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L161 O-1096ILLINOIS
PIONEER
DAYS
By
ELBERT WALLER,
A.M.Published by
E. B. LEWIS, Litchfield, Illinois.
1818
1918
ILLINOIS
PIONEER
DAYS
By
ELBERT WALLER,
A.M.Publishedby E. B. LEWIS, Litchfield, Illinois.
1918.
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TO
THE
SACRED
MEMORY
OF
THE BRAVE
PIONEERS
WHO
MADE
THIS
GREAT
STATE
POSSIBLE,THIS
LITTLE
BOOK
IS
AFFECTIONATELY
DEDI-CATED.
#<B*#***B><H>*>*KK23^^
CONTENTS.
Page
1.
Where
theWest
Begins 62. Pioneer
Home
Life 73.
A
PioneerChurch
174.
A
PioneerSchool 23J
5.The
PioneerMother
286. Going to Mill 31 7.
A
Ranger'sAdventure
35 el 8."Lasses"
. 41 9. Buck-Skin Breeches ... 43 7^_
10. PioneerBoatmen
45 11.Camp
Meetings 50H
12. Witchcraft 52 \ 2f13. Kaskaskia Cursed 54 cj5
14.Freak
Lawsuits ofPioneerDays
58I 15.
Monex
of theGood
OldDays
62Settling Their Differences ... 64
A
Trapper's Predicament 6618. Pioneer
Hash
6719.
Song
of the Pioneers 70INTRODUCTION.
This is Illinois' Centennial Year, a time most
fitting to look back
down
the yearsand
think of the laborsand
sacrifices of thosewho
came
into aland of savages
and
transformed it into a land ofthe highest type of civilization.
Much
of thewon-derful historyofthebravepioneers ofthese
mighty
days is forever lost.
With
the idea of helping topreserve that yet
known
and
transmit it to therising generation,
we
are presenting this little volume.We
offer no excuseand
no otherexplana-tion for its publication. If those
who
read thisbook
are led to a greater realization of thewon-derful
work
of the pioneermen
and women,
it will have serveditspurpose.Respectfully submitted,
WHERE
THE
WEST
BEGINS.
Out where thehand clasps a little stronger, Out where the smile dwells a little longer,
That's where the West begins. Out where the sun is a little brighter,
Where the snows that fall are a trifle whiter,
Where the bonds of home are a wee bit tighter,
That's where the West begins.
Out where the skies are a trifle bluer,
Out where friendship's a little truer,
That's where the West begins. Out wherea fresher breeze is blowing,
Where there's laughterin every streamletflowing,
Where there'smoreofreapingand less ofsowing.
That's where the West begins.
Out wheretheworld is in the making, Where fewer hearts in despair are aching,
That's where the West begins.
Where there'smore ofsingingand lessofsighing,
Where there's more ofgiving and less of buying,
And
aman
makesfriendswithouthalf trying, That's where the West begins.(From "America," a pioneer pageant play.)
PIONEER
DAYS
PIONEER
HOME
LIFE.
When
the pioneerscame
in search ofnew
homes
several families traveled togetherand
they usuallyselected
some
well-wooded spot nearsome
stream.When
theywere
once located, no timewas
lost butall hands got busy. Often, by the first night, they
had
an improvised building inwhich
thewomen
and children were sheltered
and
in afew
days theyhad houses for all
and
a nice little clearing around each.The
houseswere usually aboutsixteenby
twenty feet or hardly so large.The
wallswere
of. logsthat ranged
from
eight to twelve inches indiam-eter.
They
were built in theform
of a pen withnotches in each log at the corners to
make
them
lie solidand
closer.Then
pieceswere
sawed
out of one side for the door.The
frame of the roofwas
formed by
shortening the logs at each end, thusnecessitating bringing the logs of the sides closer
together until the last one
would form
thecomb
ofthe roof. It
was
covered with clapboards, whichwere
usually about fourfeet long,made
from
large treesand
split with an instrument they call a frow(fro).
The
roofwas
sometimes nailed on,and
atother times it
was
fastened on with poles laidcrosswise ofthe boards.
The
floor, if theyhad
any,was
made
of puncheons, which were timbers a footor
more
in diameter, cut into lengths of eight or tenfeet, splitopen,and
the flatside smoothed.They
were
sometimes laidflat ontheground and
at other times they were notched at the endsand
laid on cross logs called sleepers.The
doorwas
quitegen-erally
made
of planks split out like the clapboardsof the roof,
which
were
thenpegged
totwo
cross-pieces, one end of each forminga hinge.The
latchwas
onthe insideand
would
drop into a notch in apeg
and
securely hold the door, but could be liftedfrom
the outsideby means
of a string extending out thru a hole. If the "latch-string"was
hang-ing out, people were
welcome
to lift the latchand
come
in. In one end therewas
a place about fivefeet square cut in the walls for a "fire-place," which consisted ofthree sides of a
pen
about threeby
five feet built in this opening to the top of it,attached to the sides
by
"notching in", then lined with stoneand
well plastered withmud.
The
fire-,place terminated in a
chimney which was
built ofsticks, then plastered with
mud.
Thiswas
the "stick-and-clay chimney."They had
no glass for windows, so theyjustsawed
out a piece of logand
put a piece of greased paper in the opening.
