(last updated 11 Nov 2019)
Father
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John Barnard was born in England. John had a brother
named Edward Barnard. Jane Bradley was the daughter of William Bradley. In 1744 John Barnard was granted 500 acres on Wilmington Island,
Chatham county, Georgia. It was on this land that John and Jane's children were
born and raised. In 1755 and 1756 John was granted additional acreage on
Wilmington Island. John died "Sep. 7, 1757" in Chatham county, Georgia.
Jane died in October 1794 on Wilmington Island, Chatham county, Georgia. John Barnard "came to Savannah, Georgia about 1743 in command of a Regiment called the 'Rangers' and held commission till his death." In January 1747 John became bound to William Bradley of Westminster, London, England for £500 to be paid July 20, 1747 under the penal sum of £1000. In 1748 John acted as attorney for William Bradley regarding lots in Savannah. Evidently the £500 was never paid and in 1755 in the court of Pleas in the province of Georgia William Bradley won a judgment against John for £1000 and 63 shillings. One of John's tracks of land comprising 600 acres was later seized and sold in 1760 for the non payment of the debt to William Bradley. [notes] | Records: |
Son |
Timothy Barnard was born "Nov. 3,
1745" in Chatham county, Georgia. He married a Euchee Indian
woman. Timothy died in July 1820 on his plantation in the Creek Nation, Georgia, now in Macon county. [Children according to Thomas Woodward.]
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Son | John Barnard was born "Nov. 12,
1750". He became a major in the Revolutionary War. He married Lucy Turner. John died "June 10,
1819" on Wilmington Island, Chatham county, Georgia.
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Son | William Barnard. He married Sarah ? Sarah
died Jan. 10, 1808, age 46. William "died in New York" circa
1825.
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Son | Robert Barnard was born circa 1758. | |
Dau. | Elizabeth Barnard was born 1747-57. | |
Dau. | Jane Barnard was born 1747-57. |
"Woodward's Reminiscences" 1856 (page 109):
"
Now, let us go back to family names - maybe some one will want to write
hereafter, and I will furnish them at least a few names of persons who have,
and are yet living.
Timothy Barnard, an Englishman, was
a trader and interpreter for many years. I knew him well - he had an Uchee
woman for a wife, and raised a number of children.
Jim
was his oldest son, and a cripple through life;
Billy
was the next, and married Peggy Sullivan, a daughter of Sullivan who was the
owner of the negro Bob that was said to be concerned in the murder of the
Kirkland family at Murder creek, from which the creek took its name. Bob was
the father of Caesar, who was with Gen. Dale in the canoe fight. The mother
of Caesar was old Tabby, who was stolen from a man by the name of Cook in
Georgia many years back. Billy's and Peggy's children were Davy, Tom,
Epsy, Nancy and Sukey.
Timpoochy, the third son, had an
Indian wife; he commanded the Uchees in Gen. Floyd's night fight, and was as
lion-hearted as Gen. Zachary Taylor.
Cuseene, the fourth
son, had an Indian wife, and emigrated to Arkansas;
Michy,
the fifth son, a fine soldier, got drunk one night at his camp and was
burned to death;
Buck, the youngest, was a smart half breed; he packed
horses for me while I was assisting Gen. Watson in running the line between
Georgia and Florida; he was murdered not far from Sand Fort by an Indian.
Polly,
his oldest daughter, married Joe Marshall. She was killed by a horse. The
only son she had by Marshall was John, who commanded the five Indians that
burned the last stages and killed Hammel and Lucky in Russell county, in
1836.
The next daughter was Matoya, a very pretty woman; she died
single, but was courted by Daniel McGee, of old Hartford, Ga. "
Creek Indian "Barnett" family = Barnard family.
In
1937 Thomas Barnett, aged 55, testified for the Indian Pioneer History project.
"The Barnett name was Barnard before taking on the present way of
pronunciation. Dave Barnett and Timbochee Barnett witnessed the mishap of the
shipload of Muskogee-Creek Indians that were being brought to the new country
from their old homes in Alabama and this is what Dave Barnett has told:
"
When we boarded the ship, it was at night time and it was raining, cloudy and
dark. There were dangerous waves of water. The people aboard the ship did not
want the ship to start on the journey at night but to wait until the next day.
The men in command of the ship disregarded all suggestions and said, "the ship
is going tonight."
The ship was the kind that had an upper and
lower deck. There were great stacks of boxes which contained whiskey in bottles.
The officers in charge of the ship became intoxicated and even induced some of
the Indians to drink. This created an uproar and turmoil.
Timbochee
Barnett, who was my father, and I begged the officers to stop the ship until
morning as the men in charge of the steering of the ship could not control the
ship and keep it on it's course but was causing it to go around and around.
We saw a night ship coming down the stream. We could distinguish these ships
as they had lights. Many of those on board our ship tried to tell the officers
to give the command to stay to one side so that the night ship could pass on by.
It was then that it seemed that the ship was just turned loose because it was
taking a zig-zag course in the water until it rammed right into the center of
the night boat. [This must be about the sinking of the
Monmouth carrying Creek Indians to
Oklahoma.]
Then there was the screaming of the children, men, women,
mothers and fathers when the ship began to sink. Everyone on the lower deck that
could was urged to go up on the upper deck until some of the smaller boats could
come to the rescue. The smaller boats were called by signal and they came soon
enough but the lower deck had been hit so hard it was broken in two and was
rapidly sinking and a great many of the Indians were drowned.
Some of the rescued
Indians were taken to the shore on boats, some were successful in swimming to
shore and some were drowned. The next day the survivors went along the shore of
the Mississippi river and tried to identify the dead bodies that had been washed
ashore. The dead was gathered and buried and some were lost forever in the
waters.
Timbochee, my father, at the time of the accident had a bag of
money which he had brought with him from the old country. He reported that he
had dropped it into the water. He afterwards gave this report to the officials
on the following day of the accident. The officials recovered the bag which
contained a great amount of gold and paper money. He kept the gold but he turned
the paper money over to the officials who promised to dry them for him and
return to him. This they did."
Dave Barnett was buried in old
Tuckabatchee town (tulwa) seven miles east of the present Hanna, Oklahoma."