ADAMS COUNTY
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Top Picture
John
Cone Kimball, Photo Peabody Museum.
SERPERT MOUND PARK.
[The
skeleton was
found three feet below
the surface of the mound. The bones below the femora
were removed
before the
rest of the skeleton was uncovered.]
Bottom
Picture
John
Cone Kimball, Photo, Peabody Museum
SERPENT MOUND PARK.
Showing three full
folds
of the Serpent from the neck to the central portion of the body.
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ADAMS COUNTY lies on the Ohio River
fifty miles east of
Cincinnati and one hundred south of Columbus. It derives its name from
John
Adams, second President of the United States. It was formed July 10,
1797, by
proclamation of Governor St. Clair being then one of the four counties
into
which the North-west Territory was divided. The three others previously
formed
were Washington, July 27, 1788; Hamilton, Jan. 2, 1790; and Wayne,
1796. The
land is generally hilly and broken. Many of its first settlers were
from
Virginia, Kentucky, and North Ireland. It has 625 square miles. In 1885
the
acres cultivated were 85,873; woodland, 84,598; lying waste, 11,123.
Productions: corn, bushels 94,223; oats, 105,645; wheat, 88,533, and
tobacco
1,600,976, being the eighth county in amount in the State. School
census 1886,
8750: teachers, 176. It has 28 miles of railroad.
The population in 1820 was in, 406; in
1840, 13,271; in
1860, 20,309 and in 1880, 24,005 of whom 212 were employed in man
manufactures,
and 20,516 were Ohio born.
Townships And Census |
1840 |
1880 |
|
Townships And Census |
1840 |
1880 |
Bratton |
|
1053 |
|
Monroe |
828 |
1,400 |
Franklin |
1,358 |
1,541 |
|
Oliver |
|
1,064 |
Green |
1,081 |
1,886 |
|
Scott |
916 |
1,119 |
Jefferson |
938 |
3,444 |
|
Sprigg |
1,984 |
2,652 |
Liberty |
1,096 |
1,355 |
|
Tiffin |
1,533 |
2,212 |
Manchester |
|
1,493 |
|
Wayne |
858 |
1,125 |
Meigs |
1,071 |
2,124 |
|
Winchester |
1,112 |
1,464 |
The first settlement within the
Virginia military tract,
and the only one between the Scioto and Little Miami until after the
treaty of
Greenville, in 1795, was made in this county, at Manchester, by the
then Col.,
later, Gen. Nathaniel Massie. McDonald, in his unpretending, but
excellent
little volume, says:
Manchester
Settled.—Massie,
in the
winter of the year 1790, determined to make a settlement in it, that he
might
be in the midst of his surveying operations and secure his party from
danger
and exposure. In order to effect this he gave general notice in
Kentucky of his
intention, and offered each of the first twenty-five families, as a
donation,
one out-lot, and one hundred acres of land, provided they would settle
in a
town he intended to lay off at his settlement. His proffered terms were
soon
closed in with and upwards of thirty families joined him. After various
consultations with his friends, the bottom on the Ohio River, opposite
the
lower of the Three Islands, was selected as the most eligible spot.
Here he
fixed his station, and laid off into lots a town, now
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called Manchester; at this
time a small place,
about twelve miles above Maysville (formally Limestone), Kentucky. This
little
confederacy, with Massie at the helm (who was the soul of it), went to
work
with spirit. Cabins were raised and by the middle of March, 1791, the
whole
town was enclosed with strong pickets firmly fixed in the ground with
block
houses at each angle for defence.
Thus was
the
first settlement in the Virginia military district and the fourth
settlement in
the bounds of the State of Ohio effective. Although this settlement was
commenced in the hottest Indian war it suffered less from depredation,
and
every interruptions from
the Indians, that any
settlement previously made on the Ohio River. This was no doubt owning
to the
watchful band of brave spirits who guarded the place—men who were
reared in the
midst of danger and inured to perils, and as watchful as hawks. Here
were the
BEASLEYS, the STOUTS, the WASHBURNS, the LEDOMS, the EDINGTONS, the
DENINGS,
the ELLSIONS, the UTTS, the McKENNZIES,
the WADES,
and others who were equal to the Indians in all of the arts and
stratagems of
boarder war.
