A. B. Elliott, Cross Main street, dry goods;
D. E. Boice, Bowers and Main streets, dry goods;
Stewart & Wilson, Market and Main streets,
druggists;
Stewart, Market and Main streets, postmaster,
office, same building;
Gibson & Howser, School alley and Main
street, grocery;
Thomas Sheits, grocer;
William Wheaton, Main and Union streets,
hotel
McCoy & Bro., E. Cross street;
John Ott, E. Union street;
Wm. Jones, Main and Union streets,
blacksmith
John Ball, Main street, shoe shop;
Hiram Stitt, Main street, tailor;
J. M. & W. J. McCoy, Cross street, wagon shop;
William Linsabaugh, carpenter;
Clark Gordon, cabinet-maker;
George Forbash, livery stable;
Henry Chapdew, saddler;
Mrs. Gordon, milliner;
Present preachers - Rev. Jno. Woods,
Presbyterian; W. F. Hay, M. E. Church;
Public houses of worship - one Presbyterian, one M. E.
Church, and two Baptist;
one academy, cost $20,000;
two district school houses;
one Masonic hall;
Present physicians - Drs. H. C. Stewart, J. S.
Gallaspie, and C. Smith.
Rev. William Jones, African
Methodist preacher, the first that ever preached in
Ohio, is now 109 years old, agreeably to the Muskingum
Pioneer Records; now in the poor-house.
BY WILLIAM HAYS.
William Hays
emigrated from Kentucky in 1803 to Ohio, and settled on
big Walnut, and in 1805 emigrated to the New Purchase,
now Paint Township, Fayette County, with his father,
James Hays, and family, consisting of David John,
James, Jr., Rankin, and Benjamin Hays; Jane,
Mary, Hannah, Elizabeth, and Sarah Hays; all
married well. Jas. Hays purchased 200 acres
of land in the woods. The surface of the country
was level and the land very wet, but by industry and
ditching, and swamps were converted into fruitful
fields. Indians and wild beasts were the full
possessors of the country; no roads but those made by
the Indians. Buffalo and elk, also bears, wolves,
panthers, deer, wild hogs, and other smaller game were
in great abundance. William Hays and his
brother John served as privates in Captain
McElwain's militia company, belonging to Colonel
Harper's command. The regiment was ordered out
to Fort Sandusky, where they assembled and built Fort
Sandusky. At the close of the war, he returned
home and worked on the farm. In 1818 he married
Miss Jane Lynn, by whom he had Morgan, James H.,
Edmond, and William L. Hays; his girls were
Julia, Letitia, and Mary Hays.
George Coil built the first cabin in the
township. He was a man of enterprise.
Solomon Sowers built the first mill in the township.
Samuel Robbins was the first school teacher; he
also served several terms as justice; a man of use in
his day. Jacob Pursely was the first
blacksmith. John Oliver was the first
carpenter. William Dickey and James
Quinn were early pioneer preachers, and the first to
preach out of Bloomingburg. Colonel James
Stewart was the first Militia Colonel, and
General Beatal Harrison the first Brigadier General.
Adam Funk emigrated in 1805 from Kentucky to
Paint Township. He was a farmer and cattle trader.
William, Sr., was an early pioneer; a farmer and
trader. John Dewalt, occupation farmer.
Philip Moore, farmer, wagon-maker, and useful to
the neighbors. John, Adam, and Oliver
Coile were farmers, stock grazers, and men of
energy. Joseph Parris was in the war of
1812, and also in the war of the revolution.
Leonard Parris was in the war of 1812; he was a
hunter and farmer, and raised good stock.
Jeremiah Smith, a brave man, trapper, hunter &c.,
and a soldier in the war of 1812. William
Armstrong, by occupation a farmer and grazer.
All the about pioneer emigrated to the township in 1805.
They lived to see Ohio the third State in the Union; no
better men ever lived. They now have gone to the
land of eternal repose.
Their names should be enrolled on
history's page,
To be perused by each succeeding age.
