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HISTORY OF CLARENDON

F^ROivr ISIO TO 1888.

BY

DAVID STUKGES COPELAJSTD.

BUFFALO:
THE COUKIEK COMPANY, PRINTERS.
1889.

TO THE
MEMORY OF MY BLESSED MOTHER,
LAURA A. STURGES COPELAND,
Who ever lo-ved Clarendon— her Poor, her Sick, her Unfor
tunate, ECER Rooks, her Hills, her beautiful GtRoves
AND pleasant STREAMS — AND WHOSE HEART
linked Earth to Hea-ven,
Stits JSoott is S^fictelrls Betiicateli fin tfie Slutjior
DAVID STURGES COPELAND.

PREFACE.

The preparation of this work for publication has been
one of years, and the author has traveled, generally on foot,
over the greater portion of Clarendon — over her highways
and across her fields, through groves and swamp, on the
summits of her hills and in her meadows and dales. He
has visited houses in all parts of the town, from the log-
covering to the fine mansion, and has held converse with
the young and the old, the father and mother just ready to
say " Grood-by !" to this life, and the laughing boy and girl
gaily entering upon the stage of action.
In some parts of the town he has found individuals with
good memories of other days, and in many instances has
been debarred this privilege by the silent touch of the past.
In every case he has taken down the statements of living
witnesses when this was possible, and, by comparing one
with the other, did all in his power to ai'rive at the truth.
He found that many records had been burnt up that should
have been preserved in the town's history, and even those
in being are not as full and complete as they should be,
having, in many instances, been kept by those who never
looked one year ahead of their office or troubled their minds
about the future. All this could be remedied by appointing
in every town a local historian, whose duty would be the
compilation of events as they pass over the dial of Time.

VI PEEFACE.
We have visited the homes of many who no longer are to
be seen in our company, and to the departed we are chiefly
indebted forthe mass of information which we are enabled to
present to the public. If in so doing we have been so for
tunate as to perpetuate and hand down to coming days
somewhat of the labor, energy, spirit and love of those who
once lived in Clarendon, then we have finished a task which
fills our soul with the thought that two years on the Atlan
tic and Indian oceans, in Asia and Africa, in Cuba, Georgia,
Iowa, Kansas, in Zanzibar, Cape Town, Havana, New
York, Buffalo, Rochester, Saratoga, Great Bend and Albion,
we have never forgotten our loved Clarendon, and have
endeavored to leave behind us a history that time and
eternity will not suffer to fade away.
DAVID STURGES COPELAND.
Clarendon, December, 1888.

CONTENTS,

CHAPTER I,

Boundaries and General Appearance as to Soil and Formation —
Natural Productions — The Old Elm Tree — Church's Meadow —
Mill Fall — Church's Hill — Rain Supply — Fruits — Maple-sugar —
Cider and Vinegar — Dried Apples — Cereals — Creameries and Stock
Growing — Highways — Fuel — Butchers — Petrifaction — Indians —
Pests — Birds — Island' Sports — Bees — Improvements — Area —
Population — Families and Fashion, . ... 1
CHAPTER II.
First Settlement — Eldredge Farwell and Family — Home — Mail
Route — Postoffice — Pettifoggers — Old Saw-mill and Grist-mill —
Water-pipes — Tannery — Other Saw-mills — New Grist-mill —
Engine — Evaporators — Red Store — Proprietors — Benjamin Cope-
land — David Sturges — Piatt — Ainsworth — Eldredge Farwell, Jr.
— George M. Copeland — Julius H. Royce — Shoemakers — Tailors —
Libraries — Distillery — Ashery — Coffins — Furnaces — Blacksmiths
— Red Shop — Wagon-shops — Turning-shop — Hardware — Dress
makers and Milliners — Food Supplies — Barbers — Houses — Lime —
Lower Store — Hotels,  14
CHAPTER III.
Farwell's Mill School — Village Schools — John B. King — Malvina
Vandyke — Whipping — Instruction — Minerva Curtis — Flowers —
Anecdotes — Henry A. Pratt — Exhibitions — Luther Peck — Hood
School — Bennett's Corners School — Elviraette Lewis — Robinson
School — Cook School — Picnics — Mudville or Manning School —
Hubbard School — Brown School — New Guinea School — Root
School — Cowles School — Glidden School — Scholars — Books —
Wages — Decay — Rolls — Elviraette Lewis — Malvina A. Vandyke —
John B. King — Clara B. Newman — William E. French — Visitors
Teachers,   44
CHAPTER IV.
Education — Universalist Society — Formation — Trustees — Ministers —
Christian Society — Building — Ministers — Incidents — Protestant
Methodists — School-services — Abandonment — Methodist Church
— Foundation — Growth — Ministers — Trustees, ... 78

Vlll CONTENTS.
CHAPTER V.
HoUey Road — Hood Road — Curtis' Road — Sawyer Road — Inhabitants,
Past and Present — Orchards — Fences — Shade-trees — Road Bed —
Improvement,  94
CHAPTER VI.
Brockport Road — Smede's Road — Bartlett Road — Bennett's Corners
Road — Butterfield Road — Williams' Road — County Line Road —
Taylor Road — Warren Road — Waite Road — Storms Road, . 103
CHAPTER VIL
Byron Road — Matson Road — Tousley Road — Floyd Storms Road —
Glidden Road — Coy Road — Andros Road — Crossett Road — Stevens
Road — Root Road — Bird Road — Barker Road — Carver Road —
Templeton Road — Cowles Road — East Glidden Road — Lusk Road
—Hill Road— West Sweden Road— Reed Road, . . 132
CHAPTER VIIL
Wyman Road — Milliken Road — Tousley Road — Coy Road — Maine
Road — Stevens Road — New Guinea Road, . . . , 163
CHAPTER IX,
Barre Road — Pettengill Road^-Salsbury Road — Packard Road —
Millard Road — Ward Road — New Swamp Road — Hindsburgh
Road — Johnson Road — Webster Road — Allen Road, . 174
CHAPTER X.
Hulberton Road— Sawyer Road — Allen Road— Cantine Road — Sur
veys — Condition — General Remarks, . ... . 195
CHAPTER XI.
Stories : Mrs. Curtis Cook — Mary Ann Cook — William S. Glidden's
Canal Story— Mrs. William S. Glidden — Horatio Reed— Asa Glid
den — William S. Glidden — Beniamin G. Pettengill — Sarah Jane
Vincent — Edwin Bliss — Alvah Morgan — J. C. Weller  George W,
Reynell — J, A, Bryan — Stephen Northway — Dr. Robert Nicker-
Bon, . .  ¦  305

CONTENTS. IX
CHAPTER XII.
Reflections— Companies of 1814, 1818, 1824, 1825, 1833— List of
Officers at Gaines, 1838— Training of 1841— Incidents, . . 238
CHAPTER XIII.
Dr. Bussey — Dr. Carter — Dr. Howard — Dr. Noyes — Dr. Keith — Dr,
Southworth — Dr. Lewis — Dr. Watson — Dr. Dutton — Dr. Badlan —
Dr. Pugsley — Dr. Crabbe — Dr. O'Brien — Dr. Braokett — Dr. Ger
trude Farwell — Dr. Taylor — Dr. Cook — Dr. Coleman — Dr. Arm
strong — Dr. Townsend — Dr. Gleason — Dr. Woodhull, . . 237
CHAPTER XIV.
Influence— Canvass of 1823, 1834, 1835, 1826, 1827, 1828, 1833—
Special Elections — List of Town Officers — Whig, American, Re
publican and Prohibition Parties,  249
CHAPTER XV,
Sons of Temperance — Daughters of Temperance — Cadets of Tem
perance — Good Templars — W. C, T. U. — Band of Hope — St. John
Circuit — Copeland's Grove  373
CHAPTER XVL
Revolution — 1813 — Mexican War — List of Boys in Blue — Draft —
Orleans County Veterans,  381
CHAPTER XVIL
James T. Lewis — Henry C. Lewis — Luther Peck — George Matson —
Andrew Knickerbocker — Joseph F. Glidden — Jared Hopkins —
Pratt Nelson — Lewis Darrow — Charles Sturges — Charles J. Mar
tin — Zina Richey — Darwin Inman — Clarence Akeley — Jules
Andros— H. A. Pratt — Willis Whipple — George Riggs — Copeland
Brothers and many others, .... . 300-
CHAPTER XVIIL
Almira Baldwin — Adelaide Church — Nancy Tousley — Lydia Patter
son — Cynthia A. Copeland — Ellen Farwell — Emily Grennell —
Emma Cook — Clara King — Mary Potter — Emma Sturges — Artists,
etc.,  316

X CONTENTS.
CHAPTER XIX,
Agricultural Implements — Horses — Water — Steam — Wind — Man —
Household Progression — Reflections  338
CHAPTER XX,
Village Graveyard — Robinson Graveyard — Christian Graveyard —
Root Graveyard — Glidden Graveyard — Polly Graveyard, . 344
CHAPTER XXL
Hospitality — Personal Sketches— Stories — Tales — Sports — Incidents
— Chips of Clarendon, .  . 357

HISTORY OF CLARENDON.

THE HISTORY OF CLARENDON.

CHAPTEE I.
GENERAL DESCEIPTION.
IN the western part of the State of New York is the little
County of Orleans, which was organized in 1824. In
the southeastern portion of this county lies the Town of
Clarendon, which was taken from the Town of Sweden
February 33, 1821. The town was named by Eldredge
Farwell, its flrst supervisor, in honor of Clarendon in Ver
mont. Clarendon is bounded on the north by Murray, on
the east by Sweden, on the south by Byron and Bergen,
and on the west by Barre. The population in 1821 was
very small, as the assessment roll of that year will show,
and the inhabitants were scattered in the wilderness, with
only a slight portion of the town fit for cultivation. If
you will ramble through the town, at the present time, you
will at once be struck by its many peculiarities.
Leaving Holley in the background, we may ascend the
hill just above the bridge, where the N. Y. C. & H. R. E.
was laid in 1851, thence south, over a short stretch of high
way, to where the new cemetery meets the eye, and just be
yond, the old one, its tombs fast disappearing under the
furrows, or standing as lonely reminders of days long since
gone by. Here the land rises to an elevation that com
mands a distant view of the outskirts of Brockport to the
east, Holley to the north, the cloud-capped hills of Wyoming
to the south, while, away to the westward, Tonawanda
swamp, with its dark, shady evergreens, bounds the circle.

2 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
If we turn our steps to the eastward, by the rippling
pond, near the old mills of Lucas and Curtiss, we shall
soon discover a deep gulf or ravine, extending to the north
ward, into the limits of Holley. On either side may be
seen huge masses of red sandstone, piled in irregular shapes,
or lying in uneven strata, over which the waters of "West
Sandy gurgle and eddy, on their way to join the blue On
tario. We stoop down to examine the soil, and find, at
times, a mixture of gravel, with clay and sand alternating.
The different roads in the town have been repaired witb
gravel from the Nelson bank in the north, the Mathes in
the east, the Morgan and Orcutt in the south, and the Treat
in the west. Dark-gray limestones stand out boldly above
the surface, from one border of the town to the other ; and
boulders of granite arrest the eye, that must have been car
ried to their present position during the glacial period.
The old Indian Hill, with its sandy brow, rises above the
fields around, commanding a beautiful circuit of country
for thirty miles.. In the hills that range to the south from
the village, the best of water-lime may be obtained, and, for
building purposes, quick-lime is known in all the counties
surrounding. Along the line of the N. Y. C. & H. R. R.
may be seen quarries of the Medina sandstone, that ship
their material east and west, north and south ; and, from
the village, even to the borders of Holley, the mason
builder could be supplied at any moment. The output of
lime is so great that large quantities of timber-land are
yearly cut over to supply the burning. Below the maple
and beech, on highland and lowland, the blue limestone
strata penetrate to a depth of ten or fifteen feet, where
nitro-glycerine and dynamite are employed to crush the
masses for use.
Above the swamp, iu the south,, estern portion of the
town, called New Guinea, the stranger is struck with the
presence of hills, rising one above the other, as if they had

GENEEAL DESCEIPTION. 6
been upheaved by some mighty convulsion of nature ; and
at this point is the highest elevation. All around is one
girdle of Tonawanda, where the huntsman has royal sport
in the game season, if his dogs can penetrate the thickets.
Here, too, is the great cranberry marsh, so well known to
all the country round, where luckless lads and maidens have
been lost to the outer world. In the mosquito season, woe
unto the individual who dares to invade these retreats ; a
million foes are about him in an instant, and he is very
fortunate if he escapes without much blood-letting. A
little to the north may be seen sandy mounds, which rise
above the surface, and are called by the farmers "hog
backs," in memory of their peculiar appearance. In an
early day this portion of Tonawanda had heavy pine, hem
lock, ash and tamarack timber ; but the axe of the wood
man has felled their noble forms, and the mulley and cir
cular saw cut their bodies for the service of man.
Along the fences, out in the woods, and in the clearings,
may be seen the bushes where the red and black raspberry,
with the high blackberry, have their blossoms and fruit ;
while in the shady Tonawanda the low-creeping huckleberry
loves to twine ; , mandrakes hang their golden heads ; wild
turnips are few and far between in the forests ; smartweed,
boneset, catnip, peppermint, spearmint, sage and tansy are
in the fields; the frost-grape clusters in some thicket; and
the scarlet leaves of the ivy may be seen, giving one timely
warning of the poison within. Down in the old Indian lot
the berry-bushes are rapidly passing away, and we no longer
hear the merry laugh of happy boys and girls, who loved,
in vacation day, to wind through the paths and fill their
baskets and pails with the tempting fruit. There are the
old mounds, in which we fancied some noble chief, with
his tomahawk and faithful dog, was buried; but the smoke
of the wigwam has long since been lost in the blue heavens,
and the white man's tread has stamped him out forever.

4 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
Pause for a moment, and look at the great piles of stones
which have been gathered from every point of the compass.
Only a few years ago, and the stranger would have hardly
taken this territory as a gift ; but Darrow, Mathes, Stuckey
and McKeon have made it to blossom as the rose. Jump
over the wall across from Patrick McKeon's forge, and
rest under the shade of the old elm in Church's meadow.
What a grand tree is this ! Having a diameter of seven
feet, and rising to a height of sixty feet, without a branch,
and then throwing a shade for thirty feet away! Truly,
there is no peer to this old elm, from the North Eiver to
Lake Erie, from Adirondack to Pennsylvania. His giant
roots are imbedded in the limestone strata of his native
turf, and he laughs at the lightning and the blast. A little
to the eastward stand a few thorn-apples that perfume the
breeze with their pleasant fruit; while, out in the meadow,
the cowslip, golden-blossomed, waves in the breeze. In the
joyous spring-time the red-winged blackbird loves to build
its nest in reeds and cowslips, while the lark and bobolink,.
along with the thrush, fill the air with melody.
Where are the " Willows " now, along the creek, where
we loved to gaze into the water, like some sedentary frog ?
Where, now, the horn dace and bullheads, the chubs and
suckers ? The cork no longer bobs above the stream, for
the creek has passed away, never again to return. In the icy
winter days we loved to buckle on our grooved skates, and
skim over the old meadow, holding out our roundabouts to
court the passing gale. But the, cutting down of the tim
ber, and the drainage of Tonawanda, has changed all this,
and those happy days have been hurried away into the dead
past. Do you see that range of hills that reach to the
southward ? The woods hang over their rocky brows, as
in boyhood hours; but the water only trickles now, where,
formerly, there was a supply sufficient to run saw and grist
mills. Just above Col. May's was once a large spring, and

GENEEAL DESCEIPTION. 5
this served to run the wheels and keep the stones hum
ming, before the bubbles plunged down a rocky ledge of
fifty feet, and then rippled on to join old Sandy. Who
can show this spring now ? If we walk over Church's hill,
we shall find great rocks that jut over the woods below, and,
underneath, a good retreat from the storm when the trees
shake in the gale, and the loud thunder booms above; On
that stormy town-meeting day of 1886 the north wind cut
a perfect swath through the timber below, and many a
noble trunk hugged the dust. Por over two miles one can
walk these hills and have before him the finest views of
grove, meadow, orchard and farming land to be found in
any country under the sun, with battlements of nature that
would serve to keep an enemy a long range away. Quarries
have been worked out of these gray stones in the days when
Dushan was on earth, and the mark of the wedge and
hammer is plainly visible. In the little grove is the old
beech-tree where the boys have cut out their names, but
some of them have died, more than twenty years ago.
Eoll down a huge stone, and listen as it crashes in the
woods below. ¦ We look in vain for the red, black and gray
squirrels that once sported through these woods, and we
sigh to think that no longer the pigeon " coos " in the
branches, or moves grandly over the hill-tops, to rest in
Tonawanda. The cruel hunter has made the forest as a
graveyard, where one can only hear tho moaning of the
wind, as if in requiem. The white rabbit no longer looks
slyly out upon the passer-by, and even the chipmunk gives
one shriek and runs from man, as if in mortal fear.
A mighty change has taken place in the rainfall, and
wells that formerly had an abundance of water must now
be drilled to meet the demand. Springs and creeks, all over
the town, are now dried up, and this change has happened
in thirty years. The vandals that cut down our woodland
for the almighty dollar should be made to drop the

b HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.
axe, and leave Dame Nature to enjoy a season of shady
repose. The presence of so muoh calcis, or lime, in the waters of
the town has had very injurious effects in the production
of diseases that naturally follow in the wake of such causes.
The market for apples from Clarendon was opened at
Holley, by Isaac Smith, about 1850 ; and her fruit can now
be found in the streets of London and Liverpool. There
is no town in the state that has, proportionately, more or
chards to the population, and that produces finer fruit. At
first these apples were shipped by Norton, of West Bloom-
field, on the Erie Canal, in the bulk; then the russets, in
oak barrels, from Eochester; and during the war the price
advanced from oue dollar to five dollars per barrel — one
acre of orchard bringing as high as $350. The favorite
varieties are the spitzenberg, greening, spy, king, baldwin
and russet. Holley has had single buyers that, in one sea
son, have bought 10,000 barrels. The barrel industry has
become so great that the sound of the hammer, can be
heard from one week to the other, the whole year through.
and, at times, the demand cannot be supplied. In the
raising of peaches there has been a great falling away, as
the disease known as the " yellows " has come in and poi
soned the tree to the very roots. Formerly, peach-trees
bore in three years from the seed, and they were so very
plentiful that no market was had, and they were fed to the
hogs. Plums have generally become a matter of the past ;
but cherries and pears are still raised, where care is taken
in the cultivation of choice varieties.
In the eastern portions of the town the Niagara grape
culture has sprung up during the present year, and prom
ises to yield good returns. If some company would pur
chase New Guinea, and set it out to sraall fruits, it would
prove of great profit to Clarendon. Strawberries and rasp
berries are now extensively cultivated, and the blackberry

GENEEAL DESCEIPTION. 7
can be furnished in crates. Peppermint could be raised on
the flats in the town and, like Palmyra, become a center for
the oil.
The production of maple sugar is at present carried on
very differently from the old way, with troughs hewn out
by axes, trees hacked and bled, — with an old cauldron ket
tle or two, and a piece of pork to prevent over-boiling.
Now we have Eussia-iron pans for boiling on arches, pails
-with covers, metal spiles, evaporators, insuring cleanliness,
purity and dispatch. The day has gone by when maple
sugar short-cake was in fashion, and many families now
use only the granulated, despising even coffee sugar.
Down at the Curtiss Mills, over thirty years ago, was a
rude cider-mill, where the juice of the apple oozed through
the straw, and the process was very slow, compared with
the present system. The same rule was followed in the
old saw-mill in the village, and also at Burr's, in Barre.
Now cloths are used by Miller & Pettingill, with powerful
presses worked by steam, that do an immense business.
The old way of making vinegar, by taking a barrel of cider
and putting in it a piece of brown paper soaked in molasses,
for mother, with a junk-bottle in at the bung, has been
superseded, and every portion of the apple is now used, and
the great factories of Miller & Pettingill send these pro
ducts East and West.
The good mothers were content to sit up winter evenings
to pare and core apples for drying ; then hang them on
racks over the fire-place or stove, out in the sun on boards,
and sell for two cents a pound at the store, there to be
pressed in barrels, and shipped to meet a very limited
demand. Then came the paring-machine, which was con
sidered one of the wonders of the age, turned by hand, and
fastened to a table or chair. Steam, with its easy and per
fect motion, was hardly dreamt of until the evaporator
came into use, and the quality of the dried apples was

8 HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.
greatly improved by the sulphur process. Clarendon now
sends out tons of evaporated apples to the markets of the
globe, and this has become one of her chief industries. In
the production of cereals, such as wheat, barley, corn and
oats, her soil is well adapted, and its limestone nature
allows large quantities of beans to be raised of a superior
quality. She has only once been troubled, to any great
extent, by weevil; and the farmer is certain to reap, if he
sow in season. Climatic changes have made our harvests
later than formerly, and there is danger from early frosts,
to those who allow the lessons of the past to go unheeded
by. Creameries could be established in the town, and a
cheese-factory, properly managed, secure a paying profit.
In the raising of blooded stock the town is far behind,
but the time will surely come when growers will awake to
the fact that "blood tells."
If the good people would throw aside the road machine,
and, like Sweden, adopt a stone-crusher, we would then rid
ourselves of the stones on the highways, and in the fields,
and in a few years have the best roads in the state. The
town is very backward in obeying the highway laws, and
only in rare instances are the sides kept mowed and free
from ragweed, mayweed, burdock and noxious weeds gen
erally. The present system of road-work is a sham, as
the Town of Clarendon demonstrates at every turn, or line
of the highway. In some places the corduroy of forty
years ago may be bumped over, and rocks strike the wheels
with a jar that only the blacksmith and wagon-maker fully
appreciate. The consumption of wood for fuel is decreasing yearly,
while the demand for coal from Albion, Holley and Byron,
is rapidly increasing; and ere long the Clarendon farmers
will enjoy the winter season in one atmosphere of anthra
cite heat. The daily use of salt pork is nearly gone, and
the butcher wagons from Clarendon, Byron, and Barre,

GENEEAL DESCEIPTION. 9
can be found now on every road ; and some of the younger
class will not eat swine's flesh. Sugar has taken the place
of molasses ; top carriages the place of buggies and lumber
wagons, and the rider is seldom seen on the highway ; and
to walk is considered a sure sign of poverty. If the old
settlers had left a certain number of the maples, or
other forest trees along the highway, when these were laid
oat, or had planted in an early day shade-trees, Clarendon
could have boasted of beautiful avenues from one border
to the other. But clearing away was the order of the day,
aud many of the old pioneers could only see the worth of
the forest, as it was converted into arable or pasture land.
In the woods back of Oliver Allis, on the Byron road,
may be found fine specimens of petrifaction — the limbs of
trees, made enduring by the stony hand of time; while
back of Peter Stehler's, on the Wyman road, can be picked
up large quantities of petrified plants resembling beads of
stone, with a hole in the center of each, where the pith
once lay.
When the Erie Canal was dug at Holley, about 1823,
the bones of a mastodon were found deeply imbedded in
the soil, near the old Salt Springs, and we are informed
that these remains were sent to the museum at Albany.
Occasionally arrow flints of rude workmanship have been
found, demonstrating that the Indian roamed through
Clarendon in an early day.
The prevailing winds are from the west and south
west, during the warm season, and from the west and north
west during the colder months. The trees mostly lean to
the eastward, and have less of foliage to the west, showing
the direction and effect of the wind. The potato-bug has
invaded the gardens and fields ; and this new enemy of the
husbandman requires a careful watching, brushing, and
destroying by Paris-green. Cabbages and cucumbers, that
formerly were free from insects, are now visited ; and this

10 HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.
year a silver worm has begun its ravages at the roots of corn.
Eoses and other flowering plants have now deadly enemies,
that pierce the leaves, and, unless destroyed, soon sap the
vigor and life of the blossom. The original caterpillar may
still be seen in the apple-trees, and occasionally a blight
takes place which kills the bud, which has not yet been
fully explained. In the meadows, the bumble-bee has
nearly become extinct ; and it is rarely that the mower is
seen swinging his hat, or the horses dashing away as if
some Tam 0' Shanter spirit were at their heels.
The introduction of the English sparrow has driven away
the oriole, with its sweet and happy trills; and in its stead
has come the golden robin, which has a mournful whistle.
Even the robin of our boyhood days has no love for the
chattering sparrow, and flies away to the woods to build
his home. If the individual who first introduced these
Johnny Bull nuisances had fallen overboard before he
brought them ashore at Brooklyn, the whole of the bird-
song world would have been greatly benefited; and we
hope that Clarendon will offer a premium, in order that
this public nuisance may be abated. Every year strange
birds pay us a short visit, perch among the shady trees,
charm us with their song and beauty, and then disappear as
quietly as they came.
The owl is seldom heard at present, and the abundance
of cats has sent this night-watcher to other regions.
Crows and hawks hold their own, and it is questionable
whether they steal more than they deserve, as part payment
for carrion consumed. Snakes are again beginning to mul
tiply, and have the audacity to invade even door-yards,
giving puss a fine opportunity to shake the twist out of
their bodies. The mink, muskrat, and beaver once inhab
ited Clarendon, but the Indian captured the latter, while
the cunning youth, with his steel-trap, is yearly decreasing
the former. The quail, snipe, and partridge hardly dare

GENEEAL DESCEIPTION. 11
to peep where man can listen, and so betake themselves
and little ones to the shades of old Tonawanda. The deep
rich bass of the bullfrog is seldom heard iu the morning,
and one must now retire to the swamp, in order that he
may be reminded of other days, when gentle sleep was
wooed by the music of the ponds, or the silent curtains
drawn by the echoes from tree-top.
Anciently the fly found his most dreaded foe in the
cruel and wary spider, but now the housewife has declared
war to the death upon this useful insect, and screens and
doors proclaim that this old familiar acquaintance must
go, at least from the sacred precincts of cottage and man
sion. Mosquitoes, away from Tonawanda, are hardly
known at present; and no longer the Clarendonite has rea
son to use strong language in the watches of the night.
Por all this we should thank the gentle breezes, and the
cool air of the evening, with the absence of low, stagnant
pools. Wild strawberries are now to be found in cultivated
fields, and along the highway; and the old boys will
remember that we were in the habit of taking our lassies
up to the Island, to gather these delicious fruits, not for
getting the sweets all around us. But Murphy has passed
over the Island, and the place that we once knew and
loved has now only a home in blessed memory. Bee-trees,
in our younger days, were quite common'; and how often
the axe of some sturdy chopper brought the mangled treas
ure in view. The advent of Moon & Hammond has changed
all this ; and their patent hives have made the bees con
tented and happy in their palace homes. Where now is
Moon ? Does the Wolverine State still hold his fearless
soul ? We well remember the honey day, when he first
came to Clarendon ; how we stared at him as he walked
boldly up, without mask or cover, and transferred the
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the lads to " come up and help themselves." " Don't pinch
them, and they will not hurt yon," he said, and we
marched up like soldiers, took our sweet rations, and retired
in the best of order, seldom receiving a wound. He was
the prince of bee men, and understood that his favorites
had reason, and more good sense than many men possess.
Good-by to the old straw hive; we have now other uses
for straw, than keeping it to hold honey and freeze bees in
zero weather.
In the march of improvement steam has taken the place
of horse-power ; and for this great change every farm-horse
should neigh approval, as it took them one week to fully
recover from one day's tugging at the "sweeps," where
some old, dusty brute of a driver kept pounding and lash
ing all teams but his own. Traction engines travel the
highways, and the horses can tread behind, rejoicing over
their introduction. Windmills are to be seen in different
portions of the town, and he is a foolish man who will
pump away his short life when Dame Nature only asks him
to go down into his wallet and give the " Tornado," or some
other machine, a chance to do the work. Tho day will
surely come when the farmer's products will be hauled to
market by some person or persons employing traction
engines for this purpose, and the jolly owner taking his
ease on a spring seat, while the ray of sunlight through
steam and coal hauls him to market.
As to area, the Town of Clarendon is six miles square,
containing 20,836 acres. The assessed valuation in 1887
was $917,674 of real property, and $78,290 of personal.
The school districts, and parts of districts, number fourteen.
In the assessment roll there is no regular division of arable
pasturage and woodland given, and, therefore, the historian
can only describe the country as it appears from actual and
patient observation.
The Town of Clarendon has one village, called Olaren-

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don, and originally known as Farwell's Mills, which we
shall describe in our next chapter. The population is com
posed chiefly of American-born citizens, with here and
there a native of the Emerald Isle, with a slight sprinkling
of English, Canadians and, occasionally, a colored individ
ual, to give variety. The last census gave a fraction over
1,800, and the writer, in traveling over all portions of the
town, is somewhat below this figure. Large families are,
at present, very rare, and the Yankees are averse to num
bers in the household, at present, as they have been taught
by experience that many mouths require much food, and
many bodies the more clothing and great expense. When
the country was new this increase of children was an ad
vantage in many respects, as each member, iu time, took a
turn at the wheel of labor, and helped the parents to move
over the highway of life. But style and fashion are tyrants,
and their laws are generally as irrevocable as the edicts
of the ancient Medes and Persians. The Clarendon women
do not love slavery ; and there is no escape from this, if the
mother is tied up yearly in the house by helpless infants.
And, as Clarendon goes, so goes the world ; which is per
fectly right and proper, seeing that we open wide the gates
to all Europe, and thereby take the bread away from our
own people, to feed the children of empires, kingdoms,
dukedoms and petty provinces.

HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.

CHAPTEE IL
FAEWELl's mills  CLAEENDON.
THE discovery of the present mill-site, now included in
what is known as the Village of Clarendon, was the
result of an accident. Isaac Farwell, brother of Judge
Eldredge Farwell, was, in 1810, living on the old Eidge
road, near Farnsworth Corners, in the Town of Murray,
which was taken from the Town of Gates in 1808. His
horse had strayed from home, and, in looking for the lost,
Eldredge Farwell followed its track along the borders of
Sandy Creek, to the south and west, through the then Town
of Sweden, and near the present home of William Stuckey,
westward, until he was stopped by the waterfall at the
point where the present mills are located.
Eldredge Farwell, the son of William and Bethel El
dredge Farwell, was born in Charlton, New Hampshire,
March 6, 1770. He married Polly Eichardson, daughter of
John Eichardson, at Fairfield, Franklin county, Vermont,
September 25, 1799, who died in October, 1821, at Claren
don. Eldredge Farwell had, in 1808, owned land on the^
Triangle, before his purchase in Clarendon, or Sweden, in
1811, on what was then known as the Connecticut, or
100,000 acre, tract. Milling privileges were considered
very valuable in the wilderness, as the settlers were ready
to take up land when the grain could be converted into
food for the support of their families, and this induced
Judge Farwell to contract for two lots, comprising about^
200 acres, and embracing the most of the territory on
which the present village of Clarendon now stands.

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Early in the month of March, 1811, Judge Eldredge
Farwell, with his wife and six children, Susanna, William,
Mary Ann, George W., Harry and Eldredge, made their
way through the woods, from the Ridge road, marking
the trees as they passed, and, at the point where the creek
crosses the highway, near William Stuckey's, floated their
goods as best they could across the swollen waters, and
camped for the night under a large beech-tree, where now
Orson Cook resides, on Brockport street. The whole
country was one vast wilderness, and the judge, as he was
afterward called, began the erection of his first log dwell
ing, where now the stone blacksmith-shop of Marvin Bra-
man gives forth its anvil music. The judge's house was
the first in town of which we have any knowledge ; and he
at once proceeded to build a saw-mill, which was finished
the same year, 1811, and, following this, a grist-mill,
which went into operation in 1814. From these enter
prises the settlement very soon became known as Farwell's
Mills, and even now retains its name in different portions
of the Union. The old saw-mill stood near the fall, at
the side of the hill, where the path leads below the fine
residence of William Wright, and the grist-mill this side,
where the old foundation walls may be seen even now.
Judge Farwell's log home was the central point for
strangers to stop, when first coming into this new country,
and one can readily imagine how cheerful its light must
have been to the stranger who was seeking shelter in the
wilds of Western New York, or halting on his foot-journey
to talk over the promised land and its future advantages.
Elisha Farwell, the first male child of Farwell's Mills,
was born, as Elisha says, October 1, 1814, in the log-house,
and, when he was grown up to be a lad, assisted his other
brothers, George W. and Eldredge, to carry the mail to
and from Byron Center, on horse-back, when the stages
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turnpike, which now leads out of Eochester by West Main
street. At times the mail would be left at Dr. Taggart's
west of Byron Center, and the route was opened only a
short time before the Erie Canal was dug, which was fin
ished in October, 1825. The road over which the mail
was carried was either by the Eock school-house, or to the
west, by the Morse, thus avoiding the swamps. Elisha,
with his mail-bag on a black horse, which his father pur
chased from David Sturges, was the first one to attempt
the passage of this logway, and being frightened, he dis
mounted and led the horse, but returned on his back.
Judge Farwell had a blacksmith-shop at the rear of his
log-house. In 1822 the judge moved out of the little one-story
frame tavern, where now Frank Tamblyn has his flouring
mill, into the residence which he bought from J. M. Ham
ilton, the tanner, and here the first regular post-office was
kept, the judge taking for his salary the proceeds of the
office, which must have paid him but little in purse, and
much in honor, as, at this time, the letters bore the address
of Farwell's Mills. The appointment of the judge took
place when the county was organized, in 1824, and he was,
also, the first justice, as well as the first supervisor, in the
town. In the old log-house, where pettifoggers loved to
abuse each other, the judge would sit, with brow austere,
and preserve as good order as those hickory days would
allow. It would really have pleased the orators of that
time, could they have been allowed good chairs on which to
rest, after they had wearied both court and client by their
mighty exertions, instead of sitting on benches that were
tougher than their cases.
The timber for the first grist-mill was cut in 1811, and
the price of one dollar a day given as wages, help being very
scarce, and the laborers few. In this mill Ambrose Fer
guson was the jolly miller that saw the "corn grinding

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small," during the year 1814, and he received twenty dollars
per month, which was extraordinary pay, when we consider
the scarcity of money. The first mill had two run of stone,
and one of them may be seen at present just where the
walk passes at the corner of the M. E. Church; and the
other, Alexander Miller and Wm. H. Cooper used for years
to set their tires on, at the old red shop, now owned by L.
A. Lambert. These stones were procured from the land
now held by Col. N. E. Darrow, and the large timbers were
hewn out of upland pine, by Orlin Spafford, that grew
seventy feet in height, on the colonel's property.
A second saw-mill also stood just below the present mill-
race, where the mooley saw went screaming and tearing
through the logs, while the water poured upon the over
shot wheel. This shanty mill was a favorite spot in our
boyhood days, when the saw was silent, and we loved to
run in and under the wheel, while the water was giving us
a bath. John Irish was one of the sawyers in this mill,
and his lantern could be seen winding up the hillside, or,
like some fire-bug, moving in and out in the pitchy dark
ness of the night. But the old boards and planking have
long since disappeared, the wheel has ceased its revolu
tions, the saw no longer plays, and the spot can hardly be
pointed out, only by the finger of careful memory.
The first blacksmith at the " Mills " was Henry Jones, in
1813, and he lived in a log-house, where now the stone res
idence of Peter Stehler stands, on the Wyman road. Just
below the residence of William Wright, nestled deeply in
the hill-side, is a bubbling spring, that sends its pure and
sparkling waters across the path that has been traveled by
many weary feet, that now rest by the way-side of life.
Pipes were laid by David Sturges and Joseph Sturges, to
carry the water from this spring into the house where the
author's mother was born in 1817, where now Marvin Bra-
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in the town. The privilege of using this water was consid
ered so great, that Ambrose Phillips, across the way, gave
twenty dollars to have the water conveyed into his home.
What of that spring now ? It ripples through the pepper
mint, hardly noticed, unless it be in the season of heavy
rains, and even then a six-inch pipe will discharge its
outflow. There was a tannery in the rear of Charles Elliott's
house, which was built by J. M. Hamilton, and in this
building corn was ground by horse-power, and the labor on
the leather was done by hand. In 1887, while Charles
Elliott was digging his present cellar, one of these vats
was opened, and a perfect hide brought to light, which
must have lain in the liquor for some fifty-five years, as
the tannery was not closed before 1832. Alanson Dudley
was a tanner and currier, and the chief one who had charge
of the mechanical part in the Hamilton Tannery, and he
owned lands on the south side of Brockport street, as far
to the east as the limits of Alphonso D. Cook's possessions,
and joining William D. Dudley to the south, where now
the Church estate controls.
When the saw-mill of 1811 had become so old that the
timbers were in danger, Ira Phillips rebuilt it in 1845, and
this remained until the erection of the new saw-mill upon
the present site in 1852, which was finished in 1853. John
S. Grinnell had bought out Major, the son of David Stur
ges, in the grist-mill, and at once contracted with D. F.
St. John to put up a new saw-mill, attaching this to the
present grist-mill. The large 34-foot overshot water-wheel
was St. John's workmanship, and the shingle-machine on
the second floor was put up by David Nicholson, of Lock-
port, in 1853. How often have we, with other lads, gazed
in admiration upon this machine, as the bolts moved upon
the sliding carriage endwise, and were soon cut into shin
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was the price paid for packing these shingles, and Charles
Sturges, of Chicago, can well remember how hard he
labored to put the bright silver in his purse.
On the first floor of this new saw-mill was a buzz-saw
for cutting lath, which the younger lads packed, at five
cents a bunch, in a wooden frame, and theu tied with tar
strings, one hundred lath. In this buzz-saw Sim. Whipple
caught his flngers, which Dr. Dutton amputated in good
style; Whipple all the time screaming as if being mur
dered. What a place for logs this saw-mill has been! The
farmers, when the first snow comes, betake themselves to
Tonawanda, and there, in the depths of cedar, pine, hem-
look, tamarack, ash and soft maple, work like beavers in
getting out the logs, and then hauling them for miles to
be cut into lumber. In former days, the mulley saw in an
upright frame did the work, and gangs of men had their
tricks by day and night, of twelve hours each. James Dal-
ton we well remember as one of the chief sawyers ; aud to
us it seemed very wonderful that he could pick up a chip,
or piece of bark, from the saw-dust, and at once tell us
from what kind of tree it came. To look back through
memory's glass, and behold the workers in this mill, is a
pleasing thought. There stands the boss sawyer, as the
log is rolled onto the carriage, fastening in the dogs, then
stepping back, with his foot and hand letting on the water,
and sending the log to meet the shining teeth of the noisy
saw. Zee ! how the bark flies, and the saw-dust fills the air,
covering the sawyer, so that for the moment he is lost to
view, and as the old woman said, " one cannot hear himself
think." Gather up the saw-dust and tell me how many
thousand logs were here cut in pieces before Miller & Pet
tingill introduced the circular saw in 1880.
The author, when only a " gamin," was hotly pursuing
two other lads, who were bound to leave him in the dim
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mill, while he, as a cut-off, ran barefooted around the old
stone shop, where the farmers were in the habit of draw
ing away their lumber, when sawed. Near by the creek,
his cross eye discovered a large pocket-book, wide open,
with papers scattered about. In a moment these were
gathered up, and the wallet was found to contain a number
of bills, which the wind had left undisturbed. Good-by,
then, to the mill and the boys, while the toes of the author
were headed for the stone store, where the anxious face of
the father, as usual, met us at the counter. When the bills
were counted, the heavy sum of fifty dollars was the total
amount — the notes calling for different payments. After
two or three days of very earnest inquiry, the father handed
the finder three ten-cent pieces, as the reward of honesty
and boy luck. The owner who left this magnificent
bounty has loug since laid down the lumber of this life,
and we sincerely hope that dirnes have no weight with him
on the other side.
All over this mighty land are scattered old boys who
once loved to stop in front of some pine log, and with a
stick scrape away the pitch which oozed therefrom, and
after boiling take it to school for the sweet peach-blossom
girls to roll between their cherry lips. Ah, me ! It was
this gummy habit which brought one teacher to say, "I
Avill give you five minutes to make up your mind whether
you will take a ferruling, or leave school ! " The beautiful
girl changed as marble and crimson, walked sadly back to
her desk, packed her books, and then, with tears on her
heart and in her eyes, closed the school door for the last
time. In a short period she passed away to that land of
loving words, where the teachers have no unkind thoughts,
or harsh expressions that wound the soul. All of the
scholars will rejoice to meet you, Rosalind, in that happy
school " over there ! "
In 1838, in the spring, Seth Knowles, the son of Seth

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Knowles, Sr., who lived on the Hulberton road, entered
into a contract with Eldredge Farwell and Remnick Knowles
to lay the stone walls of the present grist-mill. He em
ployed as masons Jerry Ward, Levi Woodbury, Lawrence
Bovee, of Clarkson, William Knowles and Levi Davis. The
material was quarried out in an abandoned quarry, which
may now be seen just back of Miller & Pettingill's evapo
rator, and was of a deep gray, having somewhat the
appearance of the stone in the Buffalo City Buildings.
The hydraulic cement was taken from the hills, burnt, and
then ground in the old Farwell grist-mill. The contract
for furnishing this mill was given to Ezra R. Benton, of
Cleveland, Ohio; and he employed, as his chief millwright,
Aruna St. John, father of D. F. St, John, who also assisted
his father in the work, and placed the present large wheels
in position. Martin Dewey, Horace Dewey and Abel Davis,
were the assistant millwrights; and Cook was the carpen
ter from Rochester. All the castings, and two of the mill
stones, of French burr, came from Ohio City, now em
braced in the limits of Cleveland. The timber was mostly
elm, with oak girders from Clarendon. The shingles were
of hemlock, shaved, and these were undisturbed from 1838
until 1868, when D. F. St. John re-covered the old ronf.
The cost of this mill was about $4,000 ; a very good outlay
for Clarendon. Kirby, Knickerbocker, Hickman, Kellogg,
Vallance, Dunning, Riggs, D. N. Pettingill, and Tamblyn,
were some of the former millers.
In 1873, the grist-mill and saw-mill passed into the
hands of Ogden S. Miller and Walter T. Pettingill, who
are at present the owners of the saw-mill, the grist-mill
having been sold to Charles Eiggs in 1886, who introduced
rollers, the first in town, in 1887 ; and this now furnishes the
finest of flour, not only for the home market, but also for
towns surrounding.
In 1857, Copeland, Pettingill and Martin contracted

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with Mack, of Lockport, to place a forty-horse-power
engine and boiler in the basement of the present grist
mill, for the purpose of running both mills when there
was not a sufficient supply of water, which was yearly
diminishing. Until 1878 this engine remained where
Mack placed it, performing its labors in beautiful perfec
tion, when Miller & Pettingill erected an engine-house to
the eastward, and in that year replaced the old Woodbury
boiler with a new one, the original engine doing its work
as handsomely as ever, with the labor of the grist-mill,
saw-mill, evaporator and planing-mill combined. Above
the saw-mill stands a large building, which Miller &
Pettingill built for the purpose of drying and evaporating
apples by the sulphur and steam process. This new indus
try some years turns out nearly two hundred tons of fruit,
and gives employment to a large force of men and women.
Below the mills may be seen the vinegar house, which has
all the modern appliances for converting cider into vinegar.
The cider- vinegar evaporating business of Miller & Pettin
gill, which employs over eighty men and women, is only
surpassed by a few in the state, and the purchase of apples
for evaporation amounts, on certain days, to one thousand
dollars, the teams coming from all the different roads to
empty their apples into the hands of these buyers. This
firm has extended their business to Holley, where immense
cider and vinegar houses may be seen, illustrating what
Clarendon boys can do when they have a chance to show
their hands.
No other two residents have, at any time in her history,
done so much to bring money into the town and give
employment to labor during the most of the year. At
one time this firm bought two hundred acres of Tona
wanda at very low figures, while others considered it
unprofitable, and the result has been good lumber yards
on the Byron road and ready sales for the supply.

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The first regular store at the " Mills " was kept by Denman
Brainerd, in the building which is now occupied as a
dwelling by N. H. Darrow, on the corner of Byron and
Brockport streets. In 1821 came in Hiram Frisbie &
Pierpoint in the same place, and in 1829 David Sturges
took this stand, in what was known as the old red
store, which he occupied until he built the stone establish
ment in 1836, at the junction of Main, Holley and Albion
streets. Benjamin Copeland, who died in Clarendon, at the age
of 87, was once a member of the Legislature of Michigan,
and also a merchant at Webster's Mills, in Kendall, and
at one time a partner with David Sturges in this store.
He was the most perfect conversationalist that Clarendon
has known; a graduate, in 1814, of Brown University,
Providence, E. I. , and a private tutor at Natchez, Missis
sippi, where the great ornithologist, Audubon, formed his
acquaintance, and retouched his own portrait, which is at
present in his widow's possession at Washington. Uncle
Benjamin, as we loved to call him, was a very good story
teller, and we were always ready to listen when he began
his tales. Once upon a time, when returning from the
sunny South, ih company with gentlemen, riding through
the wilderness to Washington and other points north, he
was made the steward as to eatables and drinkables. It
was his habit to push ahead on his steed and inform the
log landlords that meals must be prepared for his friends
in the rear. Eiding up to a log inn, about eleven A. M.,
he informed mine host that he must prepare to feed at
dinner a number of guests who were very hungry, having
passed many a weary mile since breakfast. " But I am
all eat out," said the landlord. " You must provide some
thing," replied Copeland. " I have nothing in the house
but a dead panther," came from the host's lips. " Well,
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my stomach is too delicate to digest panther !" By the
time the party had arrived the panther was on the spit
over the fire-place in the kitchen, and Uncle Benjamin
escorted the anxious travelers into a rude sitting-room.
They could snuff the fine flavor of the broiling meat, and
from the very depths of their stomachs wished to know
what delicious flesh he was preparing for their dinner.
" 0, wait and see ! " was the happy reply; and in due time
these voracious guests sat down to dine, and filled their
hunger-casks with heavy supplies of what they considered
to be roast pork of the finest quality. The steward ex
cused himself from eating, pleading a headache, which was
very natural. After promising to tell his friends of what
they had so royally partaken, he waited until the panther
had lost itself in the system, and then, with a sly twinkle
from his black eyes, murmured " Panther I " About one
dozen mouths vainly attempted to heave from below all
that they had eaten, but Dame Nature had been too speedy
in her labors, and they went their way, realizing one fact,
that the mind very often considers ignorance as bliss.
David Sturges, the proprietor of the old red store from
1839 until 1836, and then in the stone store which he
built, until his death, in September, 1843, was, in his day,
the prince merchant of Clarendon. He owned land in
different portions of the town, had his fine chaise, that, in
1840, cost $250.00 in New York, and drove a spanking
team, the best around ; a self-made man, who, had he lived,
would have been one of the millionaires of the country..
His first frame-house, where Marvin Braman now resides,
was built about 1816, and must have been a genuine sur
prise to the old log dwellings at the "Mills." In 1830,
he had a brick house near the site of the present brick
home of Martha and Sarepta Evarts, on Brockport street,
which he built, where he passed away, at the age of 53,
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Coates, of Batavia, performed this operation, when only
whisky could be given as an anesthetic, but he stood it
like a Nelson, although one person fainted away at the
sight. The fine maple trees, that waved so proudly before
his last home, he placed in the soil, and the large orchards
are the result of his labors. The stone store at the head
of Main street, which David Sturges lifted into the air in
1836, was one of the best to be found in any country town
of that day. It was modeled somewhat after the Hulberton
of 1834, but is superior in finish and beauty, and still
opens wide its doors to business, while the other stands
lonely and deserted, with holes in the windows, a mournful
relic of the enterprise of Epineta and Hercules Eeed, who
long ago passed to their reward. And thus it is, that one
generation falls asleep, even by the monuments of other
days! For a short time Elizur Piatt sold goods where now
David Wetherbee's shoe-shop meets the eye; but David
Sturges purchased the stock, and this closed Piatt's mer
cantile life in Clarendon. In the old red store Perley Ains
worth attended to the wants of customers in the tin line,
and all that was left of the stock was transferred by David
Sturges in 1836. Zina Sturges controlled a small grocery,
where one could purchase articles in his line of trade.
About 1835 Eldredge Farwell, Jr., opened a new store in
the building now occupied as a dwelling by D. E. Bartlett,
on Holley street, which was too near Sturges' store for com
fort or convenience. This was soon swallowed up by
Sturges, and his son-in-law, George M. Copeland, stepped
inside and took the management, in 1842, until the follow
ing year, on the sickness of Sturges, this store was closed,
the goods changed, and from that day until the present,
with a short interregnum, George M. Copeland, the father
of the author, has been in business. He first began his
clerkship under David Sturges, in 1830, at the age of fifteen,
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and has, in all probability, traveled more miles around
counters than any man of his age in the whole country.
A careful computation of the hours which he has spent,
from 1830 up to 1888, would make about twenty-nine years
of solid application to business, in days of twenty-four
hours each. As the sailor says, he is always on deck, about
fourteen hours each day. While other merchants have
gone down in the great maelstrom of bankruptcy and fail
ure, he still swings his flag to the breezes of trade, at the
hearty age of seventy- three, and bids fair to outweather the
gales of adversity, until death anchors him peacefully in
the harbor where no longer customers anjd bills will demand
his time and daily care.
Julius H. Eoyce, of Albion, who lost his life while at
tempting to cross the railroad track, at Main street, in
Albion, the present year, was at one time a harness-maker
in Clarendon, but rose from a stitcher to be a block-owner,
before passing away.
Before the erection of Sturges' store a finger-board
pointed the way to Albion, Holley and Byron, giving the
distances, and it would be well if the same rule had opera
tion now.
Daniel G. Lewis had a shoe-shop, at first, above Sturges'
store, and when Col. Shubel Lewis first looked up and saw
the sign he exclaimed, " D. G. Lewis — D — d good, Lewis!"
which was quite appropriate, and reminds us of that old,
familiar piece, " G. F. M. — Good, fat mutton." Afterward
Lewis built him a small red shop, just on the side of the
hill, below the home of Warren Millard, on Preston street,
where he lasted for some time, and pegged the hours away.
This old shop was still standing in our day, and we have
listened to many a yarn from the bench of Crispin Brown.
The first tailor, of which we have any mention, was one
Evarts, but where he handled- the goose, or cut his cloth to
measure, we are unable to state. Joseph A. Bi^an, for

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years, was above Sturges' store, cutting and fitting, and his
clothes were always made to order. He has since moved
into Holley, and, at a ripe old age, can enjoy the fruits of his
life, and, with a happy smile, sail down the stream of life.
We can, in our mind's eye, see Mansfield moving along,
with his crutches, to and from his tailor-shop. In the
early days he was a stiff Universalist, and believed that the
good and bad would occupy the same station in the world
to come. His son, Ernest, would run into the shop, and
then run out again, well loaded with Ballou ideas, which
the father had pressed into his soul's woof. Over the fence
we would have the argument, hot and heavy, until both
were ready to fight or die, over the doctrine of eternal pun
ishment. Albion cured Mansfield of such folly, and he
has now swung, like a pendulum, over to the Hard-shell
Baptists, who hope to commune, in another world, as they
have in this, by themselves.
The dapper, dandy tailor was Moses Hoffman. His shop
was above the Copeland store, where he loved, at times, to
have the boys come, and then get them by the ears over his
yarns. We well remember one of those tales, in which
more than one was interested, and how Moses laughed at
our soberness. He had two sons, Moses and Elias, in no
wise related to the original, only through Adam, as we are
informed, and believe to be true. His wife, Almira, worked
at our old home for nine years, and was one that we all
loved from babyhood. How many hours she spent over the
old cradle in our house, the good Lord only knows; but
this we do feel, that in heaven there will be some to meet
her, and give her the perfect kiss of affection.
Judge Eldredge Farwell and Eobert Owen called the
people of the " Mills " together, to establish a public library,
and the judge was the first librarian. This was the nucleus
around which gathered volume after volume until, in 1855,
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schools, many of them purchased by George M. Copeland,
in 1846, and every page worthy the attention of all lovers
of good literature. Where are these volumes in 1888 ?
One look into any school will demonstrate that they have
passed away, never again to be seen or read by the scholars
of the present day. The age has turned upon its heel, and
the " light, fantastic toe " has trodden the pages under its
heedless foot.
The old residents will remember the distillery, which was
set in operation by Joseph Sturges, in 1815, and who left
this world in 1829, aged thirty-nine. Sturges sent his
teams below the last home of George S. Salisbury, on the
Holley road, and drew his butternut timber down by the
mills, near the creek, and there the corn-juice flowed until
1830. This was a noted still, the country round, aud the
extract of corn was sold at two shillings per gallon, war
ranted not to kill, or give the "jim-jams," unless the
drinker made a hog of himself. If the old wooden bottles
could come back once more, or the little brown jUgs of the
home and the harvest-field, what a tale they would relate
of their " taking-off !" There was a large storehouse near
the still, in which the grain was housed for the manufac
ture of this beverage. Uncle Joe, in overlooking the state
of his grain, made a false step, and, like a bear, rolled down
the first landing, from the upper story, and then, quite
gently, bumped his head and body, until he reached the
ground floor. Picking himself from the boards, he took
one glance upward, and said, " I guess I get along some, by
G — d ! " He was an eccentric character, but his heart and
purse were ever open to his friends ; and, according to
Horace Peck, he offered his brother Luther, the noted
lawyer, of Nunda, $500 at one time, when he was studying
law at Pike, in Allegany county, of this state, after Sturges
had traveled from Clarendon for this purpose.
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the land now owned by G. Henry Copeland, partner of
George M. Copeland, on Holley street, and, nearly op
posite, Erastus Cone had one of the same character, near
the spring which formerly supplied the water for the
trough on the Church property. Below the creek to the
south, on Byron street, stood the old Sturges ashery,
which was afterwards used by tenants and mechanics.
Here D. F. St. John had a shop where he made coffins,
all the way from $3.00 up to $10.00. When David Sturges
was buried, his coffin cost $35.00, which was consid
ered very expensive for 1843. It was of mahogany, and
lined with silk velvet, the most beautiful coffin that the
Clarendon living had seen. In a later period T. G. McAl
lister kept a supply of these cheap burial-cases on hand,
until Holley came to the front, and then the uncalled-for
were, we were told, stowed away in the big barn on Wood
ruff avenue. We have no doubt but that the Clarendon
bodies rested as peacefully in the pine coffins, as they do
now in rosewood, walnut, and broadcloth.
David Harris had a smithy in a shanty, just in front of
the plastered house occupied by George 6. Lawrence, which
he built in 1833. This shop was the principal one, until
the Miller stone shop, now owned by Marvin Braman.
Below this shop, where now William H. Cooper has his barns,
was a noted furnace, sanded by Martin Coy, and for years
in the possession of Alexander Miller, by whom the red
furnace was shingled, and the molds put into use. Miller
carried on an extensive business in the red shop, in the
making of castings and the manufacture of carriages ; but
time has closed all this, and the shop is seldom used. The
town has had some noted blacksnjiths in the past, among
whom we might mention Sol. Woodward, who now lives in
Illinois, William H. Cooper, who has retired from business.
Lower, Harris, and Stevens.
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watched the smith as he blew the bellows, hardened the
steel, pounded out his nails, held on to some vicious brute,
or listened to the wonderful stories which these children
of soot and dust are able to tell ! At present Clarendon
can only boast of two that swing the sledge, and shoe the
unruly steed : Marvin Braman in the old stone shop on
Main street, and Patrick McKeon on Brockport street.
Long may they both live, and retire with handsome for
tunes, that will enable them to take things by the smooth
handle, without kicking, pounding, or sweating in the
journey of life.
In the old red store, after a number of years, Ephraim
McAllister, or "Mac," as he was often called, opened a
shop for the making and repair of wagons. All around
could be seen hubs, felloes, spokes, and many other articles
too numerous to mention ; while overhead was timber,
which had been seasoning for many a year, waiting for
customers. One Mills had a wagon and paint-shop in that
portion of T. G. McAllister's house now occupied by Jay
Northway as a dwelling. In 1855 Charles Elliott was in
the old red shop, making bob-sleighs, wagons and wood
work generally, and may be found to-day busily using his
tools in his shop near the creek, on Byron street. The
wear and tear upon wagons has been so very great on Clar
endon roads, that constant mending and making has been
the order ofthe day since its history began,.
In 1831 Philip Preston entered Clarendon, and his old
home is now the residence of his grandson, George P. Pres
ton. Not far from the house Philip had a turning-lathe,
where cucumber-bowls and all other implements were
turned out, as the demand required. He was a very good
workman, and ever ready to give information to any
inquisitive lad who was anxious to know the mysteries of
his skill.
Hamilton, the tanner, had a shoe-shop in the old yellow

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house on Brockport street, which must have been in opera
tion in 1831, as this residence became the property of Judge
Farwell in 1832. For many years Dutcher cobbled, cut
and made boots and shoes in what is now known as the
Elliott building on Byron street.
In 1831 the only two buildings on Judge Farwell's prop
erty, from Main street east, were the present house of Hor
ace Coy, and the big barn, the timbers of which were
scored in 1818, making this perhaps as old, if not older,
than any other in town ; and both the house and barn are
good illustrations of the judge's character and ability to
stand the storms of life.
Mrs. D. F. St. John informs us that there were no
painted buildings in Clarendon in 1832, save the red store
of David Sturges. Hamilton built the house which holds
William H. Cooper, and, where Charles Elliott slumbers,
this formerly had its gable to Byron street, but was
turned into its present position many years later. John
Farwell raised the rafters of the old Luke Turner house,
where Corydon Northway and his happy wife can look
out upon Holley street, enjoying the comforts of every-day
life. In 1839 there was no frame building north of David
Harris's smithy, on Main street, until Jonathan Howard's
house was reached, where at the same time was residing
Alvin Hood, who was studying medicine with the doctor.
In this home Amasa Patterson has gone in and out for
many years, and the author regrets that he had not inter
viewed Mrs. Patterson before she left this beautiful world
for one more beautiful. At this time Oliver Phelps had a
fulling and carding-mill near the bridge, beyond the old
dam. The quaint dwelling in which Warren Millard fig
ures up how many rods of wall he lays yearly, was shingled
by Bradley Williams in 1835, and under the same roof,
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work on the Sturges store was done by Wood and Ira B.
Keeler, and the stone-work by William Knowles and
others. In 1831 Judge Farwell inclosed his stately mansion,
where now Horace Coy and family open wide the doors to
receive their friends. This was considered the grandest
dwelling in all the town at this time, and for years Job
Potter, the father of Job L. and Albert Potter, reposed his
well-fed body in its airy rooms. The architecture of that
day was heavy and massive, and the timbers of cyclonic
strength. The only way to tear down one of these old
mansions, is to place a little nitro-glycerine under the four
corners, and await the result; as all time taken by any
slower process, save burning, is only a waste of labor,
money and opportunity.
Elisha, the son of Judge Farwell, who has the best gar
den in Clarendon, on Albion street, has a table in his pos
session which his mother used in the old log-house of 1811.
She was a noble woman, and died in 1821, the same year
that the town was organized, and along with J. M. Hamil
ton's daughter, were the first burials. The old ashery,
owned by David Sturges, was a very handy place for the
good people to sell their wood-ashes; and the storehouse
for grain was ever ready to take in all the products which
the farmers raised. These were great advantages, as cash
was very scarce, and some families only had ash money
from one year's end to the other.
The barn of Hamilton was drawn up to where Gordon
St. John smiles upon his family, and in whose front room
the noted Dr. Southworth passed away. Formerly Simeon
Howard listened very early to hear the chanticleer, when
the barn was changed into a dwelling. In 1832, the
upright portion of John Church's house, on Holley street,
was raised, and here died Darwin, the first son, at seven
years of age. The beautiful elm that stands just by the

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large gate of this homestead was a sapling at this day, and
was only allowed to grow at the request of Mrs. Church.
The large willows to the north were taken by Albert M.
Church, in 1848, from the old Luke Turner place, when
John's. Gunnell, with his flne family, had residence here.
The assessment roll of 1821 locates Enos Dodge on the
Church estate, and his eyes knew it when every acre had
heavy timber.
Amanda Annis, widow of George S. Salisbury, remem
bers of attending her first funeral in David Sturges' frame
house, in 1830. Where the barn of Edward Nay now
stands on Phillips street, Eodgers had the frame of a house
some time in the thirty's. The only house in the village
on Albion street, in '35, was Benjamin Pettingill's, where
the noted Spencer Coleman figured up mortgages, and
attempted to beat Clarendon out of taxes, but has finally
left and moved away to Brockport, where the assessors
have a keen eye upon his transactions. The old stone
store, which was burnt up in 1885, when kept by N. H.
Darrow as hardware and tin, had regular merchants in the
persons of Sherwood, T. E. G. and D. N. Pettingill,
William Lewis and others, from 1845 to 1856, where David
Wetherbee and John Westcott had a shoe store until
1863, when Henry Warren converted it into a tin-shop,
followed by William H. Westcott as hardware merchant
up to N. H. Darrow's occupancy.
The first regular dressmaker in Clarendon village was
Martha Stuckey in 1 864, Mary Weed in 1875, and Jennie
Hughes in 1877, who may still be found at all business
hours, willing to wait on her customers who have built
up for her a good trade, above Copeland's store at the
head of Main street.
In the days of the past the good women of Clarendon
had their dresses fitted by some neighbor, as simplicity
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front and laid down its iron finger. Now Clarendon
imitates the great cities, and her fashion plates are fresh
importations. The boys get their fancy suits away from
home, while the girls buy the material in Buffalo, Eochester
or some other center of trade, and graciously allow the
home merchant to furnish the minor trimmings and keep
up the calico and gingham trade. Mrs. William Westcott,
now of Holley, at one time had the trimmings for bonnets
in Clarendon, and in 1866 Thirza Stuckey (Mrs. Joseph
Turner) opened up a full line of millinery goods, and her
trade is so great that the ladies hardly allow her to have
Sunday, so anxious are they to appear at church in spring,
summer, fall and winter hats. We can well remember
hitching up old Jack and taking our mother, who was the
daughter of David Sturges and the wife of George M.
Copeland, the head merchant of town, to Brockport, when
she would take out of the buggy, some twenty years old, a
band-box, in which was a plain straw bonnet, which Miss
Gibbs would fix over by the addition of a few ribbons.
Ah-! mother, you passed away before the day of show and
style reached the town in which you was born, aud you
were fortunate !
When Frank Wilson entered Clarendon he began to
butcher, not only for the village, but the farmers, and
women looked out in astonishment upon a cart that
brought meat to their very doors. Pork, cod-fish, salt-
fish and a quarter of beef, perhaps, in the winter, made up
the meat bill of the old families generally ; but the Preston
Brothers run out carts from their stand on Main street
every day, except Sunday, and support their households in
the best of order and convenience.
If Judge Farwell had been told that a barber-shop
would have been supported in his Clarendon he would
have stropped his razor and put on a very wondering look.
Alvah Sturges has been here in that capacity, and to-day

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Gordon St. John occupies a building where once doctors
made people howl, and he shaves them as comfortably as in
Buffalo or Rochester. Note the change ! An old bench
and broken looking-glass, or the clock's face, with a
wooden or iron bowl for water, and a razor, one of Wades
& Butcher's, with the children, a dozen or more, very close
by, and the shaver wondering whether he will cut his
throat before he finishes the job! Now, a barber's chair,
where you can drop back, and for ten cents take life easy,
while Gordon moves over the face, and then pomades and
perfumes the sitter in the latest mode.
Who would have told Judge Farwell or Dor Kellogg of
roller flour? Hungary has brought her lessons to Clar
endon, and Minneapolis echoes the music of her mills in
the stone grist-mill on Farwell street, that Eldridge Far-
well and Eemnick Knowles were so proud in building,
where only the burr stones made melody in time with
the plashing of the wheels below. Good-by to the ruins
of the old tavern ! Tamblyn has brought life and activity
once more on the corner, and Main street can have the
farmer, with products, where the stranger and the citizen
met to discuss the issues that were as black as accursed
slavery. Rising above the hill, to the north of Albion street, is a
puff of smoke that moves as the wind may take it. Out
of the Murphy lime-kiln it comes, the fire-bricks at first
placed there by Ira Phillips before the rebellion. Who
can tell the tons of lime-rock this open-mouthed furnace
has taken in since that day ? Who figure up the cords
of wood it has yearly consumed ? And still the burning
goes on, increasing as building and population, and shortly
another kiln will be needed.
James Winn, one of Clarendon's carpenters, built for his
home the house on the corner of Albion and Hulberton
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a fine view of the crowds that attend the camp when the
season opens. On the opposite corner, S. Herbert Cope
land has greatly improved the premises, and he resides in
the identical dwelling that Abner Hopkins built, and
which was the first frame house on Barre road and one of
the oldest in town. This house was moved to its present
location by Merritt Blighton. For many years Henry 0.
Martin, now of Oakfield, went back and forth from the
residence now held by George Turner, on the corner of
Phillips and Albion streets, to converse with his customers,
iu the old Sturges store, where, for twenty years, he was
partner with George M. Copeland. The solid stone house
just beyond was the homestead of Ira Phillips (and now the
residence of Mrs. Culver), from which the street derives its
name. A blacksmith's shop once stood where now John
Boots prepares his wagons for the United States mail
service, and one Patterson was the son of Vulcan. Old
Captain Stephen Martin had his earthly home at the last
where T. E. G. Pettingill set out the beautiful maples
over thirty years ago, and where now the ladies can find
Thirza at the front door ready to make their counte
nances smile and their heads to bloom with adornment.
The beautiful view which Lyman Preston has from his
home on Preston street, was once enjoyed by Alexander
Miller, who also built the fine residence of Cyrus Foster,
at the union of Farwell and Preston streets. Eldredge
Farwell, with his beautiful wife and happy family, in our
boyhood days, lived where David N. Pettingill and his
estimable lady passed into the spirit-land. Many are the
pleasant hours we have spent in this house, .when life
was one "ring around the rosy," and the hours were as
sweet as the flowers of May. The old Mill house is once
more in the hands of Charles Eiggs, but where is George,
who loved to load the cannon with us, until one fine day
it burst and came very near tearing our bodies asunder ?

