Madison County, Ohio - Biographical sketches (2 of 2 so headed), 1883 (part 11 of 13)

NEWMAN MITCHELL, one of the men who helped make a history for Madison County, was born April 29, 1811, on the banks of the Ohio River, forty miles above Cincinnati, Ohio. He was the son of Ensign and Lucy (Hubbard) Mitchell. His father moved to Madison County, Ohio, and settled on a farm about four and a half miles southeast of Mechanicsburg, in the year 1815. In about the year 1826, his father moved to another farm, near Rosedale. This farm consisted of 600 acres, bought from one Galloway. Newman and his brother Abizar bought 450 acres of this farm from their father, and succeeded in paying for it; he married, January 1, 1837. Miss Cassandra Bradley, daughter of David and Nancy Bradley, born March 17, 1818, sister to Lawson, David M. and Shelton Bradley. He made subsequent purchases until he owned over 400 acres of land in that settlement; and in 1853 he bought the "Tom Morris farm," uear Tradersville, on to which he moved in that same year. In 1865, he bought the Nathaniel Griffin farm, 433 acres, for which he paid $20,000. He afterward assisted his son-in-law, David Bales, in buying out the heirs in the Bales farm, one mile north of Somerford, consisting of about 355 acres; he then added, by three different purchases, nearly 1,000 acres from the D. W. C. Sawyer farm, adjoining his home farm. His later purchases, made after the war, were in conjunction with his son, Charles Mitchell, as an equal partner. With what he has given to his children, he now owns about 2,200 acres, all of which is well improved; he has always been diligent, industrious and honest. "Uncle Newman's" word has always passed at par value. For many years he has been a consistent member of the Methodist Episcopal Church; he has made his money in legitimate enterprises. He never indulged in any "wild cat" speculations. He dealt in cattle and other live stock, and has generally been an extensive farmer, employing hired help to quite an extent; he has been a good husband, a good father, a good neighbor, a peaceable and law-abiding citizen, and a good example for both voting and old. What more need be said of auv man?

THOMAS H. NICEWANNER, farmer, P. O. Somerford, was born in Washington County, Md., February 1, 1844, and is a son of Henry and and Sarah (Brown) Nicewanner. Henry was a native of Virginia, born in December, 1815, and Sarah was a native of Maryland, born January 18, 1819. They were married in Maryland, emigrated to Ohio in 1861 and settled in Somerford Township, Madison County, where Sarah died in 1844. He married for his second wife Sarah Smith. Our subject, when twenty -two years of age, began farming and milling, and continued until 1877, when he bought 100 acres of land, sold that and bought 133 acres in Indiana. Soon afterward he sold that and bought town property in Somerford, where he resides. He has held the office of Township Trustee of Somerford Township. He was united in marriage with Nancy A. Ellsworth, December 26, 1868. She was born in Clark County, Ohio, May !. L844. To this union have been born five children, of whom four survive - Candy H, Ressie D., Rosa L. and Thursey D. We are called upon to chronicle the sad death of little Willie, which occurred March 29, L882. While the little fellow was carrying an armful of corn in the barn lot. he was hooked by a cow, causing his death almost instantly. Mr. and Mrs. Nicewanner have been members of the Methodist Church for a great many years.

WILLIAM M. OVERTURF was born in Ohio, December 21, 1832, and was a son of Solomon and Elizabeth (Griffin) Overturf, the former a native of Pennsylvania and the latter of Virginia. They were married in Ohio, where they settled and remained until their death, the former in February, 1847, and the latter in June, 1881 They were the parents of ten children, all of whom are living. Our subject, after his father's death, began working for himself as a farm hand by the month, and thus he continued for a time, after which he learned the carpenter trade. He acquired a common-school education, and was tinited in marriage, August 14, 1854, with Hannah J. Long. Four years after his marriage, he commenced studying for the ministry, and in i860 he began active service in the Christian Church. Ho has been engaged in the good work for twenty-two years, preaching in Somorford for sixteen years. Mr. and Mrs. Overturf are the parents of five children, viz.: Frank, Clark. Flora. Klinore and Hattie. Mr. Overturf is hold in the highest esteem by his congregation and the people of his community.

JOHN PAINE, retired farmer, P. O. Somerford, was born in Maryland, iu 1813 and is a son of Jesse and Nancy (Griffin) Paine, who were natives of Maryland. They were married in Maryland, emigrated to Ohio, and settied in Madison County, where they remained until their death, he in 1859, a ad she in 18(34. Our subject, when twenty- two years old, began working by the job, and thus he continued for two years, when he commenced farming as a renter, and followed this for five years, when he bought hfty-one acres of land, which he worked for himself. He also owns nice town property. He was married four times. The first time he was unite; i in marriage with -lane Helderstine, in 1835. She died in 1840, and he married Sarah Celler in 1842. She passed away in 1844, and he married Betsy Cuberly in 1846. She died in 1848. He remained a widower until 1851, when he was united in marriage with Sarah McDonell. He is the father of twelve children, of whom seven survive, viz., Arminta, Anna Belle, John \Y., James O., Catharine. Eliza J. and Mary. Mr. Paine is a member of the Methodist Church, and is a very pleasant and sociable old gentleman.

G. M. POTEE, retired farmer, P. O. Somerford, is the son of Sutton and Hannah (Markley) Potee, was born in Maryland, March 21, 1817. His parents emigrated to Ohio in September, 1817, and settled in Madison County, where they remained until their deaths, he March 9, 1863, and she February 7, 1868. Gabriel, at the age of nineteen, began farming as a renter, and thus he continued for eight years, when he bought twelve acres of land, to which he has since added until he owns 243 acres, in a high state of cultivation. He acquired a common school education, and has been Township Trustee of Somerford Township for three terms, an office he filled with credit to himself and his constituents. He was united in marriage with Levina Mitchell December 4, 1836 She was a native of Madison County, Ohio, where she was born January 22, 1819, and by this union has had eight children, of whom five survive, viz., Claudius, Lizzie, Newton, John M. and Nancy A. Mr. and Mrs. Potee have been members of the Methodist Church since they were sixteen years of age.

SAMUEL PRUGH, farmer and stock-raiser, P. O. Somerford, was born in Maryland October 28, 1811, and is a son of George and Margaret (Markley) Prugh, the former of German descent, and the latter a native of Maryland, where they were united in marriage. They emigrated to Ohio in 1S12, and settled near Somerford, Madison County, where they remained until their death. Samuel, the third son and fourth child of the family, acquired a common school education, and remained at home with his parents until twenty one years of age, when he went to work for himself by the day as a farm hand, but at the expiration of the first year, he engaged as a renter for a few years. He was united in marriage, March, 1835, with Nancy Bradly, who was born in Greene County, Ohio, November 8, 1818. Soon after their marriage, he purchased and kept a grocery in London, a business he engaged in for three years, at the expiration of which time he and his brother bought 600 acres of land in Union Township, Madison County. He has since added to this purchase until he owns at the present time 960 acres of well- improved land. He and wife are the parents of thirteen children, of whom eleven are living, viz., Ellen, Margaret, Mary, George W., Nancy F., H. H., Malinda, Emma M., Samuel M., Laura E. and James B. Mr. Prugh is a member of the German Baptist Church.

G. W. PRUGH, farmer, P. O. Somerford, was born in Somerford Township, Madison County, Ohio, June 16, 1816, and is a son of George and Margaret (Markley) Prugh, natives of Maryland, where they were married. They emigrated to Ohio in 1812, and settled in Somerford Township, Madison County, where they remained until their deaths, the former in 1841, and the latter in 1864. G. W. Prugh, when twenty-one years of age, engaged in farming as a renter, and thus continued for twelve years, when he bought sixty-two acres of land, which he afterward sold, and his wife having inherited 409 acres from her father's estate he farmed that. He acquired a common school education, and has filled the office of Treasurer of Somerford Township for seven years. He was united in marriage with Louisa Wilson February 8, 1838. She is a native of Madison County, and was born January 5, 1823. To this union have been born three children, viz. : Valentine H., Maria J. and Theodore. Mr. and Mrs. Prugh are members of the Christian Church.

GEORGE PRUGH. farmer, P. O. Somerford. The subject of this sketch was born in London, Madison Co.. Ohio, January 13, 1832, and is a son of Gabriel and Matilda (Wilson) Prugh; the former was born in Mary land in 1804. and emigrated to Madison County, Ohio, when a boy. The latter was a native of Ohio. They were married in Madison County in 1831 , and settled in Somerford Township, where they now reside. George Prugh was engaged for the first few years of his life in working by the month, after which he engaged in fanning as a renter, and thus continued for six years, when he engaged in taking public contracts, a business he followed for fifteen years, at the expiration of which he bought a hundred acres of woodland in Clark County, Ohio. In a short time he sold that, and bought 340 acre-, of land in Somerford Township, where he now resides, and from which he has since sold 105 acres, leaving 235 acres of good land. He is a member of the I. O. O. F., and has held the office of Township Trustee of Somerford Township for five years. He was united in marriage with Julia Connors September 15, L858. The rosult of this union has been four children, viz. : Effie, William, Thomas and Lewis. Mr. Prugh lives in one of the oldest houses in Madison County.