The
furniturewas
all home-made.The
bedwas
formed
as follows:They
first took a pole longenough
to extendfrom
the floor to the roof,trimmed
the limbs off, cutting each aboutsixinchesfrom
the pole, so as to leave several hooks which might serve as a sort of clothes rack. This polePIONEER
DAYS
9was
then set about four feetfrom
one side at a back cornerand
six feetfrom
the end.A
polewas
laidfrom
a crackin the endto the first fork in thisupright pole, about
two
feet high,and from
that tothe side wall,clapboards orsomethingofthesort were laid acrossand
the bedsteadwas
made.On
this they usually put a bed
made
of straw or cornhusks, or even grass or leaves. In better days this
was
supplied with feathers.The
tablewas
a crudeaffair.
They
had no chairs but theymade
stoolsby
boring three holes in a block ofwood
and
put-ting pegs in for the legs.
Sometimes
they fixedup
something like apuncheon
with four legs as a bench for the children.They had
no cook stove,but usually a large skillet with an iron lid
was
a substantial part of their equipment, tho they did not always have that.To
do their baking, theymade
a heavy bed of coals on the hearth, set the skillet on them, put their food in, put the lid on,and
then covered that with coals. Their light w.asusually a tallow candle, but sometimes they
were
not sofortunate as to have the tallow
and
theyhad
to have a grease lamp.The
dishesalsowere
nearlyalways
home-made
wooden
bowlsand
noggins.The
more
fortunate ones onlyhad
afew
pewter dishes.Many
had
no knives or forks. If the former were lacking, the hunting knifewas
called into service,and
if the latter a sharp stick answered the pur-pose. Clocks were very scarce.The
old roosterwould crow
just asday
began to dawn, so theyneeded no alarm.
They
all learned to tell timepretty accurately
by
the sun, sowhat
needhad
they for a clock?They had
no matches.Some-times they
would
start fireby
striking a flint so as tothrow
the sparks on a piece of toe, butsome-times the toe
was
scarceand
theywould
go a mile ormore
to a neighbor's toborrow
fire.Many
ofthem
kept fire thru the winterand
summer
by
keeping a log in the clearing burning.
The
foodwas
plain but very wholesome.The
corn-poneand
the johnny-cake were served fordinner.
As
hard as theyworked
they needed meatand
very rarelywere
they without it. Sometimes itwas
venison.At
othertimesitwas
turkey (wild)squirrel, rabbit, ''possum" or "pattridge"
(par-tridge or quail). Those
who
had
cows furnished good sweet milkand
buttermilk to everybody in the neighborhood.Mush
and
milkwas
thecom-mon
supperdish,and
ifthey got tired of that theycould varyitwith
"hog
and hominy".
They drank
much
milkand
during the springmonths
theydrank sassafras tea.
They
raised beansand
pump-kins in the corn.
They
made
sugarand
molassesfrom
the sap of maple trees,and
they often cut abee-tree, getting sometimes several gallons of
honey.
The
majority ofthe pioneerswere
poor, but hon-estand
respectable, hence poverty carried with itno sense of degradation or humiliation like that felt
by
the poor of our 'age.They
lived in justPIONEER
DAYS
11humble
cabins, but they were their own, builtby
theirown
hands.They had few
oftheconveniencesof
modern
lifeand
theywere
destitute ofmany
ofthe things
we
now
consider absolutely necessary,butthey
were
industrious, patientand
cheerful and hopefully looked forwardtobetter days.As
noted above, theyhad
plenty of foodand
itwas
whole-some.They had
a good appetiteand
a clearcon-science,
and
as they satdown
to the rude table to eatfrom
wooden
or pewter dishes, they enjoyed it.The
bread they atewas from
corn theyhad
bothgrown and
ground, or itwas
made
ofwheat
theyhad grown and by
a very laborious process flailed outand ground
ready for bread.Some
ofthem
had
graters on which they grated their cornand
wheat, but others
had
various forms of hand-mills.They walked
the green carpet of the forestsand
fields around them, not with the
mien
of a vagrant,but with the independent air
and
elastic step of a self-respecting freeman.In nothing have there been greater changes than in their dress.
The
women
usuallywore
ahome-made
dress ofwhat
they called linsey-woolsey, butoccasionally the
more
fortunate ones could get calicofrom
"back
east"and
wear
that onSundays
or on dress occasions.
They wore
hoops, whichmade
the dress spread out at the bottom.Some-times they
had
sleevesmade
very largeand
stuffed with feathers so that if thearms were
extended at right anglesto the body, the sleeveswere
about ashigh as the head.
When
the boys used tohug
the girls (and they say they did), they called it"squeezing the pillows."
On
their heads theywore
sunbonnets in thesummer
and
shawls inwin-ter. If they didn't go barefooted they
wore
moc-casins, whichwere
made
of a piece of deer-skin, whichwerelacedalong theback ofthe heeland
the"calf" of the leg
and
also over the toesand
instepup
alongtheshin.The more
artisticonesran abouta foot high
and
the tops were cut into strings, whichwere
painted in various colorsand
allowed to dangle about the ankles.The
girls often car-ried their moccasins to church, puttingthem
on at the door.The
men
wore
hunting shirts, breeches, moccasinsand
a cap.The
hunting shirtwas
a loose sort of a blouse. It opened in front andwas
large
enough
to serve as a sort of pouch in which to carry lunchand
other things necessary for the trip. Itwas
usually belteddown
and
in this belt he always carried a hunting-knifeand
sometimes atomahawk.
On
dress occasions hewore
a shortcape over this coat,
which
terminated about hisshouldersin a fringe ofbright colors. His cap
was
made
ofcoon-skinmade
sothatthetailserved asanornament
danglingfrom
the top ordown
behind.His "breeches" were of buck-skin. In winter he
wore
the hairy side inand
insummer
he reversedit.