As soon as Massie had
completely prepared his
station for defence,
the whole population went to
work and cleared the lower of the Three Islands, and planted it in
corn. The
island was very rich, and produced heavy crops. The woods with a little
industry, supplied a choice of variety of game. Deer, elk, buffalo,
bears, and
turkeys, were abundant, while the river furnished a variety of
excellent fish
the wants of the inhabitants, under these circumstances, were few and
easily
gratified. When this station was made, the nearest neighbors
north-west of the Ohio were the inhabitants at Columbia, a settlement
below the
mouth of the Little Miami, five miles about Cincinnati: and at
Gallipolis, a
French settlement near the mouth of the Great Kenhawa.
The station being established, Massie
continued, to make locations
and surveys. Great precautions were necessary to avoid the Indians, and
even
these did not always avail, as is shown by the following incidents, the
first
of which we copy from the American
Pioneer.
ISRAEL
DONALSON’S NARRATIVE OF HIS CAPITIVITY.
I
am not sure whether
it was the last of March or first of April I came to the territory to
reside;
but on the night of the 21st of April, 1791, Mr. MASSIE and myself were
sleeping together on our blankets (for beds we had none), on the loft
of our
cabin, to get out of the way of the fleas and gnats. Soon after lying
down I
began dreaming of Indians, and continued to do so through the night.
Some time
in the night, however, whether Mr. MASSIE waked of himself, or whether
I
wakened him, I cannot now say, but I observed to him I did not know
what was to
be the consequence, for I had dreamed more about Indians that night
than in all
the time I had been in the western country before. As is common, he
made light
of it, and we dropped again to sleep. He asked me next morning if I
would go,
with him up the river, about four or five miles to make a survey, and
that
William LYTLE, who was then at the fort, was going along. We were both
young
surveyors, and were glad of the opportunity to practice.
Taken
Captive.—Accordingly
we three, and a James
TITTLE, from Kentucky, who was about buying the land, got on board of a
canoe,
and were a long time going up, the river being very high at the time.
We
commenced at the mouth of a creek, which from that day has been called Donalson creek. We meandered up
the river; Mr. MASSIE had
the compass, Mr. LYTLE and myself
carried the chain.
We had progressed perhaps one hundred and forty, or one hundred and
fifty
poles, when our chain broke or parted, but with the aid of the tomahawk
we soon
repaired it. We were then close to a large mound, and were standing in
a
triangle, and LYTLE and myself were amusing ourselves pointing out to
TITTLE
the great convenience he would have by building his house on that
mound, when
the one standing with his face up the river, spoke and said, “Boys,
there are
Indians.” “No,” replied the other, “they are Frenchmen.” By this time I
had
caught a glimpse of them; I said they were Indians, I begged them to
fire. I
had no gun, and from the advantage we had, did not think of running
until, they
started. The Indians were in two small bark canoes, and were close into
shore
and discovered us just at the instant we saw them; and before I started
to run
I saw one jump on shore. We took out through the bottom, and before
getting to
the hill, came to a spring branch. I was in the rear, and as I went to
jump, something caught my foot, and I fell on the opposite side. They
were then
so close, I saw there was no chance of escape, and did not offer to
rise. Three
warriors first came up, presented their guns all ready to fire, but as
I made
no resistance they took them down, and one of them gave me his hand to
help me
up. At this time Mr. LYTLE was about a chain’s length before me, and
threw away
his hat; one of the Indians went forward and picked it up. They then
took me
back to the bank of the river, and set me down while they put up their
stuff,
and prepared for a march. While sitting on the bank of the river, I
could see
the men walk-
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ing
about the block-house on the Kentucky shore,
but they heard nothing of it.