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Stephen Church still holds his own, the first boy born
outside of the village, but his hair has silvered for many
a year, and his home on Byron street, at the foot of Far-
well street, has the same familiar look that it has worn
in the years gone by.
Aurin Glidden has greatly improved his place by the
setting out of small fruit, such as quinces and berries of
different varieties, and if the old residents of Clarendon
were once more to return they would not know the spot.
Across the way Isaac H. Kelly touches the hill-side, and is
well sheltered from the blasts that sweep into the valley
below. A little to the northward is Dell Mower, who now
receives the comforts of life where Lyman Preston, one
•of the old house-painters, bade the world good-by and
laid down life's brush forever. David P. Wilcox sojourns
in the dwelling once occupied by Drs. Keith and Watson ;
but the place has changed since that day. The Orson
Millard property now calls Osee Crittenden in to eat and
slumber, and as his neighbor, G. Henry • Copeland, the
merchant, now rules where Morris Dewey had his last sick
ness. He has greatly benefited this place by his coming,
and made it not only to increase in beauty of appearance,
but also in actual worth, Levant Jenkins has left his
former quarters over the way on Holley street, to try the
air of Nebraska, and will again return when the hay fever
has left his system.
In the old cobble-stone and plaster house of Joseph A.
Bryan, on Albion street, just at the entrance to the lime
kiln. Dr. Dutton for many years looked at the sick or
prepared to visit his patients. Now Michael Murphy can
use this for his lime-burners, and Wright hook up his mules
in the barn at the rear. Down on Woodruff avenue David
Mower is continually improving his property, and just
beyond Nicholas Lee has his quiet home, where the bolts
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he is bound to hammer his way through life. There, on
the opposite side, is the jolly Mansfield, as full of fun as
an egg is of meat, and never allowing rivers of tears to
flood his passage over the highway of life. John Gillis,
with his hammer and trowel, may be seen daily moving
to his labors on Woodruff avenue, while Edgar Gillis is
just as willing, on Hulberton street, to sell his different
compounds as to handle the mortar, or run the restaurant
during the camp in the best of shape. Year after year
David Wetherbee has lived on Preston street, and day after
day has he pegged away upon his bench, and still swings
out the sign at the corner of Main and Preston streets.
He is one of the old stand-bys in the trade, and the town
will miss him when he lays down the thread of life.
Kirk Blanchard has a delightful home on Brockport
street, and his grounds are elegant The fast horses daily
swing around the Wright dwelling, or pause for the moment
to take breath, in front of Joe Hess's, the prohibition
orator, before they come in on the home-stretch. On Al
bion street may be seen the modest residence of Col. May,
where Eli runs out his engine and separator, and near,
where we once drove the cow a-field, Charles May reposes,
after he has left the vinegar business of Miller & Pettengill
behind for the night. Hard-by the magnificent Sturges
elm is the pleasant abode of Clark Emery, who is as good-
natured in the morning as in the evening, and who serves
papers for the courts with a gracious air. Beyond is George
Sturges, who belongs to Clarendon soil, and is of a good,
old stock, as the records show, while D. F. St. John and
Daniel Griggs have fine residences beyond.
The changes have been so many in what is known as the
Lower Store that we can hardly enumerate them. Selah
North, Warren Clark, George Warren, Mortimer D. Smith,
Aaron Albert, Joseph Turner, Amasa Patterson, George
Mathes, and, at present, H. Cole. The first store-wagon on

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the road was started by George Mathes, and the town is
now overrun with these peddlers, who would do the country
better service by staying behind the counter and allowing
their customers to come to town to trade.
The canning factory now in operation, by Kirk Blan
chard, on Brockport street, promises to be a great success,
with a pay-roll of thirty, and we argue for it a prosperous
business, increasing yearly. The two finest houses in town
are on Brockport street, and were erected by Ogden S. Mil
ler and Walter T. Pettengill, and the former is now occu
pied by George Mathes.
In the old books in merry England we find the name of
"Inn," and, in later times, "Tavern;" and at this day,
and, in fact, since 1836, Clarendon has had one stopping-
place for travelers, called, as now, " Hotel." Judge Par-
well's log-house was a large structure, and so arranged that
strangers could find a place to rest, which is really one of
the chief wants of this life. Shenstone, the poet, must
have felt this when he wrote :
" Whoe'er has traveled life's dull round,
Where'er his stages may have been,
Must sigh to think he often found
His warmest welcome at an inn."
Hamilton's house accommodated some of his friends, but
Judge Farwell was the foundation upon which Frisbie &
Pierepoint opened the first regular tavern, which was a
small, one-story frame building, and just back of Tamblyn's
flour store. After, a proprietor by the name of Banning,
who, as near as we ascertain, was here, followed by Farley,
Bowdwitch and Hazard, and theu Valentine and Orson
Tously, up to about 1837, when Elizur Piatt opened up a
new hotel in what is the Clarendon Hotel to-day. The
sign-post for the old tavern was over Main street, to the
east, and the watering- trough stood near-by. In due time
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the narrow way around the stone shop, north about thirty-
two feet, with a verandah above and below, having two
stories, with a bar-room on the north, and a sitting-room
to the south. Afterward a large addition was made; the
old ball-room was cut into sleeping apartments, and the
tripping ofthe "light, fantastic toe" was in the new part.
The barns of the old tavern ran to the north, as far as the
present south line of George B. Lawrence, with a shed
reaching toward the kitchen, which was on the west end
of the tavern. Targee & Palmer occupied this house only
a few months after these changes, when, one pleasant morn
ing in May, 1849, the flames very soon enveloped this old
hostelry, and left its nails and other incombustible material
to remain in the cellar, for inquisitive lads to look over in
their search for pennies, or some fancied hidden treasure.
When this burnt down the author was only five years of
age, and he well remembers the awful impression this first
fire had upon his mind, and the running to and fro of the
nervous citizens, who could only carry pails of water to
put out flames that had, we understand, a good insurance
to remain after the smoke had passed away. And these
old, scorched walls and charred timbers laid as they had
stood and fallen, until they were removed, and the plow
made furrows for long years over its deserted site, until the
new flouring-mill arose to fill up the abandoned spot.
The present building, known as the " Clarendon Hotel,"
was partially built by Ezekiel Hoag, in 1832, and for many
years was occupied as a dwelling-house, harness-shop and
grocery, when Elizur Piatt put his son, Lawrence, inside,
and installed him as the proprietor. The large ball-room
was added by Dr. Wm. H. Watson, now of New York City,
in 1859, and the opening dance had tickets that asked of
each couple three dollars, with a supper at midnight. From
1837 the old tavern had, as landlords, Elizur Piatt, to 1840;
Philip Angevine, to 1843; George W. Peck, to 1849; and

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Targee & Palmer, from January up to May, when it was
no more.
In 1839 Marvin Powers opened up what he called the
Cottage Inn, in the house which is now occupied by Tim
othy G. McAllister, on Albion street. He had a dance at
this place on the fourth of July, and the tickets were
three dollars each couple, which must have been a heavy
charge in that day, when money was so very scarce, and so
soon after the crash of 1837. Clark Glidden had in his
pocket the said three dollars, but he concluded that he had
better spend this amount for " Josephus," where he could
learn of the Jews, rather than dance it out on the ball-room
floor, and consume at the supper-table with some one of
Clarendon's lassies, which he accordingly did, to his own
satisfaction and instruction.
This must have been a strange-looking inn, if we are
are allowed to be judges, and, to our best recollection, it
presented anything but au agreeable appearance the first
time our eyes looked upon this old shell. A story is told
of this man Powers, that he beat Mr. David Sturges out of
a large sum of money, by the bankrupt law of 1837, and
when Sturges was informed of his action, and, at the same
time, of his cow being struck by lightning, he exclaimed,
" God Almighty and mau are both against me!"
In the Clarendon Hotel, George W. Farwell, to 1853
Orwell Bennett, to 1855 ; J. S. Nelson and J. P. Nelson
1855 ; J. S. Nelson and I. S. Bennet, 1856 ; Merrick Stev
ens, 1857; Isaac S. Bennett, 1858; Fayette King, 1859
James P. Nelson, 1860 and 1861; Isaac S. Bennett, 1863
Horace Sawyer, 1863 and 1864; O.-and A. B. Jenks, 1865
Edwin Foster, 1866 and 1867 ; Horace Sawyer, 1868 and
1869; Alfred Cobb, 1870 and 1871 ; Henry Foster, 1873;
George Cook and Henry Foster, 1873; and Henry and
Chauncey Foster, who were succeeded by Martin V. Poster,
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dust floor, was the place where elections and town meet
ings were held, until the Town Hall, on Woodruff avenue,
became the stamping floor, in 1879.
This hotel was a noted place for dancers to come from
Churchville, Pine Hill, Batavia, Brockport, Holley, and
the country, for thirty miles or more, on Independence
Day, Christmas Eve, New Years' and Washington's Birth
day, when the barn would be jammed, with horses in the
stables, and between poles on the opposite side, while the
cutters and carriages stood in long rows on the outside.
The dance would generally open about 8 P. m., and the
music of the violin and base-viol hold reign until daylight
opened the eastern windows of the sky. During the war,
cards were played, night after night, and it took the bar
tender a large share of the time to keep the thirsty shufflers
from being dry. Under the old regime, whisky cost only
three cents a glass, and the platform in front, on a pleasant
day, had its usual quota of sitters, who had just taken a
drink, or were waiting, very patiently, for some one to step
up and say, " Come in, boys, and have something ! " of
which history can record no refusal. The amount of the
"ardent" which has been drunk in Clarendon would, in
all probability, float a man-of-war ; and yet, only one per
son was known to die with snakes, and this came from too
much Rochester whisky, of nux vomica nature.
Before the railroad at Holley, in 1851, Clarendon was a
great stopping-point for teamsters on their way to the
Erie Canal ; and even up to 1867, when Newton & Garfield
put up their block in Holley, the village hotel was sur
rounded by teams, aud the bar at all respectable hours,
and often late into the night, largely patronized. Formerly
on election and town-meeting days, liquor flowed as water,
and the tavern barn was a great resort for wrestlers, while
just to the south of the verandah, could be seen the jump
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their level best to rival one another. Now and then a dog
fight made its howl, and at the end coats would fly, and
bloody noses tell the force of Clarendon fighters. Just in
front would be old George in his two-storied buggy, as full
as a tick, and singing out, " Wait for the wagon ! " or lying
prostrate on the ground, with the claret streaming from
his nostrils. Every day the bell would call for breakfast,
dinner and supper, and the ice-house in the rear would
keep the meat and provision in the best of order.
But that day of cheap whisky, card-playing, fighting and
bell-ringing, has gone forever, and the Clarendon hotel of
to-day is quiet as if in Eochester or Buffalo. Billiard and
pool-playing are now the chief amusements, and the amount
of strong liquors taken is very small compared to the use
of lager and ale, with the consumption of cigars and smoke.
The old sitters have folded their forms in the robes of
death, where they can rest from their labors, while their
works do follow them. And if they were once more to
return to their old haunts, they would in all probability
shed one deep tear, utter one long sigh, and exclaim :
" This is no place for us ; we will again seek our quiet rest
ing places in the town burying-grounds ! "

44 HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.

CHAPTEE III.
SCHOOLS.
WE shall make our starting-point a description of the
schools of Farwell's Mills, or Clarendon, and then
give the other districts in the same order which we shall
observe as to the roads. The first teacher that George W.,
the son of Judge Eldredge Farwell, had, was Mrs. David
Glidden, who taught in the log school-house which stood
where Aurin Glidden's house is situated, on Byron street.
We cannot give the date of its hewing and scoring, but it
only remained until 1819, when a frame building was
erected just east of the stone school-house of this day. The
log must have been quite small, and the lumber for the
benches iu this, as in the frame one, cut in Farwell's mill.
We may imagine this shanty school of 1813. A circular
bench around the room for the big boys and girls, leaving
a back for the next row ; and then only slabs or boards for
those below, with no desks in which to keep any book they
may have possessed. The little ones had no primers;
the walls chinked in ; no black-boards ; and if one had a
slate on which to figure, this was done at the seat ; the
windows just large enough to invite a few pencils of golden
light to linger ; no desks for the little heads to rest on
when sleepy; only a crossing of the legs to hold up the
body ; the walls without one picture to break the dreariness
of the view; Webster's spelling-book, with its story of the
boy in the apple-tree ; the old English Eeader, informing
the older ones of Micipsa and the bloody Jugurtha, or fill
ing their minds with Selkirk's experience as a Eobinson

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Crusoe ; and Dwight's Geography, that made even Western
New York a wilderness, save at Batavia, Newport, or Albion,
Lewiston, Black Rock and Buffalo.
Where then was Brockport, Holley, Hulberton, Knowles-
ville, or even Clarendon ? How about Cleveland, Toledo,
Chicago, Detroit, Milwaukee, Kansas City, Omaha and the
great West ? With the exception of a few of the chief
stopping-points on the routes of emigration, the country
to the west of Farwell's Mills was as unknown as certain
portions of Australia in 1888. Here and there some daring
settler had made his clearing, and the other openings were
the work of Nature, where she had dug out her streams,
ponds and lakes. How, then, could Dwight's Geography
contain the outlines, or even drawings, of a land where the
mink, beaver, musk-rat, deer, wolf and bear held undis
puted possession ?
Out on the basswood floor is a block of wood where some
urchin sits, who is so thick-headed that the teacher calls
hira a dunce, and there he is, hour after hour, until some
one, out of pity or fun, kicks his seat from under him, and
on the floor he sprawling lies, the whole school ready to
burst the buttons if they only dared to, and were not afraid
of the blue-beech gad on the hooks. Hear the tow-heads
spell! O-a-t, kat. C-o-w, keow. D-i-d — y-o-u — s-e-e —
m-y — n-e-w — c-a-p ? " Girls may have a recess ! " Out they
go — a motley group — all the way down from Eliza Jane
and Betsey Ann, twenty years of age, to Polly Ann aud
Susan Jane, three or four years old; the poor mother hav
ing one or two smaller ones at home in the shanty, and
sending these darlings, with eight or ten others, to the
teacher to care for, " jist to get them out of the way." Do
you see any bustles in the bustle of getting out of the hem
lock door? Any French-twisted heads? Any button-
gaiters ? Are they afraid of soiling their fine dresses by
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her equal associate with her, not deigning to notice those
in the lower rounds of the ladder of wealth ? 0, no ! The
girls of that day were too democratic and republican in
their natures ; they had the brains and good common-
sense that made mothers, whose hands toiled without sew
ing machines, or knitting-machines, from the break of day
until night, and worked like slaves to make this beautiful
Western New York what it is to day, the finest country
that the blessed Lord ever looked upon. They were the
girls who could run a foot-race with the biggest boys, and
beat many of them, too. Who could keep step with the
best walkers to and from school, for one, two or three miles.
Their cheeks needed no lily-white; the lily came from
Dame Nature, and the French-red from the scarlet and
crimson blood that painted their cheeTis and lips, as no
artist could ever hope to do.
Did they have any catarrh then ? They wore calf-skin
shoes, heavy soles, home-made. Did they have dyspepsia?
They knew nothing of frosted cake and the rich delicacies
of to-day, which very soon make the stomach a reservoir
for pepsin, or Green's August Flower. Where were their
seal-skin sacks? Their sable boas? Good home-woven
flannel was fur enough for them ; and one of those Claren
don girls would in one cold day freeze one of 1888 to death,
if she dared to dress as she did. They were not rocking-
chair girls ; but every one of them knew how to set a table,
and could get up as good a meal as their mothers. No won
der young men married these girls. They had the blood in
them ; the genuine stuff, that has made the America of
to-day. "Recess for the boys!" Hold on there, you great, big
six-footers, don't run over the little boys! Bang! How
the door slammed as the last one made one bound into that
pile of snow. Talk about your modern games ! See those
two lads clench each other ! They have had it in their eyes

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in the school-room, and now they will have it out. The
chip lies on the ground, and the blood flies. Do you want
a square-hold, side-hold, or back-hold ? You can have it
at a moment's notice, and you need not worry but you will
flnd your match. Jumping, thumping, pitching, wrestling,
running, snow-balling, or the taking of forts, as Napoleon
did at Brienne ; all these sports made up the school-days
of 1819, at Farwell's Mills, when every one was on the
same level, and we had not learned to imitate the snobbery
of old Europe, which our grandfathers and grandmothers
despised from the bottom of their souls.
The old log school-house only lasted about seven years,
and was in 1819 superseded by a frame building just east
of the site of the present school-house, which was erected,
as the tablet says, in 1846. The frame one of 1819 was
then moved on to the farm which William H. Cooper now
owns, on Hulberton road. Aside from the statement given
us by David Matson, we have been unable to find any other
person who could tell us aught about the frame school-house
or its teachers, outside of the records which have been kept
in the old Town-book. The elections were held in the
frame school-house from 1821 up to 1837, when they were
transferred to the house of Elizur Piatt, who that year
opened his hotel in Clarendon. In the frame school-house
at Clarendon the entrance was to the north-west, showing
the love of cold weather; the teacher's desk opposite the
door, so as to see the scholars when they came in. In 1823
there were two large fire-places in this school-house, with
plenty of wood to burn, and they were kept roaring during
the winter-time.
As time advanced the stove came in that would burn
four-foot wood, and this must have been somewhere about
1840. By this box-stove lay a large iron poker, which
some village blacksmith had pounded out, big enough to
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48 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
necessary. In the old red store building, after 1836, select-
schools were taught by one Parker and H. W. Merrill, after
wards a lawyer in Saratoga Springs, with whom the author
studied law when he was in partnership with Esek Cowen,
now of the Troy bar, and one of the best lawyers in the
state. Merrill was a graduate of Union College, at Sche
nectady, a very good teacher, with a will like a sea-captain.
These select-schools were also carried on in the ball-room
of the new tavern, by Merrill, and Isthomer Bard Sawtell,
who left behind him a certificate showing Mrs. D. F. St.
John what he thought of her qualifications in relation to
teaching. A certain Judson also swung the rod about this time,
and taught the young ideas how the sprouts grew out of
blue-beech trees. Elviraette Lewis had incensed Merrill
by some of her girlish pranks, and he sent out George Hoag
to get six whips, in order that he might appease his wrath,
which was nearly at 213 deg. Fahrenheit. Out George
marched on his errand of mercy, and on the school-ground
he found a half-dozen of teazle plants, trimmed them, came
in, and laid them before the black-eyed teacher. He
snatched one of these, swung it above his head, and before
it reached the naughty girl it broke and flew across the
room. Merrill exclaimed : " George, go out and get me
six blue-beech whips ! " George opened the door once
more, went down town, and forgot to bring back the rods,
and did not put in an appearance until the next day, when
Merrill had, through oue good night's rest, cooled down,
and George and Elviraette looked love out of eyes that
said, " All right ! "
Leonard Sawyer also taught in the frame school-house,.
and we regret very much that the old supervisors' reports,
since 1856, are minus, or we could give a list of the teach
ers from 1821 to 1888. The first teacher that Elisha Far-
well had in the old frame school-house, was Horace Steele ;.

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and if he had any of the bubbling nature of Steele of the
old Spectator, he must have made some amends for the
crossness and long-jawedness of other teachers of that iron
day. The teacher's desk, according to Elisha, had two
steps leading up to it, and there the pedagogue sat, some
thing after the manner of that old picture, looking out
from under his eyes like some spider, watching for a good
opportunity to show how mighty he could be with the
brief authority in which he was daily clothed.
In the old yellow house built by Hamilton, Clarissa Lee
had a select school at an early day. In the stone school-
house of 1846, now standing, the first term in the large
room was taught by John B. King, and in the small room
Malvina A. Vandyke. Hannah Dutcher, Lucy Knowles,
Maria Maine, Clara Newman, Sarah Jane Jenkins, Miss
Bingham and Clara Spencer, were some of the teachers
here before 1856. John B. King was one of the brain
teachers of Clarendon, and made one of the best citizens
that the town has known. He had a valuable library of
his own purchase, and the marginal notes demonstrate that
he did his own thinking, side by side with the author of
each volume. He was clerk in the senate chamber at
Albany, in the charge of the Erie Canal under Joel Hinds,
at Hindsburgh, aud for some time in the Sturges store, all
of which places he filled with honor, not only to himself,
but to the people at large. When he died Clarendon
dropped her heart-tears upon his coffin, and his name is,
held sacred even at the present day.
Malvina A. Vandyke, his associate, was one of the best
lady instructors that could be found for the young. She
always had that pleasant, open, and frank way of acting,
that in a moment engaged the attention, and when she died
in the spring of 1888, many were the flowers of love that
blossomed over her memory. She was the last one of the
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golden links that bound the present with the past, in the
home-life of Clarendon village.
The author remembers, when but a youngster, of one
teacher hanging around his neck a silver sixpence, as a
mark of merit ; and how gladly he skipped down over the
hill to the old house, when he showed his mother with
delight his first medal ; and no after conferment ever made
him feel so rich as this simple token of esteem. Strange
how little it takes to make a child's heart, like some high
rock spring, bubble over from the depths within !
The old mill-dam was a great place for the boys to go in
swimming, and very often we forgot all about the swift-
footed hours, and, having no belfry bell to warn us, we
would appear before the teacher after school had been
called. Then, what a scene ! " Stand out on the floor, you
boys, and prepare to take a whipping, for not being in on
time ! " There we stood, a dozen or more, while the teacher
at once proceeded to give us each a good switching around
the bare legs, or over the cotton shirts, that were very thin,
and left every blow to make us dance almost a sailor's horn.
pipe. What boo-hooing ! What bawling ! What snivel
ing! What "Ohs!" What "0 teacher, I never will be
late again ! " While some would bite their lips, hold their
breath, or, like the Spartan lad, never squeal, and, as they
went to their seats, say, inwardly, " Licking don't last long,
and kill me you daren't!" There was one lad who seemed
to take delight in tattling, and, once upon a time, he
bawled, " Teacher, Dave Copeland is whispering ! " When
that teacher had flnished her tasii of correction, that youth
soon found his head about forty degrees to the horizon,
backward, and, his mouth wide open, sent up the most
terrific shrieks. He failed to tattle any more, and, perhaps,
remembered what the first penny of our United States
said, "Mind your business !"
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plication table, up to the tens, and every one had the op
portunity of coming in on the chorus of five times five are
twenty-five, all through the fives. Teachers were not
ashamed to read the Bible, or offer up a prayer, and woe
unto the one that broke the stillness of the occasion.
Prizes were given, each term, in spelling, and the last day
of school never came without each one having a card to re
member the tutor. Now, all is changed, and the teacher
generally dismisses the school, and puts every cent of his
wages in his pocket, and goes away, like the door upon its
hinges. This feature of covetousness is worth thinking
upon. There was one beautiful girl, the laughing, charming
Minerva Curtis, who, with her brother Levi, would walk
to school side by side with Charley Martin and Josie, up
the old Byron road. Jumping the rope at noon-times
was a favorite pastime with many of the scholars, one at
either end, while the contestants would take, their places on
the floor, and skip to the whirl. One day Charley and
Minerva stepped forth and jumped the rope, side by side,
120 times. That night Minerva complained of a head
ache, went home, and never again brought the sunlight of
her sweet face into the school-room. Four days of brain
fever, lying unconscious, like some lily of mortality, breath
ing out her loving life, she passed away. And when we
heard the sad news it seemed as if some funeral bell had
tolled through all our hearts. How sadly we marched,.
side by side, around that coffin, and took our farewell look
at that face, so beautiful in death. But she had gone, like
"some sunbeam, to revisit the place of its nativity," andl
the following day, and the remainder of that term, was as if
some shadow had entered the door, and hovered over all
the seats.
Flowers are ever beautiful, and give forth silent lessons
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walked up, one sweet. May morning, and presented the
teacher, Frank Carpenter, with some wood-violets, that the
angels had left in the woods beyond, she kissed the happy
face, and said, " There is always something good in one that
loves flowers!" Do we think of this as we pass along the
ways of life ? Where, now, is that teacher who, when he
called a certain girl out on the floor, to punish her, looked
out of his savage eyes, and growled, "Alvina, you have
eyes like a woodchuck's ! " And where that other master
of the rod who, when he took up the poker to strike Rob
ert, Joseph, at the top of his voice, frightened, by exclaim
ing, "If you don't let him alone I'll knock you into a gin-
shop!" Ask the old pensioners, and they could give his
name, if they had been there to see.
Turn back the day pages, and enter with me the large
room. Do you see that light-haired, sharp-eyed pedagogue,
as he takes his place at the desk, to call the roll ? He is as
quick in his spring as a cat, and as nervous as if he was a
bundle of magnetic wires. See how he handles that Fifth
Reader, and gives vent to his reading of " 0 Lorenzo ! "
Now he is calling out those other words, " 0 thou Eternal
One ! " Or, perhaps, he pauses, and imagines himself a
second Daniel, as he exclaims, "Liberty and Union!"
Hark! he is now saying, "Come to the bridal chamber.
Death !" The scene changes; out over the desks I see the
legs of one boy playing wonderful circus movements in the
air, and then the room is so still that one can hear the poor
culprit breathe. But Pratt is gone, and Hornellsville can
see him upon her streets, and it has been many years since
Clarendon knew his face. He left a record behind him
that Union College might well be proud of, could his pro
fessors know his school-work.
In those days it was customary to have, every two weeks,
compositions and speaking, from all the scholars, from nine
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would be ! What orators took the floor, and died for their
country ! What comedians brought down the house with
laughter! And what rosy-lipped girls gave forth the
chronicles of the passing term ! On the exhibition-nights
the stage had Widow Bedott to please the ear and eye.
There strode Brutus into the senate-house, ready to stab
Caesar! While Mark Antony stood near, to show where the
wounds were, or hold to view the bloody winding-sheet.
Where, now, the crowds that came to these exhibitions !
Where are the actors upon this stage of school history ?
As the steps of those we once knew and loved have
walked across the dial of memory, and then closed the door
and departed, so have these gone their way; some to that
other school, beyond the boundaries of this life, and others,
out into the rushing, pushing, Missouri stream of business,
some to be wrecked, and others to float down the current,
like a grand Cunarder in the storm. The old school has
put on a new appearance inside, with patent desks, and
anthracite coal ; and the bell-rope hangs down, ready for
the teacher to pull, when the term opens. But the old
boys and girls hear it no longer; the old stones look not
upon their faces, and we never pass it by without having
that melancholy feeling come over us, of which the poet
Moore sings, " Oft in the stilly night."
Leaving the village behind, let us take the Holley road,
and spend a moment or two in the school-room with Luther
Peck, the noted lawyer of Nunda, when he taught hard-
by where Martin Hennessy has his pleasant home. We
have never known him, but he must have been strong and
powerful, as all the Pecks have ever been. It was away
back in the twenties that he walked the floor of this log
school-house; and the woods stood, grand and shadowy,
all about him, where now the Chace mansion has its beau
tiful view. Did he work hard during that winter term ?
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And what did he receive in payment for all this labor ?
Only a few bushels of wheat, whicli were sold in Rochester,
out of which he had the compensation of one shilling per
bushel. Where is the teacher that would work for such
wages now, even if multiplied tenfold ?
At the junction of the Hood and Sawyer roads stands at
this day a very dilapidated stone school-house, which was
condemned by Commissioner Edwin Posson about 1885 ;
and the window-sashes are broken, the lights of glass with
holes through them, where perhaps some urchin has paid
his last respects to its memory. In 1831, there was a frame
school-house at this point, and Mrs. Josiah Lawton, the
daughter of Charles Burns, who settled on the William
Gibson place, just to the east of the Holley road, can well
remember when William Hopkins carried her to school in
a crockery crate on a bob-sled the year above mentioned.
This frame school-house had the seats in tiers, and in the
winter time the fire-place would warm as high as 65 schol
ars. In this school taught John G. Smith, Emily Joslyn,
Lucinda Burnham, Hannah Smith, Joseph Glidden (the
barbed wire patentee), George Harper, Lyman Matson, Dr.
Hiram Lewis, Homer Cook, James Wilson, Hannah Dutcher,
Lucinda Johnson, Harry Darrow and many others up to
1849, wheu the building was burnt, and the stone one
erected in 1852. Alexander Milliken gave the land for one
dollar for the stone school-house, the land to revert to his
heirs when abandoned by the district, which happened in
1885, as we have stated.
The best teacher, Eobert Milliken informs us, in the
frame school-house, was Lyman Matson; and his school at
spelling schools would spell any other school down in the
towns. Among the girls, Betsey Hood was the best speller;
and of the boys, Henry French, who challenged any scholar
to give him a single word in Webster's Dictionary that he
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words would be taken from the atlas to puzzle the spellers.
One of the punishments in the Hood school was in requir
ing the scholar to bend over and place his finger on a par
ticular nail, which was practiced upon Fred Hood, now of
Iowa, until his eyeballs were ready to leave the sockets,
which reformation was successfully done by John G. Smith.
Luther Peck also taught here when he was a young man.
The scholars would walk from Curtiss, and Lucas Mills,
to this school, seldom having a ride, only in the worst
of weather. One of the early teachers had one of the
boys bring in a fence-stake for kindling on a very cold
day, and this so enraged the Hood brothers that they called
a school meeting and turned the tearful teacher out to seek
her living elsewhere. This only shows how much more
these landholders valued a piece of ash or cedar than they
did the comfort of the scholars or the feelings of the lady
tutor. On the Brockport road, at Hill's or Bennett's Corners,
stood an old frame school-house, which Nathan 0. Warren
moved back into his orchard to the east. The present
school building was erected by Gilbert K. Bennett in 1848,
at a cost of $500.00. One teacher by the name of Eose
held forth here, and before he went to his dinner on a cer
tain day, ordered the boys to have the room warm on his
return. When he had departed the lads piled about a cord
of wood, more or less, into the old fire-place, aud then
quietly awaited his coming. When he took one look at
the situation he threw wide open the door and windows,
aud it required the whole afternoon to reduce that fire or
lower the temperature of the room so as to be in any wise
comfortable. David Matson, Nathan 0. Warren, John
Church, James W. Eandall, Amasa Patterson, Ira T. Mer
rill, Lucius B. Coy, Francis and Jane Howard, and Eben
G. Langdon, of Barre, were a few of the teachers here
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best in town, and the scholars take much pride in keeping
the buildings neat, and for a district school there is no
other its superior. It would be well if the patrons of this
school would set out some shade-trees around, giving each
scholar or two an opportunity to name their own trees, and
thereby in after years have the leaves, boughs and trunks
to bless their memory. A bell should be placed above the
roof, and this would add not only to the appearance but
also to the convenience of the teacher and scholars.
In 1836, Elviraette Lewis, wife of D. F. St. John, taught
a select school in the house of Alvah Grennell, on what is
now known as the E. L. Williams property, to the east of
the " Corners." She had such good success that she nearly
closed the " Corners " school, which at this time had only
three scholars. The rule was then that each family should
be taxed according to the children sent, and it can be
readily seen that the rate bill of this family that had only
three, and yet paid the teacher, raust have been large. The
good people were astonished one night to see at a neighbor
hood party, Elviraette Lewis and this teacher swing into
line in the dance, as composedly as two lawyers would take
a glass together after they had fought eaeh other for all
they were worth in some hotly-contested suit.
On the Byron road, where now the Fords reside, was a
small frame school-house, which was drawn by an ox team
of Warren Glidden's to where it stood, until the present
building was erected in 1885. This soon was known as the
" Eobinson," in honor of Chauncey Eobinson, who at one
time lived opposite, and afterward just to the south. Aurin
Glidden remembers, when a younker, of being drawn on a
sled to this school from the home of his father, Simeon
Glidden, on the Matson road. The mother of the author,
Laura A. Sturges, taught in the "Eobinson" in 1835, and
John J. Stevens remembers her as his first teacher. At
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in town, and was famous for his dinners, which the school-
mams knew how to appreciate. Tracy Robinson, who for
many years was United States Consul at Aspinwall, on the
Isthmus of Panama, and Charles, his brother, who died at
San Francisco, were scholars at this time. A roll of the
school of that day would be very acceptable ; but the rag
bag or fire-place alone could tell its departure ; and thig
negligence may be chafged over to our wise legislators, who
had too much on their brains to attend to school records.
Luther Peck, Lucius B. Coy, Frank Randall, Davis Glid
den, Clark Glidden, Ingersoll, Jackson, Dr. Bateman, Lucy
Coleman and Marion Roberts were some of the former
teachers at the "Robinson." The present school-house
was erected in 1885 by N. Eugene Warren, and not only
reflects credit upon the architect but is a source of pride to
the district. Arbor Day would plant trees here.
The flrst Cook school-house was raised of logs in 1817,
just below the mansion of W. H. H. Goff, the present
Supervisor of Clarendon, A sulphur spring near by drove
away the itch or scabies, which was very prevalent in other
schools. Luther Peck, Judge Taggart of Byron, Miss
Sears, Miss Wilson, Lydia and Jane Langdon, Eeynolds,
Lucius B. Coy, Dr. Hiram W. Lewis, and Jane Glidden
called the roll here, and these are only a few names that
we have been able to gather. In 1828, the site was changed
to where Emma and Irene Glidden now own the Simeon
Howard property, and the scholars had a boarding of plank
to shelter them from the storms. During the Morgan
excitement the good people met here, and were nearly
ready to organize a fishing expedition to drag for his body
somewhere in Lake Erie or Ontario, and their long resolu
tions and loud speeches ended as usual in froth upon the
stream of life. In 1843, the site was again changed, and
Honest Hill saw a stone building arise costing $319.00.
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58 HISTORY OF CLAEENDON.
the people, disgusted with its appearance, engaged George
Thomas to build a more showy and convenient structure,
at a cost of $1,000.00.
The Cook school derived its name from Lemuel Cook,
who lived over the way, and it retains the name to the
present day. There is no one in the neighborhood now
who can give any more names of teachers than those above,
and we must pass the others by up to 1856, out of igno
rance. This school has been quite famous in the past, and
has had its share of fun and frolic. It was formerly a
center for the good women to arrange picnics, and in the
orchard over the fence, now owned by Nathan E. Merrill,
the tables would be spread and loaded down with the best
cake and other eatables, such as no other district in town
could rival. Speeches would be made by rising orators
upon the great topics of the hour, and each speaker had
his friends standing ready to give him the cheer. But that
day of enthusiasm and cake eating has departed, and the
laughing, sparkling eyes of happy girls are no longer to be
seen among the apple-trees, ready to give a joke or take one
in return. How many flowers would be growing here, if
their steps could only have left behind such sweets to make
beautiful their golden existence !
The first school at the " Corners," formerly known as the
Lawton, or, at one time, Mudville, from the presence of so
much mud at this point, was of log, and must have been
raised about 1830. This was at first a rude dwelling, which
Ephraim Brackett had raised to live in, and in 1820,
Amanda Annis, then twelve years of age, was one of Street's
scholars in this so-called school-house, and Eobert Owen,
Manning Packard says, was the first teacher.
The building was very small, with one window to each
point of the compass; a fire-place to the right of the door,
which opened to the east, as all of the doors on this road
beside. The seats had pegs about the size of a chair leg.

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with only one row on the back, having a desk-board in
front, on which to place whatever books poverty allowed.
Generally, at night, the school-books would be taken home,
or left in charge of the teacher, in his or her desk, to be
called for when wanted. In recitations, the scholars would
stand up by their benches, and never out on the floor, as
at the present time. There was not room for such classes,
as the seats took up nearly the whole space, save a small
vacancy for the teacher's desk, and a single file walk before
the little shavers in front, who kept their toes at a respect
ful distance when some cornplanter went by. The girls
had the north side of the school-house, and the boys the
south ; why we cannot tell, unless it arose from the fact
that the lads could stand the sun better and deserved a
hotter place than the lassies.
There were no outhouses connected with this school-
house, and Harmon Salsbury, coming in after the girls'
recess, was asked by Guy Salisbury, the teacher, where he
had been, he replied, " Down in the woods to have a tooth
pulled ; " which witty remark made the old school-house
shake its sides with laughter. The girls braided their own
straw hats out of oat, wheat and rye straw, and even made
them for the men who were digging the Erie Canal at
Holley, walking all the way, and getting about one shilling
for each hat. Amanda Annis remembers carrying Miranda
Lowell, on horseback, over the Brockport road, to Sweden ;
when she rode on the saddle, and Amanda just behind, one
arm about her waist ; and then coming home in the saddle
" just kiting." The teachers had at first so much for each
scholar, and the boarding around would be accordingly;
with each family from nine days as high as fourteen, each
meal. The teachers always pounded on the windows to
call the scholars ; bells had not been thought of then ; and
the fine metal bells of the school-room are comparatively
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60 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
Street was one of the best teachers ; and Betsey Clough
was universally loved. Benjamin G. Pettengill, who be
came noted as the " Squire," taught here when a young
man. When pride came, the good people of this district sent
their teams down the Holley road to a brick kiln, on what
is known as the Alexander C. Salisbury's property, and
purchased material to put up the only brick school-house
that Clarendon has ever looked upou. In 1826, Lucinda
Banning taught here in the summer, and Harley Hood in
the winter term. Here the girls that spun, wove, knit,
cooked, and cut up generally, could read and cipher, while
the lads in school hours passed away the time, and spent
their evenings at spelling or debating schools, or in the
farm-house dance of the neighborhood.
David N. Pettengill could call to mind the day when
Hibbard taught in the brick, that he and another of the
scholars went down to Alexander Annis' to dinner, and the
jolly time they had with the pretty daughters. The girls
were in the habit of jumping over the fence in the winter
time, and taking a slide on the ice, which extended all the
way to the " Corners." John Brackett told the youngsters
to take fence-stakes and make holes in the ice while the
teacher was at Annis' at dinner. On came the teacher and
his chums and in they went up to their waists. The
teacher, not having a change of clothes, had the pleasure
of drying them before the fire-place during the afternoon,
while the whole school enjoyed the situation hugely.
Lyman Green, one of the scholars, fell through the ice in
an air-hole, and was dragged out nearly dead. Afterward,
in company with his father, he crossed the plains, and, in
his anger, he killed a squaw. The Indians captured him,
and, in the presence of his parent, flayed him alive. He
was not born to be drowned, but skinned.
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one was lifted to the wind and weather. In this school
Orlina Sturges, daughter of David Sturges, taught the first
term after its erection ; and she was the earliest maiden to
introduce the India-rubber overshoes. She became the
wife of the future Governor of Wisconsin, James T. Lewis.
This frame house was painted red, which seemed to be a
very stylish color ; why we do not know, unless it was to
indicate the nature of the people who, once in a while,
painted the neighborhood the same shade. David N. Pet
tengill taught in this school two winters, and was called by
all that attended as the very best of teachers. He had, on
an average, fifty scholars each term. Lyman Matson, Jo^hn
Bates, Amos Draper, William Buckland, Asa Bunnell, Irene
Lee, Maria Langdon and Caroline Langdon may be men
tioned as some of the honored teachers, who have left
behind them a page in school-day memories. If we could
only have a few of these tutors by our side while writing,
we would make this chapter to talk as if the actors were
upon the rostrum before the reader ; but, alas ! they have
gone down the silent valley, and we can only chronicle
their names.
The " Corners," or Manning, as it is now called, has a
white school-house, in good repair, with patent seats, and
a bell that calls the lad, " creeping like a snail, unwillingly,
to school."
Turn, now, to the Salisbury road, and as you stop at the
southwest corner, where the Webster road crosses to the
west, imagine a very rude log school-house, in which the
"shining raorning faces" came and went like sunbeams
stealing through syringa bushes. Oh, the hard basswood
benches ! Oh, the many weary hours, when the love that
went away to bubbling streams rippling through the dark
forests, or, in winter, to icy ponds, glistening like a mirror
in the golden sunshine ! Were these benches ever carved
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to own any of the Sheffield importations ? But this modest
home of the heart and brain, fell away, and on the north
west corner arose a frame one, more pretentious, and yet
very humble to the passer-by, who looked upon its flaming
exterior and paused to hear the voices of the teacher and
children within. This was known as the Hubbard District
throughout tho town, and at first Irene Lee, Mrs. Thomas
Glidden, Sophia Conkling, Mrs. Josiah Graves and Cor
delia Wheeler took the scholars by the string of memory,
and gradually unwound for them the spool of novelty and
instruction. In the frame, Mrs. D. F. St. John, Samuel
Salisbury, William Hatch, Benjamin Johnson and William
Stillwell called the roll. Stillwell was a savage teacher, for
one who professed the doctrine of love, and kept on hand
a long ruler, which was notched, to pound his pupils. He
would make some of the scholars stand on the floor for
hours to fill up the vacuum of his feelings; and Fred
Salisbury says that if he could only meet him now, he
would " feed fat the ancient grudge he bare him." When
the district was changed, the boys and girls said good-bye
to old Hubbard and tripped lightly over to enjoy the
serenity of Mudville.
On the Millard road, at its Union with the Milliken
road, stands what is now known as the Brown school-
house, named in honor of Andrew Brown at this place.
The first log school-house stood just below Ancel Knowles,
who took up the land and lived where William S. Housel
oan behold the pleasant country any hour of the day. This
building stood on the west side of the Millard Eoad in the
woods, to the north of Brown's Corners. An old spring
once marked the site, about one-half an acre cleared for a
play-ground, and in the center of this plaza stood a large
hemlock, grand and stately, which many years ago became
"dead at the top." This school-house also had slab benches,
an open fire-place, and each scholar was obliged to contrib-

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ute a certain quantity of fuel during each term, which
must have been an easy task, with the exception of the
hauling and splitting. George and Guy Salisbury, Jerry
Palmer and Horace Street were early teachers. The log-
house was followed by a frame one in 1828, on the " Cor
ners,'' built by Philip Angevine. About 1850, this build
ing was moved over to where Myron Snyder now resides,
and is used as a barn for horses to eat hay, instead of
children eating books. The school-house, as it now appears,
was the work of DeWitt Cook in 1851, who has gone over
the river to meet some of the old patrons and scholars.
Mary Jane Pettengill, wife of Abram Salisbury, taught the
first school in the present house in the summer of 1851.
Maria Maine was here as an instructor in 1850. When
Jerry Palmer was teacher, Zardeus Smith, one of his schol
ars, had a habit of " snickering " so that he could be heard
over the school-room when anything tickled his diaphragm,
Jerry took this disturber of the school's tranquility and
tied him with a cord to the door handle on the outside.
Orson Tousley, who was quietly riding by on his steed,
observed poor Zard's plight and, having pity on his un
happy state, inquired the cause. After. Zard had told him
the reason of such punishment, he very coolly dismounted,
untied the prisoner, and told him to take the strings to the
teacher, get his hat and go with him, which Zard did in
about one York minute, without making any apology, as
he knew that Tousley was boss in that district. Amasa
Patterson also taught at the Brown, and we omitted to
mention that he held forth in the brick at Mudville. His
school at the Brown was large, including seventy- five
scholars, among whom we might name Mrs. Hiram Ward,
Mrs. Mason Lewis, Mrs. Budd Emery, Mrs. Levi Mowers
and Myron Snyder, all at present residents of Clarendon.
On the Wyman road, at the corner of the New Guinea
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probability the roughest-looking of any in the whole town.
A stick chimney, plastered with manure and lime, allowed
the smoke from the fire-place to escape, and the interior,
as well as the exterior, breathed only of Tonawanda.
George, Jones, and Horace Peck, all taught in this mosquito
den, where it would have been a good place at night to
bleed patients in the summer, instead of patronizing the
doctor, with his bloody lancet. When Horace Peck was
the teacher, he received thirteen dollars a month and had
about thirty scholars. Samuel Miller sent his children
barefoot through the snow to school, and we would be
pleased to see some youth of the present day playing hop,
skip and jump over the ice and snowbanks as . these
children did ; or sliding on the creek as Martin V. Foster,
barefooted, when he attended the Eobinson. This log
school-house of New Guinea was burnt down when Eobert
Miller was teacher, and the scholars rolled over the road to
the stone one at Honest Hill.
The original school-house in the Eoot district, on the
Eoot road, was of log, with stick chimney and the usual
fire-place. This school had no blackboard, and the writing-
books were made by the teachers, as we were informed by
Enoch Andrus. Enoch bore in his mind, and on his back,
the memory of a terrible flogging, which Luther Peck once
gave him for chewing tamarack gum, which he had obtained
in Tonawanda Swamp. One of the other lads interfered
when this castigation was taking place, and this brought
in a call from the school inspectors. This gum must have
been very heavy on the teacher's mind to produce all this
fuss; or he must have turned out of bed that morning
with blood in his eye. Truman Smith was Enoch's first
teacher, and Uncle Joe Sturges called him " God Almighty's
Boshag." There were about eighty scholars here in 1834,
and in 1887 only eighteen. It was customary to have
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house was lighted by candles, moulded at home, stuck in
holes in the wall. This log raising burnt down, and a
frame one took its place. The Eoot school-house of this
day was shingled in 1849, and is destitute of shade, the
same rule applying to this as to the others in the town.
Almon Snyder, Mary Hathaway, Silas Snyder, Leonard
Snyder, John Maine, Freeman Blair, Frink, John Harris,
Joshua Coleman and William Dodge handled the rod here.
The Cowles school-house, on the Cowles road, across the
way from Charles T. Cowles' last home, was at first of logs
and stood about forty rods north of the present home of
Warren Glidden. The neighborhood turned out and built
this structure, which was burnt, and another took its place.
The first teacher in the Cowles was one Gibbs, who was a
noted handler of the rod, and the boys were employed at
sundry times to bring in these ticklers of the human flesh.
The lads would stick an axe in a log, and haul it to the
fire-place to keep the fire burning, when they were puz
zling their brains over the Federal Calculator, or trying to
locate Eochester or Buffalo.
This school visited the old log school-house when it
stood opposite David Church's, and five schools joined in a
spelling match, in which Warren Glidden spelt down the
last one, Jonathan Church. At the close the scholars all
"rejourned," as Mrs. Kidney used to say, over to a log
house near the Cowles school, and there they passed the
hours away until the break of day, and went home with the
girls in the morning.
The Cowles school-house is now a modest building of
white, and the scholars nuraber about eighteen in the win
ter term. The yard could be made beautiful if the teach
ers or patrons would only hie away to the woods and bring
some maples to grow when their bodies lie moldering in
the grave.
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stood on the corner, at the junction of the Glidden road
with the Cowles road. This house was moved to the pres
ent site on the Glidden road and painted red, about 1839,
by Ebenezer Eeed. Almon Snyder and Silas Snyder taught
under this roof many years ago, also Daniel Vining, Seba
Bodwell and Burroughs Holmes. Asa Glidden furnishes
the names of Charles Darrow, N. B. Darrow, Harry Darrow,
Farnsworth, Maria Maine, Mary Lane, Mary Graham, Har
riet Keeler, Ann Cowles, Ehoda Barker, Alcy Ann Glidden,
Sarah Snyder, Marion DeLand and Melissa Hitchcock, who
walked the boards before the scholars and made them toe
the mark when necessary. At present the Glidden school-
house is unworthy of notice, so far as the building is con
cerned, and should have been condemned years ago, as it is
a standing disgrace to Clarendon, and hardly fit for a cow-
stable ; much less to freeze children in during ou,r severe
winters. We are happy to state, that charts have been introduced
into the schools, and if the patrons would only take pains
to visit the schools, as our mothers did when we were
young, there would at once be a great and decided change
for the better in the present system. If the parents care
nothing for the teachers or scholars, we cannot see why
theij should care for the parents, so far as the studies are
concerned. There has been a great step taken backwards
in the teaching of politeness on the part of teachers, and
many of our schools insult strangers when they call in to
note the progress of the scholars, or offer them words of
encouragement. In 1833, Clarendon had 435 scholars; in 1833, 533; in
1834,605; in 1835, 631; in 1836,702; in 1827, 735; in
1831, 776; in 1833, 850; in 1833, 905, and in 1888, 256.
In 1822, the books used were Webster's Spelling Book,
Dwight's Geography, English Eeader and Federal Calcula
tor. In 1824, English Eeader, DaboU's Arithmetic, Mar-

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shall's and Webster's Spelling Books, and Morse's Geog
raphy. In 1827, Webster's and Sears' Spelling Books,
Murray's Grammar, Murray's Eeader, and Greenleafs
Grammar. In 1833, Webster's Elementary Spelling Book,
Daboll's Arithmetic, Murray's and Greenleafs Grammars^
Historical and English Eeaders, and Woodbridge's Geog
raphy. This closes the report in the town-book— and
since that day we have Sanders' and Swinton's Eeaders,
Ostrander's, Adams', Thomson's, and Eobinson's Arithme
tics, Sanders' and Swinton's Spellers ; Clark's, Kirkham's,
Kerl's and Brown's Grammars; Morse's, Mitchell's and
McNally's Geographies ; Eobinson's Algebra, Davies' Bour
don, Geometry, Trigonometry, Natural Philosophy, Wil
son's and Eidpath's Histories, Anatomy, Physiology and
Hygiene, with Penmanship and Bookkeeping; until the
schools in Clarendon, and notably at the village, would
compare with any academy, outside of the classics.
The wages of the teachers were very small at first, and
Malvina A. Vandyke was only allowed ten shillings a week,
in 1846, in the sraall room, and when she complained of its
littleness was informed by a wealthy trustee, that it was as
much as a girl was paid in the household, and of course
this settled the argument. Elviraette Lewis received, in
1836 to 1838, from eight to fourteen shillings a week for her
services ; and the pay of the male teachers was double, which
only shows how men can deal justly among their own, and
have no pity on women, who we have no doubt did as much
good work, and really more than their opposites, and yet
were cut down one-half. This rule should at once be over
thrown, and the women, if capable, placed on the same
level; and if superior, above the men, as to salary.
The Normal school at Brockport, with the Union schools,
seminaries and colleges, have opened wide their doors to
receive the larger class of scholars, which has left only the
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of necessity lowered the standard of scholarship ; while
the weekly dances in the winter at the Town hall, and the
craze over base ball has nearly overthrown that excellent
system of education of which Clarendon once could justly
boast. Her fine libraries, where are they now ? where the
librarians? where the readers? where the spelling and
debating schools ? where the compositicms and speaking ?
where the generous rivalry which lifted one district above
the other? Ask the violin and base ball, and they will tell
you ! These are mournful facts, but no sneer can set them
aside ; no statement deny. The hope of Clarendon, as of
every other town, rests in her schools ; and he only is blind,
who forgets the momentous lessons which the iron tongue
of time is daily telling.
We have been kindly furnished with school rolls by
different teachers in Clarendon, which we present below in
order of time, and only regret that we have not some of an
earlier day: Clarendon District, No. 10. 1836-7-8.
Elviraette Lewis, Teacher (Mrs. D. P. St. John).

DeWitt C. Hallock,
True E. G, Pettengill,
David Worden,
Lewis Pierce,
Gamalia Cady,
Henry Cady,
Fortunatus Hubbard,
Silas Littlefield,
Madison Littlefield,
Josiah Graves,
Luther Pierce,
Elizabeth Philips,
Eleanor Yates,
Eunice Littlefield,
Amanda Locke,
Ann Rathburu,
Xiouisa Graves,
Wealthy Austin,
JMary Yates,

Names of Scholars.
Wm. Root,
Emory Rathburn,
James Worden,
Aaron Albert,
Daniel Albert,
Wm, Rathburn,
Orrin Salsbury,
Hiram Cady,
Charles Turner,
John Clum,
Luther Ward,
Lafayette Littlefield,
Stephen Salsbury,
Austin Salsbury,
Porter Webster,
John Patno,
James Albert,
Gilbert Clum,
Betsey Pierce,

George McCrillis,
Albion Harris,
Clarissa Locke,
Annis Salsbury,
Anu Salsbury,
Philura Austin,
Matilda Yates,
Caroline Graves,
Dolly Bennett,
Jerusha Cady,
Amanda Clum,
Henrietta Garrison,
Amanda Yates,
Betsey Austin,"
Lena Philips,
Amanda Albert,
Eunice Pettengill,
Sarah Locke,
Clarissa Slocum,

Addison Philips,
Joseph Patno,
Henry Rathburn,
Martin Slocum,
Joseph Salsbury,
James McCrillis,
Henry W. Harris,

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Betsey Philips,
Eliza Salsbury,
Abraham Salsbury,

John Littlefield,
George Turner,
George Worden,
Ann Yates.

Piiiuilla Oaljbuij,
Mary P, Patno,
Alzina Eaton,
Susan Bennett,
Jeanette Austin,
Melissa Austin,
Betsey Yates,

Note. — All of these scholars attended school at the old frame
house in the Hubbard district.

Clarendon, No. 1. 1838.

Elviraette Lewis, Teacher.

Names of Scholars.
Mary J. Pettengill,
Arvilla Pettengill,
Emeline Inman,
Betsey Yates,
Amanda Locke,
Sophronia Millard,
Rebecca Millard,
Almira Holcomb,
T. E. G. Pettengill,
Silas Beebe,
Consider Holcomb,
Levi Brackett,
Note. — This school was held in the old frame school-house at the
Christian church the first year — and after the brick.

Amanda Yates,
Lydia Hunt,
Clarissa Locke,
Abigal Brackett,
Mary Ann Inman,
Orrilla Inman,
Polly Wetherbee,
Cornelia Hunt,
Eunice Holcomb,
Eunice Pettengill,
Sarah Locke,
Ann Yates,

Daniel Brackett,
Samuel Holcomb,
David Wetherbee,
Benjamin Wetherbee,
Henry Harris,
Joseph Brackett,
Nathaniel Brackett,
Wm. Root,
Levi Holcomb,
Orson Millard,
Samuel Wetherbee,
Judson Pettengill.

Clarendon, No. 5, 1838,
Elviraette Lewis, Teacher,

Names of Scholars.
Mary Warren,
Dicima Fuller,
Dianna Humphrey,
John Temple,
Caroline Temple,
Lucina Bennett,
Nancy Bennett,
Charlotte Grinnell,
Albert Bennett,
Abby Ann Humphrey,
Note. — This school was kept, as we have mentioned, east of Ben
nett's Corners, and was select.

William Warren,
Francis Bennett,
Lathrop Coy,
Sally Ann Coy,
Caroline Warren,
Frances Grinnell,
Eliza Jane Grinnell,
Emily A. Bennett,
Luana Bennett,
Eliza Roberts,

Leroy Coy,
Ira French,
William Bennett,
Edgar Warren,
Hiram Coy,
Ann Eliza Bennett,
Sarah Grinnell,
Cornelia Grinnell,
Charity Bennett.

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Murray. 1839.
Elviraette Lewis, Teacher.
Names of Scholars.

Mellissa Ruggles,
Mary J. Graham,
Hannah Dutcher,
Julia James,
Eliza Dutcher,

Lucy Dutcher,
Laura E. Angur,
Courson Sawyer,
Zimri Perrigo,
Mina Jenning,
James M, Berry.
Note. — This school-house was located near Farnsworth's Corners,
aud was known as the Little Old Brick.

Robert Allen,
Joseph MacOmber^
James Vincent,
Amina Sprague,
Clarissa Burlingame,

Clarendon, No. 3. 1840.
Elviraette Lewis, Teacher.

John Milliken,
Alonzo B. Lewis,
George Milliken,
Stephen Glidden,
Chester Baker,
Charles Baker,
Charles H, Bristol,
Addison Philips,
Emillus Merriman,
Orson Howard,
Horace Howard,
Oscar Howard,
Note, — This was

Names of Scholars.
Henry Tanner,
Drusilla Jenks,
Josephine Davis,
Emeline Howard,
Mary J, Willard,
Adeline Bates,
Ellen Bates,
Tryphena Baker,
Orcelia M. Lewis,
Mary J. Howard,
Alm.ira Church,
Mingrelia Lewis,
a select school in the

Emily A. Merriman,
Emma Sturges,
Julia Hardy,
Usebia Davis,
Amanda Locke,
Clarissa Locke,
Rosina McKnight,.
Lena Philips,
Betsey Philips,
George Sibley,
Nelson Sibley.

village of Clarendon.

Clarendon, District No. 3. 1846.

Malvina A. Vandyke, Teacher.

Alcy Ann Glidden,
Cynthia A. Copeland,
Harriet Darrow,
Sophronia Glidden,
Arvilla Woodard,
Jane Woodard,
Caroline F. Kirby,
Maria Tousley,
Jeannette Preston,
Jane Preston,
Amelia Newton,
Adelia Newton,
Mary Boles,

Names of Scholars.
Nancy Tousley,
Elmira Baldwin,
Martha Gibson,
Mary A. Page,
Mary Shorey,
Adelaide Targee,
Emily Grinnell,
Content Cornwell,
Sarah Fletcher,
Nathaniel Grummons,
Abram Knowles,
Edwin Martin,
Benjamin Crossett,

Alden Copeland,
Simeon Glidden,
Gustavus St. John,^
Ernest Mansfield,
Leonard Boles,
Martin Lewis,
Edward Cook,
Dallas Cook,
John Kirby,
Charles Martin,
Alden J. Keith,
Eldredge Farwell^
Abram Coy,

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71

Mary Brown, Bryan Tousley, Francis Coy,
Mary Grummons, Edward Nay, Wm. Simes,
Adelaide Church, Edwin Nay, Clinton Hood,
Lucy^A.. Foster, Nicholas Darrow, Henry Fish,
Louisa Lapp, Lewis Darrow, Henry Spencer,
Henry Martin.
Note. — This was the first winter term in the little room in the
present stone school-house — John B. King in the large room.

Clarendon. 1849.
Malvina A. Vandyke, Teacher.

Orvilla Pettengill,
Eunice Pettengill,
Mary Pettengill,
Seward Pettengill,
Darwin Inman,
William Inman,
Irving Hallock,
Amos Wetherbee,
John Wetherbee,
William Wetherbee
Sarah Wetherbee,
Delilah Clum,
Juliette Clum,
Pamelia Clum,
Wheeler Mower,
Daniel W. PuUis,

Names of Scholars.
Alonzo B. Pullis,
Alonzo Salsbury,
William Salsbury,
Alexander Salsbury,
Mariam Salsbury,
Levi Curtis,
Charles P. Bannister,
Merriman Wyman,
James Lawton,
Mary W, Root,
Emily Keeler,
Julius Rowley,
Mary Brown,
Charles Brown,
Alonzo Baldwin,

Harmon Salsbury,
Mary Barber,
Mary Potter,
Henry Bennett,
Aaron Clum,
Zebulon Packard,
Urseba Salsbury,
William H. Burns,
Chauncey Burns,
Edwin Walsworth,
Matilda M, Annis,
Stephen Salsbury,
Cyrena Clum,
Nancy J. Annis,
Antoinette Bryan,
Phoebe Raymond,

Abram Baldwin,
Note. — These scholars attended at the frame school-house at the
Christian church. Holley. 1850.
Malvina A, Vandyke, Teacher,

Marietta Keyes,
Harlan Keyes,
Berton Keyes,
Clara Keyes,
Herbert Steadman,
Isabella Rockafellow,
Harrison Rockafellow,
Isadore Rockafellow,
Daniel Standish,
Beach Standish,
Charles H, Rorabeck,
Azur H, Rorabeck,
Rohanna Carey,

Names of Scholars.
Mary Cliamberlaia,
William Vallance,
Jane Vallance,
Margaret Graves,
Franklin Porter,
Emma Porter,
Peter Cornwell,
Ann Kelley,
Eliza Wilcox,
Mary Cramer,
Mary Buel,
Julia Orr,
James Orr,

Lavina Ogden,
Caroline Orr,
Helen Miller,
Jane Morris,
William B. Clark,
James Osborn,
Almyra Patterson,
Mary Robb,
Reuben Berry,
Harriet Matson,
Mary Stone,
Charles Stone,
John Fitzgibbons,

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HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.

Jerome Carey,
Lucretia Carey,
James Smith,
Susan Cook,
Orcelia Ogden,
John W. Ogden,
Frances Harper,
Amelia Amsden,

Helen Orr,
Marion Orr,
Caroline Childs,
Sylvester L. Matson,
Milo Flanders,
Edwin Flanders,
Robert Osborne,
Thomas Osborne,

Note. — These scholars were taught in
from Dr. Cady's at Holley.

Richard Fitzgibbons,
Alfred S. Handy,
Marion Hinds,
Jacob Hinds,
John Gibson,
Mary Gibson,
James Fitzgibbons,
Isabella Orr.
the school-house across

Clarendon, No. 3. 1846.
John B. King, Teacher.

W. W. Winchester,
William Cornwell,
Albert Church,
Horace Church,
George Church,
Seth Knowles,
Albert R. Knowles,
Walter Cole,
George Parmer,
Charles Turner,
James McCrillis,
Philip Preston,
Charles Sturges,
Levi Preston,
Luther M. Peck,
H Kirk Peck,
Francis Peck,
Nicholas Darrow,
Bryan Tousley,
John H. Kirby,
Stephen Grummons,
Nathaniel Grummons,
Aurin Glidden,
Harvey Knowles,
Abram Knowles,
Philip Knowles,
W. H. Rosenbrook,
Franklin Willard,
Edward Nay,
Edwin Nay,
Henry P. Merriman,
George Dodge,
Robert Bowles,

Na/mes of Scholars.
Charles J. Martin,
E. Royce,
Clark Royce,
Joseph Thompson,
Abram A. Coy,
Abner Hopkins,
James Burch,
B. Burch,
Philemon Burch,
William Tousley,
Martin L. Winchell,
George H. Williams,
Eldredge Farwell,
William H. Burns,
Harrison Burch,
Edwin Rorebec,
William Beebe,
Lewis Beebe,
Gustavus St. John,
William Simons,
Susannah Cornwell,
Caroline Cornwell,
Lucretia Cornwell,
Content Cornwell,
Mary I. Cornwell,
Mary E. Darrow,
Sarah Maria Darrow,
Laura A. Darrow,
Harriet Darrow,
Almira Church,
Adelaide Church,
Jane Willard,
Jane Winn,
Clarissa D. Mitchell.

Emily A. Merriman,^
Louisa A. Mosher,
Rosamond Mosher,
Orilla Preston,
Jane Preston,
Janette Preston,
Lorraine Merrill,
Emma Sturges,
Mingrelia Lewis,
Leonora Lewis,
Orcilia Lewis,
Cynthia A. Copeland^,
Lucy Dutcher,
Sylvia Cone,
Lucy Knowles,
Rosaline Turner,
Mary Glidden,
Alcy A. Glidden,
Nancy Tousley,
Catharine Nay,
Abigal Thompson,
Mary M. Grummons,,
Helen Sawyer,
Arvilla Woodard,
Jane Woodard,
Mary Shorey,
Caroline F. Kirby,
Mary Bowles,
Polly Knowles,
Angeline Barker,
Susan Rorebec,
Sarah J. Fletcher,
Laura E. Farwell,

Note. — This is sworn to by John B. King, March 37, 1847, when
the term ended in stone school-house.

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73

Eolls are also in the hands of District No. 3, given by
John G. Smith, 1843 ; David N. Pettengill, 1844 ; Ira F.
Philips, 1846 ; Almon Snyder, 1847 ; S. W. Stevens, 1848 ;
David N. Pettengill, 1849 ; Malvina Vandyke, 1849; Orilla
Inman, 1849 ; Adelbert McCrillis, 1849 ; David N. Petten
gill, 1850; Sarah W. Stevens, 1850; Henry A. Pratt, 1851;
Clara B. Newman, 1852, whose list is the last in the book
and is as follows :

Emma Cook,
Charles Cook,
Mary Bowles,
Leonard Bowles,
Nancy Ogden,
George Ogden,
Leonard Ogden,
Caroline Ogden,
Georgette Mansfield,
Ernest Mansfield,
Mary Dutton,
Alvina Johnson,
Jane Johnson,
James Johnson,
Sarah Glidden,
Sophrona Glidden,
Simeon Glidden,
Lydia Lang worthy,
Erwin Langworthy,
Ogden Miller,
Charles Martin,
Henry Martin,
Edwin Martin,
Franklin Bennett,
Fowler Farwell,

Gertrude Farwell,
Ellen Farwell,
Henry W. Whipple,
George Preston,
Lyman Preston,
Gustavus St. John,
Augustus St. John,
William Lower,
Lucius Winn,
Eldredge Farwell,
John Church,
Adelaide Church,
Alva Grinnell,
Emily Grinnell,
Esther Grinnell,
Frances Coy,
Abram Coy,
Martin Lewis,
Herman Southworth,
Harrison Southworth,
Calvin Patterson,
Oliver Jenks,
Henry Copeland,
Alden Copeland,
David S. Copeland,

Cynthia A. Copeland,
Mary May,
Charles May,
Amelia Cornwell,
Homer Cornwell,
George Sherwood,
Elias Hoffman,
Rosliu Hoffman,
Caroline Gardner,
Mary Shorey,
Viola Ruler,
Nancy Toasley,
Bryan Tousley,
Mary Potter,
Charles Sturges,
Jane Preston,
Janette Preston,
Harriet Darrow,
Caroline Jenkins,
Margaret Dalton,
Ellen Dalton,
Edwin Nay,
Charles Angus,
Charles Martin.

We have also in our possession two rolls which were fur
nished us by Professor WiUiam L. French of Buffalo, but
the names are included in the lists which we have given,
with a few omissions, among which may be noticed :
Harvey Brown,
A. M. Caton,
George Cook,
B. F. Hood,
Clinton Hood,
Gilbert Woodhull.
Note. — All attending 1851 and 1852 in District No. 3 at the stone
school-house. 4

Theresa Farwell,
Ella Farwell,
Hiram Joslyn,
Selwyn Farwell,
Lydia Patterson,

Charles Wilkes,
Lewis Peck,
Luther Weirs,
Truman Webster,
Willis Whipple,

74 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
These schools were visited by the inspectors while this
office lasted, and also by trustees who took pains to come
in and see the teacher and observe the progress of the
scholars. Parents were in the habit of paying close atten
tion to their children, and it was seldom that a week
elapsed without some person like N. E. Darrow, Mrs. Wm.
H . Cooper, or Mrs. G. M. Copeland tapped at the door and
were gladly welcomed ; the ladies bringing their work with
them to make each hour as useful as possible. Now, that
the schools are so seldom visited, it would be wisdora to
have in each district certain ones appointed for this pur
pose, who should raake an annual report of their visits and
the condition of the schools, both as to teachers and schol
ars, which should be published.
Teachers in Supervisors' Record.
1856— P. A. Albert, E. H. Glidden, Julia Putman, Ann J. Cowles,
Wm. 0. Lord.
1857— James S. Feezler, M. H. Cooley, Elizabeth V. Keeler, D. 0,
Bailey, Frances F. Hull, Ellen E. Holmes, P. A. Albert, Julia Glidden,
Pamelia Glidden, Ann J. Cowles, Lydia A. Glidden, Eli D. Thomp
son. 1858— E. H. Glidden, P. A. Albert, R. E. Howard, B, F. Hood, San
ford P. Emery, H. A. Pratt, E. D. Thompson, Eva Mathes, G. D. B.
Miller, W. J, Yates, Mary J, Bartlett, Elmira Baldwin, H. A. Pratt,
Mary J. Root, George Hood, H. P. Bartlett, Walter B. Hard.
1859— Phebe Shepherd, George D. Church, A. W. Wright, A. A.
Eggleston, Miss A. Johnson, Miss Chipman, Miss E. Spencer, Miss
S. Glidden, Elmira Baldwin, Ettie M. Richardson, Frances Carp
enter. 1860— A. M. Copp, Geo. D. Church, J. R. Seeley, W. H. Taylor, A.
H. Merrill, D. P. Cheney, Emily R. Chipman, Mary J. Root, M. H.
Taylor, Sabrina Glidden, Elizabeth M. Stevens, Mary A, Post, Har
riet Darrow, Mary J. Gibson, A. P. Wetherbee, P. A. Albert, H. B.
Joslyn. 1861— Geo. D, Church, M, J, Bosworth, A, M. St. John, Mahlon
Balcom, A. P. Wetherbee, C. J. Martin, J. R. Warren, Julius Rowley,
G. B. Hood, S. G. Bartlett, Herbert Taylor, Addie Peggs, Amanda
Reed, Julina M. Wyman, Amelia E. Fargo, Alyra P. Sprague,
Sabrina Glidden, Electa L. Glidden, Maria M. Nelson, Geo. Mathes,
Marcia Smith, Cynthia A. Copeland, G. B. Hood.

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1863— John W. Kennard, D. N. Pullis, Z. B. Packard, F. S. Fur-
man, Milton J. Coy, E. H. Glidden, Julina M. Wyman, William
Westcott, Marion Patterson, E, T. Matson, H. B. Joslyn, John H.
Taylor, Wm. Emmons, Sabrina Glidden, Electa Glidden, Imogene
Brackett, Rosetta E. Maxon, Thirza Stucky, Louise C. Stevens,
Cynthia A. Copeland, M. L. Spencer, Jelina M. Wyman.
1863— Sarah Mathes, Sabrina Glidden, Electa (Hidden, A. C. Fred
erick, B. F. Standish, Milton J. Coy, Louise C. Stevens, S. E. Howard,
G. B. Hood, Charles J. Martin, A. Miller, Antoinette Fargo, Myra
Sprague. 1864 — Julia E. Comstock, Mary A. Mallony, L. E. Bosworth.
1865 — D. M. Inman, Mary J. Gibson, C. B. Cowles, Martha Hovey,
Louise J. Howard, Sarah Glidden, Maggie Wheeler, Palmyra Shep-
perd, J, D, McCrillis, F. H. Glidden, John H. Taylor, Julia M. Orr,
Angelina Glidden, Julia A. Culver, Mary E. Cramer, Mary E. Wil
cox, Hattie A. Taylor, Ella Housel, Alice J. Blanchard, Mary Schedd,
Alice S, Cranuell, Mary French, Louise J. Howard, Darwin M. In
man, Ana Bain.
1866— M. F. Roberts, Lina Comstock, D. G, Glidden, D. M. Inman,
Julia E. Comstock, Alfrida Albert, John B. Copeland, Sarah Glidden,
C. B, Cowles, F, H, Glidden, W. H. Westcott, Miss Benham, Miss
Linkletter, W. I. Hallock, Miss Comstock, Ellen Hill, Ella Coleman,
Miss A. Glidden, Prank Bosworth, E. J. Comstock, Mary B. Wilcox,
R, E,' Stuckey, Sarah Milliken, Jennie Wells, Ella Housel, A.C.Snyder.
1867 — Edward Whitney, Edward Pusey, Frances Foster, John N.
Beckley, P, H, Glidden, C, B, Cowles, Ella Housel, David S, Cope
land, C. L. Hodgeman, Pratt Nelson, Mary Linkletter, Mary E, Gar
rison, Miss Wetherbee, Clara C. Glidden, Prank McCrillis, Miss Cul
ver, Miss Wilcox, Miss A. Carey, Susie Ashby, Miss J, Miller, R,
Watson Copeland, Hattie Weed, Alice Peck, Miss Lower, Mary P.
French, Sarah Milliken.
1868 — D. M. Inman, Acinth Snyder, Smith Glidden, Agnes S.
Wood, Geo, W, Sime, Mary E. Culver, Wm, Crittenden, F. VV. Cook,,
Alfrida Albert, Mary E French, Calvin Patterson, Hattie Weed,
Emma Benham, Alice Peck, Mary E. Wilcox, Sarah Richey, Louise
Howard, Sarah Milliken, F. Glidden, Estelle Benham, Charles Reed,
Merna Humphrey, Charles Hodgeman, Frank C. Bosworth, Merna S.
Green. 1869 — Mary Gibson, Charles Edmund, Alice Peck, Julia M. Stevens,.
Alice Blanchard, lola R. Caswell, Amelia Stuckey, Sarah Richey,,
Emma Glidden, Minerva Hemingway, Estelle Benham, H. E, Hill^
Dan S, Salsbury, S. E. Bowen.
1870— A. G. Bush, Wm. Crittenden, D. M. Inman, David N. Sals
bury, Dempster J. Pratt, John Dutton, John H. Gray, Martha Hard-
enbrook, Alfrida J. Albert, Dan Salsbury, Martha Wetherbee, Emma
Durr, Agnes Wood, Minerva Green.
1871— Perry H. Carver, Helen M. Sheldon, John H. Dutton, Eva
Benham, Sarah A. Milliken, J. L. Johnson.

76 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
1873— George P. Preston, Amelia A. Stuckey, G. Newton Orcutt,
Prances O. Bieley, Pratt Nelson, P. H. Carver, S. S. Albert, Dempster
Pratt, Louis J. Hill, Libbie Lower, Marcia A. Day, Sarah V. Richey,
Helen M. Sheldon, Mary Garrison, Ettie M. Turner.
1873 — Mary E. Garrison, L. F. Nelson, Geo. P. Preston, Mary
Willard, W. H. H. GofE, Julia M. Stevens, Mary E. French, Sarah V.
Richey, Lutie Cook, J. H. Brooks, D. J. Pratt, Emma Hill, Nellie C.
Case, Franklin Holt, Rowena Crane.
1874 — Lyman Nelson, D, Pratt, Geo, C. Taylor, Rosa Fowler, Cora
Andrus, Mary Garrison, Dan Salsbury, P. P. Wilcox.
1875— George P. Preston, David N. Salsbury, Julia A. Foster, F.
P. Wilcox, Sarah Milliken, E. H. Glidden, Mary E. Willard, L. J.
Hill, H, C, Perry, Newton Orcutt, P, H, Carver, Florence M, Spier,
Louise J. Sherwood, Julia Sackett, Anna McLane, Frank McAllister,
Eliza Wilbur, Helen M. Sheldon.
1876— E. H. Glidden, Charles Glidden, Fred. H. Stevens, F. P.
Wilcox, Anna McLane, Hattie Wadsworth, Josie Philips, P. W.
Glidden, Mary French, G. P. Preston, Dan Salsbury, D. M. Falconer,
George C. Taylor, Eva Elliott, Ella L. Wyman.
1877— W. M. Haynor, G. P. Preston, P. P. Wilcox, E. H. Glidden,
P. M. McAllister, D. M. Falconer, Newell Gibson, Kate Knicker
bocker, Mary French, George B. Taylor, N. L. Cole, Lutie Cook, C.
H. Glidden, Minerva S, Green, L, J. Hill, Sarah Cook, Eva Elliott,
Ella Wetherbee, Ida Hatch, P. P. Wilcox.
1878— W. P. Glidden, Ella Wetherbee, B. L. Warren, J. Fitzgerald,
Eva Cook, T. Fitzgerald, E. H. Glidden, H. C. Perry, A. H. Sackett,
Garrett Salsbury, Mary French, P. P. Wilcox, Clara Taggart, Annie
Emery, Mary Kipp, Hattie Cook, Nora Wilcox, Marion Orr.
1879— F. W. Glidden, Mary E. Wilder, G. P. Preston, D. C. St.
John, J. F. Bryan, L, J, Hill, Sarah Cook, B, H, Glidden, Annie
Emery, Frank T, Coy, Carrie Edmonds, Lizzie Strojan, Ella Wetherbee.
1880 — James W. Lawton, Day Wilcox, J. Fitzgerald, Julia Sackett,
B. H. Glidden, R. J. McGowan, Cora Cook, Julia Hughes, Aaron
Budd, Charles Perry, P. W. Glidden, Will Glidden, J. Fitzgerald,
Sarah Fitzgerald, Anna McLane, Lina L. Warren, Genevieve L, Cook,
Annie Emery, Macy B, Hill, Julia Sackett, Jennie Cowles, Lizzie
Strojan, Ella M, Sanderson, Mamie Morgan, Dempster Pratt.
1881 — E H. Glidden, Alex. Falconer, Charles Stevens, Edward
Nelligan, R. J, McGowan, Aaron Budd, L, E. Akeley, N, L. Cole,
Annie McLane, James W. Lawton, D. J. Pratt, Lizzie Strojan, Lutie
Cook, Louisa Brooks, Elsa Root, Nellie Brackett, Louisa Allen, Anna
Potter. 1882— E. H. Glidden, G. P. Preston, Mrs. W. C. Tanson, W. C.
Tanson, Charles Falconer, J. F. Bryan, C. J. Kelley, May B. Proctor,
A. M, Potter, Alex, Falconer, W. L. Cole, Louise Brooks, B. P. True,
R. M, McGowan, Rosetta Maxon, Lizzie Strojan, Anna Emery, Jennie
Chadaey, Elizabeth C. Lower, Julia Hughes, Lilian Beck.