Mrs. Conn
and Weaver were the first weavers; John M.
McCoy, first blacksmiths; William McCoy was a
blacksmith; corrected; J. S. Smith is yet livign;
James Alexander, farmer; William Pinkerton
was a farmer, and has served as justice several terms;
Hugh Stewart, doctor; Moses Ball,
shoemaker; John Buning, shoemaker; David C.
Boice, merchant, very popular, a man of note and
influence, and much respected wherever known.
James Willis, by occupation a merchant farmer, and
stock trader, and a useful man. Dr. C. C. Smith,
a man of medical tact and talent, a useful citizen, and
prominent in society. Charles Holland, a
farmer and a good fellow. Thomas Larimore,
a practical farmer and a good friend to the poor. John
Crozier, farmer and trader. Robinson Steele,
practical farmer. John Larimore, farmer and
township clerk, a good scribe, and useful to his
township. Willis Jones, farmer.
Captain N. Jones was in the last war, a brave man
and true to his flag. John Parker, farmer.
Anthony Moore, farmer. Frederick Selsor,
Nathaniel Veasey, and Jacob Cleuver, all good
men and tillers of the soil. Cornelius Serule,
a good blacksmith, William Turey, justice and a
man of influence. Presley Thompson, Hamilton
Green, Mark Yeates, Jacob Harper, Henry Windel, Samuel
Smith, James Hays, Harlis Hays, Robert Pardy, Daniel
Morris, Robert Morris, Burton Veasy, Isaiah Waples,
Isaac Moore, Philip Moore, Eli Houler, Willialm Robuck,
Wesley Robuck, C. Holms and Solomon Brock,
all living, early settlers, and have done much to
improve the forest and to leave good improved farms to
their children. Honor should be given to such men.
Indian trails passed below Washington and run thence to
the eastern line of Green's farm to the east fork
of Paint creek, thence up the
creek to Kendel's Bluff, on Sugar
creek, thence west to the head of Massie's creek to Old
Town, on the Little Miami. They were plainly seen
in 1804, and indeed they were traveled by the Indians as
late as 1811, and after that by the friendly Indians who
befriended our side in 1812 against the British army.
There is an Indian graveyard on the farm of Henry
Windle, from which skeletons have been exhumed in
great numbers by men shoveling gravel for pikes.
EARTH-WORKS.
There is
a mound of symmetry and beauty of James Willis'
farm, in circumference 300 rods, and 30 feet high.
Names given in by J. W.
Elliott; John Gunning, G. S. F. Fullerton, county
commissioner; William Sinsabaugh, J. M. Mills,
William W. Jones, Williallm F. Jones, Will Jones,
William Noble, Willialm Elliott, John Ott, John
Hemphill, Cyrus Middleton, Jacob Middleton, Hiram Stilt,
Morris, Ball, C. W. Gordon, J. H. Highland, Lemuel Dyer,
J. M. Elliott, E. Alexander, H. C. Chapdu, William
Pinkerton, G. Holland, and John Brown.
Matthew Gallaspie, already mentioned, was a man
of business capacities, and of no inferior talents; he
moved to Putnam, married the widow of Major Lewis Nye,
who owned the largest and best farm in Muskingum County.
While on the farm, he kept tavern. The house was
noted, and called White Cottage, seven miles west of
Putnam. On this farm, the militia mustered
annually. He was paymaster of Col. Russell's
regiment. He finally left the farm, moved to
Putnam, and erected an oil-mill in West Zanesville,
which proved a success. He continued in the
business until advanced age compelled him to retire.
He was in religion a zealous Presbyterian and a devoted
Christian. He was a great advocate for Sunday
Schools, in which he devoted the latter part of his
life. He died at his son-in-law's residence,
Newton Township, in 1869, much lamented, at the ripe age
of 88. His widow still survives him.
PIONEER SONG.
By Rev. D. C. Eastman, A Noted School Teacher.
