1. GEORGE TURNER MAPHIS b. November 14, 1883; d. May 6, 1964
   
2. VALAUNTA ELIZABETH MAPHIS b. July 15, 1885;d. November 10, 1947
   
3. EULA HISEY MAPHIS b. September 30, 1887; d. August 15, 1974
   
4. OTELIA BOWEN MAPHIS b. June 23, 1890; d. December 23, 1971
   
5. WILLIAM HENRY MAPHIS, b. January 21 1893; d. September 9, 1966
   
6. LADSIE LELIA MAPHIS, b.September 9, 1897; d. January 5, 1999
   
   
   From family notes and news article dated Gore, Virginia, 1925
   The family owned LOCKHART'S TAVERN (1)where General Lockhart met his death. From this Inn, General Lockhart departed to the War of 1812. And here during the Civil War, General Robert Lockhart met his tragic death. Called home by the illness of his son, Zachary T. Lockhart, General Lockhart hid in his ice house to elude Union Scouts. Here he was discovered and shot. His son died the same day and are interred in a single grave on the farm.
   
   Update: This newspaper article tends to lend the idea that Robert V. Lockhart was the General, when in fact, the General was his father, Josiah Lockhart. It is true that Robert Lockhart met a tragic death as stated below. Notes from A HISTORY OF UPPER BACK CREEK VALLEY Vol. 1, by Ralph L. Triplett, Esq.
   "The breeze is still blowing, my friend. The vapor from the
   creek is slowly lifting and disappearing northward. Daylight
   hasn't broken the night yet, but soon will be. A whippoorwill
   just back of Mrs. (Sidney Sophia) Gore's Valley home is giving
   it's clarion call, for migration time is here. Other whippoorills
   afar can be heard; one north of the Valley home is sitting somewhere
   in the vineyard of Robert Volney Lockhart which is on the hillside
   a hundred yards or so north of the Inn. The Inn is on the north
   side of the road at the foot of a hill, and is situated with a yard
   fence or place to hitch horses by the side of the road.
   Just back of the Inn sits the icehouse which is cut deeply
   into the side of the hill, and with a large room above the cave-like
   room kept for ice storage. Just northeast of the Inn is the family house
   where the Lockharts lived. Dawn is breaking yet everyone is seemingly
   taking that last nap before arising for the day's activities.
   
   In the room over the icehouse, a negro sits in a chair with an old musket. In the back on the bed lies his master, Robert Volney Lockhart, an old man, ill with the ususal infirmities of old age. This and the past year have been war years. Robert Lockhart had given what he could to the Confederacy, and this the Union soldiers knew. They had been previously searching for Mr. Lockhart, however, he had so far been able to keep out of their clutches. Two or three persons of the area tipped off the Union soldiers as to where he usually could be found sleeping. The negro sitting in the chair with the musket was Robert's personal servant who would not leave his master as a few of the other servants had done. The whippoorwill back of the Valley Home suddenly broke off calling. Dave Muntzing, the negro, instantly became alert and began peering out the front window of the room. Not a sound could be heard, but soon the old negro saw forms to the north of the building moving stealthily surrounding it. Dave shot out the window. Immediately the building was perforated with musket balls. The door, the only relic in existence now, has six ball holes through it. Some of the shots hit the bed of Robert Volney Lockhart, mortally wounding him. ...The family awakened, soon came to within calling distance of the room, but the soldiers threatened to shoot anyone coming into the room. Louise Lockhart, a daughter in her teens, ran the hundred yards to Mrs. Gore's home and asked her to come over. Mrs. Gore hastily dressed and went over. She immediately went up to the officer in charge and, if the records are correct, gave him a lecture shaming him for allowing his men to shoot a defenseless man lying ill in bed. Mrs. Gore could do this with ease, as she had many times given her rooms to the officers of either side, and the soldiers were allowed to bivouac on the spacious lawn. Robert Volney Lockhart died late the evening of the 23rd of August 1863. He is buried either in the Old Lockhart graveyard at Gore or at his father's private graveyard on the T. E. Morrison place. Neither graveyard is kept up. There is only one marked grave at Gore, and that is Robert Volney's grandfather, MAJOR ROBERT LOCKHART. Prior to the setting up of the Gore flooring mill there were several graves with inscribed stones, but only one is there now (1967). ...Ironically, Zachary Lockhart, son of Robert Volney, was lying abed suffering with snake bite by a rattler. He was not told about his father, but sensed something was going wrong. He died the next day. Wherever the grave is no one now knows. Zachary was buried by his father's side in the same grave. For my part, I'll pick the burial spot right in the Old Lockhart graveyard at Gore. Only the one slab of Major Lockhart exists."
   
   (1)Photo, page 12, History of Upper Back Creek Valley by Ralph L. Tripplett. ("I wish it understood that the drawing of the Old Inn is not intended to be a work of art. It is intended to show the shape and general location at the foot of the long sloping hill.")
   (2)Photo, page 79, Historic Homes of Northern Virginia and the Eastern Panhandle of West Virginia by John W. Wayland; The McClue Company, Inc.; Staunton, VA., 1937.
   (On August 1, 1936, Mr. Richard E. Griffith pointed to a little house perched against the hillside at Gore and said the the author: "That is General Lockhart's house". A photograph of the said house, made on the instant, is shown above. It is probably the only building now surviving of the Lockhart home and Tavern.")
   

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