Evening
Camp.—They
went on rapidly
that evening and camped I think on the waters of Eagle creek; started
next
morning early, it raining hard, and one of them seeing my hat was
somewhat
convenient to keep off the rain came up and took it off my head and put
it on
his own. By this time I had discovered some friendship in a very lusty
Indian,
I think the one that first came up to me; I made signs to him that one
had
taken my hat; he went and took it off the other Indian’s head and
placed it
again on mine, but had not gone far before they took it again. I
complained as
before, but my friend shook his head, took down and opened his budget,
and took
out a sort of blanket cap, and put it on my head. We went on; it still
rained
hard and the waters were very much swollen, and when my friend
discovered that
I was timorous, he would lock his arm in mine and lead me through, and
frequently in open woods when 1 would get tired I would do the same
thing with
him and walk for miles. They did not make me carry anything until
Sunday or
Monday. They got into a thicket of game and killed, I think,
two bears and some deer; they then halted and jerked their meat, eat a
large
portion, peeled some bark, made a kind of box, filled it, and put it on me
to carry. I soon got tired of it and threw it down: they raised a great
laugh,
examined my back, applied some bear’s oil to it and then put on the box
again.
I went on some distance and threw it down again; my friend then took it
up, threw
it over his head and carried it. It weighed, I thought, at least fifty
pounds.
While
resting one day,
one of the Indians broke up little sticks and laid them up in the form
of a
fence, then took out a grain of corn, as carefully wrapped up as people
used to
wrap up guineas in olden times; this they planted and called out squaw,
signifying to me that that would be my employment with the squaws. But,
notwithstanding my situation at the time, I thought they would not eat
much
corn of my raising. On Tuesday, as we were traveling along, there came
to us a
white man and an Indian on horseback; they had a long talk, and when
they rode
off, the Indians I was with seemed considerably alarmed; they
immediately
formed in Indian file, placed me in the center and shook a war club
over my
head, and showed me by these gestures that if I attempted to run away
they
would kill me.
The
Shawanee Camp.—We soon after arrived at the Shawanee
camp, where we
continued until late in the
afternoon of the next day. During our stay there they trained my hair
to their
own fashion, put a
jewel of tin in my nose, etc.,
etc. The Indians met with
great formality when we came to the camp which was very spacious. One
side was
entirely cleared out for our use, and the party I was with passed the
camp to
my great mortification, I thinking they were going on; but on getting
to the
further end they wheeled short round, came into the camp, sat down-not
a
whisper. In a few minutes two of the oldest got up, went round, shook
hands,
came and sat down again; then the Shawanees
rising
simultaneously came and shook hands with them. A few of the first took
me by
the hand, but one refused, and I did not offer them my hand again not
considering it any great honor. Soon after a kettle of bears’ oil, and
some craclins were set
before us, and we began eating, they
first chewing the meat, then dipping it into the bears’ oil, which I
fried to
be excused from, but they compelled me to it, which tried my stomach,
although
by this time hunger had compelled me to eat many a dirty morsel. Early
in the
afternoon an Indian came to the camp and was met by his party just
outside,
when they formed a circle and he spoke, I thought, near an hour, and so
profound was the silence that had they been on a board floor I thought
the fall
of a pin might have been heard. I rightly judged of the disaster, for
the day
before I was taken I was at Limestone, and was solicited to join a
party that
was going down to the mouth of Snag creek where some Indian canoes
where
discovered hid in the willows. The party went and divided, some came
over to
the Indian shore and some remained in Kentucky, and they succeeded in
killing
nearly the whole party.
Two
White Men.—There
was at this camp two white men; one of
them could swear in English, but very imperfectly, having I suppose
been taken
young; the other, who could speak good English, told me he was from
South
Carolina. He then told me different names which I have forgotten,
except that
of Ward; asked if I knew the Wards that lived near Washington,
Kentucky. I told
him I did, and wanted him to leave the Indians and go to his brother’s,
and
take me with him. He told me he preferred staying with the Indians,
that he
might nab the whites. He and I had a great deal of chat, and disagreed
in
almost everything. He told me they had taken a prisoner by the name of
Towns,
that had lived near Washington, Kentucky, and that he had attempted to
run
away, and they killed him. But the truth was, they had taken Timothy
DOWNING the
day before I was taken, in the neighborhood of Blue Licks, and had got
within
four or five miles of that camp, and night coming on, and it being very
rainy,
they concluded to camp.