From a far off land to this we come,
Our goods on horses packed;
Our way was through the wilderness,
The Indian trail our track.
Unseen then was the railroad train,
Unheard the steam-cars' roar;
O, carry us back to the woods again,
To the pack-horse days once more.Arrived at the fair and fertile
plains,
We let our horses go
Around to range the country wide;
The pioneers all did so.
No stake and ridered-fences then,
Bristled the country o'er.
O, carry me back to the range again,
And dance on a puncheon floor.
The oppossum, turkey, deer and raccoon,
Our daily meat supplied;
And he was thought a churl indeed,
Who wouldn't be satisfied.
Preserves and sausages were then
No part of the housewife's store.
O, give us some 'possum and 'coon again,
And some venson ham once more,
We pounded hominy, grated meal,
And baked among the coals;
the mush and hominy boiled in pots,
And ate from wooden bowls.
No burr-stones then to grind our grain,
No bolts to make the flour.
O, give us back the hominy block,
And the grated mush once more.
Our buxom girls and healthy wives
Would card and weave and spin;
But crinoline and bustles then
Were never flaunted in.
Our music was then the hum of the wheels,
And not the dulcimer;
O' give us the shuttles, cards and reels,
And the spinning-wheels once more.
In hunting shirts of linsey blue,
We used to woo the fair;
Our feet in moccasins encased,
Whilst their's were very bare.
Prunelle shoes and calfskin boots,
No gents or ladies wear.
O' give us the hunting shirts again,
And the moccassins once more.
These happy days are past and gone,
And were are all growing old;
Old Time with his car is rolling on,
And our years will soon be told.
Then, when our earthly days are passed,
And we sail from this mundane shore,
May we reach the haven of rest at last,
And wish to come back no more. |
The above
excellent pioneer song was composed by the late D. C.
Eastman, and sung by R. A. Robinson in the
Washington court-house to the members of the first
Pioneer Association in Fayette County, of which the
venerable Wm. Hays was President; also sung at
District Pioneer meeting July 4th, at New Holland, by
General Rufus Putnam. We insert it in the
record as a tribute of respect to his memory.
BOARDING ROUND.
By Rev. D. C. Eastman.
How brief is life! how passing brief!
How brief its joys and cares;
Its seems to be in league with time,
And leaves us unawares.
But ever in its pathway strewed,
Bright spots and dark are found;
Of each of these I had to taste,
Went I went boarding round.
At eighteen,
with a valiant heart,
The task I then commenced,
To teach oung ideas how to shoot
The germ of common sense.
Indeed, a mighty task was that;
And very soon I found
It not a very trifling task
To go a boarding round.
Things were different then from now,
And folks were different too;
Nothing was old and rusty then,
But everything was new.
Questions grave and problems deep,
That would their brains confound,
They always would be sure to keep
'Till I came boarding round.
Long winter evenings - these were spent
In mirthful, laughing joy;
Nor did the cracking jokes or nuts
Our happiness alloy.
And if a singing school was near
We'd go; and I'll be found
I've sometimes sung for half the night
When I was boarding round.
The settler's cabin served us then
For parlor and for kitchen;
Not only so, 't was also used
To eat and drink and sleep in.
On three sides of the ample room,
The beds were ranged around;
There parents, children, teacher slept,
When I went boarding round.
Fathers would talk of politics,
Or church affairs propose;
And if my views were not like their's,
A sharp dispute arose;
And some old codger, wise and dry,
Would offentimes propound
Questions that sorely bothered me,
When I went boarding round.
Mothers would talk of rude young girls,
Of sermons, books, and boys,
But always would be sure to add
Unto my earthly joys;
And if I caught the slightest cold,
Or hoarse my voice should grow,
I got a cup of catnip tea,
When I was boarding round.
The girls would talk of everything;
Of parties, rides, and calls,
Of quitings and the holidays,
Of plays and Christmas balls.
Some grave, some gay, and mischievous ones;
These last I could have drowned,
For putting burs into my bed,
When I was boording round.