JAMES W. D. STATELER, farmer, P. O. London, is a native of Licking County Ohio, where he was bom June 28, 1S18. He is a son of Micli.iol and May (Dunlap) Stateler, who were both natives of Virginia. They emigrated to Licking County, Ohio, and afterward to Madison County, where they settled and remained until their deaths, he in IS 12. and she in 1873. James has been engaged in farming and raising stock all his life. He rented land the first ten years, then bough! 200 acres of well-improved land, to which he has since added until ho now owns 4S0 acres. He acquired a common school education, has been a member of the Masonic order for ten years, a member of the I. O. O. F. for twenty-five years, and has served as Trustee and Clerk of Somerford Township. He was united in marriage to Miss Phebe Round March 23, 1843. This union has been blessed by the birth of eight children, of whom five survive - Michal, Sarah, William, Mary and John.

ASA TAYLOR, retired farmer, P. O. Somerford, was born in New York January 20, 1803, and is a son of Andrew and Rebecca (Davis) Taylor, natives of New York, whore they were married. They emigrated to New Jersey, where they remained fifteen years, and then emigrated to Fairfield County, Ohio, in 1821, where they remained until after Andrew's death, when the widow moved to Madison County, whore she remained until her death. Asa Taylor first engaged to work in a woolen factory, and in this occupation he continued for four years, when he lost his health. The next two years of his life he spent in traveling for his health, and feelino- able once more to resume work, he engaged with a man to drive stage, and continued at that business for four years. After he quit driving stao-e, he moved to the country, and sottled within one half mile of where he now resides. He first bought 150 acres of timbered land; sold that and bought 100 acres of improved land, where he resides. He acquired a common school education, and was united in marriage in 1830, with Eliza Comer, who has borne him eight children, of whom six now survive, viz. : David, Oliver, William, Sarah, Sylvanus and Oscar. Mr. Taylor is one of the oldest citi zens of Somerford Township.

WILLIAM TETER, farmer, P. O. Somerford, was born in Virginia November 25, 1827, and is a son of John and Dorothy (Lossen) Teter, natives of Virginia, where John was born in 1805, and Dorothy in 1808. They were married in Virginia, where they remained until their death. William emigrated to Ohio in November, 1851, and settled in Madison County. He first engaged as a farm hand, working by the month, and thus he continued for seven years, when he engaged as a renter, and has continued ever since in this capacity. He raises a great deal of stock, principally sheep. He acquired a common school education in the common schools, and was united in marriage, June 8, 1853, with Miss Mary Kennedy.

DAVID WARD, farmer, P. O. Somerford, was born in Clark County October 15. 1825, and is a son of Andrew and Sarah (Marsh) Ward. Andrew was a native of Virginia, and Sarah of Clark County, where they were united in marriage. They moved to Madison County, Ohio, in 1842, and settled in Somerford Township, where they remained until their deaths, which occurred in 1852. David Ward, when twenty-one years of ao-e, engaged in farming at $10 per month, and thus continued for four years, when he inherited from his father's estate seventy-five acres of land, to which he has since added until he owns about 700 acres, all well improved. He engages to some extent in the raising of cattle and hogs. Ho acquired a common school education in the common schools of Ohio. He was united in marriage with Mary Lannon in 1869. To this union have been born four children, all living.

ALEXANDER W EST (deceased). The subject of this sketch was born June 21, 1809, and is a son of Edwin and Margaret (Shell) West Edwin was born December 17, 1788, and Margaret, December 10, 1782. The subject of our sketch was united in marriage with Elizabeth Curl, March 31, 1831. She was born March 29, 1812. He engaged in farming as a renter for the first few years, when he bought seventy acres of fine land where his widow now resides. He acquired a common school education, and served as Justice of the Peace of Somerford Township for a number of years, and was filling that office at the time of his death, which occurred December 20, 1861. Mr. and Mrs. West were the parents of fourteen children, of whom seven survive - Margaret, Sarah, Edmond, Linnie, Samuel, Mary Ann and Thomas. He was a member of the Methodist Church.

JAMES M. WILLARD, farmer, P. O. Somerford, was born in Someiford Township, Madison County, Ohio, October 21, 1829, and is a son of Abner S. and Hulda (Colver) Willard. The former was a native of Vermont, and he was born in 1791 ; he emigrated first to Canada, then to New York, and in 1812 to Champaign County, Ohio, where he remained until 1815, when he came to Madison County, where he settled and remained until his death, December 16, 1872. Our subject's mother was born on the banks of Lake Champlain, in the State of New York, 1796. They wore married in Madison County, Ohio, in 1817, where she died June 3, 1861. James M. Willard was united in marriage with Ellen Hull November 25, 1851. She was born in Madison County, Ohio, July 2, 1830. Soon after their marriage, Mr. Willard engaged in farming and stock-raising, a business he has followed ever since. He rented land for a few years, when he bought ^00 acres, and has since added to it until he now owns 258 acres of wellimproved land in Somerford Township. He acquired a common school education, and served as. Commissioner of Madison County for three years - elected by Republican votes. He has held the office of Township Trustee of Somerford Township at different times; has been elected School Director by his neighbors, and has filled that office for twenty years. Mr. and Mrs. Willard are the parents of six children, of whom five are living, viz. : Tabitha, Edwin E., Nettie O., Louie R. and Horace M. Mr. Willard is a member of the I. O. O. F. Lodge, and he and his wife are both members of the Universalist Church.

Jacob Wilson. - The first authentic information I have been able to gather of this family is that of Jacob Wilson, an Irishman, who had married a German wife. In the year 1790, he left the South Branch of the Potomac River, in Virginia, not far from Harper's Ferry, and emigrated to Kentucky, to what is now the county of Clark. In the year 1802, after having lived twelve years in Kentucky, he came to Ohio, and settled on the head- waters of Beaver Creek, Bath Township, and county of Greene, near the present site of the village of Fairfield.

Jacob Wilson was the father of thirteen children, or of twelve, as some of the friends believe. Their names were as follows, although probably not in the order of their births: Jacob, William, Michael, John, James, Valentine, Jeremiah, Isaac, Daniel, Mary, Eleanor, Elizabeth and Rachel. Some of the friends think there was not one of the name of Rachel.

Jacob Wilson, the first born of Jacob, the first known ancestor, remained in Kentucky until the time of his death, which was at a ripe old age. He became very wealthy. He became the largest holder of slaves in that portion of the State. He enjoyed the unenviable notoriety, also, of being the heaviest weight in that part of the Slate, weighing, at one time, over four hundred pounds. He and his wife together weighed seven hun-

William Wilson died during the war of 1812, at Fairfield, Ohio, of " cold plague, " or cerebro spinal meningitis. He left three children - Susannah, Elizabeth and William.

Michael Wilson died in 1813 at Fairfield, Ohio, leaving three children - Washington, Josiah and Michael. Josiah is said to have been the brightest and handsomest man ever born into the Wilson family. He died at an early age.

Isaac Wilson, who came to Ohio with his father in 1802, remained at Fairfield, Greene County, Ohio, until his death, in the spring of 1859. He was a short, heavy, very fleshy man, who, in walking, stepped out little more than the length of his feet.

Eleanor Wilson married John Bradley, of Greene County, Ohio, but subsequently came to Madison County, and both lived and died one mile north of Somerford, where Uncle Wash Wilson now lives.

Elizabeth Wilson married Charles Hefley, of Greene County, Ohio, but afterward came to Madison County, and settled near Somerford, where both died advanced in years.

Valentine Wilson, son of Jacob, the first known ancestor, came to Ohio with his father in 1802. He was born near Harper's Ferry, Va., October 1, 1785. He moved to Kentucky with his father in 1790, when five years of age; and was seventeen when he came to Ohio. In 1806, he was married to Miss Eleanor Judy, of Greene County, Ohio, daughter of John Judy, a Swiss, and Phoebe (Lamaster) Judy, his wife - a woman of French parentage. To them were born six children - William D., born February 27, 1807; James, born December 20, 1808; John, October 19, 1810; Eli, July 12, 1812; Matilda, October 12, 1814; Malinda, January 12, 1817.

On the 5th day of September, 1818, Eleanor (Judy) Wilson died; and in the year 1819 he was married to Miss Susannah Humble, who became the mother of four children - Lucinda, born January 7, 1820; Washington, September 7, 1821; Louisa, January 5, 1823; Jackson, September 3, 1824.

On the 18th day of August, 1825, Susannah (Humble) Wilson died; and on the 18th day of June, 1827. he was married to Miss Nancy Roberts, who became the mother of nine childron - Caroline M., born June 28, 1828; -Alexander Hamilton. February 7, 1830; Emeline, September 12, 1831; Mary Ann, October 1, 1832; Valentine C, January 19, 1834; Margaret, May 5, 1835, and died in infancy, June 3, 1835; Jacob W., April 29, 1836; Daniel Boone, December 4, 1837; Nancy Frances, October 26, 1840. By the three marriages he became the father of nineteen children, seventeen of whom became heads of families. Margaret died in infancy, and Daniel Boone died, unmarried, at the old homestead, April 26, 1860.