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1883— Aaron Budd, Charles H. Stevens, Alex. Falconer, Alva A.
Sturges, G. C. Taylor, D. C. St. John, N. L. Cole, Hattie Ellis, W. H.
Leroy, G, P. Preston, Anna L. Potter, Ella Calkins. Mamie Morgan,
W. P. Glidden, Jennie Chadsey, Mary McKeon, S. E, Coleman, Sarah
Rodwell. 1884 — D. J. Pratt, Lilian Mower, Aaron Budd, John Ryan, D. C.
St. John, Charles H. Stevens, Lucy Boots, L. J. Hill, Julia Hughes,
James Falconer, Jennie Cowles, Mary A, Lyman, Alice M, South-
worth, Effa R, Leonard, Lutie Cook, Jennie A, Wright.
1885— Addie Fowler, John Ryan, Hubert R. Glidden, R. Mills, Julia
Hughes, Hattie D. Kay, Jennie Cowles, Ada Collins, Hattie Jones,
Eva Miller, Carola Plum, Aaron Budd, Lucy Barber.
1886— Herbert S. Glidden, Julia Hughes, D. C. St. John, Charles
Wilson, C. H. Stevens, Jennie Cowles, Alfred M. Potter, Rachel
Berhing, L. J. Hill, Julia Crossett, Jennie Jones, Hattie Barber,
May B. King, George N. Brown, W, J. Thompson, J. L. Ryan, Charles
Boots, Dan Albert, W. W. Brown, Aaron Budd, Anna Thomas.
1887 — Dan Albert, Viola Williams, Hattie Milliken, Aaron Budd,
John Ryan, D. C. St. John, Frank L.Foster, Alva Salsbury, E. H. Chase,
Lola Church, B. Warren.

In filling out this list correctly the author is met with
obstacles very difficult to overcome^ such as ignorance and
want of information, as the supervisors' record does not
mark the teachers as such, leaving the writer tp guess at
the truth. David Wetherbee has furnished the author
with a list of teachers at the Christian school-house as
follows :

Harriet Baldwin,
David Matson,
Mary Sturges,
Bennett Hopkins,
M unger Hopkins,
Eunice Hopkins,
A. Burnham,
Elvi Lewis,
Lyman Matson,
E. Hallock,
Loyal Palmer,
Boxana Bates,
J. G. Smith,
Orlina Sturges,

Electa Cole,
J. G. Smith,
Julia Palmer,
D. N. Pettengill,
Alonzo Sawens,
Sarah Stevens,
R. Barker,
John Baldwin,
James Savage,
Malvina Vandyke,
E. K. Tuttle,
Amasa Howard,
Adelaide Clark,
Abigail Fairbanks,
John H. Baldwin.

J. J. Harper,
Sarah Cornwall,
John Brown,
Uriah Sackett.
Lucinda Carpenter,
Polly M. Wetherbee,
Heman M. Loomis,
Leroy R. Sanford,
Antoinette Pratt,
George M. Street,
Martin Angevine,
Henry Street,
Laura Ann Darrow,
Parmer S. Rilner,

Note — All of whom taught at Mudville, between 1835 and 1856.

78 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.

CHAPTEE IY.
EELIGION.
THE religious belief of any community is the out
growth of early impression and teaching. The ideas
of the parents, and more especially of the mother, may be
said to be the underlying strata upon which the child's
moral opinions rest. As we look back to the old mothers
of Clarendon, who taught their children the way they
should go, we discover that their shades of religious belief
were diametrically opposite. One could find in certain
households the doctrine of universal salvation ; in another,
the call to repentance and the holding out to the sinner
free grace through the atonement of the Saviour; and in
other hearts the belief that the soul sleeps until the last
great day, when the wicked will be consumed, root and
branch, and the righteous only inherit eternal life. From
the center of Clarendon to the farthest limits this diversity
of opinion prevailed, and, like a plant that has been care
fully watched and watered, it has at last attained its present
growth, the progress of which we shall give as impartially
as possible, turning neither to the right hand nor the left,
but asking only the guidance of truth in the statements
we purpose to make.
We shall open up this history with the Universalist
church, as this was the first regular society in town which
we can give in order, and was formed by the original
settlers. The first meeting of this society was held at
Holley, November 3, 1832, for the purpose of drafting a
constitution and articles of faith upon which the church

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could, in the future, operate. At this call Eldredge Far-
well was moderator and Levi Hard was clerk. It was called
the Universalist Society of Clarendon and South Murray.
Six trustees were elected, viz.: Eldredge Farwell, David
Matson, Jaraes Orr, Eli Bickford, Harrison Hatch and
Ezekiel Lee. The first members were as follows : Eldredge
Farwell, George A. Porter, James Orr, Eli Bickford, Henry
Wetherbee, David Matson, Benjamin Mallery, Ezekiel Lee,
Edward Squires, Harlow Wells, Horace Moffatt, David
Matson, Jr., Levi Hard ; in all, thirteen. These were the
foundation stones upon which the church was laid, and
they have mostly been covered for years by the dust of
time, but their work and labor has had its reward, as 1888
and all of the faded years, down to 1832, can fully show.
Every individual which we have named was of sterling
stuff; men who, as Charles Suraner once said, were of the
"vertebrate " order, and carried in their every-day life that
certain amount of " sand " which is necessary to push even
religious bodies through this opposing world.
In 1834, we find this society with 50 members, with
such additional names as Calvin, C. Patterson, Linus
Peck, L. B. Keeler, Horace Peck, Ezra F. Cogswell, Zar
deus Tousley, Jonathan Church, Harry Farwell, Joshua
Vincent, Ezekiel Hoag, James Leake, William Wright,
John Farwell, Ziniri Perrigo, Simeon Glidden, Betsy
Glidden, Betsy Matson, Cynthia Bunnell, Levi Davis, Sally
Farwell, Submit Farwell, whom we have taken out of the
list in order that some idea may be formed of the char
acter of these first followers of Ballou. The first regular
meeting at Clarendon of this society was held in the frame
school-house, the 30th day of September, 1836.
In 1835, the Universalist church was erected, the first
building of any denomination in the town. Seth Knowles
and Levi Davis were the stone-masons, and the contractor
Philip Preston. This structure was built of stone, and

80 HISTOET OF CLARENDON.
these must have been taken from the quarries in the vil
lage, as they have the same appearance as those in the
grist-mill. There was a lofty spire to this edifice, which
had a lightning-rod attached, which the school-boys loved
to climb in order to show their sailorship. When this
spire was raised. Fort Porter, the contractor, called for
some one to crawl to the highest point. George W. Far-
well said he would go as high as any other person, and,
after he had climbed a certain distance, he backed out,
came down, and said he be d  d if he would go any
higher ;" when David Matson mounted the gin-pole, and
the spire was steadied at a height of nearly seventy feet.
This spire becoming dangerous, after about forty years, it
was cut down and left as it now stands. The old bell
was bought in Troy, and since the day of its hanging has
tolled most mournfully the death of raany who heard it
ring when going to church,' and who little thought that
its iron tongue would at last tell the years they had spent
in this strange world. How often have we, when school
boys, heard it strike dolefully above us, and the teachers
and scholars all looked up with that sad and astonished
appearance which only a knell can produce upon the
soul. And how often have we watched the swallows, as
they gathered on the steeple, or some other part of the
church, as we said, to hold a funeral over some one of the
members of their busy society ; or just before they chirped
"Good-by" to Clarendon, have a parting consultation,
each one having a word of cheer and encouragement,
their little bodies full of motion, and their wings and tails
keeping tirae to the chattering music. The next morning
the old church was as solemn as a tomb-stone and as silent
as some deserted tower, for the happy swallows, in the
beautiful moonlight, had spread their wings toward the
sunny south, not to return until they were certain of a
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The interior of this church had large and long galleries,
which extended nearly around the building, where the
" gods " could look down upon those in the pews below,
and the audience crane their necks to hear the sweet
music of the choir above them. Well do we call back the
day when Horace Farwell's body was borne into this
church, followed by the Albion band playing the " Dead
March in Saul," or, when raoving slowly on foot to the
Christian burying-ground, they sweetly sounded forth the
rich notes of Pleyel's hymn, " Hark ! a Voice divides the
Sky." How many have been carried to their last home
out of the middle doors ! How many steps have sadly
moved out of the side doors, when their friends have been
taken away, that have years since followed in the same
procession to the silent city ! If this old church had only
a voice, out of its stone walls, out of its solemn bell, out
of its galleries, out of its doorways, what would it say for
the historian to chronicle ? Truly, its silence is golden,
beyond the power of all earthly language !
In this church have been held conventions, when the
auditors could daily hear the silver-tongued voice of
Montgomery, or listen with rapture to the words of Saxe,
as he warmed up over his subject. Here too, could be
seen Andrew Jackson Davis, the great disciple of spirit
ualism, walking lovingly from its portal down-town, and
upon his face bearing that aspect which his belief natur
ally inspired. In the long winter evenings the singing-
masters would here call their scholars together from all
parts of the town, while they ran up the scale from do-re-
mi-la-sol, until Foote or Marsh would make their pupils
nearly wild over this jargon, which some of the lads and
girls took advantage of by having lots of fun all among
themselves, and when the school was over they could not
tell one note if they were to be gibbeted for the failure.
Where is that old blackboard now ? Where that pointer ?

82 HISTORT OF CLARENDON.
Where those happy faces, those eyes that danced from
light beams of blue, black, gray or brown ? Some are
taking lessons of the angels, and others are waiting to join
the school when the roll is called by the Great Master
Originally the pews in this church were sold at auction,
and became the property of the purchaser absolutely. A
few seats were reserved for the stranger within the walls,
when he, too, could sit under the shadow of the sanctuary
and listen to the words of the minister from the lofty pulpit
just at the entrance to the door.
In 1869, John Church, L. A. Lambert and David
Wetherbee were appointed a committee " to remodel the
church according to their best ability." This they did by
cutting away the side galleries, changing the pulpit from
the north to the south, opposite the entrance, frescoing
the walls, placing the choir near the pulpit, changing the
seats and making the interior much more attractive and
elegant. Christmas Eves come now with Christmas ships
for the children, or trees loaded down with rich presents
from those that love to remember each other. Eose Sun
days walk forth through its aisles, and upon its altar place
beautiful flowers, and lovely children, all in white, bespeak
the happiness that bubbles within.
The movement for a parsonage was started early in
1886, and in 1887 a fine house was erected just to the west
of the church, at a nominal cost of $1,200. This adds
very much to the appearance of the property, and the
beautiful rockeries which the present pastor, Eev. F. B.
Peck, has placed on the grounds is a source of admiration
to all passers-by. If the society would plant some of the
forest shade-trees, around the circle, this would, in time,
be a charming spot. When the sun rises above the
eastern horizon, it throws its golden pencils through the
richly-painted windows of this church, and, before it dis
appears through the western doorways of sapphire and gold,
its last rays flood with beauty the quiet repose within.

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The present church was dedicated in 1837, and we give
the following list of trustees, as taken from the church
record, in the possession of the clerk, David Wetherbee :
1833 — David Matson, Eldredge Farwell, Zardeus Tousley, Henry
Smith, James Orr, Eli Bickford.
1884 — David Matson, Eldredge Farwell.
1835 — Zardeus Tousley, Levi Hard.
1836 — James Orr, John Batchelder.
1837 — Simeon Glidden, Eldredge Farwell.
1838 — Samuel Wetherbee, Zardeus Tousley.
1839 — James Orr, David Matson.
1840— Eldredge Farwell, Calvin C. Patterson,
1841— Benj, G. Pettengill, Horace Peck.
1843 — James Orr, Thomas Glidden.
1843 — Calvin C. Patterson, Zardeus Tousley.
1844 — Samuel Wetherbee, Geo. W, Farwell,
1845— Henry Kirby, Geo, W, Peck.
1846 — C. C. Patterson, James Halleck.
1847— Geo. W. Farwell, Ira B. Keeler.
1848— Ezekiel Hoag, Ira Philips.
1849— B. G. Pettengill, C. C. Patterson.
1850— G. W. Farwell, Samuel Wetherbee.
1851 — Ira Philips, Eldredge Farwell.
1853 — Horace Peck, James C. Hallock.
1853 — Samuel Wetherbee, David Matson,
1854— Henry Kirby, C. C. Patterson.
1856 — HoUis D. Matson, Hosea Shumway.
18.58— Hollis D. Matson, G, W, Farwell,
I860— T. E. G. Pettengill, James Orr.
1861- Elisha Farwell, Eldredge Farwell.
1863— T. E. G. Pettengill, David Wetherbee.
1884— C. C. Patterson, Elisha Farwell.
1865— B. G. Pettengill.
1866— David Wetherbee, B. G. Pettengill.
1868 — John M. Wetherbee, Ebenezer Culver.
1871 — Ebenezer Culver, Amos Pettengill.
1873 — Perry Culver, David Wetherbee.
1873 — D. W. Akeley, Amasa Patterson.
1874 — David Matson, Ebenezer Culver.
1875 — David Wetherbee.
1876 — Geo. D, Cramer, Stephen Church,
1877— David Matson, E, Culver,
1878—0, P. Culver, David Wetherbee,
1879 — Irving W, Hollister, G. D. Cramer, John L. McCrillis,
1881 — Charles H. Matson, Byron Tascar.
1883 — George P. Preston, L. A. Lambert.
1884 — Perry Culver, Amos Pettengill.
1885— John L. M. McCrillis, Britt Andros.
1886— Walter T. Pettengill, L. A. Lambert.
1887 — Peiry Culvtr, George Thomas.
1888— Britt Andros, George D. Cramer.

84 HISTORT OF CLAEENDON.
From 1837, the ministers which have been on this
charge are given by David Wetherbee in the following
order: Hammond, Nathan Sawyer, L. L. Spalding, Seth
Eemington, F. L. Clark, W. B. Cook, A. Kelsey, D. C.
Tomlinson, H. L. Hayward, A. Kelsey, J. J. Austin, W.
Snell, Wra. Knott, W. B. Eandolph, J. W. Broeffie, W. C.
Tanson, E. E. Ottoway, Wm. Knott, F. B. Peck, who is
the present pastor, full of energy and ready at any moment
to take his place at the wheel of labor. According to the
statement of the pastor, the regular membership is now 30,
and the attendance, as a rule, is very good.
The Sunday-school was organized in 1843 — Ira B. Keeler
first superintendent — and has Mrs. Geo. D. Cramer as
superintendent, with an attendance of nearly forty
scholars. T. E. G. Pettengill has given an additional list
of preachers, as Simpson, Morton, Whitnall, Townsend,
Peck, Sadler, Doolittle, Abul, Sawyer, Eemington, Clark,
Smith, Jones and Chase.
If we step outside of Clarendon village we shall find that
the Christian Society was organized in Murray, September,
1815, by the addition of a few names by Daniel Brackett,
and on November 1, 1815, other persons by Elder Morris,
and in the month of March, 1817, the church was regu
larly organized by Elder Eobinson Smith and Elder
Badger. Some of the early members of this society we
. have taken from the church record, in the hands of Josiah
Lawton, viz. : Jesse Evarts, Wm. B. Worden, Levi Preston,
William Burnham, Thaddeus Austin, Frederick Cogswell,
Alpha 0. Eose, Thomas Annis, Landon Hood, Sally Tous
ley, Jeremiah Austin, Polly Austin, Betsy Pierce, Phebe
Burnham, Anna Preston, Dorcas Evarts, Sarah Brackett,
Esther Miller, Susanah Euss, Mary Salisbury, and all
these were merabers in 1815.
In October, 1829, the Murray and East church at Ben
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into the charge of John Millard, who was one of the chief
¦corner-stones of this society. In the Bennett's Corners
school-house, during revivals, we find such old preachers
as Elder Call, Elder Badger, Elder Gates, Smith, Bigelow,
Blake, Harrison, Hannibal, Parker, Eollins and Brackett,
who used only a chair for their pulpit. The Bible and
hymn-book were the only written sermons they possessed,
and no doubt the common people heard them as gladly as
nowadays, when it takes the minister a large share of his
time to prepare an intellectual feast for his auditors ; and
they must be courted and satisfied, or his head is as cer
tain to fall as was one of the Girondists during the Eeign
of Terror. These old school-benches were of hemlock, and
they had no cushions on which to stretch their weary limbs
when the prayer became tiresome, or the sermon too prosy.
To these meetings in East Clarendon the people came in
crowds in wagons or sleighs, and whether church-going
was more fashionable than at the present we cannot say,
but this part of the town at this day is only now and then
visited by the minister, as he much prefers to occupy his
own pulpit, and take life easy, than to ride over here, where
bare walls and hard seats only welcome his coming. In the
school-house at the Christian church. Elder David Mil
lard, Elder Danford, Call, Blake, Adams and Brackett
•could be heard in the brick walls. One of the girls attend
ing one of these meetings in a wine-colored pressed flannel
¦dress, a certain sister remarked that " she was getting to be
awful proud." What would this dear sister say if she was
on earth now ?
A certain elder, one night, left his buggy where the boys
could examine it thoroughly, which they did, and finally
took off the wheels and buried them under the roots of a
tree on the Alexander Annis place. The brethren were
terribly worked up over this trick and raked the Jefferson
lake to find them. When E. P. True was the occupant of

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the Annis possessions, while he was plowing his share
caught in something, and when he came to examine he
found two old buggy wheels, which belonged formerly to
the elder, who long before had gone to his reward, and
many of the naughty boys either before or after.
The Christian church at the " Corners," on the Barre
road, was erected in 1838, by the Preston brothers of that
day, who were first-class workmen. Manning Packard and
Ebenezer Eeed were also handlers of the plane and saw on
this edifice, and Stafford, from Stafford in Genesee County,
raised the spire and did the furnishing. The foundation
walls were laid by Samuel Salisbury, and the first regular
minister was Elder Blake, who prophesied that the world
would come to an end in 1844. Perhaps he had in his
spirit's eye the earthquake which did take place in 1844.
We can give the name of A. Cornish, who was the pastor
in 1841, preaching every other Sabbath, and receiving the
sum of one hundred dollars for his support; the deacons
to supply his place. In 1852, W. T. Caton occupied the
desk; 1858, Elder Eichard B. Davis; 1859, Elder 0. E.
Bryant; 1861, Elder J. E. Hoag and T. D. Childs; 1862,
Aaron C. Parker.
In 1830, at a church meeting of this society, it was
resolved that a fund be raised for preaching brethren in
penurious circumstances, and one dollar and thirty-one
<;ents was collected for a cloak for Elder Gates ; and other
subscriptions were handed in for needy ministers in suras
of one shilling and up to two shillings, which were re
ceived by John Millard, Thoraas Annis and Elizur Warren,
as deacons.
The records in this church are so uncertain that we can
not rely upon them as evidence sufficient to base truth on,
and therefore we leave them and give the name of James
W. Lawton, who filled the pulpit with marked ability in
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Clark, who have now retired, and the church is supplied
by different ministers. The support and maintenance of a
minister has now become a matter of business, and lip ser
vice, in the nature of tongue wishes, rarely fill the pastor's
purse with money, or supply his family with the comforts
and necessities of life. Over at the " Brown school-house,"
where Andrew Brown was chorister, the Protestant Meth-
-odists had a strong society, and Elder Payne, Elder Miller
and Elder Parker were the spiritual teachers, who pointed
by faith the eyes and minds of their hearers to a better
oountry. Where are they now ?
This society fell into a church lawsuit, which is one of
the devil's easiest methods to break up union and demon
strate, as the blessed Saviour says, " that a house divided
against itself cannot stand ; " and this rule is absolute in
all religious bodies. The noted " White Mountain " suit
between one brother and sister, when Benjamin G. Petten
gill was called in for three days to swear the witnesses, in
order that they might be believed, broke this society in
pieces, and no longer we hear of meetings held by Protest
ant Methodists in Clarendon.
At the Eobinson school-house there were also meetings
held at a very early day, and the hearers would generally
take their dinners with them, hearing two sermons, in the
forenoon and afternoon, sitting on planks that had logs of
wood under them, and coming to the conclusion that Sun
day was one of the hardest days in the week, so far as sit
ting was concerned. When Giles Orcutt was one of the
chief props of the United Brethren at this point, a church
building was erected in which services were held, and,
night after night, one minister, by the name of Hill, thun
dered in the ears of his hearers, and the interest for a time
seemed to be lasting. But some evil power crept in here
also and now this house, where once prayer was wont to be
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decay, a sad picture of what has been since brother Orcutt
went over the river.
At the Cook school-house, Shubael Stevens, in the years
gone by, held forth to large congregations, and quite often
Elder Eollins, of Byron, would appear with his pleasant
face and be listened to with delight by his many friends.
Sunday-schools have been held at these points, but at pres
ent the children have no one to call them together and
they must remain at home during the Lord's day, or, if
they have a desire, ride either to Clarendon, Byron or
Pumpkin Hill to service.
The old red school-house in the Glidden district over
forty years ago was filled by those who came to hear from
the Word of God. And the same might be said of the
Cowles ; but now all is changed, and it has been long years
since the neighbors met to hear of heaven and hell. This
portion of the town can, if they desire, drive their fine
teams and carriages to Holley, Brockport or West Sweden,
or idle away the Sabbath at home. Whether the people in
the town generally were more religious than at present we
know not, but of this we are certain, that the school-houses
no longer echo to the tread of the minister and his hearers,
or the voice of praise rises out of the windows to reach the
courts above. Straws tell which way the wind blows, and
we leave the reader to form his own opinion as to the relig
ious current in the school districts of Clarendon iu 1888.
The Methodist society in Clarendon is an offshoot from
the Hulberton charge, of which it forms a part. The old
church in Hulberton was built in 1832, and with its grave
yard in the rear fast sinking in, and filled with weeds,
bushes and briers, convinces the visitor that the memory
of the bodies here entombed is not very precious, either
in the sight or mind of those left behind. After the Stur
ges store had been erected, and when one room could be
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attending here to hear Sabbath-school lessons explained,
and look into pasteboard books that we had no love for;
as they abounded in long homilies on doctrines of faith,
which we at that age did not understand, and in which
we took no interest.
After the old Cottage Inn of 1839 was abandoned by
the guest and traveler, and the hall no longer echoed to
the step of the dancer, this room was taken possession
of, and meetings were held here. The Clarendon society
was very feeble, and Methodists were looked upon very
much as the Puritans were by the Cavaliers of the days of
Charles II. , and considered to be too particular in their
dress, or in their ideas of religion. But time rolled, one
by one, these prejudices out of the way of Methodism,
and in 1852 George M. Copeland gave land upon whicli a
church was erected, James Winn being the builder. The
church was dedicated by Sumner Smith, and the small
membership felt that they had a heavy burden upon their
shoulders to sustain. But there were in this church mem
bers who were ready to do all in their power to advance
its interests, and the names of Gibson and Vandyke, who
have since gone to their reward ; while among the women,
Mrs. T. G. McAUister, Mrs. William H. Cooper, Mrs.
Laura A. Copeland and Mrs. Benjamin Copeland, may be
mentioned as a few whose every-day life made that spirit
ual impression upon the minds of the world, that in mor
als had a powerful effect, and brought many accessions to
the church that otherwise would have remained outside the
pale. The church at this time required funds to keep its
spiritual life in being, and fortunate was it in having
George M. Copeland, in the old stone store, to look, not
¦only to its building, but also to its financial management-
In process of time sheds were put up, standing to the
•east of the church, and forming the west line of George
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90 HISTOET OF CLARENDON.
been removed, and now the attendants can hitch their
horses across from L. A. Lambert's, on Byron street.
Formerly the church looked to the south, fronting the old
red shop, and had large steps that ascended from Brock
port street, with a wide platform before the entrance. On
either side one could go aloft into the gallery, which ran
across the south end, where the choir sat, and Henry C.
Martin blew his flute, while the singers' voices could be
heard above its sweet notes. The audience looked to the
north, facing the pulpit, which was heavy and massive,
with lamps covered with globes, on either side, and a chan
delier of the same character suspended from the ceiling.
The church was turned to the west, the interior greatly
changed, stained windows introduced, and at present it
has, with its vestry-room, a much more pleasing appearance
than formerly. No longer the grand old poplar stands near
its side, looking down upon the passer-by, or breathing a
welcome to all that came within its shade. The sweet
tones of the flute have died away, and the organ has taken
its place, and the voices we once loved to hear in our
boyhood days have, like some echo, been lost forever.
Where are the faces we delighted to look upon in the church
service, or in the evening meeting, or the Sunday-school ?
Where now the heart-smiles that came from eyes glad to see
us, and extend a hearty welcome ? Where now those low,
plaintive hymns that floated away upon the air ? They
are as silent as the lips of the singers, and sometimes we
think that they were too spiritual for this money-day, and
so have followed their lovers to that blessed country. We
hear no more the deep, earnest prayer of Brother Vandyke !
No raore the soul-felt words of Brother Gibson ! Or, like
some whisper, which we bend to hear, the soft words of
that mother,, and those other beautiful thoughts from noble
women, who have since taken their journey to that land
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the sparrows, as they talk to each other from the steeple ;
we may in the summer month of June stoop to pick roses
as sweet as heaven can make them ; we may pause to hear
¦echoes that we once knew ; but in vain do we call back the
Past, " it is now only the memory- writing of the soul that
we may know," only the phonograph music that we can
hear in the chambers of the heart. If, as Carlyle says,
words are never lost, but go down through eternity, what,
then, will the treasure of this church bring forth when the
books are opened, and its pages once more speak as in the
voices of long ago ?
In 1821 the Sweden Circuit of the Genesee Conference
of the Methodist Church was formed, and John Cosart and
James Hemingway were appointed elders. This must have
embraced Clarendon, but no mention is made of this fact
in Conable's History of the Genesee Conference, and no
report is made of the church edifice which George M.
Copeland, through James Winn as carpenter, built in 1851,
on land which he gave for this purpose. School-houses,
with the hall in the abandoned Cottage Inn, and the room
above G. M. Copeland's store, were the places of meeting,
and on February 13, 1848, a meeting was called for Feb
ruary 28, 1848, for the purpose of organizing the Methodist
Society of Clarendon, and on this date they made Eev.
Eeuben C. Foot and George M. Copeland chairmen, and
elected as trustees for that year, Williara Gibson for three
years, Daniel Carpenter, Norton Webster, George M.
Copeland and Benjamin Pettengill.
1849 — Benjamin Pettengill, for three years.
1850 — Norton L. Webster and George M. Copeland, three years.
Subscription for church.
1851 — Daniel Carpenter and William Gibson elected for three
years. 1852 — Benjamin Pettengill, three years.
1851 — Thirty-nine seats sold, by contract, for |1,455, to different
parties. 1853 — N. L. Webster and George M. Copeland, three years. Deeds
given for seats.

92 HISTOET OF CLARENDON.
1863 — N. L. Webster, two years, Benjamin Pettengill two years,
George M. Copeland, two years, Daniel Carpenter, three years, Har
ley Hood, three years. Re-incorporated this year under the same
name. 1864 — Norton L. Webster made trustee for three years.
1865 — George M. Copeland and Benjamin Pettengill, three years.
1868 — Norton L. Webster, for two years, and Harley Hood for
one year. Election changed from February to January, the third
Monday. 1868 — Enlargement of the church to the amount of $2,500. D. D.
Cook, pastor. House re-dedicated January 14, 1859. Rev. D. W. C.
Huntington gave sermon. Rev. S. Hunt superintended collection
($1,100 raised), assisted by Elder Thomas Chambers. Rev. S. Seager,
Presiding Elder.
1869 — Benjamin Pettengill and George M. Copeland, trustees three
years. 1870 — John Richey and Simeon D. Coleman, three years. Sexton
appointed at a regular salary. Organ purchased of H. C. Martin.
1871 — N. E. Darrow made trustee for three years ; George
Sturges, sexton ; David P. Wilcox, treasurer of penny collection
fund. 1872 — George M. Copeland and Benjamin Pettingill, for three
years. 1873 — John Richey and Hiram Joslyn, three years.
1874 — N. E. Darrow for three years. Isaac Kelley was made sex
ton at $50 a year.
1875 — George M. Copeland and Benjamin Pettengill, three years.
1876 — Thomas Turner and Hiram Joslyn, for three years.
1877 — N. E. Darrow, three years.
1878 — Benjamin Pettengill, three years, and George M. Copeland.
George M, Copeland offered a lot for parsonage. Subscription for a
parsonage. 1879 — Simeon D. Coleman, Hiram Joslyn and Thomas Turner, for
three years,
1880 — N, E, Darrow for three years.
1881 — Benjamin Pettengill and George M. Copeland, for three
years. Parsonage barn-contract given to George Mathes.
1882 — Church out of debt, as to buildings and other matters.
1882 — Simeon D. Coleman and Thomas Turner, for three years.
Exchange of shed lots.
1883 — N. E. Darrow, for three years.
1884 — Benjamin Pettengill and George M. Copeland, three years.
Session-room addition. Loss by fire adjusted.
1885 — Simeon D. Coleman and Thomas Turner, three years. Voted
to have seven trustees. David P. Wilcox, one year, James Gibson,
three years.
1886 — Nicholas E. Darrow and David P. Wilcox, three years.
Election of trustees as to notice.
1887 — James Gibson and George M. Copeland, three years.
1888 — S. D. Coleman, George H. Turner, for three years, and
James Carman in place of David P. Wilcox, resigned.

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Among the different ministers since 1852, we may name:
Conable, Lankton, Eichards, Cook, Barrett, McEwin,
Sparrow, Woods, Swift, Staples, Tuttle, Swartz, Maryott
and Craw.
There have been in Clarendon members of other denom
inations, such as the Baptist and Presbyterian, who have
attended church either at Holley, Byron Center or Pump
kin Hill, and at an early day at West Sweden; but when
Horatio Reed, of Bergen, passed away this year, he was the
last representative of a church that stands now deserted,
save for shows and political meetings. The Catholic
church has nearly two hundred communicants in town,
and they attend at Holley, under the charge of Eev. James
Leddy, who is considered by the whole church to be a
priest of fine mind, and very spiritual in his nature and
life. Patrick McKeon, of Clarendon, has been trustee of
the Holley church for seven years, aud is well constituted
to discharge the duties of tliis office, and has lived to see
the whole indebtedness paid, and the church established
upon the rock of safety and progression.

94 HISTORY OF CLAEENDON.

CHAPTEE V.
HOLLET EOAD.
WE have thought it best to take the principal roads of
Clarendon with all others intersecting them, as they
radiate to the different points of the compass, giving to each
of them the name that they have generally borne, and, in
other instances, naming them after some early settler or
other person, by which they might plainly be distinguished
both at home and abroad. The surveys have been taken
from the town book, which bears date 1824, but which
contains surveys from the original town book, when this
town was know as Sweden, prior to 1821. Wo have not
been able to find an original survey of the Holley road as
it leads from Clarendon to Holley, and shall, therefore,
pass this over and confine ourselves to the road as it was
first known to the oldest inhabitant.
In the year 1815, what is now known as the Uolley road
was a heavy growth of timber, beech and maple, save here
aud there ash in the low or swampy portions. The traveler
had the privilege of following a narrow path, and even this
was but little used, as Holley had, at this time, only a shantv
existence, and the foundation of this place was the work of
Aaiao Hamlin, who was the chief merchant, and did all in
his power to build up its interests. It is said that he con
tributed fifteen hundred dollars out of his own means to
make a direct communication through Clarendon to Byron,
and thus encourage trade toward Holley, which might
have been diverted to Scio, as Hulberton was formerly
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Colonel Nicholas B. Darrow, raised a log-house near the
spot now occupied by the late residence of George S. Sals
bury and his wife, Amanda Annis, who now owns the land.
The woods all around heard from morning until night the
ring of Nicholas E. and Lewis Darrow's axes, and orchards
now yield fruit where at that day giant trees cast their
shadows. When Nicholas was a lad he brought from
Churchville to this home three small cherry sprouts, and
these were placed in the soil near the log-house. Two of
these sprigs lived, and persons in passing, took shoots from
the first cherry trees of which we have any knowledge in
Clarendon. In 1820, a stranger, having grafted apple trees, stopped
at Spafford's over night, and for his lodging gave two trees,
the one a russet and the other a greening, which were named
Father and Mother, and were the first grafted trees in this
section of the town. The Father still stands just in front
of the house, overhanging the highway, and during the
war, when apples were five dollars a barrel, the sum of one
hundred dollars was realized from this noble tree.
When this road was cut through to Holley, it ran farther
to the east, in a line south of the present orchard of A. J.
Potter, passing to the east of Alexander 0. Salsbury's
house, over the hill toward Holley, due north. There was
a log-house at this time on the east side, near Hiram
Joslyns, in which lived one Davis. He made spinning-
wheels where now the Hood road angles to the north-west
into the Hood district. Many of the early residents of
Clarendon used his wheels when spinning was the order
of the day. When this road was a marked path, Hiram
Spafford lived just to the north of John Nelson's present
line fence. He was a noted deer hunter, and in the old-
fashioned game of base-ball had few equals. In those days,
Cyrus Hood, Alvin Hood and Willard Dodge were all noted
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96 HISTOET OP CLAEENDON.
Hiram threw in the middle, and but rarely allowed one to
miss his judgment. Once upon a time he was arrested by
Constable Savis, and held in durance vile at Col. Lewis',
on the Byron road, but he broke his bonds, fled into the
woods, and that was the last time that Clarendon or the
constable knew of his presence.
Orlin Spafford built his fires where now A. J. Potter has
his home, and at McOarty's, Daniel Foster could be seen to-
go in and out of his shanty. The old stone house on top
of the hill, where John Nelson resides, was built from the
money of Amos Cady, by Lyman Young, who did the
wood-work in 1832. This Young was also a worker on the
Farwell Mills, and moved into Ohio. This place is one of
the most sitely between Clarendon and Holley, and has not
only the benefit of July and August breezes, but also the
full influence of December and March winds. In 1815,.
there was only one house north of Broadstreet Spafford's,
and this was Eeuben Lucas's, on the old Hutch possessions
before entering Holley. The first frame-house on this road
is the weather-beaten one, with heavy porch, across from
Amanda Salsbury's, and was built by Lewis Darrow in
1829. The Luke Turner house, now occupied by Corydon,
Northway, is nearly of the same age. In 1821, Benjamin
Harper lived across from the peach orchard, where a few
years since Hiram B. Joslyn had the finest of fruit, until
the "yellows" came in and forced him to dig the trees up
by the roots.
Farther to the east, toward the Indian lot, one William
Hiscock saw the smoke rise heavenward, but whether he
was one of the stock from which our State Senator sprang,.
we are unable to state. The frame-house, when Harley
Hood took his departure to the unknown country, was
originally framed by John Milliken, who has now laid
down his bundle and rests quietly by the wayside of
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long before Harley left the Hood district, where he once
labored, eat and slept. East of Harley Hood's was Jotham
Bellows, and if he possessed any of the peculiarities of his
noted son he must have been worthy of observation and
reflection. Every traveler over this road can but call to
mind the large poplar to the south of Harley Hood's, which
has braved the storms of Clarendon for at least seventy
years. Blown down in January, 1889. When this tree
was about the size of a man's arm, Captain Aseph Perry
and Alvin Ogden had their home near its shadow. The
large willows just below the bridge, south of Amanda
Salsbury's, were placed there by the Darrow brothers,
when they occupied the land, but they have been cut
down, and no one was present to say, " Woodman,
spare that tree," and the place that knew them for
over fifty years now knows them no more. The Darrow
brothers cleared up the whole of the Spafford home
stead and fifty acres toward Alexander C. Salsbury's, and
to the west on the Sawyer road. Charles Burns, the father
of Mrs. Josiah Lawton, came on to the William Gibson
place in 1828, frora the town of Oppingham, in Mont
gomery county of this state, and went to Ohio in 1836.
He was overseer of this road district in 1835, a very large
man, full of native push and energy. He built the first
grain and horse-barns on the Gibson place, and set out the
old orchards.
At this time there was no neighbor north until Lucas
was reached, and on the Hood road the deep woods
abounded. It was rumored at this tirae that one person
was thrown into the Lucas well, which stood on the west
side of the present highway, as the individual very myste
riously disappeared and the well was filled with stones.
Thoraas Burns built a canal-boat in 1835 back of Charles
Burns' barns, and it was drawn by tearas of Burns and
Cady to Holley, and sailed the raging Erie at that early
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98 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
day on a fishing excursion. In 1831 Mrs. Josiah Lawton
was often, with other children, in the winter-time, hauled
to the Hood frame school-house by William Hopkins in a
crockery crate, which must have been a fine cutter. One
Phillips who lived on this road was in the habit of pound
ing his wife when he was loaded with fresh still whisky at
two shillings a gallon. She ran for protection to Amos
Cady's, where William Gibson on the said evening hap
pened to be. Over came the irate husband to drag his wife
home, followed at the heels by a gang of Holley roughs.
Gibson was naturally very quiet and peaceable, but when
he snatched the tongs from the fire-place and cleaned out
this mob, they came to the conclusion, as usual, that Clar
endon had too much brawn and blood for Holley to tackle.
The home of Alburn Joslyn was formerly the homestead
of Jabez Joslyn, also the father of Hiram. The old or
chards all bear the Joslyn stamp, and one would know by
their lofty trunks that they belonged to a day when men
wished to elevate themselves as high as possible above sub
lunary things. In the Hood settlement, around the Hood
school-house, Cyrus, Chauncey, George and Harley all held
brotherly communion. Alvin Hood studied medicine un
der Dr. Carter, but whether he left auy graves behind him
we cannot say.
Jacob Sawyer, after whom we have named the road which
leads by the school-house toward Holley, was the owner of
the lands over the way from where the pedagogue, in his
" noisy mansion, skilled to rule," taught the district school.
In an early day, Oliver Harper was on the Sawyer premises,
and, latterly, Col. Charles Jaraes, once collector of San
Fraucisco, held sway, until he left the place, forsaken, only
by tansy and other weeds, to garable in Wall-street stocks.
A large oak tree whispered its leafy words years ago near
A. J. Potter's, and the shade-trees on either side were put
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light in cutting down the grand and lofty maples, leaving,
by chance, one near Hiram Joslyn's and another farther to
the south and west. When Lewis and Nicholas E. Darrow
were nine years of age they had axes to chop with, and
their muscles must have been as the- bark of the irouAvood
compared with that of the youth of 1888.
When Broadstreet Spafford raised his log-house, a short
distance to the east could be seen the poles where formerly
the Indians had fifty lodges. In 1815 Spafford killed the
last gray wolf seen in this section and was paid a state aud
county bounty of ten dollars each.
Lewis Darrow died at the age of thirty, having received
a hemorrhage from jumping against Guy Salisbury, whom
he beat, after the latter person had proclaimed himself the
champion jumper of Clarendon. When Nicholas E. Dar
row was a district school-teacher he was much puzzled over
that rhyming exaraple in Ostrander's Arithmetic, and for
days and nights he could not arrive at the solution, until
one night, when going to a country dance through the
woods, some spirit came to his rescue, and he no longer saw
through a glass darkly, but figure to figure.
John Eeed of Sweden at one time owned one hundi-ed
acres of beautiful wood, now commanded by the Chace
mansion in its view. At this time there was only a small
clearing to the north on the Sawyer road and Eeed in
tended this fine property as his future home. He sold out
to James Miller in 1840, and Martin Coy was offered the
whole lot for forty dollars an acre and was afraid to buy.
Abram Salisbury sold out to C. H. Chace for some twelve
thousand dollars, and the ex-Mayor of Kansas City would
not sell an acre which he owns less than two hundred
dollars. Across the road from the Chace mansion, when
the country was new, were a number of large cucum
ber trees, and many of the fine butter-bowls which the
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avenue of maples which reaches from the south line of the
Chace property was set out in 1859 by James Miller, and
the trees were dug up to the west of the house by one
Murphy, and are to-day beautiful to look upon ; the grand
est monument that Miller could have possibly erected to
his memory. If the old settlers, or those living at this
tirae, had followed his example, the road from Clarendon
to Holley would have been one of the finest avenues in
the whole country, and would have blessed men who are
now nearly forgotten.
The stone barns on the Chace property, as well as the
walls, were all built of red sandstone taken from the fields
near by. If we pass down by Curtis's mills, we shall find
the fields covered with sandstones of this quality, so that
one can pass from one to the other in the lots. St. Paul's
church in Buffalo was built out of stone which came from
Sarauel Copeland's quarry in Hulberton, and this is only a
continuation of the same strata which may be found adja
cent to this road. The very large orchard of one hundred
acres on the Sawyer road, which was planted under the
orders of Frost, of Eochester, will produce in 1888 about
six thousand dollars worth of apples. Charles James had
at one time, on the same road, twelve acres of pears, and at
present the yield of currants is very great.
The number of orchards on this road reach fifteen, and
year after year, except in rare seasons, the supply of apples
for the Holley market is very large. These apples stand an
ocean voyage well and are to be found on the tables of the
old world. Formerly the trees were allowed to grow high,
requiring ladders of thirty feet or more to reach them, but
latterly the tops have been cut out and they are much more
accessible to the picker.
To the south of John Nelson's is the old gravel-pit from
which many thousands of loads of gravel have been taken
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tengill did much labor in the improvement of this road,
but the heavy loads of cider and vinegar which they have
daily drawn over it, have, in bad seasons, made it almost
impassable, and the time will surely come when stone-
crushers will be brought into use to raake this highway
what it should be, firm and lasting. One of the chief
objections to foot-travel may be found in the presence of
large quantities of weeds, that are allowed to grow from
year to year, despite the laws to the contrary. If the poll
system was at once abolished, and a road comraissioner
made wholly responsible for the appearance and condition
of the highway, then we should see native grasses growing
luxuriantly, which could be mowed by the owners or occu
pants as they would their fields. The soil on this road is
mostly a sandy loam, there being but little yellow clay,
and that in the lowlands. Abram Salsbury has sold, on
this road, land enough to make a sraall park for the vil
lage of Holley, and trees have already been planted.
As we go down the Curtis road, which leads to the old
mills of Curtis and Lucas, we find ourselves at once in
the presence of an old stone-mill, which has been used as
a cider-mill for many years. At this point Eeuben
Lucas had a grist-mill, and all the old surveys by Chaun
cey Eobinson make this a noted spot. A frame saw-mill
converted many logs into lumber here. Curtis at one
time made tables, stands and lounges, and Horace Peck, in
1887, had in his possession an old table of his workman
ship. Thomas Ennis built the old stone-house of Lucas',
also the stone school-house and stone blacksmith-shop in
Holley, and the foundation of David Sturges' house in
Clarendon. Meetings were at one time held at Curtis'
stone-house, where the neighbors came to join in prayer
and praise. There was one log-house to the south of
Curtis' in 1836, and Daniel Avery lived across the creek.
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Corners, or Mudville, were sawed at the saw-mill of Lucas
and Curtis over fifty years ago.
Daniel Avery, in one of his nightly excursions on the
Wyman road, gave the great rock in front of Martin
Higgins' a stunning blow, thinking it some giant in his
pathway. William R. Avery was one of Clarendon's best
fiddlers in the old log-cabin days. Time has made many
marked improvements in this section, and the fine home
of Martin Hennessey, on the Curtis road, stands where
once the scholars could hear the stentorian voice of Luther
Peck, when he handled the rod. James Nelson rests
quietly in his happy home where formerly a different race
had their abode, as the Albany Museum can show at this
day. The water roars through the ravine into the gulf as
it did when the channel was first opened, but its notes
are not so loud ; its voice has died away into a ripple,
and the red-man would mourn over the change if he sat
again by its murmurs. Only one of the old inhabitants
is left, in the person of Hiram Joslyn, and his early friends
have all taken their silent journey. The fences, walls,
orchards and many of the houses have a sad language
that whispers of faces that time has rubbed from the cameo
of life.

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CHAPTEE VL
BROCKPORT EOAD.
rpHE first mention which we have of this road, well
-L known to the old settlers, is to be found in a survey
made in 1816, by Zenas Case, Elisha Brace and David
Glidden, of that year, and recorded in the old town-book,
giving metes and bounds. This has from that day been
known as the fourth section road, but we have given it
the above narae from the fact that it leads east and north
from Clarendon to Brockport. This is the same route
over which Eldredge Farwell traveled with his family frora
the creek, where now William Stuckey lives, in 1811, in
the month of March. This road at present joins the
Lake road to the east, which runs from Le-Eoy to Lake
Ontario, from which it received its name. The surveys
have been changed at different times, even up to 1819,
when it seems to have been settled in the minds of the
pioneers. In 1815, this road was but a path, and ran
across the lands of Benjamin Thomas, lately Josiah
Clark's place, in almost a straight line to Farwell's Mills or
Clarendon. Horace Peck, in 1816, traveled this road or path through
the deep woods, with only a clearing now and then, the
whole distance from the Lake road to Farwell's Mills. At
this time Alanson Dudley had purchased of Eldredge Far-
well a triangular piece of land which joined William D.
Dudley on the Byron road, and which is now in the posses
sion of Martha and Sarepta Evarts. There was no house
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104 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
below Hill's or Bennett's Corners to the " Mills." Shortly
after, a log-house rose in the woods, where now the fine
residence of William Stuckey greets the eye, where a son
of Crispin, in 1821, by the name of Elnathan Johnson,
made shoes, and they lasted well, as Nicholas E. Darrow
remembers, for he knew their quality and power of endur
ance by actual wearing. After the departure of Johnson,
Dr. Benjamin Bussey moved into the shanty, and he was,
as we have stated, the first regular physician located in
Clarendon. The doctor's wife was a noted fiddler, and
this was known to all the country round as the place for
the lads and lassies to hoe it down on the basswood floor.
Allen, from Sandy Creek, a well-known violinist, often
rosined the bow here, but he has long since passed away
and met his Paganani and Ole Bull in that country where
music had its origin. The dancers generally gathered
here as early as seven in the evening, and the rosy streaks
of the morning beheld the trip of the light fantastic toe,
or the whirl of boots that belonged to a race of sturdy
lads. There was no calling-off in those days, the fiddler
having his or her soul centered in the strings of the violin.
When the boys became thirsty, whisky-sling was passed
around, while the girls took a little wine for the stomach's
sake. Two lads generally carried to the dancers maple-
sugar shortcake, which was eaten standing, while dough
nuts helped to fill up the demands of hunger, without
plates, knives or tables. What fun these simple couples
must have had in their log-cabin jokes, long before style
came in to teach Clarendon the hypocrisy of affectation !
The "-violinist was paid one and two shillings for each
couple, and "all went merry as a marriage bell." Some
walked home with their lassies, others had ox-sleds on
which to draw their loves, and occasionally a nag bore horae
the precious burden of home-made flannel or fifty-cent
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ox-sled overturned the boys and girls in the forest, and left
them for the moment, as he said, " heads and points," in
rare confusion. Old Dame Nature laughed so heartily
that night that some of the trees split themselves just in
fun. But these girls had no catarrh to snuff, or rheu
matism to grunt, and what was the use of living without
some change or variation in the monotony.
In the old orchard, south of the creek, not far from A.
D. Cook's home, Isaac Hunton snored loud enough to
awaken Eip Van Winkle, if he had been on earth at this
time. To the east was the dwelling of Jeremiah Glidden,
on the George Mathes estate, and he flrst planted the old
fruit-trees and did the original clearing. The present
frame-house was boarded by Simeon Howard, who laid
his body, years ago, in a house of a different character,
under Clarendon's soil. As the records show, Jeremiah
Glidden was our supervisor in 1823 and 1834, and in 1821
his road-tax was four days. Nathaniel Hun toon, in the
same year, lived in this district, and his abiding-place was
where the pump of Col. N. E. Darrow sends forth its lime
stone draughts. Afterward, Nat, as the boys called him,
moved to the eastward, and the settlement was known as
Natville. Hard by Huntoon's first shanty was Daniel
Avery, and these two residents were old chums. Huntoon
was generally chosen as the lucky one to carry the whisky
at all the logging-bees on this road, and Warren Glidden
sometimes followed him with a jug of water, to cool the
extract of corn or wheat. Warren required good legs to
keep step with Uncle Nat, who thought the best way to fill
the boys' stomachs would be to double the corners, which
they successfully accomplished on what is now known as
the John Downs farm, west of Bennett's Corners.
In 1826, Nicholas E. Darrow moved into Huntoon's
first shanty, after marrying Noah Sweat's daughter, then
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106 HISTORT OF CLARENDON.
most beautiful woraen, both in countenance and character.
The present house of Colonel Darrow was built in 1842, by
Ira B. Keeler, and when he first took up the land only a
small portion had been cleared. One has only to walk over
the colonel's possessions this day to be thoroughly con
vinced that he has been a very active worker among the
stumps and stones of Clarendon; and certainly no farmer
in town keeps his buildings in better repair, and everything
in more perfect order and taste. When a young man the
colonel saw the wigwams of two Indian families, on
what is now known as the Indian lot. The squaws
would borrow a frying-pan, or spider, to cook in, and in re
turn would bring venison to the colonel's home. But the
tread of the white man was too heavy for them, and they
folded their tents, like the Arabs, and stole sadly away to
the shades of Tonawanda. The colonel has in his posses
sion a cherry secretary which once belonged to his father,
when he was a sheriff in Columbia county, of this state,
which was made before the Eevolution, and is to-day one
of the best in the whole town, and must have cost, origin
ally, seventy-five dollars. On this territory formerly grew
large upland pines, and they were used in the construction
of heavy timbers for the Farwell mill s. But they have all
passed away, and not one of their sighing children is now
to be seen.
Beyond the colonel's, on the north side of the road,
Avery made potash, and Elisha Whitney occupied the land
where George Farwell built the house now owned by
Horace Farwell, the youngest son of Eldredge Farwell, Jr.
Horace Farwell resides in Holley, and is well known as one
of the best stock -buyers in Western New York. This farm
is largely devoted, in the winter-time, to the storing of
sheep, by Farwell, who fats them for foreign markets.
George Farwell moved into Chili, Monroe county, years
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Eastward, at Natville, different families had their homes,
and Lines Lee, the old stone-mason, can be seen, through
memory's glass, with his hammer and trowel, looking over
his chalk-line, or, with his old friend, Billy Knowles, en
joying a drop, in the days of "auld lang syne." But the
glass is broken, the hammer and trowel vanished, and these
two old cronies have laid down their heads in a bed of
gravel which they could not mortar.
Wm. B. Fincher and his son, Sarauel, raoved about here
for a time, and the Eebellion heard the mighty tread of
Sam's pedals, and he may now be seen wearing war's colors
upon his manly breast.
Where Daniel Smedes, on the Smedes road, sraokes his
pipe in peace, Anson Bennett, bearing the Christian name
of the great English admiral, lived for many years, and
then journeyed away to Meadville, in Pennsylvania. The
Smedes' house is very old, and was built by Bennett to stand
a cyclone. John Angus once lived here, but he has gone
down into the Mohawk valley, preferring the scenes of his
youth to the delights of Clarendon.
To the south of Smedes, back in the field, and west, is
an old tenant-house, now deserted, where Luman Fincher
once lived. This house was blown entirely down, when
building, by a fearful gale, in December, 1865, and was re
built as at present. An orchard is at this point, also one
to the south, above the bridge. Above this deserted house
the land rises to an elevation that commands a fine view of
Clarendon and Tonawanda swamp to the westward, Wyo
ming hills to the south, Sweden to the eastward, Lake Onta
rio to the north — a circle of some fifty railes. The Smedes
road was cut through during the first of the Eebellion, as
a short route from the Glidden and Cowles road north to
the Brockport road, and thence, by the Bartlett road, to
Holley, and it is to-day largely patronized, not only by the
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The Bartlett road, which leads due north, passes without
a house until we reach the fine residence of John E. Bartlett,
who has certainly done more to beautify his possessions
since his first occupancy than any other man in town. At
this spot, at one time, were fifty acres of wild blackberries,
and one may now see fine orchards and beautiful avenues
of maples in front of one of the best farm-houses in Clar
endon, and everything about this farm betokening the very
best of management. Jared Bigelow at one time held
these lands, and made stone jugs from one shilling and six
pence to two shillings apiece. He planted the orchard, and
said " that he wished to leave the world as good as he found
it." Above the Bartlett mansion the land rises in the or
chard, and a fine view may be had of the surrounding
country. Out from the old yard where Billy Downs for
many years drove stock to the market, Baldwin Hill once
had his horae, until he was at last covered by a small hill
of Mother Earth. William Downs, the drover, was well
known to all persons, not only on this road, but also
throughout Clarendon, but the prices of beeves and other
stock at Albany and Detroit no longer trouble his brain,
unless the spirit hovers over the sam.e memories as when in
this fleshly casket. He was a good man, always ready to
give one a welcome, and he will be remembered as long as
these tablets hold recollection.
Across the way, where now the large brick house and fine
out-buildings of John Downs meet the view, once dwelt
Jared Bigelow. The brick portion was put up by Loami
Clark many years ago, and Thomas Glidden, on the Matson
road, assisted in clearing a portion of this land when a
young man. Charles Olmsted has for some time been the
tenant here, and the laud is in a good state of cultivation.
The owner, John Downs, is at present one of the man
agers of the Holley Exchange Bank. When he was a lad
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scholars of Cynthia A. Copeland. He is now also the
owner of the Mansion House at Holley, having a fine resi
dence in town, and the first fire company bears his name.
If the village of Holley had a city charter. Downs would
be the mayor at once. From a driver of stock for his
father, William Downs, he has become wealthy in the
trade, and can now handle large quantities of wool or
grain. Charles A. Bennett and George Olapp had at one time
their earthly tabernacles where Eugene Warren may be
found, when not occupied; his saw and hammer at the
call of any builder. Warren has erected some of the best
barns in town, and his judgment and taste are up to all
modern improvements. Formerly Henry Hill lived on the
western portion of the lands lately owned by Nathan 0.
Warren, and from this fact these corners were called the
Hill, afterwards the Bennett, from Gilbert K. Bennett,
who had a store at this point, which was burned
down, in 1846, when Frank King was clerk. Henry Hill
was town supervisor in 1828, and was considered a very
worthy citizen, and the old orchard was planted by him.
Gideon Chapin lived in this orchard in 1828. Gilbert K.
Bennett afterwards occupied these premises, planted the
large shade-trees, and built the residence which Nathan 0.
Warren held at his decease; and Daniel F. St. John was
the architect, in 1846.
Across the way stood an old frame school-house, which
Nathan 0. Warren moved back into the orchard, and the
present one was erected by Gilbert K. Bennett, in 1848, and
cost nearly $500.
Orwell Bennett had a residence to the south, and at first
he blew the bellows in a frame smithy, and afterwards in
the stone one which he built, which is now torn down and
its cinders and ashes scattered to the four winds of heaven.
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110 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
come for miles, in 1828 and 1830, to have him drive the
nails. Here Burgess hammered on his anvil, when he was
not hammering close-communion ideas into the brains of
his auditors. These smithies sent their labors into the
households all around, as the stores only furnished, in these
primitive days, a sraall supply of hardware, and the sraiths
were obliged to hammer out by hand what is now done by
fine machinery, backed by the power of steam. Shov
els and tongs for the fireplace, hoes, rakes and hammers,
— all these their brawny arms pounded out. Coal-pits
of charcoal were burned in the Fincher garden, and
opposite the Farwell place, for these shops.
Stephen Warren took up a lot of one hundred acres
opposite the school-house, and afterwards sold one-half of
this to John French, who was the father of Aaron, who
now casts his Democratic ballot in Cortland county. The
Josiah Clark house, which stands away from the road to
the south, was once the residence of Benjamin Thomas,
one of the first pioneers, and who built the stone part about
1820; a very convenient way to dispose of Clarendon rocks.
John French raised the large barn-like structure for his
domicile, in 1838 ; and, thanks to Willis Warren, it has at
last received a coat or more of paint, which must have
astonished the siding, to say nothing of the surprise pro
duced in the mind of the public. Beyond John French,
Elizur Warren, a noted justice of the peace, and father of
Nathan 0., had a whole lot of one hundred acres. He
raised at first a log-house, and with his brother David, had
a brick-kiln on his possessions, burnt the brick, and in
1828 put up the brick mansion in which now George Eod-
well peacefully lives. The well of the old double log-house
of Warren's is now under the center of the brick one, and the
water originally was hoisted by a sweep, before pumps came
into use. During rain-storms, the mother of Nathan 0.
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eaves of the house, long before the women imagined a mor
tared cistern.
The stone walls in the neighborhood were laid without
sticks, by Temple, who wore no hat in the summer, and
who also dug and stoned wells before the drill days, expos
ing his bald head to tho hottest rays of old Sol without
flinching. In 1822, Elizur Warren took his wife and Nathan in a
wagon back to old Connecticut, and returned in the same
manner, which was considered a very remarkable trip in
those corduroy days. Elizur Warren and John French
each built barns, having the timber sawn in David Storm's
mill, where Strojan now lives, and Laban Green was one
of the sawyers. The shingles were sawn and split, and on
one barn made wholly from one hemlock tree, that had its
roots where now this barn stands.
The old orchard, on the John French place, was set out
by Stephen Warren. The evergreens, at Nathan 0. War
ren's, he planted, and are to-day a beautiful sight ; and the
large barns were built by his son Eugene. In 1831 Ches
ter Brace lived to the eastward of Elizur Warren's.
Nathan 0. Warren passed away in 1887, one of the ster
ling citizens of Clarendon, and to whom the author is
chiefly indebted for his history of this road. As we pass
the Elizur Warren homestead, we come to an old wood-
colored building, where Alvah Grennell, brother to John S.
Grennell, one of the early millers of Clarendon, resided.
Just beyond Grennell's, B. L. Williams took up two lots,
which extended east to the Williams road, leading to the
south, to join the Glidden road from the west. Williams
was a large raw-boned man, who would fight a law-suit to
the bitter end. His wife, after doing her household
work, would go into the fields and assist her husband in
hoeing corn among the stumps, burning brush, sowing
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112 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
large family. Their son, Samuel, has in his possession a
pewter set of dishes, which are very weighty and solid, of
the old stamp, and a wedding-shawl, worn by one of the
grandmothers over a hundred years ago. Temple built
beyond Williams' ; and Augustus Sturges, the father of
David Sturges, in 1831 occupied a portion of the Williams'
property. Dan Polly, in 1806, married Abigail Bennett, and, after a
sojourn for some time under the log roof, put up the frame
structure known as the Polly Tavern, in 1824. Who has
not heard of this noted place among the old residents ?
The traveler came to this inn on the Fourth Section road
and ever found that warm welcome of which Shenstone
sings. Here, in the winter season, was the grand old fire
place, large enough to make all comfortable with its cheer
ing heat; sending up its light in the gloomy night with
a glow that no language can describe. To the hungry the
best of roast beef, in tin ovens, buckwheat cakes as fine as
Elsie could make, bread which her good mother had
kneaded out of fiour which knew Eochester as the flour
village, roast pigs, from the farm, that would tempt a Jew
or Musselman, and, if one was dry, call on Dan, and he
would furnish the best liquor that Sturges could afford,
with the richest of cider from Clarkson. The old tavern
has pulled down its sign, old faces have gone, old guests
bave departed, and we have the feeling of sadness come
over us in passing this fast-decaying house, which is the
reminder of former days. The Polly Tavern, in 1887,
had an old clock, over fifty years of age, which cost twenty-
five dollars.
The first house to the north of Nathan 0. Warren's was
James Burns', and beyond him Southcombe could be seen.
In 1849, Ferrin Speer made his residence here, where
James Allis, the chicken fancier, once mogged about. The
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hoping thereby to fieece some poor wight. Judge Holmes,
of Brockport, was the fortunate individual who persuaded
Allis to stick his stakes here, and the Farmer's Club, of
Western New York, had once an opportunity of inspecting
his purchase before he crossed the river with Charon. Allis
was so very lucky that he sold twenty acres of his land to
the Gorman and Slack Company for the large sum of six
thousand dollars for a quarry, but he was only allowed a
short lease of his days after this sale.
This road which we have named the Bennett's Corners,
had at one time logways the greater portion of the dis
tance north through town, but is now in fine condition,
and has much travel to and from Holley. One is daily
struck by the immense business which is carried on at the
<5torman quarry, which is connected by a switch with the
New York Central Railroad tracks. To the east may be
seen the O'Brien quarry, which has been opened for some
years, and furnishes every year a vast quantity of paving
and building-stone, of the Medina sandstone quality, which
is shipped all over the United States, as demand requires.
These quarries employ many workmen from Yorkshire,
England, and some of these spend their winters in their
native clime, returning in the spring when the season
begins. Perhaps there is no better sandstone than this of
Clarendon, and she has reason to be proud of this rocky
treasure, which really underlies a large portion of her sur
face if only brought to view. The time may come when
from Clarendon village to Holley, all along the line of
Sandy Creek, one vast line of quarries will be heard giving
forth their hammer-music.
The Butterfield road leads from Bennett's Corners south
to join the Glidden road. The first house on this corner
was built by William B. Fincher, in 1831, and was one of
the first frame buildings in this section, and is in excel
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114 HISTOET OF CLARENDON.
reside, A short distance to the south Ealzman Thomas
took up the land, and early in the twentys John Millard
and Alfred, his son, had a log home, before they moved
on the Millard road, south of the Christian church. Silas
Wadsworth, the father of Harmon Wadsworth, came on to
these lands in 1826. Harmon, his son, has erected some
of the finest buildings to be found in any portion of Clar
endon, and his farm is one that the owner and all citizens
have reason to be proud of. Beyond is a lake-stone house,
where Orson Butterfield lately resided, and this road is
honored with his name. The material for building was
brought from the shores of Lake Ontario, in 1849, and
these stones were nicely joined by Thompson & Steele, the
cut-stone all hammered out by D. E. Bartlett, the stone
cutter of Clarendon. This is the only lake-stone house iu
town, and presents a fine appearance at this day. The
wood-work of the house was fashioned by D. F. St. John,
of Clarendon.
Colonel Butterfield's lot included one hundred acres, and
he bought out Levi Cooley in 1830. This road was cut
through to Josiah Howard's in 1830, and the colonel
cleared his own lands mostly. In 1852, the colonel had
the gold fever, and went to California, and was in Virginia
City and Oregon, and absent from Clarendon sixteen years.
The colonel was born in 1808, and was married in 1833,
and in 1887 took his farewell sleep in old Clarendon. The
orchard here was set out over sixty years ago, and the first
barns were shingled at the sarae time, while the new barns
built by his son Pratt, of Chicago, of which we have
spoken, are the admiration of all. Colonel Butterfield was
universally respected ; a man who did his own thinking,
ifull of wit and anecdote, and one who lived in this world
not as a clam, but as a bird of observation and travel. The
Butterfield road has no one to supply his place, and death
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ful grove of maples may be seen to the eastward, all of
second growth, which had spread out their rich foliage
under the eye of the colonel since 1830, and now they can
grow silently upwards while his body is absent.
John Nelson, the father of John and James Nelson,
came from Seneca county in the town of Ovid, in 1823 ;
stopped at the Polly Tavern, then at Benjamin Thomas',
and finally took up his abode on what is now known as the
Joseph Pratt place. Before the advent of Nelson, Peter
Drouns occupied the lands where now Calvin Tupper is a
model farmer. Nelson bought out Drouns and put up his
log-house in 1833. The first log-house on the south and
east was that of Harlow, the son of Oliver Phelps, and
Daniel Hand the next neighbor. Hand was a private shoe
maker for the neighborhood in those early days, and his
dear wife had twenty-one black cats, and each one of thera
had a particular narae; and this good Scotch dame would
keep no other colored puss. If cats are to be found on the
other shore, she will have a goodly number in her train.
Griffin Paddock, who lived to the east and south, went to
Lansing, Michigan, and became a probate judge there.
John Nelson was offered 160 acres, in 1846, at Lansing for
the sraall sum of $600 ; John and Abram Nelson cleared up
the west portion of the Pratt farra, while Drouns cleared
other portions. Burrough Holmes lived in a log-house
where Paddock purchased, and William West was just north
of Wadsworth in the beginning. Joseph Bayard was at
this time across from the old Jackson place, but whether
he had any of the royal Delaware blood in his veins we
cannot say.
Corduroy was the road-bed then, from the old school-
house to the top of the hill, on the Butterfield road. If
some of the present growlers, in their fine wagons and car
riages, could only be placed back to the Nelson days of
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116 HISTORT OF CLARENDON.
condition of this road, which is one of the best in Claren
don. Joseph Pratt, well known as Squire Pratt, bought sorae
of his land as low as 116 per acre ; and now the same
could not be bought for one hundred; another portion of
this farm cost only 19 per acre, in 1830 ; and Pratt was
able to pay for this when wheat was $2 a bushel.. Before
the squire handled the plow he studied surveying with
Elder Case, a Baptist minister in Sweden ; and from him
purchased his compass and books. He was a very ambitious
man, politically, and was very much pleased to be made
chairman of political gatherings ; and loved to play croquet
with the girls, and dance all alone in some corner of the
ball-room, when he was over seventy years of age. His
monument may be seen in the new Holley cemetery,
erected by him before his death, at an expense of over one
thousand dollars; a very sure way nowadays of perpetu
ating one's memory before as well as after one's decease,
while the old individual has the funds in his or her posses
sion, and before the heirs become forgetful. Squire Pratt
erected both of the fine houses on his property and the
barns ; the house to the east twenty years ago, and the one
to the west forty. Joseph Walker Ingersoll, left Pratt's house
when only sixteen, and went to New Bedford and took a
cruise for three years on a whaler ; was in the Union army
and was not heard from for fifteen years. He had the
pleasure of being in Salsbury and Libby prisons, and of
being wounded, and at last accounts was in the government
employ at Washington.
Colonel Butterfield and John Nelson saw Gray hung at
Batavia, in 1831, and card-playing was going on during the
execution, demonstrating that public hanging had but
little reforming power over the multitude.
The first piano that Colonel Darrow saw was at Mr.
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Sweden. This was when Simeon B. Jewett was courting
Peck's daughter, and doing all in his legal power to win
her heart and hand; and about the time that the law firm
became known as Jewett & Seldon, so well remembered in
Western New York.
The name of Edson Howard calls up many pleasant
recollections. When we were young he lived to the north
of Bennett's Corners, on what we have called the Warren
road, which runs from the Bennett's Corners road into the
County Line road, dividing Orleans from Monroe on the
east, and Clarendon from Sweden. Howard's place Avas the
best in town to get cherries, and the lads came from all
quarters to pick the ox-hearts and black ones, of the
choicest kinds. But the trees now have lost their fruitful-
ness, and the place has changed since thirty years ago.
Hart took up this land over seventy years ago, and a fine
black-walnut tree is growing, the seeds of which he planted.
Moody Davis, who occupied this land before Howard, was
rightly named, and in one of his moody fits he cut the
brittle thread of his life — and, we trust, has gone where
loathed melancholy is unknown. One of HoAvard's boys,
Sullivan, was sheriff in 1885 for Orleans ; the second shei'iff
frora Clarendon. Webster HoAvard is one of the chief
workers in the republican ranks, and when he fails to ap
pear at town meeting or election, the good people may ask
the undertaker Keyes or Millard of his whereabouts.
The first road north of the Brockport road, and running
parallel, we have named after Mortimer H. Taylor, as the
Taylor road; and this leads from the County lane road on
the east to the Bennett's Corners road to the west. From
the County Line road, the Taylor road has as residents
Taylor, Eemember C. Dibble, Snell and Shay. Chauncey
Gould Avas the first occupant of the Taylor property, and
Taylor has resided here from 1849 until 1887, when death
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118 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
from the Taylor mansion, which is chiefly built of stone,
and has large shade-trees standing in the front yard,
Avhich must have been placed there when Gould was the
occupant. To the west of Taylor's, Eemember 0. Dibble
now lives, where formerly Michael Spencer had his earthly
abode; and just beyond, as one of his neighbors, Snell
lives quietly, undisturbed by aught, save the sounds of
peaceful labor. At the junction of this road with the
Bennetts Corners, on the south, is the horae of Mr. Shay,
whose good lady, when living, was ever ready to give the
author a cup of cold water, or anything else the house
afforded, and wish hira a happy tirae in his labors. This
road is in good condition, but could be much improved if
the residents Avould set out an avenue of maples on both
sides, from the east to the west. The Taylor road has
stone walls and wire fences, most of the way, and the farms
are highly cultivated. The Warren road, which is to the
north of the Taylor road, and also parallel, has its eastern
terminus in the County Line road and its western in the
Bennetts Corners road. On the northeastern corner of
this road, Nathaniel Warren took up a whole lot of one
hundred acres in 1818, and Leander, his son, has lived on
this homestead some seventy years. Nathaniel Warren
had one of the double log-houses of Clarendon, which were
very rare, and here, before a school-house was built, Nich
olas E. Darrow came to Warren, as teacher, and he wrote
for his benefit these words, " Nicholas E. Darrow, follow
your plow and harrow!" which this pupil has done since
he was a lad. Joseph Gardner and brother took up tAvo
lots over the way, where now Horace Pierce has his fine
home with a beautiful hedge around the roadside. Lean
der Warren put out his orchard, which is one of the oldest
in this section. The New York Central paid fourteen
hundred dollars for the privilege of crossing the land at
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widow of James Warren, in the house which was erected
by David Warren over sixty years ago. Nathaniel and
James put out the trees on the north side of the Warren
road, the buttonwoods coming from the north woods.
Moody Davis set out the maples on the Howard place, and
Thomas Hood took up the land on which the O'Brien
quarry is now located.
Shephard Weller, who once lived and died on the Hood
road, where now Jeremiah Harwick resides, was at one
time on the Ely H. Cook place on the Warren road, and
the house was built by Hurd, of Holley. Ely H. Cook has
been on these lands since 1865, and was at one time a mer
chant in Holley. A continuation of the Warren road west
to Curtis' Mills we have called the Waite road, after the
jolly Jerry, who is the only resident.
The County Line road, of which we have spoken, has
rail and wire fences to the Taylor road from the Brockport
road, and may be considered oue of the best roads over
which to travel, all the way to the Murray line, about forty
rods north of the railroad bridge, beyond Leander War
ren's. Down by the stone bridge, near the north line of
Clarendon, came Leander Hood in 1816, after Avalking the
whole distance frora Rensselaer county, and in the raonth
of February crossing the Genesee river at Rochester on the
ice, he took the Eidge road to Clarkson Corners, and then
to the land which he occupied. Three times afterward
he walked back to Rensselaer county, and returned on foot,
and he often made trips to Batavia, where he went by
marked trees through the Avilderness, which he marked
with his own hands, and the heavy tiraber and undergrowth
made the journey very difficult. He took the money Avhich
he had received from selling black salts in the Town of
Gaines, in this county, where was a pearl-ash factory, and
then walk to Batavia, do his trading, and return the same
day.