On
at least one occasion the "buck-skinbreech-es" served another purpose.
Reverend
James
Lemen
ofMonroe County and
his sonwere
outPIONEER
DAYS
13plowing
and
left their harness in the field at noon.The
boy, hoping to get a vacation, hid one of the collars.The
fatherwas
resourcefulenough and
atonce took off his breeches, stuffed
them
with grassand
this served as a collar for the afternoon.They had
plenty ofwork
to doand
if they got tired theyworked
at something else until they rested.The
women
had
work
around
the house daubing the building, getting wood, grinding corn,cultivating the truck-patch, dressing skins
and
making
it into clothing, or carding, weaving,and
spinning cotton or wooland
making
that into clothing, knitting socksand
stockings, milking thecow and
teaching the children to read.When
she got this done shewent and
piled brush orsome-thing ofthe kind until she rested, if she"was tired.
The
men
cleared theground
ready for crops,some-times at the rate of ten or fifteen acres per year,
by
cuttingdown
all the smaller treesand
"dead-ening" the largerones.They
made
railsand
builta fence around the fields, then
plowed
theground
with a
home-made plow and
cultivated the crops.Besides all this, they
must
"all-hands" protect the chickens, geese, ducks, sheepand
hogs against theopossums, raccoons, panthers, wild-cats,
and
wolves,
and
it oftenhappened
that theyhad
to pro-tect themselves against theIndians.They
were
good at combining business with pleasure. In the spring theyhad
log-rollings, which everybody men,women
and
childrenat-tended. This
was
an occasion for everybody (> helpand
itwas
a source of great pride to aimm
if hecould pull all the othersdown
at the end of a "hand-spike".The
women
took their spinning wheels along,and
itwas
a greatday
forthem
aswell.
They had
many
amusements which were
an essential part of their education.The
boy soo1-passed the
bow
and arrow
stage,and
before bo reached his teens he could handle the rifle well.They
oftenhad
"shooting-matches,"and
they de-veloped great skill in marksmanship.They
learned the tricks of the animalsand
could imitatethem
all,from
the"gobble"
ofaturkey to thehowl
ofa wolf.They
learnedhow
todecoy thepantherfrom
his hiding placeand
how
to calla deerby day
or to"shine" him by
night.Boys went
courting in those days.Among
them
there
was
no aristocracy, so therewas
but littlelooking for wealth or influence.
They
generallymarried
young and
started out in life forthem-selves. In those days
you
could tellwhen
young
people
were
going to get marriedby
theway
ayoung
man
tried to prepare afew
home-made
tools of hisown
and
alsoby
the fact that the girlwas
taking an additional interest in drying fruits, mak-ing quilts, etc.On
thewedding
day all the neigh-borhoodwas
there.The ceremony was
performed at noonand
thencame
the big dinner. Insome
neighborhoods this
was
followedby
dancing theun-PIONEER DAYS
15til daylight the next morning.
The
old fiddlerwas
inthe heightof his glory. In other localities
where
they did not believe in dancing, they spent the afternoon in the various sports
common
to pioneer life,and
departed to theirhomes
before night only to assemble at thehome
of the father of thegroom
for an "infair" dinner the next day. Within the next
week
a place for the housewas
selectedand
the neighborsbuilt a house forthe
new
couple,and
after a "house-wTarming"
which consisted of an all-night party or dance, theyoung
couplemoved
in
and were
"athome."
If
any
ofthem became
sick,the good old mothers were the doctors. If they could not be cured, itwas
often ascribed to the ill-will of a witch. Ifthey died, the preacher
was
there to say the last sadwords
at the grave.The
neighbors were the undertakers."Yet e'en these bones from insult to protect.
Somefrail memorialstill erected nigh,
With uncouth rhymes andshapeless sculpture decked.
Imploresthe passing tribute of a sigh.
Their names, the years spelt by the unlettered muse.
Theplace of fame and elegy supply.
And many
aholy textaroundshestrews.That teach the rustic moralist to die."
As
the yearsrolled on, fields were cleared up, thewhip-saw
and
the saw-mill Avere introduced, betterhomes
were built, churches were organized and schools were established. Various enterprises werestarted
up and
peoplebecame
specialists in differ-ent lines.The
Indianand
many
of the wild ani-mals disappeared.The
pioneer doctor succeededthe old "witch-master"
and
the people generally led an easier life. In our imaginationwe
can lookback over half a century and, on a winter evening,
seetheoldpioneer
grandmother
sittingby
thehuge
fire-place, knitting away, while the children are
gathered around a table
and by
the light of atal-low candle are studying their lessons,
and
thepio-neer grandfather sits in meditative mood. Finally,
when
lessons are gotten the children call onGrand-father to tell
them
a storyand
out of the depth of his hearthe tellsthem
a story before they scamperoff to bed to have a frightful
dream
about battles with the Indians or of the good times atsome
of their gatherings.PIONEER DAYS
17A PIONEER CHURCH.
Among
the first buildings to be erected inany
frontiercommunity was
a"meeting
house". Itwas
often used as ahome
forwomen
and
childrenuntilthe pioneer cabins could be built. It
was
then used for church, or as they generally called it, "meeting". In thesame
building they alsohad
other
community
gatherings, even using it as a school house sometimes.They were
neverexpen-sive
and
the churchwas
never pressed for "offer-ings" or should I say, "collections"?They
cared not for fineryand
the churchwas
neverfinanciallyembarrassed.
