Tuesday, September 24, 2013

SC Women of the Revolution:
Elizabeth Hutchison Jackson

It is said that Andrew Jackson 
looked like his mother.
        Like many South Carolina women of her time, Elizabeth Hutchison Jackson, mother of President Andrew Jackson, lived a life of promise marred by war, hardships, and tragedy. Like a quintessential backcountry woman, she met the challenges head on. Her contemporaries knew her as a woman of great courage, high purpose, and enormous inner strength. Her actions showed her to be strong-willed, pious, resourceful, resilient, and compassionate. She was described as a “fresh-looking, fair-haired, very conversive old Irish lady, at dreadful enmity with the Indians!”
        Her children were ages two and six months when she and her husband, who were Presbyterians, fled from Ireland to Waxhaw, SC, to escape religious persecution and tariffs from the ruling Anglicans. When she was six-months pregnant with Andrew, her 27-year-old husband died, and she sought refuge nearby with her sister Jane’s family. On March 15, 1767, she gave birth to Andrew, naming him in honor of her deceased husband.
        In the role of poor relation, Elizabeth cared for her invalid sister and worked as a housekeeper for the Crawford’s for a decade. She was said to be a very cordial, industrious woman who could spin flax beautifully, “the best and finest ever seen.”
Elizabeth was known for her excellent weaving.
Here family grew flax, which she wove into fine linen.
        She taught her boys to read and write and, on long winter nights, shared rousing stories of Ireland, its battle for freedom, and of their grandfather Hugh’s exploits in battle and of the oppression by the nobility of the laboring poor, inspiring in her sons a sense of courage, pride, and independence.
        Elizabeth was 36 when the founding fathers signed the Declaration of Independence. Her oldest son, Hugh, died fighting for the patriots.
        Soon after the British captured Charleston in 1780, British soldiers and Tories looted the countryside. Lt. Colonel Banastre Tarleton’s men razed much of the Waxhaw settlement, surprising a force of several hundred American patriots, killing more than a hundred, massacring the wounded, and mutilating the bodies. About 150 wounded made their way to the Waxhaw Presbyterian church where residents, including Elizabeth, tended their wounds.
        At age 13 and 15 respectively, Andrew and his brother, joined the patriots, but were captured after the defeat at the Battle of Camden, SC. Prisoners, they both contracted smallpox. After walking 40 miles from Waxhaw to Camden, Elizabeth arranged for their exchange. Despite her efforts, Robert died two days after arriving home.
After the Battle of Camden, Andrew had a run in with
a British officer who slashed Andrew's face with a sword.
        As soon as Andrew regained his health, Elizabeth received word that two of her nephews were imprisoned in a “hellish” British prison ship in Charleston, SC. She travelled the 170 miles, and cared for the sick aboard the ship until she contracted cholera and died.
        On November 2, 1781, Elizabeth was laid to rest wearing a dress of her caregiver Mrs. Barton, and in a casket constructed by Mr. Barton, in a simple unmarked grave about one mile from what was then called Governor’s Gate, near the forks of Meeting and Kingstree Roads. The exact site of her grave is unknown.
        Elizabeth’s legacy to her son was far greater than the meager personal effects she left behind. Before leaving for Charleston, she gave her 14-year-old son, Andrew, the following parting gift:
        Andrew, if I should not see you again, I wish you to remember and treasure up some things I have already said to you. In this world you will have to make your own way. To do that you must have friends. You can make friends by being honest and you can keep them by being steadfast. You must keep in mind that friends worth having will, in the long run, expect as much from you as they give to you.
        To forget an obligation or be ungrateful for a kindness is a base crime, not merely a fault or a sin, but an actual crime. Men guilty of it sooner or later must suffer the penalty. In personal conduct be always polite but never obsequious. None will respect you more than you respect yourself.
        Avoid quarrels as long as you can without yielding to imposition. But sustain your manhood always. Never bring a suit in law for assault and battery or for defamation. The law affords no remedy for such outrages that can satisfy the feelings of a true man. Never wound the feelings of others.
        Never brook wanton outrage upon your own feelings. If you ever have to vindicate your feelings or defend your honor, do it calmly. If angry at first, wait till your wrath cools before you proceed.


Through the efforts of Mrs. Fred C. Lawrence, regent of the Catawba Chapter, Daughters of the American Revolution, in 1949 a market was placed to Mrs. Jackson in the Old Waxhaw Presbyterian Cemetery.

12 comments:

  1. What an interesting post! Elizabeth Jackson was a remarkable woman. I so appreciate the words she left with her son before she died. Her strength, character, and love apparently shone through in everthing she did and to everyone she met.

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    1. She was a remarkable woman, Melanie. The more I learn about her, the more I admire her. God gave her a selfless, caring spirit. What a legacy.

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  2. Thank you for this interesting post. What an amazing woman. I can't imagine having to leave my 14 year old son to face the world alone.

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    1. I think Andrew grew up really fast and was a mature 14 year old. He had already fought in the Battle of Camden, SC, when he turned 14. Still, as you say, it must have been difficult for her to leave him.

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  3. Thank you for sharing this fascinating history. Elizabeth Jackson was certainly an extraordinary woman!

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    1. She is the kind of person I'd love to have for a friend.

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  4. Thanks for sharing about this mother. More mothers should be honored like this!

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    1. It astonished me that, though she was the mother of a president, no one really knows exactly where she was buried. President Jackson tried to find the gravesite, but was never able to.

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  5. Enjoyed your post, so much - Susan! I knew nothing about Elizabeth Jackson - an incredible woman! Thanks!

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    1. I've come across the stories of many SC backcountry women who contributed to the Revolutionary War -- courageous, talented women caught up in the extraordinary times. Their stories are fascinating. It's sad that I didn't learn about them in my history classes in school. We heard mostly about the men. I'm doing my best to honor those women in my blog posts and in my novels.

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  6. I am hunting for info on Mrs. Jackson. Where did you get this info as I don't know if I can use your blog as a source. Thanks B hanafin

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    1. So very sorry that I'm just now seeing this request. If you email me through my website, I will give you a list of resources that I used for this post. www.susanfcraft.com

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