120 HISTORT OF CLARENDON.
The Holland Land Company's office was, at this time,
located at Batavia, which was the county seat of this Gen
esee county before Orleans was carved out in 1825. The
whole country from the stone bridge to Batavia, is now
occupied by wealthy farmers, few of whom ever thought of
the sufferings and priA^ations of seventy years ago. On the
Warren road are seven large and beautiful elms, but they
have left no offspring near them.
On the George Storms road, which leads from the Ben
netts Corners road to the west toward Curtis' Mill, George
Storms, in 1863 and 1866, built two houses and planted a
fine orchard. Storms came into Clarendon in 1818, and
moved from the John Bartlett place to this point and built
one house in 1820, and the other, in which his son resides,
in 1828. He was his own carpenter on his houses and
barns. His son has built on the south side one of the
largest barns in Clarendon, and the view from the cupola
is not surpassed in Western New York. In 1821 John
Miller lived between the lands of Ely H. Cook and Edson
Howard, and has departed we know not where. The Wil
liams road, from the Brockport to the Glidden road, lead
ing sonth parallel with the Butterfield road, has no resi
dents until we reach the summit of the hill. This territory
Avas at one time mostly in the hands of the Williams', and
is now occupied by Peter Lawler, John Lawler and Isaac
Hall, with James Parmenter near the junction with the
Glidden road. If one has a love for the beautiful in flow
ers, no better opportunity is afforded than is presented in
the winter season by the fine display of geraniums from the
windoAvs of the Parmenter house.
The improvements which Hall has made since his entry
on his possessions are very marked, and the hawthorn hedge
of John Lawler carries one back to Erin, from whence its
settings came. This road should be shaded from one limit
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Formerly East Clarendon did its trading at the village,
but that day has gone never again to return. The coming
of Newton and Garfield, as merchants, into Holley, with
such buyers as Harwood and Smith, called the farmers of
this section to that market, and Uncle Sara sends his mail
for them to the same point. Of necessity on election days
these good people visit the old stamping-ground of their
fathers, and the rest of the year are comparative strangers.
In some places beyond the "Corners," the road fences
have been taken away, giving a clear view to the residences.
On the County Line road, the farmers have extirpated the
weeds, and for this they are worthy of rauch praise. On
the Brockport road, the houses generally are good, and
only six are unpainted. .The road is fine a portion of the
Avay, but needs crushed stone and gravel. The stone walls
and fences are generally very old, with only a few rods of
wire to be seen. The farms are well worked, the soil
mostly a gravelly loam, and the orchards have many years
written on their barky faces. Stone Avails may be seen
seven-eighths of the way frora Clarendon to the " Corners,"
on both sides of the road, and they decrease but little to
the county line. This road could be made a boulevard of
shade, if the inhabitants had a Ioa'c for the beautiful, which
countrymen seldom possess.

122 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.

CHAPTER VII.
BYEON ROAD.
THIS road leads from Clarendon south-east and south,
until it reaches Byron. In the year 1815, April 31,
Chauncey Robinson made a partial survey of this road
south from Clarendon village. Formerly this road led from
Farwell's Mills, just below Church's Hill, to the south and
east, and came out a little north of Adelbert Carr's house,
south of Captain Stephen Martin's. The road of to-day
avoids this portion of Church's woods, running from the
foot of the hill south-east, until it makes a curve to the
north of Church's old barn, and then in a southerly direc
tion beyond Orange Lawrence. The first house on this
road, south of the village, is now the residence of Albert
Church, on the east side, where William D. Dudley made
his home when the country was new, and who left the two
beautiful maples growing, which now shade the entrance.
The old pioneers of 1815 and 1816, were in the habit of
carrying grain in bags on their backs over the old road
through Church's woods, just under the brow of the hill,
to Eldredge Farwell's mill, before they were able to own
even ox-tearas, and when this road was but a pathway
through the heavy timber. Above this range of hills
wolves would howl on winter nights, and Horace Peck was
at one time followed by a shaggy brute in the darkness,
having only 2, stick to defend himself with. William D.
Dudley owned the land where the dead have laid down
their bodies, and his property embraced what is now known
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In our day there was a large growth of cedar in the
swampy portion of this road ; and we well remember one
fine acorn oak, ou the east, near the present lumber-yard,
which was ruthlessly cut down by Crazy Mac without
leave or license.
Originally, two mulberry trees stood near the graves,
Avhich were planted by Dudley ; but these have long since
disappeared. On the Dudley place once livt-d Valentine
Lewis, who had the small-pox, which was brought into
Clarendon by a strolling pack-peddler, and before this boy
passed away, he begged his people to place him in a small
puddle of water, which Avas then below the school-house
hill, where now the lamp gives out its light for the Cope
land store. His request was denied, and the disease soon
took its victim.
Sarah Hattan, afterward wife of Oliver Jenks, and Gil
bert Cook were the first two cases of small-pox in town.
When John Church was living, the boys had grand sport
on the meadows in the winter-time with their skates, as
the quantity of Avater was much greater than in later
years. As one ascends a little rise in the highway to the
east, over the fence, once stood a lone apple-tree, the seeds
of which were planted there by Andrew, the brother of
Thomas Glidden, over seventy years ago; but the trunk
and leaves have alike disappeared, and given place to other
crops. At this spot, about 1816, Jacob Glidden, the father
of Thomas, had a small log shanty, which served to keep
him out of the wet. One of the early loves of Colonel
Lewis was seen at the twilight hour, just outside of the
door, taking steps preparatory to a hop, which was to
take place that evening upon the basswood floor. Once
upon a time, at this dwelling, the Knowles boys and
other neighboring lads, with their buxom lassies, were having
a general breakdown, while Bishop, from the Milliken road,
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124 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
a squash-shell loaded with pumpkin seeds, which she was
saving for the coming season. One of the Knowles espy
ing this, galloped high enough in the dance to bring his
auburn hair in contact with this precious casket, and down
it came on the basswood floor, scattering the seeds in all
directions. Girls and boys were soon on their knees pick
ing up the fallen, and Edward Stevens, who now lives in
Nebraska, over seventy years of age, says that he never
saw more sport than happened that night over the pump
kin-seed gathering.
Beyond the present home of Orange Lawrence, Captain
Stephen Martin had a log-siding, where, for many years,
his son Dan lived, who sold out to Adelbert Carr, moved
Avest into Dakota in his old age, and left his body in that
prairie country. When pennies became dollars, the cap
tain built the frame-house now occupied by Orange Law
rence. He also built on the present site of Adelbert Carr
the frame-house in which Mason Lewis now lives, in
Clarendon, on Woodruff avenue, which was moved to its
present site over thirty years ago by Philetus Bumpus.
The captain drew a whole load of wheat to Eochester,
twenty-five miles away, and only received enough money
to buy the window-glass for this small house. One of his
sons, Henry C. Martin, was a merchant for twenty years
with George M. Copeland, at Clarendon, and may now be
found at Oakfield, Genesee County, in the same business,
as happy and genial as when he walked his native heath.
The five maples on the Avest side of the highway were
planted by Dan Martin, and are now admirable to look
upon. The next occupant to the south, on the west side of the
road, was originally Elisha Huntley, and afterward Jacob
Glidden. James Curtis and Lucius B. Coy were also
dwellers here when the author was a lad, and the property
is now owned by Adelbert Carr. The shade-trees at this

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place were set out by Lucius B. Coy, and when Jacob
GUdden lived here the beautiful elm, Avhich is the finest
on this road, was only a few feet in height. Lucius B.
Coy's name will be found araong the list of Clarendon
supervisors, but he took his departure for Michigan, and
will probably take his final rest in the Wolverine State.
When Joseph Sturges owned these preraises, he engaged
Jacob Glidden to cut off a piece of slashing, about three-
fourths of an acre, to the north, and on this he raised
twenty bushels of red chaff wheat. At this time there
were only five or six acres cleared east of the creek, and
the country was all woods to Captain Martins. The next
house on the west side was occupied by Samuel Coy and
his lady, and here they quietly closed their eyes upon
Clarendon. Samuel Coy came onto this place in 1816,
and built the present house, Avhich is now owned by Oliver
Allis, in 1835. The house at first was checked on the out
side with mortar, but this was taken off and the sides
clapboarded. He was a noted barn-builder, and built the
old ones of Stephen Martin, John Church and the one on
the Lilikendie or Bartlett place. He set out his old
orchard in 1817, and got the trees and seeds at Lima, in
Livingston County.
Martin Coy, who is now living at Holley, came here
with his father seventy-two years ago. He did the clearing
on the hill above the house, and lived here until old age
informed him that he had better take a little rest from his
plow and harrow. Oliver Allis, the present occupant of
this place, is the only individual who was ever known to
jump through a window in his sleep without arousing his
senses to a wakeful condition. Peabody had a house on
the opposite side to the north of the creek, aud a tenant-
dwelling sends its smoke into the air here. On the Abram
Bartlett place, Daniel Green first moved about, and had a
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126 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
seen at this day. This was also the home of David Glid
den long years ago, and it was his son Willard who was
called the poet of Clarendon, in 1836. Daniel Green built
the stone-house which Orson Tousley managed to seize
upon, and Ave well remeraber when the letters 0. T. stood on
the south side near the roof, which some wag said meant
Old Testament, instead of Orson Tousley. If this old
stone mansion could only talk and giA'e its story of Lili
kendie aud Orson, it Avould require a Webb press and
Edson as reporter to note the yarns. Now, Abram Bart
lett is the possessor of those lands, and he has erected large
aud elegant barns, besides overhauling and improving the
old mansion, as only a first-class farmer could do with dis
position and means.
When Chauncey Ford passed out for the last time, one
Daniel Stedraan had a log-house when the country was
neAV. He was much troubled by the wife of Allen Blanch
ard coming over to his home from her cabin, to the east,
at the hour of midnight, and telling her tale of Avoe, result
ing from a drunken husband abusing her deaf and dumb
son. John Church, Samuel L. and Merrick Stevens, Orson
Tousley and Horace Peck, after blackening their faces in a
brush-fire, proceeded through the darkness to Blanchard's
cabin. They rapped at the door, and Blanchard hesitated
about opening, but his wife finally persuaded him, and in
the lads rushed, seized him in his shirt, marched him over
bull thistles up to his waist, back of Chauncey Eobinson's
house, and, after making him promise that he would in
the future act soberly toward his family, left him to shift
for himself.
An old orchard on the hillside to the Avest once held a
log-house, Avhere David Church, the father of Stephen and
John, built his fires. David Church subsequently moved
to the eastward, and built the large frame house at present
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at the ripe age of 79. Henry Crannell built the Ford
house in 1852, and the Church mansion must bear date in
the twenties. When Stephen Church was born the highway
passed by his father's door, and was changed before the
frame house was erected. The old orchards here all breathe
the names of Green, Glidden and Church, and, ere long,
they, too, will have been cut down for firewood, becoming
once more a portion of the elements, as their masters have
before them. The farm just beyond, now occupied by
Charles Tinsley, is owned by George M. Copeland, and was
taken up by Levi Dudley. In 1821, and for years there
after, Anson Bunnell resided here and was succeeded by
his widow. The old barn on the west side, now remodeled,
was built in the Bunnell days, and the one to the east, on
the top of the hill, was moved over from the east orchard,
Avhich has been laid Ioav by the axe. Long years ago, in
this old orchard, one Davis and Joe Blanchard had log
shelters, and why they preferred to live thus away from
the highway we cannot state, unless they wished, with the
poet, for some lodge in the wilderness or boundless contig
uity of shade, Avhere now only the earthy ruins of their
former habitations may be seen.
In 1816, Linus Peck, the father of Horace Peck, had his
dwelling where now Newton Orcutt drives the plow afield,
and where, in our boyhood days, Philio slept inside of an
old red frame building, Avhose architect must have been an
odd character. Just over the hill, Luther, the brother of
Horace Peck, was nearly scalped by a falling tree, and then
and there swore that he would no longer cut trees down,
but spend the remainder of his days with Chitty and
Blackstone, learning how to cut down cases as well as men.
Near the site of the Eobinson school-house, Cyrus Coy,
the father of Horace, looked out upon the stranger until
he ascended the hill above, where he enjoyed life, until his
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128 HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.
house, which is now converted into a hop-drier by Horace.
Across the way from Cyrus Coy lived on the corner of the
Byron and Coy roads John Dodge, who Avas not able to
dodge old Death. He raised the loAV-roofed house where
Owen McAllister noAv holds forth, and his body has long
since returned to dust in the graveyard over the way.
Fuller Coy, the brother of Cyrus, in company Avith Horace
Peck, killed a large bear in the woods just' east of the spot
where the boys and girls read their lessons. One of the
oldest residents, Chauncey Eobinson, as we have before
stated, had his first home, where now his monument stands,
in 1813. About sixty years ago he built a very large frame-
house to the south, which was moved away by W. H. H.
Goff to make room for his fine mansion, one of the best in
town. The Eobinson house was known to all the country
round, and its walls have echoed to the tread of many foot
steps that keep step no longar on this side of the silent
river. Farther to the south, where Giles Orcutt closed up
life's book, one Hitchcock raoved about, before a penny
royal doctor by the name of Seacoy boiled and compounded
his herb remedies ; and from him the noted Joseph Walker
of Byron gained his early knowledge of human complaints.
On the old Simeon Howard place Joseph Dunbar lived
for a time, and then and there his spirit took its fiight,
when his neck was fastened to a beam, which may serve to
explain the reason why ; another poor mortal by the name
of Howard tried the same remedy in the present house a
few years ago ; which was built by Simeon's widow forty
suns or more in the past.
Where now Lemuel Merrill lives, anciently Nickerson
dwelt, and in 1831 William Lewis, the first sheriff of Or
leans County, had a double log-house here. David Gleason
in an early day owned the lands lately held by Horace Peck,
and where now Marvin Fuller and lady greet their many
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chased, and the present frame house is the oldest on the
road, and was repainted by Marvin Fuller after a lapse of
twenty-five years. The timbers for this house were framed
in 1818, and the two oldest barns on this road are the Peck
and Mrs. D. N, Pettengill's of very heavy timbers, which
were scored by Linus Peck with an axe, he being one of
the best of scorers in his day.
An old apple-tree raay be seen to the north of the Peck
mansion, which sprang from the seed. Where the fish-pond
is located, to the northwest of the house, Indians were in
the habit of coming to hang their deer saddles, as there
was at this place a very good spring of ever-flowing water.
In 1815 or 1816, Captain Charles Lee put up a small shanty
where Nathaniel Brackett, the veterinary surgeon, now
resides. In a short time Joseph and Ezekiel Lee came to
this spot, and Samuel L. Stevens was present at the raising;
he at one corner notching, and Horace Peck at the other.
The flrst pen-knife that Samuel L. Stevens owned was
given to him at this time by Ezekiel Lee.
These lands became in time the property of Valentine
Tousley, the brother of Orson, sons of William Tousley,
who lived on the Tousley road where now Henry Soles has
possession. Valentine Tousley lived here in 1842, but at a
game of ball caught cold, and was knocked out or caught
out by the old gamester Death. Daniel Gleason, in 1815,
had a log siding on the same grounds, where subsequently
David Forbush sowed and reaped. The frame house here
is one of the oldest-looking dwellings on this road, and was
roofed by David King, the father of Fayette, who at one
time was the hotel-keeper in Clarendon, and who moved
into Michigan.
Daniel Gleason, Joseph Barker and John Stevens were
the first to cut a road through the woods from where the
Rock school-house is located to Honest Hill, in 1813.
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130 HISTOET OF CLARENDON.
and his grandson reside, in 1813, there was only a little
clearing in Avhat is uoav kuoAvn as the orchard. Young
Sam took his axe at twelve years of age, and was obliged
to cut browsing for the cattle from the trees, there being
no grass to feed upon at this time. The old orchard-trees
were taken from Eldredge Farwell's nursery in the village,
aud the large poplars on the highway Avere set out by young
Samuel. The stone for the Stevens, Colonel Lewis and
Colonel Rice houses was taken from a quarry located in one
of the pasture-lots of the Stevens homestead, to the north
and east of the house.
Horace Peck informed the author that he believed if the
NeAV Testament had been destroyed, his mother could haA'e
repeated the same from memory.
The fine maple-trees in front of John Stevens' Avere set
out by him in 1863, and attract the attention of all lovers
of the beautiful iu shade. The old wall-layer of this sec
tion was Murphy, and he must have been a good one, if we
judge his Avork by the hammer of Time.
Colonel Shubael Lewis, for a short time after he was
married, lived in the log horae of John Stevens, and in 1818
raised his own roof where now Thomas Butcher moves
gently down the hill of life. About sixty years ago the
frame part was added to the log, and the stone walls were
raised shortly after the Stevens mansion. For many years
travelers found accommodations at this house, and Colonel -
Lewis, William Sheldon and Horace Peck Avere landlords.
But the fires for guests have been extinguished, and now
the neighbors can meet during the long Avinter evenings
and play their games where once the stranger made his
home. The old colonel no longer takes out his massive
gold watch, and, as he holds it up to view, gives one of his
peculiar grunts to attract the attention of all ; and his
fine horse and elegant carriage uo raore may be seen on
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Just across frora the Cook school-house, where the
Stevens road leads to the westward, in 1821, lived honest
John Nichols, where George Thoraas can behold lands upon
Avhich he has toiled from early morn until night. This
territory at one time belonged to the old grandfather,
Lemuel Cook, whom, it is said, deeded it to his son Lemuel
to avoid the payment of taxes, and his son Avould not
return the title. Honest Hill is perhaps one of the most
celebrated spots in Clarendon, and if the air could whisper
its secrets we should have material for a large volume. At
the blacksmith-shop of George D. Cramers, which was built
in 1865, this section of the town have much of their work
done, and many years ago Sol. Woodard, the noted Avorker,
hammered out here the very best of implements, and his
Avagon tires are good e\'en to this day. The fine location
of Nathan R, Merrill was formerly the stamping-ground of
Ezekiel Lee, who moved to Nauvoo, and became a Mormon.
Aaron Smith had his dwelling-place where Frederick
Dezetter smiles upon all who love his appearing, and he
has greatly improved his place. His lands extend along the
Eoot road, which leads to the east, and for some distance
on the Byron road to the south.
Over the Avay, Elam T. Andrus has for many years
labored, until, at the age of eighty-two, he begins to think
of different work in some other region. He has been one
of the largest hop-growers on this road, and, with Horace
Peck, has sent many bales to the market since 1867. The
mother of this home has gone to the beautiful land, but
her love for the needy and her kindness to all will be re
membered, not only on earth, but in heaven. Her doors
Avere ever wide open to the author, and there is one vacant
chair here that cannot again be filled. No finer orchards
are to be found in Clarendon than the Andrus', and their
fruit commands the highest prices. The original occupant
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Avas on the highway roll, his axe could be heard from the
break of day in the deep forest.
When Colonel Hubbard Eice took up his lands (where
William Bird now rules), in 1825, Eodgers and Smith had
only ten acres cleared on each side of this road, Daniel
Keyes lived to the north ; and south, was Van Deusen on
the east, and Hughes on the west. Horace Peck gave
fifteen days labor for the purpose of building a corduroy
road near the colonel's, and even this day one may strike
his boot or shoe against some of the pieces. In 1835,
Colonel Eice had only one acre of wheat on his territory.
The sarae year Nicholas E. and Lewis Darrow were given
fifty dollars for clearing twelve acres of this land. The
coffin in whicli William Lewis was buried was made in
Colonel Lewis' house.
In 1813, the only house between John Stevens' and the
*' Mills" Avas Elisha Huntley's, on the Adelbert Carr farm.
Samuel L. Stevens had in his possession a hammer and
tongs which Sol. Woodard hammered out while at Honest
Hill. In 1817, Horace Peck and John Church walked by
marked trees through the woods to the home of William
Tousley, on the Tousley road. In 1814, Sarauel L. Stevens
rode on a crotch, made out of timber, frora the Toramy
Benton place to Farwell's Mills, and raust have had a fine
time, before even a path was cut through. In the same
year, the only horses that Stevens knew of in the country
was one owned by Eldredge Farwell, at the " Mjlls," and
one at Muttonville. In 1840, twenty spans of horses were
hitched together, and the people generally went from
Honest Hill to hear Doolittle, who afterward became
senator from Wisconsin. In 1816, Horace Peck drove
cattle, sheep and horses through Batavia to Buffalo on the
old road, for which he received four dollars. He returned
to Le Roy and inquired the way to Farwell's Mills, and
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Brockport road, where the old brick tavern stood, just
south of Brockport, and thence west by the Polly Tavern
to the " Mills." He was then about fourteen years of age,
and, fearful of night, wolves and bears, made the trip, as he
states, in five hours, running a large portion of the way.
He had as lunch a few crackers and a glass of cider, which
he purchased at the old Lake Tavern. When he reached
Judge Eldredge Farwell's inn, at the " Mills," Mrs. Far-
Avell sent her daughter, Mary Ann, to escort him through
the woods to Leonard Foster's, on the William H. Cooper
place on the Hulberton road.
Jonas H. Peabody, who lived, as we have written, on the
land which A. Bartlett owns, north of the creek, was a
cooper by trade, and Horace Peck had in use one of his
pounding-barrels, which Avas over forty years old, a good
illustration of the material this cooper used and also of his
workmanship. Valentine Tousley, when a lad, saw a bear
in the corn-field having a good time eating his father's
corn. He ran into the log-house, took down the gun,
which was loaded with buckshot, walked boldly up to
Bruin, and sent the whole charge in the breast of the
animal. William Tousley, hearing the shot, went out and
found his son Valentine on the ground, where the gun had
kicked him, with the dead bear very near by. Of course
the parent informed the young lad what would have been
the consequences if he had missed this corn-stealer of the
forest. At one school-meeting in the Cook district, when
Ace Matson Avas present, and being hated by Lemuel Cook,
he privately desired Orson Tousley to remove him. Orson
took Ace down behind the desks, and, while he was en
gaged in choking him with all his might, cried out, "Now,
don't you touch me ! I don't want to fight you !" and at
the same time poor Ace was nearly dead from strangulation.
The Byron road is wide enough to have maple trees from
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134 HISTORY OF CLAEENDON.
the highAvay, and would, in the suramer, not only afford
good shade, but also in the winter serve to protect the pub
lic from the cold blasts which sweep from the west. The
fences along this road are mostly of stone and rail, and
Warren Millard has laid raany rods along the highway and
in the fields, a very convenient way to dispose of the stones
and rocks ; but the tirae will corae when the old crooked
rail fence will give way to wire, or some other material,
that will allow the snow to pass over into the fields, instead
of choking the passage. Crushed stone could also be used
on this, as well as any other road in Clarendon, giving at
all times a durable track, which in tirae would be a large
saving of labor and means.
The Byron road on the east is joined by the Matson road,
which leads nearly east to the south of the present home of
Adelbert Carr, until it unites with the Smedes road, as it
leads toward Holley, or diverges to join the Cowles road to
the south, and the Glidden road to the east.
In 1814 Simeon Glidden and David Matson, Sen., "came
to Eldredge Farwell's house, at the " Mills," in the spring,
and asked the judge if he knew of any vacant lots. He
took them over to the Matson road, and after they had
looked over this territory, they sat down on a log in the
wilderness, and the judge said : " Well, gentlemen, what do
you say as to the lots ?" Glidden said : " I will leave it to
you to say, Matson, which you will take, — the east, or the
west." Matson replied: "No; I will leave it to you."
" Then," said Glidden, " I will take the west lot." " And
I," answered Matson, " will take the east."
The next year, in the fall, David Matson, Sen., and his
family, five in one wagon, crossed the creek below Captain
Martin's, and cut his way through the woods to where
David Matson, his son, still lives. The wagon stuck in the
mud of the creek, and young David and the other children
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Avhile the father was hauling out of the mire. The first
shanty had been put up the year before, in readiness for the
family. Matson took up two lots on both sides of the road,
and Siraeon Glidden had the same quantity on either side
to the Avest. Jacob Glidden had one lot some time after
wards, just east of Matson.
The first log-house of 1814 Avas raised Avhere the David
Matson barns are now located, and the log-barns Avere then
to the Avest of the house, but soon changed to the east.
The oxen drew the back-logs into the first shanty, and for
a time the fire Avas on the ground. Matson sold his horses
Avhich he brought into the country, and bought oxen, hav
ing no use for them iu the forest. Matson and his son David
assisted in building the first logway to the Byron road,
Avith stone and dirt as chinking betAveen the logs.
David Matson and his family lived in this shanty nearly
fifteen years, and the mother would hang up a quilt for a
door in the winter, while a stick would be placed at the
bottom at night, so that the Avolves could not enter. When
David and his sister Julia were quite young, they saw a
large black-snake outside of the shanty, and he thought it
fine sport to play with the reptile; but the mother, on"
beholding their fun, ran out of the house, dispatched the
serpent, and gave it a toss into the fire-place. A short
time afterwards, another large black-snake was killed un
der Simeon Glidden's rocking-chair, supposed to be its
mate, as they generally have enough of love to look after
their own.
David Matson Avas in the custom of going to Batavia by
marked trees, to get his fiour. One night the children
went to bed supperless, the father having been lost in the
woods, with a large bear howling at his presence. When
the father came, the good mother awoke the children, and
made them some short-cake, which Avas as good as a feast
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136 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
sprang from seeds which the mother brought from their
old home in Vermont ; and the peach-trees were from
peach-stones on the Ridge road near the county line. Mat-
son set out his west apple-orchard, and Simeon Glidden the
old orchard on his lot ; the trees of which may be seen to
this day.
Matson brought two splint chairs from Vermont, and
his first bedsteads were like saw-horses. The floor of the
log-house was of basswood, split open, and the roof was of
elm bark. David remembers, when a lad, of the snow sift
ing through the roof upon his face and the bed-clothes;
which would be an eye-opener, and mouth-opener, to the
snug and delicate children of 1888.
In 1829 David was sent by his father over to Portage, on
the Genesee Eiver, to get lumber to build their house. He
drew three loads, taking him three days each time, the dis
tance being nearly forty miles ; and it was said that it took
ten acres of heavy timber to build the Portage bridge, in
which any one piece could be removed, and another inserted.
Matson and his sons, David and Asahel, did the principal
clearing on this territory. David and Thomas Glidden saw
Governor DeWitt Clinton when he passed through Holley,
after the completion of the Erie canal, in 1835, and listened
to his address.
In those days pigeons darkened the air, and the black-
squirrels ate up nearly six acres of wheat for Simeon Glid
den. Orwell Bennett's father shot nineteen black-squirrels
from one tree. A black-squirrel is a rare sight in Claren
don now, and the pigeons have ceased to "coo" in the
wildwood. Matson exchanged a cow for some sheep, the
first on the preraises, and all the sheets and clothes for the
family, for sCrae time, were made by David's mother, which
fact alone demonstrates that she had no time to gad, or
hours to spend in neighborhood gossip and scandal.
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tailoress, and would go from house to house, when requested.
The first suit of clothes that David had cut away from
home, Avas cut by Harley Hood's first wife, on the lands
now owned by Jeremiah Harwick, on the Hood road.
Matson made his own lasts, and all the shoes for the fam
ily ; aud this would have kept him very busy if he had
made the soles of paper, one of the modern inventions.
As it was, Matson chopped in the woods all day, and sat up
until eleven at night, as Abraham Lincoln said, "pegging
away." The mother brought a tin baker from the Green-
Mountain State, and the potatoes were roasted in the ashes,
one of the old fashions, much preferable to the new.
Beans were baked in a kettle in the fire-place — covered with
hot ashes — during the night, and must have been almost
equal to the Boston brick- baked.
There was a wigwam, with Indians, near the willow, over
the creek, and they brought Matson's family venison and
bear's-meat, instead of scalping-knives. The busy beavers
at one time had a dam near the willow, and this lot has
been called, since, the Beaver meadoAv, and the first hay
was cut on this land after hauling out the oak logs which
the beavers had placed in their dara. They had been
hunted out by the Indians, and they, in turn, had been
hunted out by the white man. Matson would make, some
seasons, as high as eleven hundred pounds of maple-sugar,
and a large portion would be used in the family, in the
place of other sugar. Barrels of pigeons would be salted,
and the stool-pigeon, with the net, Avas used in our boy
hood days.
David was twenty years of age when he began to teach
school, and held four terms, at Bennett's Corners, Wheat
land, Manning and Sweden Center. At Bennett's Corners,
as scholars, John and James Nelson,Harmon Wadsworth and
sister, Clarissa Howard and Stephen Howard, Luman and
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138 HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.
Alfred Millard and sister, Isaac Bennett, John Brackett,
Betsey Brackett, David N. and T. E. G. Pettengill, and
Mary Jane Annis. At Sweden Center he had eighty-five
scholars— thirty-two men and women grown. Debating
schools Avere held at the Cowles' school-house, and a con
gress, also. The doctrine of eternal punishment was de
cided against; Jason Sheldon and Charles T. Cowles as
judges. David Matson had a stationary threshing-machine in his
barn, and a flash of lightning burnt this, with forty tons
of h,ay and a load of wheat. In those days wheat would
not be cut before the 16th of August.
David cast his first vote for Andrew Jackson, in the
frame school-house in the village, and was challenged, but,
through the advice of B. G. Pettengill, the challenge was
withdrawn. There Avas, at this time, but one polling-place
in town ; and David has voted, yearly, the Democratic
ticket, turning neither to the right hand nor the left.
Matson at first traded with Saddler and Seymour, at Brock
port, and he had the first threshing-machine in this local
ity. The threshing was done with one yoke of oxen, the
neighbors assisting, the cylinder on poles, the wlieat and
chaff falling below, unseparated, and he used no separator
until many years after. The old machine would thresh
about 100 bushels in a day, whereas, George Cook, with his
steam thresher, can roll out 1,000 bushels in the same time,
with no oxen or horses, and the black diamonds giving the
necessary power Avith a perfect motion. Wheat would
often reach forty bushels to the acre, and Matson sold some
of his crops as low as three shillings a bushel, which would
set the farmers crazy now, and less style would be aped at.
In 1814, when Matson came through Eochester, it had a
population such as Clarendon has at present, and the con
trast now is worthy of thought. When the great snow
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eighteen inches, Avhich was covered, and the peach-trees,
with blossoms, were loaded with the beautiful snow. He
thought the wheat ruined, but a warm sun and genial days
soon made the raonth to blossora as gay as ever. The fam
ily used burnt beans for coffee in an early day, and raised
in the garden the coffee-bean, and burnt bread was used as
a substitute. The Matson family had Benjamin Bussey as
their first physician, and this may explain Avhy David Mat-
son did not leave this earth before he Avas 98, and his good
Avife 87, while the living David would walk into 1900 if the
rheumatism would only say " good-by " to his system. This
is one of the best farms in Orleans County, and the hay
crop alone has been a fortune.
Simeon Glidden, Sr., came on to the old homestead now
occupied by Williara Hines, as we have stated, in 1814, as
a looker-over, and Avith his family soon after, where he
lived until he closed up his earth-book. His house was of
the rude, log pattern, and stood where now the mansion of
William Hines opens up its doors and Avindows with the
first blush of morning, and just to the eastward from Sim
eon Glidden, his grandson, who is still walking as straight
as ever, and iu his narae not only perpetuating his grand
father's, but also his own father's coguoraeu.
Simeon Glidden, Jr., and wife at first lived in a log-
house near the southwest corner of the present yard of
their son Simeon, where a few apple-trees may be seen that
speak of sonie seventy years ago. Osmer and Clark were
born in this house. The present frame-house was built by
Siraeon Glidden, Jr., in 1835, and Orriu Packard and
Leonard Nay worked for eighteen dollars per month on
this house, whicli will give some idea of wages in Claren
don at that day. The masons were Prindle and Oliver
Harper. Glidden built a kiln to dry his lumber, which
came from Portage. This house cost fourteen hundred
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one lately occupied by WiUiam S. Glidden, on the West
Glidden road, were considered the best houses in town.
Lucy, the Avife of Simeon Glidden, had a codfish-hook,
which her father had used on the banks of Newfoundland,
to hang her turkeys and pigs on before the fire-place, when
roasting, and this may be seen even now. There is still on
this farm one rail-fence, which Simeon Glidden split when
he was only twenty-one years of age.
In 1818, Simeon Glidden, Sr., had not one doUar in cash,
and shoe-making accounts of only sixteen dollars. He was
forced to go into debt for an axe and helve, and received
for his accounts — barter. There was an ashery for black
salts, built by Simeon and his son, to the north of the house.
The mother was in the habit of burning corn-cobs in a
hake-kettle, and using ashes with water to make short-cake.
There was a brick oven in the frame-house of Simeon
Glidden, Sr., in which Mrs. Glidden would bake once a
week. Simeon Glidden, Sr., would get flour for himself
and neighbors at Wheatland, and give his personal note for
the same, as he knew that in those days men were honest
enough to pay their debts, and not hide under wives' gowns.
The deed for his property Simeon Glidden, Jr., received in
1833, as the- land was originally taken up by a contract
with the Holland or Poultney companies. The floors in
the frame-house of 1835 were of maple, and carpets had
not then come into use in Clarendon. Aurin Glidden slept,
when a younker, in a trundle-bed on wheels, made by Leon
ard Nay, painted red, which must have been a very fash
ionable color, as the author has a distinct recollection of a
bed of the same character, which was run in and out under
the bed of father and mother.
Simeon Glidden, Jr., would score and make ox-sleds in
his kitchen, which must have made Lucy's head ache terri
bly, if she had any of the nervous sensibility of Clarendon
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was of basswood troughs, and after a heavy rain the water
would be baled out of the kitchen, for in those days it
poured. The old barns on the Hines place were built by Jotham
Bellows and Samuel Coy, and the horse-barns by Winslow
Sheldon. The frame-house had blinds, which were truly
something new in Clarendon, made by hand, and the eave-
troughs were all of pine, each from one piece of timber,
and the architecture was the Queen Anne style, with pilas
ters, and the first stove to give forth its cheerful heat was
the Bloodhound. Laura A. Sturges was the first Sunday-
school teacher which Aurin Glidden had when he was a
small lad, and Thomas Cutter was his first master at the
Ford school-house, before it became known as the Eobinson.
Col. N. B. Darrow and Simeon Glidden, Jr., were the
chief subscribers to the fund for grading the ground where
the stone school-house now stands in Clarendon village.
William Knowles raade the shoes for the Glidden family,
at the house, while Maria Peabody made men's and boys'
clothes, and Lorena Davis did the spinning, from flax raised
on the place. The fruit trees were originally raised from
the seed, on the Glidden place, and grafting belonged to a
later date, when a nursery was on these premises, and
peaches were so abundant that they were fed in large quan
tities to the hogs, as pork at this time was the chief food
of the people. There Avas at one time a plum orchard on
the south part of the Glidden farm, but it had the black
disease, and perished many years ago.
The mother of Simeon Glidden saw the wolves chase a
deer in front of the old log-house, in the winter season.
The neighbors said that Samuel Knowles, who owned many
bees, could talk to them ; but he must have had a much
more charming voice than we remember, and his actions
must have been more speedy, or he would have made the
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142 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
Jacob Glidden came into Clarendon in February, 1817,
and, as we have before mentioned, located on the Byron
road until 1819, when he took up one lot across from Aaron
Stedman's, on what is now known as the Webb Akely place,
on this road, just east of where his son, Thomas Glidden,
lately resided, over eighty years of age. Glidden at
first put up a shanty fifteen by twenty, with a bark roof,
and only one room, with no up-stairs. This building was
afterward used as a stable. Glidden made his bedstead of
poles, and divided them with curtains, having some natural
modesty. The fire-place was on the ground, in the corner,
and the sraoke escaped through a hole in the roof. After
one summer he hewed the logs for a house twenty by forty,
one of the largest in town, with a single room below, and a
chamber above, which was reached by a ladder. The
chimney at first was of sticks, at one end of the house, but
in the second one was of brick, and came down through
the center. There Avas a Dutch fire-place, Avhich would
take in logs six feet long.
Glidden and the boys made sap troughs for maple-sugar,
and on the A. D. Cook place and Orange Lawrence land
they made 1,100 pounds, which they took to Rochester with
oxen, in a two-wheeled cart, and sold for flour. The jour
ney was raade to Clarkson, down the Ridge road, and it
took four days to make the round trip. At this time flour
Avas worth twelve dollars per barrel, and wheat two dollars
per bushel.
Judge Cantine, Avho owned the farm now occupied by
Dan Salsbury, first surveyed the land on the south side of
this road. Steadman cleared only a portion of the Jacob
Glidden property, and then sold to Edmund and Abijah
Crosby, whose names first appear upon the roll of 1834,
and they finished this clearing. The ninety acres were
mostly cleared by Glidden and his four sons. The Glid-
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acres in the day, during the fall, which would then be
burnt. The drag which the farmers used was a wooden
crotch, with iron teeth, and the wheat was clear of thistles;
while the gardening was done by the women, and the price
of seeds was very high. Husking-bees were very common
during the long winter evenings, in the old log-barns,
Avhere tin-lanterns full of holes were hung up, the fiddler
brought in, and fried cakes passed around.
Edmund Millard, who bought out Abijah Crosby, gave
his note for 1500, with David Sturges as indorser, and then
fled the country, and Sturges sold the land to Thoraas
Glidden, David Matson, Sr., helping hira to buy. This
brought on an action in chancery by Millard, who em
ployed Jewett and Orlando Hastings as counsel, while Glid
den engaged Judge Samson, and won the case, his fees
being $500. After this fight Thomas Glidden called upon
Joseph Fellows, who had charge of the land office at Gen
eva, and gave a contract for the land, at seven dollars per
acre, interest seven per cent., running five years, the land
on the south at flve dollars per acre.
The present house of Thomas Glidden, now deceased, was
built by Ira B. Keeler, Warren Clark and D. F. St. John
as carpen ters, in 1848, and the first lumber was from Roch
ester, and the twenty-five acres to the north were cleared
by Thomas. Ira B. Keeler died in the house just west of
Thomas Glidden, which he built prior to Glidden's. The
Jefferson Glidden house was built by David Matson.
The east orchard of the George M. Copeland farm was
planted by Augustus FarweU, who lived there, and whose
name may be found upon the roll of 1827, and Isaac H.
Davis and Ira Glidden were residents of this orchard in
1829. Loami Clark owned the west part, and John Haw-
ley the east part, of the George M. Copeland farm, and
David Sturges traded with Clark, and allowed his store
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Glidden dug the cellar for the old red store of David
Sturges, on the corner of Main and Brockport streets, and
Ira B. Keeler worked on the stone store.
It was considered a good day's trip from Thomas Glid
den's to Brockport, with an ox-team, in the early days.
The woolen cloth would be taken to Fish, the fuller, at
Byron Center, at first, and afterward to Bushnell, at Holley.
The young women worked from home, spinning, at seven
ty-five cents per week, thirty-five knots of warp a day's
Avork, and a good spinner would do two day's work in one.
Thoraas Glidden raade all his improvements as to or
chards, and gave his daughter, the wife of Akely, that
property; also another farm to his daughter, the wife of L.
A. Lambert — in all, some 200 acres. Tlie shade-trees he
also set out, and some of them along the highway were
taken from Copeland's grove, in the village.
Thomas Glidden was born in Cheshire County, Town of
Unity, New Hampshire, December 10, 1803, and passed to
his reward October, 1888, one of the truest farmers of Clar
endon — a man who knew his friends in any time of the
highway of life; full of hospitality, and above all hypocrisy
and cunning. Warren Glidden was born July 20, 1813,
and is still on deck on the Cowles road. David Matson,
Jun., was born in Berkshire, Orange county, Vermont, in
1811, and, though very rheumatic, bids fair to live to
the age of his father, David, who left these shores at 98.
David Matson has apple and pear-trees from the seed,
sixty-five years of age, and on the Thomas Glidden land, is
a pear of the Bell variety from the sarae seed.
The first grafting that Thomas Glidden remerabers, was
on hearing Judge Farwell offer John Preston two shillings
a graft, for all that he would set on his trees, on the present
George M. Copeland property, on Brockport street, in
Clarendon. The road which leads to the south-west and
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house, we have named the Floyd Storms road, who is the
chief farmer, and whose place is midway between Jefferson
Glidden's, on the Matson road. The Storms house was
built by John Hawley, who was the first occupant; and
after him was Chester Hawley, who set out the orchard on
the east side of the highway.
The beautiful maples on this road all breathe the narae
of Austin J. Hollister, Avho has fstllen frora vieAv as the
leaves. Helon Babcock once occupied the land of Gilbert
Huyck, and the frame-house was built by Theodore Stone,
for his father. The Matson road has this year (1888) been
improved by building a new bridge across the creek where
David Matson crossed the waters in 1815; and this spot
was well known to the old boys as the Martin bridge, where
many a fine sucker was hooked, snared or speared, in the
days when the water Avas deep, and the rainfall abundant.
Now, only a few shiners raay be seen, and its glory has de
parted forever.
For a few years grass has been cut along portions of this
road, and near the Hines place maples wave their beautiful
leaves in the summer season. All the way from the Byron
road east, to the Smedes road, trees could be planted by
the present occupants, not only beautifying the highway,
but adding to the value of their property.
Smith Glidden, on the Thoraas Glidden land, has a fine
showing of berries of the choicest kinds, which he disposes
of at a good profit ; proving clearly what others might do,
if they would begin the cultivation. One is pleased to note
that Simeon Glidden has also, on the old place, begun this
work, and Lesso, who has lately moved onto this road and
become one of its best farmers, could make his place much
more profitable if he would follow the gardening system of
the fatherland.
The Matson road has stone walls most of the way, and
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the rocks of Clarendon. The Storms road should be
crushed with stone from the north to the south, as in bad
weather this is one of the worst in Clarendon ; and if the
farmers to the south would only awake to their best inter
ests, this would be quickly done. On this road may be
found wild strawberries in abundance, a rare occurrence in
any other portion of the town. David Matson is the only
survivor of the original settlers on these two roads, and the
rest have goue the silent way.
The next road which opens into the Byron road, at
Chauncey Fords, is the Tousley road, from the fact that it
was cut through in an early day to reach the Tousley set
tlement, on that portion of the same road which turns in
by the home of Otto Gaines, to the south, just above the
M. D. Milliken estate. This road is only about one mile
in length, with no houses, and rises quite abruptly over the
hill, dividing lands now owned by Abram Bartlett, and for
merly included in the old Church and Tousley property.
As we sweep to the eastward and southward beyond the
farms of George M. Copeland and Newton Orcutt, we reach,
on the east, the Glidden road, which runs nearly east until it
joins the Cowles road leading to the north, and the Tem
pleton road to the south, intersecting to the south, about
midway, the Andrus road leading to the Root road, at the
Eoot school-house, and just opposite to the north, the
Storms road, which unites with the Matson road at Jeffer
son Glidden's. This may be known as the West Glidden
road, in contradistinction from the East Glidden road,
which leaves the Cowles and Smedes road at Willet Jack
son's, bearing to the eastward by the Glidden school-house,
until it enters Sweden. The West Glidden road leaves the
Eobinson school-house to the right, and gradually ascends
up a sandy soil, with a growth of evergreens and other tim
ber, to the south, where game may be found, as partridge
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lands with William S. Glidden, in a high state of cultiva
tion, — his large barn the most striking object.
The land now slopes to the eastward and northward,
until we reach the Glidden graveyard on the north, and
the stately dwelling which was, until lately, the home of
William S. Glidden, now in Holley, whose story we have
given in full from his lips. Glidden has been one of the
heaA'iest wheat-growers in Clarendon, and a man whom the
daylight seldom found in bed. The Eobinson Brothers,
on his farm of over two hundred acres, are mighty men of
work, and they leave not a stone unturned to insure success,
while Glidden may be seen, at the age of 78, riding daily to
and fro from Holley, to see with his own eyes how the good
work goes on. Over a slightly descending grade the road
passes for about one-half a mile across the Glidden territory,
until it reaches the Andrus road on the south.
Away back in the years Samuel L. Young OAvned the
Charles Glidden lands, but Time has grown aged and old
since he moved his body hence. To-day Clarendon has
not one farmer that bears this family name, and Charles
Glidden may drive his plow spring or fall without fearing
the Young intruders. Diagonally to the north is Charles'
brother Fred, tall and stalwart, trampling down the soil
once known to Philander Brown. Why they placed him
among the numerous family of this name our chronicler
gives us no information, and whether he did up all things
Brown we cannot say, but this we do know that no one
can call upon Fred H. Ghdden by daylight, moonlight,
starlight or lamplight, but he will be treated according to
the Golden Rule, and go away convinced that Fred and
Charley are gentlemen every inch of soul measure. To the
eastward on the south side Clark Storms has a very pleas
ant home, and his lady is well known as one of the chief
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Kansas prairie, and man and beast are not obliged to look
skyward to know which way they are traveling.
Along this road are some beautiful elms, that throw their
rich, dark foliage to wave in the sunny month of June,
and if they had only scattered their children from the
Byron road to the Cowles and Templeton roads, this would
have truly been the Elm avenue of Clarendon. In rainy
seasons the West Glidden road is heavy and the passage
difficult, especially between the corners at Warren Glid
den's and the corners at Charles and Fred Glidden's, as the
travel to the west by William S. Glidden's is very light at
such times, as the public prefer to move to the north over
the Storms road and to the south over the Andrus road.
Here, then, a stone-crusher would make the passage easy
during the whole year.
The Andrus road extends from the West Glidden road
to the Root road in a southwesterly and southeasterly direc
tion, veering from the west the Crossett road near the
late residence of Enoch Andrus. The first house which we
meet on this road is that of Gilbert Cook, on the west side,
and this is at least a quarter of a mile from the West Glid
den road. Gilbert Cook has lived here for many long
years, and now that he is old, disease has laid its heavy
hand upon his nerves and muscles, and chained him as a
prisoner within his own dwelling. The buildings and all
the surroundings wear the look of decay, and the absence
of the master is everywhere apparent. As this road swings
to the eastward the ruins of a grain barn, with the white
walls of a frame house, inform the passer-by that until
1888 Orson Cook made his domicile here. He has now
hied away to town and left his landed possessions at the
tender mercy of tenants. Cornelius Putman had, many
years gone by, real property at the north corner of the
Andrus road, and, as near as we can locate, Clark Hayes
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windows. The rest of the Andrus road will be included
in our description of the Eoot road.
The Andrus road, from the Crossett road north to the
West Glidden road, is a dreary passage-way, and one may
travel this by the hour and have for company only the
crows that fly overhead with their dolorous " caiu " ! Weeds
are abundant, the road-bed very bad and the fences all wear
the impression of sloth, negligence and the last stages of
support. If one desires the quiet and charm of a country
life, undisturbed even by the murmur of the brook or the
hum of humanity, he can find it here free from the taint
of life's busy hive. If the ill-starred owners of this por
tion of Clarendon would plant shade-trees along the high
way, they could, at least, enjoy the presence of leaves with
their sighing in the suramer, the notes of robins while
nesting, and, in the winter, gaze upon their trunks and
branches as evidences that some human hand was ready to
give proofs of existence. The absence of the barefooted
boy with his cheek of tan,- of whom Whittier sang so
sweetly, or as Shakespeare warbled, "With shining morn
ing face, creeping like snail unwillingly to school," only
proves that the golden days of schoolhood have gone
forever. Just beyond Nathaniel Brackett's, a road leads to the
east from the Byron road, which we shall designate as the
Crossett road, from the fact that this family had their abode
here at a very early day. As we rise to the eastward on the
north side of the highway, pleasantly located, is the resi
dence of Benjamin Boots, commanding a view of the
country for miles around. As far back as we can go, one
Lee dwelt here, and when Valentine Tousley resided upon
his homestead on the Nathaniel Brackett farm in the
forties, these lands were in his possession, and, after his
decease, came into the hands of his brother, Orson Tousley.
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flows across the highway was an individual by the name of
Tichner, who dwelt quietly under his log enclosure, but
where he journeyed to we cannot say. To the east was
Calvin Chadwick, on the south side, and he has also dis
appeared from the roll of memory ; but he cleared up the
land at this point aud is therefore entitled to particular
mention. Beyond him eastward, on the north side, was
Nathaniel Crossett, the father of John, who was born here
nearly sixty years ago. His father was a worker and the
soil could tell his labor if the old trees would once more
come back to eartli. Across from the present home of
John Crossett lived Daniel Crossett, his uncle, who planted
the flrst orchard, and this year, 1888, Eugene Crossett, the
son of John, dug up the old trees and has started another
orchard, which may live on as did the old one for sixty
years or more. The old orchard on the John Crossett farm
was set out by Obadiah Fuller and must soon give up its
apple-ghost. The upright portion of John Crossett's house
Avas built many years ago by the brother of the widow of
Belah Brockway and moved by James Winn, the old car
penter, just south of its present site by the old pump, and
about 1865 John Crossett moved it to where it now stands.
All of the other improvements have been made by John,
with the exception of the old portion of the barn whicli
was framed by Fuller.
The first stone walls on this road were laid by Hood,
under the supervision of Enoch Andrus, and the rail fences
are very old, the work of the first settlers. The new house
on the north was raised by Jehial Hollister, in the year
1884, and he is the owner of twenty-five acres at this place.
The maples which are growing finely on the south side of
the highway John Ciossett planted, over twenty years ago,
and if Worthy Cook had followed his example one portion
of this road would have been an avenue of shade. This
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not allow of great improvement, another instance why the
highways should be subject to a general law, so that all
parts of the town would alike receive their just benefit by
a direct tax, abolishing the poll system.
The Root road, which leads to the eastward, between the
lands of Nathan E. Merrill and Frederick Dezetter, is
joined on the south by the Bird road, Barker road and Car
ver road, and on the north by the Andrus and Templeton
road. According to George Root, Jehial Eoot, his grand
father, came onto this road in 1811, and took np the land.
As we enter this road from the Byron road, one cannot fail
of noticing a stately elm that must be over one hundred
years of age.
The first house we reach on the north side was, until
lately, the residence of Barney Goodenough, who passed
over the river by consumption. A little to the east Asahel
Matson had a log-house, and for many years occupied the
place which is now in the possession of William Bird. He
was a peculiar raan, and was known to all the country
round as " Old Ace." He passed away to New York, and
there, as ruraor says, left his bones.
The lands now held by Alvah Blanchard, on the south
and north, in 1831 were taxed against Charles Maine, and
the same year Thomas T. Maine occupied the home of
Daniel Whipple. Across the Avay was Thomas Butcher,
whom we have mentioned as living in the old Col. Lewis
house, on the Byron road, and he set out the trees here a
long time ago. Asahel Clark was in this district as over
seer in 1821, and his possessions took in the Blanchard
property of to-day. At this time Sarauel Rodgers had the
Harley Munger territory, and he raust have done rauch
of the clearing side by side with Clark.
Jehial Root was one of the first to cut the timber be
tween the Sweden and Byron line, in 1814. He was a great
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Andrus, discussing about Tippecanoe and Tyler, too, or
overhauling Martin Van, Van, who became a used-up man,
as the song went. His son, Nathan, died at the good
old age of eighty-two, but suffered terribly for many
years with a cancer. Nathan worked at one time in
Byron, when a young man, for ten dollars per month, and
received as pay a two-year-old heifer, in the place of cash.
He saw the soldiers of 1813, as they passed over the Ridge
road, on tiieir way to meet the red-coats. His first team
was black, which his son George well remembers. George
Eoot was born in the old log-house, which was one of the
best in town, November 11, 1833. The house was lathed
and plastered, something very unusual for those log-cabin
days. Where George Eoot now lives, the father of John N.
Beckley, Esq., of Eochester, once had a plastered house.
Now George Eoot has a spacious farm-house, with furnace
and his outbuildings all bespeak the presence of a man who
loves to keep step with progress. He has been a large hop-
grower, and his fields are under a high state of cultivation.
A sandstone horse-block, just in front of the gateway, bears
the name of Eoot, and one wall on his side of the- highway,
forty years of age, was not repaired until 1887. Eoot has
set out on the roadside, for a long distance, apple-trees,
which are beginning to bear their fruits.
Harley Munger has a noble residence on this road, on the
south side, where lofty elms look down upon a broad plaza
in front of the mansion. The barns here are of the latest
style, and the premises ever wear that appearance of com
fort and convenience which indicate clearly the true nature
of the owner. Munger has one of the best farms in all
Clarendon, and taps annually over 400 trees, in the making
of maple-sugar and the production of maple-syrup.
Curtis Cook moved on to his place in 1835. Where Cook
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and he rigged over a corn-barn in which to live till 1861,
when he built the present house, now occupied by his son,
Whitney, who has become the owner of these premises since
his father's decease. The most of this land was cleare*d.by
Curtis Cook, and the west orchard was his planting; also,
the beautiful evergreens and shade-trees near the house.
The location of the residence is fine, and the eye takes in a
goodly prospect.
As we ascend a rise in the highway, to the south is the
beautiful home of Tommy Benton, as the boys call him.
This is truly the richest farm in the whole town, and would
challenge admiration from any resident of Iowa, Illinois or
Kansas. The land has that peculiar level which carries
one to some prairie country, but the magnificent grove of
maple soon tells us that we are in a state that uo other can
hope to equal. As one farmer remarked to the author,
" This farm has made every man rich who occupied it."
Just in front of the residence are maples that in suramer
are most beautiful, and to the west, in a direct line, are
twenty-eight others which cannot fail to attract the atten
tion of all travelers. If envy were allowable, one might
be pardoned for looking with the green eye upon this mag
nificent property, in the richest portion of Clarendon.
Thomas Templeton built the large frame-house at the
head of the Templeton road, in 1834, and one can look for
miles over Clarendon from this commanding spot. This
house was one of the best in its day, and even now its walls
convey a silent tale to every beholder.
On the Dezetter lands, along the highway, reaching to
the Blanchard property, apple-trees have been planted
which, in time, will pay well for their place in the soil.
In a pasture lot, to the north of Alvah Blanchard, may
be seen an immense limestone rock, over forty feet in cir
cumference, and twenty-five feet in height, standing all
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This road is generally kept in good condition, and, were
it not for a few neglected spots, could be called the best in
Clarendon. Maples could be taken from the groves near
by, Und this road made beautiful in shade during spring
and summer.
Nearly opposite the Ashael Matson homestead is a nar
row road extending due south, which we have named the
Bird road, after Deacon Bird, who built the stone part of
the Beardsley house on this road, and moving to Holley,
with Abijah Dean, put up the first warehouse in that vil
lage. Williara Bird, an Englishraan, on the Byron road,
is UOAV the possessor of these lands, and the house is lonely,
the road as silent as some cemetery, Avith an abundance of
weeds choking the passage. If any one in Clarendon de
sires absolute quiet, he can find it here, only interrupted by
the crowing of chanticleer.
Where the boys and girls have their happiest days, across
from the Eoot school-house, is the Barker road, which en
ters Byron only about three-fourths of a mile away. This
is a good road, and no better soil can be found in town.
The residence of Daniel Barker, with all his other build
ings, are of the very best, and every inch of his territory is
cultivated to the highest degree. Fine apple-trees line the
highway on either side, and the clean grass-plat has no
weeds to mar its beauty. Barker is one of the most stylish
farmers in Clarendon, a man who would be observed by any
stranger as nature's true gentleraan. He never lies down
in the old rut of the muddy Past, but wears the beautiful
garments of the Present. He is the heaviest maple-syrup
producer in town — tapping in his -grand grove 500 trees,
and sending annually, to Boston, Buffalo and New York,
about 3,000 pounds of the choicest fluid, all passed through
evaporators and strainers, that remove all sediment.
The house to the south on the Barker lands, was built
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by Barker. Ebenezer Smith was the owner of the Barker
possessions in 1821, and has gone upward. Barker, this
year, 1888, is setting out eleven acres of Niagara grapes, on
a portion of his land looking to the north, and he is ready
to bear all criticism, and stand all expense, in testing this
favorite variety on his native heath.
Turning to the north, we will travel the Andrus road,
and introduce the Andrus faraily to the reader. In 1814
Jacob Andrus, the father of Enoch, came onto what has
been known as the Eoyal Taylor property. In 1816, at
seven years of age, Enoch came here, and lived with his
father in a rude log cabin, 18 by 24, with a roof covered
with basswood troughs, one overlapping the other on a flat
surface ; and this house had no chimney, only a hole
through the roof In 1816, the cold summer, there were
two frosts ; the first cut the corn, and the second killed it.
In the following year the father was forced to sell the only
cow they had, in order to purchase Avheat flour.
Enoch was at Holley when the celebration took place
over the Erie canal, in 1825. Squire Wood, of Hulberton,
was marshal of the day, the band a marshal one, Samuel
Coy, of Clarendon, the fifer. The speaking by Clinton was
on the bridge, and a line-boat was finely decorated, the
crowd in attendance very large for those days. If we had
one of Hogarth's paintings of this group, what a scene !
Enoch took a trip in the first regular line-boat from Lock-
port to Albion. When he was about twenty years of age,
he walked, Avith a score of others, to Byron, on to Batavia,
up the old turnpike road to Buffalo, to see the Thayer
brothers hung. They stopped for the night about five
miles from Buffalo, and in their journey found taverns
every few miles, the whole distance. At this time Buffalo
was a small village, and the hanging took place on the west
side of Main street, near the Terrace, and all the boats in
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tion. There was a rope stretched across the street to keep
back the crowd from the prisoners, and these three were
placed on a plank, and when they dropped there was a gen
eral cry of " Oh!" The criminals chose their own length
of rope, and the coffins were placed under them.
The great crowd ate up all that the village of Buffalo
could supply, and Enoch and his friends were in the streets
all night without lodging, the Aveather quite cold for June.
The next day fifteen of the party went to the Falls, and
staid in a barn over night. The village was deserted on
account of sickness. For one-half mile before reaching the
Falls, the country was a Avilderness. The party passed
through Lewiston to Lockport, which was a little village,
and took a line-boat below the Locks, which was drawn by
two horses, the canal only a ditch.
The first winter wheat which Jacob Andrus raised, he
paid a man one shilling out of the store to draw to Eoch
ester, where it was sold for two shillings a bushel. The
first wagon which Andrus had was two wheeled, and drawn
by oxen. The present frame-house of the Andrus home
stead is over fifty years of age ; the lumber from Le Eoy,
clapboards from Sandy Creek, with shaved shingles from
Allegany county. The milling of the Andrus family was,
in 1814, at Pumpkin Hill, and Jacob Andrus would take a
bag of wheat on his shoulders, and go in a path to this
point. Solomon Hammond was the first wall-layer in this sec
tion. Most of the land Enoch Andrus cleared, and passed
quietly away, on the old homestead, 1886, at the age of 77,
respected by all who knew him. Horace Hood also laid
stone upon stone for Andrus across his territory. One
Shepherd liA'ed, very early, where the pump stands on the
Storms road to the west, and Stephen Howard once fired up
on the same road to the north of John Hawley. He bought
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Brown built where Floyd Storms now resides. Squire P.
Green had his home where Warren Glidden lives on the
Cowles road, and had a whole lot of one hundred acres
here, while Lyman Green was on the west part of this land,
on the West Glidden road.
Edwin P. Sanford occupied the lands where Whitney
Cook lived on the Templeton road, to the north of the
Templeton farm, and James Dean held the lands now
known as the Mitchell place, on the same road. Isaac
Crossett had his hearth on the McGowan property, on the
east side of the Templeton road. Samuel Barker gave a
name to every road in this section, and he would have done
finely had he laid out some western city where only the
grass was to be seen.
There was a saw-mill for a time owned by Horace Taylor,
west and soutli of Worthy Cook's, on the Crossett road.
Paul Eobinson had a whole lot where Charles Lusk now
lives, on the Lusk road, which passes to the south, oppo
site the Glidden school-house, out of the East Glidden
road. Joseph L. Cook and Jared L. Cook were also on the
Lusk road, opposite Asa Glidden's, but were in no wise
connected with the rest of the tribe in Clarendon. Daniel
Vining had his home at one time in the Mills place, and
Jared Vining east of Willet Jackson's barn, on the East
Glidden road.
On the McCormick farm the first settler was Andrew
Ingersoll, afterward James Bodwell, and they cleared the
greater portion of this land on the East Glidden road.
Elder Sheldon, a Baptist minister, with a large family of
boys, held family prayer on the soil when James Lusk
passed away and Lusk built the present house. Old Sam
uel Hawley was on the East Glidden road just across from
Willett Jackson's and took up what is now known as the
Jackson property, clearing up this fine territory. The very
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McCormick, a Scotchman. Where Adelbert Jackson has a
fine estate on the Cowles road, Josiah Howard could be
seen daily, and he also took up a whole lot where Charles
T. Cowles lately said " Good-bye." Helon Babcock, who
moved to Illinois, had his fires at the Mack place, where
the old red house still meets the eye. To the south and
east on the Cowles road was Jabez H. Davis. Levi Davis
was a fine mason and laid up the Holley Agricultural
Works, the George Salsbury stone house, and was the boss
in the building of the Universalist church at Clarendon,
and did all the facing in front, and built one store in
Churchville and one at Cortland. He walked from Massa
chusetts to .Chautauqua County and returned on foot. The
old red house which we have mentioned was built by Fer
rin Speer. Noah Sweet resided in what is now known as
the Willard Storms place, on the west side of the Temple
ton road, Avith a beautiful hedge and finely shaded yard.
Sweet had money enough to pay for his land, the only one
of this character in all Clarendon, and he must have been
a great worker, as he cleared the whole piece. Elisha
Smith and Truman Smith at first owned the James A.
Hollister possessions, which are now held by James Hovey.
This is one of the finest places on the Templeton road,
with large and elegant buildings and yards that hear
the maples whisper their rausic. Squire Hollister, as he
was generally called, lost this property through his sons
and became an object of charity at last. Now they have
all passed to their account.
Jabez Mead built a shanty and owned land on the west
side of the Templeton road across from Whitney Cook's
former home. The first occupant of the Orson Cook place
was one Cole, whose Christian name we cannot give. On
the Carver road, which leads south from Tommy Benton,
Dodge held the Carver lands, and on the old Lerauel Cook
place on this road Abel Mead was the original owner. On

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the Eeed road, Avhich leads to the south of Loren Hill,
Hale and Horatio Eeed held large farms, and Horatio, whom
we have included in "Stories," has just passed over the
Long Bridge at the age of ninety-one. In his day he was
one of the chief citizens of Clarendon, as the records fully
show. Francis Wells had his home to the north of Reed.
On the Hill road, which led into the Templeton road, lived
Loren Hill, on an elevated piece of ground, where he could
sniff the breezes from every quarter. One Fox built the
houses and also cleared the land. Hill Avas not worth one
penny when he died, although he owned this farm when
crops were good and prices high. When justice of the
peace he said, in the presence of the author, "that he did
not know whether his head was on his shoulders or on his
feet," a lawsuit having turned him upside down in his own
estimation. On the Reed road, Avhere Acton drives his team, J. F.
Autin was the early settler. Where Billy White lives on
the Sweden road, Ainsworth once snored, but he's slept his
last sleep many long years since. Joel Barnes claimed the
deserted Bascom lands, and now they are under a person
called Brooks, in no wise related to the old major.
Warren Glidden came on to his present home in 1840,
and into Clarendon with his brother Thomas in 1817 from
Essex County on Lake Champlain, and were fourteen days
on the road with two ox-teams coming into Holley frora
the Eidge road.
Jacob Andrus was a shoemaker and made all stock for
the family, while Enoch's mother Avould keep her father
company mending clothes, until the hand of time was on
the point of twelve. Enoch set out his orchard and took
some of his trees from Brewster's, on the Eidge, and others
from Dezetter's place, and his first grafting was done by
Ira B. Keeler over forty years ago. Enoch remerabers the
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Storms put out the avenue of maples on what was at one
time the home of Selah North, who was imprisoned for
taking off postage stamps in the Clarendon office. In
1840, when " Tippecanoe and Tyler too " ran for president
and vice-president, the canal-boats had on board troughs
filled with hard cider, out of which men drank as beasts.
On one of the party wagons was a coon chained, with the
words, " Five dollars to keep the peace." Enoch Andrus'
first buggy was ironed by Sol. Woodard and lasted until
the world was tired of its presence. The clearing of the
Eoot lands was mostly the work of Nathan, who carae into
the town when he was eleven years of age, and who labored
daily until cancer ate away his energies.
Edson Howard once owned the Adelbert Jackson lands
and Stephen Howard planted the maples for Charles T.
Cowles, who with his good lady are no more to be seen.
Dr. Gillett, from Sweden Center, and Dr. Euggles, from
near the stone bridge, were the old physicians of the
Cowles section. If they were only on deck at present we
might be able to give some very interesting stories of their
adventures among the early settlers of Clarendon ; but they
had not enough of calomel or jalap in their systems to
drive away Death, who downed them at last.
East of Loren Hill's, on the Sweden road some forty rods
from the Sweden line, is the Linkliter place, with a large
number of evergreens in the front yard. Parker Butter-
field's is the last house between Clarendon and Sweden. An
old gentleman by the name of Hammond is one of the
residents on the Eeed road, and, as we are informed, has a
stock of tickets which he has gathered for years.
WiUiam McGowan built his present house in 1884, and
has resided on the same place for 18 years. There is a very
fine elm just in front of the house some forty years of age.
George Cowles and Henry Cowles have each pleasant homes
on the Cowles road, and they could not wish for a finer

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location. The greater number of these farmers make
Holley their market and mail town, and are seldom seen in
Clarendon only on special occasions, when formerly this
was their head center. The roads in this portion of the
town are in much better condition than in other parts, and
the farmers to the east could buy and sell their neighbors
of the west. They drive in better style, take more pride in
their possessions, although it cannot be said that they are
very public-spirited, when Clarendon demands improve
ments in the village, as their former love has departed. If
the farmers in the east and south would step over into
Sweden and see for themselves what stone-crushing has
done for the highways, they would at once advocate such a
machine for Clarendon and take pride in its operations.
The beautiful groves in these portions of the town would
afford the finest of shade-trees, and when our Arbor Day
comes we may hope to see all these highways avenues of
shade wherever the traveler may go.

