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Historical Collections of Ohio
By Henry Howe
Vol. II
© 1888
MONTGOMERY COUNTY
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MONTGOMERY
COUNTY was named from Gen. Richard Montgomery, of the American Revolutionary
army; he was born in Ireland, in 1737, and was killed in the assault upon
Quebec, Dec. 31, 1775. This county was created May 1, 1803, from Hamilton and
Ross, and the temporary seat of justice appointed at the house of George NEWCOM, in Dayton. About one-half of the county
is rolling and
the rest level; the soil of an excellent quality, clay predominating. East of the Miami are many excellent limestone
quarries, of a greyish-white hue. Large quantities
are exported to Cincinnati, where it is used in constructing the most elegant
edifices; nearly all the canal locks from Cincinnati to Toledo are built with
it. This is a great manufacturing county,
and abundance of water power is furnished by its various streams, and it is
very wealthy, with a dense agricultural population. The principal products are corn, wheat, rye, oats, barley,
flaxseed, potatoes; pork, wool and tobacco.
Area about 470
square miles
In 1887 the acres cultivated were 167,779; in pasture, 18,402; woodland, 34,134; lying waste, 9,624;
produced in wheat, 639,886 bushels; rye, 4,655; buckwheat, 171 ; oats, 415,084;
barley, 55,960; corn, 1,523,796;
broom-corn, 67,759 lbs, brush; meadow bay, 15,104 tons; clover hay, 8,628;
flax, 176,477 lbs. fibre; potatoes, 85,200 bushels;
tobacco, 4,717,558 lbs. (largest in the State);
butter, 827,943; cheese, 2,715 sorghum, 5,872 gallons; maple syrup,
13,934; honey, 4,018 lbs.; eggs, 635,473 dozen; grapes, 132,780 lbs.; wine, 6,301
gallons; sweet potatoes, 3,648 bushels; apples, 563; peaches, 15 pears, 1,725; wool, 15,747 lbs.; milch cows owned, 10,497. Ohio
Mining Statistics, 1888: Limestone, 5,062 tons
burned for lime; 195,537 cubic feet of
dimension stone; 33,977 cubic yards of building stone; 422,558 square
feet of flagging; 9,750 square feet of paving; 48,586 lineal feet of curbing;
1,352 cubic yards of ballast or macadam. School census, 1888, 26,797; teachers, 402.
Miles of railroad track, 165.
|
Township And Census |
1840 |
1880 |
Township And Census |
1840 |
1880 |
|
Butler, |
1,897 |
2,196 |
Madison, |
1,594 |
2,306 |
|
Clay, |
1,633 |
3,063 |
Mad River, |
|
2,091 |
|
Dayton, (city and Township) |
10,334 |
38,678 |
Miami, Perry, |
3,249 1,883 |
5,024 2,272 |
|
German, |
2,629 |
3,451 |
Randolph, |
1,774 |
2,327 |
|
Harrison, |
|
2,667 |
Van Buren, |
|
2,953 |
|
Jackson, |
1,688 |
2,451 |
Washington, |
2,259 |
1,784 |
|
Jefferson, |
1,895 |
6,096 |
Wayne, |
1,045 |
1,191 |
Population of
Montgomery in 1820 was 16,061; 1830,24,374;
1840,31,879; 1860, 52,230; 1880, 78,550; of whom 54,396 were born in Ohio; 4,059 Pennsylvania; 1,197 Indiana; 1,114 New York; 1,037 Virginia;
813 Kentucky; 7,894 German Empire; 2,574 Ireland; 664 England and Wales; 270
France; 207 British America; 159 Scotland, and 11 Norway and Sweden.
Census, 1890, 100,852.