In the earlier days they
were
usually built of logs but sometimes of lumbersawed
with awhip-saw
or small saw-mill, operatedby
horse-power or awaterwheel. All the laborwas
donatedand
theygladly gave it as a labor of love.
Of
course theygave the material also.
They
were given suchnames
asMount
Olive,Mount
Pleasant,Mount
Pisgah,Mount
Moriah,Mount
Nebo, Pleasant Grove, Bethel,New
Jerusa-lem, Sharon, etc. Sometimes they
were nicknamed
by
the irreverentand
given such appellations as "*God'sBarn,""Board
Shanty,"and
"Hell's Half Acre,"and
thesenames became more
common
thanOld Sharon
was
a rural churchlocated inasplen-didly shaded grove. It
was
a fairly well construct-ed frame building about thirtyby
forty feet,and
every piece
was worked
outby
hand.Even
theflooring, ceiling
and
weather-boarding were hand-dressed.The
altar or pulpit, as itwas
called,was
a good piece of architecture
and
was
approachedby
"three upright regular steps".The
seats werecommon
benches.The
corner tothe right of the preacher
was
called the"Amen
Corner,"
and
was
reserved forthe old men. If theoldchurch were still standing, I could go back
and
hang
my
hat on the very nail on whichmy
fatherused to
hang
his.For
lack of a bettername
the opposite cornerwas nicknamed
the"A Woman
Corner" by some
wag.On
one side theyhad
seats for the boysand
men,and
on the other theyhad
seats for the girlsand women, and
let us say thatthis rule
was
sacredly adhered to. In one case ayoung
man
went
inand
satdown
with his best girl.The
preacherpolitely toldhim
tomove
to the other side.He
was
reluctant but obeyed.Let
me
digress here longenough
to say that theboys seldom accompanied their girls to church, but
often
went
home
withthem from
the nightservice. Sometimes theyhad
no previous arrangementsand
had some
very ingeniousways
of asking for theprivilege of
accompanying
the girl home.A
boy might say,"Do
you
love chicken?"and
if sheJO
3KJ JO
iiHd>AYS 19
sir".
He
would
then extend anarm
and
say,"Take
a wing".Again
he might say,"The moon
shinesbright,
Can
I gohome
withyou
tonight"? Iffa-vorable, the
answer
was,"The
stars do too. Idon't care if
you
do." Not- every fellow of thecrowd
that stood in waiting at the doorlike agang
ofunweaned
calveswas
favorably consideredand
a negative answerwas
called a "sack".Most
ofthe boys acceptedthat without a
word
and, greatly embarrassed, got out of thecrowd
as soon as they could, but otherswere
"game"
and
gave rejoind-ers.Once
at least this dialog took place:Boy
: ''Can
I seeyou
home
tonight1''
Girl:
"No,
sir."Boy:
"Giveme
astring."Girl: "Ain't got any."
Boy:
"Give
me
your garter, then. That will do."I
know
thename
of that youngster, but please askme
no questions, for I shall not tell.The
lawgrants
immunity from
giving evidence againstour-selves.-
Another
boy
wished tocompromise
thematter
and
said hewanted
to go only as far asUncle Mack's.
Of
course, theyhad
to be governedby
the weather, but in thesummer,
in particular, theyoung
men
gathered in the groveand
"swapped
yarns"
untilsome
one in the housebegan
a song20
to begin.
Some
of theyoung
men
would
come
in, but the rowdies stayed outside.The sermon
was
usually very long, the services often lasting
from
11:00 o'clock until after 1:00 o'clock.
Once
ayoung
fellowcame
outfrom
towrn hoping to go
home
with one of the girls,and
he tarried with thegang
outside. Ifnothingelsemade
him
unpopular,the simple fact that he
was
wanting topay
hisre-spects to one of the ''country girls"
would
make
him
so,and
hehad
to be the victim of all their jokes.He
expressed awonder
at the length of thesermon and
askedhow
long it lasted.They
toldhim
thatitwould
lastuntil timeto gohome
and
doup
the chores late in the evening.He
believed itand
left just in time forsome
other fellow to get to gohome
with the girl.They had
no organand
no choir (wardepart-ment
ofthe church), but usuallysome
oldman
with his coarse gutteralvoice, orawoman
with herhigh-pitched nasal voice led the singing. There
were
few
song booksand
the preacherwould
"line thehymns",
that is, hewould
read a line or a stanzaand
then theywould
sing it,and
thus on thru the song. Inmany
churches there was,and
in afew
there is yet, a prejudice against
any
kind ofmusi-cal instrument in the church,
and
itwas
so strongthat
some
times itwas
a rockupon
-which thechurch
was
wrecked.Sometimes they had revivals
and
whilesome
PIONEER DAYS
21be saying such things as
"Lord
grant it," "Yes, Lord,"and
"Amen,"
all in a groaning tone that people could hardly understand. Ipresume
theLord
did. Once, while such a performancewas
going on a venerable, gray-haired brother
was
pick-ing his nose
and
sayingsome
of these things. Itlooked like he
was
taking on about his nose.Some
boyssaw
itand
laughed.One
of the deaconsrep-rimanded
them. His attentionwas
called to itand
even he
had
to laugh.The
preacherwas
sometimes one of theirnumber
but usually hewas some
man
witha greatbig heartand
little ambition to accumulate money,and
whose
reputation as a preacher extended farbe-yond
the confines of hisown
community.He
was
always reverentand
sincereand
his everyword
and
act proved it.The
best people of the com-munity lovedhim and
the others respected him.He
alwayshad
thepower
to drive his messagedi-rect to his hearers.