There
were but two
Indians, an old chief and his son; DOWNING watched his opportunity, got
hold of
a squaw-axe and gave the fatal blow. His object was to bring the young
Indian
in a prisoner; be said he had been so kind to him he could not think of
killing
him. But the instant he struck his father, the young man sprung upon
his back
and confined him so that it was with difficulty he extricated himself
from his
grasp. DOWNING made then for his horse,
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and
the Indian for the
camp. The horse he caught and mounted; but not being a woods-man,
struck the
Ohio a little below Scioto, just as a boat was passing. They would not
land for
him until he rode several miles and convinced them that he was no
decoy, and so
close was the pursuit, that the boat had only gained the stream when
the enemy
appeared on the shore. He had severely wounded the young Indian in the
scuffle,
but did not know it until I told him. But to return to my own
narrative: two of
the party, viz., my friend and another Indian, turned back from this
camp to do
other mischief, and never before had I parted with a friend with the
same
regret. We left the Shawanee
camp about the middle of
the afternoon, they under great excitement. What detained them I know
not, for
they had a number of their horses up and their packs on from early in
the morning. I think
they had at least one hundred of the best
horses that at that time Kentucky could afford. They calculated on
being
pursued and they were right, for the next day, viz., the 28th of April,
Major
KENTON with about ninety men was at the camp before the fires were
extinguished;
and I have always viewed it as a providential circumstance that the
enemy had
departed, as a defeat on the part of the Kentuckians would have been
inevitable. I never could get the Indians in a position to ascertain
their
precise number, but concluded there were sixty or upward, as sprightly
looking
men as I ever saw together, and well equipped as they could wish for.
The Major
himself agreed with me that it was a happy circumstance that they were
gone.
Escapes.—We traveled that
evening I thought seven miles and encamped in the edge of a prairie,
the water
a short distance off. Our supper that night consisted of a raccoon
roasted undressed. After this meal I became thirsty, and an old warrior
to whom
my friend had given me in charge, directed another to go with me to the
water,
which made him angry; he struck me, and my nose bled. I had a great
mind to
return the stroke, but did not. I then determined, be the result what
it might,
that I would go no farther with them. They tied me and laid me down as
usual,
one of them lying on the rope on each side of me; they went to sleep,
and I to
work gnawing and picking the rope (made of bark) to pieces, but did not
get
loose until day was breaking. I crawled off on my hands and feet until
I got
into the edge of the prairie, and sat down on a tussock to put on my
moccasins,
and had put on one and was preparing to put on the other, when they
raised the
yell and took the back track, and I believe they made as much noise as
twenty
white men could do. Had they been
still they might have heard
me, as I was not more than two chains’ length from them at the time.
But
I started and ran, carrying one moccasin in my hand; and in order to
evade
them, chose the poorest ridges I could find; and when coming to
tree-logs lying
crosswise, would run along one and then along the other. I continued on
that
way until about ten o’clock, then ascending a very poor ridge, crept in
between
two logs, and being very weary soon dropped to sleep and did not waken
until
the sun was almost down; I traveled on a short distance further and
took
lodging for the night in a hollow tree. I think it was on Saturday that
I got
to the Miami. I collected some logs, made a raft by peeling bark and
tying them
together; but I soon found that too tedious and abandoned it. I found a
turkey’s nest with two eggs in it, each one having a double yolk; they
made two
delicious meals for different days.
Arrives
at
Fort Washington.—I
followed
down
the
Miami, until I struck Harmar’s
trace, made the
previous fall, and continued on it until I came to Fort Washington, now
Cincinnati. I think it was on the Sabbath, the first day of May; I
caught a
horse, tied a piece of bark around his under jaw- on which there was a
large
tumor like a wart: The bark rubbed that, and he became restless and
threw me,
not hurting me much however; I caught him again, and he again threw me,
hurting
me badly. How long I lay insensible I don’t know; but when I revived he
was a
considerable distance from me. I then traveled on very slow, my- feet
entirely
bare and full of thorns and briers. On Wednesday, the day that I got
in, I was
so far gone that I thought it entirely useless to make any further
exertion,
not knowing. what distance I was from the river; and I took my station
at the
root of a tree, but soon got into a state of sleeping, and either
dreamt, or
thought, that I should not be loitering away my time, that I should get
in that
day; of which, on reflection, I had not the most distant idea. However,
the
impression was so strong that I got up and walked on some distance. I
then took
my station again as before, and the same thoughts occupied my mind. I
got up
and walked on. I had not traveled far before I thought I could see an
opening
for the river; and getting a little further on, I heard the sound of a
bell. I
then started and ran, (at a slow speed undoubtedly); a little further
on I
began to perceive that I was coming to the river hill; and having got
about
half way down, I heard the sound of an axe, which was the sweetest
music I had
heard for many a day. It was in the extreme out-lot; when I got to the
lot I
crawled over the fence with difficulty, it being very high.
