SOME PIONEERS IN PRINT
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From the initials PD after them I think they are from the
Plain Dealer, newspaper.
CELEBRATION OF SIXTY - NINTH NATAL DAY
MR. SOLOMON DEPUTY
Coffee Creek Valley never put on a fairer face,
or a more hilarious air than on the occasion of the celebration of the sixty -
ninth birthday of Mr. Solomon Deputy (Uncle Sol) at his residence, on the 8th
inst.
It was a matter of much gratification to the many friends of Mr.
Deputy to see the spontaneous and hearty response to the intimidation of a few
that such a meeting would be pleasant. The whole region round about was moved by
a common desire to testify respect for a man who for more than fifity years had
nobly filled the duties of citizen, neighbor and parent, and who had gained the
unquestioned character of an honest man.
It was very pleasant to meet
with such a company. Coffee Creek is not in the backwoods, outside of the limits
of refinement. A nobler and more intelligent class of men and women--especially
of women, is seldom seen. The Deputies were there in force, perhaps fifty of the
several generations. The "Sols" and the "Syls" were there. "Uncle Billy" was in
his blandest mood. "Little Sol" seemed satisfied with this world. Peter Stewart
said this world was good, good enough for him; he did not want a better. A. V.
Hudson sat by the side of Sylvester Deputy at dinner and both acquitted
themselves with dignity. Fielding Lett seems to be resolving some deep problem;
Ely Wells was philosophical; Esq. Tobias looked as wise as if he had just
come from the King's bench. Uncle Sol, Peter Stewart and Reuben Rice made
speaches; Edward Foster sat meditative upon the wood pile, his wife with of
score with other noble ladies prepared a dinner such as kings do not often sit
down to, while the lady of the house directed all with quiet dignity.
It
was doubtless the sentiment of all, that the honored host might live to such
occasions.
The writer was in a corner, and felt happy to think of the
promise of the next generation from such mothers.
He felt assured that
Mr. Cleveland could not be President with the approval of such women.
No,
we have had enough bachelor Presidents. In the good time coming, we shall have
none of them. Four years hence, Indiana will find a man who has a
wife.
Mr. Deputy wishes to thank the one hundred and twenty friends who
honored him on Monday the 8th inst. September 17, 1884 (P. D.)
BUTLERVILLE ITEMS
Saturday, September 11th, 1886 was an anniversary of
Uncle Charlie Murphy's birthday, making him ninty years of age. When the trains
came in on the evening of the 10th the passangers all got of at Butlerville, and
all proved to be Murphys, some of whom had come hundreds of miles to be present
at the birthday dinner the next day. When that time came, and all were assembled
around Uncle Charlie's hospitable table which groaned under its load of good
things, there were found to be 42 persons present, 22 of whom were his children
and members of their families. The remainder was old neighbors invited to be
present, all joined in the wish that Mr. Murphy might live to see many more
birthday anniversaries, and that they might all be allowed to join the reunion
each time. Mr. Murphy has eight children living all of them being present.
(P.D. September 15, 1886)
HER NINETIETH ANNIVERSAY
(not a complete
article but still worthwhile)
A happy gathering was that held
at the residence of Mr. W. D. Evans, on the 5th inst., the occasion being the
celebration of the 90th anniversary of the birth of Mrs. Susan Alley, mother of
Mrs. W.D. Evans. There gathered her children, grand-children and her
great-grandchildren. After the exceution of some fine vocal and insturmental
music, ther was an interchange of sentiment, bestowing gifts and general
happiness. There were five of her children, twenty-eight grand children, and
twenty-nine great grand children present.
Grandma Alley has passed
through a long and active life of usefulness and goodness, always ready to
assist the needy and sick. She would at all times enter into the disease
burdened air of the sick room, and act an efficient part there. Her life runs
back to the last century. She has lived under every Presidential administration,
from that great and grand Washington to Cleveland; she was approaching her teens
when Fulton pushed the "Clermont" into the Hudson, in 1807; she was a
married woman during the war with England; she saw the first steamboat
descend the Ohio; she has seen introduced those great great promotions of
civilization--the locomotive, by Stevenson, telegraphy, by Morse; the sewing
machine, by Elias Howe; the telephone, by Bell; and the varied uses of
electricity, by Edison. She can tell of seeing the great and good Lafayette;
speaks familarly of the discourses of the eccentric Lorenzo Dow; she has
listened to the great pioneer preachers, Collins, Raper, and men of that
type, besides sitting under the masterly eloquence of John Newland Maffitt.