Among the
early settlers of Montgomery county was Col. ROBERT
PATTERSON. He was born in Pennsylvania in 1753, and emigrated
to Kentucky in 1775. In 1804 he removed from Kentucky and settled
about a mile below Dayton. He was the
original proprietor of Lexington, Ky., and one-third owner of Cincinnati, when it was laid out. He was with Col. George Rogers Clarke in 1778, in his celebrated
Illinois campaign; in the following year he was in Bowman’s expedition against old Chillicothe. In this expedition, according to Patterson’s memoranda, Bowman had 400 men. In August, 1780, he was also a captain under
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Clark, in his
expedition against the Shawnees, on the Little Miami and Mad river; was second
in command to Col. Boone, August 19, 1782, at the battle of the Lower Blue Licks; was colonel on the second expedition of
Gen. Clarke, in the following September, into the
Miami country; held the same office in 1786, under Col. Logan, in his expedition against the Shawnees. He died, August 5, 1827. His early life was
full of incidents, one of the most remarkable of which we give in his own
language, as originally published in the Ohio
National Journal:
Canoe Jonrney up the Ohio.—In the fall of 1776 I started from McClellan’s station (now Georgetown, Ky.) in company
with Jos. McNutt, David Perry, James Wernock, James
Templeton, Edward Mitchell and Isaac Greer, to go to Pittsburg. We procured
provision for our journey at the Blue Licks, from the well-known stone house,
the Buffalo. At Limestone we procured a
canoe, and started up the Ohio river by water. Nothing
material transpired during several of the
first days of our journey. We landed at Point Pleasant, where was a fort
commanded by Capt. Arbuckle. After
remaining there a short time, and receiving dispatches
from Capt. Arbuckle to the commandant at Wheeling, we again proceeded. Aware
that Indians were lurking along the bank of the river we travelled
with the utmost caution. We usually landed an hour before sunset, cooked and eat our supper, and went on until
after dark. At night we lay without fire, as convenient to our canoe as
possible, and started again in the morning at
daybreak. We had all agreed that if any
disaster should befall us by day or by night that we should stand by each
other, as long as any help could be afforded.
Attacked by
Indians—At length the memorable
12th of October arrived. During the day we passed several new improvement, which occasioned us to be less watchful and
careful than we had been before. Late in
the evening we landed opposite the island [on the Ohio side of the river, in what is now Athens county], then called the Hockhocking, and
were beginning to flatter ourselves that we should reach some inhabitants the next day. Having eaten nothing that day, contrary to our usual practice, we
kindled a fire and cooked supper. After we had eaten, and made the last of our
flour into a loaf of bread, and put it into an old brass kettle to bake; so
that we might be ready to start again in the morning at daybreak, we lay down to rest, keeping the same clothes on at night
that we wore during the day. For the want
of a better, I had on a hunting-shirt and britch
clout (so called), and flannel leggins. I had my
powder-horn and shot-pouch on my side, and placed the butt of my gun under my head. Five
of our company lay on, the east side of the fire, and James Templeton and myself on the west; we
were lying on our left aides, myself in front, with my right hand hold of my gun. Templeton
was close behind me. This was our position, and asleep, when we
were fired upon by a party of Indians. Immediately after the fire they
rushed upon us with tomahawks, as if
determined to finish the work of death they had begun. It appeared that one Indian had shot on my side of the fire. I saw the flash of the gun and felt the ball
pass through me, but where I could not tell, nor
was it at first painful. I sprang
to take up my gun, but my right shoulder came to the ground. I made another
effort, and was half bent in getting up, when an Indian sprang past the fire
with savage fierceness, and struck me
with his tomahawk. From the position I
was in, it went between two ribs, just behind the backbone, a little below the kidney, and penetrated the cavity of the
body. He then immediately turned to
Templeton (who by this time had got to his feet with his gun in hand), and seized his gun. A desperate scuffle ensued, but Templeton held
on, and finally bore off the gun.
A Forlorn
Condition.—In the meantime I made from the light, and in my attempt to get
out of sight, I was delayed for a moment by getting my right arm fast between a
tree and a sapling, but having got clear and away from the light of the fire,
and finding that I had lost the use of my right arm, I made a shift to keep it up by drawing it through the
straps, of my shot-pouch. I could see the crowd about the fire, but the firing had ceased and the strife
seemed to be over. I had reason to
believe that the others were all shot and tomahawked. Hearing no one coming
towards me, I resolved to go to the river and, if possible, to get into the
canoe and float down, thinking by that means I might possibly reach Point Pleasant, supposed to be about 100
miles distant. Just as I got on the beach a little below the canoe an Indian in the canoe gave a whoop which gave me to understand
that it was best to withdraw. I did so;
and with much difficulty got to an old log, and being very thirsty, faint and
exhausted, I was glad to sit down. I felt
the blood running, and heard it dropping on the leaves
all around me. Presently I heard the
Indians board the canoe and float past. All
was now silent, and I felt myself in a moat forlorn
condition. I could not see the fire, but
determined to find it and see if any of my comrades were alive. I steered the
course which I supposed the fire to be, and having reached it, I found
Templeton alive, but wounded in nearly the same
manner that was James Wernock was also
dangerously wounded, two balls having passed
through his body; Jos. McNutt was dead and scalped; D. Perry was
wounded, but not badly, and Isaac Greer
was missing. The miseries of that hour
cannot well be described.
