Linda McClellan, Innkeeper
Linda McClellan is a native Arkansan and has resided in Mountain Home
for 15 years. She is an amateur genealogist, enjoying many hours of
research in state archives and libraries. She is a retired educator.
Ms. McClellan is a member of the Bed and Breakfast Association of Arkansas
and the Professional Association of Innkeepers International.
My great grandmother, Martha
Emma Turner Petty married Washington Pilgrim on January 7, 1895. This
was eight years after her first husband, James Monroe Petty, died. Old
Wash courted my great grandma and finally persuaded her to marry him
and go to the Ozarks in north Arkansas. He told her about his nice home
and all his land, so they took off to Arkansas. Emma still had 3 children
at home; Exa, Claudia, and Burley. They were about 14, 10, and 15 at
the time. My grandmother, Anna Mae Petty, had already left home by this
time.
When they arrived at his “nice”
home, she found a poor hovel. That was bad enough, but out came several
children to meet them. He had forgotten to mention some small details,
like children, as well as totally misrepresenting his entire lifestyle.
He was not at all good to my great grandmother. He even mistreated his
own children. She couldn’t farm or raise pigs or cows because
he would take the money away from her. However, she began selling some
eggs and apples and hiding the money with a plan to leave him when she
got enough money. It wouldn’t be hard to slip away from him because
he was gone so much of the time. He gambled and drank and probably ran
around. Anyway, he would stay gone for days at a time.
She lacked just a little money
having enough to leave. She sent Aunt Exa to the store with some apples
and eggs, and Aunt Exa, being just a little vain, found some pretty
clothes she could buy with the money. When she went back to grandma
she had clothes and no money, so grandma had to wait a little longer.
Finally, she saved enough money to buy a wagon and horse, packed her
things and the kids and went back to Pine, Texas.
Wash came to Pine and tried to
get her to come back to him, but she remained in Texas running her boarding
house. Divorces were almost never heard of at that time, but most everyone
was in agreement with her for leaving him.
The exact location in Arkansas
we do not know, but her children told my dad about playing in caves.
I like to think she came to this same area, and that some day I will
find more about her journey to the Ozarks. I suppose she is looking
down on me now, laughing a little at how our paths have crossed with
careers as a teacher, mother, and innkeeper as I relive a Mountain Memory.