162 HISTORY OF CLAEENDON.

CHAPTER VIIL
WYMAN EOAD.
When we leave the Village of Clarendon we may pass
to the southwest, up a rise of ground above the mill, over
a rocky ledge beyond Cyrus Foster's home, on a highway
which we shall call the Wyman road, after Stephen Wyman,
who was one of its first settlers. This road was fully
established in 1832 by Lemuel Cook, Jr., and John Preston,
as Highway Commissioners of Clarendon. Formerly the
Tonawanda Swamp came to the roadside from the west,
and in our day we can well remember the dark and somber
evergreens, loaded down with their rich hangings of beau
tiful snow, and the white rabbits that would dart into their
burrows when Morris Dewey or some other hunter appeared
in sight. John Hughes, who once lived on this road to
the east, was well known for many years to all the good
people as one possessing more intelligence than any other
Irishman in town.
Marvin Powers had his house to the south and west, and
in 1837 he took advantage of the Bankrupt Act and robbed
David Sturges of a large store-bill which he forgot to pay
in after years, either in whole or in part. The sarae day
the lightning had struck Sturges' cow under the large elm
on Albion street, and he was informed of these two mis
fortunes at the same time. " God Almighty and man are
both against rae," Sturges replied, and walked quickly into
the stone store. The above-naraed property has now passed
into the hands of Michael Murphy, who owns the land on
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Avhole appearance of this territory, making the soil to bloom
and blossom as the rose under his superior farming. The
old island that the boys will remember has all been passed
over by the axe, aud the place is hardly recognizable where
we used to take our girls and gather wild strawberries.
Murphy has raade his dwelling one of the best on the road,
and his farm is the most valuable at present.
In the old stone house to the south aud east, Peter
Stehler now occupies, which was walled at the expense of
Samuel Salsbury, now deceased, and on this spot Henry
Jones, the first blacksmith, lived in 1813. Cornish, the
first preacher in the village school-house, also prayed here,
and when he departed stuck his stakes in the Keystone
State. Thomas Foster at one time looked out of the win
dows of the stone dAvelling ; and the author recollects
when a lad of tipping mother, baby, cutter and all into a
large snowbank at this place. To the south on the west is
Patrick McDonald, James Fee and Madison Mead, who all
have small properties which have been taken from the
swamp. Snugly situated is James Carberry, with a fine
orchard to the north of the house, and on a rock a bed of
flowers that tells plainer than words the love of the beau-'
tiful by the ladies in the house.
Farther to the north is Martin Higgins, by the "big
rock," which is now only one-half its former size and is
even now twenty-six feet long, ten feet high, and ten feet
in thickness, the house of Higgins just behind it. This is
the same rock Avhere Isaac Huntoon lay one dark night
when he was two seas over, obstructing the highAvay. That
night Valentine Tousley had a raging toothache, and, well
mounted on his good mare, was jogging toward Clarendon
to have a turnkey hitch applied to the troublesome mem
ber. When the nag reached the " big rock " she would no
farther go, and Valentine turned backward. Once more
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of some one in deep sleep. "Who's there?" demanded
Tousley. '• Ikey Pikey," came forth from the mouth of
Isaac Huntoon, as he rolled his body out of the road and
allowed Valentine and his steed to pursue their way. This
same Isaac once remarked to Morgan in the " Mills " school-
house that "unless a reformation soon took place in his
life he would not have enough left to buy a neck-yoke."
Martin Higgins left Schenectady for the Mexican war
while working on the New York Central Railroad, which
was then new, in May, 1847, with twenty-five other men.
They took a steamer down the Hudson to New York, and
then by steamer to Mexico. After landing, they marched
every night through the mountains in order to escape the
Mexicans. Martin Avas present at the street fight in the
City of Mexico, when the City Hall was taken ; and he
was neither wounded or sick during the campaign, and was
mustered out at Washington in 1849.
The old walls in this section were laid by Langworthy,
and the clearing and setting out of fruit has been the labor
of Higgins, who has made this a pleasant home. To the
south and east De Witt Cook, a few years ago, paid the
¦debt of nature, and now these lands have passed into the
hands of his son Edward, who is a Methodist minister.
Here may be seen the ruins of an old kiln, where Enos
Dodge, many years gone by, burnt lime, and sold it for ten
cents per bushel ; and the sugar-bush near by has been one
of the best in town, among the lime rocks. On the same
side of the highway may be seen an old log-house, now de
serted, once the residence of Merritt Cook, when the rosy-
cheeked Emma tripped lightly into the stone school-house
at Clarendon.
Michael Nugent, who, until his departure, had his resi
dence on this road, has been known for many years to all
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posed Irishman, and his works do follow him in out-door
labor of this section.
Beyond James Carberry this road is entered by the Milli
ken road from the west, and the Tousley road from the
south. A little to the south of these roads, Billy Bolton
and his good dame passed many hours away. Now they
have both laid down the burdens of this life, and taken
that journey which no one can record ; and Billy can be
seen no more, "firm -paced and slow" moving to and from
the village.
On the opposite side of this road was a log-house, where
once Elijah Hoskins, the father of Frank Hoskins, the
Clarendon jockey, resided. Elijah did not imitate the
good Elijah of the Bible, but Avas such a brawler that he
lost one of his eyes in a fight at the village, and was a ter
ror to his family, when loaded with new corn-juice. Levi
Coy, of Brockport, married one of Elijah's daughters.
Lotham Coy's father had his meals here long before young
Lotham knew enough to price fat cattle.
To the south on the rise, may be seen a well-painted
house and good out-buildings, now in the possession of
Priest Wilcox, who has a very happy home. Orson Ham
mond was here in auld lang syne, — where his bones rest
we cannot state. When David P. Wilcox returned from
the Badger State, he took up his abode here, and the im
provements are mainly his own. David Chappel had an
old-fashioned cider-mill on this property, with a beam sixty
feet long, and a box in which stones and weights were
placed to squeeze out the apple-juice.
Where Clark Coy looks out of a large frame-house, Wal
ter Holt anciently held convers'e, and was noted as one of
the Clarendon ministers. In 1821 these lands belonged to
Fuller Coy, the brother of Cyrus Coy ; and now Horace,
his son, has the title deeds, which were once in the charge
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166 HISTORY OF CLAEENDON.
situation only shows how the " whirligig of time brings in
its rcA'^enges." Jacob Glidden also lived here, and one ot
his daughters was the first wife of David Mower. Orson
Tousley, when he first married, lived in a log-house on the
Coy property. The very night that he was married, the
boys danced all night, and would not allow Orson and his
bride an hour of enjoyment, notwithstanding that Electa
said, " Now, boys, do go ! " but at daylight took off Or
son's wedding garments, arrayed him in a hickory shirt,
and marched him off to labor on the Byron road.
Over the way, on the Coy road which leads to the Rob
inson school-house, may be seen an old plastered house,
erected by Cyrus Coy in 1835, and now a hop-drier for the
many hops which Horace raises annually. Elias Goode
nough and Fayette Goodenough have good locations on the
Coy road.
To the west the Maine road passes, until it joins the West
Tousley road, which ends in the SAvamp. T; S. Maine set
tled at first on what is now known as the Bauman place,
next to John Pugh's, in 1816, and felled the first tree, built
the first log-house, and was the first chopper to clear a plat
between the "Mills" and Byron, in this section. He had
a pine log for his door, and in 1817 purchased a barrel of
flour at Hanford's Landing, at $35 a barrel, and gave away
one-half of it on his way home, to satisfy starving settlers.
He was drafted into the war of 1813, and drcAv cannon-
balls from Sackett's Harbor to Rome, twenty-four balls in a
load, and five cents each for all above this number, the
roads in a fearful condition, and was able to take only three
extra balls, and was obliged to camp out one night.
Maine's log-house was burnt. Himself and wife lived
together sixty-one years. Maine cut down on his prem
ises, a hemlock eight rods long, which Avas used as a fence
for some time on this road.
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married Rose, the daughter of Stephen Wyman, Jr. The
name of Wyman appears on the tax-roll of 1829, as over
seer in this district. The present frame house was buUt
by Stephen Wyman, Jr., in 18-30, and the carpenters were
Alfred Gott and Moses Decker, of Byron ; while Bates did
the stone-work. Stephen's body now rests peacefully in
the Robinson graveyard.
On the same side of the highway, at^he foot of the hill,
lived the revolutionary darkey, McManners, when this road
was only a wilderness. Near by was Van Buren, but as to
his relationship to "Mattie," we know not. The land is
noAv under the charge of Jay Merrill, the son of Wilson
Merrill, who lives in Byron. John Richey, now in Holley,
at one time lived in a log-house here, and he built the
frame-house of Merrill's. One upon a time, when away
from home, he found his new barn in ashes, the sport of
children. Eichard Babbage's house, on the lofty hill, was raised
by Chester Coy, who has his domicile north from Holley.
Jotham Bellows erected the frame-house to the south, now
owned by Darius Harrington, and the red barn was put up
by George Cook, from one season's threshing. Samuel
Miller had a log-house burnt up here one very cold night,
and lost nearly all his household goods. Where Merritt
Cook lately lived, Josiah Miller was the first settler. The
old fiddler in this district was Levi Cooley, who could
imitate the bobolink so cleverly, that the birds would be
deceived. On the tine location of Samuel Perkins lived, very early,
John Sturdevant, whose name may be found in 1829. Peter
Prindle, to the south, was the overseer of this district that
year, and he was assessed more than any other man of the
district. On the west side of this road, before one enters
the swampy portion, stands a cinnamon rose-bush which,
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168 HISTORT OF CLAEENDON.
sweet roses. This bush whispers the love of woman, and
here it was that Deacon Wilcox had his pleasant abode —
now no more. To the south is Andrew Kuhn, who loves
to have his mother entertain their friends.
Where Samuel Butcher has the finest of apples, Levi
Sherwood had possession, and on the Morgan place was a
frame-house, which was burnt, once occupied by Chester
Olmsted. The Morgan mansion is the most showy in this
neighborhood, and is very noticeable from any quarter.
John Taggart, who lived in a log-house near here, lost his
life, in 1840, through his horse running away, he having
too much whisky and hard cider in his system. In the
Deacon Wilcox house the good people shouted at meetings
so loudly that they could be heard over to the Weir's place,
on the Tousley road.
On the Stevens road, which leads east to the Byron road,
was once a steam saw-mill, put up by the Seavers, of Byron,
in which Lorenzo D. Sheldon was one of the sawyers, and
Arnold Jenks, of Holley, the engineer of a small power
engine. This mill was slabbed about thirty-eight years
since, but was run at a loss, and finally closed up its hum
ming. To the east is a wood-colored house, which Frank
Cook, the noted circuit preacher, built. He drove in a
two-wheeled gig, and when he passed by on Sunday morn
ings, the boys would sing out, " Look out, Frank, or Horace
will get there first ! " The father of Thomas Bolton had a
log-house across from Samuel L. Stevens, and his land
joined Nichols at the Cook school-house. Samuel L. Stev
ens built his log-house on the Stevens road over sixty years
ago, and the frame-house in 1858. Stevens did his flrst
milling at an old log-mill, near the present site of Green's
mill, and on the same creek, in Byron. He recollects one
distillery at Lucas's mill, one at Scott's mill, one at Green's
mill, one at the Rock school-house, one at the village, one
at Adams' mill, and another east of Pumpkin HiU, and

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one at Policy's tavern. Whisky was as comraon as water
in the good old days of the pioneers, and hoAV they kept
straight is truly a mystery.
Sarauel L. Stevens Avas born in 1801, and came into Clar
endon in 1813Avith his father, John Stevens, and lived at flrst
on the present lands of Daniel Barker, under a bark roof,
with basswood floor, and a blanket for a door. The first stove
Samuel remerabers was the Wilson, and the Franklin, with
open grate, for parlor. His first doctors were Henry and
Silas Carver, from the village. Sarauel L. Stevens passed
into another country in 1887, having been nearly blind for
some years, and dying daily in his raiseries.
When we turn to the west we shall enter the New Guinea
road, Avhich loses itself in the shades of Tonawanda. It
was called New Guinea from the fact that the raother of
Thomas Bolton had a guinea-hen, which generally followed
her. This is a short road, of a mile or less in length, Avith
a few houses to attract the eye. The first one is owned by
Michael Murphy, on the north side, the second by the
Widow Howard, and the third by Kate Mulraenall, of
Holley, and Edwin Foster lives in the one once held by
Reuben Swan. Henry Mepsted has a house on the south,
while Odell is his near neighbor. Isaac Swan, the father
of Eeuben, took up one hundred acres in New Guinea,
but has long since left its mosquito charms behind. His
log-house is over sixty years old.
Where Englishraan, Chugg, is working among the " hog
backs," Reuben Cooley was the pioneer, and here, also,
James Vickery fiddled the lonely hours away ; and John
McCuUom, one of the shouters at Deacon Wilcox's, habi-
tated here. The Mepsteds made this spot famous in their
day. Where now John Eaub meets his German and Eng
lish friends, a Derby lived, who ought to have been a good
racer, out of respect for the name. These lands were held
by P. A. Albert, of Holley. Daniel Forbush waddled like

170 HISTORT OF CLARENDON.
a goose on the Tousley road, of whom we will speak more
fully in " Chips."
Cyrus Foster now holds the soil which Allen Hill had on
the Tousley road, before he moved into Hastings, Michigan
John McKnight lived on the Henry Crannell place, and,
when he burnt out, put up a shanty with the roof resting
on a wall of the highway. After Valentine Tousley had
passed away, the father of Spencer, Simeon and Joshua
Coleman had residence on the Tousley possessions, where
now Henry Soles claims title. The Treat property was
formerly in the hands of Amasa Patterson, who has retired
from farming, and is now taking life very comfortably on
Holley street, in Clarendon,
The Milliken road, which enters the Wyman road from
the west, has only a small house on the south side, on the
knoll to the east of M. D. Milliken's, which belongs to
George Swan. M. D. Milliken came from Keene, New
Hampshire, April 23, 1840, in an open buggy, with leather
springs, via the Green Mountains, to Troy, and west on the
Albany and Buffalo turnpike to Eochester. Men were
boiling sap in May on the Green Mountains, and higher up
one fellow said they boiled all summer He stopped at the
Farmers' Hotel in Rochester, and gave for meals and lodg
ing two shillings each, the whole distance. Milliken first
stopped in Sweden, at John Eeed's, who once owned the
Chace property, on the Holley road, and at this time land
was worth there fifty dollars per acre. In Clarendon he
stopped at Alexander Milliken's, on the Sawyer road, the
house new, and all things in fine condition, and his wife
a very excellent woman. Milliken bought his present farm,
on the Milliken road, for twenty dollars per acre, or $2,000
for the 100 acres. The land was in a very bad shapes and
he had to make fences, and clear about one-half of stumps
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of that day. The house was built years before, by Judge
Zardeus Tousley.
M. D. Milliken was born August 11, 1805, and is now,
1888, one of the best and youngest-looking of the old men
of Clarendon. In about 1830, Myron D. Snider, who was
then living in Barre, came through the woods to Zardeus
Tousley's, and was obliged to crawl under hemlock logs
three or four feet through, there being no road west of
Palmer's, and the way, even in suraraer, alraost impassable.
In those days Snider would go to Clarendon by the way of
Mudville, the path or road through the woods by Ansel
Knowles, on the Millard road.
To the west of Milliken lives Abram Frederick, who for
merly lived on the Amos Palmer place, but who has resided
here since 1866. William Avery cleared the raost of the
Abram Frederick lands, and across the way was one Jesse
Griswold, who owned to the Tousley road.
On the Ebenezer Reed place John Hamlin had a log-
house in 1831. If he had any of the blue blood of Han
nibal in his veins, no one has shown us the origin. The
small frame-house was built by Leonard Pratt, who left
the country years ago. There was a wagon-shop where
now Ira Kelsey has a fine residence, which he occupied
until he moved into Murray.
Over the way Riley Byington mended shoes, and now
Otto Gaines has greatly improved his horae here. On the
south side of the MiUiken road, west of the Tousley road,
James Barbour resides, and his wife Lucy is one of the best
school-teachers in town.
The first settler on the Myron Snider place was Andrew
Brown, who lived in a log-shanty with bark roof, and no
chimney. His face was well tanned with the smoke, which
he must have been too lazy to send out of his dwelling. For
a time he stood up in the meetings here, and led the sing
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departed, leaving his name behind in the school district.
After his exit came in another chorister, by the name of
David Byington, who cleared up the Snider possessions.
John Wetherbee lived on the Kelsey farm to the west of
Brown's corners, and there was no other house in 1831 but
Zaccheus Fletcher's, who lived just west of Barbour's. On
the David Bridgman property, in 1 821, was Elias Palmer,
brother of Amos Palmer, and he was followed by his
brother, who built the large frame-house. The living now
cross where one graveyard rested, and little do they think
of the bodies below.
Amos Palmer was swallowed up by Orson Tousley, and
now mortgagor and mortgagee are laid softly down by the
flnal forecloser. Death. Bridgman came onto these lands
in 1883, and has greatly improved their appearance. His
wife brought sorae strawberry plants from Charlotte, and
set out a flne bed of strawberries, and she was the flrst to
bring regularly this fruit into the Clarendon market, where
it has been sold for the past flve years by Mathes, Cole and
Copeland, as high as 1,400 quarts in one season.
Back in the lot from Williara Rollings, who moved on
to the Milliken road in 1883, and is a model farmer, was
Sherman Bishop, who fiddled in the old nights at the coun
try dances. But the soul of his music has fled, the strings
are broken, and we leave him to play on golden harps or
violins in a better land. In 1831, Abner and Bradley
Bishop were in this district.
Across from Eiley Byington's was a wagon-shop, which
was converted into a barn, when John Westcott lived here.
De Witt Cook built the Wells house, on the fourth of July,
18£i0, and it was without windows until October of that
year. Wells on his place since 1858. The orchards were
set out by Palmer.
Henry Soles has been on the old William Tousley place,
on the Tousley road, since 1861, and he rebuilt the house.

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The garden was cleared by Orson Tousley. Soles, a few
years ago, had ninety of his apple-trees girdled by some
viUains unknown.
Henry Crannell was on his place, on the Tousley road,
since 1867, and passed away in 1888. The house was built
by Nathaniel Austin. Mrs. Crannell has a churn of cedar
that once belonged to Mrs. Jonathan Reed, and is now
ninety-six years of age, and in present use.
We have now taken the reader over all the roads to the
Millard road and New Swamp road, and shall include these
in our Barre road. The Wyman road, with its tributaries,
passes through a different portion of Clarendon than we
have heretofore described, both as to soil and general ap
pearance. The roads are rocky enough, as every traveler
knows, and in the winter would be fearful, did not Tona
wanda shelter them from the blizzards. If this SAvamp, in
time, be opened up, woe to the resident when the west and
south-west winds corae howling down from their airy
retreats. The law should come to the rescue aud protect
Clarendon from wood vandalism.

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CHAPTEE IX.
BARRE ROAD.
THE flrst mention of the Barre road, is a survey made
April 31, 1815, by Zenas Case and Alanson Dudley, as
highway commissioners for that year, of our part of the then
Town of Sweden. This survey was to the transit line
from Farwell's Mills. One of the flrst settlers on this road
was Abner Hopkins, who, according to Amanda Annis, had
a frame-house on what is now known as the Inman estate,
and is the same house in which Araanda stayed with her
parents over night in the year 1817, and raay now be seen
on the corner of Albion and Hulberton streets in Claren
don, the residence of S. Herbert Copeland.
We shall begin our story with the narration of Manning
Packard, who fell asleep in 1888. In 1819 Zebulon Pack
ard raoved into a log dwelling, which he had purchased
frora Elder WiUiam Whitney, on what is now known as
the Packard road, just to the north of the school-house at
Manning or Lawton's Corners. This log-house stood
where now the well of Bannister Packard gives forth its
supply of water ; and there were only a few acres cleared,
the road then a path to the north, and the only road of any
importance was the Barre road leading west to the Transit.
Zebulon Packard took up one hundred acres, and Manning
and the boys helped to clear up the land. Packard had a
four-wheeled, double ox-wagon, from Ontario county, a
baggage-wagon of the war of 1813, with six bullet-holes
in its sides, the flrst of its kind in town, and he used it to
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Abner Hopkins, whom we have mentioned, came in 1811,
and on his old place PhiUp Inman died, at the age of 86
years, in 1887. The names of Abner and Jirah Hopkins
appear upon the highway roll of 1821, in District No. 7,
and with their brother Joseph, their lands extended to the
" Corners," at the Christian church.
The present house on the Philip Inman place was built
by D. F. St. John, in 1864. Across the way from Abner
Hopkins, Levi Preston dwelt in a log-house, and about
sixty years since framed the old-fashioned structure which
still stands, the property of the Inman estate. On this
Preston place Samuel Knowles lived and died years ago.
The old orchards on the Preston place were set out by Levi
Preston and Samuel Knowles, and are old enough to lay
down their lives for fire-wood.
The first frame-barn on this road was Abner Hopkins',
where the farmers were in the habit of taking their grain
to be threshed by oxen and flails, and Fred A. Salsbury re
members, when, a lad, of sitting in a tub to watch his
father, Abraham W. Salsbury, while he threshed on this
barn floor. West of Abner, Jirah Hopkins had a log-
house, just to the north of the burying-ground, where a
clump of apple-trees have stood in our day.
The old frame-house of Simeon Coleman was built by
Leander Hood, as was also the barn. Elijah Adams was
here before Hood, to the west. The orchard was planted
by Hood, he taking the trees from a nursery, on his back,
two miles away. Hood gave only ten dollars an acre for
this land, and the present owner, Simeon Coleman, $140.
The log home of Joseph Hopkins was west of Hood's,
across from the Christian parsonage, and one portion was
filled with groceries, to supply the neighbors.
Benjamin G. Pettengill carae onto the Pettengill road,
just south of F. A. Salsbury, in 1833, and cleared up the
most of the land, and built the house in which Robert

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HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.

Hibbard now resides. On the north side of the Barre road
may be seen an old frame-house, which has the same color as
fifty years ago. Here James Annis dwelt, and his wife, having
too much fire-water inside, tumbled into the fire-place, and
ended her earthly career- At present F. A. Salsbury makes
this his horae, with good out-buildings, and he can reraem
ber the time Avhen he was obliged to drive his stock over to
Stony Point, back of Colonel May's, to get water. James
Annis put out the first orchard, and Fred the younger
trees. To the west, on the north, is an old red house
which is almost ready to say "good-by" to wind and
weather, and is now occupied by George Gaylord, the
owner. This Avas the abode of Thomas Annis sixty years
gone by. When the structure was raised the boys took
their station on the front plate and called upon Daniel
Austin to give it a name, which was then customary.
Daniel called it "A fair blossom for fifty-two acres."
This is one of the oldest houses on the Barre road, and, in
our humble opinion, must have been put up by a strange
character. For long years Budd Emery smoked his pipe
peacefully under its roof, but, alas! death came aud knocked
the owner, with bowl and ashes, into the grave.
The carpenters of this section were Robert Rodgers,
Manning Packard and the Preston brothers. The axe and
adze have dropped noiselessly frora their hands, and the
old undertaker has snugly boxed their bodies in his house
of clay. On the Pettengill road is the burying-ground,
which we have mentioned in another chapter. The Ben
jamin G. Pettengill orchard, on this road, where Hibbard
picks apples, is one of the oldest, having some sixty-six
years on the bark. To the south of Pettengill's was John
Russ, and he and Zephen F. Green were such raighty
mowers that they had scythes made in Eochester six inches
longer than the ordinary ones, to suit their brawny muscles.
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William Whitney once read the good Book. The elder
also prayed on the Oilman place, but his prayers are not to
be found in that locality now.
On the rise in the Barre road, to the west and north,
Lewis Lawton, with his sons. Brad and Menzo, dweUs,
with all the tools necessary, through steam-power, to bring
water out of the rocks at any depth. Alexander Annis
came with his family onto this place in 1817, and his land
reached to the " Corners." John Locke, for the orchard
just near the house, brought the seed from Pennsylvania,
and his first grafting was in 1820. Moses Holcomb had a
log smithy at the " Corners," but his forge has been swept
clean by death, and his horseshoe of good luck is now
over Jordan. Across the way, some tirae after, was a frame-
shop, where Vulcan had one of his sooty children. Blias
Lawton had at first only a small shop, but soon walled the
old stone one, where he chewed, forged and bellowed, until
Time laid him up in the general repair-shop of the race,
and ashes, cinders and dust alone remained to mark his
footsteps. Now " Si" can be seen at the anvil in the new
shop, and his hearty voice and laugh can be heard winter
and summer. Here, also, Benjamin Winchester pegged
soles and rasped soulu upon his leathern bench, years before
D. E. Bartlett filled the seat.
Winchester built the old red house across from the church
in 1841. Ira Bronson had a wagon-shop north of the
church, and when Levi Mower was a lad, Ira invited him to
learn the secrets of hubs and spokes. Southeast of Win
chester's, one Jerod lived, with his wife Sally and son
James. One of the most noted characters at the " Cor
ners " was Valentine Smith, or " Val.," as the boys knew
him. He could change a spavined, wind-broken, found
ered, knock-kneed, balky, one-eyed beast into the most
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178 HISTORY OF CLAEENDON.
America, and, in the words of Daniel Webster, " still
lives," as honest as ever.
The first tavern-keeper at the " Corners " was Alpha
Omega Eose, whose stand was near the site of the church,
and he had, while here, a branch of the Masonic organiza
tion. He afterward moved to Sandy Creek, and had a saw
mill near the ridge, to the west of the Hulberton road, now
in ruins. The old log-shop of Manning Packard, which
bears upon its sides the years since 1826, is still on the
Packard road, but the traveler will hear no more his sledge
hammer blows, as pale Death knocked him out in 1888.
The author has often walked into this humble shop, bend
ing his head at the low doorway, while at the forge was
Manning, who always greeted him with that every-day look
of welcome and candor. On one of his old chests we
could sit, while his fine and truthful raeraory gave us much
material for this History of Clarendon, and he longed to
see the day when its pages should meet his eye. But, alas!
the unwelcome visitor came and bore away, this year, 1888,
one of the most ingenious and original characters that
Clarendon had in her borders, at the ripe age of seventy-
seven. He knew the Packard road, and a large share of
Clarendon, when the leaves of the grand old trees were
Nature's organ-pipes, before the hum and buzz of busy
labor had made the fields to echo with its music. Requiescat
in pace !
To the south of the log smithy was a frame shop, where
Manning had a turning-lathe, and up-stairs a shoemaker's
bench, with a full kit of tools, and on the wall an old
thirty-hour clock which had no case, with long weights,
whose dial had marked the hours since 1833.
Zephen F. Green sharpened his scythe where now the
church sheds stand, and subsequently Elder Brackett
moved under the same roof, and listened to hear his wife
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Beebe had a wagon-shop on the south-west corner at Mud
ville, and his house was under the same roof, and he made
rakes for the farmers.
Joseph Owens had a shoe-shop just in front of Margaret
Freer's place at the " Corners," and was a lone bachelor,
who called upon Amanda Annis to make his bread, which
she rose and baked in the best shape.
Beyond Mudville Eobert Owens had a log dwelling, and
in later years put up the brick-house now owned by Wil
liam C. Cruttenden. In this house John Millard resided,
and opened wide his doors to ministers, when they were
poor, and they were as welcome here as the flowers of
May. Millard made braided whips and weaver's reeds in his
day. Where Eli Evarts grows fat in farming, Orrin Daven
port had a shoe-shop, and kept the size of many a damsel's
foot a most profound secret. Gardiner Nay had a log-
house near by, which has long since returned to its native
elements. Eli Evarts built his fine house in 1873, and the
barns were rigged out in good style in 1877.
Where lately the large willow-trees spread their branches,
John Hampton was the first resident, — an old revolutionary
soldier. Manning Packard was present at his decease, and
closed the eyes of one who dared to look the British lion
in the face. Hampton brought these old willows as whips,
when he came into town, and his hands set them out. He
was a very large and powerful man, whom the red-coats
feared to tackle.
Across from Hampton's, Eli Evarts, Sen., had posses
sions, which extended to the Transit. Here were born
Dennis and Martin, now gone, — who have owned portions
of the land of their father. John Bentley, on the New
Swamp road, which points to the south, had at one time a
very large ox-team, which he thought would out-pull any
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180 HISTOET OF CLARENDON.
ox-team which he hitched against Bentley's, and taking a
prod sent them forward. If Bentley had not soon hal
looed, "Whoa, Buck!" his yoke would have soon been
dragged at the heels of Evarts' small pair.
The Transit was surveyed in 1798, by Joseph EUicott,
with instruments, from Batavia, and was so called because
it was the dividing line betAveen the Holland Land Com
pany's tract, and the Connecticut purchase. The first well
drilled in town, was put down by hand, on the land of
Alexander Annis, two men working .at the drill.
On the premises of Mrs. Culver Avas a building which
the Christians used as a parsonage. Just north of this
house one Gillham swung the sledge, and his work, Avhich
still remains, bears evidence of his skill. Moses Decker
had a log-house in a pasture lot west of the Martin Evarts
place. Michael Bennett was one of the first on the Hindsburgh
road, which leads to the north from the Barre road, beyond
Eli Evarts. He put out the first orchard on this road,
bringing the seeds from Connecticut. His home is now
owned by Josiah Lawton. Darius Warwick was a good
shoemaker, who reposed to the north of the log-house oc
cupied by B. F. Mowers, before he moved to Batavia.
In 1831 Simeon Kingsbury owned the Crittenden place,
the frame-house of Avhich was burnt by a lamp explosion,
in November, 1888. Warwick made a fine laced pair of
shoes out of morocco, for Amanda Annis, when she was a
girl. Eeuben Bennett, who also lived on this road, bot
tomed a chair for Henry Bennett when he Avas over sev
enty years of age, which is still serviceable.
Eeuben and Michael Bennett cut a foot-path where now
the Hindsburgh road passes, and were in the habit of going
to Eochester for flour, when flrst coming into town, and
this road was named by them in memory of Jacob and
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Alvah Euss, in trying to break a young steer, put a neck-
yoke around his neck, and the animal nearly put an end to
his life, as a reward for his cunning. When Eeuben Ben
nett came through the woods to the Hindsburgh road, his
wife was the teamster and plied the ox-gad.
William C. Eoot and his wife came onto this road in
1831, and they lived on the old home sixteen years, when
Elijah Eoot rebuilt the house. The fine maple trees
were set out by William 0. Root, and are now forty years
of age.
Alexander Annis had the first sleigh on the Barre road,
which he brought from Springfield in this State. Ebenezer
Soles raised the upright of his house on the Pettengill
road, in 1876, and moved the other part from the Millard
road in 1858, in the winter on runners. Wellington Mead
was in the Hibbard place in 1858, and left in 1868. Joshua
Ooleman lived on the Gillman, or Barker place, in 1838,
which is to the south of the Hibbard place.
The first currants on the Barre road, the mother of
Amanda Annis brought Avith her in 1817, and set thera out
in 1818 on the Alexander Annis property. The Barre
road is joined to the south by the Pettengill road, Millard
road, and New Swamp road ; and on the north by the Sals
bury road, Packard road, and Hindsburgh road. The Sals
bury road diverges to the north just west of F. A. Sals-
' bury's, striking the Webster road which leads to the west,
and the Allen road leading to the east, to join the Hul
berton road.
In 1833 Abraham W. Salsbury bought out Elijah Slocum,
on what is now caUed the Levi Mower property, on the
west side of the Salsbury road. He gave Slocum in ex
change all that he possessed in Sweden, and received in
return one three-pail kettle, and a pork-barrel, which must
have been, as the horse-jockeys say, "a A-ery heavy swap."
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182 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
lived in Slocum's rude shanty until he put up a new log-
house, where he whiled the hours away until he built the
present frame structure. Slocum's shanty at first had no
floor, with only one room below, and a ladder leading aloft,
where Fred and the other lads crawled under blankets.
The floor in the new log-house was of basswood, notched,
and the backlogs for the flre-place were drawn in by horses,
while the bed-posts were made by Salsbury, and strips of
-elm bark served as cords. The chairs were all horae-raade,
the seats plaited with bark. Sheets hid from view the
sleepers below, and this fashion led to curtains and recesses,
which are again coming into style. Mrs Salsbury wove for
David Sturges, so that she might get money enough to
buy feed for her hens, which speaks volumes for her liege
lord. Before the Erie canal was opened Salsbury sold wheat iu
Eochester at three shillings per bushel, and one individual
was so mad at this price that he dumped his wheat into the
canal, where it was building. In those days the grain was
weighed on large steelyards, as platform-scales are of mod
ern invention. The upright to the present Levi Mower
house was raised by Salsbury, some twenty years after the
log, and the addition was attached in 1847. The land was
mostly cleared by Salsbury and his sons, and the orchard
was his handiwork. Salsbury was a soldier in the war of
1813, had a land-warrant, which he sold to Allen Hill for
$160, and he was in one battle where he scrabbled hard for
his life.
In the north lot of Fred Salsbury, on the east, lived
Eleazer Slocum, in a log-hut, which passed away many
moons ago. On the John Preston place, to the north, Peleg
Slocum had a double log-house, which he transferred to Guy
Salsbury, who in after years erected the mansion which
now rules the land. The orchards on the Preston place
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George S. Salsbury. Eodney Kingsbury bought out Daniel
Austin, who once resided across from the home of Stephen
Salsbury. George S. Salsbury bought out William and Jerry Aus
tin, who were located in the north orchard of Stephen
Salsbury, and George afterward built the stone house where
Stephen Salsbury has his home. George S. Salsbury had a
stationary threshing-machine, a remarkable fact. George
also built the Matthew Caton house, where the jolly Eng
lishman, John Gaylord, who once served in the gallant
99th regiment of the British army, now labors peacefully,
hearing no more the roll of the drum or the musketry's
rattle. These lands were cleared by George S. Salsbury,
and the orchards breathe his name. When William Austin
lived on this road he saw a bear-cub, and, thinking to cap
ture it, jumped onto a log, when old Bruin took off a por
tion of his long shirt, which he wore as an outer garraent.
Abel Hubbard mortared his stone building, where Edward
Allen now lives, on the Allen road, some flf ty-flve years ago,
and left the property to his sons, Avho lost it in the crooked
snares of pettifoggers. Hubbard's land reached to the
Murray line on the north.
Just south of the orchard on the Norton Webster place,
on the Webster road. Deacon Lemuel Pratt, a member of
the Presbyterian church at Holley, resided. Pratt had the
first stationary threshing-machine in this section, and it
was said that he would lay rail-fence Sunday night, after
sunset — the old Puritan rule. Daniel Brackett took up this
land in 1819. Lemuel Pratt had the reputation of being a
very honest deacon, which is an exception in the rule.
Daniel Austin once held the land now governed by James
Potter, and on the John Allen place, on the Allen road,
was David French, who has flown into another country.
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184 HISTORY OF CLAEENDON.
Brackett Austin, on the farm where William Beck grows
jolly in the dust of years.
William Bennett possessed, in an early day, the lands of
William C. Root, on the Hindsburgh road, and was one of
the numerous Bennett family. The deserted log-house of
B. F. Mowers, on the Hindsburgh road, was built by
Daniel F. Austin, and this family was very numerous. On
the Widow Baldwin place was Jereraiah Austin, but his
light was snuffed out by the old snuffer away back. Joseph
Eyant's lands extended to the Murray line, on the east side
of the Hindsburgh road.
The new Swamp road, which extends into the swamp
to the south, and joins the Ward road, had John Bent
ley on the west side, and on the east Jeremiah Ward put
up his stick chiraney. The house which George Gaylord
lately occupied, at the edge of the swamp, was raised by
Pantuaud, a Frenchman, and was for years under the own
ership of Elijah Adams. Philip Inman bought out Jere
miah Ward in 1836, and in a few years purchased fifty acres
more of Bentley. At this tirae there was only twelve acres
cleared on the Ward place, and Inman paid Ward eleven
dollars per acre for his purchase. Ward had put out fifty
apple-trees on this land, prior to Inman's occupancy. In
man bought Bentley's land for fifteen dollars an acre, which
serves to show the low price of real estate in that day.
Bentley raised one of the barns, and Inman the other. In
due time Inman bought out Birch, on the estate of Levi
Brackett, who lived where now Eli Evarts has his home.
Inraan moved the Bentley house out onto the Barre road,
and the same house may now be seen on the Millard road,
across from the Benjamin Pettengill property. The Brack
ett land was mostly cleared, and, under Inman's cultiva
tion, has raised as high as forty bushels of wheat to the
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advanced, and Inman hauled his Avheat to Holley, and never
received less than four shillings per bushel. He sold oats
as low as eighteen cents in trade, and paid two shillings a
bushel for corn to feed, there being no market for this
cereal before the canal. Barley was not raised, as there
was then no market for beer-drinkers, whisky being good
enough for the old-timers, and, having once raised wheat,
the farmers keep up the habit. Inman drew wheat to
Holley in 1827, the Avarehouse then on the east of the Fris
bie block, on the banks of the old canal, and he was obliged
to cross a plank and carry the bags of grain on his shoul
ders up a double flight of stairs before dumping. He has
been known by his neighbors to carry a two-bushel bag of
wheat on his back to the mills in Clarendon, and this may
serve to explain why his body was doubled up as a jack-
knife. The old warehouse in Holley was built by Aarao Ham
lin, the prince-merchant of that day. In 1839, when Jack
Reed was unloading his wheat, the teara backed off the
gangway, falling flfteen feet, killing the horses and sraash-
ing the wagon.
Inman worked in the harvest-field when he was twenty-
one years of age, for fifty cents a day, and Fred Salsbury
has reaped with his sickle, from sun to sun, for seventy-five
cents; and since that tirae harvesters have received as high
as $2.50 for the sarae labor, and with a cradle or reaper.
The old Bentley house was moved for luman by George
Pullman, Sr., and his son, who is now worth his miUions
as the Pullman sleeper inventor, but who owed the idea to
Ben Fields, of Albion, who died poor.
The first plates in the Salsbury home were turned out
of wooden knots, and scoured daily by Fred's mother.
When Fred was a younker, he took the old cat and pro
ceeded to roast her in the fire-place ; but the mother, smeU-
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186 HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.
young barbarian the " Eapsay darbey." Guy Salsbury,
from five bushels of seed-wheat, on ten acres of his land,
raised 550 bushels of wheat, which John Angus cradled.
Fred Salsbury has now in his possession a sickle nearly
sixty years old. Blackberries have been known to blossom
on the Salsbury lands in the month of March, in the good
old times.
The carding in the Salsbury house was done by the
mother, and latterly the wool was taken to Bushnell &
Pennell's factory, which was once a distillery in Holley,
where one could take a swig as if it were cider. The flax
was raised for linen by the early settlers, and was first
broken by a rude machine with slats, then with a swing-
ling-knife, the fibers hatcheled, then the distaff, and lastly
spun by the women.
Fred Salsbury, when he was sixteen, attended church at
Mudville barefooted, shoes being too fine for warra days.
His father "whipped the cat" frora house to house, while
Fred at times was kept busy whittling pegs out of soft-
maple, and would season them at the fire-place. Many of
these farmers made large quantities of maple sugar, which
would be used in the place of brown, or muscovado, and
when there was any sale the price would reach six cents a
pound. Of the old settlers that we have mentioned, Manning
Packard was born in 1810, and C. Bannister Packard in
1813, and Philip Inman was born July 4, 1800. Ephraim
and John Preston once lived on the lands now owned by
Willie Stackhouse, and they sold to Caleb Hallock, and he
traded to old Job Potter for lumber in Pennsylvania. He
also built the old red school- house of the Hubbard district,
for $250.
Araanda Annis sewed for two shillings a day, raaking
coats, pants and vests, when she was fourteen or fifteen
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built in 1836, and Stephen has lived here since that date.
He, with his father, George S., put out twenty-two acres of
orcharding on the north and east, in 1862, and is now
(1888) in flne bearing condition.
John Gaylord came onto his place in 1884. Levi Mower
has held the A. W. Salsbury farm since 1876, Alva Blanch
ard, of the Eoot road, nine years previous. John L. Pres
ton lived on his lands for thirty-five years ; and the house
was repaired in 1863, and John buUt the barns. Mrs.
Anna Preston came onto this place in 1874. She has blue-
and-white woolen blankets, woven by John's mother over
fifty years ago, and has a wedding ring of Mrs. John Pres
ton of sixty years. John Preston and Chester Preston
cleared the Joseph Corbin place in Kendall, at the lake ;
and the barns are sixty years old, with the same shingles,
all covered with moss.
The present occupants of the territory where the old set
tlers toiled from early morn till dusk, to clear away the
timber, now reap the reward of such industry, and in their
pleasant homes can laugh at the storms, and rejoice when
Spring comes, bursting, budding, blossoming in with its
sunny smiles and bubbling waters.
The road which looks to the south near the Christian
church, we have honored with the name of Millard, from
good old John, whose home is now in heaven. He came
from Fabius, Onondaga county, in 1833, and for a time
was in the home of Elizur Warren, on the Brockport road,
and afterward, as we have shown, on the Harmon- Wads
worth property, and moved onto this road, which we shall
now describe:
The Millard road leaves the Barre road at the Christian
church, and passes to the south until it joins the MiUikin
road, of which we have written. The only road which
joins it is the Ward road, that diverges at William Housel's,
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188 HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.
the south. On the Millard road not one of the old settlers
is now living, and all the information we have gained has
been from Manning Packard, with now and then a thought
from the children of those pioneers.
In 1819 the first log-house south of the church was
occupied by Amos Salmon, who lived to the east of the
present highway, and his name appears upon the roll of
1821. Benjamin G. Pettengill, after leaving the Pettingill
road, moved onto this road and built the house now occu
pied by the widow of Andrew Salsbury and her son Alvah,
and this farm has a good outlook from any point of the
compass, and is one of the best in the western portion of
the town.
Beyond Salsbury's once lived, on the same side of the
highway, the noted Jacob Oraaiis, a bear-hunter and hon
est fisherraan, who put assafcfitida on his bait to lure the
finny tribe. Omans set out apple-trees in 1833, one for
each member of his family. He shot one of the largest
bears in this region, which was so weighty that the end-
board of the wagon was taken out to allow the carcass
room to enter. His old musket is now at Hiram Ward's,
on the Ward road, and has had two new stocks during its
day. On the old Benjamin Pettengill place, John Millard
lived in 1827, and the present house was built by Drake,
from Pine Hill, in 1851. This farm has ever been well
cultivated, and has produced the largest of crops. Benja
min Pettengill now resides in Holley, with his son-in-law,
Abram L. Salsbury, and the lands are worked by Barney
Bailey, who has a fine family, and his children are well
known at the Manning school-house. Pettengill's wife
was a very estimable woman, and passed away when the
author was a lad.
Across the way to the east, Luke Ward had a log habi
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cabin stood. Samuel Wetherbee came onto his place in
1828, and had a log-house at first, until he raised the large
frame-h^use in 1836, which was the labor of Amaziah Pet-
tengiU. Samuel Wetherbee dwelt here untU his death, at
the age of 79, a man who Avas esteemed by all the residents
of Clarendon. His father, John Wetherbee, also passed
away here, and his brother John raoved to Michigan. This
land is now held by David Wetherbee, the shoemaker, of
the viUage, who had his home here when a boy.
To the south of Pettingill one Loomis resided, when the
country was new. Old Dr. Cowing Hved on this road, and
was well known to all the boys and girls in town, by his
long white beard, and strong staff. He was a botanical
physician of the old school, and no one better knew the
nature of the different roots and herbs that grew in the
swamp, or in the fields of our town. But his boiling is
now over, the last dose has been given, and he, too, has
been gathered to his fathers, at the ripe age of 86. His old
house Abram L. Salsbury owned at twenty, and as it now
stands was built by Manning Packard.
Above Samuel Wetherbee a Methodist minister prayed,
by the name of Lyman- Humphrey. To the south and
east a white house stands, which was erected at the expense
of Samuel Knowles, who lived previously on the Byron
road. He had a frame dwelling here, one and a half stories
high, which gave Avay to the one now standing, which was
mortised by John Angus, of the Mohawk Valley, in 1851.
Sam Knowles, and his wife Eunice, first began to keep
house in the old log-house owned by Joseph Sturges, on
the Byron road, where Adelbert Carr soavs his grain. They
had a whole set of pewter dishes, which would please the
aristocrats of Fifth Avenue, at this day. The first carpet
that Eunice had she wove with her own hands, and it was
made from woolen rags ; and she also wove woolen blankets
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from Le Eoy, and had two griddles, with a flre-place in
front ; and this stove would burn chunks.
Sarah Ann, the wife of Levi Mower, when a girl, before
carpets, would take the gray sand out of the flelds, and
after it was well crushed, made diamonds and squares in
the best room, which, like mosaic work, must have pre
sented a fine appearance. The south orchard on this place
was set out by Samuel Knowles. He was the shoemaker
of this road, and made shoes for the girls, out of boot-legs,
the style low, and laced with leather strings. He afterward
moved onto the Barre road and died, as we have stated.
Sarah Ann and Lydia Knowles took a peck basket full of
eggs from this home on the Millard road, when ten to
fourteen years of age, walking the whole distance, and
returning, which would make the girls of 1888 sick for a
week. Sarah Ann and Hannah only received four to six
shillings a week for house-work, and if they visited the
sick the time was taken out of their wages; and when
Hannah was ten years of age, some good woman would
give her ten cents a week to mind the baby, and all these
wages, up to seventeen, went into the father's pocket to
pay for the farm.
James Myers, a colored man, once a slave in the sunny
South, also lived on these lands. His wife was a genuine
old mammy, of the jet-black variety, and her laugh would
drive away the blues if one had them. Myers was one of
•the best citizens of Clarendon, and followed the first pen
ny's advice, of "minding his own business." But these
shadows upon the dial of society have departed, and for
years the land was owned by George Lilikendie, who lost
his life on a railroad-crossing, trying to save his cow, and
now John Downs, the Mayor of Holley, has the title-
deeds. Alvin Ogden once slept in a log-shanty, where now
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the way from John Downs, lately stood an old frame-house
with a porch in front, Avhere Orson Tousley once figured
in partial-payraents, and Amos Palmer and Abram Fred
erick lived in the dusty past. Horace Farwell, the son of
Eldredge Farwell, rode up from Holley one fine day, and
purchased this property. The old residents would not
know the spot, as Farwell moved to the rear the old dwell
ing, and in its place erected a fine residence, which is an
ornament to the road, and only shows what Young Amer
ica will do, when it has a chance.
To the east was a log-shanty in 1821, with a flat bass-
Avood roof, where John Eussell managed to exist in the
wilderness, and he came into town in 1819 from Massachu
setts. Farther to the south, near the residence of William
S. Housel, Ansel Knowles was the first settler, and after
wards David S. Eeed held possession. Knowles was
also a shoemaker, but his pegs have all drawn, and he is
lasting and fitting among the angels. Now Housel can
look for miles upon a country rich in resources, which was
in Knowles's day only an unbroken forest.
John Bogart also lived here in 1860, and Housel bought
from him in 1861, and built his house in 1864. Bogart
had a son by the name of John, who lost a new whip at
Brockport, and when he returned, his father gave him such
a tongue-lashing, that the boy, about flfteen, went through
the east orchard, and after giving away his jack-knife to
his younger brother, and telling hira not to follow him,
jumped over the fence and shot a hole in his breast, and
the whole neighborhood, after about three days, found his
body, black and ghastly where he had fallen. The father
placed above the spot a young maple, which is now about
thirty feet high and one foot in diameter, a beauty growing
out of blood. Housel set out the west and south-east
orchards, nearly ten acres; also the shade-trees, and did the
terracing, and to-day this is one of the flnest places in all

192 HISTORY OF CLAEENDON.
Clarendon. Housel carae into New York from New Jer
sey, fifty-six years ago, and from Tompkins county moved
into the Town of Yates, in Orleans county. He was
born in 1816, and is now rosy-cheeked, and has one of the
best families in town.
Where Jeremiah Palmer had a frame-house, James Pres
ton had his horae long years in the past. In his shop lie
made looms and spinning-wheels for all that came, and, no
doubt, many of these old traps are stowed away in some
garret ; and at a late auction one was bought by Ed. Mur
phy for ten cents. Preston's name will be found in the
election records, and was so much of a politician that one
of his neighbors, when asked how he would vote, replied r
" I don't know, you Avill have to ask Preston ; I vote as he
does!" Just to the north of the Brown school-house is Charles
Wilson, who is very comfortably located, and is well known
as the mover of buildings. He moved his flrst house for
Amos Wetherbee, in 1859, and has continued to so labor
up to date. He had not one penny in 1862, and has since
that time built his house and barns, and made many other
improvements, all showing his industry and push.
Old Jacob Omans was in the war of 1812, and stood
seven drafts. He shot the last buck which was seen in
this region, and the horns are now at Hiram Ward's, and
Mrs. Hiram Ward has often seen deer crossing near the site
of the Brown school-house. Amanda Annis saw a deer in
1840 on the Samuel Knowles place, which made the cattle
jump, and the boys chased it down the road, bareheaded,
towards the Christian church.
West of Ansel Knowles, at the present home of Hiram
Ward, on the Ward road, in 1821, Asdel Nay, who loved
to be called " Squire," thought over his neighbors' heavy
grievances. Abner Bishop, the blacksmith, hammered out
hoes on this road, which sold for one dollar at the " Mills.""

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The Ward house Avas sided by Bishop, and has an aged
appearance, Avhile the well has the same old sweep, the only
one in town.
To the west, Ira Eichmond at first had the Adam Eichey
place, and Adam built the house Avhere Fred Putnam lives,
in 1857, the very year he passed aAvay. Putnam came here
in 1859, and he put out the orchard and shade-trees, con
verting this into a handsome property. Charles Burgin, a
German, has the last place to the Transit, and he is doing
all in his power to improve the land.
The New Swamp road, which comes into the Ward from
the Barre road, was marked out many years ago, but was
suffered to lie unopened until 1885 and 1886, when John
Crossett and Lewis A. Lambert, as highway commission
ers, pushed this road through the swamp, but the passage
way is little used, and the labor was hardly Avorth the cost,
— over one thousand dollars.
There in one road which looks to the west from the
Hindsburgh road, near the William C. Eoot place, where
one can stop and chat Avith Tip Johnson, who lost his leg
in the Grand Army, in the civil war. We shall call this
the Johnson road, for Tip has made great improvements
with his Avooden-leg and U. S. pension, and he is truly
entitled to much praise. Formerly, before the new road
was cut through to the north of Tip, this was considered
the short-cut to Albion, and even now many prefer its pas
sage through the swamp.
On the Millard road Amos Salmon was known as a very
large and lazy man, and his wife would go into the forest
and chop with him, cutting off her end of the log first,
and would chop doAvn trees while he Avas snoring. What
a Xantippe she would have been to poor Socrates ! Asdel
Nay, on the Ward road, held lawsuits in his house, and was
so very tall that he could reach from his judicial bench
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194 HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.
tremities, and hold him up to the gaze of the admiring
multitude. Jeremiah Wood lived west of Putnam's in 1821, to the
south. There were in the woods a large number of wild
cats, and they would make mince-meat of the curs of the
neighborhood. The butter, in these golden days, tasted
very strongly of wood-leeks, and many families could only
have it, bad as it was, in the summer.
When Jacob Omans came onto his place on the Millard
place, in 1814, the country was an unbroken wilderness,
and must have been a fine land for him to sport in, with
his gun loaded with buck-shot, which he generally kept
ready, to the amusement of his eleven children, and Mary
land wife. His old nag has laid her bones to rest where
the crows once had a feast; and the little one-horse wagon
no longer stops in front of the old stone store in Clarendon,
to let out this gray-haired veteran. The water still mur
murs down the Sandy, as it did in his day, but the shadow
of his form no longer troubles the scaly brood.
One by one the old stagers are dropping down behind
life's curtain, and ere long their footsteps will he heard no
more in the theater of nature, each one saying " Good-by "
as he takes his exit.

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CHAPTER X.
HULBEETON EOAD.
npHIS road, which has Hulberton, or Scio, as it was for-
-»- merly called, to the north, passes out of the village of
Clarendon by a beautiful grove of maple and beech, well
known to the campers as Copeland's Grove. These woods
are a great protection to the inhabitants from the rude
blasts which howl in the winter from the northwest, and
the whole territory was at one tirae in the Sturges estate.
The Hulberton road has the Allen road, by Anson Salsbury.
to the north and west, and the Sawyer road to the east,
which is joined by the Hood road leading into the Holley
road to the east of Jeremiah Harwick's.
In 1821 Seth Knowles had taxed against him ten days of
highway labor, and he made his home in the large-
frame house to the north of Copeland's Grove. Matt
Smith has lately erected a fine residence under the shadow
of the lofty maples, where he can smile at the winds which
blow from the southwest, while across the way Carman and
his aged dame pass away the hours alone in their glory.
Seth Knowles must have come on to this road at a very
early date, but no one is left to give us the advent, and we
must leave this for the unknown. He was the father of
Eemick Knowles, who died the dark morning of 1855,
when many thought that the end of time had come, and
the whole creation of Clarendon looked in astonishment.
Seth Knowles, Jr. , was one of the masons on the Universalist
church at Clarendon, the stone school-house, the FarweU
Mills, and worked at his trade in the City of Rochester.

196 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
The Knowles house is now owned by Guy Bowen, and is
one of the oldest farm dwellings in town. The old orchards
date away back in the past, and have the appearance of
being as old as any on this road, and would whisper the
name of Knowles if they could only speak.
Over the way Horace Peck came, in 1816, to Leonard
Foster's rude home, who settled here about 1814, and cleared
up the territory. Leonard Foster Avas a cooper by trade,
and made all the neighbors demanded, down to a water-
pail. Henry Cady remembers of getting at his shop, when
a boy, an apple-sauce barrel for his father, Isaac Cady,
which was large at the bottom and small at the top ; which
demonstrates that his people had no other sauce in those
days, or were great lovers of the apple, which they used in
the place of leek butter to spread on their bread. Leonard
Foster took up 100 acres here, and along with him came
William Nay, who also took the same quantity of soil,
and was the first lime-burner in the kiln, whose remains
may be seen across from John Riddler's to the east, and
the little house Avas his home back in the lot ; and where
now Charles, th^ son of Thoraas Turner, resides, Erastus
Cone forraerly abode, and his name is in the town book of
1821. When Thomas Turner carae to this country he took the
stage from Peterboro, New Hampshire, to Troy, and then
on a line-boat on the Erie Canal to Holley, with Jacob
Hines as captain, in 1833, and the whole fare on the canal
for himself and wife, George and Charles, was $5.76, hav
ing good board and excellent accommodations. Turner
first stopped at Alexander Millikin's, on the old home
stead, and his boy George now owns this place.
Afterward Turner bought out Deacon Lemuel Pratt, on
the Webster road, and in time the lands of William Nay,
on this road. He built the house where Charles now lives
in 1855, and James Winn was the carpenter. The orchards

HULBERTON ROAD. 197
on this place bear the marks of many years, and Nay and
Cone were undoubtedly the planters.
The home of Anson Salsbury to the north was at first
the home of John Cone, who took up a whole lot here, and
he set out the orchard. Abram W. Salsbury can remeraber
when he came here as a small lad to get apples, and would
take them home in his handkerchief, it being one of the
first bearing orchards that he knew. Cone's lands joined
the Salsbury on the west, and he was the first owner in
town of a large quantity of bees, which made him well
known. Once upon a time he had a bee-hive stolen, and
meeting a certain neighbor he jumped into his cart and
said: "I had a bee-hive stolen last night. God knows
Avho, I knoAv who, and another mau knows who took it.''
The next night there was a tap at the door, and this same
individual with whom he rode came to settle for the hive.
In 1821 John Cone was the largest land-holder in this
district. The house in which Anson Salsbury lives on this
place was built by Alvah Ogden, who moved to Holley and
kept a hotel, and when he joined the church he took his
whisky out on the public square to burn, but too much
of water in the fluid put out the flre, which should have
taught subsequent landlords at this place honesty.
On the Bowdoin McCrillis property Nathaniel Smith had
residence, and in 1821 his log-house had a stone chimney,
the only one in town, the others of sticks and earth. Smith
was a fine officer in the militia training days. Bowdoin
McCrillis carae on to his place in 1833, aud his sous, George
and Adelbert, put out the fine maples on the highway to
the east in 1848. In 1833 the timber on the east portion
of the McCrillis farm was very large, and the basswoods
grew to a great height. The house was built in 1850, by
Jaraes Winn, and the owner is now John Downs, of Holley.
In 1849 George McCriUis sailed out of New Bedford on a
whaler, the old Leonidas, Captain Gifford. He left the

198 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
vessel at Port Louis, in Mauritius, and swam ashore with
his dunnage strapped to hia back, and was taken in the
night below the bell-buoy by the current some three miles.
He managed to secrete himself, although the natives were
hunting him doAvn as one would a slave, under promise of
a large reward. He afterward shipped on board the sloop
of war Plymouth, homeward bound, under Commodore
Voorhies and Captain Gedney. She mounted 24 guns, and
carried 310 men. He next cruised on the old Jamestown,
on the coast of South America, for 34 months, between
Bahia and Rio Janeiro. The JamestoAvn had a race with
the English mail clipper, the Brilliant, when the James
town took the wind out of her sails, and left the Brilliant
with her sails flapping to the leeward. George ran away
at Honolulu, but was captured, and once more trod the deck
as a sailor.
Bowdoin McCrillis, in his day, was one of the prominent
Democrats of Clarendon, but he has gone now where elec
tions have but little influence on the mind, as the govern
ment is under the control of one Master only. His wife,
who passed away a short time ago, was one of the good
women ofthe town, beloA'ed by all who kncAvher. Michael
McCrillis was a very intelligent man, and his son John, of
HoUey, had no equal among the people of that vicinity for
depth of brain and sterling good sense.
A short distance from the McCrillis barns once lived
Leonard Howard, who had a blacksmith-shop here. When
he was two seas over with liquor, his muscle would rise, and
he would exclaim, as he reached out for some victim : " I
feel like tow all on fire," and on such occasions he would
give his friends sledge-hamraer blows which he would call
" love-taps." Howard was very powerful, and ready for a
fight when he once became red hot. But old Death hit
him hard in the breast, and in the last round left hira life
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On the northwest corner of this road Rusco pounded the
anvil, but the neighbors, hating his wife, pulled down the
shanty one night over their heads, and Rusco left for parts
unknown. Across the way Broden resided for a time, and
who said "that he would go to the saw-mill raising in
Holley if he slept in hell that night." He went and lost
his life, but just where he slept that night we have no means
of saying. Beyond Broden's, back in the lot on the east
side, Isaac Cady took up and cleared 45 acres. He was
overseer of this district in 1821. In the old cabin Henry
Cady was born, in 1822, and he can recollect of the wolves
howling around when there was only a blanket for a door,
and his father away in Caledonia. Melviii Freer now owns
the Cady home of those days.
On the west side of the road, where the widow Smith
resides, Tryon and Bond had homes. The Smith house
was moved by Henry Cady from the premises of Thomas
Turner to its present location. When the aqueduct for
the neAV canal at Holley was built, stonecutters carved out
material on this Smith portion of the Cady possessions.
On the Sawyer road, which leads to the east, Alvah Ogden
built the frame house Avhich Henry Cady now calls his
home. Beyond is the solid mansion which Alexander Mil
liken erected, and now in the hands of George Turner.
Rogers lived here at a very early day, but whether he had
anything to do with the old song which says, " Roger will
be there," deponent knoweth not. One of his sons was
killed while robbing a bird's-nest. Henry Cady's orchard
was set out by Ezriah Miller, and the McCrillis orchard
Avas the Avork of John Ogden, and their labors do follow
them. George Turner had his old barn destroyed by fire, but has
raised a new barn of the present improved style, which is
really an increased value to the old Milliken farm, and
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200 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
John L. McCrillis has his home on the south side of the
SaAvyer road, and Dor Peck, the son of George Peck, on the
north. Henry Cady saw for the first time a bull plow on
the McCrillis land, when John Ogden Avas proprietor, and
this Avas probably the work of Ansel KnoAvles, on the Mil
lard road. Adelbert McCrillis, brother to George and
John, was one of the brightest scholars in Clarendon, but
Death's untimely blast carried him away from this earthly
school to another still higher, and John McCrillis lost his
beautiful girl, Hattie, who has gone to meet Adelbert, while
Nancy Jane Ogden, Avith her smiling morning face, is now
beyond the road she once graced with her charms.
The Allen road, AAdiich passes west to the north of Anson
Salsbury, was pushed through the woods by the energy of
George S. and Guy Salsbury, to reach Holley. The traveler
can pass by this road west across the Salsbury, Packard and
Hindsburgh roads, entering the Webster and Johnson
roads, on his Avay toAvard Albion, over a swampy territory
mostly, save where it has been drained by energetic farmers.
John Hunt Avas the early wall-layer on these roads, and
received as high as one dollar a rod, which price for some
reason Avas better than the present wages.
North of Henry Cady's house was a heavy black ash
swamp, where the Avild geese loA'ed to "conk;" but now
they fly very high, and never rest their Aveary Avings in the
borders of Clarendon. The flre swept through this timber,
and when Henry Cady began to plow, he would sink to the
knees in water, and his drag would be out of sight. He
ditched this swail, and harvested about 30 bushels of Avheat
and chaff, Avhich may explain the apperance of chess in this
part of the town. The first tirae that Henry Cady went to
Holley, the Sawyer road passed over the hill east of where
it is noAV located. Holley at one tirae had a great barn
meeting, and Cady reraembers of sitting on the scaffold
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of the old familiar faces which Henry Cady once met in
his trips to and from Holley have gone away, and this fact
must at times make him sad and lonely, as he jogs slowly
over the road in this section. Isaac Cady, the father of
Henry, died in 1873, aged 80 years, and Betsey, his mother,
when Tilden was elected, 1876, also 80 years, which clearly
proves that the black-ash swamp did not shorten their lives.
Levi Broughton lived west of Henry Cady's, on the north
side of the Sawyer road. Alexander Milliken came on to
the Jacob Sawyer place, on this road, in June, 1827, and
lived there until 1853. The house was carpentered by
James Winn about 1838. Robert Milliken, the son of
Alexander Milliken, is now one of the head grocers in
Holley. We shall mention a few places in Murray, on
account of their associations. Elder Robinson Smith
located on lands now OAvned by Dennis Shaw, and he was
a Revolutionary soldier, and one of Washington's body
guard. Isaac Smith took up the Levi Smith place on the
Hulberton road in 1816, and Nathaniel Smith one lot of
the Major Smith property the same year on this road.
William Daggett took up the Frank Smith place, and Frank
Smith built his fine house on the hill in 1880, and paints
it every three years. Orange Smith built his house in
186.0, barns 1863, and planted his orchard in 1861, and
has made all the improvements. Henry P. Bennett, who
married Esther, the daughter of Samuel and Eunice
Knowles, has been on his place on the Hulberton road
since 1881.
Levi Smith raised his house in 1864, and Ira Cole was
the contractor, and Smith has been on this road 70 years,
and is still a young man in appearance and labor. Major
Smith erected his house in 1851, and has been on this spot
since 1820. He set out his west orchard frora Wight's nur
sery in Rochester, and in 1887 had 137 barrels of very
choice apples from two rows of trees.

202 HISTOEY" OF CLAEENDON.
The Smith school-house was called the Cantine formerly,
from Judge Cantine, who had his residence on the lands
lately held by Samuel Salsbury. This is one of the finest
locations in this portion of the country, and the view from
the house, which has been lately greatly improved, is ad
mirable. Judge Cantine built the house and barns in 1823,
a,nd the buildings are yet in good condition. Cantine set
out the old Levi Smith orchard, and Samuel Salsbury
planted the fine shade-trees, save two hickories. Dan Sals
bury, with his very happy and intelligent family, has been
on the Cantine place since 1867, and Garritt Salsbury, with
his musical household, has occupied lands to the east from
1873, and these two brothers, as farmers, cannot be excelled.
The old Aretas Pierce house, on the Hulberton road, was
erected in 1827, and the Colonel came there in 1815.
Aretas, Jr., and Daniel cleared the lands, and put out the
orchards. David Sturges gave Aretas Pierce, Jr., his first
apple-trees, and they were planted by the old log-house on
the 100 acres. Daniel Pierce raised Joseph Pierce's house
in 1828, and Joseph has lived here since 1862, and Horace
Pierce was born in this house.
David Webster shingled his house in 1850, and put in his
orchard to the soil in 1863. William Russell, with his
happy family, has occupied his home from 1873. Frank
Smith set out his east orchard, on the Hulberton road,
which promises to be one of the best.
Mark McCrillis, son of John McCrillis, of Murray, on
the Cantine road, has one of the richest farms in this whole
region, and, like his father, he is not only a first-class
farmer, but also a chief citizen of Murray as to brains and
native energy. The traveler may be proud in passing the
Salsbury and McCrillis farms, and glory in the fact that
they represent Western New York in her beauty and fer
tility. On the Barre road, to the west, Oman Evarts, the son of

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Dennis Evarts, has an elegant residence, and his new
barns and evergreen hedge are remarked by all avIio pass
by. Farther on, John Waterman and James, his son,
have two very fine farms, and all their buildings, the barns
especially, are of the latest and most approved style, unit
ing in them much room with all the modern conveniences.
John Waterman formerly made his visits to the old stone-
store in Clarendon, and, as one of the hardest workers in
the country, chewed his pound of fine-cut tobacco every
week, which he continues, when over seventy, as tough as
a knot, and may be seen almost daily passing between Albion
and his old farm. His house was planned by Daniel F.
St. John, of Clarendon, and James Waterman will soon
push into the air a mansion that will raake the old house
sigh in envy.
Over on the Andros road Royal Taylor has set out some
fifteen acres of Niagara grapes, and, along with Daniel
Barker, he is bound to know what Clarendon soil can do
in this culture. On the new Swamp road, Daniel Albert
has roofed a new residence, which is a decided improve
ment in this locality. On all the roads there is a steady
march of progress, not only in farming, but also in all
the changes which are taking place, and when one new
barn or house is put up, this awakens sorae other to his
needs, and the improvement-like fashion soon spreads. The
Hood road Avas first surveyed in 1821 by Chauncey Robin
son, and established by Cyrus Hood and David Church ;
the Milliken road the same year, and the Bennett's Corners
road ; also the Root road and the Andros road ; in 1833,
the Crossett road, Allen road and the Bird road ; in 1823,
Salsbury road, Pettengill road, Johnson road and Taylor
road ; in 1824, the Bartlett road and Williams road ; in
1825, the Stevens road, portions of the Bennett Corners
and Williams roads, and also a new establishment of the
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204 HISTORT OF CLARENDON.
road Avas re-established; also a new survey of the Sawyer
road, Bennett's Corners road, Cowles road and Matson
road ; in 1831, a re-survey of the Warren road, Hindsburgh
road and the road on the transit west of the Ward road.
All of these surveys Avere made by Chauncey Robinson,
under the comraissioners of the different years.
In the old toAvn book the surveys Avere made mostly by
Zenas Case, assisted by the commissioners of the then town
of Sweden, and frora 1815-19 include the Byron road,
Brockport road, Crossett road, Bennett's Corners road,
Milliken road, Andros road, Eoot road. Ward road and
Hood road, with the different surveys in the village. In
only one or two instances have any definite names been
given to these surveys, outside of the number of the lots
and the routes taken by the surveyors, and it Avould be wis
dom in comraissioners to give a name to each town road
Avhen first laid out that would make it familiar to all per
sons as the streets of a city, and make a town map as
correct as one in a mayor's office. All of these roads Avhicli
Ave have given could be made attractive and beautiful by
visiting the maple-groves, Avhich everywhere abound, and
transplanting trees that would add a charm to the land
scape from every point of the compass. If the school
teachers would implant this love of the beautiful and use
ful into the minds of the scholars, they would very soon
bring their parents to understand that roads have some
other purpose than merely passage. This, with stone-
crushing and salaried highway comraissioners, Avould soon
make Clarendon the envy of the state.

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CHAPTER XI.

I WAS born in 1804, in Oneida county. Town of Verona,
and came into Byron at nine years of age, 1813. • There
were no roads, only as we cut through the woods ; a path
led by the Eock school-house. No houses in sight at this
time, only the bodies of trees. Father put up a log-cabin,
one room below, with slab roof and basswood log floor,
adzed off and so laid. We had no chimney for a tirae,
afterward a stick one, but we took solid comfort. The
Avindow-sash Father Eichard Brown split out, and we had
greased paper instead of glass. I'he children had earthen
trenchers for eating, the older ones blue-stone china. Our
chaij^ were splint-bottom ; mother had a rocking-chair
with a head-rest, the bottom fell out, and father put in
strips of elm. Our house was 30 by 22 feet, with one
room. Father and mother slept in one corner and the
children in the other. My parents brought their bedstead
with them, and after we had slept on the floor for a time
we then had post-beds, bored into the logs. The logs on
the inside were chinked with moss to keep out the cold.
We brought with us one square table, with a drawer for the
meat-plate, which was large. Ordinarily we ate without
any table-cloth, and kept one only for company, and our
linen was all homespun. The washing was done in an iron
kettle, and we had a-battle and battle-board, with a wash-
tub, and used lye and soap, weak.
Our house had no boiler until the stove came. At flrst
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206 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
kettle on the ashes and coals, and I have baked pies in the
same in tins, and also bread. Our axes came from Sibley's,
at Eochester, and the boys, when only seven years of age,
had theirs, to cut underbrush. The second log-house was
put up in 1818, on the west side of the farm ; a double one,
with two rooms below, a pantry and bedroom. Our mother
died in the old house, and father married Abigail Gibson in
1817. Up-stairs, our house had one main room, which was
partitioned off. The floor below was of maple, narrow
boards, and kept very white by washing ; there was a ladder
to go aloft for the children.
There was no road at first to Farwell's Mills, only a path
for some time. Our house had no door for a while, but
had a blanket hanging down, with a log rolled against it
to keep the wolves from entering. They came around one
night, and howled fearfully, and father got up and stirred
up the fire to drive them away. The next day we saw
their tracks near the house. Wolves would be caught in
pits with spring-boards. When I was little, I spun on a
quill-wheel, and had my stent to knit when I was only
seven years of age. We spun our own thread, as there
was none there, and afterwards it was bought on little
cotton balls. We would peel blue beech to make a scrub-
broom, and use gourds for dippers. Our ware Avas mostly
Japan, with iron candlesticks, such as they scrape hogs
with nowadays ; raother had one or two brass candlesticks,
I have known calico to be as high as fl.OO per yard, and I
have one such piece in a bed-quilt now. We had no
wells, only living springs where to get water. Flat-irons
were very large then, and we had a black earthen tea-pot;
tea was very high, and cost frora $2,00 to 18 shillings per
pound. Father would take maple sugar on his back to Batavia,
and trade it for tea for mother. The coffee was made out
of crusts scorched, and we had only a little in the spring
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was loaf, in purple papers, which we had to chip off with
an axe or knife. We made our soap soft, and then would
put in salt to harden it. Batavia was our market, and
at this tirae Hewitt kept a store between Spring and Black
creeks. We made our own candles. We went to Billy
Brown's to meetings, and old Mr. Miller and Mr. Spalding
were Methodist ministers. We would go three or four
miles to meeting, and take blocks of wood with boards
across for seats. The minister would stand back of a
chair, read and sing twice at flrst, before hymn-books were
used; sometimes two sermons, in the forenoon and after
noon. We would go home, read the Bible, or listen, and
the children were not allowed to pick up beechnuts on
Sunday. Our place was south of the Eock school-house, and a
burying-ground was once on father's land. I carae on to
my present home in 1835. Sanford had the place before
we did ; Mr. Cook bought eighteen acres, and there was a
poor log-house, and we rigged up a corn-barn and lived in
the same. In 1824, I saw a stove in Batavia, when I
worked there, and I cooked over it for three months. It
had a place on which to broil steak, venison and chicken.
The flrst stove I had was only one griddle, and was only
for boiling, with no legs, but bricks.
I wove cloth, and hired the same done for two dollars
for the winter. Curtains at first were of paper, and we
had a one-horse buggy with wooden springs. We had
quilting and picking bees, of wool, to send to the carding-
mill. We would spin during the day and dance at night.
Father made our own shoes, and the children whittled the
pegs out of maple. We had butter which tasted of leeks
in the woods, and we used sives to take aAvay this sensation
while eating. Our whisky would be got at Sturges', in
wooden bottles. Samuel Taggart was our doctor. Mr.
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of catarrh there when I was a girl. There were plenty of
blue jays, but no golden robins. The meetings had no
collections that I can remember. We had no rats until
grain came, but a great many bats; also flying squirrels.
I do not remember crows, but there were some hawks.
Wild geese flew over, and quail and partridge plenty.

