There is a story about my great great Grandmother and Oceola, the Indian. Once when he escaped from captivity in St.Augustine he came through Middleburg in the night and stopped on Mary Olmstead Buddington Richard's land. She is said to have heard him and went outside to see. He threated to kill her and her children. She begged to be spared, with her children. She promised Oceola that if the baby she was carrying was a boy she would name him for Oceola. His name was Henry Oceolawhen he was born.