NATIONAL REGISTER of Historic Places: 101 Walnut Street - Five-bay I-house with center-hall plan, one-story side wing, one-story wrap-around porch. Aman moved to Swansboro from the Belgrade area of Onslow County.
Robert Murray Aman 1849-1918 was the son of Andrew Jackson Aman 1827-1897, born in Half Moon, Onslow County, to James Aman 1808-1854. Andrew Jackson Aman married Elizabeth Ellis in 1848. Robert and the Amans of Onslow County descended from early North Carolina settlers.
Amans were among the religious refugees who settled New Bern with Baron de Graffenried in 1709-1710. According to family tree information, Phillip Aman 1685-1765 was born in Zurich, Switzerland to Jacob Aman 1654-1725. Phillip died in Onslow County. His son Phillip Nathan Aman was born in 1710 in then Bath (now Craven) County, North Carolina. About 1742, Phillip Nathan Aman married Ann Shubridge of Onslow County. Their son Phillip was the father of William, the father of David Franklin Aman, an Aman of note, below, who was related to all the Onslow Amans including Robert.
Son of William Aman and Elizabeth Garrett of Onslow County, David was a minister for 67 years; retired 20 years before his death. He died at 103 from myocarditis; contributing cause senility. He was buried in the Topsail Presbyterian Church Cemetery, Hampstead, Pender County, North Carolina.
A CONFEDERATE CENTENARIAN
Confederate Veteran Magazine - September 1930, page 339:
The story of David Franklin Aman, aged 103, as compiled by Mary Heyer, Historian, Cape Fear Chapter, U.D.C., Wilmington, N.C.
The words of David Franklin Aman:
“Many years ago, after a great storm on the coast, beachcombers found a little boy among the wreckage washed ashore. One exclaimed “It’s a man!" He was cared for and called Philip Aman from that day. He was my grandfather and became a soldier in the Revolutionary War. His son William was my father; he married Elizabeth Garret, whose mother lived to be 107 years old, all of Onslow County, North Carolina.
“I was born in the same county, August 4, 1827. My father died when I was 14 years old, leaving mother with 10 children, 5 boys and 5 girls. Four boys served in the Confederate Army; two were killed, Jesse and Henry. Gerry and I got home. One was mortally wounded at Manassas, another killed after a year in prison at Point Lookout. I volunteered and enlisted April, 1861, at the age of 34, at Jacksonville, North Carolina, serving in Co. A, 35th N.C. Regiment of Infantry, the command of Major Petway and Col. James Sinclair, Ramson’s Brigade.
Taken prisoner, sent to Point Lookout....paroled at the end, without a cent, weak, and starving, barefooted, bareheaded, and in rags. In this condition, I walked home. It was a long journey, but I survived it. On August 4, 1930, I completed my one-hundred- and -third- year. I can walk 5 miles a day, before breakfast. I am in full possession of my faculties, with slight hearing unimpaired.
I have lived to see our bruised and broken south arise in a new glory and again give a peerless army to the world.”