Excerpt 3 - Nodoroc is Hell:
From “The Early History of Jackson County, Georgia”, the writings of the Late Gustavus James Nash Wilson, embracing some of the Early History of Jackson County, Edited and Published by William Ellis White, 1914
“Abe Trent ….. was anxious for an interview with Umausauga in regard to the meaning of the strange word, NODOROC; and feeling sure that his friend had more influence over the Indian than any one else, he desired to transfer the interview to Mr. Strong. The friendship between the two was strong indeed. They addressed each other as “father” and “son,” and because of these cordial relations Mr. Strong did not hesitate to comply with his friend's request to conduct the interview. Accordingly after the dance was over Josiah and Abe shouldered their rifles and crossing the river at the shoals, the former remained there to fish, apparently, and the latter proceeded on his mission. He found Umausauga smoking a corn-cob pipe of which he had become very fond, and seemed to be in excellent humor. “Father,” asked Mr. Strong, after using some preliminaries, “would it be wrong for you to tell me what Nodoroc means?”
The Indian appeared to be surprised and a little disconcerted; but after thinking a little, asked:
“That what for you want to know?”
Mr. Strong proceeded to tell him the suspicious way in which Talitchlechee had used the word by evidently connecting it with Beadland, and then added:
“Father, when you went around the land with us you showed so many signs of uneasiness that we have never been able to understand. Only a very few natives live on it, and the appearance of Snodon shows that it is in a forsaken country. They seldom pass through it, and seem to be actually afraid of the place. And now, as you well know, that the presence of the white man in this part of the country is beginning to give some dissatisfaction, and inasmuch as you and your brother, Etohautee, together with his son, Tata, are already classed with the white people, we must know everything that is going on around us. We have full confidence in the three mentioned, and in the Modin family also, and when any of you want help come to us for it at once. Now, father, what do you have to say?”
“Yes,” said the Indian after a long and thoughtful pause, “Talitchlechee fool. He knows Nodoroc nothing has to do with white man. Nodoroc in Beadland is, Umausauga to sell it wanted. White man 'fraid of it not. Indian is – scare him to death. Few have seen it ever. 'Fraid to go. To sell it that is why. Devil there lives. It hell is – Great Spirit not there.”
“Please,” said Mr. Strong mildly, “talk like Banna and I have taught you to speak, and tell me why you use the words devil and hell when speaking of Nodoroc?”
“Oh, Yes, Yes! I forgot! I'll leave off the old Umausauga and come back to the new man that you and Banna and the grace of God made out of the old one and tell you all important movements of the enemy as they occur, and, of the secret which Indians believe lies hidden in Nodoroc. It is kept a secret only because of the mystery connected with the horrid place.
“As I have already said, Nodoroc is hell, and the Wog that passed through Snodon not long ago, is the devil and makes his headquarters there, where no one who gets in ever gets out.”
“The Great Scott!” exclaimed Strong excitedly. “I am all anxiety to see the place, and instead of being sorry that it is in Beadland I am glad of it. And now that I know Nodoroc belongs to me and my friends, we will go and see the place very soon. I am sure that all will be glad for you to go with us, show us the way to go, and give us such information as we may need. Will you kindly do so?”
“Yes! Yes! Now that I am not an Indian because I have placed myself on the side of the white man and of the white man's God, and for these reasons have felt myself at liberty to give away a secret in regard to his place of torment, I therefore consent to go. Will Banna go with us?”
“The see that she does not go near the horrid, boiling, bubbling smoking place. It burns! It burns!”
No man was ever more mystified than Josiah Strong was by Umausauga's description of Nodoroc. He could not even venture to dispute the Indian's word; yet almost every feature described as so unlike anything he had ever heard of before, that he was lost in wonder and amazement.