It was not my pleasure to have had a personal acquaintance with Valentine Wilson; but that ho was a man of no ordinary gifts, both mental and physical, seems to be a fact of general acceptance among those who knew him the most intimately. He was a man of great presence of mind

- which gift stood him in good stead on more than one occasion. Once, when riding after night, he was halted by highwaymen who suspected him of having money in his possession, whom he completely disarmed by answering in a calm and unruffled tone of voice: "Well, well, boys, you have got me this time; I have 25 cents in my pocket, and if you will go back to the tavern with me. we will take that out in a treat all round." They then let him pass without a search or further parley, without suspicion of the fact that he had upon his person, in "genuine coin of the realm," more than $7,000, besides his 25 cents! He was also an unconscious psychologist. He could divine a man's errand when approaching him. when a long distance off - forming an opinion which was seldom founded in an error, as to whether he was coming to buy, to sell, or to borrow money ; and he often robbed a refusal of its poignancy, from this latter class, by forestalling them with the question if they knew of any of their neighbors who had $200 or $300 that they would loan for <t fete days! He died of dropsy, on the 2d day of July, 1855, on the farm where he settled in 1816; but from the small beginning of 160 acres - his first purchase - in the thirty-nine years of his afterlife, he accumulated about seven thousand acre* of land! besides over $60,- 000 in personal property, and died the wealthiest man who had ever been a citizen of Madison County !

William D. Wilson, the Land Baron of Madison County, was the firstborn of Valentine and Eleanor (Judy) Wilson. He was born in Bath Township, Greene County, Ohio, February 27, 1807; and died of erysipelas at his homestead on the Darby Plains, on the 25th day of March, 1873. In 1829, he married Miss Nancy Moore, of Madison County. Ohio, who died at the old homestead in September, 1882. Her father was killed by the Indians in the war of 1812. By this marriage there were born to them eight children - Alexander, Ellen, James Monroe, La Fayette. William M., Sarah, Washington and Taylor. In writing of William D. Wilson, I am writing of no ordinary man. I knew him intimately and well; and in many respects I think he was the most remarkable man I ever knew.

There is no photograph or other likeness of him left, while living. There was a post mortem photograph taken, but it is a monstrosity. He stood six feet in his boots. He was straight, and with well-rounded and of comely proportions, up until late in life, when he inclined to corpulency. His hands and feet were small and short; his hair dark brown, thick and oily; his head large - No. 1\ hat - well rounded, and well balanced phrenologically; his complexion clear, and slightly florid; his lower jaw strongly set; his teeth short, even, pearly white, and without signs of decay up until the time of his death. His face was full, and his cheeks full, round and solid, like Bob Ingersoll's. There was an irresistible charm in his full, round. Saxon ey« the honest inheritance from his Saxon grandmother. If one was. at first sight, when his face was severely* in repose, impressed with the idea that he was somewhat gross and sensual, the varied expression of his wonderful eye. when he became animated, soon set that illusion aside. He was a good and entertaining talker, with an inclination to ask more questions than he was called on to answer. If you were not on your guard, he would cautiously and quietly pump you dry, without giving back an equivalent, unless it was in the pleasure of his company. In conversation, his voice was agreeable and pleasing; but when it was raised to a high pitch, one would be reminded of the fable of the lion and the foxes - '"''One, but a lion "'

In the race of life, he commenced as his father before him had done single-handed and alone. He served his father faithfully and well until ho was twenty-one years of age. He then hired, as an ordinary farm laborer, for three months "wet and dry," at $7 a month, to Judge John Arbuckle, a near neighbor. Shortly after this term of service, he married, and bought 200 acres of land, out in the Darby Plains, at 80 cents an acre. This was bought with borrowed money, his uncle Daniel going on his notes. The Darby Plains were mostly tmder water in those days during the v?et season of the year; but they grew a rank, coarse kind of wild grass, which, if cut and properly cured, contained just enough nourishment to keep cattle from starving to death. As it had been with his father before him, when a boy at home, so it became with him now. They were not raisers or breeders of cattle. They bought them when two or three years old, and then kept them until fat enough for market. Sometimes a $7 steer, brought from the timber land in Indiana in the winter or spring, and put on the open grass land of the Darby Plains, would bring $25 or $30 in the fall of that year. These fatted cattle passed into the hands of another class of dealers, of which the Renicks, of Pickaway County, were the originators the class of dealers who took them on a six weeks' slow journey, over the mountains, to the Baltimore or Philadelphia markets. So that his motto became like that of Emperor Constantine - ' ' By this sign ye conquer." Money began to grow. Each year his herds grew larger, and soon he began to add new acres to his first purchase. His first cabin stood over across the road from where he died, in a cluster of apple trees that are still standing.

About a year before he died, he was at my house, and I questioned him as to his mode of accumulating so much property. His answer was that it was "easy enough! easy enough! No mystery about it! Gather in and spread out! Gather in and spread out!" It probably seemed easy enough to him, for he was not a common or ordinary man. But if it was all so easy and simple, how did it happen that he absorbed nearly a half township of improved farms, whose tenantless houses, or solitary chimneys, scattered for miles across his possessions, looked like a vast and limitless harbor, with fleets lying dreamily at anchor!

The free turnpike leading from London to Plain City passes for nine miles through his farm; and within three years he paid $28,000 in taxes for free turnpikes alone. His farm, on the west, adjoined Dun Glen, the farm of John G. Dun, in Deer Creek Township, and stretched continuously to where he was buried, on his own farm, in the old Baptist Burying-Ground, on Big Darby.

He was social and convivial in his habits, fond of good company and plenty of it - upon all of which occasions he was the central figure. He did nothing by halves; it was either all work or all play. He was a natural born wit; and when in a merry mood kept everybody around him in a roar, excepting himself. He was never boisterous; never off his balance in any direction. His wit was keen, original, and generally practical- with a vein of philosophy running through it. He never indulged in any repartee that was bought second hand. He was original or nothing. He was never profane.

On one occasion, while a fiddler was tuning-up and resting his arm, Uncle Bill reminded him of the prodigal waste of time, by saying: "Mr. Tucker! Mr. Tucker! you must remember that every time a sheep stops to bleat it loses a mouthful!"

He was never quarrelsome or contentious. Neither he nor bis father before him, I am told, were ever engaged before any court, either as plaintiff or defendant. And I never heard him speak ill of any man.

Like his father, he had great presence of mind; and like, as it was with him, it stood him in good stead on many occasion?. His nearest bank, thirty years ago, was at Columbus, twenty miles away. Sometimes it required a large amount of money to carry on his business, and he was often suspected of having money upon his person or about his house. Once, when traveling at night, not many miles from home, he was halted by highwaymen, and with the muzzles of some old-fashioned brass-mounted horsepistols in unpleasant proximity to his head, was ordered, peremptorily, to hold up his hands. He suspected the identity of the parties, and jocularly called them by name. The question with them then was, either cold-blooded murder or joining in the laugh, as if the whole thing had been intended for a joke. This they did. They wilted, and allowed him to pass on home.

It was generally his custom to not go out after night without company. One of these protectors, not infrequently, was Ira Kilbury, an infant who kicked the beam at 240 pounds, and who could " whip his weight in wild cats." Returning from Plain City after night on one occasion, his carriage was flanked by highwaymen, who began to close in on either side; but his coolness saved him then. He spoke very loudly, and in a peremp tory tone - " Ira! Ira, my boy! whip up, whip up, or we won't get home be fore midnight! " Visions of the infant who could whip his weight in wild cats struck terror to the heart of the footpads, and they gave a wide berth and a fair field, when Ira, in reality, was snoring away in the quiet and security of his own cabin home, more than five miles away.

I have spoken of him as a Land Baron. In 1870, the State of Ohio contained fifty -six cultivated farms, of over 1,000 acres each. Of these fifty-six, thirty-six were in Madison County. William D. Wilson, in 1870, owned the largest improved farm in Ohio; he had 1,200 acres in one pasture, upon which you could not find a bush large enough for a riding whip. There were giant burr oaks in clusters or groves, but no brush. And in ai! the fifty or more miles of fencing on his farm, there was no one rod that did not look like it had been put up for corraling mules or wild deer. His farm had a capacity for more than 2,000 head of cattle; but he usually had ' a variety of stock. Before the war, he was in the habit of " turning off" about $10,000 worth of mules of his own raising annually. Once, since the war, in a time of depression in that line, he sent down among the hills of Southeastern Ohio, and bought about 18,000 head of sheep, at about $1 ahead. Times soon changed for this class of stock, and when the boom reached $7 or $8 a head, he sold out and changed over to something else.