Wernock’s Resignation.—When daylight
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appeared we held a council, and concluded that
inasmuch as one gun and some ammunition was saved, Perry would furnish us with
meat, and we would proceed up the river by slow marches to the nearest
settlements, supposed to be one hundred miles. A small quantity of provisions
which was found scattered around the fire was picked up and distributed among
us, and a piece of blanket, which was saved from the fire, was given to me to
cover a wound on my back. On examination, it was found that two balls had
passed through my right arm, and that the one was broken; to dress this,
splinters were taken from a tree near the fire that had been shivered by
lightning, and placed on the outside of my hunting-shirt and bound with a
string. And now, being in readiness to move, Perry took the gun and ammunition,
and we all got to our feet except Wernock, who, on
attempting to get up fell back to the ground. He refused to try again, said
that he could not live, and at the same time desired us to do the best we could
for ourselves. Perry then took hold of
his arm and told him if he would get up he would
carry him; upon this he made another effort to get up, but falling back
as before, he begged us m the most solemn manner to leave him. At his request,
the old kettle was filled with water and placed at his aide, which
he said was the last and only favor required of us, and then conjured us to
leave him and try to save ourselves, assuring us that should he live to see us again, he would
cast no reflections of unkindness upon us. Thus
we left him. When we had got a little
distance I looked back, and distressed and hopeless as Wernock’s
condition really was, I felt to envy it. After going about 100 poles, we were obliged
to stop and rest, and found ourselves too sick and weak to proceed. Another
consultation being held, it was agreed that Templeton and myself should remain
there with Edward Mitchell, and Perry should take the gun and go to the nearest
settlement and seek relief. Perry promised that if he could not procure
assistance he would be back in four days. He then returned to the camp and
found Wernock in the same state of mind as when we left,
perfectly rational and sensible of his condition, replenished his kettle, with
water, brought us some fire and started for the settlement.
Wernock’s Death,—Alike unable to go back or forward,
and being very thirsty, we set about getting water from a small stream that
happened to be near us, our only drinking vessel an old wool hat, which was so
broken that it was with great difficulty made to hold water; but by stuffing
leaves in it, we made it hold so that each one could drink from once filling
it. Nothing could have been a greater luxury to
us than a drink of water from the old hat
Just at night Mitchell returned to see if Wernock
was still living, intending, if he was dead, to get the kettle for us, he arrived just in time to see him expire; but not choosing to leave him until he
should be certain that he was dead, he stayed with him until darkness came on,
and when he attempted to return to us, he
got lost and lay from us all night. We suffered much that night for the want of
fire, and through fear that he was either killed or that he had ran of; but
happily for us our fears were groundless, for next morning at sunrise he found
his way to our camp. That day we moved about 200 yards farther up a deep
ravine, and farther from the river. The weather, which had been cold and
frosty, now became a little warmer, and commenced raining. Those that were with me could set up, but I
had no alternative but to lie on my back on the ground with my right arm over my body. The
rain continuing neat day, Mitchell took an excursion to examine the hills, and
not far distant he found a rock projecting from the cliff sufficient to shelter
us from the rain, to which place we very gladly removed. He also gathered pawpaws
for us, which were our only food, except perhaps a few grapes.
Rescuers
Arrive.—Time moved slowly on until Saturday. In the meantime we talked
over the danger to which Perry was exposed, the distance he had to go and the
improbability of his returning. When the
time had expired which he had allowed himself, we concluded that we would, if
alive, wait for him until Monday; and if he did not come then, and no relief
should be afforded, we would attempt to travel to Point Pleasant. The third day
after our defeat my arm became very painful. The
splinters and leaves and my shirt were cemented together with blood, and stuck
so fast to my arm that it required the application of warm water for nearly a
whole day to loosen them so that they could be taken off; when this was done, I
had my arm dressed with white oak leaves, which had
a very good effect. On Saturday, about
twelve o’clock, Mitchell came with his bosom full of pawpaws,
and placed them convenient to us, and returned to his station on the river. He
had been gone about an hour, when to our great joy we beheld him coming with a company of men.
When they approached us, we found that our trusty friend and companion,
David Perry, had returned to our assistance with Captain John Walls, his
officers and most of his company. Our feelings of gratitude may possibly be
conceived, but words can never describe them. Suffice to say that these eyes
flowed down plenteously with tears, and I was so completely overwhelmed with
joy that I fell to the ground. On my recovery, we were taken to the river and
refreshed plentifully with provisions, which the captain had brought, and had
our wounds dressed by an experienced man, who came for that purpose. We were
afterwards described by the captain to be in a most forlorn and pitiable
condition, more like corpses beginning to petrify than living beings.
