THE country having for its name Ohio was
constituted, under General Arthur St. Clair,
a territorial government in the year 1788, and he
continued as Governor until the adoption of the
State Constitution in 1803.
By this proclamation the county of Fairfield was
created Dec. 9th, 1800, and the district of which we
now treat was included therein until the month of
February, 1808, when it was, by enactment of the
Legislature, organized into a separate and distinct
county, honored with the name of General Henry
Knox, a distinguished officer of the
revolutionary army, who was subsequently Secretary
of War in Gen. Washington's administration.
The first white man known to have viewed this section
of country was John Stilley who, when a
captive among the Indians, traversed the White Woman
and Owl Creek from its month in a northwesterly
direction, as early as June, 1779, nine years.
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before the name of Ohio had been given to this
territory, and when the savages and wild beasts
roamed at will throughout its vast extent.
The first settlers in this district were from Virginia,
Maryland, New Jersey and Pennsylvania, and its
inhabitants, at every period of its history, have
been chiefly from the middle States.
From our research into early statements, we are led to
believe that Andrew Craig was the first white
man who located within the present county limits.
He was, at a very early day, a sort of Frontier
character, fond of rough and tumble life, a stout
and rugged man - bold and dare-devil in disposition
- who took delight in hunting, wrestling and
athletic sports, and was "hail fellow well met" with
the Indians then inhabiting the country. He
was from the bleak, broken, mountainous region of
Virginia, and as hardy a pine knot as ever that
country produced. He was in this country when
Ohio was in its territorial condition, and when this
wilderness region was declared to be in the county
of Fairfield, the sole denizen in this entire
district, whose history is now being written,
tabernacled with a woman in a rough log hut close by
the little Indian Field, about one-half mile east of
where Mount Vernon city now exists, and at the point
where Centre Run empties into the Ko-ko-sing.
The Andrew Craig lived when Mount Vernon was
laid out in 1805 - there he was upon the
organization of Knox county, its oldest inhabitant -
and there he continued until 1809. Such a
harumscarum fellow could not rest easy when white
men got thick around him, so he left and went to the
In-
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dian village - Greentown - and from thence migrated
further out upon the frontier, preferring red men
for neighbors.
After many years of solitary residence on the beautiful
Ko-ko-sing, the solitude of Craig's retreat
is broken by the entrance of a lone Jerseyman, who,
in the spring of 1803, penetrates some ten miles
further into the wilderness, so as not, by too close
proximity, to annoy each other, and there raises a
little log cabin and settles down. This
follower of the trade of Vulcan soon gets in
readiness to blow and strike, and sets about
supplying the sons of the forest with the first axes
they had ever seen, and by making for them
tomahawks, scalping knives, etc., he acquires the
sobriquet of the "axe-maker," which for more than
half a century has attached to Nathaniel Mitchel
Young.
A year passes by before any white accession is made
to society on Owl Creek. then a stalwart
backwoodsman breaks the silence by the crack of his
rifle, and at the spot where James S. Banning
now lives, near Clinton, the pioneer, William
Douglass, drives his stake.
The skillful navagator plies his oar, and
Robert Thompson ascends Owl Creek to where Mount
Vernon now stands, and on the rich bottom land,
about one mile west, commences another improvement.
George Dial, of Hampshire county, Virginia,
in another pirogue comes up the creek, and, pleased
with the beautiful country about where Gambier now
flourishes, pitches his tent at the place now
occupied by John Troutman. Old
Captain James Walker, from Pennsylvania, settles
on the bank of
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the creek where Mount Vernon now is.
John Simpkins wanders from
Virginia, with his son Seeley for
his capital, and squats about a mile
above Douglass, where George
Cassel's beautiful farm now exists.
While these plain men from Virginia, New
Jersey and Pennsylvania are preparing
their cabins for comfortable occupation,
and making little clearings, a stray
Yankee, solitary and alone, with a
speculative eye and money-making
disposition, is, with pocket compass,
taking his bearings through the forest,
soliloquizing about the chance of making
a fortune by laying out a town and
selling lots to those who may come after
him into this charming new country.
Having, as he thought, found the exact
spot for his future operations, he
blazes a tree, and wends his way to the
nearest town - Franklinton - west of the
Scioto, then a place of magnificent
pretensions, where he gets chain and
compass and paper, and returns and lays
out the town of Clinton, in section
number four, township seven, range four,
United States military district, with
its large "public green," its north
street and south street, its main
street, first, second, third and fourth
streets, and one hundred and sixty lots,
and, taking his town plat in his pocket,
he walks to New Lancaster, being the
first white person ever known to have
made a journey in that direction from
this infant settlement, and before
Abraham Wright, Justice of the
Peace, acknowledges that important
instrument, and on the 8th of December,
1804, places it upon record. Thus
Samuel H. Smith, subsequently the
first surveyor of Knox county, for many
years a resident, its leading business
man, and
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largest land holder, made his entrance
into this district.