The dinner basket every noon
My willing hands would greet,
And sure it always brought to me
Something t'was good to eat;
Mince pies were full of raisins then,
Dough-nuts were large and round;
You'll never get such pies and cakes
Unless you're boarding round.
But now those happy days are gone;
Life's sunny spring is past;
The boys I taught have, one by one,
Into the world been cast.
My hair is growing thin and gray,
I'll soon be under ground;
And not till then shall I forget,
When I was boarding round. |
Names handed in
by Rev. J. Dickey; Peyton Simpson, teamster;
Rev. John Woods, J. A. Pinkerton, farmer; T. B.
Sheits, ex-Mayor; John Pinkerton, carpenter;
John Houser, grocer; William D. Gibson, D.
Boise, Enoch Hayden, carpenter; William Elliott,
carpenter; Nathaniel Michaels, silver-smith;
Robert Hiland, shoemaker; Rachel Hammond, Mrs.
Grace Hammond, mother of John Hammond, who
was in California twenty years, returned home wealthy,
and is taking care of his aged mother.
Rev. J. P. A. Dickey, occupation school teacher,
emigrated from Ross County with his father, Alexander
Dickey, his brother, Judge Dickey, of the
Ross District, his uncle, Rev. William Dickey,
late of Bloomingburg. Mr. Dickey served in
the last war under Colonel Cradlebaugh, 114th
Regiment. John Larimer, Sr., was the
father of Thomas Larimer, the subject of this
sketch; by occupation a farmer. He was served in
several township trusts; he is now one of the Directors
of the County Infirmary. Jas. Larimer, Hugh
Larimer, and John Larimer, Jr., are his
brothers - all farmers and useful men. Michael
Kerr was an early pioneer. He was the father
of Col. Samuel, William, Evan, and Elisha
Kerr. Mrs. Ben. Wright and Mrs. Geo. Jones
were his daughters. John K. Barnett was a
fifer in the late war under Colonel Whitelsy and
now Fife Major of Mr. Glaze's band, Marion
Township. Captain George Judy, when he
arrived in the county, had two children, George and
Phoebe. Phoebe married E. Smith, and
George Judy married for his second wife Mrs.
Isabel Evans. George Judy, Sr., died in
1871, aged 92.
CAPTAIN NOAH JONES,
Youngest son of
Major Jones, noticed in the Madison Township
record by J. L. Myers, volunteered as a private
in Company A, 1st Ohio Cavalry, at Washington C. H.,
under the command of Captain J. A. Robinson.
They were ordered to Camp Chase, and mustered into
service by Captain Howard Stanberry, of the U. S.
A., August 16th, 1861. An election for officers
was held, which resulted in the choice of John A.
Robinson, Captain; S. L. Hooker, First
Lieutenant, and Noah Jones, Second Lieutenant.
The company was drilled at Camp Chase until the 15th of
September, when it left for Camp Elk-water, Romney
and Springfield, where they remained as
scouts, and kept the lines open during the war.
They were at the following places: Patterson creek,
Pawpaw Tunnel, Blumey Furnace, where a battle ensued
between Gen. Jackson and Gen. Lander, when
marched to Martinsburg, Winchester, where a battle was
fought, then marched to Harrisonburg, Strasburg, then to
Front Royal, Miller's Bridge, Port Republic, thence to
Alexandria, Warren, Culpepper, Cedar Mountain, and
fought a battle, then to Beverly, forded the
Rappahannock River, and Grady Springs, where Captain
Jones' mare was shot from under him, then to
Monocacy Junction, Centerville, Bull's Run, Fairfax C.
H., Arlington Heights, Washington City, thence to Little
York, Pennsylvania, thence to Gettysburg, and took part
in that memorable battle, in 1863. In this battle
Jones commanded two companies, acting as Major.