William
Woodward.—I
approached
the person very cautiously till within about a chain’s length
undiscovered; I
then stopped and spoke; the person I spoke to was Mr. William WOODWARD,
the
founder of the Woodward High School. Mr. WOODWARD looked up, hastily
cast his
eyes round, and saw that I had no deadly weapon; he then spoke, “In the
name of
God,” said he,” who are you?” “I told him I had been a
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prisoner
and had made my
escape from the Indians. After a few more questions he told me to come
to him.
I did so. Seeing my situation, his fears soon subsided; he told me to
sit down
on a log and he would go and catch a horse he had in the lot and take
me in. He
caught his horse, set me upon him, but kept the bridle in his own hand.
When we
got into the road, people began to inquire of Mr. WOODWARD, “Who is
he—an
Indian?” I was not surprised nor offended at the inquiries, for I was
still in
Indian uniform, bare headed, my hair cut off close, except the scalp
and
foretop, which they had put up in a piece of tin, with a bunch of
turkey
feathers, which I could not undo. They had also stripped off the
feathers of
about two turkeys and hung them to the hair of the scalp; these I had
taken off
the day I left them. Mr. WOODWARD took me to his house, where every
kindness
was shown me. They soon gave me other clothing; coming from different
persons,
they did not fit me very neatly; but there could not be a pair of shoes
got in
the place that I could get on, my feet were so much swollen.
McDONALD gives in his Sketches
the following incidents of
Indian history at Manchester:
Ellison’s
Captivity.—In
the spring of the year 1793, the settlers at Manchester commenced
clearing the
out-lots of the town; and while so engaged, an incident of much
interest and
excitement occurred. Mr. Andrew ELLISON, one of the settlers, cleared a
lot
immediately adjoining the fort. He had completed the cutting of the
timber,
rolled the logs together and set them on fire. The next morning, a
short time
before daybreak, Mr. ELLISON opened one of the gates of the fort and
went out
to throw his logs together. By the time he had finished this .job,
a
number of the heaps blazed up brightly, and as he was passing from one
to the
other, he observed, by the light of the fires, three men walking
briskly
towards him. This did not alarm him in the least, although, he said,
they were
dark skinned fellows; yet he concluded they were the WADES, whose
complexions
were very dark, going early to hunt. He continued to right his
log-heaps, until
one of the fellows seized him by the arms, and called out in broken
English,
“How do? how do?” He
instantly looked in their faces,
and to his surprise and horror, found himself in the clutches of three
Indians.
To resist was useless. He there fore submitted to his fate, without any
resistance
or an attempt to escape.
The
Indians quickly
moved off with him in the direction of Paint creek. When breakfast was
ready,
Mrs. ELLISON sent one of her children to ask their father home; but he
could
not be found at the log-heaps. His absence created no immediate alarm,
as it
was thought he might have started to hunt after the completion of his
work.
Dinnertime arrived, and ELLISION not returning, the family became
uneasy, and
began to suspect some accident had happened to him. His gun-rack was
examined,
and there hung his rifle and his pouch in their usual place. Massie
raised a
party and made a circuit around the place and found, after some search,
the
trails of four men one of whom had on shoes; and as ELLISON had shoes
on, the
truth that the Indians had made him a prisoner was unfolded. As it was
almost
night at the time the trail was discovered, the party returned to their
station. Next morning early, preparations were made by MASSIE and his
party to
pursue the Indians. In doing this they found great difficulty, as it
was so
early in the spring that the vegetation was not of sufficient growth to
show
plainly the trail of the Indians, who took the precaution to keep on
hard and
high land, where their feet could make little or no impression.. MASSIE
and his party, however. were
as unerring as a pack of well-trained hounds, and
followed the trail to Paint creek, when they found the Indians gained
so fast
on them that pursuit was vain. They therefore abandoned it and returned
to the
station.