Shortly afterwards a large accession was made to the
population of the country by the
emigration from Ten Mile, Washington
county, Pa., of John Mills, Henry
Haines, Ebenezer and Abner Brown,
and Peter Baxter, who settled a
short distance south of Owl Creek, where
the Beams, Merrits and
Lafevers have since lived.
This settlement, by the increase of the
Leonards, was in 1805 and '6 the
largest, and best community in the
country, and upon the organization of
the county, and for several years
thereafter, it furnished the leading
men.
Ben. Butler, Peter Coyle, and Thomas Bell
Patterson in the spring of 1805,
augment the Walker settlement,
where Mount Vernon was located shortly
thereafter. William Douglass
is joined by James Loveridge, who
emigrates from Morris county, New
Jersey, and with his wife takes quarters
on the 6th day of July upon the
clapboards in the garret of his little
log cabin, and is mighty glad to get
such a shelter as that to spend the year
in. The next year Loveridge
starts off, under pretense of hunting a
cow, and goes to the land office and
enters and pays for the tract of land,
where shortly after he erected a
dwelling, and has ever since resided.
Upon this land there is an uncommon good
spring, which caused him to select it,
and he tells with much glee the
circumstances under which he obtained
it. The only Yankee then in the
country claimed to have located it, and
proposed to sell it to him at a higher
price than the government rate, which
was then $2 per acre. Concealing
his inten-
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tion from all but his wife, Loveridge
slipped off and examined into and
purchased it himself from the
government, and when he returned with
his patent, Bill Douglass laughed
heartily at the Jersey Blue overreaching
the cunning Yankee. Amoriah
Watson, of Wyoming county, Pa., also
put up with Douglass, and thus
this settlement was made up of
Douglass, Smith, Watson and
Loveridge, in 1805. The old
axe-maker, in the meantime, is followed
up by some of his relations and friends,
who start what has ever since been known
as the Jersey settlement. Jacob
Young, Abraham Lyon and Simeon
Lyon and the first to settle upon
the South Fork of Owl Creek, and are
succeeded by Eliphalet Lewis, John
Lewis, and James Bryant.
The Indians they found very numerous,
and through the kind feelings towards
the old axe-maker, they were very
friendly, and really quite an advantage
in ridding the country of wolves, bears,
and other varmints.
In the winter of 1805-6, that settlement entered into a
written agreement to give nine bushels
of corn for each wolf scalp that might
be taken, and three of the men caught
forty-one wolves in steel traps and
pens! The description of these
pens, and one of the stories told of the
operation, we give in the words of an
old settler: - "Wolf pens were about six
feet long, four wide, and three high,
formed like a huge square box, of small
logs, and floored with puncheons.
The lid, also of puncheons, was very
heavy, and moved by an axle at one end,
made of a small, round stick. The
trap was set by a figure 4, with any
kind of meat except that of wolf's, the
animals being fonder of any other than
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their own. On gnawing the meat,
the lid fell and caught the unamiable
native. To make sport for the
dogs, the legs of the wolf were pulled
through the crevices between the logs,
hamstrung, and then he was let loose,
when the dogs soon caught and finished
him. In Delaware county an old man
went into a wolf trap to fix the spring,
when it sprung upon him, knocking him
flat upon his face, and securely caught
him as though he were a wolf.
Unable to lift up the lid, and several
miles from any house, he lay all one day
and night, and would have perished but
for a hunter, who passing by beard his
groans, and came to his rescue."
North, west and east of these embryo settlements all
was wilderness for many long miles.
A place bearing the name of Newark had
been laid out by Gen. W. C. Schenck,
but it had not any greater population
than these little scattered settlements
aforementioned. The principal
towns of note to the early settlers were
Lancaster, Chillicothe and Zanesville.
Neither of them were much larger then
than our usual X roads villages now are.
The people were exceedingly neighborly,
and performed all manner of "kind
chores" for each other, in going to
mills, laying in goods, dividing what
they had with each other, &c. the
nearest mill in 1805, was in Fairfield
county. Our old friend James
Loveridge informs us of a trip he
made to that mill, which was seven miles
up to Loveland & Smith, and was situated
in a little crack between some rocks,
and he went down into the mill from on
top of the roof. He made the trip
there and
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back, about 125 miles, and brought home with him in
his wagon about 900 pounds of flour, one barrel of
whisky, and one barrel of salt. How the
settlement must have rejoiced at the arrival of the
great staples of frontier life, salt, whisky and
flour! - END OF CHAPTER |