While we were at the cliff which sheltered us from the
rain, the howling of the wolves in the direction of the fatal spot whence we
had so narrowly escaped with our lives, left no doubt that they were feasting
on the
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bodies of our much-lamented friends, McNutt and Wernock. While we were refreshing ourselves at the river,
and having our wounds dressed, Captain Walls went with some of his men to the
place of our defeat, and collected the
bones of our late companions, and buried them with the utmost expedition and
care. We were then conducted by water to Captain Wall’s station, at Grave creek.
HISTORICAL AND DESCRIPTIVE
MISCELLANIES.
The following
series are from the pen of Mr. Robert W. Steele as originally communicated to the “History of Dayton,” a large octavo of
seven hundred and twenty-seven pages, published in 1889 by Harvey W. Crew. Mr.
Steele is a Christian gentleman, who has devoted a large part of a long life to
the highest interests of the public. He
was born in Dayton, July 3, 1819, of an honored parentage, his ancestry having been of that Scoth-Irish
Presbyterian stock that settled in the
Valley of Virginia. He graduated in 1840
at the Miami University; was for thirty
years member of the Dayton Board of Education and long its president; has been
connected with the Dayton Public Library from the beginning; is a member of
the State Board of Charities and of the State Board Several of the other
articles which follow are also contributed by
him as the account of the great Harrison Convention of 1840. Sketches of Daniel Cooper,
the Van Cleves, etc.
NATURAL ADVANTAGES.
FERTILE
SOIL. TIMBER.
Long before any
permanent settlement was made in the Miami Valley, its beauty and fertility
were known to the inhabitants of Kentucky and the people beyond the Alleghanies, and repeated efforts were made to get
possession of it. These efforts led to retaliation on the part of the Indians,
who resented the attempt to dispossess them of their lands, and the continuous
raids back and forth across the Ohio River to gain or keep control of this
beautiful valley, caused it to be called, until the close of the eighteenth
century, the “Miami Slaughter-house.” The report of the French Major Celoron de Bienville, who, in August, 1749, ascended the La
Roche or Big Miami River in bateaux to visit the Twightwee
villages at Piqua, has been preserved, but Gist, the agent of the Virginians,
who formed the Ohio Land Company, was probably the first person who wrote a
description in English of the region surrounding Dayton. Gist visited the Twightwee or Miami
villages in 1751. He was delighted with
the fertile and well watered land, with its large oak, walnut, maple, ash, wild cherry and other trees. “The country,” he says,
“abounded with turkey, deer, elk and most sorts of game, particularly
buffaloes, thirty or forty of which are frequently seen feeding in one meadow;
in short, it wants nothing but cultivation to make it a most delightful
country. The land upon the Great Miami
River is very rich, level and well
timbered, some of the finest meadows that can be. The grass here grows to a great height on the clear fields, of
which there are a great number, and the bottoms
are full of white clover, wild rye and blue grass.” it is stated by pioneer writers that the buffalo and elk
disappeared from Ohio about the year 1795.
The development
of the Miami Valley has shown that the glowing accounts of the early explorers
as to the fertility of the soil were not too highly colored. Beautiful and
fertile as the Miami Valley is, no part of it surpasses, if it equals, the
region immediately surrounding Dayton. The “MAD RIVER COUNTRY,” as this region
was called by the first pioneers, was the synonym for all that was desirable in
farming lands.
RIVERS.
Dayton is fortunate in its location
at the confluence of four important streams—the Miami, Mad River, Stillwater
and Wolf Creek. Each of these streams
has its valley
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of great beauty and fertility, and these valleys produce
large and profitable crops of every variety. As reported in the United States
census report of 1880, the total value of farm products in Montgomery County in
1879 was three million two hundred and eighty-eight thousand four hundred and
forty-nine dollars, a greater amount than was produced
by any other county in Ohio. An
incidental advantage resulting from the four river
valleys is the facilities they afford for the construction of railroads, which,
through them, may reach Dayton on easy grades, and at comparatively small cost. No
doubt to this cause may be partly attributed the fact that, with Dayton as a
centre, ten railroads radiate in every direction.
BUILDING
STONE AND GRAVEL.
One of nature’s
chief gifts to Dayton is the building atone that underlies a large part of
Montgomery County, Of especial value is the Niagara, or, as it is commonly
called, the Dayton stone. So extensive are the beds of this stone that
Professor Orton, the State geologist, pronounces it inexhaustible.
Another article, which at first thought may be considered of little value, is of the greatest importance. Gravel is so abundant and so cheap that we seldom reflect what an important part it has played in the development of the country. Professor Orton says: “It is not easy to set a proper estimate upon the beds of sand and gravel o