He amassed a great fortune. Is this the story of his life? Not at all. He was a remarkable man aside from his fortune; he could as easily and would have as surely attained to great responsibilities and honors, had his great genius beon early directed in the channels that led that way. He had natural capacity enough to have been a railroad magnate, like Vander bilt; a financier like Alexander Hamilton or Chase; or a General of an army - for he was naturally a leader, and never a follower of men.

But was this fortune accumulated without fraud, misrepresentation, treachery or the oppression of the poor? I think every dollar of it was. William D. Wilson was an honorable and an honest man.

James Wilson, second born child of Valentine, and grandson of Jacob the first known ancestor, was born in Bath Township, Greene Co., Ohio, De- cember 28, 1808, and came to Madison County with his father in 1816, when eight years of age; he, like his brother, William D. Wilson, remained in service with his father until he was twenty-one years old.

In 1832, when he was twenty-five years old, he went to Kentucky and bought, at $2 an acre, of a man named Morgan, 400 acres of land out on the Darby Plains, this county, and which is now a part of the Taylor Wilson estate. Of this he kept 160 acres, sold fifty acres to his brother John, and the remainder to his brother William D.

In Jane, 1833, he married Miss Lucy Ballou, of Milford Centre, Ohio, a daughter of Martin Ballou, a native of Providence, R. I., and grandniece to Hosea Ballou, the Boston publisher. In September, 1833. three months after marriage, his wife died of milk sickness, just as he had a cabin on his farm on the plains nearly ready to commence housekeeping. The associations connected with his tenantless cabin were unpleasant to him; and in 1835 he sold his Plains farm and bought the John Scott farm, in Somerford Town ship, where Uncle Sammy Prugh now lives. He boarded with the Scott family, and raised a large crop of corn, which he fed to hogs, but this class of stock ran so low that year that he lost all his summer's work.

On the 2d day of October, 1836, he married Miss Elenor Smith, born June 20, 1818, near Granville, Ohio, daughter of John and Sophia (Bond) Smith; her father then lived two miles east of La Fayette, on the farm now owned by Jonathan Booth. At the time of his marriage, she was teaching the district school in Valentine Wilson's district. Thoy went to housekeeping on the John Scott farm, and there John, the first child, was born. In 1837, he bought two small parcels of land, one of which was where his brother Eli died. In 1838, he sold out in Somerford Township; he had lost faith in raising hogs to make a fortune out of-, he preferred risking in cattle and grass, and he went back to the Darby Plains and bought the Charley Arthur farm - 400 acres - which is now a portion of the John Price farm. He moved there and lived on it for five years. Two of his children. Valentine Henry and Thomas Bond were born there. In 1838, he bought fifty acres of the MacCumber farm; and in the fall of 1841, he bought 300 acres of the Russel Bidwell farm, at administrator's sale.

In the fall of 1842, he left the Darby Plains, and moved over to the Christman farm, one mile south of Somerford, and entered into a partner ship with his father, as a general trader and business manager. On this farm, on March 28, 1844, his only daughter, Lucy Elenor, was born.

In 1846, his half-brother, Jackson, being old enough to take his place as a partner with his father, he moved back to the Darby Plains, and settled on the Russel Bidwell farm; but in that same year he bought the Paul Alder farm, of 310 acres - where his son John now lives - and he then moved to it. In this same year, also, he bought fifty-seven acres of Nathaniel Saw yier. In the year 1847, he bought the Paul Smith farm, 175 acres.

In the year 1854, he sold the Arthur farm to his brother, William D., and bought the Stanley Watson farm. 400 acres, adjoining the village of La Fayette, where he moved, and where he now lives. He paid §16,000 for this farm, and, it is believed that it was the first $40 farm sold in the county. In 1855, he fell heir, by the death of his father, to 381 acres adjoining the WTatson farm; and in 1856 he bought the Carter farm, 400 acres, where his son-in-law, Dr. W. M. Beach, now lives. In 1860, he bougUt his half-brother Hamilton's share of his father's estate - 463 acres - adjoining his home farm; whilst Hamilton bought his brother William D. Wilson's

For more than thirty years James Wilson has been a member of the Methodist Episcopal Church I am writing this on the 20th day of December, 1882, the seventy- fourth anniversary of his birthday, and it finds him a halo and vigorous old man. in full possession of all his faculties, and the owner of about 2,350 acres of well-improved land with accompaniments, a part of which he has passed over to the control of his children. He is now the patriarch of the Wilson family, having attained a greater age, it is believed, than any other one who has ever been horn into the family. Knowing his modesty and retiring disposition, a eulogy upon his life and character as a citizen, and as a man. it is believed, would be distasteful to him. and I forbear.

Washington Wilson, son of Valentine, married Miss Linney "West, daughter of Edmund and Margaret (Shaw) West, born near Catawba, Clark County, Ohio, November L6, L824. Mr. Wilson has been a Deacon in the Christian Church, and a Trustee of the township of Somerford for more than twenty years. He is a large laud-holder, residing one mile north of Somerford; is a good neighbor, and a citizen of so pure and stainless a character, as to be above reproach or suspicion.

Alexander Hamilton Wilson, sou of Valentine, married Isabella Parsons Koogler, of Greene County. Ohio. He is a Justice of the Peace, and influential citizen of La Fayette. Ohio.

Valentine C. Wilson, son of Valentine, graduated at the Ohio Wesleyan University, Delaware. Ohio, in the class of L860 - the first classical graduate in his father's family. He died August 23, L861, of epidemic dysentery.

I ujob W. Wilson, son of Valentine, resides at Somerford. Ohio. He is a man of great inventive genius, his latest invention being a twine grainbinder, which promises a success.

Of the daughters of Valentine Wilson. 1 have given only the names; but they must have inherited something of the sagacity and psychological characteristics of their father. They all married poor boys. But the names of such men as Robert Boyd, Hiram W. Richmond and Thomas John Stutson, who all married into the family, offer a sufficienl evidence of the soundness <>f their judgment

VALENTINE WILSON, deceased, son of Jacob Wilson, a native of Virginia, was born in Pennsylvania in L786, and died in Madison County, July '_'. 1855. He emigrated to Ohio with his parents in 1802, and settled on the head-waters of Beaver Creek. Bath Township, Oreene County, where he remained until 1816, when he removed to Madison County, and settled on the head waters of Deer Greek, where he bough! 160 acres of land. He added to that until he had at the time of his death, which occurred July 'J. 1855, nearly 10,000 acres of hind, and 1,000 head of cattle and sheep. He died the wealthiest man who had ever been a citizen of the county. He was married three times and was the father of nineteen children. He married for his first wife F.lenor Jndy, in 1806, and she lived until L819, at which time she passed away from earth: the next wife that blessed his home was Susan CJmble, who died August 18, L825; for his third wife he married Nancy Roberts, June Is. 1827, with whom he lived until his death. She resides in Somerford, and has at this time about 2,500 acres of land which are under a high state of cultivation. She is a member of the Christian Church.

Susan (Umble) Wilson; Valentine' was born in Pennsylvania in 1780, and Susan in Ohio in 1790. They were married in Madison County in 1818. He was married three times, Susan being his second wife. She died August 18, L825, and he died July 2, 1ST)."). Our subject, when twenty one years old, began working by the month, and thus continued for three months, as he wanted to get money enough to gel married; at the expiration of that time he had $27. He was then united in marriage with Linnie West, November 17, 1842. She was born in Clark County November 16, L824. After their marriage he began farming as a renter, and continued for four years, when he bought sixty acres of land, to which he has since added until he now owns 800 acres. He is a member of the! O. O. F. order, and served as Township Trustee of Somerford Township for fourteen .ear-. Mr. and .Mrs. Wilson are the parents of eighl children, of whom six survive - Jackson, Alexander, Valentine, Belle, Griffin and Charles. Mr. and Mrs. Wilson are members of the Christian Church.

JOHN P. WILLIAMSON, deceased. The subject of this sketch was the son of James Williamson, was born in Madison County, Ohio, in 1834, and was united in marriage in October, 1856, to Frances Wilson, a daughter of Valentine Wilson, whose sketch appears in this work. She was born October 26, I MO. After their marriage he engaged in farming, and trading in stock, principally horses: a business he followed until bis death, which occurred January 1 1, 1862. He and his wife were the parents of one child, viz.: Winfield Scott, born July 21, L857; he is engaged in trading in stock and farming, and was united in marriage, October 11. 1S78, to Amanda Odell, by whom he has one child, Lillie .May, born May 21, L881.

T. L. WOOSLEY, farmer, P. O. London, was born in Madison County, Ohio, November 17, 1852, and is a son of David and Nancj (Moss) Woosley, natives of (dark County, Ohio, the former born January 12, L812, and the latter in 1822. They were married in Clark County in 1851. Our subject engaged in farming when twenty-one years of ago as a renter, and thus continued for six years, when he bought 1G0 acres of land where he now resides. He was united in marriage with Emma M. Prugh, February 17, 1880. She was born in Madison County, May 1, 1852, and is a daughter of Samuel Prugh, whose sketch appears in this work. Mr. Woosley acquired a common school education, and is a member of the Methodist Church.