The
Indians took their
prisoner to Upper Sandusky and compelled him to run the gauntlet. As
ELLISON
was a large man and not very active, he received a severe flogging as
he passed
along the line. From this place he was taken to Lower Sandusky and was
again
compelled to run the gauntlet, and was then taken to Detroit, where he
was generously
ransomed by a British officer for one hundred dollars. He was shortly
afterwards sent by his friend the officer to Montreal, from whence he
returned
home before the close of the summer of the same year.
Attack
upon the
Edgingtons.—Another incident
connected
with the station at Manchester occurred shortly after this time. John
EDGINGTON, Asahel
EDGINGTON, and another man, started
out on a hunting expedition towards Brush creek. They camped out six
miles in a
north-east direction from where West Union now stands, and near where
TREBER’S
tavern is now situated, on the road from Chillicothe to Maysville. The
EDINGTONS had good success in hunting having killed a number of deer
and bears.
Of the deer killed, they saved the skins and hams alone. The bears,
they
fleeced; that is, they cut off all the meat which adhered to the hide
without
skinning, and left the bones as a skeleton. They hung up the proceeds
of their
hunt on a scaffold, out of the reach of the wolves and other wild
animals, and
returned home for pack horses. No one returned to the camp with the two
EDGINTONS. As it was late in December, no one apprehended danger, as
the winter
season was usually a time of repose from Indian incursions. When the
EDGINGTONS
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arrived
at their old hunting camp,
they alighted from their horses and were preparing to strike a fire,
when a
platoon of Indians fired upon them at the distance of not more than
twenty
paces. Asahel EDGINGTON
fell to rise no more. John
was more fortunate. The sharp crack of the rifles, and the horrid yells
of the
Indians, as they leaped from their place of ambush, frightened the
horses, who
took the track towards home at full speed. John EDGINGTON was very
active on
foot, and now an occasion offered which required his utmost speed. The
moment
the Indians leaped from their hiding-place they threw down their guns
and took
after him. They pursued him screaming and yelling in the most horrid
manner.
EDGINGTON did not run a booty race. For about a mile the Indians
stepped in his
tracks almost before the bending grass could rise. The uplifted
tomahawk was
frequently so near his head that he thought he felt its edge. Every
effort was
made to save his life, and every exertion of the Indians was made to
arrest him
in his flight. EDGINGTON, who had the greatest stake in the race, at
length
began to gain on his pursuers, and after a long race he distanced them,
made
his escape, and safely reached home. This truly was a most fearful and
well
contested race. The big Shawanee
chief, Captain John,
who headed the Indians on this occasion, after peace was made and
Chillicothe
settled, frequently told the writer of this sketch of the race. Captain
John
said that “tile white man who ran away was a smart fellow; “ that the
“white-man run and I run; he run and run, at last the white man run
clear off
from me.”
The first court
in this county was held
in Manchester. Winthrop SARGENT, the secretary of the territory, acting
in the
absence of the governor, appointed commissioners, who located the
county seat
at an out-of-the-way place, a few miles above the mouth of Brush creek,
which
they called Adamsville. The locality was soon named, in derision,
Scant. At the
next session of the court its members became divided, and part sat in
Manchester and part at Adamsville. The governor, on his return to the
territory, finding the people in great confusion, and much bickering
between
them, removed the seat of justice to the mouth of Brush creek, where
the first
court was held in 1798. Here a town was laid out by Noble GRIMES, under
the
name of Washington. A large log court-house was built, with a jail in
the lower
story, and the governor appointed two more of the Scant
party judges, which gave them a majority. In 1800, Charles Willing
BYRD,
secretary of the territory, in the absence of the governor, appointed
two more
of the Manchester party judges, which balanced the parties, and the
contest was
maintained until West Union became the county seat. Joseph DARLINTON,
and
Israel DONALSON, were
among the first judges of the
Common Pleas. In 1847 on the publication of the first edition of this
work both
of these gentlemen were living in the county, Gen. DARLINTON being at
the time
clerk of the court, an office he had held since 1803. They were also
members of
the convention for forming the first Constitution of Ohio, only three
others of
that body being then living.