"A
man
hewas
to all thecountry dear," but he
was
not getting rich at forty,pounds
a year, for the collectionswere
usuallysmall.
"But in his duty promptat every call,
He
watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all;And
as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged off-spring to the skies,He
tried each art,reproved each dull delay,Allured to brighter worlds and led the way. "Besidethebedwhereparting lifewas laid,
And
sorrow, guilt and pain by turns dismayed,Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul; Comfort came downthe trembling wretch to raise,
And
his last falt'ring accents whispered praise, "At church with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place;Truth from his lipsprevailed with double sway,
And
fools who came to scoff remained to pray. The service past, around thepious man, With steady zeal each honest rustic ran. His ready smile, a parent's warmth expressed; Their welfare pleased him and their cares distressed; To them, his heart, his love, his grief were given. But all his serious thoughts had rest inHeaven.As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form.
Swells from the vale and midway leaves the stor<m,
Tho roundits breast the rolling clouds are spread, Et-ernal sunshine settles on its head."
I have described here
my
oldhome
church.Of
course,my
experience does not date back topio-neer days, but
many
of the old customs stillpre-vailed
and
I recall thatmy
fatherand
other old settlers toldme
many
of the things thatmade
thememory
oftheold churcha sacredmemory
tothem.This church
was
built about 1840,and
destroyedby
a cyclone in 1889.A
new
onewas
erected onthe spot, but is
now
unused. I believe the ruralchurch entered
more
into the socialand
religious life of the communities than did others.They
have served their purpose and, having done so, are passing swiftly away.PIONEER
DAYS
23A PIONEER
SCHOOL.
In pioneer days, as now, four things were
essen-tial to a good school.
They
were
the materialequipment, the parents, the children
and
theteacher. .
The
ideawas
notby any means
general that the girls needed an education and, roughand
rugged asthe people were,theythoughtthatany
placewas
good
enough
for a school house.Sometimes
itwas
an
abandoned
building. Itmay
have been an oldcorn crib. In one instance, at least, it
was
an oldstable. Little attention
was
paid to heat, light orventilation. If they did not burn or freeze that
was
sufficient.They were
not comfortably seatedand
noattentionwas
paidto beautifying the schoolroom
or surroundings.Even
a heating stovewas
a rare thing. Usually itwas
a fire-placewhere
apupil
would
roast one side, while the otherwas
freezing.
An
openingmade
by
cutting a log outof one side served as a
window
and
when
itwas
too cold, thewindow
was
either closedup
entirelyor at best it
was
covered with greased paper. Glassfor
windows was
so rare that mentionwas
made
of one as the firstand
only one in the State having "real glass-windows."
One
of these schoolswhich
I think is a typicalhouse. It
was
a frame buildingmuch
larger than the average, possibly aboutthirtyby
fortyfeet. It stood on pillars. 'Therewas
no underpinningand
the hogs which were allowed to run at large oftenbedded
under it.The
noise theymade
furnished greatamusement
to the boysand
girls.The
floorwas
so open that thewind
could whistlethru it. If a pencil were dropped itwas
sure to roll thru a crackand
if a finger ofboy
or girlwent
up., itmeant
that the individualwanted
to go out, cr?wl under the floorand
get the lost pencil.The
seats were just long benches, sometimesar-ranged tofacethe fire-place or sometimes arranged in a square around the stove.
The
bencheswtre
often merely logs split open
and
pegs drivenin theround side for legs.
Four
was
themaximum
num-ber of desks they had, one for the large boys, cne forthe small boysand
thesame
forthe girls.They
were, of course,home
made.A
blackboard possi-bly a yard square,made
of plankwas
all theyhad
and, asthey thought, all they needed.
One box
of crayonwould
last several years. Instead ofcrayontheysometimes used a kindofclay theycalled kale.
Ifthey
had
amap
ofthe United Statesand
another of the hemispheres they thought themselves well supplied along that line.Often the Bible
was
the only reader in school.They
used the"Old
Blue-backed Speller," writtenby
Noah
(Noah
Webster).An
advanced
PIONEER
DAYS
25It
was
a source of great pride to a boy to go thru the arithmetic, for his educationwas
then com-pleted.The
teacher could not"learn" him
any-thingmore and
he could quit school.As
we
saynow, he graduated. There
was
no library inschooland
therewere
butfew
books in the community. In fact well-graded text-books did not exist.The
teacher taughtthem
how
tomake
pens ofquills
and
ink of balls they gotfrom
small oak trees in the woods.He
set the copy forthem
to write.Here
is one of them,"Luck
at thecoppy
careful."
You
see, hehad
not mastered the spell-ingbook and
that he did notknow
by
any means
all aboutgrammar.
Tho
"all declaredhow much
heknew,"
it is evident that his scholarshipwould
not pass muster now.
They
used slatesand
home-made
soapstone (talc) pencils.The
teacher "board-ed round," i.e., the people took it turn about inboarding him.
