THIS township was organized on the
4th day of December, 1832. The first election of
township officers took place on the 3d day of April, 1833,
at the house of Abraham Rinebolt. Christian
Foster, John Stombaugh and Michael Stahl were
elected trustees; Henry Hoffman and Abraham
Rinebolt, supervisors; Samuel Rinebolt, Andrew
Ferrier and Daniel Swope, overseers of the poor;
Enoch Trumbo, clerk; Jonas Hampshire and
Jacob Hollinger, fence viewers.
In 1840 the population was 586; in 1870 in had
increased to 1,131; in 1880 it is 1,394.
Henry Hoffman, in 1827, moved from Perry county,
Ohio, and located on the southeast quarter of section
thirty-six, the first settler in the township, and his
brother-in-law, Abraham Rinebolt, came from the same
county in 1828, and located near him.
Enoch Trumbo is the only old settler living.
He came in 1833, and located on section twenty-two, where he
still resides. He was once county commissioner, and is
highly respected for his good sense and honesty.
Jonas Hampshire located on the northwest quarter
of section twenty-two in 1833. He used to take a very
active part in public affairs, and was a leader in the
Democratic ranks. He was a successful farmer, and has
accumulated a handsome fortune. He lives in Wood
county now.
Michael Stahl came in 1832, and also located on
section twenty-two. Daniel Swope came in 1833,
also settled on section twenty-one, and is still there, also
one of the oldest settlers living. George Stahl
came in 1834. James Robert, the Hollopeters,
William Noble (the father of Hon. Warren P. Noble
and Harrison Noble, the present mayor of Tiffin),
Robert C. Caples, Samuel Yunker, Robert Shipper,
Henry Shoutz, Henry F. Johnson, the Long family,
Abraham Craun (who is
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still living), Joseph English, Thomas Chance, George
Stoner and Christian Foster were among the early
settlers.
My good old friend, Henry Stahl, was a boy but
fourteen years old when he came to the township in 1836.
He married Elizabeth, the daughter of John
Reinbolt. He is one of the most substantial men of
the township and highly respected for his manly virtues and
excellent judgment.
John Lambright, Frederick Feble, William Ash and
others, were also prominent citizens.
Isaiah Hollopeter laid out the town of Rehoboth
in the 7th of December, 1844, but it never flourished.
The location of the L. E. & L. railroad has brought
market to this township, and Jackson station is of great
convenience to the people. Some parts of Jackson are
rolling and gently undulating, but the larger portion was
overflown by Wolf creek and exceedingly undesirable on that
account. The settlers entered the dry and best parts
and the wet portions could find no purchasers for many
years. Even so late as the close of the Mexican war,
there were lands in Jackson upon which A. Rank, a
Mexican soldier, located his land warrant. This was
the last piece of public land sold in the county.
These swales hindered the progress of Jackson many
years, but finally, by judicious ditching, the surface water
is led away, and Jackson will rank among the best townships
in the county, there being very little land within its
borders, unproductive.
Harrison's creek is one of the tributaries of Wolf
creek.
The following is taken from the history of Fostoria and
vicinity, by E. W. Thomas, with his kind permission.:
In 1832 a large body of Wyandot
Indians camped in Jackson township and engaged in their
favorite pursuit of hunting game. They killed eleven
bears and one hundred and seven deers, besides large
quantities of small game. They were remarkably quiet
and well disposed towards the whites. They bought
potatoes, corn, etc., but in all their transactions were
perfectly honest, and if a white family wished to get rid of
Indians, they invariably tried to get them in debt, for when
they once got an Indian indebted to them he would not call
again; but the majority of them could never be induced to go
into debt. They would pay up punctually and often
bring presents of deer and bear meat.
The first whisky sold in the township was by John P.
Gordon. The Indians used to go to his store, then
kept in Risdon, and get their fire-water. They would
get gloriously fuddled and make the woods resound with their
hideous yells. On one occasion, in the fall of 1832,
they had been to Gordon's shebang and imbibed freely of
fire-water, and getting their bottles filled, they started
for their camp, some four miles distant. They had to
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pass the cabin of Mr. Nestlerode, on what was then
known as the island and bears that name to the present time;
the same farm now being owned by Mr. Nestlerode, who
is a resident of Fostoria. They stopped, as they had
been in the habit of doing before, but were drunk.
There were some six or seven in the company. When they
arrived at Mr. Nestlerode's cabin, they were too
drunk to get off their ponies, but Mr. and Mrs.
Nestlerode assisted them to dismount. When they
entered the cabin, they commenced upsetting chairs, tables
and everything that came in their way. They were
feeling up for the floor when a general fight ensued between
the whole party, except the chief, Thomas Koon, who
was sober.
Their scalping knives and tomahawks were brought into
use, and the family were frightened; the children treed
under the beds. But Mr. Nestlerode, by order of
the chief, took the knives, tomahawks and guns from them,
and their bottles of fire-water also. But the chief
feared trouble when they reached their camp, and probably
fearing they might return, asked Mr. Nestlerode to
had each Indian his bottle of fire-water; which was done,
and then assisting them on their ponies, they again started
for their camp, but had proceeded but a short distance when
one of the party became rather top-heavy, and tumbled off.
His companions halted, built him a fire, and left him, and
proceeded on to their camp. The Indian who had been
left, returned to Mr. Nestlerode's the next morning
with his clothes badly burned, and when asked what was the
matter, replied: "Indian too much drunk; Indian take too
much fire-water; Indian sleep close big fire; fire much burn
Indian, but white man get Indian drunk, then cheat Indian
much."
On the next day each Indian returned alone for his
property, that Mr. Nesslerode had taken from him
while drunk. Mrs. Nestlerode was very anxious
to get ride of them as soon as possible, so when the first
Indian came she brought out all the knives, tomahawks and
guns, but he only took what belonged to him, and when each
one came he could be induced to take his own property.
They all appeared ashamed of what they had done the day
before, and like Adam in the garden of Eden, they lay
the blame on some other person. "Bad white man; sell
Indian fire-water; Indian get much drunk; Indian bad; white
man cheat Indian."
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