I was born in Windsor, Hartford county, Connecticut,
May 18, 1800, and came to Pompey, in New York, in 1818,
and to Clarendon in 1830. I made ray flrst rag carpet in
1820, and have paid four shillings per yard for calico. Our
first dishes were of blue stone ware and stone china, and
have sorae yet. We had English knives and forks. Our
table was raade in Cazenovia, and our chairs were from
Syracuse, splint bottom. The table-cloth was of linen,
which mother made, and she was a great weaver, and she
spun Avorsted nicely for those days. I had one pair of silk
stockings and a looking-glass that cost eight dollars. My
father's silver teaspoons were very small.
The first Avall-paper I saw in 1812, at my cousins, in
Connecticut. It Avas of small figure, and cost four shillings
a roll. Mother had worsted window-curtains, plain, with
tassels, and they rolled up. We used flints and punk for
striking a light, and we went to bed at niue o'clock and
arose at five in the summer, and in the winter 6.30 a. m.
In this state we took the Rochester Gem for our newspaper.
Mr. Cook's pocket-book was about six inches long and four
inches deep, made of calf-skin, with a leather band. I was
eighty-two when I pieced my last bed-quilt. In this town
we would at first get our lime in Holley, which was poor
stuff. We had sorae buckwheat at flrst, but it was higher
than ordinary wheat. We wore sun-bonnets every day,
and a Sunday one that cost six dollars, very large before
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We would go A'isiting in double wagons, and we had
large chests to hold our clothes. Chester Mills raade me
my first bureau and bedstead, to pay for my making him
a coat. When I was young tomatoes were called love-
apples, and I ate them after I was married. I generally
had one barrel of sweet cider each year for pies and for
sauce. We made our own currant jelly, also our own cur
rant and elderberry wine; there were not many wild
berries. My mother made stuff for grain-bags. Our shoes
were of calf-skin, laced and very solid for every-day wear,
and I had about two pair each year, which generally cost
twelve shillings to two dollars. We often rode on horses
two at a time, and Avent to church twelve or fourteen in a
lumber wagon, or sleighs in chairs.
The first church in old Lemuel Cook's barn was held by
Elder Eawson, a blue Presbyterian, who believed that babies
paved hell if their parents were uuregenerate. *At William
Glidden's, church was held in his log barn, with board
seats, while the minister had a chair, and he kneeled on
the barn floor. One man would play the base viol, and
sometimes Ave would take our dinner to the services. I
have kept fruit-cake three months at a time, and we had
plenty of pudding and milk, also rice and milk. There
was no eating before going to bed, and no dyspepsia. We
ate a good deal of cod-fish and shad in the place of pork-
Coffins were mostly made at the " Mills," and the schools
would close during the funerals. Doctors would travel on
horses or afoot, with saddle-bags, giving calomel and jalap
without water. They bled a good deal, and gave penny
royal tea in fevers. I used to run and give my cousin
water on the sly from a Uttle brook when she was sick.
Dr. Churchill was one of our doctors, who lived two miles
this side of Churchville. [This probably gave the name.]
We would dry clothes on Avail hooks in the house. Butter
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cents per dozen. There was no market for maple-sugar
then. The babies were rocked in cradles made out of
boards, cut off and then nailed together. Children went
barefoot when warm enough. Babies, in the winter, had
flannel, in the summer very cool, and were out of doors
most of the tirae in good weather. I have had nineteen
coats at one time to make, besides millinery, and did not
stop work until I was taken down sick at eighty-two years
of age. WILLIAM glidden's CANAL STOET.
Jeremiah Cogswell, of Brockport, was my captain on
the " New Hampshire," of Brockport, in 1835, and I was a
driver. The boat was about eighty feet in length and
seventeen in width, and the horses were carried in the
stern, with a temporary stable hung on. This boat would
carry about seven hundred barrels of flour and drew three
feet of water.
I made three round trips from Buffalo to Albany and
Brockport. We would be about eighteen to twenty days
in the full trip. I received eight dollars a month as
-driver. In 1829 I was on a line-boat, Cogswell the owner,
Joshua Bailey the first captain and Church the second.
He was from Jefferson county. We had two horses on the
line-boat at each station, from tAvelve to twenty miles
apart. We had a stern cabin and also a bow cabin on
this boat. At one time we carried three hundred Dutch
in the center of the boat. In 1839, Brockport was about
the size of Clarendon, with one grocery and several stores.
The grocery was kept by one Webster. Utica about the
same size as Rochester, and Syracuse as large as Holley at
present, and Schenectady also ; I saw the first cars at
Schenectady. Utica we called the best town on the canal. We had
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about thirty cents a meal. On the Hue-boat I was bows-
man, at eighteen dollars a month, and I waited on the
passengers and got milk at the stations. We had a black
man for cook, who Avas not allowed in the bow cabin. The
stern cabin Avas for officers of the boat. We had room for
forty in the bow cabin, with berths on both sides, the men
and women separate. I ran on the line-boat from Albany
to Buffalo. We charged the three hundred Dutch $300.00
for their passage, and were eight days on the trip. The
steersman would get eighteen to twenty dollars per month.
I was off and on the line-boat thirteen years. I bought a
boat in the forties and made three round trips, and cleared
$1,100.00 in one trip. I was away from home two mouths,
and saved $1,400.00. MRS. WILLIAM GLIDDEN'S STORY.
I was born in 1813, and when three years old moved into
Camillus, Onondaga county, and came into Clarendon at
fifteen, in 1S37. My father was William Cox, who lived
across from Willet Jackson's. Nicholas B. Darrow, in the
Cowles district, was one of my teachers, and (Calvin Baker,
in Onondaga county. My sister, Fanny Cox, who married
Ira Simpson, uncle to Nathan Simpson, at the Two Bridges,
would go from house to house during the sickly seasons.
Mrs. James A. Smith was a very fine woman, and Deacon
Chase, of Parma, came to our house, and, after getting her
fifteen hundred dollars Avhich we had paid her, he locked
her up in a room and passed the food through a window to
her. He came here to our house at her death and did not
want to pay three dollars for digging the grave and having
ten men to dinner.
Mrs. Joseph L. Cook, nee Foote, of Clarkson, was a
splendid woman, as was also Mrs. Noah Sweet. We had
as our doctors Dr. Elliott, of Beech Eidge, and Dr. Ealph
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had the smallpox, and came through all right. The
neighbors Avould pass the food through the fence, and not
come into the house or yard. Tliere was no patent medi
cine when I was a girl, and peddlers first brought us pills.
HORATIO reed's STORY.*
I was born in 1798, in Connecticut, and am the last male
member of the Sweden Baptist church. I have raised
wheat at 67 cents per bushel, and have known it to be as
low as three shillings. We cut at first with sickles. I would
walk to Farwell's Mills, on election board, and then to
Albion, to make our reports. The first voting I remeraber
was at Dan Polly's, then at Col. Shubael Lewis', then in
the frame school-house at the Mills, holding three days.
John Millard and myself were the first clerks on the board.
I would go to all these polling-places one day after the
other, aud receive from eight shillings to ten shillings a day.
As supervisor I got $2.00 a day, and was allowed $1.00 for
traveling expenses. Our ballots at first were printed in
Albion, by Strong. We had five places where the polls
were held. Lebarron kept the first store at North Ber
gen. As to my being an assemblyman, Sturges and Fox
spoke to me ; but Chauncey Eobinson said : " If they want
the clerk, you are the man ; if they want the assembly
man, / am the man." (Reed got the assembly.) " That
closed me up," said Reed. Col. Hubbard Rice said I
must go to Albion. My printing bill as assembly nominee
cost me $35.00. Before I was in the assembly there was
no praying at the opening. Henry W. Taylor, of Canan-
daigua, moved that the different clergymen open the session
with prayer. Welch, of the Baptist church of Albany,
made the first prayer. Horatio Hutchinson upbraided the
assembly three years before for not worshiping God.
?Horatio Reed died October, 1888, aged 90 years.

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I have caught over 300 pickerel out of Black Creek, in
Byron. These fish were first put in by Robert Green, of
Byron. I was well acquainted with "W'illiam H. Seward.
Russell Eastman, the second teacher in the Comraercial Col
lege at Poughkeepsie, was one of my scholars at Paris,
Oneida County. I taught at Pumpkin Hill two Avinters,
and had on an average 78 scholars, in the old school-house,
where I was the first teacher. I was also captain in the
militia. Two of my pupils, Truman P. Handy, now a
banker in Cleveland, and Parker Handy, in the Gold Room,
New York, were in my school also at Paris. I taught four
winters in Bergen, and once at West Sweden. I was super
intendent five winters of the Bergen schools. I had stoves
at all my schools. The first Sunday-school I held at the
Eeed school-house in Bergen, and had one also at Pumpkin
Hill. Deacon Anderson and I belonged to the first tem
perance society. John Millard said he was " a cold-Avater
man," which was the first temperance speech at Farwell's
Mills, in the old frame school-house. I put out the old
orchard on my place in Clarendon, and have done all the
grafting once on my own trees. I had a plum nursery for
five years, and would pick 30 bushels in a year. I helped to
clear the road in Clarendon from tamarack poles, and drew
in gravel from Hammonds. The first two winters at Pump
kin Hill — hardly any snow, but good crops. I came into
Clarendon in 1825, and I heard the cannons when the
canal Avas opened. I built my house in 1828. My brother
and I owned 240 acres of land. The first year we had only
15 acres of wheat clear; the rest of the farm was heavy
timber. I would ' generally have my wheat cut by the 4th
of July. When I was supervisor, I would drive to Holley
and take the packet to Albion. Sanford E. Church, was
our county clerk — a very good one. On equalization,
Chubb, of Gaines, and I did the figuring. Tyler of Yates,
kept it down. We got the scale right.

214 HISTORT OF CLARENDON.

ASA glidden's STOET.

I came into Clarendon in 1816, when I was eight years of
age, with my brother William. Barber Niles gave the name
of Calico Hill to the spot above William Glidden, on
account of a large family of girls there who dressed in this
material. The south part of my orchard came from Brown's
nursery, in Sweden, and was natural fruit. Jaraes Bod
well lived on the corner, where now Perry Glidden lives,
and James Bodwell, Jr., across the way, in 1817, and they
went to Canada. Stilson Hackett had his home where
Lusk is, on the Charles Lusk place," but he also moved to
Canada. Joseph Cook, the father of Ely H. Cook, built
the Lusk house, as it now stands, about 1832, and Ely was
born here. In our school-house Elder Hannibal was the
Free- Will Baptist preacher, and held quarterly meetings
here, and there were weekly prayer-meetings. The boys
put pins under one preacher, and he never again preached
at the Cowles school-house.
William Glidden built the Perry Glidden house. Father
Asa Glidden drove a span of horses, and drove one team
here. A good many of the winters were warm — not snow
enough to go to Farwell's Mills before clearing. There was
plenty of water then, and a spring near the corners — now
all dried up. I have raised 50 bushels of wheat to the acre.
Our knoll was formerly a runway for deer, and my brother
and I caught a deer in the woods. There were some black
bears to be seen, and chipmunks and black squirrels were
plenty. I killed eleven black ones one morning on the fence
with a club. We had no gray squirrels then. I had a
wooden plow at first with iron share, and this would slip up
by a bolt.
Granger, in Sweden, was a wagon- and plow-maker. I
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smith on the 4th Section, and he would sharpen it. Father
brought his lumber wagon from Canada. Alexander Miller
made my first buggy. Gardiner, across from Samuel Haw-
ley's, built ray barns. Winslow Sheldon and Eobert
Eodgers were my carpenters. James A. Winn built a por
tion of my house. There were three fire-places in the old
part, with a brick oa'cu. Prindle did the mason-work on
the old house, and Lines Lee on the new. Eobinson, a
cooper, lived on the Samuel Skinner property. He made
pails for me over fifty years ago. On the Lusk place there
were wild duck, and there was also a bear pond on this
farm. The ministers used to baptize on the Cowles place,
on the east side of the road — all gone now. There was
plenty of black-ash timber, and the creek used to run the
year round. Pettengill True and Levi Mowers drilled our
wells 30 years ago. Cutter and Lorenzo Sheldon laid walls
under barns, and along the roads. The first clover my
father bought from Asa Hill on the 4th Section road, who
lived in a stone house where Spencer Barlow now eats his
meals. This was about 1818. Tiraothy grass seemed to
come in of its own accord. I mowed some near the present
Mills' place, and pounded it out. Isaac Hall lived in the
swamp in a shanty, and would take his wife inside on his
back out of the wet, and 12 years ago built his fine house.
Quarterly meetings were held also in William Glidden's barn,
on the Perry Glidden place. Dr. Avery and Dr. Elliott
were our first family physicians. Dr. Avery was from
Sweden, and Dr. Elliott was from Beach Eidge, on the lake
road. And one person used to say, "If you want to see
Dr. ElUott's skill, look on Beach Eidge Hill." This was
the old burying-ground site, and one can see the joke.
These doctors would generally charge one dollar a visit.

216 HISTOET OF CLARENDON.
WILLIAM glidden's STORT.
I was born in 1810, in the town of Stansted, in Lower
Canada. I came into Clarendon Avhen I was six years of
age — 181 6. The frost kiUed our Avheat, and we made bread
out of potatoes. Father and uncle carae to Avhere Perry
Glidden now lives, and began to chop, fixing to build a
shanty. When we came through Eochester there Avere one
or two stores, one grist-mill, one saw-mill, and one or two
taverns. We went to our shanty, near, where Samuel Skin
ner lived. The roof was of elm bark, and the windows
were greased paper. Father bought a bushel of corn in
1817 for $3.00, out of which mother gave us Johnny-cake
three tiraes a day. After this was gone, mother said one
night to father, "Asa, what shall I have for breakfast ? "^
Father cried, and could say nothing. Father went over to
Babcock's, and he gave him the privilege of cutting early
rye, and we had boiled rye pudding and milk. Father took
one bag to Farwell's to grind, and mother woke us up when
he came back, and gave us each a piece of shortcake.
Then this was pieced out to us, and we ate roasted corn.
We had two hogs, and someone stole one of them. Jere
miah Glidden came to our house on Christmas day with
steers to draAv them, and we had benches to sit on. Glid
den said: "All must sing, aud others tell stories." This
Avas Christmas Day, 1817. The spare-rib was put on a
large pewter platter, and I was barefoot, and had no shoes.
In the spring I would boil sap barefooted. We cut doAvn
trees for bedsteads, and used elm bark for cords. I cut
wood when I was eight years of age. I never went hungry
after the first year. We only staid near the Skinner place
from March until October, 1816, and then Avent into our
new log-house where now Asa Glidden lives. This had
two rooms below, and Ave would drive in steers to the fire
place with back log. We had no chimney the first winter ;

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after this a stick one. The barn had four posts, with thatched
roof made of straAv. The second year we had red chaff
Avheat, then Hutchinson white, with Avhite chaff and
bearded ; then Indiana Avheat. I have dragged wheat until
the snow drove us off. The first Canada thistles carae from
Simeon Glidden unloading his goods on his place. I have
carried a basket of eggs to Clarkson Corners for ten cents.
I picked up barley from Seabury's, in Sweden, on what is
now known as the Justin Cook farm, and had all I could
pick, and this was four-rowed. We made home-brewed beer
out of roots, hemlock and spruce. The first well aa'c blasted
to the rock at Asa Glidden's. Our first stove we bought of
Eobie & Gould, at Brockport, for $35.00. Our second stove
was an elevated oven. I went to school in Sweden to Joe
Staples, Humphrey Palmer, John Church ; at Bennett's
Corners, George Salsbury, Daniel Vining, Seba Bodwell
and Burroughs Holmes. A man traveled on horse with
saddle-bags, and had Rochester newspapers, on the 4th Sec
tion, or Brockport road, in 1835. There was a graveyard
25 rods north of George Cowles's, and I helped to take up
sorae of the bodies, and moved them to the present Glidden
burying-ground. Our deed was from the Poultney com
pany. We had no boxes then for coffins, and cut poles to
use as a bier, and wotild leave them in the yard. The dead
had shrouds to wear. We sat up with the dead, and cats
would come in at times. Abijah Smith took up two lots,
and Noah Sweet two lots. Abijah gave the land to James
A. Smith, his son, and he built the old saw-mill on my
land, and died where I now live. The roads in our neigh
borhood ran about the same as now in relation to course.
Note. — The Glidden saw-mill here spolien of is to the southwest
from William Glidden's house, in a field, with mulley saw — the
pond a resort for ducks, kilder and frogs. There is a board shanty
near by, in which tenants sometimes live. There are elm trees
around. The creek comes in from the southwest, with a flume built
by James A." Smith, where he handled logs in this wooden country.
Glidden on his present place since 1853.
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218 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
BENJAMIN G. PETTENGILL's STORY.
Benjamin G. Pettengill was born on the 23d day of
July, 1793, in the Town of Lewiston, Lincoln county,
Province of Maine, and lived on the farm where he was born
until twenty-four years of age, when, in May, 1817, he
packed up his clothes, and, with twenty-five silver dollars
in his pocket, started on foot for the far West, even to
Western New York, where his uncle Benjarain (of whom
Benjamin and Edward, now living near Holley, formed a
part) had emigrated in 1811, and settled on a farm at
Parma Corners, on the Ridge road, ten railes west of
Eochester. He walked to Portland, and then took a
schooner to Boston, Mass., from whence he wended his
toilsome way on foot nearly five hundred miles to his des
tination at Parma Corners.
Soon after his arrival he made the acquaintance of Elder
George Stedraan, a carpenter by trade, residing in Clar
endon (or then Sweden, in Genesee county), on a hundred-
acre lot, lying south of the Christian burying-ground (on
what is now known as the Pettengill road), and he being
in want of help, hired Mr. Pettengill to work with hini as
carpenter, and in the fall of 1817 they built a school-
house in what was then called Farwell's Mills or Claren
don. Elder Stedraan sold hira the north half of his farm
the same fall, 1817, but he did not settle on the farm until
1831. He married Hannah B. Pettengill, daughter of his
uncle, in 1819, and settled on a fifty-acre farm in Ogden,
Monroe county, where his eldest son, David N. Pettengill,
was born. He worked on the Erie Canal several raonths,
at eight dollars a raonth, helping to raake the Pittsford
embankment, and, the surveyors having laid out the route
of the canal through his farm, running from the south-east
to the north-west corner of it, he came to the conclusion
that it would be ruined, and he sold his chance for a trifle

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and moved on to his farm in Clarendon 1831. Here he
resided until 1843, when, having built him a comfortable
home on another part of his farm (now known as the
Andrew Salsbury property, ou the Millard road), he left
the old home, where were born his three other children —
Phebe H., Feb. 7, 1833; Amos N., Nov. 34, 1834; and True
E. G. Pettengill, Sept. 37, 1827. The old house still stands,
and is now owned and occupied by Eobert Hibbard, on
the Pettengill road.
Pettengill was a man of strong convictions and honest
endeavor, was fairly educated, so far as relates to comraon
schools, taught school several winters and was school-
inspector and commissioner several years, and always took
a deep interest in school matters. He was elected a jus
tice of the peace in 1837, and served in that office con
tinuously for sixteen years, and did a large share of the
business in town during that period. He once remarked
that though many cases had been appealed from his
decisions, only one had ever been reversed by the higher
court. Eminent counsel pleaded cases before him, such as
Simeon B. Jewett, Judge WiUiam James, A. Hyde Cole,
Esq., and others conducted intricate cases before him, and,
though stern and impartial in his decisions, these able
lawyers always respected him for his integrity and honesty.
He was elected supervisor several times, and also filled
other offices in town.
In April, 1845, his second son, Amos, died at the age
of twenty years, and in August, 1866, his wife died, after
having been for six years stricken with paralysis of the
right side. She, indeed, had been a helpmeet for him,
and was truly one of nature's noble woraen — self-sacri
ficing, a devoted Christian corapanion. PettengiU was a
Whig in politics, as long as that party held an organiza
tion ; a devoted Henry Clay Whig, and he impressed the
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220 HISTOET OF CLAEENDON.
and his two sons joined the Eepublican party in 1855, and
he remained a member of it till his death. In early
manhood, though he had been raised in the strictest school
of Calvinism, he had the curiosity to go and hear Elder
Barnes preach in his native town. He was a preacher of
the Calvinist- Baptist faith enlarged — that is, a preacher
who believed God was omnipotent, and what He desired
to do He would do ; and, having the power. He had the
disposition to ultimately save every child whom He should
bring into being. His argument and Scripture proof made
a lasting impression on the young man's mind, and it was
seed cast into good ground, for soon after settling in
Clarendon he joined, with Judge Eldredge Farwell, David
Sturges, Abner Hopkins, Nathaniel Perry, Samuel Wether
bee, Horace Peck and a few others, in establishing stated
preaching of the Universalist faith at Farwell's Mills.
These pioneers of that faith gave expression to their sin
cerity by erecting the present stone church, and causing
it to be dedicated, in 1837, to the worship of the Universal
Father of all, as a Christian home for all His children
who desired to come and worship Him in spirit and in
truth. In 1850, Pettengill moved into the village of Clarendon,
and built him a house opposite the church, and in the
village he spent the remaining years of his life, and died
of heart disease on the 14th of April, 1870, at the age of
seventy-seven years, respected and honored by all who
knew him. His eldest son, David N. Pettengill, held
the office Oj. justice of the peace for twenty-five years,
and was postmaster for several years at Clarendon. In
1852, his youngest son. True E. G. Pettengill, was
appointed postmaster, and was succeeded by Colonel N.
E. Darrow during the Pierce administration. True E.
G. Pettengill, in 1854, married Emma Sturges, the youngest
daughter of David Sturges, Esq.

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In 1863, T. E. G. PettengiU was nominated by the
Eepublican party for the office of county clerk, but de-
cUned it in favor of Colonel A. F. Brown, who, a few
weeks before, lost an arm at the battle of Cedar Moun
tain, Va., while leading the 28th N. Y. V. in that terrible
encounter, its Colonel DonneUey having been killed at the
beginning of the battle.
In November, 1863, T. E. G. PettengiU accepted an ap
pointment in the United States Treasury, at Washington,
D. C, where he removed with his wife and son, Edward T.
(who was born in April, 1857), and has since resided in
that city. He remained in the same office, as chief of a
division, until June 1, 1885, when he was removed to make
place for a Mugwump Democrat, Oscar J. Harvey, who,
after serving less than ttvo years, was arrested for forgery
and fraud on the government, and, on his own confession,
convicted and sentenced to the Albany Penitentiary for
twelve years. The only daughter of Benjamin G. Petten
gill's family — Phebe H. Culver — still resides in Clarendon,
where she was born. The religious and political principles
of her father and mother formed a strong conviction in her
life, and she adheres to the faith once delivered to the
saints. The above account was furnished the author by T. B. G.
Pettengill, who taught school at the Love school-house,
was in the employ of George M. Copeland, as cl.rk in his
store, from March, 1848, until April, 1853, when he formed
a partnership with T. R. Sherwood, in the mercantile busi
ness, in the lower stone store, which was burnt when occu
pied by N. H. Darrow as a hardware establishment, in 1884,
and who built his new store on the same site in 1885, which
he still occupies.
All of these stories have been, with this last exception,
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reporter could make them, and are here introduced to show
what many have done, giving their own words, almost ver
batim, and without addition or retrenchment, unless abso
lutely necessary. SARAH JANE VINCENT'S STORT.
I was born in 1833, in a log-house back of Jerry Waite's,
in Clarendon. My father, Joshua Vincent, built the first
saw-mill, where the old Curtiss cider-mill now stands, in
1830. He took up 100 acres of land at this point, and af
terward moved into Holley and made brick in three kilns
on the Cord place. He burnt brick for the old block in
Brockport, and for the old M. B. church, and sawed lumber
for the first shanty in Holley, when the Erie canal was
dug. He built the old Burgess tavern, on Beech ridge,
outside of Brockport. Judge Eldredge Farwell ordered
lumber from Vincent's saw-mill. Augustus Southworth
and Hirara Frisbie built the stone grist-mill in Holley,
about 1835. The first grist-mill in Holley was the old
stone tannery, and Thomas Rutherford first turned the mill
into a tannery.
Epaphros Pennell had a carding-mill, which he converted
into a woolen factory. James Bushnell had also a woolen
factory, below Card's, which was burnt down. Hiram
Frisbie had also an ashery. At the foot of Rutherford's
garden John Harper boiled salt, and the well is now cov
ered with a fiat stone. Another well was under the old
canal culvert, which had pump-logs, and there was a third
on the south side of the railroad, and the gulf was full of
salt springs. John Harper would take salt in bags to Roch
ester, with an ox-cart.
I first went to school in a log-house back of Alpheus Lu
cas' stone-house, in Clarendon, and Sarah Ayers was my
first teacher in the brick school-house in Holley, across
from Dr. Cady's, in 1838. I had other teachers, as, Mr.

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Moore, Ingersoll, Waldo Joslyn, Smith, Miss Hamlin, and
Mary F. Dyke.
Father shot the cannon when the canal was completed,
in November, 1825. Colonel Brainerd built the old canal
culvert in 1822. Major Ellis had a yellow warehouse on
the north side of the canal bridge. Hiram Frisbie kept a
store in the block where Wells is now, and Erastus Cone
had his store in the stone-house across from John Brack
ett's, and father gave the stone from his place to build this
store. Benedict Gould had a store southwest from the
Mansion House, and Aarao Hamlin's place of business was
where James Robb now has his grocery. His residence
was where Charles Frisbie now resides. The Baptist
church was built in 1834, by Lyman and Samuel Youngs
and the Presbyterian church in 1836.
The first graveyard in Holley was on Rutherford's hill,
and there were some graves at Rorabeck's. Mrs. Plum's
house was built in 1838. Father sawed lumber for John
Brackett's house. The Mansion House is very old, and the
man who built it held his wife's funeral therein, when the
house was completed. There was only one other tavern in
Holley at this time. I remember the first packet on the
Erie canal, called the Plowboy, and this ran between Hol
ley and Rochester ; second, the Swiftsure ; third. Sir Henry,
leaving Holley at 6 a. m. and returning at 9 p. m,, and the
fare was two cents per mile. The first driver on a through
packet was buried at Pendleton, in Niagara county. There
was only one run of stone in Lucas' mill, in Clarendon.
Near Jerry Waite's was a log distillery. Reuben Lucas
lived in a double log-house, on the old Hatch place, on the
west side of the highway, and the frame part was moved
to the east. A well was filled up on the west side, near the
old log-house, supposed to contain one Brown's body, who
mysteriously disappeared. The first frame-house on the
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Edwin Bliss came into Holley in 1867, and opened up
the lumber-yard for Luther Gordon, of Brockport, in
March of that year. Bliss worked on the Newton & Gar
field block in 1866. Luther Gordon built his fine lumber
office in 1879, which is finished in native Avoods, and was
intended by Gordon to be one of the best in the state, but
death defeated his plans. George Gordon is now the owner,
the son of Luther, a noted banker in Brockport, who buys
the lumber through Edwin Bliss, his manager, mostly from
Michigan, and is at present the only lumber-yard in Hol
ley. This yard has furnished the lumber for two-thirds of
the buildings which modern Holley owns. Luther Gor
don, in 1880, built the iicav steam flouring- mills in Holley.
Alva S. Morgan, of Holley, saw a wolf, in ] 831, near the
county line, on the Ridge road, that snarled at him as he
was driving his coavs home. He took one of the cows by
the tail aud it ran him safely home. Hiram Redman's
brother killed a sandy wolf in thenorth Avoods, in Murray,
in 1833, and this was the last one heard of in this section.
J. C. Weller came into Holley in the faU of 1848. He
worked for Sanford Goff in the stone-shop, in that year,
and built his present shop in 1854, and Penny's wagon-
shop in 1857. Two dollars a horse was the highest price
paid for shoeing during the war. He would fire all his own
shoes and nails, and, during the war, Avork until two in the
morning. Weller has put on 107 shoes in ten hours, Hor
ace Sawyer and Haight fitting. He turned 133 shoes in
seven hours, on a twenty-dollar bet, R. C. Dibble holding
the stakes. He put on seventy-two shoes for railroad
horses on one Sunday in 1851, and the first train on the
New York Central, through Holley, was July 4, 1853.
George W. Reynell has been in the stone-shop in Holley
as a blacksmith fourteen years. This shop was built by
Brad WiUiaras sixty years ago. Reynell has put on sixty
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STORIES. 225
sixteen years. The Borden shoe was the first used. Rey
nell was only hurt once, so as to be laid up, in twenty-one
years. Reynell has put on ninety-two shoes in eight hours.
The shoes are American refined iron, made by Burden, of
West Troy, and are shipped all over the world. The wheel
for blowing, instead of the old-fashioned bellows, has been
in use about ten years. Eeynell uses Cumberland coal, and
Fall Brook.
Joseph A. Bryan, of Holley, came into Clarendon in 1838,
and bought out Gould, the tailor, opening his tailor-shop
over Sturges' store,and remained eight years. Bryan built the
plastered house on Albion street in 1844, Winfield Foster
the architect. Frederick Maine moved the Bryan house
now owned by Mason T. Lewis, on Woodruff avenue.
Stephen Northway was born in Norfolk,Litchfield County,
Conn., April 31, 1801. He Uved in Homer, N. Y., from
1803 until 1815, and then moved to Le Eoy, one and one-
half miles from Tufft's tavern, northwest. There were
only five acres cleared at this time, and he cleared four acres
more with a horse-team, and planted this to wheat, in 1816.
There was a frost in June and July, and only a small por
tion was fit for fiour, the rest used as fodder. Anning
ground it in his mill. He put out eight acres to corn in 1819,
and the frost cut it down twice. The first parts were cut
off with knives and scissors, and he had to fix it up with
poles, and had only enough corn for two hogs. Paid Pre
served Eichmond $1.50 per bushel for seed. The neigh
bors at this time were Millings, Farley, Batchelder, Deacon
Cadman, Sanford, Langworthy, Ehodes, Haskell, a fiddler,
Cooley and Bishop, three-fourths of a mile away, on the
Buffalo road. Had a log school-house here. The price of
potash barrels was $1.50 each ; flour barrels, $2.00. There
was one store at Le Eoy, kept by John and George Anning,
and they had a distillery, grist aud saw-mill. There was
another grist-mill up the creek, owned by Tufft. John

226 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
Gilbert Avas a blacksmith near by. Tufft was agent of the
Cruger tract, and was Avealthy, and Tufft's tavern was a
noted place. In 1819 Northway worked near Le Eoy for
ten dollars per month in the summer, and would go to
Caledonia Springs to grist-mill. The hand-fan and seive
was then used for wheat. The barrels had round hoops
made of hickory. Father made Avhisky barrels for .inning's
distillery. In March, 1820, was three-fourths mile west of
Mayville ; the ox-cart stuck in the snow. Hiram North-
way cleared land on the summit. Northway helped to clear
the land Avhere Sherman village uoav stands. At this time
it was twelve miles one way to aneighbor. There were
then two taverns at Mayville ; JeddiahTracey kept the best.
Only one store, George McGonnikill, proprietor, and there
were only four or flve houses to the lake (Chautauqua).
At Fairpoint, all woods. Northway took a grist of wheat
to Pendergrast's mill, at Jamestown, in a skiff. Wheat,
four to flve shillings a bushel; 1819, two shillings and six
pence per bushel. Only two stores at Jamestown then, and
one tavern. Received, at twenty-one years, four shillings a
day. Have sold Avheat for four shillings ; corn, two shil
lings ; potatoes at sixpence a bushel, and oats ten cents a
bushel, for taxes, instead of money. In 1844 Northway
cut eighty acres of grass by hand, and raked the same.
Butter, six to nine cents per pound. Northway came to
Clarendon April 15, 1856, and the snowbanks were eight
feet deep by Captain Martin's, and drifts until May. Stephen
Northway cut with a cradle flve acres of wheat in one day,
and George Northway raked and bound this, in 1857.
Northway made a fence at Mayville sixteen rods long, ten
feet rails, and seven feet high, out of one cucumber-tree.
Dr. Robert Nickerson was born in 1805, in Massachu
setts, and came into Murray in 1837, on the present home
stead he lately occupied on the north side of the Eidge road,
at Sandy Creek. There was a hotel here then, kept by Dr.

STORIES. 227
Wood, and stages ran until the railroad at Holley, in 1853.
The Eidge road, at an early day, would be crowded with
teams. I went on horseback, or on foot, at flrst to doctor.
The flrst caU I had to West Kendall my horse cut himself
badly. I hitched the horse to a tree, and then traveled
through the woods four miles to my patient, and returned
the next day, and I lost my way in the woods with the
horse, there being no roads at that time. There were flve
mill-dams in this region to produce malaria, and I was forced
to go from house to house, whole families down sick with
the intermittent fever, with chills, and I had to send for help
to Sweden. I would make a kettle of porridge, and place
a dish at each bed, and they would see no one until I came
again. I bought my medicines of Post, in Eochester, once
a- month, if I had opportunity. My charges were one dollar
for the day, and one twenty-flve for the night visits, but
never expected to get it. Aaron Warren was running the
mill down on the flat when I came here. There was splen
did oak timber to the north of the Eidge, and this would
be floated down Sandy Creek. John Phelps, near Albion,
had apples and plums in 1835, but he would not let me
have any unless I returned the pits.

228 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.

CHAPTER XII.
EARLY MILITARY HISTORY.
THB war in which we gained our independence from the
mother country taught our people the great necessity
we were under of having a militia, or military force, not
only in the state, but in every county and town. A well-
organized force, from the first settlement of this country,
would have been a source of great strength and safety,
where in each district could have been stored guns, artil
lery, and all the munitions preparatory to " bloody war,"
and if we had remembered this, Bunker Hill would have
had powder and lead enough to have driven the red-coats
back into Boston harbor with their wounded, leaving the
dead on the field. In looking back to our old laws, we find
that measures were taken very early to enroll the able-
bodied male inhabitants of this state into a militia, from
divisions down to companies, including all the officers, from
the staff to the corporal and drum-major. The number of
these officers was so great, when we reach the private, that
it naturally created a rivalry, each officer hoping to mount
the ladder of promotion, and each private of ambitious
character desirous of raising in the scale of advancement.
Such a feeling as this had a direct tendency to inspire
pride and martial bearing, not only of the officers, but also
of the privates, and this brought our town in rivalry with
the others, from the company up to the brigade and corps.
And this show of superiority could only be manifested at
what was then called training days, either of the town, or
at sorae general training, when a whole county would meet

EARLY MILITARY HISTORY. 229
to drill and parade, not only under the eyes of the officers,
but with hundreds, and sometimes thousands, of bright
eyes and anxious hearts interested in the success of their
favorites. Grounds would be selected where the foot could
move unobstructed by the rise or fall in the campus, and
the artillery would choose the most available spot in Avhich
to display their gunnery, while the dragoons found it rauch
easier to charge and retreat when their bodies were secure
in the saddles. This would do for holiday warfare, but it
Avould have been wisdom for such peaceful soldiery to have
been forced to take to the woods, like Braddock, and there
demonstrate how they would have acted at such a mo
ment, and who would haA'e been the Washington to bring
them off the field in any respectable order. But many
of these mighty warriors of the militia-day never looked
the British Lion in the face, and the only smoke they ever
suuffed was that of blank cartridges, and if they shed any
of their precious blood for their town or county it was
purely the result of ignorance or carelessness. It Avas well
for the state and nation that we thus accustomed ourselves
to look at cannon and muskets, solid shot, grape and canis
ter, so that when our great struggle came, which was for
ever to settle our standing as a family in the circle of gov
ernments, we were able to abide the day, and demonstrate
that no braver souls ever before met in conflict, or, like
giants in mortal combat, fought to the death for su
premacy. Although the bloody garment of war has been
buried in the trenches of the past, side by side with the
noble who have faUen from Maine to Texas, it would be
wise for the people once more to organize upon a militia
basis, not as in fear of war, but to encourage that generous
emulation which the cherishing of association naturally
brings about, that we at present are rapidly forgetting ; for
the bringing together of towns, counties and districts in
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230 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
tainly introduce that feeling of brotherhood, and I might
add sisterhood and motherhood, the lack of which we feel
at every moment when we wish to move as a single body in
any important measure. Every county in this state should
have its regiment, made up of companies from the several
towns, proportionately to the population, and the expense
of the company should be made a town tax, and of higher
officers frora the county at large, according to the ratio of
taxation. This would make the military force one not
only of strength and efficiency, but would insure its main
tenance beyond a doubt in such a manner that the burden
Avould be light, and all the people interested in the estab
lishment and continuance.
In collecting the material for the early militia history of
Clarendon, we found ourselves face to face with certain
obstacles that we had not the power to reraove, and over
which or through which we could not pass. In vain may
the best officer in the world hope for success unless he have
the means in his power and at his disposal, which all
generals, from Hannibal down to Burgoyne and Bonaparte,
have demonstrated- beyond a question.
In looking about for assistance, we fortunately found
Colonel N. B. Darrow, of Clarendon, who, from his
memory at seventy-five years of age, gave us the following
data, which we shall here present, to give our people some
idea of what Clarendon was in her day of militia glory.
In 1814, there was one company of Clarendon infantry,
and their place of training was across from Captain Stephen
Martin's, on the Byron road, where now Orange Lawrence
and Adelbert Carr hold property. The officers were as
follows :
Captain — Stephen Martin. 1st Sergeant — Nathaniel Smith.
1st Lieutenant — Shubael Lewis. 2d Sergeant — William Dodge.
2d Lieutenant — David Ghdden. Corporal — Erastus S. Cone.

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We are not able to give the number of privates in this
corapany, and if the list was coraplete it Avould, at such an
early date, have taken in most of the able-bodied men in
the town. This company held its own until 1818, when it
was divided into two parts, the one to the north part of
the town and the other to the south. In the north the
officers were as below :
Captain — Erastus S. Cone. Orderly Sergeant — Wm. Dodge.
1st Lieutenant — Cyrus Hood. 2d Sergeant — Moses Wooley.
3d Lieut. — Alexander Annis. 3d Colonel 215th Regt. — N. Smith.
The training of this north company was held at Cone's,
where now Anson Salisbury lives, on the Hulberton road,
where the generous and big-hearted Cone, with his most
excellent lady, got up a grand dinner for the brave soldier
laddies, which is not covered up by the garbage of Time.
The south company paraded to the south of Captain Mar
tin's, in the meadow, on the east side of Byron road, and
was officered as follows :
Captain — Shubael Lewis. Ensign — Samuel L. Stevens.
1st Lieutenant — Zardeus Tousley.
After this organization Shubael Lewis was made major
of the 215th Eegiment at a general training at Clarkson
Corners, and Zardeus Tousley promoted to captain and then
rising to the colonelcy of the 215 th Regiment for one year,
while Samuel L. Stevens was lifted up to be first lieutenant
in the south company of 1818. In 1834-25, Lewis was
made colonel of the 215th Eegiment, from which he derived
his name of " Colonel," as he was generally known, and
the same year Joshua Vincent, who afterwards became
general, was made lieutenant-colonel. In 1825, an artillery
company was formed, with the officers here given :
Captain— Aretas Pierce. 2d Sergeant— John Miller.
1st Lieutenant — Myron Bronson. 2d Corporal — Lewis Darrow,
Ensign — Arvey Whitney, 4th Corporal — Nicholas E, Darrow.
Orderly Sergeant — Hubbard Rice.

232 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
This company of gunners trained at Bigelow's Corners,
near the Eidge road, in Murray, with oue field-piece, a six-
pounder of iron, which was at last taken to the Batavia
arsenal. The uniform was blue at first ; afterward, white
pants, with swords by their gallant sides and feathers
streaming gaily from their cocked hats. In 1836, Eemick
Knowles, of the Hulberton road, drew this mighty six-
pounder, at a general training at Bergen, with two horses,
in grand style, to the delight of all present. These wheeled
into line in 1833, when the 35th Eegiment of ArtUlery had,
from Clarendon, Hubbard Eice as major and then lieutenant-
colonel, and rising to be colonel, which accounts for his
honor, while N. E. Darrow rose to be first lieutenant, then
captain and at last colonel, which name he holds at this
day. The year above mentioned, Wood, of Eochester, was
lieutenant-colonel, and the Honorable William H. Seward,
of Auburn, brigadier of the eighth brigade. If we judge
the whole 35th Eegiment of Artillery by the persons we have
given, they must have been a fine lot of men, of which any
town or state could justly be proud. How the good people
of Clarendon would enjoy the sight of such a company in
their blue and white, performing those beautiful evolutions
which the artillery practice requires. Back in 1830, Clar
endon could boast of a light infantry company, which
strutted before the astonished inhabitants, before Claren
don was named, in their dress of Scotch plaid, imitating
the braw Highlander, with shining muskets, stove-pipe
hats made short, with feather rising proudly above, and
their officers you may know :
Captain — Pierrepoint. Captain — Homer C. Cook.
1st Lieutenant — N. W. Perry. 1st Lieutenant — James T. Lewis.
3d Lieutenant — William Dodge. 2d Lieutenant — Merrick Stevens.
Orderly Sergeant — Moses Wooley.

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These included the division as in 1818 into two parts,
but separate companies as to uniform and drUl. Lieuten
ant Lewis rose from this humble position in old Clarendon
to that height where, during the great rebeUion, he could,
as governor of the Badger State, control all her forces by
the stroke of his pen. The age of training in the militia
was from eighteen up to forty-five years of age, when men
are supposed to be in the glory of their strength. The
penalty for non-compliance with the law was five dollars,
which was only enforced by a court-martial, and these were
held at Sandy Creek, down on the Eidge road, a very con
venient place for the soldiers to meet from different portions
«f the county in those wooden days.
When Nicholas E. Darrow was made colonel of the 35th
Eegiment of Artillery, it had eight companies and could
muster nearly one thousand men. If such a regiment
could meet at this day in Orleans county to have their
regular drill, the roads would be lined with carriages and
the trains on the railroads bringing their thousands to
witness the novel spectacle. Many of these officers which
we have named have many years ago taken their last drill
in the ranks of life, and have not only laid down the sword
of action, but have disrobed themselves of the uniform of
their lower state of existence, having joined that greater
army just beyond the banks of that river we must all
march through, leaving our knapsacks and accoutrements
on this side. It would be well if Clarendon would raise
from the dust a militia tree or park to keep the memory
of these early officers fresh and green in her heart.
We are able, by the aid of Colonel John Berry, of Holley,
to give the roll of officers of the 315th Eegiment, 53d
Brigade, and 33d Division of Infantry of the Militia of the
State of New York^ as corrected at brigade officer's driU at
Gaines, on the 30th and 31st of August, 1838.

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HISTOEY OF CLAEENDON.

List of Officers.
Meld.

Colonel — Chauncey W. Bivins,
John Berry.
Lieut.-Col. — Samuel W. Gibson.

Sergeant — John D. Wood.
Adjutant — Walter R. Sanford.
Adjutant— -John Berry.
<3uartermaster— Lewis D. Ferry.
Paymaster — Wm, B, Jewell.
<Juartermaster-Sergeant — Jona
than Sprague,

Major — Stephen P. Soule,
George W. Holmes.

Sergeant Standard-bearer — Wm.
D. Allis.
Drum-Major — Aram Beebe.
Fife — Henry Crannell.
Captain — George W. Holmes.
Ensign — Ansel Hann.
Benjamin Hunt.

Company Officers.

Captain — Erastus P. Mills.
Lieutenant — Smith Glidden.
Ensign — Sidney Cox.
1st Sergeant — Ebenezer Reed.
3d Sergeant — Thos. E. Inman.
3d Sergeant — Marvin Snyder.
4th Sergeant — Loyal Palmer.
1st Corporal — William Bates.
Captain — Henry Pierce.
Lieutenant — Aaron E, French,
Ensign — Rufus Brackett,
1st Sergeant — Samuel Salsbury,
3d Sergeant — George Goold,
3d Sergeant — John Hallock,
Captain — Thomas W, Maine.
Lieutenant — Merrick Stevens.
Ensign — Merritt Cook.
1st Sergeant — Stephen Wyman.
2d Sergeant — Homer Cook.
3d Sergeant — John W. Woodruff.
Captain — Frederick E. Perry.
Lieutenant— Richard S. Jewell.
Ensign — Barnard Sawyer.
Captain — Charles F. Cramer.
Lieutenant — Albert Potter.
Ensign — Levi Starr.
1st Sergeant — John E. G. Frisbie,
3d Sergeant — Milton Littlefield,
Sd Sergeant — Andrew Garrison.

2d Corporal — Clement C. Hoskins,
3d Corporal — Nelson Bennett.
Musicians — Warren Glidden,
Lyman Matson, Myron D. Sny
der, Erastus Cutler, Menzo Lam
bert, Isaac C. Hall, Alvinza Hill,
Dan Martin, Gilbert Alexander.
4th Sergt. — Ferdinand B. Hubbard.
1st Corporal — Frederick Salsbury.
2d Corporal — Harvey Root.
3d Corporal — John Nelson.
4th Corporal — Bloomer Hart.
Musician — Jonathan Hunt.
4th Sergeant — James T. Lewis.
1st Coiporal — Levi Coy.
3d Corporal — Noble Bolton.
Sd Corporal — Loami Clark,
4th Corporal — Austin Beemer.
Musician — -Daniel Stanard.
3d Corporal — Hudson Baker.
Musicians — William Knight and
Henry Crouse.
4th Sergeant — Saml. G. Bateman.
1st Corporal — Frederick Hatch.
2d Corporal — Roswell Richardson.
3d Corporal — Jonathan E, Glover.
4th Corporal — Levi Smith.
Musician — W. W. Benton.

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Captain — Alvin Ogden. 1st Corporal — E. A, Thompson,
Lieutenant — Odell. 2d Corporal — William Garnett.
Ensign — Joseph Ogden. 3d Corporal — Erastus Hamlin,
1st Sergeant — Steuben Forbes, 4th Corporal — Moses Hendrick.
3d Sergeant — Wm. Walton. Musicians — P, L. Smith, Solomon
Sd Sergeant — Joseph C, Smith, Weeks, Isaac Wilson,
4th Sergt. — Nathaniel S, Bennett.
Captain — Alanson Soule. 1st Corporal — Alfred Crane.
1st Lieutenant — Orrin J. Smith. 3d Corporal — Ashael Collins,
3d Lieutenant — Horace Bliss. 3d Corporal — John Casey.
1st Sergeant — James H Spicer. 4th Corporal — Elijah HaU.
3d Sergeant — David Elza. Musicians — Napoleon Lake, Reu-
3d Sergeant — George W. Holmes, ben Rice, Almond Rice.
4th Sergeant — Nathaniel Mead.
Captain — N. B. Darrow. 4th Sergeant — Elezur Goodrich.
Lieutenant — Silas Day. 1st Corporal — David N. Hatch,
Ensign — L. Sawyer, 3d Corporal — E, D. Rorabeck.
1st Sergeant: — Harry Darrow. 3d Corporal — Horace Farwell.
3d Sergeant — -Ira Bronson. 4th Corporal — Melburn Sisson.
3d Sergeant— H. B, Hall,
In the roll of 1840 we have the following list of officers :
Colonel — John Berry, Color-bearer — Daniel M, Reed,
Lieutenant — F. R, Goold. Drum-major — Aram Beebe.
Major — George W. Holmes. Fife-major — Henry Crannell.
Adjutant — J. Sprague. Supernumeraries — Alvin Ogden,
Quartermaster — Lewis D. Ferry. Charles Eliott.
Paymaster — Wm, B. Jewell,
Daniel F. St. John also gives us information in relation
to the militia of 1841 to 1843. At this time John Berry,
of Holley, was a colonel, and Higgins, of Kendall, and
John B. Lee brigadier-general. Daniel F. St. John was
first lieutenant, and afterward promoted to be captain, and
his papers were signed by William H. Seward. Jacob Odell
Avas lieutenant-colonel, and Frank Gould major of the regi
ment. The Clarendon company would train in David
Sturges' meadow, to the east of his brick-house, on Brock
port street. Drills were held at Holley, Gaines and Ken
dall. The uniform at this time was a blue coat faced Avith
white woolen, straight sword-belt and silk sash. The hat
had a tall plume in front. T^ie pants were blue, with white
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236 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
At this time there were nine companies, one from each
town in the county, and sixty men in each company. Each
man had to foot his own bill of expenses, and a week in a
year was spent at the drill. The clothing for the captain cost
forty dollars. All above regimental officers were trimmed in
yellow. The artillery also trained at Scottsville, where, with
B.'rgen, were the headquarters in 1833. At Bergen the boys
had a sham-battle with the cavalry, and Major Downs, of
Sandy Creek, Avas present. There were companies from York,
LeRoy, Scottsville, Batavia, Rochester, Stafford, Brockport
and Clarendon in the artillery. The cavalry charged three
times on left, right and left flanks, and the cavalry were
driven from the field, and Shepherd Foster, of Clarendon,
would rush out and bring in the fallen cavalrymen. The
militia also had a sham-battle at Albion once upon a time.
General training would occur once a year, and company
training in September, after the harvest was over.
We should be pleased to give more of the militia history
of that day, when Clarendon and her sons were distin
guished, but nearly fifty years have elapsed, and this is a
long period of time to bridge over, when we reflect that so
many of the actors have disappeared from the stage of ac
tion, and those that are now left have for so long a time
been engaged in different pursuits of life, which have drawn
their minds away from the memory of martial glory, and
the associations which naturally cluster around such occa
sions.

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CHAPTER XIIL

CLARENDON DOCTORS.

CLARENDON, as every other town in the state, required
not only the skill of the mother in relation to the care
of the sick in her own household, but also the experience
and knowledge of the doctor, who had made this profession
a study, and was supposed to be acquainted with remedies,
diagnosis, prognosis, and all other medical learning which
naturally came within his province. In a new country,
where the plow would turn up the fresh mold, fllled with
rank vegetation, which must decay ; or in the burning-over
of large areas of slashing and clearing, there would, of ne
cessity, arise a change in the atmosphere which, added to
the presence of stagnant pools, surface water, and springs
in unhealthy localities, produced what was then called
chill-fevers, or intermittent fevers, with ague shaking one,
either daily, or at regular periods ; the whole system poi
soned with the malaria, the stomach clogged with bile, and
the system completely deranged, and turned upside down.
The same diseases would have swept off the Indian, if he
had been a tiller of the soil, and how our fathers and
mothers were able to clear up the country, with the sick all
about them, is to us a mystery.
Horace Peck states that at one time his house was a hospi
tal, and in many neighborhoods there were not well persons
enough to take care of the sick. And when Ave remember
the wilderness in which these pioneers settled, the long dis
tances to be traveled by the doctors, who were few and far
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238 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
jalap, blood-letting, herb-teas, and the ignorance of the day,
we can account for the most miserable condition in which
the settlers must have been placed. If the food of that
day had been of the right character, or the log-cabins com
fortable, but such was not the case; and in many instances
the doctor found himself face to face with the sick and
well, all in one room, poorly situated, and where the pres
ence of so much disease was sure to generate the spread of
the contagion.
The first regular physician Avas Benjamin Bussey, who
lived alternately at the old place on Holley street, where-
Luke Turner passed away, and also in a log-hut where now
Williara Stuckey resides, on Brockport road. This doctor
went frora house to house with his pill-bags, adrainistering
the favorite mercury of that day, while the raothers kept
on hand picra, and, in a later time, pills, castor-oil, rhu
barb, paregoric, and sulphur with molasses in the spring,
the child taking the sarae from a stick, just before break
fast. In this pill-bag of the doctor could also be found the
awful turnkey, whicli he wound with a handkerchief before
the tooth was extracted, and Avhen it came the patient felt
as if the top of his head was coming off. Bussey was con
sidered a good physician by the old pioneers, and, after
many years of practice, passed away to the east, but again
returned when old age had nearly deprived him of his use
fulness. Henry Carter came into Clarendon as a young doctor, at
an early day, and was considered a person of much skill
and judgment. He had a good practice, Avhich was con
tinually increasing, but old Death tapped at the doorway of
his system and bore him away, leaving his remedies and
professional knowledge behind.
Dr. Jonathan Howard was well known to all the county
round, and no man could better make a pill or spread a.
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house below the red store in 1833. It would be worth read
ing and knowing the practice of such physicians, and their
bills of medicine furnished, aud patients visited, with the
proportion of cures and deaths; all would raake up a
chronicle that would demand attention, not only from the
unlearned in the school of medicine, but also from those
Avho, at the present day, have laid aside Wood and Watson
to adopt Flint and Dalton. It would seem, from a poem
which Willard Glidden composed on Clarendon Village,
that in 1836 was a doctor who did "electerize" — which
must have been an attempt to introduce electricity, which
was hardly known to the profession at this time.
John Titus, of Holley, was one of the best physicians in
the county, and the judgment he possessed of the human
system and its diseases made him an authority of the high
est class.
Hiram B. Lewis, when a young man, began his practice
in Clarendon, and, not meeting with the best of success
here, moved into Albion, where he became famous; and his
gig could be seen for raany long years upon all the country
roads, night aud day, the doctor driving his horse furiously
through the raud and mire, or sending clouds of dust to
follow in his train. No other physician from Clarendon
has, during his practice, driven so many miles, as he was
sent for by the old residents, both to take charge and to
hold consultation, every month in the year, and he ten
miles away. When he hopped out of his carriage, on his
club-foot, his form bending Ioav to the ground, one could
well understand, by the looks of his firm-set jaws, that he
meant business, and he moved into the sick-room as one
born to command. The doctor was a raan of original
thought, witty and quick of reply, with an eye that never '
quailed and a countenance that never blanched. But he
could not overcorae his old friend Death, and is now gath
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240 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
friends welcomed him, while his son, Tousley Lewis, re
mains in Albion in his stead, as a genuine chip of the old
block. In 1850, at the age of 33, Dr. S. E. Southworth laid
down his medicine chest in the house where now Gordon-
St. John resides. The doctor was a large, well-built man,
of pleasing manners, and no physician of Clarendon had
more friends and warmer hearts in his keeping than he.
He was very kind to the poor, ready at any moment to at
tend to their calls, and doing his very best to lift them out
of the dungeons of disease and despair. His mind was of
that superior order which at once seemed to understand the
patient's case, and his remedies were of that class which
insured recovery, unless the sufferer was beyond hope. He
was a general favorite with all the people, and to the chil
dren he seemed as one possessed of wonderful powers, that
were covered with that native grace which always claimed
their love.
Many were the sad faces that took a last look at the doc
tor, as he lay cold and motionless, with his arms across his
breast, and his face wearing that noble appearance which
death could not obscure. It was a matter of living shame,
both to the town and strangers, that so many of his patients
refused, or failed to come forward and settle up with his
beautiful wife after the doctor had departed. But such is
ingratitude, that it ever delights to wound, when the blow
is the deepest, and the effect most lasting.
William H. Watson moved into Clarendon soon after the;
passing of Dr. Southworth. At first he was unsuccessful,
but experience and practice, united to indomitable pluck
and perseverance, rapidly brought him to the front, and
this place he held until he changed his quarters to Suspen
sion Bridge, and afterward to New York, where he has
made himself noted, both as a surgeon in Bellevue Hospi
tal, and at present up-town as a leading physician. He-

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ever reminded us of the picture of Napoleon, which may be
seen in "Bourrienne's Memoirs," with this exception, that
the doctor had strabismus of both eyes, so that he could
not look straight, Avhen his mind was as true as a line. If
the patient was in the arms of despair, he would at once
open up the windows of hope, and unless old Death had
his foreclosure already in the Court of Fate, he would send
the monster away to hunt up some other victim. His drive
before he left Clarendon was very large, and every hour he
was as busy as a bee from one end of the town to the other.
The author well remembers, when a lad, of Harrison South-
worth, who had a severe toothache, daring him, who had no
pain, to go to Dr. Watson's, and, in company with him,
have a tooth extracted. We accordingly entered the house,
where David P. Wilcox now domiciles, and Harrison in
formed the doctor that he wanted a tooth pulled out. " Sit
down," was his quick reply. Out came the forceps, open
Avent his mouth, a deep ''Ah!" and the doctor held the
bloody tooth up to view. Then the author, ivith a benign
look, quietly nioA'ed into the vacant chair, when the Doc
tor, out of his cross-eyes, .gave him one sharp look, and
then said: "Which tooth do you want pulled?" "Oh,
back there," he replied, at the same time placing his finger
on a molar that had no raore ache at the moment than one
of the dentals. " Oh, you have not got any toothache,"
said the wise master of the instrument, and we retired out
of that chair in as good order as possible, only to be mocked
at by Harrison for not being as brave as he. The doctor
lived also in the old Farwell mansion, on Main street, and
built the house where now John Wright sojourns, on Wood
ruff avenue. Hewas possessed not only of medical skill
and ability, but on the platform was a spirit of power when
Democracy desired an advocate, and Clarendon lost one of
her best citizens when he hied away to new fields of labor,
near the roar of old Niagara.
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242 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
Through the glass of memory we can see Dr. Shubael H.
Dutton, who had a hard time at first battling Avith Dr.
Watson for a place in the hearts of the people. His old
sulky would move daily forth upon its journey from the
plastered house which Joseph A. Bryan completed, and he
must have spent many weary hours on Clarendon roads,
when his heart was sick, deathly sick, because the physi
cally sick would not employ him. But he bore in his mind
that old motto of Scott's Ravenswood — "I bide ray time,"
and over all opposition, through adversity and defeat, he
came off at last more than conqueror. After the depart
ure of Dr. Watson he rose in the scale wonderfully, and
demonstrated to the public that all he wished was a chance
to show that he was able to hold his own, which he did
against all comers, until he, too, was gathered to the same
home with his patients, and those who never knew his ser
vices. The doctor was fine-looking, having a stately car
riage; one who gloried in his profession, with a mind as
clear as a May morning, a pleasant smile and greeting that
we ever loved to meet. In obstetrics, he has had no equal in
Clarendon, and in diseases affecting the intestines he was
so fortunate that he boasted, and truly, of not losing a case
in twenty years. He inforraed the author that in his early
practice he had two children on his hands very sick with
dysentery, one of which he had no hopes of saving, and
the other but little faith in recovery. As he was riding
over the road, lamenting to himself the mortality which
was then prevalent in this dangerous disease, an inspiration
seemed to give him a new remedy. When he reached the
sick-room he tried his experiment upon the sickest child,
and followed old Wood upon the other. The result was
his new rule succeeded, and as usual Dr. Wood buried his
patient. From that day he followed his angel doctor, and
thrcAv Dr. Wood to the dogs, or overboard, and never lost a
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When Joseph Thompson returned from the bloody civU
war, he was only the shadow of life, and chronic diarrhea
had almost carried his soul out of his tabernacle of skin
and bones. Dr. Dutton took him horae, and Thompson
can thank his stars that this physician met him in the dark
and sickly journey of existence.
The doctor had a genius for song- writing, and composed
a book of campaign pieces, set to music by John Mills, con
taining much merit, and all in praise of " Honest Old Abe."
In Judge Farwell's oldhome he passed over the river by
that terrible disease, consuraptien, and no one has filled his
place in the niche of medicine. For a short time 0. G.
Badlau could be seen upon the highways of our native
town, but his peace and prosperity went down the stream
of failure with petticoats, and woman's unbridled tongue
at the peak as a signal of distress. His office contained the
tanned hide of a negro, cut from the leg, which reminded
us of the Fiji Islanders.
Then Charles S. Pugsley came upon the medical carpet,
and Dr. Dutton's sickness gave him a fine opportunity to
show his skill. He always drove the best team he could
obtain, and no other doctor, to our knowledge, went out in
better style, or returned from his patients as dashingly as
he. Now the Carey village of oaks, and beautiful open
ings, comraands his attention, and his drug business and
medical practice demand his time, where he may be seen, as
usual, behind his fine horses, the admiration of the passer
by. One Gifford, by sorae raysterious raovement of Provi
dence, was rolled into Clarendon when the author was in
the Indian Ocean, and how much good he did we know not,
but when the author returned he found his blessed mother
dying with consumption, this disciple of Galen having pre
pared an external application which drove her disease in
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244 HISTORT OF CLARENDON.
doctor committed suicide at Niagara, but this was after
ward contradicted.
Down at Cape Vincent, near the Thousand Islands, may
be seen at present E. M. Crabb, who once administered
medicine to the sick in Clarendon. We sincerely hope that
the doctor, in his new home, is meeting with that success
which his talents deserve. In April, 1866, Dr. M. E. Brack
ett, the son of John Brackett, now of Holley, entered the
precincts of Clarendon, and still remains, having his office
over the Copeland store. The doctor was a young man in
his calling, and the odds against him were very heavy.
Year after year he struggled patiently, until his efforts
brought him all the patients he could conveniently handle
by night or day. Other physicians have departed, leaving
him to grow fat and healthy. The darkest and stormiest
night looks down upon this practitioner, and when he can
not travel the rest of the town would do well to remain in
doors. As an exception to most doctors, he prefers the
darkness to the light of day, and his horses can enjoy the
shade while other nags are toiling in the burden and heat
of the day. He is a natural doctor, and the town is in
debted to him for the introduction of fluid remedies over
the wholesale and retail poisoning of the system by pow
ders and mineral drugs. In the diagnosis of a disease, he
acts almost from intuition, and his judgment may be
counted upon in most cases. The doctor is a great lover
of Audubon and Wilson, and his collection of stuffed ob
jects is not surpassed, or even compared with, by any phy
sician we have known. He is blest with a mind of his
own development, and in all his practice he is essentially
Bracketian. As we write. Dr. John H. O'Brien is preparing to take
his departure to Pittsburgh, the iron city. The good people
of Clarendon have learned in the very short time he has
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those who have been benefited by his medical skill will
greatly miss his attendance in hours of sickness and suffer
ing. But the iron city, where his brother has an extensive
practice, will open up for him a much larger sphere of
action, when the future will reward his fondest hopes, if
the powers above deal gently with his health.
In 1853, Clarendon had a beautiful girl in her streets,
whose pleasant face was as a ray of sunlight in the school
room or among her associates. Gertrude Farwell moved
- into Holley, and, after years of home life, became a student
of medicine at New York, and graduated with high honors.
Her practice in New York, on Lexington avenue, was very
successful, and she there secured an abiding-place in the
hearts of the many who loved her, as love only can, with
out boundary. She was offered a large salary to take a
position in Philadelphia, but declined, and the demands of
home has now placed her in Holley, where she occupies a
noble and exalted station in the minds and affections of
all the people. She is the only lady physician that Claren
don has sent forth from her borders to do that every-day
good which her loving and gentle heart is capable of per
forming, when the eye of the sufferer appeals for all the
sympathy of care and kindness.
In 1843, as appears by the town records, Alden C. Keith
Avas town clerk of Clarendon, and when we were only high
enough to look over a peony we remeraber him as a doctor,
living in the house now occupied by David P. Wilcox, on
Holley street. He had a red-pauelled buggy, which then
attracted our attention, and for some years traveled up and
down our roads, looking after the sick. As to how many
died or recovered under his practice we leave the medical
history of the other side to give the inquisitive knowledge.
In the north-eastern portion of Clarendon John H. Taylor
was born, and to-day he is one of the leading physicians in
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studious mind, his judgment must necessarily be of the like
nature, and he brings into the sick-room all the knowledge
of his own experience and also the accumulated treasure
which both the old and new world can furnish in medical
thought. There is not an old tree or land-mark in Clar
endon but has reason to be proud of his birth on her soil,
and the patronage he receives from her people all daily
attest hoAv high he reigns in their minds and hearts.
Another lad from the turf has raade Brockport to re
spect the skill of Clai-endon's sons. Dr. Coleraau is rapidly
rising in his profession in the beautiful village of the
Brockway's and Seymour's, aud if he had never performed
any other operation than the removal of Tom Fee's eye,
which he did most successfully, this alone would entitle
hira to the highest praise as one inheriting that peculiar
skill which makes Dr. Rider, of Eochester, known to both
continents. Years ago a man, nearly blind, walked into George M.
Copeland's store, in Clarendon, and asked to be trusted for
a bill of medicine which he wished to compound, amount
ing to two dollars and fifty cents. As Dr. Willis Cook,
now of Brockport, affirms, this was his first essay in the
practice of medicine, and for how many long days, weeks,
months and years he walked in the shadow of darkness
over the roads of Clarendon the good Lord only knows; but
time, that sometiraes restores the sight and often gives the
victory to unwearied efforts, at last opened his eyes, and to
day this boy of the old Curtis' Cook farm has his Toledo
diploma, and glories in the fact that he stood nearly at the
head in his examination and in the nobler truth that he
loves his profession, and in Brockport is working night and
day to mount higher and' higher in the scale of worth and
estimation. There was oue young doctor here in the faded past by
the name of Cornwell, but we have no records as to his

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practice, only that he was said to possess that pearl of the
mind — ability. On the Millard road, midway between the
Christian Church and the Brown school-house, was a
strange character, who came into the town about the days
of noble Harry Clay. Dr. Cowing was known to every
school urchin on all the road by his long snowy beard, his
old staff, his striding walk and peculiar expression of coun
tenance, which he wore doAvn to the day of his final change
over four-score years in the dusty journey of life. He was
the botanical doctor of Clarendon, and knew more about -
its roots, herbs, weeds and blows than any other person of
his day. But his old kettle has now taken a final rest, the
steam from his compounds no longer rises to greet the
elements beyond ; the fire has gone out upon the hearth,
the ashes have failed to glow, and all the familiar places
that once knew him now know him no raore forever, un
less his spirit hovers as some ghost loth to leave its earthly
abiding spot.
In the old yellow house, where Amos Pettengill said
" good-by " to this world, in our boyhood days lived Dr.
Benjamin Woodhull. To him at one time resorted all the
sore-eyed from all points of the compass to receive the bene
fits which came from the use of his ointments aud optical
treatment. Clarendon was truly an eye infirmary in his
day of glory, and the streets had raore individuals of both
sexes with patches over their eyes and bandages around
the head than she ever before or since witnessed. It was
enough to make even a Bartimas leap with joy to pass into
his office and know of his many cures. But the venerable
doctor and his patients have all gone, and the eyes of Clar
endon seem much brighter since this departure.
Outside of Clarendon we might mention a few names of
physicians who now and then may be seen upon our high
ways. From Holley rolls in Armstrong and Gleason, who
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the first especially in surgery and the latter in diphtheria
and many other diseases, when the patient requires some
thing different from the ordinary practice of the day, and
when good common-sense is above all theory and learned
nonsense. In surgery, Dr. Townsend, from Bergen, is always called
when the highest skill is required, and his superior judg
ment and fine talents are ever the rest aud satisfaction of
all that demand his services. In dentistry, Benjamin
Newton at one tirae had his office above Copeland's store,
where he made teeth and performed all the other labors of
his calling to the comfort and final ease of his callers. He
can now be found in Holley, as ready as ever to hitch on
or replace the decayed ivories with others more beautiful
and lasting.
, We might in this chapter dwell upon other doctors, but
we shall leave their names to appear in connection with
other circumstances as they shall arise to the surface of
our observation. To all of these doctors which we have
mentioned Clarendon owes, and will ever owe, a debt, of
love and gratitude for their days and nights of severest
toil and exertion, when many of her children were locked
in the arms of balmy sleep, or enjoying the untold blessings
of health and absence from suffering. And if any indi
vidual, or class of individuals, should receive the monu
ments of immortal fame and honor, these are they, who
have given their own lives to the care and cure of the sick
and distressed, and their best moments to the comfort of
the dying.

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CHAPTER XIV.
CLARENDON IN POLITICS.
11HE political history of any community in this Eepublic
is the result of former teaching. This is generally
upon old issues transmitted from father to son, and it is
rarely that a change takes place, unless there be also a
change in the circumstances of the children as they grow
up to manhood. The political feelings which are strongly
impressed upon the child weave and interweave their im
pressions into his mind, and he almost unconsciously be
comes what his parent has been before him. If the family
in an early day had the benefits arising from different
shades of opinion, then there would naturally arise differ
ences, each member of the household exercising his own
right of thought, producing that freedom of action which
is seldom found in a town where the people are debarred
the privilege of reading and considering distinct ideas of
political right.
The old pioneers had but little opportunity to read news
papers, as they were too expensive for their means, and
they were, therefore, confined to the opinions and judg
ments which had been handed down from father to son
since the administration of Washington. On the one side
were the Federals, who believed in a strong national gov
ernment, and on the other the Eepublicans, who gloried in
the principles and teachings of Jefferson, based upon state
rights, and the paramount authority of the people gen
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there were two parties in this state, the one Eepublican, or
Democratic, and the other Olintonian. The first election
canvass was in 1833, November 3d, 4th and 5th, there be
ing at this time three polling-places — one at Farwell's Mills,
or Clarendon Village, in the frame school-house, the other
at the Polly tavern, on the Brockport, or Fourth Section
road, and the other at Honest Hill, in the tavern of Colonel
Shubael Lewis. At this election were cast votes as fol
lows, viz.:
For Senator — James McCall  89
For Assembly — James Ganson  37
" Robert Anderson  74
William Bristol  91
This canvass is certified to by Jeremiah Glidden, A. 0.
Eose, James A. Smith, Henry Hill and Zardeus Tousley,
inspectors of election, and recorded November 6, 1833, by
Alpha 0. Eose, town clerk. This was a Democratic vic
tory, as the Clintonians only elected a few senators, or mem
bers, as appears from the " Political History of New York,"
by Jabez D. Hammond.
In 1834 a defection had taken place in the supporters of
Gov. Yates, and the Albany Eegency had stepped to the
front and taken Col. Young, who had, a short time before,
been the favorite of the People's party. In this election
the Clarendon supporters of Col. Young gave him a major
ity, although he was defeated in the state, by over 16,000
votes, by De Witt Clinton. The vote was as follows:
For Governor — Samuel Young  149
De Witt Clinton  86
For Senator — Eobert Talmadge  149
" James Talmadge  84
For Congress — Isaac Wilson  149
" Parmenio Doans  83
For Assembly — Otis Turner  142
" Shubael Dunham  82
This vote is given by Jeremiah Glidden, N. W. Perry,
Shubael LeAvis, Henry Hill, A. 0. Eose, inspectors of elec-

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tion, and recorded by Nath. W. Perry, November 5, 1834.
This defeat of Col. Young was the result of the removal
by the legislature from the board of canal commissioners of
De Witt Clinton, who had held the position for fourteen
years, with marked ability.
The first election canvass for Orleans county, in Claren
don, was held May 10, II and 12, 1825, to elect one sheriff,
one county clerk, and four coroners for the same. The
vote was as follows:
For Sherifi— William Lewis  179
" Martin Day  58
Gilbert Howel  3
For Clerk — Orson Nickerson  234
" Fitch Chamberlain  80
For Coroner — Franklin Cowden  223
" Henry More  160
" Shubael Lewis  166
" Chauncey Wood worth  51
Lyman Turner  51
Elisha M. Gould  51
" Jonathan Hibbard  113
" Robert M. Brown  6
" Joseph Kinney  4
R.Brown  1
" S.Lewis  1
F. Cowden  1
H. More  1
Henry Hill, Nath. W. Perry, Ash'l Mead, Jeremiah Glid
den, inspectors of election, and recorded by Nath. W.
Perry. By this canvass we see that William Lewis, the
first sheriff for Orleans county, was from Clarendon, and
Shubael Lewis, also of the same town, was made one of the
coroners. In 1835 the election canvass was held on November 7th,
8th and 9 th, for the purpose of choosing electors for Presi
dent and Vice-President of the United States. Fifty-five
votes were given, on which was written or printed, or partly
written and printed, the words, " By general ticket — ma
jority." Fourteen votes were given, on which was written
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districts." One vote was given, on which was written or
printed, or partly written aud printed, the words, " By
general ticket — plurality," bearing the names of the sarae
inspectors as above. This was a new way of voting, which
the Albany Eegency pushed through the legislature as an
excuse for not passing an electoral laAv, requiring that the
result of this voting should be certified to the legislature,
at its first meeting, by the secretary of state. This first
called for three boxes at the several polls, in one of which
each voter might deposit a ballot on which should be writ
ten, " By districts," or, " By general ticket — plurality," or,
" By general ticket — majority."
The presidential election Avas in favor of John Quincy
Adams, by New York casting the balance, through Henry
Clay, in his favor. If we judge from the election canvass
given below, Clarendon raust have been a Eegency town,
and in favor of Jackson for President, as Ethan B. Allen
was elected senator frora the eighth district. The vote
stood as follows :
For Senator — Benedict Brooks  153
Ethan B. Allen  45
For Assembly— A. G. B. Grant  139
Otis Turner  57
At this time Clarendon was opposed to the administra
tion of Governor Clinton, why, we cannot understand,
when it must have been known to every voter that the issue
upon which he was elected was really the Brie canal, which
should have been paramount to all other interests in their
minds, as opening up a way to good markets and better
prices, with a sure and certain development of the country.
But the way of the politician is so crooked that there is no
accounting for the action of his followers.
On the first Monday of November, 1826, an election was
held, to submit to the people of the State of New York
certain araendraents proposed to the Constitution, passed

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April 17, 1826, viz. : One hundred and forty-two votes were
given for electing justices of the peace by the people, and
for extending the elective franchise. Hiram Frisbie, Zar
deus Tousley, Nathaniel Warren and Silas Carter were in
spectors of election.
Election Canvass Nov. 9, 10 and 11, 1836.
For Governor — William B. Rochester  113
De Witt Clinton  99
For Lieut.-Governor — Nathaniel Pitcher  112
" " Henry Huntington  101
For Senator — Charles H. Carroll  114
" John Van Possen  98
For Congress — David E. Evans  107
" Simeon Cummings  86
For Assembly — Abraham Cantine  103
Elihu Mather  77
William S. Babbitt  36
" James Henry  1
Inspectors as above. In this election the dominant
party, the Eegency, in Clarendon lost their governor and
secured their lieutenant-governor, and also their senator.
The great Morgan exciteraent induced raany persons to vote
against Governor Clinton, he being a high priest of the
General Grand Chapter of the United States at this time;
but the anti-Masons did not, in Clarendon, know that
Rochester also belonged to the same fraternity.
The amendments on which Clarendon voted were carried
through the state, and removed all restriction to the right
of suffrage, excepting only citizenship, and a residence of
six months, which, with the election of a justice of the
peace by the several towns, gave the people that power which
before Avas held at Albany by appointment. The good
people of Clarendon must have been surprised when they
were informed by Gov. Clinton that the first year of the
Erie Canal had brought into the treasury $771,780.10, and
the whole canal debt not 88,000,000. " Clinton's Ditch,"
as it was sneeringly called, had opened the eyes of thou
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254 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
this statement. We now arrive at that point in the history
of the state and Clarendon when the Eegency, or Demo
crats, had, by pushing the name of Andrew Jackson for
ward, under the leadership of Martin Van Buren, secured
the control of politics.
Election Canvass, November 5, 6 and 7, 1837.
For Congress — Phineas L. Tracey  368
William H. Tisdale  9
For Senator— Timothy H. Porter  306
For Assembly — Lyman Bates  202
" George W.. Plemming  '  37
Por Justice of Peace — Nathan W. Perry  47
Clark Hayes  76
" " Elizur Warren  331
" Ezra Sanford  163
Benjamin G. Pettingill  336
" " William D. Dudley  188
Inspectors — Chauncey Hood, Alvin Hood, Benjamin G. Petten
gill, Ezra Sanford, Chauncey Robinson.
A great excitement had taken place in the state, and the
people were divided over the choice of candidates for gov
ernor. The Eegency nominated Martin Van Buren, while
the Anti-Masons were headed by Solomon Southwick, and
the Adams', or People's party by Smith Thompson.
Election Canvass, November 3, 4 and 5, 1838.
Por Governor — Solomon Southwick  161
" Martin Van Buren  92
For Lieut.-Governor — John Crary  167
EnosT. Throop  103
" " Francis Granger  3
For Congress — Hiram J. Redfield  110
Phineas L. Tracy  164
For Assembly — George W. Flemming  173
" John Chamberlain  179
Por Senator — ^Philander Bennett  102
Daniel H. Fitzhugh  102
" George H. Boughton  166
" Moses Hayden  160
For Sheriff— William Allis  191
Guy C. Merrill  93

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For County Clerk— Leander Woodruff  36
'' " Orson Nickerson  166
" " William Penniman  76
" " (Benedict Arnold) Dr. Nickerson. .. . 1
For Coroner — William Broder  95
" Mizah Harrington  95
" John Barmen  95
Dan Polly  94
Joseph Hart  113
" Chauncey Robinson  169
Christian Groff  170
Robert M, Brown  171
For Justice— William D, Dudley  166
Nathaniel W, Perry  113
" Nathaniel Perry  1
" William Dudley  1
For Presidential Electors — Hiram Frisbie  120
Shubael Dunham  160
Inspectors — Chauncey Robinson, Alvin Hood, Chauncey Hood,
Ezra Sanford, Benjamin G. Pettengill.
The old town book of Clarendon makes no allusion to
the election canvasses of 1829, 1830 and 1831, but gives as
its last record that of 1832. The feeling in the western
part of the state over the abduction of Morgan had
coalesced the National Republican party with the Anti-
Masonic wing, as againt the Jacksonian, or Democratic
party, and we find mention of the votes given as follows:
For Governor — (Anti-Mason) — Francis Granger  187
" (Democratic) — William L. Marcy  135
For Lieut.-Governor — (Anti-Mason) — Samuel Stevens.. 180
" " (Democratic) — John Tracy  135
For Senator — (Anti-Mason) — John Griffin  187
" (Democratic) — Fletcher M. Haight  135
For Congress — (Anti-Mason) — Gideon Hard  186
(Democratic)— Franklin Butterfield  132
For Assembly— (Anti-Mason) — Asahel Byington  182
" (Democratic) — John Chamberlain  140
Por Sheriff — (Anti-Mason) — Harmon Goodrich  182
" (Democratic) — Jessie M, Schofield  139
The electors for President and Vice-President received,
on the Anti-Masonic ticket, 187 votes each, and on the Dem
ocratic, 135. Elizur Warren, Jona Howard, Alexander

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Milliken and Hubard Rice, inspectors. This election was
held on the 5th, 6th and 7th of November, 1832. The
highest number of votes cast in 1833 was 89 ; in 1835, 334 ;
in 1826, 1 14 ; in 1827, 221 ; in 1828, 167 ; in 1832, 187 ;
and this has reference not to the total vote, as this can
hardly be ascertained by the inspectors' reports. In 1827 a
resolution was passed providing for four ballot-boxes at
town meetings, and the tickets were divided, supervisor
and town clerk on one ticket, assessor, commissioners of
highways, and overseers of the poor on the second ticket,
collector and constables on the third ticket, and commis
sioners and inspectors of schools on the fourth ticket, and
that a poll-list should be kept.
The town meetings and eleetions in the village were held
in the frame school-house from 1821 up to 1837, and in
1837, 1838 and 1839 at Elizur Piatt's tavern, and in this
hotel until 1849, and then in the present hotel until 1878,
and frora that tirae until 1888 in the town hall. At a
special town-meeting, held at the school-house, April 17,
1822, William Lewis was made assessor in the place of
Isaac Spencer refusing to serve. On May 8, 1836, a special
town meeting was held at Hirara Frisbee's, choosing S. Car
ter as town clerk, in the place of H. Carter, deceased,
and Simeon Glidden, Jr., to be constable in the place of
. David Glidden, not accepted. Benjamin G. Pettengill and
S. Carter, school inspectors, in lieu of H. Carter and Hiram
Prisbee. A special town meeting, May 1st, elected John
Wetherbee, Jr., as constable, in place of John Wetherbee,
Sr., and Stephen Martin, Jr., as sealer, in place of Stephen
Martin, Sr. Alvan Hood was appointed town clerk in
place of Silas Carter, deceased, by Nathaniel W. Perry, and
Elizur Warren, August 14, 1837. At a special town meet
ing, held at Horace Perry's, August 30, 1838, Chauncey
Robinson Avas elected supervisor in place of Henry Hill,
who had removed from Clarendon. On April 18, 1834, at

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a special town meeting, Ezekiel Hoag Avas elected poormas-
ter in place of Daniel Brackett, avIio refused to serve. At
a special town meeting, held April 37, 1847, 399 votes were
cast as follows, viz. : For license, 180 ; no license, 119 ; giv
ing a majority for license of 61.
We are unable to give the party to which the following
officers, as elected at the several town meetings, belonged,
but will classify them according to years and position.

