See, the Meyers lived there, and there were two families of Meyer. Old Ansel
Meyer settled the area. He moved down there and built a house and a grits mill.
He and his wife never had any children of their own, but they adopted a brother
and sister, their niece and nephew, and raised them as their own. And William
Meyer, when he got married, built a house near Meyers Mill.
Our house was a little bit further down the hill from Mr. William Meyer, and his youngest daughter was my best girlfriend. We grew up together. Then, there was a Mr. Charlie Meyer, who had a house in the little village of Meyers Mill. He married twice and he and his first wife had two sons. One of them, Olan Meyer, ran the Post Office, was the post master, ran the cotton gin, and farmed in that area. The other one, Hop, farmed some and had a store in the little village. Hop and his wife had one child, and Olan and his wife (Annie Laurie Rountree Meyer) had two children--a boy and a girl. Their names were Charles and Cecil Harriet.
--Thelma Swett Ellis, 1993
My father-in-law was the first postmaster they ever had at Meyers Mill. He had
it in that old long store that burned first. He ran that store. That was
the first building that was ever put up at Meyers Mill. His name was Charlie
Meyer. He put up that building, that first one that burned. He ran the store
there and he had the Post Office.
We didn't have a Post Office at Meyers Mill then. They had to go to Hattiville
to get the mail, but that didn't last long. They ran a train through Meyers
Mill, the ACL (Atlantic Coastline Railroad) railroad, and he got the Post Office
moved into his old store. Well, he was postmaster until he was getting old and
my husband (Olan Meyer) stood the physical examination and he got the Post Office.
You see, you had to stand a government examination to get it. My husband had the
Post Office until we went out of business.
So, there were only two postmasters throughout the entire history of Meyers Mill.
At first, my father-in-law had a little section divided off in his store. He
kept it like that until my husband took over and he moved it first to the depot.
He was the depot agent and he got permission from the Railroad Company to put it
in the depot. I don't remember if he built the small building later for the Post
Office or not. I don't remember how that happened. He had that small building,
next to the big store that burned first, for the Post Office when I worked in it.
After we married, I worked in the Post Office and helped him, and they had a rural
route out from it. So, that's all I remember about that. Now, I may not have it
exactly right, but that's mostly as near as I can remember. See, I'm 94 years old
and it's been a good long time for me to remember that far back. I married in
1918 or 1919. I have forgotten which one it was.
--Annie Laurie Rountree Meyer, 1993
The news paper article to the left is an account of a bar-b-que held in Meyers Mill in July of 1934.Following the newspaper article is an account of the great fire that swept through Meyers Mill in the 1940's.
The Great Fire of Meyers Mill
There was a train that came through the town of Meyers Mill and it was
called a work train. There would be men on it and they would stop all along it
and clean up the tracks. And at Meyers Mill, there was some great big sycamore
trees, and they were shedding. There were leaves just piled up and they were
burning the things on the right-of-way, when those leaves got on fire and the
wind was blowing hard. I think it was in November, but I'm not sure of the date.
Well, some of those leaves blew up and fell on one of the old stores. It was an
old store building that wasn't being used, but it was packed with things that my
husband (Olan Meyer) was saving. He had a lot of lumber in there, and he had some
furniture in there that wasn't being used. But the leaves got on top of it and
that started the fire. My sister's (Emma Hankinson) home was on the other side
of that store, but the wind was coming the other way. It wasn't coming towards
her house, we are thankful to say.
Now, the next building, I think, was a small
building--the Post Office, and beyond that there was a building that they bought
(stored) coal to run on during the winter in the store and in the Post Office.
And then there was a big two-story building right in front of that one that had
the coal in it and some people lived upstairs, and my sister ran the store
downstairs. It was during the depression, and she had stocked up a lot of goods.
She had the store full. That wind blowing that way just went from one building
to another. There was nothing they could do. They finally sent the fire people
from Barnwell. They tried to get to the water at the pond. There was a big mill
pond back of the store, way down there, and they tried to get down there to get
water. I don't remember whether they got any or not.
The next thing after that big two-story building was a little building, a mill where they ground
corn. Just a little building. I don't remember how it was run or anything.
Then, there was a big gin house down next to the swamp back of that, and the
gin was running, of course, bales of cotton. I don't remember whether the
depot burned. There was a depot there. My husband was postmaster. I don't
know if the depot burned, but there was a big shed connecting that they put
cotton bales in when they were going to have them shipped. Those that wanted
to sell their cotton brought them up there and put them in that shed, and my
husband would bill it out where he wanted them to go and all. Glover had a
store that was vacant, but it didn't get to that. The fire didn't. They
finally got it out, but it had burned up everything in between there.
So, that was the story of the fire. Those big sycamore trees had lots of leaves
that had fallen and once they had caught on fire, there was no chance of putting
them out. That's all I remember about the fire. That old building that the
leaves fell on top of first burned up, the Post Office burned up, that building
with the coal in it burned up, and that two-story building burned. And some of
the bales of cotton burned up, but I don't remember whether the depot burned
or not. I can't remember. There was so much going on. They got a good deal
out of my sister, Ms. Hankinson's, store. Not much, but they did get some of
it out.
That building they had the coal in burned a long time and night came
and they had to have watchmen out, because the wind was still blowing and some
of the buildings and things was still burning. My house was up on a hill on
the opposite side of the railroad. It didn't go on the opposite side of the
railroad at all. The wind was coming the other way. I reckon that's all I
remember, but I reckon I don't remember everything. I don't know what year
it was, but it was sometime in the late 30s or early 40s.
--Mrs. Annie Laurie Rountree Meyer, 1993
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