WEST UNION IN 1846.—The
annexed view shows on
the left the jail and market and in the center the Court House and
county
offices. The last stand in a pleasant
area shaded by locusts.
The Court House is a substantial stone building and bears good
testimony to the
skill of the builder, ex-Gov. METCALFE of Kentucky, who commencing life
a
mason, acquired the sobriquet of “Stone Hammer.” The first court house
was of
logs. West Union contains four churches, one Associated Reformed, one
Presbyterian, one Methodist, one Baptist; two newspapers, a classical
school,
and nine mercantile stores. It had in 1820 a population of 406; in
1840, 462. (Old Edition.)
West Union is
on a high ridge on the
old Maysville and Zanesville turnpike, about ten miles from the Ohio at
Manchester and one hundred and six from Columbus. It is nine hundred
and ten
feet above sea level, four hundred and ten above Lake Erie and four
hundred and
seventy-eight above the Ohio at Cincinnati. It is the only county seat
in Ohio
not on the line of a railroad. County officers in 1887: Probate Judge,
Isaac N.
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TOLLE; Clerk of
Court, William R.
MAHAFFEY; Sheriff, W. P. NEWMAN; Prosecuting Attorney, Philip
HANDREHAN;
Auditor, J. W. JONES; Treasurer, W. B. BROWN; Recorder, Leonard YOUNG;
Surveyor, A. V. HUTSON; Coroner, George W. OSBORN; Commissioners, J. R.
ZILE,
Thomas J. SHELTON, James H. CRISSMAN.
The name of
West Union was given to it by
Hon. Thos. KIRKER, one of the commissioners who laid it out in 1804, and one of its
earliest settlers. In 1880 its population
was 626;
in
1886
school
census, 317. It has one bank,
that of Grimes & Co.; and three newspapers, viz., New
Era, Republican, Mrs. Hannah L.
IRWIN, editor; People’s Defender, Democratic,
Joseph W.
EYLAR, editor, and Scion, Republican,
Samuel BURWELL, editor. It has also a Children’s Home with forty-one
children.
The buildings are large and the appointments excellent.
Drawn
by Henry Howe in 1846.
THE
COUNTY BUILDINGS, WEST UNION.
In reply to an
inquiry, Hon. J. L.
CORYELL of West Union has sent us a communication giving brief mention
of
valued characters identified with the history of Adams County. Such an one upon every county in the
State would be a benefit
serving to bind the people of the commonwealth in closer fraternal
bonds
through the greater mutual knowledge thus obtained, and minister to a
laudable
pride in the possession of the laws and institution that could give the
highest
wealth of character. He was prompted to thus aid us through his memory
of the
old edition, a copy of which he earned when a youth by chopping wood at
twenty-five cents a day. Thus writes the judge.
“Adams is an
old and pretty good county
and has an excellent history. She has had many good men, denizens,
citizens and
residents, native and to the manor born. Among the former were Gov.
Thomas
KIRKER, John PATTERSON, marshal of Ohio about 1840 John
W. Campbell, congressman, and U. S. Judge. Col. J. R.
COCKERILL
who died in 1875
succeeded Gen. J. DARLINGTON as clerk of court. DARLINGTON was a good
and
useful man. COCKERILL was one time member of Congress, Colonel of 70th
O. V. I, a highly valued citizen.
He was the father of Col. John
A. COCKERILL who was born near the Serpent Mound: at about fifteen
years of age
was a drummer boy at Shiloh. He afterwards edited papers in Adams and
Butler
counties and was managing editor of the Cincinnati
Enquirer; later traveler and correspondent in the far East,
Turkey, etc.;
then edited the Post Dispatch of
St.
Louis; now is the managing editor of the New
York World, a brilliant young man Joseph McCORMICK,
a native of this county, was
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Attorney-General
of
Ohio about 1850. General A. T.
WILKOFF of Columbus,
President Cleveland & Marietta R. R., is a native of this
county; John P.