Autobiography Of David Watson Re-Arranged By Rev. C. A. Van Anda

My parents. Walter and Rachel Watson, were born in the State of Maryland, about the year 1750. My mother was a member of the Method - is! Episcopal Church from my earliest recollection. Such was the gentleness of her character, the strength of her religious conviction- and the con- -i-tency of her life, that she exercised the most happy influence over my father. He was a man of remarkable physical strength, but from the evil associations and customs of the times, he unfortunately, in early life, fell into the ruinous habits of drinking and fighting.

I was born in Calvert County, Md., near the coast of the Chesapeake Bay, in the year 1788. I possessed a very lively temperament and an extraordinary degree of muscular activity. It was perhaps owing to these things that in my fourteenth j ear, I was induced to leave my father's home. The circumstances of my departure were as follows: In 1797, old Capt.

Brandon, from Massachusetts, visited our country in order to trade in groceries. He seemed to take quite a fancy to me, and ou one occasion asked my father if he might take me home with him. " AA'hen will you bring him back?" my father asked, and added that he had no objection, if mother was willing. The wily Captain wont at once to ask the same question of mother, taking care to say nothing about the conversation he had just had with father. Mother replied, " 1 am willing, if his father has no objection " I was exceedingly anxious to go. and had but little difficulty in overcoming all objections, save those urged by my brother. I finally offered him all my toys if he would consent, and succeeded in getting away. We embarked on the Patuxent River, and in two days reached Norfolk, Va.. our first port. At that time I felt as if I would have given the world, had I owned it, to have been at home. I there for the first time began to experience that disease so well known and yet so difficult to describe, namely, homesickness.

Shortly before leaving Norfolk, a very interesting incident occurred. A negro, preferring freedom to slavery, had by some means secreted himself in the hold of our vessel, and remained some two days or more without anything to eat. /I was sent below for some purpose, and while creeping over boxes and barrels I caught sight of his teeth and eyes. I afterward fed him until we reached Beverly, Mass., where the poor fellow was free.

The Captain took me to his home and introduced me to his wife, who asked my name, and seemed much pleased to see me. In a short time the Captain started on a voyage to England, leaving me at home to attend school. I however attended school but little, having too many errands to run. During the summer, an incident transpired at Beverly, Mass., of deep and painful interest. I had formed a very pleasant acquaintance with a young man who owned a distillery in the town. Going down street oue day. I saw a great many people running toward the distillery. I joined the crowd, and upon reaching the building was shocked to hear that my friend had committed suicide. He had fastened an iron kettle to his body, opened the hat eh way and east himself into the large rum cistern. He so arranged matters that all the hands were away at the time. So soon as he was miss ing. search was made in Beverly, and Salem, an adjoining town. At length some one thought of examining the cistern, and taking a boat-hook, he caught his clothing and drew him up. Physician- were called immediately, but all without avail, as he had been in the cistern about four hours. There were evidences that the love of life had returned before consciousness was lost, as attempts had been made to loose the kettle.

Everything was in readiness by the L8th of March, but we were compelled to wait for the "line gale" to subside. While lying there, a large buy among my comrades, proposed .that we should drink something. The proposition was universally agreed to. "David.*- said he, "what have you aboard?" "Everything," [responded. - Hum?" "Yes." "Eggs?" '- Y.'s." I knew nothing about making "effffnoff," hut he knew it all. I furnished the ingredients, and the coveted beverage was soon reads, and all partook freely. The article was decided to be so superior that we ought by all means to have some more. Accordingly, the Becond dish was prepared, and all indulged the second time. I soon began to feel uncomfortable] and went to my hammock. 1 was doubtless somewhat restless, for sometime afterward my friend, who had brought all our trouble upon us, came and asked: "David, are you dying?" I said "yes." 1 knew nothing more un- til morning. The boys all found their ships, and I returned to the Captain's for breakfast. When my mistress called, J answered: "I thank you, [ don't want anything." The Captain inquired what we had been doing, and I frankly told him all. He simply said : "David, never do so again." I replied, " No, mi-/' And I never did.

On the 23d of March we weighed anchor, and started for the banks of Newfoundland. Reaching our destination, we fished for a short time with some success, and tin 'i i sailed for a better position. Running for a school of fish, the Captain discovered that ice was not tar to the windward, but apprehending no immediate danger, all laid down to rest except one man, who was stationed so as to keep a sharp lookout for the ice. Instead of obeying orders, however, he soon went to sleep. While we were all wrapped in slumber, the ice was rapidly nearing our vessel. The Captain was the first to discover our danger. Awaking from his nap, he found the vessel already partially on an iceberg, and a whole island of ice was bearing down upon us. All hands ran to the windlass, but our united strength could no more move the ship than if she had been a mountain. Every fathom of cable was out, and our destruction seemed certain. The Captain calling for an ax, cut the cable, when it flew swift as lightning. At length, hoisting all sail and using crotches, we backed her out stern foremost. We then returned home, washed out our fish, and as soon as possible prepared for a second voyage - going this time to British America, and stopping at a point called Donahoe's Cave.

The origin of this name is declared by tradition to be as follows : Donahoe was a brave seaman, but so fond of sport as to be sometimes cruel in securing it. On one occasion, while stopping at the cave, in order to tease the Indians, he spread tar over the deck of his ship, invited the red men aboard. After having sprinkled scupper-nails everywhere, and then ran after them with the ropes-end, and amused himself by watching their awkward and painful attempts at running. The Indians were terribly enraged, and tried all their ingenuity to entice him ashore. At length they succeeded, and then revenged themselves and showed their savage nature by cutting his heart into pieces as small as possible, and eating it, in order, as they said, to become as brave as the Captain was. From this occurrence the point was called Donahoe's Cave.

Returning from our fishing excursion, the Captain, after a time, took a position as first mate on an East Indiaman. By reason, however, of some disagreement between him and the Captain, as to wages, he concluded not to go. but gave me my choice, to go as cabin boy, or stay with him. I chose to go. My new Captain was a man of very violent temper, as I soon found to my groat sorrow, Capt. Brandon had given me a beautiful comb, such as sailors wore at that time to keep their hair, which was worn very long, from falling over their facoe Going down one morning to get buscuit to make toast for breakfast, I chanced to look into an empty hogshead and saw that a rat had fallen into it. I ran for the cat, and put her in to catch it; but she was afraid and kept as far away as possible. I then reached down and caught it by the tail, when it turned and bit my finger. Upon coming up, the Captain asked me how I had hurt myself. When I told what had happened, he swore a terrible oath, and striking me on the head, he broke my beautiful comb. Then my troubles began. When we were but a few days out. we were attacked by a whale. He was a huge fellow, though but about two-thirds grown. .He would lash the stern of the ship with such violence that every timber would quake. The attack began on Saturday evening and continued until late Sunday morning. We had two swivels on board, but could not bring them to bear on him, as he kept so near the ship. Many musket balls were fired into him and he was severely wounded with pikes. So freely did the blood flow that the Bea was purple in our wake. At length our enemy was so weakened by loss of blood that he could no longer hold out, and so dropped astern.

The time passed without any incident worthy of especial notice until I experienced the process of being shaved by Neptune. The Captain had talked a great deal to the boys about an old man who lived on the " line.'', as he said, whose habit it was to shave all who crossed it for the first time. S i much was said about the matter, and with such apparent sincerity, that at length some of the younger boys began to believe that all was real. Before my doubts were entirely removed, I would ask how the old man lived on the "line?" How he got his food? and so on. The replies, however, seemed so plausible, that my doubts were pretty much removed. On a certain morning, we found the sun directly over our heads. Never was there a more lovely morning. The Captain directed me *-o go below and ask the boys to come up and scrub the deck. All were glad to do so, and started very merrily for the deck, which they had no sooner reached, than the companion leaf fell. Instantly all seemed to be impressed with the idea that all this was somehow connected with the shaving process so much talked about. Meantime, preparations had been made above for the sport. When all was ready, the Captain went on deck with a speaking-trumpet, when an imaginary person - real enough to us - hailed him, and inquired for the boys who were for the first time crossiug the line. At first the Captain denied having any, but Neptune insisted, and at length mentioned the cabin boy. Presently Neptune came aboard and addressed the Captain very cordially. They shook hands and seemed very happy to meet each other. I was called upon to bring the stranger a glass of grog. Upon looking out. there he was, sure enough. His mouth was wide open, his face smeared with tar, and his old coal stuffed with oakum, producing a great hump on his back. I started back with fear, when he stooped just in time to secure the glass. Some were sent down who blindfolded me and brought me up on deck. Neptune approached me in a very friendly way. shaking my hand, calling me a fine little fellow, etc., etc. No one, he said, could become a good sailor unless he was first shaved. He then told me I must answer all his questions, or else he would take me away in his little boat and I should never see the ship again. I was then -worn, and made to answer many foolish questions. Lather, composed of all kinds of filth, was brought and applied to my face with a paint brush. An old piece of iron, filed so as to resemble, 9omewhat, a saw, was used as a razor. It was so dull and was used with so much violence, as actually to cut my face in several place- 1 would beg not to be killed; Neptune would talk soothingly, and thus this part of the programme was finished. I was then place! upon a board which lay across the top of a large cask filled with salt water. A trumpet was placed to my mouth, and I was told to Bay three times, as loud as I eoidd. "God bless the United States of America." "Louder," shouted Neptune. I was preparing to do m\ very best, when suddenly the old Bea god poured a bucket of salt water int i the m >uth of the trumpet, which came Dear strangling me; at the same instant, the board on which I was turned, and 1 fell into the salt water, feeling sure that I was overb >ar I and all was lost Eorever In a moment, I was drawn out of sk, the bandage was taken from my eyes, and I saw Neptune and knew him. My anger knew no bounds. I cursed and swore, "Hush! Hush!" said he, there are the other boys. .My desire to see them shaved cooled my wrath, and I joined heartily in the spurt.

