents a load (1/4 cord) and being delivered in the carts for ten cents. We rarely used the word dime, shilling was more often used.  . . .
     One thing enjoyed in the nineties was superb—sailing in small boats on a high tide right out over Bird Shoal to the Inlet. The waves were big enough to gently waft a small boat about, but not yet dangerous. The security of shallow water made it doubly enjoyable to the timid.  . . .    
     Before the breakwater was laid, you got the impression and the "feel" of the sea without its ravages. The young folks of today may not realize that at high tide in storms we had a miniature surf right on the shore in front of Beaufort.  . . .
     One of my impressive memories is of how the young ladies of Beaufort, with bustles, accentuated by corsets laced tight, would walk out in the afternoon, holding their long skirts up to avoid dragging on the ground. There was a trick in doing it gracefully.  . . .
     Beaufort was "divided" into three parts, and the marriages were for the most part, made up of couples from the respective parts.  . . . (
Carteret County News-Times 1948)

Excerpt from "Windmills"

Beach at Beaufort Harbor circa 1895 - John Stoddard, Scenic America 

      Windmills dotted the landscape of coastal North Carolina from the eighteenth century until the twentieth. Swansboro historian Tucker Littleton made a survey of the state's windmills in the 1970s and documented 155 structures.
     North Carolina windmills were of the 'post mill' type—framed rectangular sheds built atop a single post some twenty or thirty feet off the ground. The entire structure revolved on the post and was manipulated by a tail post that reached from the building to the ground some seventy feet away. A wheel attached at the ground end of the tail pole ran in a track. Thus, the mill could be positioned to catch the prevailing winds.  . . .

Excerpt from "Menhaden Boat Parkins Founders in Storm"

Parkins, from "Raising the Story of Menhaden Fishing," Itney Chadwick Collection

Major Fishing Disaster Early Friday Morning, 18 Men Lose Their Lives     
The Beaufort News, Thursday, December 24, 1942       
     
      . . . Of the seven living men closest to the tragedy of last Friday morning, six were in Potter's Emergency Hospital until the first of this week.
    Herbert Davis, brother of Capt. Dave, talked to us about the disaster. Davis says he is 36 years old and has been fishing since he was 14, yet never has he been on such seas. "Dave," he said, "kept his head. The boys were hollering, but he told them to be quiet, that the Coast Guard would pick us up." About the men still missing, Davis says he thinks they must be caught beneath the sunken purse boat, and will be found when it is raised.  . . .
    Asked to tell his version of the fatal night, Davis said, "We had a big set of fish two or three miles off Ft. Macon, and it took a right good time to get them because there were so many. We asked Captain Dawson of the Brewster to help. He came with his crew and lent a hand. They left before we got into trouble, but four of their men stayed with us. It was breezing, but not so rough when we finished, but when we got underway and started, the sea came up faster all the time. We would have made it through if she had not sprung a leak, and the pumps couldn't keep her afloat. We knew she was gone unless we could get the water out. We had men go with buckets, but we could not get it out.  . . .

Excerpt from "Gold in Blue Waters off Carteret County"

Fish Meal Company, or "Smith's"

From The Beaufort News
June 22, 1944:
     Mr. Harvey Smith is the son-manager of the Beaufort factory which is but one of nine owned and operated by Mr. J. Howard Smith of Port Monmouth, N.J., where the parent plant—the largest of its kind in the world—is located. This plant is 87 years old, but Mr. Smith has owned and operated it but 40—long enough to raise his boys in the menhaden tradition so that all of his plants are now managed by himself and his three sons.
    The Beaufort plant "under our nose" is the one of chief interest to us. It's supposed to be one of the smaller ones but at that is the largest in North Carolina and has a group of buildings covering two-and-a-half acres, the largest of which is the 100x250 foot warehouse in which tracks of the Smith spur of the Beaufort & Morehead Railroad run; the most striking of which is the lovely brick and clapboard Smith home against the background of grey factory buildings; and the best known of which is the modern dining hall which from time to time takes on a Country Club aspect when it is thrown open for dancing to visiting members of the Masonic Order, for other celebrations, or when Mrs. Smith wishes to entertain a very large group of friends for luncheon. Mr. Smith bought the plant in 1927, but it was an old plant that had been operated by the Levering Brothers of Baltimore. The Fish Meal Company, known locally as Smith's, operates from 10 to 18 boats during the season (Nov. to Feb. 1)  .  .  .

Excerpt from "Founding of Beaufort Historical Association"

     Beaufort's rebirth did not just happen. The start was modest—goals shrouded in the future. Those who experienced the rebirth saw the nebulous beginnings of change in the 1940s, following the World War II. The immediate objective of a few people, who began to awaken to Beaufort's unique heritage, was to rescue the Old Burying Ground, suffering long from neglect.  . . . Before the organized effort to restore and preserve what was interchangeably called "Ann Street Cemetery" and "Live Oak Cemetery." . . .  As early as 1947, a group of energetic citizens were chopping away at vines and briars.  . . .
    The founding date of the Beaufort Historical Association, Inc. was January 25, 1960, according to the incorporation certificate on file in the County Register of Deeds office. The incorporators were Paul S. Jones, C. Odell Merrill, W. Roy Hamilton, Grayden M. Paul, and Myrtle Duncan, who by a later marriage became Myrtle Duncan Sutton. The certificate of incorporation was filed with Thad Eure, secretary of state, Raleigh, February 4, 1960. Odell Merrill was named head of the association.  . . .
     In 1961, a contract was signed with Grayden Paul, concerning his operation of Alphonso, which he had converted into a "Museum of the Sea." . . . In December of 1963, a decision was made to mount a major fund-raising drive for the "Beaufort Restoration." . . . (Early Days by Ruth Barbour, published in Carteret News-Times in 2010)

Excerpt from "Beaufort Historic District"

From the 1974 nomination to the National Register of Historic Places:

. . . The townscape of Beaufort is a straightforward expression of its history: since the early eighteenth century Beaufort has been a small, unpretentious, and rather isolated maritime village, depending upon the sea for its livelihood from fishing, shipbuilding, shipping, resort trade, and marine research. The most striking element of the sea-oriented town is its waterfront with its impressive rows of houses, its wharves and boats.  . . . Fortunately avoiding rapid growth or decay as well as the twentieth-century temptation of quaintness, Beaufort has a picturesqueness made the more valuable by its honest simplicity. The town is a unique and important part of the history and architectural character of America's eastern seaboard.  . . .