LEEDAM, formerly clerk of our courts, then member of Congress and now
Sergeant-at-arms of House of Representatives, is a citizen of this
town. J. H.
ROTHNECK, a native of this county, is now a Supreme Judge in Iowa.
David SINTON
of Cincinnati, so noted for his benefactions, was reared in this town
where his
parents died. Dr. Thomas WILLIAMSON, forty years a missionary to the
Dakota
Indians, was reared and educated in this county.
MANCHESTER, one of the
oldest settlements in the
State, is on the Ohio, sixty miles east south-east of Cincinnati,
twelve miles
above Maysville, Ky. and at the foot of the Three Islands. It was
widely known
early in this century to the traveling public, being a point of
transshipment
on the great stage route east from Lexington to Maysville and from here
through
Chillicothe, Zanesville, Wheeling, etc. Up to 1846 it was an
insignificant
place having at that time not exceeding fifty dwellings. It is now the
largest
town in the county. It has churches, two Methodist and one
Presbyterian. Newspaper, Signal,
Independent, J. A. PERRY, editor. Banks, Farmer’s, W. L.
VANCE,
president, L. Pierce, cashier; Manchester, R. H. ELLISON, president, C.
C. W.
NAYLOR, cashier.
Edward R. Gregory, Photo,
Manchester,
1887.
THE
LOWER OF THE THREE ISLANDS AND LANDING, MANCHESTER
Industries
and Employees.-Manchester
Planing Mill Co.,
twenty-eight hands; L. W. TRENARY,
Lumber, twelve hands; S. P. LUCKER & Co., Carriages, eight
hands;
Manchester Rolling Mills, six hands; Weaver & Bradford, fruit
Jugs, etc.,
five hands. State
Report 1887. Population in 1880, 1455 ;
school census in 1886, 643.
Manchester was
the fourth point
permanently settled in the State which has developed into a town, the
other
three being Marietta, Gallipolis and Cincinnati, the last named
originally
called Losantiville.
Those who have
seen only the rivers of
the East, as the Hudson, Delaware, Connecticut, etc., can have no
adequate idea
of the topographical features of the Ohio. Those streams come up within
a few
feet of the meadow lands or hills wherever they bound them. Not so the
Ohio
This stream occupies an excavated trough, where in places the bounding
hills
rise above the water 500 and 600 feet.
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The river is
highly picturesque from
its graceful windings, softly wooded hills and forest clad islands. In
but few
places is it more pleasant than at Manchester.
The islands in
the river are all very
low. They were originally formed on sand-bars where floating trees
lodged in
seasons of freshets and made a nucleus for the gathering of the soil
which is
of the richest. In the June freshet they are overflown,
when with their wealth of foliage they seem as huge masses of greenery
reposing
on the bosom of the water.
Those born upon
the Ohio never lose
their interest in the beautiful stream; and few things are more
pleasant for
the people who dwell along its shores’ than in the quiet of a summer’s
evening
when their day’s work is done, to sit before their doors and look down
upon the
ever-flowing waters. Everything is calm and restful: varied often by
the slow
measured puff of an approaching steamer, heard, may be, for miles away,
long
before she is seen, or if after dark, before her light suddenly bursts
in view
as she rounds a bend.
Up to within a few
years the barren
hills in this and some other river counties remained in places the
property of
the general Government. They afforded, however, a fine range for the
cattle and
hogs of the scattered inhabitants and no small quantity of lumber, such
as
staves, hoop poles and tan bark, which were taken from the public
lands. Dr.
John LOCKE, one of Ohio’s earliest geologists, from whose report made
about the
year 1840 these facts are derived, thus describes the peculiar people
who dwelt
in the wilderness.
The
Bark Cutters.—There is a vagrant
class who are supported by this kind of business. They erect a cabin
towards the
head of some ravine, collect the chestnut-oak bark from the neighboring
hill-tops, drag it on
sleds to points accessible by
wagons, where they sell it for perhaps $2 per cord, to the wagoner.
The last sells it at the river to the flat boat
shipper, at $6 per
cord, and he again to the consumer at
Cincinnati, for $11. Besides
this common
trespass, the squatter helps himself out by hunting