After this experience, our time past monotonously for many days. At length, the following sad incident occurred: A sailor went up to the foretop to shake out the reefs. A kink in the rope caused him to lose his balance, when he pitched out of the foretops, and falling across the gunwale broke his thigh. The Captain set the broken limb, and arranging a chickencoop, so that it might swing back and forth like a hammock, placed the poor fellow upon it. where he remained for sixty days. When he did get up, he was entirely well, scarcely limping at all. Sad to relate, a few days afterward, by a mistop, the unfortunate man broke his thigh again.

It was our custom to kill a pig once a week. This we generally did on Saturday evenings. It was my business to prepare the head and feet for t e Captain and officers. Our butter was becoming low, and fearing none could be had at our destination, the Captain gave orders that I should use no more of it in preparing the head and feet. When dinner was ready, on the day the above orders were given, I saw the butter was lower than at breakfast, and that the Captain was angry about it. Addressing me, *he said, " I thought I told you not to use any more butter in this way." I replied, " I did not use any. " " I will settle with you after dinner," he said. When the officers had gone on deck, he rang a little bell for me. I went into the cabin, when he addressed me as thus: " Do you still say you did not use the butter?" " I did not use it, Captain," I replied. With a terrible oath, he declared he would make me own it. " Go into the stateroom," he thundered, " and bring me that cat." Returning with it, he bade me remove my roundabout, and then grasping my left wrist, he whipped me until he was tired out, and then stopping to rest, he repeated the question. I responded "no." as before. He then laid on again; stopping to take breath, the question was repeated, and the same answer given. He then declared he would make me own it, or whip me to death. Again the cruel cat was applied; I could noc shed a tear, though my sufferings were excruciating. When I went down to the cabin, I resolved thai should the Cap tain shoot me, I would die rather than toll a lie. But now my resolution began to waver. To be whipped to death seemed so terrible. It was more than I could endure, and feeling that I could last but a few moments more. I said I had taken the butter. I went on deck, and sitting down, began to think of how tenderly I had been raised; of what a good home I had left; of how far I was from it, and of the awful fact that I was helpless in the hands of this inhuman wretch. For a moment, I seriously debated whether it would not be better to take my life then and there. and so put an end to my misery. But better thoughts prevailed. For many weeks, I could not lie upon my back, and to this day L bear the marks of that terrible flogging.

I have often since thought that the awful question of taking my own life was decided in the negative, in part, at least, through the following incident: The day was one of great beauty, and we were sailing at the rate of four or five knots per hour. The Captain said to the mate. "How are the hammocks holding out?" The mate replied, " Many of them are almosl worn out." Directions were accordingly given, that new ones be made from sails not in use. Not long after, the Captain and mate were sitting not far from me. when in reply to the declaration of the mate, that all were sup- plied with hammocks but David, the Captain said, with an oath, " He don't need any, the spars are good enough for him. " I had not up to this moment shed a tear, but this cruel remark opened the fountain, and I wept profusely. For a moment I gave way to anger, and it seemed to afford some relief. Looking at him, in profane language, I declared that upon reaching home, I would waylay him and take his life. I *at once gave up all thoughts of taking my own life, arose and went about my work.

All our pigs had been killed but one; he was to be kept until we came in sight of land. Our grain had given out, and it became my business to provide him something to eat. This I did by catching " boobies," a sea bird about the size of a goose. These silly birds would alight upon the yard-arm, and remain perfectly quiet until I caught them. With these I so long supplied the pig that he came to know their peculiar noise, and would squeal his satisfaction when he heard them. I threw them alive into his pen, and he caught and devoured them without ceremony. When in sight of land, piggy was killed; but judge of our disappoinment to find him so fishy that he could not be eaten. Being utterly useless, we threw the whole overboard.

It was evening when we came in sight of land. We were met by a boat load of natives who had fish to sell. Having purchased some of these, we cleaned them and hung them up to dry; but such was the effect of the climate upon them as to spoil the whole. There being no wharves, we ran into " Man Eater's Island," and anchored some distance from the shore. The natives were a great curiosity to me. I was especially interested in the manner in which they confine a certain class of criminals. A vessel called ' the Galliot is anchored some distance from the shore. Once incarcerated there, they were perfectly secure,since the alligators were so numerous as to make it impossible for any one to swim ashore. Our Captain went to the Harbor Master and hired ten of these prisoners to load our cargo. Their manner of eating was very curious to me. Their food was rice, an article of red color, and altogether siiperior to any I have ever seen in this country. This was prepared by boiling. Each man was provided with a "noggen" and ten sticks about four or five inches long, flattened somewhat at one end; taking the sticks in one hand and holding the noggen in the other, they would eat with great rapidity. When they wished a piece of meat, they used the thumb nail instead of a knife, that article being allowed to grow to a great length.

We found several American ships in the harbor, and enjoyed ourselves very much in meeting with our countrymen, none of whom we had seen for nine months. It was decided to have a large party while we lay there, which was to be held aboard our ship. I, of course, was head cook. I did my very best, and many were the compliments I received for my excellent dinner. One Captain said it was the best dinner he ever ate on the water. Having only money, we had nothing to do but to purchase our cargo. This consisted of pepper, coffee, cloves and camphor. The money expended for this cargo amounted to about fifty thousand Spanish dollars.

After lying at Batavia about fifteen days, we made ready to start on our return voyage. The port was regarded as a very sickly one. The Captain had said that quite possibly one-fourth would be left, but not a single case of sickness occurred. We had taken in rain water enough to fill our hogsheads, as the water of the port was regarded as very unhealthy. Having been for a long time without fresh meat, we determined to secure some at the first opportunity. Accordingly, coming in sight of the Island of Sen- ter, we cast anchor, and sent four men ashore to catch turtles. These were found in incredible numbers. Tho men were instructed to turn them upon their backs, for in that condition they are helpless. In the morning we wont ashore and fastening ropes around their " nippers," drew them into the water and on board the ship. In this way we secured nine very large ones. It was supposed that some would weigh at least fifteen hundred pounds. They laid us many eggs. I think I counted eleven hundred from one. Their eggs are most excellent, as well as their flesh; so that we had fresh meat for many days. Some persons may not know that these animals can use their flippers for both fins and feet, but so it is. Upon the land their flippers am turned backward and upward, and the first joint coming to the ground, is used as a foot. Their gait is awkward and slow.

Thus the time passed pleasantly, though monotonously, as we sailed homeward. All were in excellent health and happy at the thought of soon reaching home. But an event occurred which illustrated the uncertainty of this world's affairs, and our liability to disappointment in this life. "When not more than two weeks from home, we were taken prisoners by a French privateersman, a sloop of war named Bazier. The time about which I am now speaking was during the Presidency of John Adams. The French claimed certain moneys from the United States for funds lent us during the Revolutionary war. Our Government not admitting the claim, they took such of our ships as they found unable to defend themselves. For several i lays the Captain had thought we were in the latitude where the French might be expected. One beautiful afternoon, as we were driving rapidly before the wind, a French sloop was discovered under our lee bow, and we were driving right down upon her. The first intimation we had of immediate danger was the cry of the man on theforetop: "A sail ho!" "Where away?" cried the Captain. "Under the lee bow," was the reply. The Captain took his glass and hurrying to the main top, decided the vessel to be a French sloop of war.

The first mate drew his glass, and decided she was not. The Captain came down and ordered the ship drawn on the wind. The privateersman was at this point about three leagues away; all her sails being furled, she seemed quite small to us; but when we changed our course, her sails were unfurled in a moment, and she gave chase.

