Old Scotland Presbyterian Church |
A sign on the front wall of the church indicates that the
church was founded in 1823. Sources say that the church’s original name was
Euphronia and that it was originally located somewhere else along the old road
between Camden and Monroeville. Around 1835, the church moved to its present
site on the Old Scotland Road.
As I stood there on the old wooden porch, looking out across
the nearby graveyard, I thought about the Spanish explorer, Hernando DeSoto.
While I’ve never seen it with my own eyes, I’ve been told that at one time,
there was a stone block at the church that said, “Built on the route of
DeSoto.” DeSoto did travel through what is now Alabama in 1540, but his exact
route is widely debated.
I’ve also heard tales about how the Old Scotland community
traces its roots back to an old Army scout named McCorvey. Supposedly when
Andrew Jackson moved through Alabama during the War of 1812, McCorvey signed on
as a scout. Jackson’s army eventually traveled through what is now Old Scotland,
and McCorvey liked the looks of the area so much that he vowed to return after
the war.
Fulfilling is promise, McCorvey later returned, but he
didn’t come alone. He brought his family and friends, and some in the pioneer
group said that the area reminded them of their old homes in Scotland. The
rest, as they say, is history.
As the years moved on, the community grew in size and at one
time had its own school and stores. Old Scotland at one time even had enough
people to support its own post office from 1898 and 1915. Some say that the
rise of modern industry and the railroad led to the community’s decline.
If you ever get the chance to visit the church at Old
Scotland, take a few minutes to walk around the graveyard. I’d estimate that
there are about 150 graves there, and some of them are very unique. The oldest
marked grave that I saw there belongs to a Sarah McMillan, who was about 10
years old when she died in 1844.
And, while I don’t know if there’s any truth to it, I’ve
also been told that outside the graveyard’s fence, if you know where to look,
you’ll find a dim trail that leads off into the woods. If you follow this hidden
trail, it will take you to a solitary grave where someone was inexplicably
buried well away from the graveyard. Like the church’s storied “DeSoto stone,”
I have never personally seen this trail or grave, but that is not to say that there
isn’t some nugget of truth to the story.
In the end, let me hear from you if you know anything more
about the history of the Old Scotland community. I’m especially interested in
any old ghost stories, local legends or Indian lore from this part of the
county. If you know of anything along these lines, please let me know.
(Got a comment or question? E-mail Lee Peacock at
leepeacock2002@hotmail.com.)
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