They
paid somuch
per pupil or "scholar" as they called it.A
little later, the "deestrict" (district) schoolwas
organizedby
lawand
the teacherwas
paid partly out ofpublic fundsand
finally allwas
paid that way.The
children liked tochew
the corners of their booksand
tothrow
spit balls. Occasionally theybecame
unrulyand
it resulted in a "free-for-all"bout, or sometimes it
was
"a
fair fieldand
no fav-ors" between the teacherand
the bully of theschool. If the teacher
whipped
allwas
welland
outvictorioushe
was
aheroand
the teacherleft in disgrace.The
boys often prided themselves on being able to take lots of punishmentand
saying that it never hurt.One
of their favorite sportswas
"lap-jacket." I In this the boyswould
get thebest switches they could,
two would
join left handsand whip
each other with these switches.The
onewho
flinched first was, of course, the loserand
was
laughed at
by
all thecrowd.The
victormust
then go thru thesame
ordeal withsome
one elsewho
was
sure to challenge his championship.|1
In one instance a
"gum-wax"
(sweetgum)
treestood about a quarter of a mile from the building
and
at noonmany
oftheboysand
girls,all ofwhom
took their dinners,would
rush to their baskets, grab their hands full of foodand
make
a"bee
line" for this tree,
and
they stood around it like"coon dogs"
around a"coon
tree".Each would
pick
away
at the wax, putting each little particle into hismouth
untilhehad
a good"chaw"
(chew).Then
hewould
giveup
his place and goaway
totrade his
wax
out of hismouth
tosome
onewho
was
not fortunateenough
to get to the tree.They
were not altogether selfish.
Sometimes
the big boyswould
gather a good"chaw"
and
give it to the big girls, receiving in return a pleasant smile.At
other times they
would
lend their wax. It "wascommon
to hearsome
little one begging:"Let
me
chaw
yerwax
till recess."PIONEER DAYS
27"What
is the matternow?"
said the teacher."I
swalleredmy
wax,"
said the little fellow. "It won't hurt you," said the teacher."But
Iborrowed
itfrom
Billand
he'll lickme
at recess," said the little fellow.In the school room, then, good discipline did not
always consist in keeping quiet, but sometimes it
was
in keeping noisy.To
be sure they studied, theteacher required
them
to study aloudand
if itbe-came
too quiet the teacherwould
say, "Spell out,spell out!"
On
Friday afternoons they oftenhad
spellingmatches,where
they chosesidesand
spelleddown
or it might be a"program,"
as they calledit,
which
consisted of "saying pieces" gotten"by
heart"from
some
old book. Sometimes on Fridaynights they
had
a spellingmatch
between differ-ent schools or possibly theyhad
a debate inwhich
the older people took great interest. All these things were important factors in the education of
the people at that time.
In the earlier days, the teacher
was
always aman
and
hehad
to be a man, physically, butcondi-tions changed
and
many
ladieswere
employed.Most
ofthem had
high idealsand
their "boardinground"
served a good purpose in educating the parents alsoand
in securing interest in the schooland
community
interests in general.The
memory
of the pioneer teacherwas
a sacredmemory
to the children of the pioneers.They
served well theirgeneration
and
did their part of thework
toward
the evolution of
man
asman
shall bewhen
time shall be no more.THE
PIONEER
MOTHER.
To
all thosewho
have builded well,we
give ourmeed
of praise, but especially dowe
wish to honorthe pioneermother
who
left the comforts oftheoldhome
"back East" and
tookup
the painfuland
dangerous journey to the woodlands
and
theprai-ries of the "Illinois Country,"
and
made
possible,this great
commonwealth.
''
Westward
the course of empiretakes its way,''
and
with thiswestward
trend of civilization,came
the pioneer motherwho
turned her tear-dimmedeyes
from
all that civilization then afforded,from
all thatwas
dear to her father, mother, sisters,playmates
and
all the haunts of her earlychild-hood. All these she left,
knowing
the indomitablespirit of herself
and
herhusband
and, trusting in God, bidding farewell to all these things of sacredand
hallowed memories, she looks hopefully to theWest.
They were
the best of the best,many
ofthem
de-scendants ofPuritan or Cavalier.
They
sought notfreedom to worship God, for that their grandfath-ers
and
grandmothershad
secured.They
sought not political liberty, for that their mothersand
fathers
had
secured.They
sought not "Bright jewels of the mine," but they sought opportunitiesto build homes,
where what
they earnedwould
bePIONEER
DAYS
29They came from
all the conveniences of the age, notto fieldswaving
with golden grain nor to citiesof churches, schools
and
factories, but theycame
to a wilderness filled with wild animalsand
wildermen,
"away
out west,"where
every visionwas
new
and
where
the heart ached fora familiar voice or a familiar scene.The
pioneer mother hascome and
gone, but she did not live in vain. She did her part of thework
toward
the evolution ofman
asman
shall bew
rhentime shall be no more. Verily, "Their
works
dolive after them". Because the pioneers did their duty in the days that
were
darkand
terribleand
splendid, there has been a great transformation. Forests have been cleared away, the sod of theprairies has been broken up.
The
wild animalshave disappeared.
The
Indian is no longer here touse his
tomahawk
and
scalping knife, but he too, has takenup
his slowand
painful journeytoward
the setting sun. In the place ofall these are pleas-ant
farm
homes where
in season can be seen thebroad expanse of fields
waving
with golden grain.Churches dot the land, lifting their spires
toward
Heaven, showing that the people have faith in theGod
their fathersand
mothers so nobly served.No
less conspicuous are the
common
schools dedicatedto the education of the masses. Great cities have been built, connected with each other
by
roads of steel, over which travel mighty engines of"The mothers of our Forest Land! Stout-hearted dames were they;
With nerves to wield the battle-brand.