She was a very fast runner, and gained upon us so rapidly that at dawn next morning she was plainly visible from our mast-head, right in our wake. At 10 o'clock she was along side, and hailed us, " Ho! where from?" " Batavia." " Where bound?" "Beverly." " What is your cargo?" " Pepper and coffee." "Bon prize," said the Frenchman. The officers came aboard, .overhauled our papers, then drank and caroused until near 1 o'clock in the afternoon. Then the French Captain called out excitedly, "Embark! Embark! on board Bazier to sweet America." We were taken to Cayenne. Our cargo was, of course confiscated, and we were taken to jail. Our treatment was not severe. Sometimes we were taken to the sail lofts to work on sails. So matters continued for about ten months. At the expiration of that time, a Capt. Adams, of Baltimore, hearing that there were some American prisoners at the jail, came to the gate, one morning, and inquired if there was not a little American boy there. He called me to the gate, and inquired if I did not want to get out of there. Of course I replied yes. He took me aboard his ship, and we sailed for Lisbon.

port in time of distress. Oar Captain was not troubled with conscientious scruples, and, knowing his cargo was valuable in Lisbon, he determined to put in there under pretense of distress. The mainmast was somewhat injured, and he arranged to have it carried quite away, by putting on sail. The vessel was forced on her beam ends; every moment the pilot feared a shot from the fort. At length a carpenter was bribed to come on board and condemn the ship. This cost the Captain one hundred guineas. We took great pleasure in viewing the city of Lisbon. Everywhere were plainly visible the effects of the terrible earthquake, which had destroyed millions of property and thousands of lives. The wharves being destroyed, we rowed ashore in a boat. Not a house remained on the old site of the city. It seemed, from appearances, as if the earth, like a thin crust, had broken through wherever there was any considerable weight upon it - other portions being left undisturbed The poverty, wretchedness and superstition of the inhabitants was extreme. Many women nocked around us, having the cross in a box, covered with glass; with this they passed from one to another, asking, " You no care for St. Antoine?" By this means, they expected from each of us a sou. Here I witnessed that cruel sport, a " bull bait. " The day was the Sabbath. I found the seats were sold, as at our theaters. These were circular in form, inclosing a large area. Upon these were seated many thousands of people. Horsemen and footmen were within, for the purpose of worrying and killing the animals. While we were look ing on, one man was killed, but the sad event produced no more feeling than if the victim had been a horse instead of a man. Our attention was especially attracted by twelve men whose business it was to keep the animil-. away from the seats occupied by the King and Queen.

Having disposed of our cargo, we sailed for Hamburg. On the voyage, we came near being cast away between two islands. There had been an easterly swell and a westerly gale; these uniting, the current, into which we were drawn, set with great force toward the land. We were just at dinner; our danger, for a few moments, was indeed very great, but by great exertions we were saved. At Hamburg, I had the pleasure of seeing the King and Queen of Denmark. The King was in a rowboat with a hundred men; the Queen was seated in a sail- boat. The excitement was intense, thousands upon thousands having gathered to witness the imposing scene. Having laid in a cargo of cheese, we sailed for London. Arriving in sight of this great city, many things attracted our attention. One sight, I remember, was harrowing in the extreme. At almost every bend of the river, we beheld a gibbet. In these were hanging criminals, whose bodies were in various stages of decomposition. In all cases they were to hang until the flesh dropped off their bones. Going into the harbor, the Captain ordered a man to run up tho colors. "Which?'1 was asked. ''Danish," was the Captain's reply Now it happened on that very day, an embargo had been laid on all vessels belonging to the Danes. Swedes, Prussians and Russians. Of course we had made a serious mis take. Had we ran up the American colors, all would have been well.

The abuse I there suffered is inexpressible. The press gang, often visited the ship, and tried every means to get me. Sometimes they would threaten, then again they would coax an 1 then try to buy me off,

On one occasion, one of these wretches stole from me a new pair of shoes. I met one of them on shore the next day. and charged him with the theft. He was so indignant that his rage knew no bounds. He swore without stint. I, also was angry, and nothing restrained me but the fact that

I was on foreign soil. My sufferings so deeply impressed me that my feelings of indignation are still aroused at every recollection, though the occurrences were more than seventy years ago.

Our next voyage was from Plymouth to Bordeaux, France. I recall many things that there impressed me deeply. Among others a garden of great beauty near the city. It was said a gentlemen of great wealth had left an immense fortune to his son, who having a strong taste for gardening, had laid out vast sums of money in making this spot the scone of the won der and beauty it was. It was surrounded by a beautiful fence, and also by a hedge. The walks, which were wide enough for two to walk abreast, were also bounded by hedges. These were so accurately trimmed, that the slightest variation from a straight edge could be observed. Every variety of flowers and shrubs grew here. In the center was a curiosity in (he form of a labyrinth. This consisted of many walks with so many windings that we were soon lost. After repeated trials we gave up the effort, seeing we invariably came back to the point of departure. At length, some one more experienced than we, piloted us out. From Bordeaux, we sailed to Barston, Point- Peter and Jacknell. At the latter place occurred an incident, illustrating English feeling against the United States, on the ground of our peaceful attitude toward France, with which England was then at war. A British man-of-war, had been kept cruising around the harbor, and a few days before our arrival an American brig frorn Baltimore was boarded, the brains of the watch were knocked out and the vessel taken to England, simply because she had a French cargo. The cargo, was condemned and the hull liberated. For this reason the authorities sent eighteen marines on board to protect us. -

Just upon the eve of our departure from this port, a circumstance occurred worthy of note. We were in a great hurry to weigh anchor, having been so long from home. It became dark just as the last barrel was to be put aboard. The man whose duty it was to fasten the can-hook to the chimes of the barrel did his work so imperfectly that it held just long enough to be brought over the comb of the hatch, when the hook slipped, letting the barrel fall so hard, as to break one head; the man below sprang forward and raised the barrel in time to save about one-third of the contents, which I have omitted to state, was wine. The crew regarded the accident as a rare good fortune, and determined to drink what was saved. We invited every American in the port. I need not say we drank largely. Befoiv leaving, I met with the Governor of the island, who was a black man. When we met, he politely lifted his hat, and I, of course, returned the salutation. He was regarded as an excellent officer.

At length, we set sail for New York. A run of fourteen days brought us to the city. We anchored in the sound, and there lay at quarantine for many days. True, we had been examined, and pronounced healthy, yet so terribly was the yellow fever prevailing that the authorities feared to allow us to land. Imagine our feelings - we had been six years from home, had endured incredible hardships - now we were in sight of our dear native land, and yet dared not go ashore. But as all things have an end, so had our imprisonment, and we were once more free.

Having been paid off, I bade my shipmates and Capt. Adams farewell. Preferring coin to the paper money I had received, 1 started for the bank to make the exchange. On the way, I stopped at a silversmith's, and bought a watch. Having arranged my money matters, I started for home by way of Philadelphia, by coach. I had never learned the use of money, and never having had so large an amount in my possession, I spent it freely, feeling rich and living high. Reaching the city, I put up at a private room and lived in considerable style, frequenting the barber's, having my hair powdered, wearing a ruffled shirt, and seeking amusements in various ways. Meantime, I just escaped shipping again for a three years' voyage on an East Indiaman. Going aboard, I met the last man just coming from the cabin, having signed his shipping papers. I told the Captain my desire; he said, " Had you been an hour earlier. I could have taken you, but now we are full." The next day a packet arrived, bound for Alexandria, Va. In four or five days, we reached our destination. Approaching the wharf, I narrowly scanned the people on shore, and they seemed to be returning the compliment. Among that crowd on the shore was my brother, who at the time was engaged in driving a team from Frederick County, Va., to Alexandria; neither of us recognized the other.

Being so near the capital, I detei'inined to visit it, and also Georgetown, having often heard my father speak of these cities. I hired a boatman to take me up, but had only gone a short distance when I found I had forgotten my trunk. However, an additional 50 cent piece induced him to return for the missing article. Having looked about Washington as long as 1 desired, I made inquiry at the post office for the direction home. The reply was, that I had better take the stage for a place, the name of which I have forgotten. At that point I tri^d to hire a horse, but no one would trust me. Seeing I could do no better, I started home on foot. I took it very leisurely, greatly enjoying the scenery. My design was to reach home a little after dark, in order to surprise my parents. I aimed to go to Lower Marlboro, there being also a town called Upper Marlboro. It happened I was directed to the upper town, and by that means went five miles out of my way. An old negro directed me to Nottingham. Crossing the fields, I saw a negro coming toward me on a pony. Accosting him, I said, "Old man, what will you take to carrv me to Nottingham?" " Can't do it, raassa." "Why?" "Hoss too small." " I'm small, too." " You can't ride. " "I will." "If you must, give me a dollar." Handing him the money, I jumped on behind, and rode into Nottingham.

