Category Archives: Black Churches

News went back to Caroline that I was shot and killed

“You know the feelings of the white people here in Delaware.
Are you ready to die?”

I said, None of these things move me.
I never was so inspired to speak since the day I was born.

And news went back to Caroline,
that I was shot and killed.

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I walked 16 miles home to Tuckahoe

I walked 16 miles from Easton to my father’s.

I knocked at the door and said, “Who lives here?”
Father answered by saying, “Who is that?”
I said,   “Me.”
Then mother said, “That’s Alexander”–
showing a mother never forgets her child.


Bishop Wayman at Tuscola ILThe Legacy of A.M.E Bishop A.W. Wayman
of Tuckahoe Neck, Caroline County, Maryland

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Who made you free?

Who made you free, young Alexander?
Your enslaved father?
Your freed mother?

How were you free, Alexander?
Free to sit beside the Tuckahoe,
read holy books and
toss pebbles into the water,
listen to Aunt Hester’s screams on
 the other side?

Free to walk away from the Tuckahoe and never return?
But you did return.

It’s 1821.    Here.


Bishop Wayman at Tuscola ILThe Legacy of A.M.E Bishop A.W. Wayman
of Tuckahoe Neck, Caroline County, Maryland

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There was a colored church down by the river crossing

I remember there was a colored church in the woods down by the river. If you passed by on the road that takes you over Sandy Island Bridge into Delaware, you could hear them singing on the Sabbath.  That was back in the ’70s.

"Col Ch" at the upper Choptank crossing
“Col Ch” at the upper Choptank crossing

It’s 1875.  Here.

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After these Times of Trouble, the Church went down

Reverend Jeremiah Miller was jailed in Easton.
He prophecied the Lord would shake the town that day.

After he was driven out, the church went down in that part of Maryland,
until Bishop Wayman returned and set it right.

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Deep Branch Chapel, near the place I was born

Near the place I was born,
Tuckahoe,
I dedicated Deep Branch Chapel.
Then I hastened and got off.

It’s 1874.  Here.


Bishop Wayman at Tuscola ILThe Legacy of A.M.E Bishop A.W. Wayman
of Tuckahoe Neck, Caroline County, Maryland

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Long road back to Tuckahoe

Bishop Wayman,
Do you come from Tuckahoe?
Are you a son of Francis Wayman of Caroline County?

I am.  And now tell me,
Did Charlie and Button pull your wagon all the way
from Tuckahoe to Ohio?

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His color was black

They wrote:
His color was black.

His features were strong.
His voice was commanding, deep.
His white friends in Denton
always came out
to hear him preach.
Like-wise Generals, Governors, and Presidents.
Born on the Tuckahoe, 1821
(before Fred Bailey
across the river
escaped),
Bishop Wayman died last week.

It’s 1895.  Here.


Bishop Wayman at Tuscola ILThe Legacy of A.M.E Bishop A.W. Wayman
of Tuckahoe Neck, Caroline County, Maryland

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Who made you free? — 1821

Do you still see white horses over in those dark woods? — 1830

After these Times of Trouble, the Church went down — 1830-1868

I walked 16 miles home to Tuckahoe — 1848

News went back to Caroline that I was shot and killed — 1866

Long road back to Tuckahoe  —  1870s

Deep Branch Chapel, near the place I was born — 1874

 

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“Colored Church” at the Upper Choptank River Crossing

Satellite imagery and 1875 map of Caroline County, Md., were used to locate the site of an African-American church near an upper crossing of the Choptank River.

I recently digitized a paper copy of the map of Caroline County, Maryland, which was drawn by John B. Isler in 1875.  While geo-rectifying sections of the map (stretching and warping the images to match the “ground truth”), I noticed a building marked “Col Ch” on the road east from Goldsboro, at the crossing of a branch of the upper Choptank River.

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