Supervisors.

1821— Eldredge Farwell.
1822— Eldredge FarweU.
1823 — Jeremiah Glidden.
1824 — Jeremiah Glidden.
1825— Henry Hill.
1836— Hiram Frisbie,
1837— Nathaniel Warren,
1838— Henry Hill,
1829 — Chauncey Robinson,
1830— John Millard.
1831— John Millard.
1832— Elizur Warren.
1888— Elizur Warren,
1834— Zardeus Tousley.
1835— Horatio Eeed.
1836— Horatio Reed.
1837— Horatio Reed.
1838— Horatio Reed.
1839— Benjamin G. Pettengill.
1840— John Millard.
1841 — Jason A. Sheldon.
1842— Jason A. Sheldon.
1843— Jason A. Sheldon.
1844 — Benjamin G. Pettengill.
1845 — Benjamin G. Pettengill.
1846— Ira B. Keeler.
1847— Ira B. Keeler.
1848— Orson Tousley.
1849— George M. Copeland,
1850 — George M. Copeland.
1851— N. E. Darrow,
1852— N. E. Darrow,
1853— D. P. St. John.
1854— N. E. Darrow.

1855 — Dan Martin.
1856— Lucius B. Coy.
1857 — Amasa Patterson.
1858— Thomas Turner.
1859— George M. Copeland.
1860— Dan Martin.
1861— Mortimer D. Milliken.
1863— Mortimer D Milliken.
1863— Martin Evarts,
1864— N. E. Darrow,
1865— N, E. Darrow.
1866— Henry C. Martin.
1867— Henry C. Martin,
1868- Henry C, Martin.
1869— D. N, Pettengill.
1870— D, N. Pettengill.
1871— D. M. Inman.
1872— D. M. Inman,
1873— Albert M, Church,
1874— P. A. Albert.
1875— P. A, Albert,
1876— P, A. Albert.
1877— Albert J, Potter,
1878— W. E. Howard.
1879— N, 0. Warren.
1880— W. H. H. Gofi.
1881— W. H. H. Goff.
1883— William H, Inman,
1883— William H, Inman,
1884— Charles Lusk,
1885— William Roberts,
1886— Charles Lusk.
1887— W. H. H. Goff.
1888— W. H. H. Goff.

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HISTORY OF CLARENDON.

Town Clerk.

1831 — Joseph M. Hamilton.
1823— Robert Owen.
1833— Alpha 0. Rose.
1824— Nathaniel W. Perry.
1835— Nathaniel W. Perry.
1826— Henry Carter.
1827— Silas Carter.
1838— Alvan Hood,
1839— John Church,
1830— John Church.
1831— John Church.
1833 — Jonathan Howard.
1833 — Jonathan Howard.
1834— Thomas J. Noyes,
1835 — Jonathan Howard.
1836 — Jonathan Howard.
1837 — Jonathan Howard.
1833 — Jonathan Howard.
1739 — Jonathan Howard.
1840 — Jonathan Howard.
1841 — Jonathan Howard,
1842— Alden C, Keith.
1843— Alden C. Keith.
1844— Alden C. Keith,
1845— Alden C. Keith.
1846— William L. Lewis.
1847— Henry Kirby.
1848— Henry Kirby,
1849— Henry C. Martin,
1850 — Josiah B, Mansfield.
1851— Josiah B. Mansfield.
1852 — Josiah B. Mansfield.
1853— Job L. Potter.
18.54 — Not given.

1855 — Josiah B. Mansfield.
1856 — Amasa Patterson.
1857 — Morris Dewey,
1858 — Morris Dewey.
1859 — Morris Dewey.
I860— John M. Wetherbee.
1861— John M. Wetherbee.
1863— John M. Wetherbee.
1863 — None given.
1864 — Henry Warren.
1865 — Henry Warren.
1866— Henry Warren,
1867— Orson T. Millard,
1868— George D. Warren,
1869— T, H, Westcott,
1870— William H, Westcott.
1871— William H. Westcott.
1873— William H. Westcott.
1873— William H. Westcott.
1874— Frank H, Martin,
1875— George P, Preston.
1876— George P. Preston.
1877— Frank P. Turner.
1878— Frank F. Turner.
1879— D. C. St. John.
1880— D. C. St. John.
1881— Willis B. Hardenbrook.
1883— Willis E, Hardenbrook.
1883— N. H. Darrow.
1881— N. H. Darrow.
1885— M E. Brackett.
1886— George Mathes.
1887— Gordon L, St. John.
1888— Gordon L. St. John.

Assessors.
1821 — Reuben Lucas, William Lewis, Henry HiU.
1822 — R, W, Vining, M, Spencer, L, Humphrey.
1823— Henry Hill, J. A. Smith, Zard. Tousley.
1834— Henry HiU, J. A. Smith, Shubael Lewis.
1825 — Jeremiah Glidden, Asdel Nay, Abel Mead.
1826 — Jeremiah Glidden, Nathaniel Warren, Z. Tousley.
1837— Ezra Sanford, B. G. PettengUl, Chan. Hood.
1828— Ezra Sanford, B. G. PettengiU, Chan. Hood.
1829— T. Templeton, J. Millard, Chan. Hood.
1830— T, Templeton, T. BrintnaU, Chan. Hood.
1831— Alex. Milliken, H. Reed, H. Rice.
1832— Alex. Milliken, Joseph Pratt, H. Rice.
1883— J. L. Cook, D. Negus, H, Rice.

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1834— J. M. Hollister, C. Hallock, H. A. Hess.
1835— J. Pratt, B. G, PettengiU, H. Rice,
1836— J. Pratt, B, G, Pettengill, H, Rice
1837— J. Millard, C. Hallock, H. Rice.
1838— J. Millard, J. Pratt, C, Robinson,
1839— C. Hallock, G, M, Salsbury, H. Rice.
1840— L. Cook, Jr., O. Tousley, Alex. MUlikeu.
1841— J. M. Hollister, G. R, Bennett, Alex. Milliken.
1842— J. M. Hollister, G. R. Bennett, Alex. MUliken.
1843— Stephen Howard, G, R. Bennett, Alex, Milliken.
1844^-T. Templeton, Daniel S, Ross, B, Pettengill,
1845— M, Packard, S. B. Bushnell, D. S. Ross.'
1846— Alex. Milliken, F. Speer, M, Stevens.
1847— S, B, Bushnell, M, Packard,
1848 — Horace Peck, George W, Farwell.
1849 — Manning Packard, George W. Farwell.

1850 — Amasa Patterson,
1851— Thomas Glidden,
1852— Thomas Turner,
1853— Hubbard Rice.
1854— Thomas Glidden.
185-5- Levi D. Mills.
1856— Stephen AVyman,
1857— Henry Kirby.
1858 — Martin Evarts.
1859— Stephen Wyman.
1860— Thomas Glidden,
1861— Martin Evarts,
1862— Loren Hill,
1863— Dan Martin.
1864 — Manning Packard.
1865 — James M, Templeton,
1866— Josiah M, Clark,
1867— Myron D. Snyder.
1868— John J. Stevens.
1869— Horace B. Pierce.

1872— M, Evarts, Ebenezer Culver.
1873— M. D. Milliken, James Gib
son.
1874— N. 0, Brackett, M. Packard.
1875— Edgar H. Glidden.
1876— Daniel Griggs.
1877— W. H, H, Goff, James Lusk.
1878 — James Lusk.
1879— Eli Evarts,
1880— Harley D, Munger,
1881— Charles Lusk,
1882— John S, Boots,
1883— Henry Vandenberg,
1884— George E. Cowles,
1885 — John S. Boots, Gilbert
Huyck.
1886 — John S, Boots, Gilbert
Huyck.
1887— Gilbert Huyck, Alexander
Andrus.

1870— Simeon D.Coleman, J.Pratt. 1888— Gilbert Huyck, A. Andrus,
1871 — John G. Carpenter. M, Murphy,
Commissioners of Highways.
1821— David Church, J. A. Smith, Cyrus Hood.
1822 — Stephen Martin, A. Annis, J, A. Smith,
1833 — D, Church, Nathaniel Warren, A. Hopkins.
1834 — D, Church, Nathaniel Warren, A, Hopkins,
1825 — -D, Church, Nathaniel Warren, A, Hopkins,
1826 — A. Annis, Nathaniel Warren, B, Holmes,
1837 — Noah Sweet, Levi Preston, S. L. Stevens,
1828 — Chauncey Gould, Levi Preston, S, L, Stevens.
1829 — Chauncey Gould, Levi Preston, S. L. Stevens.
1830 — J. H. Davis, Levi Preston, L, Cook.
1831 — J. H. Davis, James Preston, S. L. Stevens.

260 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
1832 — L. Cook, James Preston, Samuel Wetherbee.
1833— A. Howard, D. Reed, L. Cook.
1834— J. A. Sheldon, H. Hood, William Alexander.
1835 — L. Cook, J. L, Cook, James Preston,
1836— D, Reed, J, L, Cook, S, L. Stevens.
1837— D. Reed, J. L. Cook, H. A. Hess.
1838— G. M. Salsbury, L. Cook, J. L. Cook,
1839— H, A, Hess, S, Lewis, J, L, Cook.
1840 — H. B. Richardson, Joseph L. Cook.
1841— George Forbush, Caleb Hallock.
1842— C, H. T. Cowles, H, A, Hess. B McCrUlis.
1843— H. A. Hess, J, C, 'Hallock, C. H. T. Cowles.
1844— S. L, Stevens, G, W. FarweU, T, Glidden.
1845— M, D, Milliken, H. Crannell, T, Turner,
1846— J. H. Peabody, WUliam Glidden, A, Clum,
1847 — Ebenezer Reed, Helon Babcock,
1848— Leonard Gillett,
1849— Norton L, Webster.
1850— Curtis Cook.
1851— Nathan 0. Warren.
1852 — Joseph A. Bryan.
1853 — Philip Inman, Stephen Wyman,
1854— G, W, FarweU, C, B, Packard,
1855— Leonard S, Foster. 1872— John R. Bartlett.
1856— Alexander Miller. 1873— Marvin R. Mills.
1857— Perrin Speer. 1874— George Thomas.
1858— WiUiam E. Willey, 1875— Webster E. Howard,
1859— A. Miller, C, H, Crannell, 1876— John S. Boots.
1860— Remember C. Dibble. 1877— George Thomas.
1861— George H. Turner. 1878— N, E. Warren.
1862— David P. Wilcox. 1879— Henry Crannell.
1863— James Gibson. 1880— Royal Taylor.
1864^Ely H, Cook, 1881— Not given.
1865— David P. Wilcox. 1882— Not given.
1866— Loren Hill. 1883— John Crossett.
1867 — Austin J. Hollister. 1884 — Lewis Lambert.
1868— Daniel P. Albert. , 1885— Benjamin Boots.
1869— Edgar Gillis. 1886— Lewis A. Lambert.
1870— William H. Inman. 1887— Frank Clow,
1871— Daniel P. Albert. 1888— Eugene Crossett.
Overseers of Poor.
1831 — Alex. Annis, Shubael Lewis.
1833 — -Alex. Annis, Shubael Lewis.
1833 — Zebulon Packard, Shubael Lewis.
1824 — Zebulon Packard, Stephen Martin,
1825 — Abner Hopkins, Stephen Martin,
1826 — Chauncey Robinson, Dan Polly.
1837 — Chauncey Robinson, Dan Polly.
1828 — Stephen Martin, Benjamin Thomas.
1839 — Lyman Hammond, Benjamin Thomas.

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1830 — Lyman Hammond, Joseph Hopkins.
1831 — Lyman Hammond, Joseph Hopkins.
1832 — Levi Preston, Amos Ross.
1883 — Levi Preston, Amos Ross.
1834— Daniel Brackett, J. L. Cook.
1885 — Joseph Hopkins, Amos Ross.
1886 — Joseph Hopkins, Chauncey Robinson.
1 837 — Joseph Hopkins, Chauncey Robinson.
1838 — Joseph Hopkins, Stephen Martin.
1839 — Joseph Hopkins, Helon Babcock,
1840 — Joseph Hopkins, John Locke.
1841 — H. A, Hess, John Locke.
1843 — Ezekiel Hoag, Helon Babcock.
1848 — Ezekiel Hoag, Helon Babcock
1844 — Stephen Wyman, Homer Cornwell.
1845 — Stephen Wyman, David Matson.
1846— Ira Phillips. 1868— Justin H. Dutton.
1847— PhUip Preston. 1869— Justin H. Dutton.
1848— Ira PhiUps. 1870— Martin E. Brackett.
1849— Lemuel Cook, Jr. 1871— David Wetherbee.
1850— Lemuel Cook, Jr. 1872— David Wetherbee.
1851 — James Winn. 1873— Martin E. Brackett.
1852— Lemuel Cook, Jr, 1874— John S, Nelson,
1858 — Lemuel Cook, Jr, 1875 — None given.
1854— Levi Clark. 1876— C. H. Pu "

1855— Asahel Merriman. 1877— C. H. Pugsley.
1856 — James Winn. 1878 — Simeon D. Coleman.
1857— A. E. French. 1879— Jonas Shaw.
1858— Edmund Wilcox. 1880— Isaac Kelley.
1859 — James Lusk. 1881 — Isaac Kelley.
1860— Ira T. Merrill. 1883— John W. Mansfield.
1861— Leander T. Gillespie. 1883— John W. Mansfield.
1862— T. G. McAUister, 1884— John W, Mansfield,
1863— Justin H, Dutton, 1885— John Wright.
1864— Justin H. Dutton, 1886— John W, Mansfield.
1865— Justin H. Dutton. 1887— John Wright.
1866— Justin H, Dutton. 1888— John Wright.
1867— Alexander Miller. School Commissioners.
1831 — R. Owen, J. Glidden, Anson Bunnel.
1833— A. O. Rose, J. A. Smith, J. Glidden.
1823— Ezekiel Lee, H. Hood, S. Hodges,
1834 — Joshua Vincent, E, Lee, A, Bunnel,
1825— W, D. Dudley, E, Lee, B. G. Pettengill.
1836— W, D, Dudley, E, Lee, G. M, Salsbury.
1837— Robert Owen, E. P. Sanford, P. Preston.
1828— Robert Owen, H. Rice, P, Preston.
1829 — H. Reed, Cyrus Hood, John Wetherbee.
1830— H. Reed, G. M. Salsbury, John Wetherbee.
1831— Joseph L. Cook, B. G. Pettengill, John Wetherbee.

262 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
1832 — Joseph L. Cook, Cyrus Hood, M. Packard.
1883— J. Wetherbee, B. G. Pettengill, H. Reed.
1834^Horace Peck, E. S. Reed A. Joslyn.
1835— J. Wetherbee, J, Church, G. M. Salsbury.
1836— J. Wetherbee, J. Church, G. M. Salsbury.
1887 — H, Rice, B, PettengiU, Jonathan Howard,
1838— G, S, Salsbury, C. Robinson, T. Templeton.
1839— M, Packard, J, W, Hollister, A. Joslyn.
1840— L. J. Woodruff, J. W. Hollister, A. Joslyn.
1841 — George M. Copeland, S. Howard, J. H. Peabody.
1843— George M. Copeland, N. E. Darrow, H, Hood,
1848 — J, A. Hess, J, Coleman, James Young,

School Superintendents.
1844— John G. Smith. 1852— Almon Snyder.
1845— John G, Smith. 1853— Not given.
1846— Clark Glidden. 1854— N. O. Warren.
1847— John B. King. 1855 -Not given.
1848— N. 0. Warren. 1856— Not given.
1849— Not given. 1857— Not given.
1850— David N. Pettengill, (Expired 1857,)
1851— Not given. School Inspectors.
1831— Asdel Nay, Luther Peck, S. Hedges.
1832— R. Owen, L. Humphrey, S. Hedges.
1823 — R. Owen, L. Humphrey, Alvin Hood.
1824— H. Carter, A. Nay, Alvin Hood,
1825— H. Carter, Hiram Frisbie, G. M. Salsbury.
1826— H. Carter, Hiram Frisbie, A. Hood.
1827— G. M. Salsbury, G. S. Salsbury, A. Hood.
1838— Robert Owen, L B. Keeler, A. Hood.
1829— B. G. PettengiU, G. M. Salsbury, Asa Bunnel.
1830— B. G. Pettengill, Jonathan Church, A. MiUiken.
1831— Asa Bunnel, N, E, Darrow, G, S, Salsbury.
1832— Asa Bunnel, N. E. Darrow, G. S. Salsbury.
1833— Z. H. Hallock, Asa Bunnel, G. S. Salsbury.
1834— T. I. Noyes, M. Packard, S. Howard.
1885 — Jonathan Howard, M. Packard, B. G. Pettengill.
1836 — Jonathan Howard, M. Packard, B. G. Pettengill.
1837— H, Reed, M. Packard, S. Howard.
1838— B. G. PettengUl, M. Packard, John Church.
1839— L. Sawyer, A. C. Keith, H. Reed.
1840 — S. Church, Lyman Matson.
1841 — Loyal Palmer, Lyman Matson, A. Patterson.
1842 — Amasa Patterson, Samuel Salsbury.
1843 — Lyman Matson, Enos Holmes. (Expired.)

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Collectors.

1821— Truman Smith.
1832— WUliam Lewis.
1833— Shubael Lewis.
1834— Z. Tousley,
1825— Z. Tousley.
1826— D. GUdden.
1837— T. Smith.
1838— W. Dodge.
1829— H. Phelps,
1880 — None given.
1831— W. Dodge.
1832— W. P. Hinman.
1838— A. W. Salsbury.
1834 — Hiram Joslyn.
1835 — Hiram Joslyn,
1836— Hiram Joslyn.
1837— Hiram Joslyn.
1838— D. Crossett.
1839— D. Crossett.
1840 — Hiram Joslyn.
1841 — Hiram Joslyn.
1842- George W. Peck.
1843— George W. Peck.
1844— M. Packard.
1845— H. Joslyn.
1846— H. Kirby.
1847— Stephen Church.
1848— Stephen Church.
1849— Stephen Church.
1850— Cyrus Lusk.
i851 — Morris Dewey.
1852— S. Church.
1853— J. B. French.
1854— J. W. Hopkins.

1855— S. Church.
1856— J. W. Hopkins.
1857— J. J. Stevens.
1858—1. S. Bennett.
1859— J, J, Stevens,
1860— J, J. Stevens.
1861— L. H. MerriU.
1862—1. S. Bennett.
1863— L. B. Coy.
1864— L. B. Coy.
1865— A. M. Church.
1866— A. M. Church.
1867— H. B. Joslyn.
1868 — None given.
1869— Alva Blanchard.
1870— A. D. Turner.
1871— George Mathes.
1872— A. D. Turner.
1873— Edward L, Church.
1874- J. M. L. McCrillis.
1875— J. L. McCrUlis.
1876— George Taylor.
1877— Simeon Glidden.
1878— L. A. Lambert.
1879— Kiik Blanchard.
1880— Ira Dexter.
1881- L. F, Nelson.
1883— L. Preston.
188.3— C. H. Stevens.
1884— F. Bates.
1885— D. C. St. John.
1886— G. N. Orcutt.
1887— E, R, Warren,
1888— E, R. Warren.

Constables.
1821— J. C. Remington, Willard Dodge.
1823— WiUiam Lewis.
1823- S. Lewis, WUHam Dodge.
1824— Charles Savin.
1825— B. Thomas, Joseph Lee.
1826— J. W. Lee, V. Tousley, S Warren.
1827— S. Warren, J. Church, J. Wetherbee.
1838— H. Phelps, T. Smith.
1839— H. Phelps, B. Pettengill, W. Dodge, H. FalUng.
1830 — S. L. Stevens, Asa Mead, Jared Bigelow.
1881— W. Dodge, H. P. Hinman, B. PettengUl, A. Mead.
1832— Ed. Pettengill, D. Crossett, W. P. Hindman, W. Dodge.

264 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
1833— Hindman, Crossett, A. W. Salsbury, B. W. Ainsworth.
1834— H. Peck, J. W. Palmer, J. Wickwear, H. Joslyn.
1835 — Joslyn, Crossett, Salsbury, Orrin Butterfield.
1886 — Salsbury, Butterfield, Joslyn, Crossett.
1837— Joslyn, Crossett, Salsbury, E, PettengiU.
1838 — Crossett, J. J Harper, Salsbury, Butterfield.
1839— Joslyn, Salsbury, W, G. Ainsworth.
1840— Harper, B. P. Wadsworth, J, F, Glidden, W. Cox.
1841— Wadsworth, Glidden, Joslyn, G. W. Peck.
1843— Peck, Glidden, S. Yates, J, Lusk.
1843 — Peck, Lusk, S. Cox, Jonathan Reed.
1844— T. Maine, H. Farwell, J. B. French, M. Packard.
1845— S. Church, Wadsworth, Farwell, W. Olmsted.
1846— H. Kirby, W. Cox, A. Smith, Wadsworth.
1847— Church, Smith, N. O, Warren,
1848— Church, O. Bennett, N. R. MerriU, Cox.
1849— Church, C. Lusk, L. Dean, M. E. Winchell.
1850- Church, Lusk, Bennett, H. M. Cook,
1851 — Church, M, Dewey, Bennett, Lawton,
1852— Church, J. B. French, Winchell, M. Lewis.
1853— French, Church, Winchell, L. D. Jenkins.
1854 — J. W. Hopkins, French, J. Crossett, Lawton.
1855 — Church, French, L. S. Wilcox, Lawton.
1856 — Z. Smith, Hopkins, Lewis, French.
1857 — J. J. Stevens, Wilcox, French, Lewis.
1858— G. Clapp, P. True, I. Bennett, W, Glidden.
1859— Stevens, French, T. Stone, D. Inman.
1860 — J. Kane, J. W. Lawton, Stevens, Clapp.
1861 — A. P. Wetherbee, L. Preston, Kane, Clapp.
1862— A. H, Elliott, W. H. Westcott, Bennett, Clapp.
1863— A. Harmon, J. M. Clark, H. Ward, B. Poster.
1864— L. B. Coy, Harmon, MerriU, Clark.
1865— A. M. Church, W. Storms, A. S. Frederick, Clark.
1866— Church, S. Williams, W. Armour, W. Storms.
1867— L. Mower, H. Sawyer, J. Kirby, A. D, Cook, G. B. Hood.
1869— J. A. Downs. A. D. Turner, T. H. Glidden, Soles.
1870— Glidden, Turner, G. Milliken, (J. Minlck.
1871 — Turner, G. Baldwin, Mathes, Storms.
1872— J. Roberts, W. Cruttenden, Turner, Storms.
1873— R. Lee, Cruttenden, W. M. Pratt, G. Sturges.
1874— Sturges, Storms, Pratt.
1875— J. McCriUis, E. Warren, Huyck, Emery.
1876— Sturges, Pratt, T. McGowan, Emery.
1877— Emery, Sturges, W. C. Dibble, R. E. Lawton.
1878 — Church, McGowan, Hollister, William Lyman.
1879 — Fred Mowers, K. Blanchard, D, Smedes, Preston.
1880— Emery, Church, Preston, McGowan,
1881— Emery, P. West, L, F, Nelson, Church,
1883 — Preston, Vanderburg, Church, H, Putnam,
1888 — Lawton, Stevens, Church, Preston.
1884— Preston, Turner, Church, Budd.

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1885— Church, St. John, Preston, Emery.
1886— Preston, Church, Emery, Butterfield, Stuckey.
1887 — Whipple, Warren, Lyman Emery.
1888 — Wilson, Emery, Warren, Murphy.

Game Constables.

1872— D. H. Mower.
1873— Henry Foster.
1876 — Rugene Lawton.
1877— E. Butler.
1878 — James Burns.
1879— E. Butler.
1880 — James Burns.
1881— J. Mepsted.

1882— George Gaylord.
1883— T. Gormly.
1884— Ogden S. Miller.
1885— M. S. Kimball.
1886 — John Crossett.
1887— Fred Hedges.
1888— P. J. Murphy.

Pound Masters.

1831— Eldredge FarweU.
1833— Enos Dodge.
1833— Enos Dodge.

1823— David Sturges.
1835— Hiram Frisbie.
1836— Hiram Frisbie.
1837— Stephen Martin.
1838— Stephen Martin.
1838— Stephen Martin.
1839 — George M. Copeland.
1840— Eldrege FarweU.
1847 — Asahel Merriman.
1848 — Marvin Powers.
1849 — Marvin Powers.

1834— Enos Dodge.
1835— Enos Dodge.
1836— Enos Dodge.

Sealers. 1850- 1851- 1858-
1853- 1854-
1855-
1856- 1858-
1859- 1860-
1866-
JUSTICES.

-Philip Preston.
-Marvin Powers.
-Philip Preston.
-Philip Preston.
-Philip Preston.
-Philip Preston.
-Morris Dewey.
-Philip Preston.
-Marvin Powers.
-James M. Hollister.
-Merritt Blighton.

1821— Eldredge Farwell.
1822— Eldredge Farwell.
1838— WiUiam Lewis, Henry Hill.
1834— WUliam Lewis, Asdel Nay, Henry Hill.
1825— WUliam Lewis," Asdel Nay, Henry Hill.
1836— WiUiam Lewis, Asdel Nay, Henry HUl.
1827— Asdel Nay, N. W. Perry, B. Warren.
1828— Ezra Sanford, B. G. PettengiU, E. Warren.
1839— W. D. Dudley, Ezra Sanford, B. G. Pettengill, E. Warren.
1830 — Clark Hayes, Dudley, Sanford, Pettengill, Warren.
1831— Eleazur Warren, B. G. Pettengill.
1833— Warren, Pettengill, John Church.
1883 — Warren, Pettengill, Horatio Reed.
1834— Warren, PettengUl.
1835— Warren, PettengiU, Z. Tousley, J. M. HoUister.
1836— H. Reed, J, S. GrenneU, Tousley, Hollister.
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266 HISTORY OF CI^RENDON.
1837— Pettengill, Tousley, GrenneU, Hollister,
1838- Pettengill, Tousley, Grennell, Hollister.
1839— J. A. Sheldon, Pettengill, Grennell, HoUister.
1840— H. Rice, Warren, PettengiU, Sheldon.
1841— S. Lewis, Tousley, PettengUl, Sheldon.
1843— Jonathan Howard, Sheldon, Tousley, Lewis.
1848 — Jason A. Sheldon, Tousley, Lewis, Howard.
1844 — E. Hoag, Sheldon, Lewis, Tousley.
1845 — Hoag, Sheldon, Lewis, Tousley.
1846 — H. B. Richardson, Hoag, Lewis, Sheldon.
1847 — T. B. Sheppard, J. Pratt, Hoag, Richardson.
1848— G. W. Peck, H. Kirby, Pratt, Hoag, Richardson.
1849— T. S. Phelps, Job Potter, Pratt, Richardson.
1850— Pratt, Potter.
1851 — Hoag, Richardson, Pettengill, Pratt, Potter.
1853 — J. Millard, Pratt, Richardson, Hoag, Pettengill.
1853 — Richardson, Pratt, Millard, Hoag.
1854 — Pratt, Millard, Richardson, Hoag.
1855— Hoag, Pratt, Millard.
1856 — Jared Thompson, Pratt, Millard, Hoag.
1857— Edmund WUcox, Hoag.
1858— D. N. PettengUl, Hollister, J. C. Hallock, Pratt, Hoag.
1859— A. E. French, Hoag, Hallock, Hollister, Pettengill.
1860— HoUister, J. A. Bryan, Pettengill, French.
1861— L. D. MUls, PettengiU, HoUister, French, Bryan.
1863— Pettengill, Hollister, French, Mills.
1868— N. E. Darrow, Pettengill, HoUister, French, Mills.
1864— W. Glidden, Pettengill, Mills, HoUister, Darrow.
1865 — J. Lawton, Pratt, PettengiU, Warren.
1866— Pettengill, Pratt, Glidden, Lawton.
1867— N. O. Warren, Glidden, Lawton.
1868 — Amasa Patterson, T. B. Stone, Glidden, Warren, Lawton.
1869 — Lawton, Patterson, Warren, Stone.
1870 — Patterson, Warren, Glidden, Lawton.
1871 — Pratt, Warren, Patterson, Lawton, Glidden.
1872 — Warren, Glidden, Pratt, Patterson, Lawton.
1873 — Lawton, Pratt, Glidden, Warren, Patterson, J. W. Lawton.
1874 — Pettengill, Pratt, Glidden, Patterson, Lawton,
1875 — Warren, Pratt, Glidden, PettengiU, Lawton.
1876— Warren, Glidden, Pettengill, Lawton. .
1877 — J. W. Lawton, Pettengill, Glidden, Lawton, Warren.
1878— Pettengill, Hill, Glidden, Warren, Lawton.
1879— D. P. St. John, Lawton, Warren, Hill, PettengiU.
1880— HUl, PettengUl, St. John.
1881— J. W. Lawton, Pettengill, St. John, HUl.
1882— PettengiU, St. John, HiU.
1888— St. John, Lawton, PettengiU, HiU.
1884— H. Butcher, Lawton, HiU, St. John, PettengiU.
1885— P. A. Salsbury, Perry, Lawton, Pettengill, St. John.
1886— Pettengill, Salsbury, St. John, Perry.
1887— N. 0. Warren, D, C. St. John.
1888— A. J. Potter, N. H. Darrow, Eugene Warren.

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Inspectors of Election.
1843— J. M. HoUister, Alburn Joslyn.
1844 — John Millard, Eleazur Warren.
1845 — John Millard, Chauncey Robiuson.
1846 — D. S. Ross, Chauncey Robinson.
1847— D. S. Ross, Philip Inman, J. M. HoUister.
1848— B. G. PettengUl, L. B. Coy, E. S. Reed.
1849 — Thomas Turner, L. B Coy, James Winn.
1850— Thomas Turner, A. E. French, I. B. Keeler.
1851— B. Pettengill, Thomas Turner, A. C. Keith.
1853— WiUiam Glidden, E. W. Hill, Hiram Joslyn.
1853— WiUiam Gibson, W. S. Watson.
1854— L. B. Coy, B. PettengUl, A, Merriman,
1855— L, B, Coy, Smith Glidden, M, D, MUliken.
1856 — A. Merriman, A. E. French, D. E. Barker.
1857— Henry Crannel, H. Hood, B. Pettengill.
1858— M. D. MiUiken, L T. MerriU, H, C, Martin.
1859— L. B. Coy, H. Hood, B. PettengiU.
1860— Curtis Cook, A. P. Wetherbee, H. Joslyn.
1861— W. J. Edmonds, A. Mather, G. Cook.
1862— A. P. Wetherbee, A. Mather, G. Cook.
1863— R. B. Howard, A. Mather, John Crossett.
1864— Hiram Ward, J. R. Warren, G. E. Cowles.
1865— R. C. Dibble, E. Culver, G. E. Cowles.
1866— H. L. Salsbury, A. L. Salsbury, G. E. Cowles.
1867— B. H. GUdden, James Gibson, G. E. Cowles.
1868— E. H. Glidden, Ely H. Cook, G. E. Cowles.
1869— George Mathes, S, D. Coleman, G, B. Hood.
1870 — George C. Taylor, J. G. Carpenter, H. Cowles.
1871— James Gibson, Fred Glidden, A. D. Cook.
1872 — George Mathes, A. L. Salsbury, J. J. Stevens.
1878— Irving W. HoUister, A. L. Salsbury, T. Carr.
1874— George Mathes, J. C. Tupper, C. S. Pugsley.
1875— D. N. Salsbury, T. Carr, L. J. HiU.
1876— WiUiam Stuckey, J. B. King, H. Webster.
1877— James Andrus, F. H. Wait, G. D. Cramer.
1878— H. Vanderberg, T. W. Allis, G. D. Cramer.
1879— Levi Mower, W. H, Hollister, Day WUcox.
1880 — C. H. Cramer, Menzo Lawton, R. S. Morton.
1881— J. J. Stevens, H, Vanderberg, T, McGowan.
1882— WiU P. Glidden, A. Budd, C. H. Cramer.
1883— G. Huyck, C. B. Tasker, H. L. Perry.
1884— Alva Sturges, C. B. Tasker, Chas. Glidden.
1885 — Charles Stevens, Eugene Crossett, William Mathes.
1886— A. C. Mathes, J. B. MerrUl, H. Butcher.
1887— Charles Stevens, Eugene Crossett, W. T. PettengiU.
1888— Alonzo Whipple, Adelbert Carr.

268 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
Excise Commissioners.
1875— John G. Carpenter, G. Cook, J. Turner.
1876— J. Turner.
1877— Gilbert Cook, J. J. Stevens.
1878— David Cruttenden.
1879 — Ebenezer Culver.
1880— Joseph Turner, N. R. Merrill.
1881— Isaac HaU, Cyrus Poster.
1882— Kirk S. Blanchard.
1883— John Nelson.
1884— A. D. Cook.
1885— Edward Nay.
1886— Hiram Butcher.
1887— John S. Nelson.
1888— Guy S. Bowen.
The breaking up of the Whig party after the defeat of
Winfield Scott by Franklin Pierce, in 1852, drove the Silver
Grays, as they were called, either into the new American or
Know-nothing party, or latterly into the ranks of the
Democrats. The " Wooleys," along with the " Free Boil
ers," composed the new Republican party, which very
naturally absorbed the Abolitionists. In 1840, during the
election of Harrison and Tyler, or, as the old song went,
" Tippecanoe and Tyler too," the Whigs of Clarendon,
from all portions of the town, drew logs of elm, ash, maple
and other tiraber to Albion, under the marshalship of
Colonel Orson Butterfield, of the Butterfield road. David
Pettengill, Guy M. Salsbury, Chauncey Robinson, Levi
Preston, Orson Butterfield and F. A. Salsbury each had
their teams to haul logs for this cabin.
When the Clarendon delegation reached the Telegraph
road they were met by the Holley Whigs, and at the
Transit by others from the north, all well loaded with cider
barrels and jugs to remember Harrison. The log-cabin was
erected on the ground now occupied by the Presbyterian
Church of Albion, and F. A. Salsbury says that he notched
the north-east corner of this structure. The crowd then
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made, cider barrels tapped, jugs sucked dry, until about
fifty or more lay as stupid as hogs in a distillery-yard.
Those that were able to eat had beans on hemlock bark, to
imitate the glorious days when first " Tippecanoe " breathed
the air of Yankeedom. On their homeward-bound journey,
the cider and whisky aboard put the drunken spirits iu
charge of the lines, and races were run as far as the guide-
post on the Barre road, where one John Taggart, who pro
posed to " play h — 11 with the Whigs," ran into Lyman
Beebe's wagon, and he and George Swan went into the air
flying, Taggart striking his head, which found the ground
still harder, and he rose no more. George Swan, as he
came down, shouted, " Get up, Taggart ; I've got the jug
all right!" but, looking around and seeing that Taggart
was unable to dunk, he at once became very sober. After
this drunken death the Clarendon delegation concluded to
drive slow, and entered town quite respectably.
When 1844 came ringing in, with Democratic girls all
dressed in white, to imitate the Whigs of 1840, Orson Tous
ley had a great gathering frora different portions of the
county to shout the wonderf al raerits of Polk and Dallas.
Clarendon damsels waved flags, and wanted all the boys to
hurrah for their favorites, and it was said that one of the
girls after bringing her flag around a Whig boy's head
three times concluded to cease her wild demonstration.
When Harry Clay was defeated by the Birney wedge.
Clarendon women, who loved the gallant Kentuckian, shed
tears, and never since that day have the fair sex taken a
public hand in the frothy bubblings of the political tub,
which shows their good common sense. A very fine pole
was raised by the American party in 1856, James Winn
having charge, when a Fillmore and Donelson flag waved
in the breeze by the hay scales, just in front of George M.
Copeland's store.
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Americans were put on guard, and some of the best citi
zens of the town belonged and did service at these secret
sessions. In the sarae year the Republicans became very
strong in town, and Horace Greeley's Tribune had about
one hundred weekly circulation. The air was hot upon the
extension of slavery question, and the good people at the
hotel and stores became terribly excited, and more hard
words were used than had before been known. Democrats
were called "slave-drivers," and Republicans " black," for
their love of the negro, while meetings were held in differ
ent portions of the town, and the pot was kept boiling with
no opportunity to cool.
When 1860 dawned, the Republicans had a strong band
of uniformed " Wide-awakes," and T. E. G. Pettengill
could be heard showiing" Attention, Wide-aivakes ! " 'whWe
St. John strutted before the Douglas Guards, lifting high
his bloodless sword, and saying, "Forward ! march ! "
When some foreign orator was in Albion or Brockport,
wagons would be loaded down with Douglas Guards or
Lincoln Wide-awakes, all shouting themselves hoarse over
their several candidates, and acting more like lunatics thau
sane men. On one of these noisy occasions, the author,
standing side by side with a son of Erin, soon found him
self pitched out the rear end of a lumber-wagon just in
front of Cash Weller's blacksmith-shop, in Holley, with a
million, more or less, of stars in his eyes, and the clatter
of a Douglas tin-lamp in his ears. A collar-bone out of
joint caused him to remeraber very distinctly the campaign
of 1860.
Clarendon sent a very large delegation to Rochester to
hear the "Little Giant," and in Franklin square, on that
day, her good people had all the hugging, pushing, jam
ming and crowding that they could ever wish to expe
rience. The Bell and Everett boys, belonging to the
American party, secured a fine tamarack pole in Tona-

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wanda, and raised it with great shouting iu 1860 on the
grass plat which once looked fresh and green, where the
Albion and Hulberton streets join in frout of S. H. Cope
land's home. Philip Preston turned out a fine wooden bell,
which stood handle up at the peak, and a beautiful flag
floated out the names of these noble men to the breezes of
Clarendon. But the wave of secession took away all that
was left of the proud American vessel, and it went down,
mourned by many who had hailed its launching with joy
in their hearts and fond hopes of the future.
Clarendon has been faraous in the past for sending out
large delegations to attend political gatherings, coming
from all parts of the town wagon after wagon, banners
flying and making a procession for long distances. Horace
Peck relates that at one time Honest Hill sent to Batavia
eighteen teams, all joined to one wagon, loaded down, to
hear Doolittle, who afterward becarae senator from Wis
consin. During the campaign of 1860, Dr. Shubael II.
Dutton composed his song-book, with all the tunes set to
music by John Mills.
The dark and gloomy days of the war found Clarendon
wholly absorbed in the enlistment and drafting of her sous
to give much attention to politics outside of the Rebellion.
From that day until the present the only change in the two
great parties worthy of notice has been a ripple of Green-
backism, whicli rolled away as it carae quietly bearing only
a few followers ; and in 1878 the Prohibition party had two
votes, the beginning of an organization which is now recog
nized in the political machinery of the present day. Our
chapter on tempei-ance, and also on war, will show the
growth, progress and position of these changes as they have
arisen upon the sky of Clarendon politics. As we write
the tariff is the only great issue_bet ween the Democratic and
Republican electors of Clarendon, of which they will prob
ably receive their just supjily before the canvass is over.

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CHAPTER XV.
CLARENDON IN TEMPERANCE.
THE liquor question, in the early days of Clarendon, had
but little bearing upon the rainds of the people. The
Sturges distillery, with one at Holley, and sorae seven others
in adjoining towns, gave the people whisky as common as
cider at the present day. Stores not only kept the product
on hand, but each custoraer who was in any wise thirsty
was cordially invited to walk up and take a drink, to en
courage trade, and keep not only the spirits in the barrel
flowing, but also the spirits in the individual at a proper
heat. It is related that one person having brought a
double-yolked egg, insisted upon having two drinks instead
of one, when the shell was broken and found to contain
the extra dei)osit. Jugs and wooden bottles were taken to
the distillery, and girls and boys on horseback might be
seen, like John Gilpin before he broke his, homeward bound
with the precious fluid to supply the wants of the family.
If there was a logging-bee, raising, husking, or harvesting,
whisky must be purchased at the cheap rate of two shillings
per gallon, to keep all hands from becoming dry. In the
house, tansy bitters, with a little tansy and very much
whisky, was ready in the pantry, or over the fire-place, or
in some corner, to drive away the "chills and ague," and
in that day liquor seldom gave the shakes, which are so
common over the poison of the present. If a dance took
place, the boys had sling, and the girls sweet cordials, to
keep their spirits in excellent trim for the fiddlers, and the
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sling, hot punch, or toddy, and took it with the same relish
and ease as the poor sinners. And all this occurred be
cause society said "Yes," and the trip-hammer of denun
ciation had not yet fallen upon the head of this custom.
There is no doubt in the minds of all thinking men, that
this practice had very much to do with creating in the
sight of the children a familiarity with liquor, and as they
grew up they, too, began to sip and taste, as their parents
had before them, and the result has been known to all who
have opened their eyes. One by one certain persons began
to see the effects produced by this common drinking, this
loafing around taverns, this watching at the grocery for a
" nip," in the bloated faces, the half-awake looks of the
drinker, his disregard of personal appearance, and very
often his unfitness for labor, aud lack of confidence in his
ability to do the work of life. The health of individuals
who did not drink was also contrasted with those who did,
the power to labor in the field, and the general condition of
the abstainer and drinker. Three cents a glass at the
taverns caused certain men to spend their pennies, whicli
they earned by hard labor, and before long their red noses
gave them the name of topers and sots. These could be
seen hanging around the village or country bar-room, ever
ready to take a drink when called, and very often when not
asked, with breaths that would have strangled an infant in
the cradle if a breeze from their mouths had blown over
the darlings.
Deacon Lemuel Pratt was in the habit of coming over to
George S. Salsbury's, on the Barre road, where Budd Emery
passed away, about 1836, and near the fire-place they would
talk over the effects of intemperance. Mrs. James Annis
had years before, in a drunken sleep, fallen into the fire in
the old fire-place, where she and her husband lived, and the
husband also, loaded with this fluid, nearly lost his life in
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forgotten, and even the expression she made just before she
expired, that she wished she was under a whisky-barrel at
the spout, was enough to make these men think that some
thing ought to be done to head ofl the effects of drinking.
One night in the village of Clarendon, about 1847, the
question was deeply agitated, and about a dozen formed
themselves into a band called " The Sons of Temperance."
T. G. McAllister had hauled down the old shed of the Cot
tage Inn, and a hall was at once made for the accommoda
tion of this first temperance society of Clarendon, which
was prohibition in its character, and initiated members from
eighteen years upward. The fee was about one dollar for
entrance, with certain dues, that were on hand for the sick,
and only those who kept up their dues could receive such
a benefit. After about three years this society had the colored man
on the brain ; hot disputes took place, crimination and re
crimination, until at last they broke into pieces, and becarae
as one of the past. The " Daughters of Temperance " was
formed in the year 1848, and also met above McAllister's
shop in the same room of the " Sons of Temperance " once
¦every two weeks, on Thursday, at two p. m., thus allowing
the school-girls over thirteen years of age an opportunity to
run in for an hour and return just in time to spell. This
society had about twenty-five members, of whom we could
mention Mrs. John Bartlett, Mrs. Albert J. Potter, Sarah,
Esther and Cornelia Grennell, Hannah, Lucy and Eliza
Dutcher, and the Palmer sisters, Annis and Priscilla Sals
bury and Jane Winn. In the " Sons of Temperance "
Chauncey Robinson, George and Guy Salsbury, T. G.
McAllister and Dr. Southworth were a few of the most
prominent. The "Daughters of Temperance " dissolved in 1850, and
we are unable to give any farther facts in relation to these
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have been scattered to the four quarters of this country or
some other. The boys at the same time had a branch
called the " Cadets of Temperance," under eighteen years
of age, but, like the lamentation of Ontara, their " noon
of life " has fled away into the shadows of the once present,
and we know not of one living who is able to give us any
information. And such is history, that thirty-eight years
are buried in the grave of forgetfulness in the very town
where the actors lived and where the scenes were played.
The first lodge of Good Templars was established in Clar
endon in the spring of 1868, and the meetings were held
over McAllister's harness-shop. Abner Bailey, of Albion,
was the founder, and at one time this order had nearly one
hundred members, representing both ladies and gentlemen,
which, among the married, as well as among the un
married, was quite popular until the novelty wore away, and
some began again to take to their cups, while, the members
decreasing, the rental from McAllister became too heavy,
and they adjourned one night sine die while the furniture
and water pitchers were put up at auction.
After six or seven years John B. Finch came into Clar
endon and aroused the sleepers, who called another meeting
under the charge of J. W. Gunnison, from Buffalo, and the
present lodge was opened with forty-eight members. This
has been increased to one hundred, but at present numbers
only thirty-five. This is called "Welcome Home Lodge,
No. 48," bearing date October 35, 1877. The finances of
this society allowed them at two entertainments to pay
Lewis Patterson one hundred dollars for an organ which is
still retained. Among the ministers who have been mem
bers of this order may be named Swift, Tanson, Knott,
Lawton and Maryott. The worthy chiefs represent such
individuals as A. L. Salsbury, A. 0. Salsbury, Elder Knott,
Eli Evarts, Alfred M. Potter, Will Glidden, James Gibson,
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Charles Cramer, David Wetherbee, Perry Carver, Dennis
Evarts and Will Coleman out of a list of over forty which
we have not in our possession.
This order has employed speakers from abroad at
different tiraes, and the naraes of Carswell, Hurdley, Gur
ney and Hess are most familiar to the people of Clarendon
and vicinity. The town-hall since 1878 has been the
chosen spot where the secrets of this order are safely
stowed away in the brains of the members. At times the
interest seems to revive, and additions will be made, and
then backsliding takes place, so that it is impossible to
prognosticate or judge of the future as to this movement
in Clarendon. The good it has accomplished is kept above
in that eternal record to us unknown.
The Women's Christian Temperance Union was organ
ized at Clarendon at the camp by Mrs. J. H. Ruggles, of
Holley, as county organizer, on the 21st day of August,
1883. There were at this time fourteen present, and the
first president chosen was Mrs. Harriet Gibson. Mrs.
William Knott has been the other president of this society.
The other officers are a vice-president, secretary, recording
secretary and treasurer. The following persons have held
different places of trust : Mrs. Bina Blanchard, Mrs.
Eunice Cook, Mrs. Nora Mowers and Mrs. Mattie Cope
land. This society has a superintendent of Sunday-school
work, superintendent of scientific instruction and a super
intendent of juvenile work. Sarepta S. Evarts is superin
tendent of the first, Mrs. Clark Emery of the second branch
and of the third Martha J. Evarts. Mrs. Etta Copeland
has charge of temperance literature. There are at present
eight honorary members, embracing Rev. — Swartz, Dr.
E. M. Crabbe, Joe Hess, H. P. Carver, Kirk Mathes, G.
Henry Copeland, S. Herbert Copeland and Colonel N. E.
Darrow. Meetings are held once in two weeks, on Wednes
day, at two p. M. The membership has been as high as

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thirty. Joe Hess, Rev. — Swartz, Rev. R. W. Copeland, Rev.
Arthur Copeland, Mrs. Manning, Mrs. M. J. Weaver and
Mrs. Mary F. Burt have at different times been invited by
this society to address them.
In February, 1888, a convention was held at the Metho
dist Episcopal Church in Clarendon, when Mary J. Lath-
rap was present and a very large attendance from abroad,
the ladies of the W. C. T. U. having a very fine collation
prepared each day for those who desired to enjoy the feast.
A large quantity of P. A. Burdick's tracts have been dis
tributed, schools have been visited and A. B. Palmer's
work, entitled " Hygiene for Young People," endorsed by
Mrs. Hunt, has been introduced into the schools of the
town, and the other works on the anatomy, physiology and
hygiene of the human system carefully looked after. Dele
gates have also been sent to the county convention from
this order, and the ladies have done all in their power to
build up the cause of temperance in all classes of our
people. This society could not have stood until the present
unless it had within its mem'bership women who were
ready to attend each meeting and work and wait through
all opposition, in good weather or bad, in hours of darkness
or light.
The Loyal Temperance Legion was established by the
W. C. T. U. of Clarendon, on July 15, 1887. The present
superintendent is Martha J. Evarts. As presidents Carrie
Ridler and Maud Gillis ; vice-presidents, Maud Gillis and
Le Roy Cook ; as secretaries, Gertie Preston and Maggie
Hess ; as treasurers, Le Roy Cook and Cora Mathes ;
organists; Rosetta Evarts and Gertie Cook; chorister, Mrs.
Etta Copeland. The legion has thirty merabers, from five
to eighteen years of age, and these are divided into classes,
which meet during vacation every Friday afternoon, and in
school-terms every Saturday. The exercises open with
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ing. One feast was prepared by the legion in June, 1887,
when the boys and girls had a good time both in eating and
amusement. This Band of Hope should be extended so as
to reach every district in the town, thus uniting not only
the children, but forming a circle in which the parents
would all be interested in the noble work for God, home
and native land.
When the women of Clarendon put their hearts and
hands to any work it is as sure to move as the sun is to
shine, and men generally understand that the fair sex have
more energy, activity, courage and hope than they possess,
and are not every moment, like Bunyan and his fearful
companions, looking for some lion in the way. And they
are deserving of the highest praise in Clarendon, for the
majority of the men are openly or secretly opposed to their
action in regard to temperance, and do all in their power
to block and hedge up their way by word and deed. If the
women in every school district could be reached, and if
their masters would only allow them horses, the W. C. T. U.
would at once increase its members very largely, and all
would be well.
The movement to forra a Prohibition party may have
its date from 1878, when Carswell and Hurdley entered the
town and held meetings one week. The first two votes for
this party were cast by Abraham L. Salsbury and Gustavus
St. John. Since that day there has been a great change in
the minds of the Clarendon people on the question of
temperance, and the Prohibition party now number about
eighty. In 1883 Rev. J. Alden Copeland instituted his system of
camps, twenty in number, located as follows : Clarendon,
Lakeside, Olcott, Alexander, Spencerport, Cohocton, Ma-
chias, Elmira, Corning, Bradford, Wellsville, Cuba, Con-
esus Lake, Spencer, Smithboro, Freeville, North Hector,
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years following to thirty-five. This was really the founda
tion of the St. John circuit, which reached from Brie
county as far east as the Hudson river, a chain of camps
that has done mighty work for the cause of temperance.
The camp at Clarendon has been under the management
of S. Herbert Copeland, and has closed its sixth annual
session in George M. Copeland's grove, on Hulberton street.
The annual attendance during meetings, from six to ten
days, would reach, at a low estimate, twelve thousand, on
certain days as high as three thousand. Speakers, the most
talented in the Prohibition ranks, have been called from
different parts of the Union to address the multitude.
Bain of Kentucky, Brooks of Missouri, Beauchamp of Ohio,
St. John of Kansas, Sobieski of Illinois, Clark of Michi
gan, Small of Georgia, Copeland of Ohio, Cheevers of
Georgia, Searls of Auburn, Finch of Nebraska, Dorches
ter of Massachusetts, J. A. Copeland of New York, Green,
Clay, Smith of Kentucky, Ellen J. Foster, Mary T. Lath-
rap, Mrs. St. John, Mary Livermore, Mrs. Moore, Mrs.
Yeomans, Clara Hoffman and Mrs. Fixen have trod the
rostrum under the grand canopy of shade and made the
woods to echo with their earnest voices. Strangers visit
this camp from all the neighboring counties, and there is
only one other in the state, devoted to the cause of prohibi
tion, that is raore largely attended. When the sun srailes
upon the grove, carriages may be seen raoving frora all
points of the compass toward this noted spot, while the
stars and stripes fioat proudly above, giving each one clearly
to understand that the country, and the whole country, is
the rallying center.
When we refiect that Clarendon is three miles away from
the N. Y. 0. & H. R. R. station, and that the people can reach
this ground only by conveyances over country roads, or by
journeys on foot, then we can appreciate the power, force
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calls to Copeland's grove. If any person had dared, at the
beginning, to foretell the future of this movement, he
would have been called a lunatic, or devoid of. common
sense. And, most certainly. Clarendon should never cease
to thank J. Alden Copeland for thus opening wide the
door for the orators of the nation to enter, when the good
people could enjoy the richness of their mental and moral
worth, the grace of eloquence, the power of reasoning, and
the depth of truth which have been displayed upon these
different occasions by those whom thousands in great cities
have never heard.
These camps have produced arguments in every light,
the result of much thought, the very essence of all that
has gone before, upon the use and abuse of liquors, and
every question that could possibly arise out of the sale of
these beverages, whether by tax or otherwise, so that the
people of Clarendon have received the Alpha and Omega of
the whole subject at their very doors, and if they are now
blind upon this open volume of temperance it is because
they are like the Pharisees of the Saviour's time, as those
who will not come unto the light, that they might see.

CLARENDON IN WAR. 2S1

CHAPTEE XYL
CLARENDON IN WAR.
TURN back the pages of Time's volume, and there the
inquisitive will find carved out in bold relief the sons
of Clarendon who did their country noble service when
George Washington looked down the lines, and the future
hope of this Republic was through blood, defeat, untold
suffering, and all the unnumbered ills which overshadowed
the land from Boston Bay to the Savannah, from Lake
Brie to the capes of Delaware. When war's rude blast had
died away into that holy calm which lovely peace ever
brings, in this town some of these old veterans lived and
died, pursuing their labors, everbearing in mind the scenes
through which they had passed.
In the Robinson graveyard rest the bodies of some who
have no stones to mark their place of burial, or to furnish
the historian with data frora which to inforra others. In
this list we may include Thomas McManners, a colored
man, who, when a slave at the sunny South, ran away from
his master and joined the Federal army. His master came,
in hot pursuit, to the camp, and demanded his property.
The oflBcer in charge asked the trembling boy if he wished
to go back to the old plantation. "No, sah!" "Then,
you needn't! " came from the officer, and the owner dropped
his jaw and went his way, to curse the army. According
to Horace Peck, McManners was the best old soldier in
town — one who was very modest in his nature, not given
to boasting, or telling great yarns as to how many red-coats
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in, or how very often he had been saved just by the "skin
of his teeth." He had that air of truth about him that
ever inspires the listener with the feeling that the narrator
knows what he is telling to be correct. He was present
with Washington during the awful days of Valley Forge,
and acted as a servant at his quarters. Those were the
times that tried men's souls, as Tom Paine wrote, when the
soldiers could be tracked by the blood left behind, while
the British were having plenty to eat, drink and wear, in
their snug encampment in the then Tory City of New York.
But this brave old soldier has laid down his knapsack, and
long ere this has met many of his comrades in that country
where men learn war no more.
Charles Lee, often called captain, was another of the few
who were willing to give all to save this beautiful land
from oppression. No tombstone, not even a board, tells
where his dust reposes, and we must pass him by, leaving
his record to be unfolded in the world to corae.
Ira Dodge was carried away by his friends, and the gravel
thrown upon his plain cofBn, but no one cared enough
about his memory to leave us one word of his noble service
in the Revolution. How little some men, and even towns,
respect the heroic dead, compared with Greece or Rome,
where orations were pronounced over those who had lived
or died for their country !
In 1830 the light went out of John Dodge's eyes, that
had once shone in the smoke of battle, when Great Britain
was doing all in her power to strangle Young America in
the cradle. But thanks to the Ruler of the universe, who
inspired the souls of such men with that courage, devotion
and self-sacrifice, that this haughty power was glad to sail
away and leave the child to grow up to manhood. His
deeds are unwritten, his conflicts unknown, and he, too,
must go down into the chambers of that silence whose secrets
we cannot unlock.

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At the age of seventy-five years, Ebenezer Lewis, in 1828,
"lay like a warrior taking his rest," with the shroud
wrapped around him. Had he not known the bravest to
fall in the scream of the conflict ? But he was reserved to
pass away quietly, falling to sleep as gently as he had in
his last home on the Byron road. Where are now his blood
and bone? Gone, like some sunbeam, back again to their
native land — the Eternity of Eternities ! He was of noble
stock — a man full of energy, and must have been, in the
days of '76, one upon whom Washington could rely in any
emergency. William Tousley, the head of all the Tousleys of Claren
don, died in 1827, at sixty-six years of age, and could have
been only fourteen when the battle of Lexington was
fought. When he enlisted we cannot say, but eight long
years of bloody war gave him plenty of time to take down
his musket, put on his flint and keep his powder dry for
the English bull-dogs. It would be truly interesting if
Tousley would walk io for a few moments and give us a
full account of his actions during the service, and we would
be sure to get the whole truth, now that he has sojourned
in a region where yarns and lies have no market value. He
could tell us of the long, long march, when the half-starved
soldier would have been willing to have mortgaged his
after-life for one good meal, or one sleep in which he could
rest without being awakened. But we can now say, "Sol
dier, rest, thy warfare o'er," and over his cold ashes drop
the tear of respect, as we pass by.
Forty-four years ago, at the age of 83, Benjamin Pet
tengill, one of the old Pettengills, fell asleep in Clarendon.
His house of clay, which his brave spirit occupied, was
placed in the Christian burying-ground. He could hav6
been but a lad of fourteen when the battle of Lexington
was fought, and if he took a very active part in the strug
gle, must have been a hero. The last full pensioner of the

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Revolutionary War died in Clarendon at the advanced age
of 107, the stone says ; but the records only give 104,
which is probably correct. The only stain upon his mem
ory is the fact that he deeded to his son a farm to avoid the
payment of taxes to his town of Clarendon, which seems
very strange in an old soldier. If the failure to receive the
farm back again was suflScient punishment, verily he had
his reward, for the son retained the farm until his death,
and then it went down to his heirs. The author has a dis
tinct recollection of Lemuel Cook, the old soldier. He
was as white above his eyes as Rip Van Winkle, his hair
hanging in long locks down to his coat-collar, with a heavy
face, large mouth, prominent nose, and when he opened his
lips he could be heard the whole length of Main street
by a deep, gasping, choking, exploding " A-hem ! " which
attracted the attention of all, and would have frightened a
modern infant into fits. He was very deliberate in his
walk, resting upon a heavy staff, and moving at a snail's
pace in his latter days. If one desired to speak with him,
he had the pleasure of taking in a full inspiration of breath,
with the certainty that he would need the whole supply be
fore the auditorium of the aged veteran was penetrated.
He was with Washington at Valley Forge, and at the sur
render of Lord Cornwallis at Yorktown, when the British
Lion forgot to open his jaws. For years George M. Cope
land collected his pension, and Cook came down regularly
to receive what Uncle Sam owed him. When he died Col.
James Fuller was invited to deliver the sermon, and the
exercises were held on the Root road, in the woods now
owned^by Tommy Benton. A few boards were placed in
front of the speaker, where the coffin rested, and the large
audience seated themselves as best they could, and for two
hours listened to the eloquent words which came pouring
forth in memory of the departed soldier. The text was
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fathers have told us," etc. This was the most impressive
funeral that ever took place in Clarendon, and the only one
that has ever been held in that most beautiful and grand of
all, God's temple, the woods, where the golden pencils of
light came streaming down through the arches of shade in
all the richness of glory and softness of perfect peace and
hallowed rest. In the words of Byron —
" He has fought his last fight.
He has seen his last battle,
No sound can awake him to glory again.''
In the Root graveyard, not far from Lemuel Cook's re
mains, is the grave of Lorana H. Davis, who was a pensioner
of the war of 1812, and died at four-score and six years.
Under whom he fought, and when, we cannot tell, as the
witnesses, or those possessed of the facts, are to us unknown.
Chauncey Robinson was drafted into this war, the first year
of his married life, and went to the frontier to fight under
General Porter, about 1814, leaving his lovely lady, Anna
Lewis, to mourn his forced departure. If the ancient cus
tom of allowing the husband the first year of his wedded
state had been in vogue at this tirae, Chauncey could have
sat by his fire-place and srailed over the situation. There
have been other soldiers of this war from Clarendon, but we
have not access to the records, and therefore must leave
them to slumber, while their works do follow them. In the
patriot war of the thirties, there were some in this region
who looked cross-eyed over the borders, but we have never
known of any of the would-be patriots who have desired to
have their names or deeds recorded. The Mexican war had
Martin Higgins, who was working on the New York Cen
tral Raih-oad at Schenectady,in May,1847. With twenty-five
other volunteers, he steamed down the Hudson to New
York, and was transported to Mexico. The soldiers
marched for nights in the mountains, in order to avoid the
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the street fight in the City of Mexico, when the City Hall
surrendered to the forces under General Scott. Not one of
the dusky Mexicans succeeded in running Higgins through
with a lance, or with their muskets leaving some of his
Irish blood to make green the streets of their lovely city.
He escaped all the diseases peculiar to that climate, and re
turned in fine condition to New York, thence to Washing
ton, where he was discharged in 1849, when the Whigs
ruled the nation.
We have thus taken the reader, as best we could, over
the road from the Revolution through the Mexican war,
and the meager details we have given only tend to show
how little can be known, or even related, of the past, unless
we have the actors before us to examine and cross-examine,
in order to arrive at the truth.
When the bloody Rebellion blew its awful trumpet.
Clarendon, like every other town in the whole country, was
startled as if some earthquake had rolled through its bor
ders. The town was so closely divided upon party lines.
Democratic and Republican, that a deep feeling of hatred
seemed to take the place of reason and good sense, and in
stead of joining heart and hand to aid the government, a
large class were ready to look back over their shoulders,
cursing the ones who started the slavery agitation, and
using all their strength in windy discussions ever the causes
of the war. When we now look at these days, through the
events of the past, and with our own experience to aid in
summing up the acts and actors of that period, we can but
admit that the course pursued by those opposed to the war
was as dangerous to the safety of the nation as would be the
mutiny of a ship's crew in a hurricane, when the vessel
was on her beam-ends. There were certain individuals who
were called by the Republicans " Copperheads," who loved
to hear of a victory achieved by Lee's forces, but who
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or any other Union general had secured a triuraph. So
much did the love of self, and hatred of Republicans, rule
the mind, that old men left their farms to spend long days
iu the heated discussions which these times naturally en
gendered. It was well for Clarendon that these old grum
blers were too far along in years to be of any particular
service to the town in which they lived.
The first enlistment of soldiers out of Clarendon was in
May, 1861, for the 13th Regiment of New York Volun
teers. The Clarendon boys, Warren L. Peck, Joseph
Thompson, John North, Clinton Hood, Marion Patterson,
and Thomas Westcott, all enlisted under Captain Hirara
Smith, in the city of Rochester, and were sworn in for three
months, unless sooner discharged. William H. Seward had
said that ninety days would end the war, and therefore the
first call by Abrahara Lincoln was for 75,000 men for three
months only. The Colonel of the 13th was I. F. Quinby
of Rochester ; Lieut.-Col., Stefiin of Dansville ; Major, Terry
of Rochester ; Quartermaster, Rochester of Rochester, and
the Chaplain was from Brockport. The boys left Roches
ter on the 27th day of May, 1861, and after reraaining in
the Elmira barracks for two weeks, were transferred to
Washington. On the 21st day of July, 1861, they had the
pleasure of meeting the eneray at Bull Run, but they could
not say, in the words of Oliver Hazard Perry, that " they
are ours," for the Johnny Rebs came very near capturing
the whole of these brave Yanks, who ran like white-heads,
believing that the Black-Horse Cavalry were just at their
heels. Of course, the Clarendon boys of the 13th were as
brave as any other town volunteers, and if they did some
fine retreating, they remembered the old couplet —
" He who fights, and runs away.
May live to fight some other day."
After this snuff of bloody war the boys all began to
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behind them," and were not so anxious to again meet the
Johnnies in mortal combat. When the three months had
expired, they wanted their eleven dollars a month, if they
had not had it, and their discharge imraediately. Warren
L. Peck and John North refused to stay any longer, as in
truth their time was out, but the government insisted
upon their remaining, but they said "No!" and on Sep
tember 4, 1861, they were landed, with thirty others, to
work upon the forts at Dry Tortuga, off the Florida coast,
where they could wheel brick, raount cannon and work like
slaves until March 4, 1862, when they were taken to New
York, thence to Washington, and very kindly given a fur
lough of thirty days, so as to salve over the heart-wounds,
and once more prepare them to fight like good soldiers.
After joining the army under George B. McClellan, at
Harrison's Landing, Warren and North were in the York-
town, Winchester and seven day's fights on the Peninsula,
and Peck was taken prisoner at Gaines' Mills and at first
sent to Libby prison, then to Belle Isle. At these pens the
oflBcers, not satisfied with half-starving the " d — d
Yankees," as they called them, would shoot any soldier if
he stuck his head out of the window or attempted to
cross the dead line, which was only about ten paces from
the barracks or prison in which they were kept. When
Peck entered these death-traps he was in fair condition,
but when exchanged he had the inflammatory rheumatism,
and was sent to the hospital on Bedloe's Lsland, in New
York harbor, and afterward received an honorable dis
charge. When the news reached Clarendon that our boys had
been terribly beaten at Bull Run, what a scene occurred I
The parents who had sons in that battle were nearly wild
with excitement ; fathers rushing up and down the streets
with their eyes standing out of the sockets, and mothers
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lad, marched away to join the army. Tearas could be seen
on every road, and each person wishing to know the news ;
some taking the cars to Rochester, hoping to telegraph to
Washington to find out where such an.d such soldiers
were, and all kinds of business seemed for the moment to
be at a stand-still. The newspapers made the situation as
black as they could picture it, and every one expected that
the next mail would bring the news that Beauregard had
entered Washington. But the history of all campaigns
clearly demonstrate that but very few officers know how to
take advantage of a victory, and the battle of Bull Run
only added one more case to prove the truth of the state
ment. Then, to walk into the stores or shops in Clarendon and
hear old gray-beards wag their heads and say " I told you
so ! " and " Good ! Good ! " was enough to paralyze the
feelings of those who were interested by having their own
blood and bone in the awful coil of war. But time has
a wonderful power of familiarizing the heart and mind to
the terrible realities of this life, and in a few days the good
people of Clarendon began, like the rest of the nation, to
shake off the chains of fear and arouse themselves to a just
sense of the true condition of affairs at Washington. To
us it seems very strange that with all the past teaching of
history in relation to civil strife, that the whole country
should have been so blind to the truth, so unwilling to
believe that either side really meant to fight, or that the
strife would be of any duration. A veil of absolute dark
ness had been drawn over the minds of the wise men, both
north and south, and as the Jews, in the days of Titus,
who would not believe that the Holy City could be taken,
or the temple destroyed, so our people could not see before
them four years of the bloodiest struggles the world has
ever known. And it was well for Clarendon and all the
towns of the north that Bull Run was a signal defeat, for
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it roused the people and taught them that they could not
boast in going into the fight as one in coming out. It
also placed before them the dying and the dead; the
mangled, bleeding, gasping, groaning, shrieking and moan
ing of war, horrible war! not in reality, but in awful
picturing, which the words " died on the battle-field," or
" in the hospital " produced upon their hearts when far away.
The 105th N. Y. V. had one company under Captain
Henry Smith, of Murray, which went to the front, the
regiment under the command of Colonel James H. Puller,
in November, 1861. The only Clarendon boys in this
company and regiment were J. P. Bailey, Hiram Cady,
Nathaniel Conners, Lucius Hickey, William Joiner, Charles
Minick, George True, Edward True and George Weed.
Cady was killed at the first battle of Fredricksburgh, and
the sun of Clarendon never again shone on him. He died
on the field, and this is glory enough. There is now not
one of these soldiers in Clarendon, save Nathaniel Con
ners, who was present at the Fredricksburgh fight, doing
his best for his country, and who was subsequently dis
charged for disability. The remainder of the company
went through the two years and fought the good fight under
the noble George B. McClellan.
The 151st Regiment N. Y. V. was composed mostly of
men from Orleans and surrounding counties.
Colonel — William Emerson, of Albion.
Lieutenant-Colonel — Erwin A. Bowen, of Medina.
Captain — Hezekiah Bowen, Company A.
Captain — Benjamin Coleman, Company B.
Captain — McMannes, Company C.
Captain — George Hutchinson, Company D.
Captain — Imo, Company E.
Captain — Wilson, Company P.
Captain — A. J. Potter, Clarendon, Company G.
Captain — Clark, Company H.
Captain — Augustus G. Collins, Company I.
Captain — Wilde, Company K.
Adjutant — J. A. Jewell, of Buffalo.
Quartermaster- Sergeant — McDonald, of Niagara County.
Chaplain — E. M. Buck.