The ferry-boat was just pushing off as I reached the river. My father - as I supposed - was living on the other side. I cried out to the ferryman to stop. The people, hearing me, were alarmed, and ran to their doors to see what was the matter. One man asked, "Are you a mechanic?" I answered " No." Then, seeing the boat was gone, I inquired if he knew Mr. Watson. " Very well," he replied, " Walter Watson moved up the country one hundred miles. He was down two weeks ago, with a drove of horses. Who are you ?" I told him my name, and be asked if I had not an uncle in that place. I replied I had, but I did not know where he was now. He said, " Come along with me, and I will show you his house." Reaching the dwelling, I entered without ceremony. My aunt not recognizing me, was much surprised to see me walk across the room and deliberately hang up my hat. I then made myself known. My dear aunt was overjoyed, and the servants who had known me rushed into the room and manifested their joy, in true negro style. The evening was spent in giving an account of my adventures by sea and land. The next morning. I crossed the river in the ferry-boat, in order to visit another uncle. While crossing, I gave the boatman some account of my voyages. Reaching the shore, I saw a man with two horses, whom I knew to be a friend of my father's. I spoke to him, calling him by name. He seemed scarcely to notice me, and spoke slightingly; not knowing me, I did not stop to explain, being stung by his coldness. He inquired of the boatman my name. Having learned who I was, he went to my aunt's and got the whole history of my voyages, and being then on his way to my father's, he was the first to tell them of my return. Going to my uncle's, I found him and his two sons at work in the fields. Having told him my name, he called the boys, who came running to greet me, and, gathering me up in their arms, carried me, pack and all. into the house. My aunt, upon seeing me, gave thanks to God: "See," said she to her husband, the goodness of God in preserving this child. " All were melted into tears. Several days were spent with these dear friends. Nothing could exceed their kindness. The boys furnished me with the best horse and saddle the place afforded, while I, in turn, furnished them a great deal of amusement by my awkward attempts to keep my place in the saddle. Sometimes, they would suddenly start on a rapid trot, while I could scarcely hold on, even at a slow walk.

In a few days, my father sent a cousin for me, with a horse. Returning to the point where I left my trunk, I found no one wanted to buy it, and, as I would not give it away, it was a serious question how to manage it. 1 proposed to my cousin that a circingle which he had brought with him, be put through the handles of the trunk and that it be strapped to my back. Thus mounted, I had not gone two rods before down came trunk, rider and all. Being determined to succeed, I remounted, and, by bracing myself in the stirrups with all the skill I could command, we reached Alexandria, where the trunk was left for my brother to carry home at his next trip. We then started directly for my father's, Frederick County, Va.

On the way, we met with my brother, in company with Jonathan Minshall, who afterward became my brother-in-law, on their way to Alexandria with their teams. Near by the place of our meeting was a little public house. We were so ignorant as to know no better way to express our joy than to turn aside there, and eat and drink all the proprietor had.

It was late in the evening when we reached home, where we found the whole family had gathered, expecting us. At the bark of the dog, all ran to the door. Imagine the joy all felt at the return of the long-lost son.

For several days but little was done, besides listening to my tales of wonder. Young people came from a great distance to see the sailor boy and hear him talk.

In the fall of 1803, a protracted meeting was held at Newtown, by the Rev. James Quinn and the Rev. Mr. Mathews. The meeting became one of great interest and power, so much so that many people attended from distant towns and counties. Two of my sisters were converted dur ing the early part of the meeting, and also two of my younger brothers. An older brother and myself would accompany the rest to the church and then going to the tavern, would spend our time there until the service closed. My eldest sister threatened to inform father of this fact. This, we felt, would never do, so we consented to go into the church with them, having agreed among onrselves to slip out and return before the meeting closed. When our two younger brothers were converted, we were greatly enraged. As for the girls, we said, they were older and could do as they pleased; but the boys, we believed, were frightened into their religion. One day we determined that, should such excitement occur that night as we had before witnessed, we would enter the house and bring our brothers out. Accordingly, we took ou: stations at the door. Soon the interest became intense; the people became very happy, and many of them gave expressions to their feelings of joy, in songs and exclamations of praise to God. With an oath, we started forward. I had agreed to take one and my brother the other. We kept close together until we came near to where they were standing. The boys were some distance apart. I remember reaching for my little brother, and asking, "What are you doing here?" He looked at me and I saw the tears of joy rolling down his face as he said, "David, my soul is happy." I emember no more - nothing as to where I was or the flight of time - until I was clapping my hands and shouting, "Glory to God." My brother also failed to do as he intended, but he succeeded in reaching the door. I here record the fact that Jonathan Minshall was converted at the same meeting.

During the time intervening between this and the following New Year's, my brother tried every means to discourage us, being determined to get us back into the world. Some time after this meeting there was a camp-meeting held at a place called the " White House, " a distance about twenty miles from us. We attended that meeting. My brother James was greatly opposed to our going, and determined to secure a load for Alexandria, so that the team should be engaged. At length father interposed his authority. James could do nothing more than nurse his anger, which he continued to do. The meeting was an excellent one. Upon our return, James tried to disturb me by ridicule, using such language as " How much grace did you get? " " I suppose all the tears shed there could be put into a small bottle," etc , etc. He continued his opposition until New Year's Day, 1805 At that time, Rev. Mr. Phelps held a watch-night meeting at his house. James attended. Rev. William Hughes, a step- son of Father Phelps, preached. During the preaching, I saw James trembling. At first I supposed it to be ague, but soon I saw him praising God; the lion had become a lamb, and the bitter scoffer had become a professor of religion. This was Saturday evening. On Sabbath morning there was a love-feast at Newtown. James attended, much to the surprise of the people, very few knowing of the change he had experienced. After a few had spoken, he arose to give his testimony. Every word seemed to come from the depths of his heart; a Divine power seemed to fall upon all present; all wished to hear his experience, and yet they could scarcely restrain their joy.

In the spring of 1805, my father purchased a lease of a Mr. Helphenstine, which I went to see, expecting that brother James and I would farm it. After looking around the farm, I went to the house, and there saw the girl whom I afterward married. Her mother was dead, and she, only ten years of age, was acting as housekeeper. She politely offered me a chair; we had some general conversation, during which I resolved that if I could succeed I would make her my wife when the proper time had come.

About this time my attention was turned to the West, especially to Ohio. I knew there was better land there than that we were farming. One day I said to father, let us go to Ohio. You have always been a renter here, and have paid rent enough to buy a farm there. We are all working hard and accomplishing but little. At first be tried to persuade me not to think of it, but seeing how anxious I was, he consented to my going, saying if I was pleased with the country he would go, too. Mr. Helphenstine was going West, which I frankly confess increased the attraction. Ho had four horses and I had one, which just made a team. Accordingly we united, and without any special incident, reached Chillicothe, Ohio, in October, 1805, where we remained until January.

lay "warrants" and divide lands. Mr. Helphenstine and myself accompanied the Colonel as assistants. We remained with him until the 14th day of February. On the morning we were about finishing the survey of the 1,700 acres on which I now live, the Colontd said there was a mistake of 100 acres in the survey. We did not wish to run it over again, and Mr. Helphenstine proposed that I should buy it, and thus the survey could stand as it was. I replied, "I have nothing to buy it with." " Yes,'' the Colonel said, " there is your horse, how much is he worth? " I replied, "one hundred dollars." The Colonel took him at that price. I then gave my watch for $20, which left me in debt $60. I afterward worked oue $20 more. The Colonel had some prairie land in the neighborhood, which he wished broken up, which I agreed to do for $10, on the condition that I should have as much more land as I needed for $2 per acre. We carried the chain on our return to Chillicothe, and having measured fifteen miles from the point of our departure, we came to the cabin of a Mr. Oxford, where we spent the night. In the morning I asked what he would take for that lease, and give possession the following October. He agreed to take the making of 2,000 rails, which offer I accepted. The next day we reached Chillicothe.

In March, we built a cabin about three miles from the city. There I spent the summer and raised a crop of corn, getting one-third of it for my labor. I worked out what I could, for the purpose of getting money enough to return to Virginia. I started back the last day of September, 1806. I found all my friends in good health, and fully prepared to accompany me to Ohio. There were thirty-nine of my connection in the company; of this number, I am the only survivor, April, 1870. There were six or seven wagons, my own taking the lead. We reached Chillicothe, about the last of October. Father moved at once to the place I had rented for him, and Jonathan Minshall and family accompanied him. A few days after our arrival, Jonathan purchased 100 acres of land lying alongside of mine. Some time about the last of December, he and I built a log cabin for him. This was the first house built in this part of the country. We completed it about the 12th of January, 1807. We returned to Chillicothe, and after a few days, probably about the seventeenth of the month, he moved into his new house, and I came with him. No more moved into our part of the country until the following March.

The preacher on the Chillicothe Circuit, had established a society at my father's house, making that the limit of his work on the north. Brother Minshall, his wife, and I, felt our spiritual destitution sadly, Cuming away from the privi leges which we enjoyed in Virginia. I proposed to visit father and consult with him about the matter. When I laid the matter before my father, he said, it could hardly be expected that the preacher would extend his work to embrace us, since it would be compelling him to ride thirty miles to preach to us three. Rev. Mr. Lakin was told of the want wo had expressed, and left word that if one of us would be there at his next round, he would accompany us, and preach in our cabin. Accordingly Brother Minshall went down and brought him up, and he preached the firsl Methodist sermon ever preached in this part of the country. Brother Minshall, his wife and myself, formed the first class, Brother M. being appointed leader. And it may be said of the members of this class, that there were no absent marks against their names.

About two years after this time, father moved up and built a cabin just across the brook from where my house now stands. Preaching was then appointed at his house, where it continued until mother's death, in 1822.