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Upson County, GA
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Upson County was created in 1824 from Crawford and Pike Counties which had been created from Monroe and Houston Counties. These counties were created from land ceded to Georgia by the Creek Indians at the Treaty of Indian Springs in 1821. Upson County was named in honor of Stephen Upson, a prominent lawyer. Thomaston was incorporated in 1825 and became the county seat of Upson County. It was named for General Jett Thomas, famous from the War of 1812.
Most of the early settlers were wealthy and cultured plantation owners from the eastern counties of Georgia and from North and Sounth Carolina. A colony came from New England to engage in textile manufacturing. The first cotton mill in Upson County was built in 1833 on Tobler Creek and was called the Franklin Factory. A total for four water powered textile mills were built before the civil war, making Upson County the center of the textile industry in Middle Georgia.
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Dear Ancestor
Author Unknown
Your tombstone stands among the rest:
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care It is too late to mourn. You did not know that I exist You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot
And come to visit you.
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