(I found an entire article on Susan Alley in the December 4, 1889
North Vernon Sun-it follows)
SUSAN ALLEY
Grandma Alley was indeed a striking monument of the past. Born in 1797, during the
administration of Washington, united in marriage to Amos Alley in 1814 during our last
struggle with Great Britain. Her active young married life had passed ere this
generation had appeared on the stage of Time. Her early days are of the pioneer era.
She witnessed the descent of the first steamboat down the Ohio, which was one of the
events of early days. Her father emigrated from New Jersey to Clermont county, Ohio,
in 1804, and settled in the native forest, and grandma remembered well seeing her
father shoot a deer from his cabin door. One of his fellow pioneers was the noted
Methodist preacher, the Rev. John Collins. One of her classmates in the log cabin
schools of that early day was the lamented Roper noted for his piety and for his
eloquence in the pulpit. She heard "Sehon" preach in his eighteenth year. She has
listened to the erratic, but devout Lorenzo Dow. She often drank in the eloquence
of that matchless pupit orator, John Newland Moffit. Her friends have been the most
worthy and noted in Ohio. Some of them are of worldwide fame, and many are of
National fame. I will mention Judge Salmon P. Chase, known to all soldiers as
"Old Greenbacks." He was one of the true Anti Slavery men in the old days. Calib
Atwater, who wrote the history of Ohio, and was Gen. Harrison's Indian interpretor
during the war with England, and was at the victory of the Thames where Tecumseh
fell. Rev. John Blanchard the great debator, and Prof. Fairchils, of Oberlin
college. But I might name a great many more from Oberlin college, fro Grandma's
house was the center of attraction fifty years ago to the professors and students
of Oberlin. The fact is the anti-slavery people of that day were glad to meet,
and made each other welcome, as they were not overly numerous in that pro-slavery
age. She was well aquainted with Senator Morris, noted for his spirited reply to
Henry Clay in the U.S. Senate. She knew the Hon. Bellamy Storrer from his
boyhood up, and she knew Judge Laffin. One of her early friends and neighbors,
was the benevolent and good John Whetstone. I might mention many that she made
business acquaintances, as the Longworths, Burnetts, the Corneals and others.
But the truth is grandma knew most of the people in Cincinnati of years ago,
for the Queen City was small when she moved there from old Clermont in 1817.
Grandma moved to Jennings county in 1843. She gave one son to the Union
army. I mean Sargent Theodore S. Alley, as brave a soldier as ever carried
musket, or drew sword in any field. Grandma had two grandsons in the glorious
Army of the Union, two gentlemen now well known in this city-Fred and Frank
Evans. Grandma left one son who has had a rather remarkable career. St nineteen
he was publishing a newspaper-The Phillantropist-at Cincinnati, which made
repeated upheavels in the pro-slavery camps. Twice they destroyed his press;
the last time they threw it into the Ohio river, but Phenix-like it rose from
its ashes, to preach for the downtrodden slave. They also destroyed his
mercantile house as far as externals, but his friends rallied and drove them
to their dens. I mention these things to show kind of stuff Grandma's sons
are made of. The gentleman being referred to is Samuel A. Alley. He now
resides in the adjoining county of Ripley. Grandma and her friends were
among the marked and foremost of the anti-slavery times. God bless her. She
is safe among the angels, and may we be counted worthy to join her in that
happy land.
She had been blessed with four sons and four daughters, a host of grand-
children, and great grand children, and even great great grand children.
Three daughters have entered the pearly gates. One daughter, Mrs. W.D. Evans,
survives, and with her grandma for many years had made her home. Grandma was
a member of the Presbyterian church. The last words she uttered were "glory,
glory," so her daughter, Mrs. Evans, who was tenderly watching her informs
me,and with these cheering words of triumph she entered the dark river of
death. J.
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