At the death of Captain Robinson, Major Jones
served as Captain by promotion. The aggregate
marches of Major Jones during his great
campaigns, was about 7,00_ miles. His fearless and
daring charge on General Ewell's camp entitles
him the HERO OF MONTEREY MOUNTAIN. No braver man
ever lived in this or any age. Below is the
certificate of Gen. Kilpatrick:
HEADQUARTERS THIRD DIVISION C. C.
April 12th, 1864
HON. JOHN SHERMAN, M. C.:
Sir: I take pleasure in recommending to your
favorable consideration, Captain Noah Jones,
Comd'g Squadron of Cavalry (my escort) from your State.
Captain Jones has been under my immediate command
since June 29th, 1863, and has won for himself and his
Squadron in reputation of which any troops might be
proud. At Monterey, July 4th, he charged and took
the heights after two whole Regiments had been repulsed
in the attempt. At Hagerstown, Falling Waters,
Brandy Station, and on several other battlefields, he
has shown the fine, dashing qualities necessary to make
a good Cavalry Officer. I cheerfully recommend him
for any position to which he may aspire.
I am, Sir,
Very Respectfully,
Your Od't Serv't,
J. KILPATRICK,
Brig. Gen. Vol. Commanding 3d Division.
We, the
undersigned Officers serving upon the staff of Gen.
Kilpatrick, and eye-witnesses to the services of
Capt. Noah Jones, add with pleasure our testimony as
to his ability and gallantry in the various battles and
skirmishes in which he has been engaged while with us.
We feel assured that any position to which he might be
appointed, he would fill with honor to his country and
credit to himself.
F. W. ARMSTRONG A. A. I. G. 3d Div. C. C.
E. W. WHITAKER, Capt. and A. D. C.
JACOB BRISTOL, 1st Lt. A. C. of M. 3d Div. C. C.
J. GLASCOCK, Captain and Signal Officer
CHAS. E. HACKLEY, Surg. in Chief, 3d Div. C. C.
(A True Copy)
Major Jones
was married to Miss Lutitia Paullin, daughter of
Uriah Paullin, December 18th, 1865, by whom he
had three children: Cora May, who died
Sept. 16, 1868, aged 1 year and 11 months, Martha
Catharine, and Iola Bell.
BY THOMAS LARIMORE.
Thomas
Larimore emigrated to Pain Township in 1832, and
settled near Bloomingburg, a farmer by occupation.
He has served in several important township offices, and
is now one of the Directors of the County Infirmary.
His family record is John, Andrew B., Jane G.,
and Eliza B. A. B. Larimore was in the late
war, under Captains Robinson and Jones.
John is a farmer, and served 15 years at township
clerk. James is a farmer. David B.
Larimore was in the late war under Captains Crabb
and Gray. Thos. Larimore was born in
September, 1802, in Fayette County, Pennsylvania.
He married Mary Bryson in 1822. His father,
John Larimore, was born in Little York,
Pennsylvania, Nov. 7th 1777; was a farmer, and in the
Indian war of 1791, under St. Clair, and in 1794 with
Mad Anthony. Fort Larimer was called
after him. He emigrated from Ireland in 1768; his
three brothers, Hugh, William, and
Samuel, were in the revolution, under Washington.
Hugh was in the Florida war of 1817, under
Gen. Jackson; hence, the erection of Fort Larimer,
and to this day it is one of the Gibraltars of Florida.
ANCIENT RELICS.
A petrified
razor-hone, allied hollow-wood, handed down from sire to
son from 1768. Likeness of wife, daughter,
grand-daughter, and her son, making four generations.
BY N. SQUIRE.
Nathaniel
Squire emigrated to Fayette County in 1816, with his
father's family, consisting of four children,
Justice, Nancy, Nathaniel, and Lidy, and
settled on the waters of Paint creek. His father,
William Squire, was in the revolution. He
was a noted hunter, and was also in the war of 1812.
He purchased a large tract of land on East Paint; he
died in 1824. Captain Zophas Squire, father
of William, was in the French war of 1755.
Nathaniel Squire is a large farmer and stock
raiser. His family record is Amanda, Justice,
James, William, Jane, and Madison.