And
join the borderfray."Today
we
vie with each other in doinghomage
to the pioneer.While
this is a general terra,let us not forget that to the pioneer mother is due a full share ofthe praise for giving us the blessings thatwe
today enjoy.From
earliest traditionswe
have honored the hero, but seldom has the heroine beenmentioned. Let her be immortalized in bronze
and
marble, in song
and
story,and
in all that isendur-ing.
blessed Soul of the Wilderness!
To
theewe
bring our tribute of praise yes, to thee, we, thydescendants, grateful for all that thou hast said
and
done, grateful for all thy sufferingsand
sac-rifices,we
say witha heartfull ofreverence, "Bless thee,my
soul!"PIONEER
DAYS
31"GOING
TO
MILL."
In the
"good
olddays"
theyhad
to resort tovarious expedients in preparing the food for the table. Perhaps 110 phase of it is
more
interesting than the story ofhow
theyground
their cornand
wheat.
In
many
families theyhad
a grater.They
per-haps called it a "gritter." Itwas
made
of a piece of tin, mostany
size, that itwas
possible to get.They punched
it full of holes, bent it with theroughside convex
and
nailed it to a piece of board, thus forming a sort of semi-cylinder.The
corn onthe cob
was
rubbed on this, like rubbing clothes ona washboard,
and
itwas ground
into mealwhich
fell on the boardand
randown
into awooden
trough
made
forthe purpose. Thiswas
a laboriousprocess, but it
was
the best thatmany
ofthem
had.The
next stepwas what some
have called the"hominy
block." Itwas
arranged on the top ofa
stump
or a block cutfrom
a treeand
set on endand
hewn
out or burned out so as tomake
it some-thing like a large mortar.For
a pestle theysome-timesused a large, smooth stone weighing
some
fif-teen or twenty pounds. Thiswas
verymuch
likethe plan the Indians
had
of putting the corn in ahole in a rock
and
rubbing it with another.They
sometimes
made
a sort of maul, perhaps three feeteven improved this
and
bent a sapling over, at-tached a piece of timber, six ormore
inches in diameterand
six or eight feet long, in such aman-ner as to allow the timber to be brought
down
by
pulling it.
By
this process, the laborwas
lessened.The
inventive mind, prodded onby
necessity,de-vised another plan. If a sapling
were
not handy,they sometimes laid a pole twenty-five or thirty feet long across a fork
and
with theheavy
end under the corner ofthe house in such amanner
as to allow the spring of the pole to lift the weight.Next
comes the hand-mill, verymuch
like thoseused in the
Holy
Land
today,and
towhich
the Savior referredwhen
he said,"Two
women
shallbe grinding at a mill, the one shall betaken
and
the otherleft." Itwas
made
oftwo
stones, one of whichwas
stationaryand
called the bed stone.A
movable one above it.*wasvcalleqkthe runner.A
\ *
shaft
was
putthru the runner, oneend terminatingin the bed stone
and
the other in a hole in a piece of timber above.Thru
this shaft, a pole perhapsten feet long
was
put in such amanner
as tomake
two
handles against whichtwo
people could push.The
cornwas
fed thru a hole in the runnerand
the meal fell out from under it at the edges. This
was
free for the neighborhoodand
every familydid their
own
grinding.Perhaps the next step
was
the horse mill,made
very
much
thesame
way
only larger, allowing the horse or oxen to go in a circle twenty feet ormore
PIONEER DAYS
33iii diameter. This
was
stillimproved
by
puttingthe horse, or
team
of horses, or yoke of oxen, to a separate"sweep"
fastened to an uprightbeam
which
was
the axle of a wheel fifteen or twenty feet in diameter. This large wheel carried adeer-skin or cow-hide belt
working
on amuch
smallerwheel on the axle of the runner.
About
that timetheybeganto chargetoll
and
thelaw
said it should be one-tenth.They had
not thenworked
out asystem of weighing the grain
and
givingthem
their milling, but each
had
to wait until hisown
was
ground. Peoplewent
long distancesand
oftenhad
to wait a long time. This gave rise to the ex-pression, "like going to mill,"when
you
areex-pected to await your turn. It is said that
when
General
Logan was
a boy, he drove thirty miles tomill. He, of course,
had
to stay all night, but thatnight it rained.
The
belt got wetand
stretched sothat it fell.
Some
hungry
dogschewed
part of itup
so badlythattheyhad
to killan ox,tan the hideand
make
part of anew
belt. In this way, hewas
detained several days.
My
father,when
just a lad,drove a yoke of oxen fully that far with a load of
corn
and
wheat. Part ofthewheat
he sold at fifty cents a bushel.The
next step in this evolutionwas
the water-mill, whichwas
verymuch
the same, butwas
runby
water-power. If for no other reason, this kind of mill will beremembered
thruout the ages onac-count of the popular poem, "Little Jerry, the Miller".
Near
the close of pioneer days, the steam millcame
into existence.Not
until thenwas
there adefinite system
worked
outwhereby
people couldexchange corn or
wheat
for meal or flourand
getaway
without waiting for theirown
to be ground. Millsbecame more
plentifuland
people took small-eramounts
tomill, often notmore
than three bush-els of cornand
three of wheat,and
sometimes lessthan that.
They
spoke of this as a "turn of mill-ing".Very
littlewheat
was
used for itwas
so hard to harvestand
to thresh. Fifty bushelswas
considered a large crop of wheat. If it
was
boltedat all, it
was
thru a deer-skin full of small holes,punched
with a red-hot wire. Infew
things havepeople changed
more
than in preparing "bread-stuff".PIONEER DAYS
35"A
RANGER'S ADVENTURE."
