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In the spring of 1837, Mary Selena McNairy Harding gave birth to her fifth child named William Giles Harding Jr in honor of his father. She had suffered with the births of all five of her children and her health seemed to worsen as the years past. Mary Selena died shortly after little William was Click HereContinue Reading →
Following the Civil war, General William Giles Harding had a small two-room wood framed train station built across Harding Pike from the gates to the Belle Meade Mansion. General Harding had been a proponent of the building of the railroad through Nashville since the war’s end. He believed, like many of his contemporaries, that it Click HereContinue Reading →
In the early 1890s, General William Hicks Jackson made several trips from his Belle Meade farm to New York City. Every spring, several Belle Meade yearlings were sent by train to New York to be sold. General Jackson and his grooms often accompanied the shipment. It was on one of these trips that Jackson Click HereContinue Reading →
As the staff at Belle Meade Plantation packs up Christmas decorations every January, we begin thinking about the next year’s Christmas exhibit. This year we chose to do something very different from the past few years. We decided instead of focusing our Christmas exhibit on one holiday celebration in the history of Belle Meade that Click HereContinue Reading →
In the late 1970s, a descendant of the Jackson family presented Belle Meade with carved antique gourd that was believed to have been presented to the Jackson family by a Belle Meade employee in the 1890s. The gourd was carved with images of the famed racehorse, Iroquois, several farm animals, and a heart containing the Click HereContinue Reading →
While sitting at my desk pouring over old Harding-Jackson family letters, I sometimes feel like an uninvited voyeur. These documents, written over a century ago, were only meant for cetain eyes and here I am reading over them as relics of the past.
While reading the lines of each letter, I am transported back into the Click HereContinue Reading →