Justice served in the James were in the first
all; Lizzie, Ann, Maggie, and Ella at
home. Mrs. Squire's maiden name was
Allen, and she was married to Mr. N. Squire
September 26th, 1826. There is an ancient relic in
the shape of a powder-horn, made by Captain Z. Squire
in 1755, and handed down from sire to son, and is now
the property of N. Squire, the variety of dates,
cuts, letters, and curious engravings yet visible.
THE HERMIT OF FAYETTE.
Was an early
pioneer of 1803, and built his cabin on the west bank of
Compton creek. His costume was made of deer skins.
He had served in Dunmore's war of 1774, and in the war
of 1776, and was a daring, fearless hunter. His
cabin was lined with elk, deer, bear, and other skins.
He had means, and grazed herds of horses and cattle.
When he left for the West, he took a large drove with
him. Rumor says that he was killed in the Black
Hawk war of 1832.
BY REV. DICKEY.
Rev. William
Dickey, first preacher, was born December 6th, 1774,
in York District, South Carolina, and died December 5th,
1857, aged 83 years, lacking one day. His birthday
was the day of his burial. He lost his mother when
but two years old. His father, Robert Dickey,
was a soldier in the revolution, and Rev. William
Dickey had to fly before Corwallis' army,
whose encampment was on his father's farm. He then
five years old. After the war he removed to
Kentucky. William, when a grown man,
obtained an education at Nashville, Tenn., and was
licensed to preach on the 4th of October, 1802, by the
Presbytery of Transylvania, at Springhill. He was
soon elected a member of the General Assembly, which met
Philadelphia. He went in a plain suit home spun;
he made an odd appearance among the broadcloth parsons
there assembled. There was preaching every night;
one of the aristocratic preachers suggested that
Brother Dickey had not preached yet; a smile passed
around the company at the idea; he consented, and
preached to a large audience, and preached a sermon that
surprised all present, and all were highly pleased and
gratified. Many of his hearers were in tears.
It is related of him that while in attendance at this
session, he placed his straw hat on the window-sill of
the church window, it being raised; the wind blew it out
into the yard, and a cow ate it up, so he was hatless;
the people of the city made him a present of a fur hat,
and also a fine suit of black broadcloth, so well were
they pleased with the backwoods preacher. Rev.
W. Dickey emigrated to Fayette prior to its
organization, and became a pastor of the first
Presbyterian Church in now Washington. His members
built him a cabin; he also organized a small church in
now Bloomingburg, November 22d, 1817, where he preached
part of his time. About this time he purchased 16
acres of land of Mr. Walker, of Chillicothe, near
Washington. As the day of payment drew near, he
found he could not make his payment. He wrote to
Mr. W. to take it back. The return mail
brought Mr. Dickey a deed, to his great surprise.
Mr. Dickey, prior to his death, sold it for
$2,000, which enabled him to purchase 100 acres near
Bloomingburg, where he spent the latter part of his
days, leaving it to his children. But to return,
the church at Bloomingburg desired his entire time; he
therefore moved to Bloomingburg, and preached for this
church 40 years. He spent his latest breath in
commending to his hearers the blessed Master whom he had
served. In regard to his labors as a minister, I
need not pen them here. Their history is written
in the characters and in the hearts of the entire
community. He baptised the people, and received
them to the communion; he married their children, and
buried their parents; he has sat at every fireside, and
prayed in every family. Rev. Wm.
Dickey served God in the ministry for 55 years.
He lived to bury all his father's family, and at last he
comes to his grave at a full, ripe age, like a shock of
corn, fully ripe.
For God was there, and round his bed
Divine illuminations shed;
His rod and staff sweet comfort gave,
And power miraculous to save,
For many years on Zion's walls,
He sounded forth the gospel calls. |
The author
was well acquainted with Rev. Wm. Dickey, and
must say that pen fails to give a true and just
tribute to the memory of the honest and pious
pioneer preacher. His place can never be
filled.
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