(From
Historical Collections of the Great West, Published 1853.)Thomas
Higginswas
enlisted in acompany
ofrangers
and
was
stationed, in thesummer
of 1814,in a block-house eight miles south of Greenville, in
what
isnow Bond
County, Illinois.On
theeveningof the 30th of August, a small party of Indians
having been seen prowling about the station,
Lieu-tenant
Journay
with all his men, twelve only in number, sallied forth the nextmorning
just before daylight in pursuit of them.They had
notpro-ceeded faron the border of theprairie before they
were
in anambuscade
of seventy or eighty sav-ages.At
thefirst fire the lieutenantand
three of hismen
were
killed. Six fled to the fort under covetof the smoke, for the
morning was
sultryand
theairbeing
damp,
thesmoke from
thegunshung
like a cloud over the scene, but Higgins remained be-hind to have"one more
pull at theenemy," and
avenge the death of his companions.
He
sprang behinda small elm, scarcely sufficient toprotect his body, when, thesmoke
partly rising,he discovered a
number
of Indians.He
firedand
shot
down
theforemost one.Still concealed
by
the smoke, Higgins reloaded,hailed him, "Torn,
you
won't leave me, willyou?"
He
turnedaroundand
seeing a fellowsoldierby
thename
of Burgess, lying on the groundand
gasping for breath, replied,"No,
I'll not leave you,come
along.""I
can't," said Burgess,"my
leg is allsmashed
to pieces." Higgins dismounted,and
tak-ing
up
his friend,was
about to lifthim
onto his horse,when
the animal, taking fright, darted offin an instant
and
leftthem
both behind. "This istoo bad," said Higgins,
"but
don't fear; hop offon your three legs
and
I'll stay betweenyou and
theIndians
and
keepthem
off. Get intothe tallest grassand
crawl as near theground
as possible." Burgess did soand
escaped.The
smoke which had
concealed Higginsnow
clearedaway
and
he resolved if possible to retreat.To
follow the track ofBurgesswas
most expedient.It would, however, endanger his friend.
He
de-termined, therefore, to venture boldly forward
and
if discovered, to secure his
own
safetyby
the rap-idity of his flight.On
leaving a small thicket inwhich
hehad
sought refuge, he discovered a tall, portly savage nearby and two
others betweenhim
and
the fort.He
pausedfor amoment
and
thought if he could separatethem and
fightthem
singly hiscase
would
not be so desperate.He
started for a little rivulet near, but found one of his limbsfail-inghim, it having beenstruck
by
aball in thefirstencounter, of which till
now
hewas
scarcelyPIONEER DAYS
37and Iliggins turned round
two
or three times to fire.The
Indian haltedand
danced about topre-vent his taking aim.
He
saw
itwas
unsafe to fire atrandom
and, perceivingtwo
others approaching,knew
hemust
be overpowered in amoment
unless he could dispose of the forward Indian first.He
resolved to halt
and
receive his fire.The
Indian raised his rifleand
Higgins, watching his eye, turned suddenlyand
received the ball in his thigh.He
fell but rose immediatelyand
ran.The
fore-most Indian,now
certain of his prey, loaded againand
with the othertwo
pressed on.The
wholethree fired.
He
now
felland
rose a third timeand
the Indians, throwing
away
their guns,advanced
upon him
with spearsand
knives.As
he presentedhis
gun
at one or the other, each fell back.At
last the largest Indian, supposing his
gun
to beempty,
from
his fire having been thus reserved, ad-vanced boldly to the charge. Iliggins firedand
the savage fell.
He
now
had
four bullets in his body, anempty
gun
in his hands,two
Indiansunharmed
beforehim and
a whole tribe but afew
yards distant.Any
otherman
would
have despaired. Not sowithhim.
He
had
slain themost dangerous ofthe three and, having little fear of the others, hebegan
toload his rifle.
They
raised a savagewhoop
and
rushed to the encounter.
A
bloody conflict en-sued.The
Indians stabbedhim
in several places.At
last one ofthem
threw atomahawk,
laid barehis skull
and
stretchedhim
\ipon the prairie.The
Indians again rushed on, but Higgins, recovering his self-possession, kept
them
off with his feetand
hands. Higgins grasped one of their spears
and
the Indian in attemptingto pull it
from
him, raisedhim
up.With
his rifle he dashed out the brains ofthe nearest savage. In doing so he broke it, the
barrel only remaining in his hands.
The
other In-dianwho
had
fought with cautioncame
now
man-fully into the battle.To
have fledfrom
aman
thuswounded
and disarmed or to have suffered his vic-tim to escapewould
have tarnished hisname
for-ever. Uttering, therefore, a terrific yell, he rushed on
and
attemptedto stab the exhausted ranger, but the latterwarded
off hisblow
with onehand and
brandished his rifle-barrel with the other.
The
In-dian
was
yetunharmed and
under existingcircum-stances the most powerful man. Higgins' courage,
however,
was
unexhaustedand
inexhaustible.The
savage at last
began
to retreatfrom
the glare of hisuntamed
eye to the spotwhere
he dropped hisrifle. Higgins
knew
that if he recovered that, ftisown
casewas
desperate.Throwing
his rifle barrel asideand drawing
his hunting knife, he rushedupon
his foe.A
desperate strife ensued. Higgins, fatiguedand
exhaustedby
the loss of blood,was
no longer a