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This regiment had a drum corps and also a silver horn
band, which was detailed from each company and was paid
for by the officers. Thomas Cheshire, of Medina, was the
leader, and this band was considered one of the best and
he sounded all the calls for the regiment. The 151st left
Lockport on the 23d of October, 1862, aud were in the
following engagements: Mine Run, Monocacy, Winches
ter, Wilderness, Spottsylvania, Cedar Creek, Petersburg and
Cold Harbor.
Thirteen out of the eighteen boys frora Clarendon re
turned. Captain A. J. Potter was discharged for deafness
by a full medical board on October 27, 1863. William
Cook, one of the best singers that Clarendon has known,
was in this regiment, and died at Harper's Ferry from
typhoid fever. John M. Wetherbee, of Captain Potter's
company, lost his foot at Mine Run or Locust Grove, and
from this wound resulted his death, as we have stated
elsewhere. The other members of this regiment from Clarendon will
be found in the roll which we append to this chapter. The
pay of the boys at this time was $13. 00 per month, and
of Captain Potter, without rations, $60.00. Capt. A. J. Pot
ter and George D. Cramer are the only ones of these boys
now living in Clarendon. The regiment saw very much of
hard fighting under General Grant, and in the Wilderness
and at other points, for three long years, had terrible pound
ing. In the first of their service, the 129th had a flne time,
until they were ordered to the front by General Grant,
when they soon discovered that war in hours of peace was
very different from war in the smoke of the battle-field.
This regiment, known as the Sth Heavy Artillery, had sorae
eighteen hundred men, and while at Fort Federal Hill took
life as easy as any other regiment would near a city like
Baltimore. But when they marched against Lee's veterans
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Harbor, 635 men. In this battle, George D. Church, while
cheering his men bravely on, had a bullet pass through his
hair, almost as close as a scalping-knife, and Thomas West
cott was struck just above the nose, the ball coming out in
his neck, and he, straightening himself on his pins, said :
" I am shot," without ever falling. But that fatal ball, in
after years, hastened his death, and he died at Holley, one
of the bravest boys that old Clarendon sent to the field.
George D. Church, from his suffering in the army, in a few
years after his return, fell into a consumption, and he, too,
passed away — one who never knew what fear was, when
leading the boys into the jaws of death. When Grant sent
this regiment forward in the awful struggle at Reams Sta
tion, the Johnnies swung around them, and took the most
of them prisoners, capturing their colors, and leaving the
bearer stiff and cold upon the field. The flag was taken
away down into South Carolina, and, after the war, was sent
to the regiment, and is now at Medina, all tattered and
torn, bearing the name of Col. Peter A. Porter, having been
presented by his sister to the boys. There are only three
remaining in Clarendon who went out to battle for their
country in this regiment — Orson T. Cook, Charles Cook,
and Samuel Fincher. The last-named individual may be
seen very often in the streets of Clarendon and Holley,
bearing upon his manly breast the badge showing that at
one time he belonged to the gallant army that at length
made General Lee to sheathe his sword forever.
In the 27th N. Y. V., J. Alden Copeland, a student at
Lima, in the Genesee College, enlisted when hardly eighteen,
in the spring of 1861. He joined the company from Lima,
and the regiment was made up from the different towns in
the vicinity. Henry W. Slocum was the colonel, and Bart
lett, from Binghamton, lieutenant-colonel. The regiment
was barracked for some time at Coming, aud soon after
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leadership of that once good officer, Winfield Scott. At the
battle of Bull Run this regiment did its best to save the
day, but all efforts ' were useless, and the sun went down
upon the northern hosts defeated and fleeing. Copeland
only weighed about 120 pounds, but managed in the heat
of that day to carry a heavy Springfield musket for another
tired soldier more than twenty pounds heavier than him
self. The day was very hot, and when night came he threw
himself on the Virginia turf aud slept as only a soldier can.
In the morning, when he awoke, not a soldier was to be
seen, and he made the best of his way to Washington, look
ing out for someone to pick him up on the way. For two
years Copeland was marker of the regiment, and followed
its fortunes through the seven days of bloody fighting,
when the gunboats saved the army from being annihilated.
The Rochester Union and Advertiser weekly contained his
letters from the seat of war, and all over Western New
York his correspondence was looked for with much inter
est by those having friends around the camp-fires in those
days of early warfare.
J. A. Copeland was in the Franklin grand division of
the army under Gen. George B. McClellan, and for two
years was in all the general engagements, without receiving
a wound from the enemy, and was not in the hospital one
day. When he was discharged he held the position of cor
poral, and on his return to Rochester was placed upon the
staff of the Union and Advertiser by Isaac Butts, in con
sideration of his services as war correspondent for this
journal. It was an awful sin for soldiers to take anything without
paying for it, and we had forgotten Bonaparte's way of re
ducing a country. One of the lads was in the habit, while
in winter quarters, of taking more or less of flour out of a
mill near by for his own use. While he was thus confisca
ting, the soldiers came upon him, led by the miller's boy.

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and soon captured the rogue. "All right, boys, you have
got me at last," he said, and when they reached the door
he raade one bound, and was lost in the darkness. The
next day he met the boy, and told him that he had heard
about the capture and escape of the night before. "Yes,"
said the lad, "he is a devil, for he got away from the sol
diers." "I know him well," replied Harrington, "and un
less you keep away from him he will kill you." After this
information the boy slept o' nights, and allowed the flour
to go or remain, as Harrington thought fit.
Since those days of first experience in gory fields of
strife. Colonel Slocum has been advanced up the ladder of
promotion, until now he is a major-general of the U. S. A.,
and before the brave Bartlett heard the last bugle-call of
Time he also was a general.
In September, 1861, William Wetherbee enlisted in the
12th U. S. Infantry at Rochester, and was with them on
the Peninsula until the seven days' fight, when he was sent
to the hospital, and afterward discharged. The officers of
this regiment were all West Pointers, and Wetherbee is the
only one from Clarendon that joined the regulars. As will
be seen by reference to the roll, Eugene Dutton belonged
to Doubleday's Heavy Artillery, and he must have been
raore or less affected by the cannon's roar, as he hears not
the sweet song ofthe distant meadow lark as distinctly now
as he did when he lived in old Clarendon.
Fred Dutton, who now travels upon the road, has not for
gotten Cold Harbor, and the effect that day produced upou
his soul, when men fell like leaves of the forest around him.
In the 151st Regiment, George D. Cramer would be routed
out all hours of the night to take charge of his wagon train,
and get the baggage in line to move upon its way. This
must have been a very unpleasant position, with drivers
cursing, mules kicking, and the muddy roads of Virginia
to pass over. It seems strange that the Clarendon soldiers

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preferred the infantry service to the cavalry, but such is the
truth, and Lawler, Elsom and Pullis were the only three
who rode the high-spirited steed, and imitated the actions
of Murat, or, perhaps, imagined themselves in a charge, as
belonging to the brave Six Hundred, of whom Charles
Mackay and Tennyson sang so grandly. If a Johnny dared
to show his head in the wrong place, the " click" of Sals
bury's breech-loader would very soon give him a long rest.
We might spend pages over these boys, who made Claren
don famous from Washington to the James, from Harper's
Ferry to Richmond.
William H. Westcott, who was lieutenant in Oo. K,
129th Regiment, was a good soldier during the war. He
became a very successful hardware merchant in Clarendon,
and, since his removal to Holley, carried on one of the
largest and best supplied boot and shoe stores in Western
New York. He is now a leading citizen of Holley, and a
main pillar in the Methodist church of this place — first
and foremost in every good work.
An organization has been formed, called the Orleans
County Veteran Regiment, of which A. J. Potter, of Clar
endon, is colonel. It now numbers about 500 men who
once wore the blue in the civil war. Each town has its own
captain. The lieutenant-colonel is John Parks of Medina ;
major, N. W. Kidder of Kendall; adjutant, J. J. Brown
of Albion ; surgeon, M. E. Gillett of Kendall ; quarter
master, Charles A.' Maybee of Holley; sergeant-major,
Samuel Tent of Barre. The following is a list of the cap
tains for 1888 :
Clarendon — Captain George D. Cramer.
Murray — Captain Elisha Bronson.
Kendall — Captain J. W. Simkins.
Barre — Captain Riley Tinkham.
Albion — Captain W. Young.
Carlton — Captain Jerome.
Shelby — Captain Toung.
Ridgeway — Captain Hopkins.
Yates — Captain Ayers.

296 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
The ladies of Clarendon are entitled to much praise for
what they did during the war. According to a report given
in as early as October, 1862, they had, at this time, fur
nished three boxes and two barrels, containing every vari
ety of articles necessary for the sick and wounded, amount
ing in the aggregate to over $300. From this time until
the close of the war, in 1865, the women of Clarendon,
whose husbands were not opposed to the war, did all in
their power to help and assist the suffering soldiers at the
front, who were battling for their country. The chief
actors in thus furnishing supplies were Mrs. L. A. Cope
land, Mrs. William H. Cooper, Mrs. Amos Pettengill, Mrs.
Phebe Culver, Mrs. John Church, Mrs. Stephen Church,
Mrs. E. M. Kelley, Mrs. George D. Cramer, Mrs. C. B.
Packard, Mrs. T. G. McAllister, Mrs. T. E. G. Pettengill,
Mrs. Benjamin Copeland, Mrs. Eliza D. Pettengill, and
many others, whose names we cannot give. At one chief
house in town the women were told that " they should not
have a rag!" This will serve as one instance to show the
public feeling in the minds of those who would have re
sponded if some one had asked them for a little lint for
General Lee's forces. We regret exceedingly that we are
unable to give the sum total of the aid furnished the brave
soldiers by the women of Clarendon, but this is recorded in
one Book, where full credit is allowed, and the whole truth
shown to the minds of all.
The first draft for Orleans county, under the call for
300,000 men, took place in Rochester, August 8, 1863. As
the wheel rolled around, the following names were drawn
out by one person blindfolded, as the list from Clarendon :
Horace Coy, Wm. L. Willoughby, Fred. A. Salsbury,
Jefferson Glidden, Horace P, Mitchell, Zebulon B. Packard,
Hiram B. Joslyn, George W. Storms, Ferdinand DeCeter,
Charles Myers, Reus. B. Howard, Millard Storms,
John Murphy, Peter Barnett, Edward Riley,
Joseph Copton, Alonzo Page, James Griffith,
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Darwin M. Inman,
Francis H. Clark,
Francis Feather,
Thos. Mulligan,
Marvin T. FuUer,
George E. Cowles,
Charles D. Butler,
Prank. A. Knowles,
John P. BUiott,

Franklin W. Cook,
Richard W. Ketchum,
George T, Hammond,
Andrew M. Caton,
Daniel T. Starkey,
George Howard,
John J. Stevens,
Nelson W. Mower,
Gustavus A. St. John.

George B. Hood,
Thomas R. Glidden,
Stephen B. Salsbury,
Conrad Gunther,
Jas. M. Templeton,
Edward P. True,
Chauncey Burnham,
Albert D. Turner,
George H. Bassett,
Joseph Nyms.
This was the first time in the history of Clarendon that
men were forced to go to war, and many began to think of
the days when a Bonaparte levied his conscripts to carry on
his mighty schemes of conquest and defense. The excite
ment was intense, and many went about the streets with
faces that wore the appearance of having been in the
Slough of Despond. There was no way of escape, save by
paying for a substitute, or fleeing over the border, to Can
ada, where the queen would afford protection so long as one
kept his feet from Yankee soil. Clarendon passed through
another draft, but the town records do not give the names
of those who were called to try the stern realities of the
battle-field. The price of substitutes was very high, and
one of the Clarendon boys received $1,400, and only reached
Elmira, when the close of the war gave him his bounty
without requiring his services.
We have been furnished the following roll of names who
were enlisted in Clarendon during the war, as Captain A.
J. Potter has in his keeping :

Wm. Anner, 13th N. Y. V.
Charles Avery, 13th.
Hiram Allen, Co. K, 129th.
Thomas Barry, Co. K, 129th.
Abram Baldwin, Co. G, 151st.
Merritt Bateman, Co. K, 129th.
J. P. Bailey, 105th.
PhiUp CorneU, Co. K, 129th.
J. M. Cook, Co. G, 151st.
George D. Church, 1st Lieuten
ant, Co. K, 129th.
Orson T. Cook, Co. K, 129th.

Wm. H. Cook, Co. G, 151st.
G. D. Cramer, Co. G, 151st.
Levi Curtis, Co. K, 129th.
Charles Cook, Co. K, 129th.
J. A. Copeland, 27th.
Hiram Cady, 105th.
Charles Cornell, Co. K, 129th.
Nathaniel Conner, 105th.
Mark Downing, Co. K, 129th.
Lewis E. Darrow, Co. G, 151st.
Eugene Dutton, Doubleday's Art.
Fred Dutton, Co. K, 129th.

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Pat. Dolan, Co. K, 129th.
Thomas Elsom, 8th Cavalry.
J. J. French, Co. K, 129th.
Samuel Fincher, Co. K, 129th.
Martin V. Poster, Co. G, 151st.
Franklin Fury, 129th.
Homer Holmes, 129th.
William Holmes, 129th.
Benj. Hines, 129th.
Wm. I. Halleck, 129th.
Henry Hunt, 129th.
D. C. Hood, 13th.
Michael Heitz, Co. K, 129th.
Lucius Hickey, 105th.
Pat. Hays, Co. G, 151st.
Wm. Joiner, 105th.
J. H. Kirby, Doubleday's.
Peter Lawler, 3d Cavalry.
S. W. Lawrence, Co. G, 151st.
Hosea Lawrence, Co. G, 151st.
Matt, McFarlan, Co. K, 129th.
John McFarlan, Co. K, 129th.
C. L. Matson, Co. G, 151st.
Abner Merrill, West Point, 1862,
WiUiam Mepsted, Co. K, 129th.
E. D. MerriU, Co. G, 151st.
Charles Minick, 105th.
Owen McAUister, 128th.
D. W, Prellis, Sth Cavalry.
Zebulon Packard, 52d.
A. J. Potter, Captain Co. G, 151st
W. L. Peck, 13th.
Marion Patterson, 11th Heavy.
Chas. L. Pridmore, Co. G, 151st.

A. J. Reed, Co. K, 129th.
Charles A. Reynolds, 129th.
Daniel Root, Co. G, 151st.
H. L. Saulsbury, Co. G, 151st.
J. M. Sherman, Co. K, 129th.
J. P. Schedd, Co. G, 151st.
J. W. Stevens, 140th.
G. P. Siegler, Co. G, 151st.
Erastus Storr, Co. K, 139th.
Benj. Swan, Co. K, 129th.
Cornelius Sullivan, 129th.
H. C. Taylor, 140th.
G. P. Tripp, Co. K, 139th.
Joseph Thompson, 18th.
George True, 105th.
Edward True, 105th.
Aden Taylor, Sth Cavalry.
Van Antwerp, 129th.
Nathaniel Vinton, Co. K, 139th.
Amos Wetherbee, Co K, 129th.
John M. Wetherbee, 1st Sergeant
Co. G, 151st.
Wm. Wetherbee, 13th U. S. Inf'y.
Albert Weller, Co, G, 151st.
William H. Westcott, Lieutenant
Co. K, 139th.
Thos. Westcott, Orderly Sergeant
Co. K, 139th.
W. H. Weirs, Co. K, 139th.
Luther Weirs, Co. K, 129th.
.George Weed, 105th.
T. A. Salsbury, Sharpshooter,
151st.
Irwin Jenkins, Sth Heavy Art'y.

Harmon L. Salsbury rose from captain to be colonel in a
colored regiment. George D. Church came home as cap
tain. Many of the brave boys, since those bloody days,
have laid down life's armor and are now side by side with
those they met upon the tented field. The smoke and car
nage of the conflict have passed away ; the sighs and groans
of the wounded and dying have been hushed forever, and
sweet flowers now hang their pearl drops of dew where
many a noble heart looked upon the sun for the last time.
Down in the trenches, in the valleys, by the grand, waving
trunks of the wilderness, near some babbling stream, or by

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some rushing river, rest the bodies of Clarendon's dead,
side by side, the blue and the gray, made friends in the
quiet sleep of the old Virginia grave. Happy will the
children of Clarendon be, if they never awake to hear the
loud cannon's jar, or the rattle of the musketry, driving
dove-eyed Peace in terror from earth to heaven!

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CHAPTER XVII.

CLARENDON BOYS.

FROM the different portions of Clarendon have arisen
boys who have not only reflected honor upon them
selves while in her borders, but also when away made her
name worthy of praise and admiration ; and we very much
doubt whether any other town in the Empire State, propor
tionately to its population, can show the noble record
which Clarendon opens up to all who wish to know, or
desire to understand. Why this little town, only touched at
its northern boundary by a railway and possessing but the
natural advantages which God has given it, should have
produced from its lime-rocks, s.wamps and woodland the
brain and soul-power she has, we cannot tell or give any
reason. One might answer that the want of riches was a
stimulus to wealth of mind, or that the lack of manufac
turing and speculation gave abundant opportunity for the
employment of other powers that in the future were certain
to produce fruit.
It is well known from one limit of this Republic to the
other that the country outside of the city has furnished the
strongest, brightest and healthiest material out of which
the destinies of this nation have been carved. We take
pride in placing at the head of our column James T.
Lewis, who was the son of Colonel Shubael Lewis, and born
on the Byron road, where now Thomas Butcher takes solid
ease and corafort. In 1838 Lewis was made sergeant in
Captain Thomas W. Maine's company of New York
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1840. He taught school in Western New York in 1840,
1841 and 1842 ; commenced the study of law with Gov
ernor Henry R. Selden in 1842 ; came to Wisconsin, 1845 ;
admitted to practice law, 1845. Since coming to Wisconsin
he held the following positions, etc., to wit : District attor
ney, county judge, member of convention to frame the
constitution for the State of Wisconsin, court commis
sioner, colonel of the 14th Regiment Wisconsin State
Militia, brigadier-general of Wisconsin State Militia, mem
ber of assembly in state legislature, state senator, member
of court of impeachment for trial of Judge Hubbell,
lieutenant-governor, served as governor in 1855 during
absence of governor from state, declined nomination for
assembly in 1859, was secretary of state in 1862 and 1863,
acted as governor during extra session of legislature in
1862 (there being no governor or lieutenant-governor in the
state), regent of State University during 1862 and 1863,
governor in 1864 and 1865, degree of L. L. D. conferred
on J. T. Lewis by Lawrence University in 1864, declined
nomination for governor in 1865 (see resolutions of State
Convention, September, 1865), declined appointment as
foreign minister in 1865, declined appointment as regent
State University in 1866, chosen vice-president State His
torical Society in 1868, visited Europe during French and
German war in 1870, appointed school commissioner of
City of Columbus in 1874, elected delegate to National
Convention to nominate president, etc., in 1876, declined
appointment as comraissioner of internal revenue tendered
by president in 1876, declined appointment as railroad
commissioner for State of Wisconsin in 1878, went around
the world in 1882 and 1883.
This record, as it appears, was furnished the author by
ex-Governor James T. Lewis, who married Orlina, the
daughter of David Sturges, in Clarendon, in 1847, after
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nearly all the territory on which Columbus, Wisconsin, was
located, and in 1866 he owned a section of land, six hun
dred and forty acres, just outside the limits of this city,
where he made his home.
When he first taught school in Clarendon village he
slept in a log-house, up in the garret, where he could look
out of the roof and count the stars as they twinkled over
him, and in the morning brush the snow from the quilts
above him. He was universally respected by his scholars,
having that open, kind and generous nature that was
superior to petty tyranny. He was member of a court-
martial at Sandy Creek, and some of those now living will
call to mind the scene which occurred upon the flning of a
certain soldier-boy who failed to put in an appearance as
the law commanded. The governor stands nearly six feet
in his stockings, weighing over two hundred avoirdupois,
his hair originally as black as a raven's wing, features good,
with a clear, dark eye, and a smile that plays as sunshine
over the face. He would attract the attention of all ob
servers, whether in city or country, by that perfect ease and
grace which seem to be a portion of his being, and the rich
tones of his voice ever please the ear. Having a natural
modesty, he was willing to take the lowest seat, and waited
in Wisconsin, when the country was unsettled, for the
residents and incoming people to ask him to come up
higher until he held the honored seat in the chair of
state. During the Rebellion no official did more than James T.
Lewis for the raising of troops, hurrying them to the front,
providing for their comfort by establishing a "Soldier's
Home," and using all his powers to build up not only the
interests of Wisconsin, but through her the nation at large.
Every school-boy who has read in his reader of the gallant
Sth Wisconsin Regiment will remember the old eagle and
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the state in Madison, 1865. Governor Lewis, at the age of
sixty-nine, is now enjoying the peace and happiness which
arises from a life spent not for self, but for his state and
country, and he is universally loved both at home and
abroad. Luther Peck, when a boy, lived with his father, Linus
Peck, on the Byron road, near the spot now occupied by
Newton Orcutt. One day, while chopping trees in the
woods just back of where the Robinson school-house stands,
he was nearly scalped by the falling of one of these chil
dren of the forest, and, throwing down his axe, he swore
that he would no longer hack and hew timber, but at once
fit himself by study and teaching to cut his way through
remainders, reversions and all other estates, leaving the
tail to go with the hide, in Blackstone, Coke and Chitty.
If Judge Farwell and Joseph Sturges were now on deck we
could give many pleasing anecdotes connected with this
young aspirant after legal honors, but they are not to be
called, even by the whistle of opportunity or the cry of
memory. He had charge, for a number of years, of Joseph Sturges'
accounts, and in those log-cabin days raade diligent inquiry
after those who were in arrears. The position of justice
was very trying then, as he was often called upon to issue
papers on the spur of the moment, as settlers were liable
to leave between the night and morning and flee into the
wilderness, without leave, license or notice, forgetting to
pay their honest debts. This brought Luther Peck to the
front, and Joseph Sturges found in him one who, when he
took hold, held on like a bull-dog, seldom letting go until
he secured the pound of flesh or the bond. He would, as
we have shown, teach schools in the winter and then attend
to business in the summer, employing all his spare time to
fit himself for the profession he had chosen. Before the
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which is now in Wyoming county, and then began the
regular study of the law. He improved every hour in
study and preparation, and when he was admitted to the
bar, he was fully armed to fight the battles of any court in
the state with any lawyer who wished to meet him in legal
warfare. George Matson is one of the most prominent business
men of Indianapolis, and Andrew Knickerbocker, who
lately died in Saratoga, was a miller's lad in Clarendon, but
in Saratoga the chief manager of the Grand Union Hotel,
and was known from one end of the traveling world to the
other as one of the most genial, affable and polite of all
gentlemen, and whose place is very hard to fill.
Where now Abram H. Bartlett drives his team afield,
many years since Joseph F. Glidden, when a lad, did
the chores for his father, David Glidden, and all other work
peculiar to that early day. Having a mind that loved to
see other lands, he emigrated to Illinois, and is now living
at De Kalb City. He had not been long in that prairie
country before he felt the lack of timber in the building of
fences, and in his brain made a fence of wire, barbed in
such a manner that the stock would not go through, or care
to after they had once felt its pricks. This invention of
Glidden has been scattered all over the great west, and is
now forcing itself into the farthest limits of the east. He
has for a number of years derived a very large income from
this patent, and should he return to Clarendon now, he
could buy the most of the Byron road on which he resided
when a poor farmer's boy.
Jirah Hopkins was born in the old frame house which
Abner Hopkins, his father, built, about 1817, on the Barre
road. He only remained in Clarendon during his boyhood
days, and then went west, and for some time was a hotel
proprietor in Galesburg, Illinois. After he had accumu
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this world, which he did, via San Francisco, China, India
and Europe. When he returned he found the expense so
much lighter than he expected that he engaged passage, and
made his second journey from sun-rising to sun-setting on
both continents. Always jolly, hearty, and possessed of
fine appearance, both physically and mentally, he must have
been a general favorite, whether on deck in the Indian,
chatting on the Pacific, or rolling up and down the murky
Atlantic. Abner, his brother, was for many years in the
railroad business, acting as conductor, aud showing how
well a Clarendon lad can look after the interests of the
traveling public.
Darwin M. Inman for years lived on the old Hopkins
homestead, and after teaching one of the best schools
that Clarendon has known, has finally settled down
in Vermillion, Dakota, where he can look over his banking
business. He was elected a member of the Dakota terri
torial legislature, and filled the seat with ability. He grad
uated at the Rochester University, under Dr. Anderson,
and was considered a good student. Darwin has lands in
different portions of the west, and is just as ready to specu
late in lands or politics as a hungry boy is to eat his dinner
when it is before him.
Away back in our school days we distinctly remember
Pratt Nelson, son of John Nelson, on the Holley road, who
was one of the best mathematicians that Orleans county
ever knew, when he was only fourteen. An example that
his clear mind could not look through must have been like
the labyrinth of ancient fable, with so many windings
that one was quite certain to stray away from the right
path. The author had now and then a scramble outside
the entry with Pratt, when he would feel his fist just above
his nose, and once in awhile he rounded or caromed on Pratt's
proboscis. He remained in Corning, Iowa, until his dem
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-congenial to his native independence of thought and action,
and to-day he may be found behind the cashier's desk in
Edgar, Nebraska.
Corning, in the southern portion of Iowa, daily, when pres
ent, looks upon the countenance of Lewis Darrow, who
once made the stone school-house in Clarendon famous for
his knowledge of Euclid. Not oue of the nine books but
he had at the end of his pointer, as Hammond discovered
the day we all made West Sweden understand of what stuff
Clarendon boys were composed. To Lewis figures were a
delight, and he unraveled their mysteries as a woman wonld
a spool of thread. For a time he was corresponding clerk
in a large commission house in New York, but finally took
up his abode in the place above mentioned, where he can
handle crisp new bills, and look after securities and stock.
Charles J. Sturges saw the light for the first time in the
David Sturges brick-house, and was born only a short time
before his father died, as we have stated, from cancer.
Charley was full of humor, always loved a pleasant joke, and
was a general favorite with all the boys. Now he is en
gaged, as he has been for years, in the large establishment
of Proctor & Gamble, in Chicago, and must thoroughly
understand the nature of fats, and the properties of soap
generally. Who has not heard of the great Washburn Mills at Min
neapolis ? Within their walls you may find Charles J.
Martin, one of the best boys that Clarendon ever raised.
Perfectly unassuming in his nature, as modest as a lovely
woman, he has down deep in his heart of hearts a mine of
wealth, both in love and knowledge. In the stone school-
house no other lad was his superior with the chalk, and
when we listened to his recitation of the Frenchman and
the rats, we all felt that the bread and cheese were hardly
worth " ten shelangs." For years he was the private clerk
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who knew him. And now he occupies his chair in one of
the greatest milling houses, not only in Minneapolis, but in
the world. Truly Clarendon can be proud of the day when,
on the Byron road, Dan Martin saw the eyes of this lad
greet him with a smile, and every fence on the road, and
all the old landmarks, would rejoice to tell how they looked
upon him as he passed them by.
A short distance below Charley's horae once lived Frank
Coy, who attended school for sorae tirae in what was then
called the Caryville Seminary, at Caryville, in Genesee
County. Frank secured a fine position as bookkeeper in
the firm of R. E. Page & Co., on Clark street, Chicago,
who were noted confectioners before the great fire. He
married Page's sister, but his health failed, consumption
laid its pale hand upon his brow, and he passed away. He
was a noble, generous soul, who knew his friends as well in
Chicago as in the quiet streets of Clarendon.
On the Wyman road, at the foot of the hill, below Rich
ard Babbage, Zina Richey, the son of John Richey, who
now rests frora his labors in Holley, first rambled as a bare
footed boy, with New Guinea and Tonawanda a short dis
tance away. Perhaps he has forgotten the day when he
saw a big bon- or barn-fire just across from the old house,
but we dare say its burning rafters could be painted even
now if he had the genius of Salvator Rosa. Yankton,
Dakota, is proud of his hardware establishment, and we
can safely say that Zina is as wide-awake and ready for
business as any other of its enterprising citizens.
Jules Andrus left Clarendon years ago, and became a
noted sheep-grower in New Mexico and Colorado. The
city of Cherryvale, Kansas, has now an addition called the
" Andrus," and year after year streets are being tilled up in
his block, showing the wisdom of his purchase. As one of his
neighbors, Frank Turner now fits out the jay-hawkers with
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did in Clarendon. Frank Wyman, in the same city, attends
to business, and no longer holds the plow on the old home
stead on the Wyman road. Sam Wyman is in the lumber
business of Michigan.
In the streets of Topeka, Kansas, James A. Soles dis
poses of his raerchandise, and has not forgotten the eastern
sun wheu it shone upon him on the Tousley road, or at the
brown school-house.
In the store of George M. Copeland, in Clarendon, Wil
liam Milliken was taught his first lessons as a merohant,
and when in Rochester, under Burke, Fitzsimons, Hone &
Co., he was justly considered one of their most favored em
ployees. Always pleasant and genial to his customers, he
carried with him that esteem and appreciation which was
greatly missed when consumption removed him from busi
ness to the silent shades.
In the old turning-shop of Philip Preston, on Preston
street, Willis Whipple loved to work, and we well remember
the little saw-mill which he rigged up in his boyhood days,
when out of school. Now he is a No. 1 miller in a large
flouring-house in Reed city, Michigan, and the Wolverine
State may be certain that he knows the quality of her
wheat and the kind of flour she can roll through.
The growing City of Hornellsville has few merchants who
have the push of Henry A. Pratt, as all his old scholars
would be pleased to know. VermilHon, Dakota, echoes to
the tread of Martin Lewis, and his voice may be heard in
her busy streets when traders congregate. Fred H. Stevens,
who once loved the shade of Honest Hill, may be found in
the wholesale cap and fur business, with Dempster & Co.,
in the great metropolitan city of Chicago. Occasionally he
loves to take a run down into old Clarendon, but the west
ern world soon hies him away, and the demands of business
require his attention and native energy.
In the railroad's busy traffic for thirty years has George

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Ford traveled, passing over the iron and steel rails between
Rochester and Niagara Falls until he can, as baggage-
master and employee, foot up 1,500,000 miles of transit, or
sixty tiraes the distance around this ball upon which we
whirl. He is drawn daily through the week (except Sun
days) by that Nestor of engineers, Albert Nash, who handles
the throttle like a chief on the " City of New York." He
has never met with an accident, and when he retires safe
and sound the Vanderbilts should grant him a pension. On
South St. Paul street, Rochester, busy at job printing, is
Augustus M. St. John, and he can rejoice that his practice
under Hadley taught him to be quick of foot, and his
education at Perry gave him an opportunity to show his
ability in the beautiful Flower City. Albany had for a num
ber of years in her midst a first-class printer, who, when a
lad, loved to fire off a cannon with the author, to show how
patriotic he was, until one fine day it burst and came very
near taking the heads off the gunners with the pieces. In
the capital pity of the Empire State he- was well known, but
Death walked into his sanctum and the types of this life
were all laid away in the forms of-the tomb. Good-by,
George Riggs, for the present, we may be able to compose
for you on the other side !
Hard at work in the professor's chair in the University of
Dakota, at Vermillion, may be seen during the term Lewis
Akeley, who received his diploma at the Rochester Univer
sity and took one of the first prizes in scholarship. He is
a rising young man, and if God gives him health he may
yet stand at the head of some noted western college. Edwin
Matson, of the Matson road, is yearly in Texas, pushing
his way to the highest seat as an instructor, full of courage,
hope, ability and Clarendon sand.
In the list of composers we may mention John Mills, who
had true original genius, and could he have had the advan
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the tutorage of some American raaster, he would have made
Clarendon the echo of sweet song in other lands. But the
silver chord was soon loosed, the golden bowl rudely
broken and all the earthly strings of his musical soul
snapped asunder by cruel death. Now and then Joseph
Salsbury touches the notes of harmony in his native town,
but his skill, like some sweet birds' song, enters the cham
bers of the soul for a raoraent and then — is gone. Strange
that no language can impart the force of those chains
" that bind the hidden soul of harmony ! " John M.
Wetherbee, born on the Millard road, was known for long
years in the Copeland store. When the war asked for
volunteers, and many hesitated, he stepped forward and
said : " My life is no better than that of others," and
moved at once into the ranks in defense of his country.
He was terribly wounded, suffered amputation and came
home, where, for a time, he was one of the proprietors in
the Copeland store. Afterward he was made member of
assembly, but his health could not stand the pressure, and
all that the climate of South Carolina or California could
do proved unavailing,. and he went through the gates that
never again open. His character was as clear as a sapphire
highly polished, and his heart was as true to his friends as
the needle to the pole. The winds of Clarendon mourned
over his departure, aud the hearts of many shed tears of
love when his body was laid away.
In a double log-house on the Byron road was once the
smiling face of Henry C. Lewis, who died at Coldwater, in
the State of Michigan, 1886. His father, William Lewis,
was the first sheriff of Orleans county, in 1825. Henry C.
Lewis, when he bade this world farewell, left behind him
his magnificent art gallery of paintings and statuary,
valued at two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, as a be
quest to the State University at Ann Arbor. Think of the
genius and art love of such a log-cabin boy in the woods of

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Clarendon. No wonder his name was typed from the
Atlantic to the Pacific — from Maine to Texas !
Joseph Thompson, born of humble parentage in the
village of Clarendon, has, on the stage of thought and
action, made his native town noted in the temperance
cause. Among the ministers who have gone out to labor
in the cause of the Master we can mention Edward J. Cook,
of the Methodist Episcopal Church, who has done all in his
power, not only to labor in the pulpit, but also to erect
houses of worship where Christians might assemble to hear
the Word. Out of the Copeland home have stepped forth
J. Alden, R. Watson, Benjamin and Arthur Copeland. J.
Alden Copeland has filled the Methodist Episcopal Church
at Rochester, Bradford, Avon, Warsaw, Brockport, Friend
ship and Scottsville in the east, and Boonesboro, Webster
City and Sioux City in the west, while in the temperance
cause he has spent years, not only in founding the great
St. John circuit, bnt in camps, churches and halls battled
like a soldier against King Alcohol.
R. Watson Copeland has held services in the Methodist
Episcopal churches of Attica, Niagara Falls, Holley, Otis-
ville, Lafayette and Nunda, assisting also in the St. John
circuit to spread the truth abroad. Benjamin Copeland, of
the Methodist Episcopal Church, has been listened to on
Glenwood avenue, Buffalo, at Limestone and Bradford, and
is at present the pastor of the Richmond Avenue, Buffalo.
Arthur Copeland at first was stationed at the Methodist
Episcopal Church of Cato, then transferred to the First
Methodist Episcopal Church of Auburn, at twenty-seven
years of age, and was the pastor of Trinity Methodist Epis
copal Church of the same city, and now of Clyde, New
York. J. Alden Copeland was a student at the Genesee College,
now of Rochester ; R. Watson Copeland a graduate of Syra
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Copeland a student at Lima and Hobart Colleges, while
Arthur Copeland was a graduate of the Syracuse Univer
sity, from Lima and Cazenovia Seminaries.
In the political field, Horatio Reed was member of assem
bly in 1838, and George M. Copeland in 1853, and was de
feated for state senator by Dan Cole in 1874. Colonel N.
E. Darrow represented Orleans in assembly in 1861, John
M. Wetherbee in 1872. Sullivan Howard sheriff of Orleans
in 1883.
Prominent to-day stands John N. Beckley, who was, in
1866, a teacher in the Cook school, and, when admitted to
the bar, first practiced in Batavia, and then moved into
Rochester, where he was made city attorney by the Demo
crats, a position which he held with marked ability from
1882 to 1886, and was called upon by the press to still hold
the office, but declined, and now constitutes one of the firm
of Briggs, Bacon & Beckley, a very strong trio, that few of
the legal fraternity desire to meet. Beckley was also a
student at Lima, and was well known as possessing a mind
far superior to the crowd that buzzed about him, whiclj
his after-life has fully demonstrated ; and Rochester has
not for many years had a city attorney who could give forth
clearer opinions, and sounder judgment, based upon the
law, and his own native ability.
David N. Salsbury is now engaged in a busy law practice
in Rochester, having at first tried his hand in Albion, with
Charles A, Keeler. He has risen steadily since entering the
profession, and is ready to meet any Rochester counselor in
the field of action.
Andrew J. Harwick was for a short time associated with
John Cuneen in cases in Albion, and has, since his removal
to Penn Yan, been district attorney for Yates county, in
this state.
John Andrus, son of Elam T. Andrus, of the Byron
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Zachary Taylor, son of Mortimer Taylor, on the Taylor
road, has been one of the Flower City teachers, principal
of Free Academy, and graduate of Rochester University,
and is at present building up a good law practice in that city.
Calvin W. Patterson, the son of Calvin 0. Patterson, of
the Matson road, is now at the head of the Brooklyn schools,
and has himself been the author of text-books. His
brother Marion is well known in Northern Kansas.
W. A. Swan is a heavy real estate agent at Pittsburgh,
Kansas, the great coal and manufacturing center for the
southeastern portion of that state.
Gustavus St. John may be found, full of business, at
Pultney, on Keuka Lake, and is deeply interested in the
temperance work.
Eddie Pettengill, son of T. E. G. Pettengill, had for
years a fine drug-store in Washington, D. C. True E. G.
Pettengill, during different Republican administrations,
Avas auditor in the department at Washington, and is now
very busy in handling patent cases in that city.
Frank B. Hood was a fine student while in Clarendon,
and has followed the profession of teaching since his re
moval to Iowa.
Clarence Akely, son of Webb Akely, on the Matson road,
when only a lad evinced a deep love for the study of ornith
ology, and his house at home was the receiver of many
birds which he stuffed. From Clarendon he took his sta
tion at Ward's, in Rochester, and was the taxidermist to
put up and fill out Jumbo's skin, also the baby elephant,
and is to-day in the cream-colored City of Milwaukee, doing
ornamental work in his favorite pursuit.
Tracey Robinson, whom we have mentioned, many years
floated the stars and stripes over the consulate office at As
pinwall, on the Isthmus of Panama.
Pratt Butterfield, who was once a school-boy at Bennett's
Corners, is a prominent business man in Chicago.
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Herman Southworth is in business at Binghamton,
N. Y.
Ogden S. Miller, in his school-days, was one of the
brightest figurers that any town could show up, and to-day
he is one of the leading spirits in the manufacturing inter
ests at Holley. John Downs, from a poor drover's boy,
has become a banker in Holley, and is one of the best-
known stock and wool buyers in New York State. Frank
Bennett, son of Isaac Bennett, is a first-class grocer in
Holley. Robert Milliken, who attended school at the Hood
school-house, is one of HoUey's most enterprising grocers.
In Lockwood's dry goods establishment is John Richey,
active in trade, and who was a scholar under the author, at
the Robinson in 1866-7.
John Church has been many years station-master at Jef
ferson City, Mo.
Albert Turner is now the chief hardware merchant of
Elba, or Pine Hill, as it is generally called. Day Wilcox,
one of the author's scholars, is a leading druggist in Elba.
Harvey Brown, of Columbus, Wisconsin, has for many
years been a merchant and postmaster of that fine town.
True Matson for a time did an extensive hardware busi
ness in Unionville, and has now one of the best stores, of
this character in Holley.
Dan. Glidden is a moving power in the life of Sioux
Falls, and has the same push and energy that he possessed
when in Clarendon.
Abram L. Salsbury has opened up, as it were, a new
street in Holley, and, in connection with his park and other
improvements, is doing all in his power to boom Holley.
Shepherd Foster is one of Miller & Pettengill's most
trusted employees, and is deserving of much praise. He
has a fine home in Holley.
Abner Merrill was a cadet at West Point, and is now a
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Merrill is a fine young business raan in Chicago. Harmon
Salsbury attends court at Alexandria, Virginia.
If we have oraitted any names, the reader will please
ascribe the same to ignorance, and not to desire. Here
they are, a grand galaxy of mental and moral stars, and
all from beneath the same blue canopy that looks so peace
fully to-day upon their loved Clarendon.

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CHAPTER XVIIL
CLARENDON GIRLS.
IT is the nature of woraan, with rare exceptions, to be
modest and retiring, retreating from the rude and
boisterous paths of life into that quiet and peaceable seclu
sion which the home naturally enshrines. While man him
self is busily plotting, scheming, directing, advising, con
trolling, commanding and pushing, woman in the house
hold may be attending to domestic cares, training the child
for its steps upon this great stage of life, and, unknown to
the outside world, stamping upon the mind impressions
and ideas that no after-years of toil, hurry, strife, prosper
ity or adversity can ever efface. Man's written history is
the observation either of himself or others, or the recollec
tions and traditions which Time hands down to her chil
dren, true or false. Woman's history is seldom written,
save in heaven, or in the hearts who have loved her.
On the Holley road, in 1851, at the house of Hiram Jos
lyn could be seen a girl who made the atmosphere of home
to smile with her presence. Almyra Baldwin from this
place was in the habit of going to school at the stone
school-house in Clarendon village, carrying with her the
affection of all who knew her. Now she has left this life,
to enjoy the happiness and blessings of that other.
Out of the Church mansion came Almira and Adelaide
Church, the former the wife of a Universalist rainister, and
the latter with her fine faraily in Dakota. Adelaide was
one who had the same pleasant countenance at every hour
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Mary Ann Cook was bubbling over with humor, as cheer
ful as some bird that, singing, rises toward Heaven's gate.
Now she breathes the pure air of Minnesota, and her life is
a joy to those who know her.
Cynthia A. Copeland of Nyack, has been for years the wife
of a Methodist minister, and is deeply interested in the Home-
Missionary work. Her name appears as one of the teachers
at Bennett's Corners in 1859, and she also taught in Claren
don and Holley, beloved by all her scholars. She was a
graduate of the Genesee Wesleyan Seminary at Lima.
Harriet Darrow was in Wilson's History with the author,
and we then had some vague idea of the Northmen, which
after years have made much more satisfactory. Harriet is
one of the leading spirits in church work, and in the cause
of temperance she ever takes a willing part.
Ellen, the sister of Gertrude Farwell, ever had a sunny
look, that was certain to dispel melancholy, and when she
took her place in the class understood the lessons before
her. She is now pleasantly located in Marion, this state,
with love strewing her pathway with sweets.
We cannot forget Theresa Farwell, with her head covered
with curls, and eyes that ever shone as stars. She was a
beautiful girl, that made the school-room to glow with her
presence. Full of jollity was Alcy Glidden, and when she opened
the door pale care flew out of the window. Alcy became a
teacher in Clarendon, and the boys and girls have her treas
ured in their memories.
Sophronia Glidden has not forgotten the grammar class
on the back seat, and how Henry Pratt took pains to say?
" Consequently, third person " — . But those parsing days
have gone, Sophronia, forever, and you can aow hear your
own daughter tell how she conjugates or gives numbers to
her scholars. When we were striving for a prize, Sarah
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watched her with anxious eyes. But this good girl has
gone up higher, in a better school than this world can
supply. Can we forget Emily Grinnell ? Not when we call back
her bright eyes and healthy cheeks, with lips that reminded
us of some Crawford peach. And the lads and lassies recol
lect the evening parties of those days, when the mail sleigh
was brought into use to carry the jolly load.
On Albion street lived Jane and Janette Preston, who
came side by side to school. Where are they now ? Gone
through the ivory gates of this life, to enter the pearly ones
beyond. Lydia Patterson little thought, when she was a student
in old Clarendon, that the City of Locks would be her
home in the future, and she the wife of an M. D.
Away to Montreal did Nancy Tousley go when she said
" good-by " to her native town, and her mind and heart
found center in the queen's dominions.
In the winter-time, what girl came into Wm. E. French's
school with rosier cheeks than Emma Cook ? Lively, happy,
and good-natured; after much suffering, she has gone to
that better land that knows no pain.
Kate Dutton — does she have the same sweet smile that
she had when a school-girl ? The old Ridge road at Ladd's
Corners will no doubt whisper " Yes," if we could only hear
the echo.
Can anyone forget Leonora Lewis ? If Clarendon ever
had a girl as full of fun as she, we would like to have that
one called out. She was as sharp as a double-edged knife,
and her wit cut like a razor.
Georgette Mansfield has now become a chief actor in the
cause of prohibition, and she masters the children as Na
poleon would his soldiers.
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day her dear husband can rejoice, under the smile of Presi
dent Cleveland, in Albion.
Years ago Amorette Southworth moved into Rochester,
but the light of her countenance has not been forgotten by
those who knew her only to love.
Sarah Willoughby has been one of Clarendon's most
noted music-teachers. She gave lessons at sixteen years of
age. Mary Potter was her first pupil in the old Farwell
mansion. She taught until 1865, and then in northern
New York until 1876, when she returned to Clarendon, and
is still before the sweet instruments of melody as an in
structor. Emma Luce, now of Spencerport, is a very fine teacher
of music, and she travels from home into Byron to give her
scholars the benefit of her knowledge and sweet voice.
Emma V. Riggs is a teacher in the Mohawk Valley.
Sarah V. Richey, one of the author's scholars, is now a
teacher in Nebraska, where she has taught for eight years
with the best of success.
Mary Culver, who once gave lessons in penmanship, has
become interested in banking and insurance in Peoria, Illi
nois, and is the owner of lands in Kansas and Minnesota.
Irene Glidden, now of Holley, is possessed of true genius
as an artist, and her oil-paintings are worthy of much
praise. Among the teachers who have taught since 1856, we take
great pleasure in noticing those whom we have known in
different portions of the town :
Elizabeth V. Keeler, Louise J. Howard, Eva ElUott,
Julia Glidden, Frances Foster, Luetta Cook,
Pamelia Glidden, Mary E, Garrison, Sarah Cook,
Lydia A. Glidden, Julia M.Orr, EUa Wetherbee,
Elmira Baldwin, Sarah Milliken, Annie Emery,
Mary J. Root, Alfrida Albert, Nora Wilcox,
Sarah Glidden, Alcy Glidden, Julia Hughes,
Frances Carpenter, Alice Peck, Jennie Cowles,
Sabrina Glidden, Mary B. Wilcox, Mamie Morgan,
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Harriet Darrow, Estelle Benham, Lillian Beck,
Mary J. Gibson, Alice Blanchard, Mary McKeon,
Addie Peggs, Amelia Stuckey, Sarah Rodwell,
Julina M. Wyman, Emma Glidden, Lucy Boots,
Electa S. Glidden, Martha Hardenbrook, Julia Crossett,
Thirza Stuckey, Martha Wetherbee, Jennie Jones,
M»ry E. Wilcox, Ettie M. Turner, Hattie Barber, '
Ella Housel, Cora Andrus, Hattie Milliken,
Alice S. Crannell, Julia Sackett, Viola Williams,
Mary French, Prank McAllister, Bessie Cook,
All of whom, with one or two exceptions, are girls born in
Clarendon, and who have reflected credit, honor and praise,
not only upon themselves, but have been loved by their
scholars, and respected by the patrons of the several dis
tricts in which they taught.
When " Widow Bedott " was on the boards at our school
exhibitions, we always smiled when Libbie Keeler was the
" Widow," and Theresa North her daughter.
The girls at Clarendon will remember that sweet song
which William B. French had them sing to the words —
" Welcome, welcome, quiet morning,"
And how many since that day have learned the meaning of
those words — " Vain the wish, the care, the labor.
Earth's poor trifles to possess ;
Love to God, and to our neighbor.
Only makes true happiness."
When did the Clarendon girls overlook better than under
sun-bonnets, some as white as the driven snow, and others
as pink as a Lady Washington geranium. The girls had
their lessons more perfect than the boys, and this rule ap
plies generally. At the blackboard, Adelaide Church, Ja
nette Preston, Alcy Glidden, Lydia Patterson, Nancy Tous
ley, Mary Potter, Sabrina Glidden, Laura and Sarah Maria
Darrow were sorae of the best under William E. French.
In grammar, Harriet Darrow, Sarah Glidden, Adelaide
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Cook and Cornelia Jenkins carried away the palms. As
leading scholars under Clara B. Newman, we name : —
Gertrude FarweU, Jane Johnson, Mary Potter,
Ellen Farwell, Adelaide Church, Jane Preston,
Georgette Mansfield, Emily GrenneU, Janette Preston,
Nancy Ogden, Esther Grennell, Harriet Darrow,
Emma Cook, Cynthia A. Copeland, Caroline Jenkins.
Mary Dutton, Nancy Tousley,
When the two weeks came for compositions, how fine
these girls would appear in their dresses as white as some
cloud in the sky above the blue Indian Ocean, with their
papers on every topic of the day neatly tied with a pink,
blue or orange ribbon, and we in our seats wondering who
the writers were that chronicled the future happy state of
some loving school-boy and girl ; for we all had our girls, and
the girls all had their boys, whether the fact was admitted
by the lips, or the blush of the countenance, or the careful
watching of somebody's coming when absent.
Can the old boys forget Clara King, with her sweet face,
that we loved to look at in the school-room, or whose voice
was very musical when on our sled called the "Tele
graph " ? She has disappeared from this world as some
beautiful song that lives only in memory. Nettie Bryan
will never forget the day that she left the tyranny of Beadle
for the other room, and how anxious we were to follow suit,
but failed to do so.
Thirza Stuckey well remembers the day when the present
postmaster of Holley pounded the author with a large
ruler six times on each hand to raake him squeal, when
he knew that we had not hardened our palms for the occa
sion. This kind of tyranny would have put on the thumb
screw, boot, rack, pillory or even the fire-brands, for con
science sake I Once upon a time the boys had made up
their minds to go up to the Christian Church to a school
exhibition, and for sorae reason left the girls behind.
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the situation, and together they soon hitched up the nags
on the old sleigh, drove up to the village in good style>
called upon the girls, and the lads were astonished to see
them come in to the show as independent as Madame De
Stael. When the stone school-house was to be trimmed for the
last day, how glad the boys were to go up to old Tona
wanda, a whole load, with a dashing team, cut their ever
greens in the snowy shades and grand silence of the
swamp, and then swing up in front of the entry-door, haul
into both rooms, while the jolly, pretty girls would be
scattered from the back seats to the front, ready to make
wreaths and trim the walls in perfect taste and beauty.
No wonder we feel like dropping a tear upon the page
when we once more walk down memory's pathway into
those happy aisles and hear the same sweet voices we once
loved, and hold converse with eyes that gladdened at our
coming. Do the girls forget the picnics in Copeland's Grove or
Church's Woods ? The long tables under the magnificent
temple of shade, loaded down with chicken, roast meats of
different kinds, biscuits made by their own hands, bread
which they had kneaded, sponge cake, fruit cake, frost cake
of every kind, which they had watched in the oven, honey
from the hives at horae, maple syrup and jellies, with
sauces, all kinds of Orleans county pies, that the world
can not excel, with the bustle and hurry of getting a good
seat at the feast, and then eating until we felt as if we
would like to have sorae one come near and carry us away
for a season to take a rest.
Then the swings, sometimes with poles reaching from
one tree to the other, where they could go so high that
they almost gasped for breath. Does Clarendon noiv have
these days as we did every year in all its districts ? Why
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such native simplicity and genuine happiness; too much
afraid of fun or a deep hearty laugh ; bound up in bands
that would burst if we dared to make the attempt.
It is recorded that on the Wyman road, at one time, a
certain couple got married, and the boys not turning out
to horn the happy pair, the girls though* they would not
allow the occasion to pass without remembering this
time-honordd custom. Accordingly, they robed their lovely
forms in the robes of their dear brothers, and gaily as
troubadors, marched up to open their entertainment. While
they were imitating the green corn dance of the Tona-
wanda's, who should appear in the darkness but David
Forbush, who squealed out, " Hold on there, boys, I'll go
and get some more in New Guinea, and we'll have fun!"
Tho girls, when he disappeared over Babbage's Hill, con
cluded to " vamoose the ranch," which they did without
further ceremony.
According to Williara Glidden, the best-looking girl in
all Clarendon when he was a boy was Sarah Sweet, daugh
ter of Noah Sweet. In saying this, Glidden must have
been very impartial, for the girl he raarried, Lucinda Cox,
was very pleasant to look upon, and Clarendon has seldom
seen a sweeter face than her own. If we had one of the
old school-rolls of Colonel N. E. Darrow we could give
other names of girls that have made Clarendon noted in the
eastern portion of the town. In the Cowles and Glidden
districts the daughters of these farailies have generally ex
celled all others as they have taken their places upon the
school-room fioor. Not only in mentality were they supe
rior, but also in personal charms, such as modesty, polite
ness, grace and beauty. In the Root district, the Andros,
Root, Cook and Barker girls stood first and foremost in all
that makes girlhood beautiful.
No other portion of Clarendon has raised up so raany
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speaking of the girls in these districts we also reflect upon
the brains and beauty of the parents, for like begets like,
and good blood always shows. When Irene Glidden was
only twelve years of age she studied Robinson's Elementary
Algebra, and we have no knowledge of any other girl in
Clarendon who can produce such a record. In the Cook
district the Andrus, Stevens, Wilcox, Richardson and Peck
households furnished the girls that stood above all others
in scholarship and personal appearance. The Robinson had
the Wyman and Wilcox girls on the Wyman road, the
Glidden girls on the Glidden road and on the Byron road
the Robinson and Lewis of the early days, and the
Richey, Albert, Merrill and Orcutt girls of a later date.
Over at the Brown school-house the Knowles, Omans and
Palmer daughters bore away the prize, and latterly the
Snyder, Wyman, Wells, Boots and Housel maidens have
been deserving of most praise.
Where the Christian scholars thumbed their books in
1838, we might mention the girls that came from the
Pettengill, Salsbury, Inman, Bennett and Littlefield homes,
as those most familiar to us, and up the years the Root,
Keeler, Annis, Bryan and Wetherbee, whose names appear
in the list of 1849. At Bennett's Corners, the Warren,
Butterfield, French, Wadsworth, Pratt, Downs and Ben
nett were in former days the girl stars of that district. It
is an old saying that comparisons are odious, and if we
tread upon the feelings of any one individual we do so
frora our own knowledge of the Clarendon schools as they
are at present, and we affirm that no other person has, "dur
ing the writing of this history, taken more pains to visit
the schools of Clarendon than the author, and we hold
ourselves responsible for the opinions we give of the Clar
endon girls at present, which raay aid some future historian
in the compilation of his book.
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Salsbury, Glidden, Preston, Turner, Bowen, Hess, Cook,
Pettengill, Mathes, Maryott, Lee, McKeon, Murphy, Gillis,
Mower, Lambert, Mead, Goldsmith, Gillman and Copeland
girls, all of whom are naturally bright, intelligent and
witty, possessing qualities that will in time develop beauti
ful women. If their teachers would only give them the
same opportunities that have been given in composition
and acting in the past, they would at once bring back the
crowd who loved to attend exhibitions when No. 3 walked
the stage.
Bennett's Corners has some very promising scholars
among the lassies, and Wadsworth, Lyman, Stuckey, Wil
liams, Warren, Coy, Olmsted and Donnelly send out each
term their daughters, whose eyes and fine appearance be
speak the wealth of brain within.
The old red school-house, in the Glidden district, oniy
has a few girls now, compared with the many which once
attended here. These are the precious few : Elzie Hovey,
Jennie Lusk, Edith and Blanche McCormick, Carrie and
Eva Allen. We had the pleasure of hearing these little
ones in anatomy and physiology of the heart, and they
were most excellent.
In the modest white Cowles school. Bertha Glidden and
Belle Glidden, Edna Cowles, Bertha Lesso, Ella Munsie,
Hattie Munsie, Cornie Laffier and Nellie Mack are the girls
whose naraes we love to mention.
At the Robinson, Hattie Goff, Minnie Goodenow, Adelia
Wyman, Belle and Dell Holt, Zella Tinsley, Gertie and
Addie Cole make the school-room bright with their daily
appearance. The Cook district is represented frora the Cook, Craraer,
Jones, Fuller and Stevens families by girls who are an honor
to the whole town.
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Bridgman, Rollings, Fredericks, Soles and Housel maidens,
full of life and energy.
Manning, at the Christian church, has the Packard, Law-
ton, Gaylord, Allen, Mower and Bailey daughters, who at
tract the attention of all who visit the school by their love
of study and lady-like behavior.
In the touching of the ivory keys we have had, in the
past, Almyra Church, Nancy Tousley, Emma Sturges, Cyn
thia A. Copeland, Mary Potter and Cora Martin, who could
make sweet music when Clarendon had only a few instru
ments. Now, Lena and Gertie Preston, Mabel Turner,
Mabel Maryott, Mary McKeon, Maggie Murphy, Agnes
Pettengill, Cora Mathes, Blanche Glidden, Hattie Elliott,
Mina Darrow, Merna Salsbury, Edna Lawton and Hattie
Goff are a few, whom we can now recall, who love to spend
hours in this most delightful service.
Clarendon has two devoted lovers of geology, Martha
Evarts and Blanche Glidden. Their collections are fine
and rare, and one can form a just idea of the rocky wealth
of Clarendon by spending pleasant hours in their society.
In the love of the beautiful in art we are happy to name
Susie V. Riggs, Martha Evarts, Blanche Glidden, Mrs. N.
H. Darrow, Mrs. Harley D. Munger, Mary Boots, Mrs. Dr.
O'en, MrsBri. Libbie Albert and Mrs. Mary J. Pettengill,
who admire the genius of the old masters, and would be
charmed could they look upon the grand works of Titian,
Angelo, Raphael or Murillo.
In thus attempting to give the Clarendon girls that meed
of praise they so richly deserve, we can only say that we
deeply regret our own want of knowledge and ability to do
them justice, and we trust that all who read this chapter
will lay our errors, not at the door of the heart, but in the
outer gateway of the mind, which has been so heavily
blocked by lack of material, and the peculiar position in
which the author has been placed.

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And it is well known by all who have undertaken the task
of writing the lives of women, that the knowledge of their acts
must come from those who are not brought into rivalry with
them ; and that the chaplet of praise is much dearer and
sweeter as distance and time intervene. Perhaps the oppo
site sex is the best able to judge of the claims which the
fair sex possesses, as they do not generally come into con
flict with them in the struggle of life, and, from the love
we all bear our mothers, are ever ready to give our sisters,
wherever we meet them, that gallant opinion which the
days of 'chivalry so deeply inspired. But with us the cruel
grave has blotted out names of which we cannot write,
aud buried forever memories that we cannot know.

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CHAPTER XIX.

CHANGES.

ALTHOUGH Solomon has wisely said that " there is no
new thing under the sun," yet every community has
its hour and day of change from what we might call bar
barism, up to the highest civilization. And this change is
gradual or rapid, in proportion to the intelligence of the
people, and the abolition of that conservatism which is
content to follow old customs and tread in the worn steps
of the past. In this country the introduction into, one
town of improvements necessarily opens wide the door for
a further advance in neighboring localities, and such is the
genius of republican institutions, that the advent of new
modes of labor, through the mighty influence of the press,
and individual co-operation is nearly simultaneous.
When Clarendon was first settled her inhabitants had
only the actual necessities of life in the wilderness. Their
means were very limited, and how to subsist with their
families from day to day was the great question that looked
them in the face each morning, and was very often their
last thought at night. Not how much they could spend of
God's bounties, but how much they could obtain, by the
most rigid economy, was the true situation in which they
were placed. When we remember that money was very
scarce, and that the means of procuring it were based upon
what little they might raise beyond the urgent demands of
increasing families, or the production, by burning, of black
salts, with long distances to be traveled to find even the
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the supply, then we may form a small idea of the situation in
which the noble fathers and mothers of our Clarendon were
placed. They rose at the first opening of the eastern gates,
and all hands, from the children up to the silver-haired,
worked like beavers to make this noble town one of the
pearls in the coronet of the great Empire State.
On all sides was an unbroken wilderness, interrupted only
by the gurgling of the waters of Sandy Creek, as it wound
its serpentine way to join the blue Ontario; above the
sigh and moan of the lofty trees of ' the forest rose the
plashing of the flood as it fell over the slaty ledges, when
Eldredge Farwell, on that beautiful morning in golden Oc
tober, 1810, beheld it for the first time. How grand
must have been Clarendon in those days of native
beauty ! Could we in our " mind's-eye " take in the mighty
maples, pines, beeches, ash, basswoods and evergreens which
he saw in that journey along the banks of Sandy Creek,
how would the heart swell in pride over such scenes, only to
drop the silent tear of regret on the vandal destruction of
so much of grace, glory and shade. Uow must he have
toiled, in the following spring, to reach his final camping-
ground where now the village of Clarendon greets the smil
ing sun ! How about that beautiful and noble woman who
was willing to share with him the dangers, privations and
sufferings of a home in this wilderness, unknown only to
the Indian and the beasts of the forest ? They are not here
to tell us their story — their hopes, their fears, their trials, or
to look foijdly back over the many happy hours of their
early home. But in the spirit, and through our conversa
tion with those who once felled the towering woods, we can
bold communion, and walk down the aisles and avenues of
the years long since fled. Clarendon has kept step with
her sister towns in improvement, and her changes have been
steadily onward and upward. She has not had the advan
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given ; she has not had the hurry and bustle of the iron-
horse to arouse her latent energies, only as it pauses in its
mighty work to bear away her beautiful sandstone, or sends
its shrieking to arrest the attention of the laborer in her
flelds. Outside of her fruit supply, and her lime produc
tion, she has depended mainly upon the yield from her acres
of waving grain, with a small furnishing of stock. Our
changes have, therefore, been those of a rural community,
and when the elegancies of culture and refinement have
been introduced, they have come through the influence of
neighboring cities, such as Buffalo and Rochester, and the
direct communication with New York, by such merchants
as Frisbie, Sturges and Copeland.
In 1875, Brad and Menzo Lawton began to drill by horse
power the wells of Clarendon, and in 1881 they introduced
steam to do this labor. This was a great change from the
digging by hand, or the drill worked by the foot, as in tread-
power. The gradual diminishing of the water supply had
brought about the necessity of deeper wells, where the de
pendence is upon streams far below the surface,and the lime
stone and sandstone are now penetrated at a depth of sixty
feet in some places, at about two dollars per foot, by drillers.
Moses Kidney, who once sported about the old Indian
lot, can now be found ever ready, at any season, to bring
forth his steam-drill to pierce any rock Orleans county may
have under its soil, and in the former days Martin V. Fos
ter, now the proprietor of the Clarendon Hotel, had his
mind flxed upon the strata through which he was boring
to strike water. Contrast the present system with the
spring of the surface, or the old well dug and stoned, and
one can but see the great advantage of the present over the
past as to the supply.
If, then, the true history of any country, as Carlyle and
Macauley assert, rests in the actual growths of all the com
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age, then we invite the reader to walk with us through the
silent years, while we show what time has done for Claren
don in progress and improvement. Minor changes we have
given in other portions of our history, confining ourselves
in this chapter to the chief agencies which have made Clar
endon what she is at present.
The old fire-place, in its day, was a very convenient spot
in which to burn the back-log and fore-log, with large quan
tities of wood piled across, and the basswood floors would
allow the oxen to haul in these logs, which were large
enough to keep a fire day and night in the absence of lamps
of any character, and at first of even candles. Here the
whole family could sit around, listening to bear stories, or
tales of ghosts and witches, as a book, outside ofthe Bible,
English reader, or Webster's spelling-book, was a rare
thing. If the fire went out, the children, or some other
member, hied away to a neighbor for a brand to start
another, or some tinder made out of cotton or other material
was used when the flint from the old musket gave the spark
before locofoco matches had been introduced in Tammany
Hall. The cranes on which to hang the kettles, the spits
for the roast meat, the bake-kettles for bread and other
bakings, the ashes with potatoes roasting under hot embers ;
the pigs six to eight weeks old, with turkeys, geese and
chickens, and fine roasts of venison, beef or spare-rib, was
a sight, the very mention of which is enough to make even
an epicure sigh for the good old times, to say nothing of
the effect produced upon the stomachs and minds of hungry
children, and men who had been clearing, logging and
bushwhacking generally. Tin ovens next came, and the
brick ones were ready to follow if one only had the ma
terial. The first stove of which we have any mention was to be
found in 1830 in the Polly Tavern on the Brockport or
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to have improvements, as they had the money to buy and
were the first to hear of radical changes from the passing
traveler. The Polly stove was a large one for that day, and
the demands upon its cooking capacity was great. At
flrst the ovens were elevated, and even at this day some of
the good old dames will have no other under their charge.
What a sight this stove must have been to the log residents
of 1830 ! What big bubbles of envy must have swelled and
heaved in the breasts of ancient mothers when they looked
at this wonder of creation ! No wonder that Elsie Polly
remembers this stove and the year when its griddles opened
to her view !
To the women of Clarendon the stove was truly the
greatest and most highly-prized of any one invention.
From the old Franklin with two griddles down to the
modern range with six griddles and reservoir, capacious
ovens, burning coal or wood. Clarendon women can look
back to the dingy, dusky, cobweb flre-place, and take a long
sigh of relief over the present circumstances, as compared
with those of their grandmothers.
In 1866 we find coal stoves in use at Daniel Barker's,
George Root's and Henry Kirby's outside of the village,
while Benjamin Copeland, David N. Pettengill and Amasa
Patterson were the first to introduce their cheerful light at
their homes. The " Morning Light " was a good coal-
burner in its day, but N. H. Darrow can now furnish
heaters that would soon retire the pioneer into some obscure
corner. The effect of these latter-day stoves has been to
largely do away with the cutting of firewood, and where-
ever coal has once been used, whether for cooking or heat,
the wood-pile ceases to be seen, and in the summer, oil
stoves are beginning to dispense in small families with the
use of coal or wood.
The effect of this change from wood to coal has been the
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of wood-chopping and all the inconveniences of slush,
snow and ice after a busy time of hard labor in the short
seasons of Western New York. To the women coal has
been so much of a blessing that not one in Clarendon but
prides herself upon the innovation, and her chief com
plaint is that her liege lord is too apt to prefer the old
patterns to the new — out of a selfish motive.
The old hand-sieve, in which to clean up and winnow
grain in the early days, must have been a very slow and
tedious process. But we here observe that generally as
mankind requires something new and better, some plan is
devised to bring about the desired result. In 1820, at
Benjamin Sheldon's, Thomas Glidden saw the first fanning-
mill of which he has any recollection. He saw this mill in
operation at Samuel Hawley's, where now the Jacksons
have fine possessions. This mill was carried around by
Sheldon, and each farmer thought himself fortunate if he
had grain sufficient to pay for the use of this machine.
Now, the music of the fanning-mill may be heard in all
quarters of Clarendon.
The old-fashioned way of cutting grain was by the sickle,
as any reader of the Bible well knows, and Clarendon fol
lowed this mode up to 1835 generally. F. A. Salsbury has
in his possession a sickle, over fifty years of age, which did
good service in his younger days. It required the best of
Clarendon men to cut one acre a day with the ancient
sickle. In 1826 Edward Packard raade a cradle with a
crooked handle, and the noted grape-vine cradles were in
troduced early in the forties. These were considered a
decided improvement upon the straight or crooked snath,
and cradlers were very proud when they could from sun to
sun cut four to five acres of grain, bending their backs as
if they had india-rubber vertebrae, with the raker and
binder tight to their heels. It was really amusing to hear
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many acres they had cut when the witnesses were either
over Jordan, west or surely absent. What a change the
cradle must have been, and what an advantage over the
sickle. But it brought more slavery upon the women, as
each cradler required a follower, and this made the cook
ing during harvest a mighty work.
The first reaper in Clarendon was used by James Cain
in 1850, across from Curtis Cook's place, and the people
carae for miles to see this work, although Orange Lawrence
informs us that he saw one in operation in Murray in 1844,
on the Zula Martin place. Here was the third step for
ward, and when the rocks of Clarendon gave room, and the
stumps had returned to their native elements, this new way
was the admiration of the farmer, but the woe of the
cradler, as he began to feel with Othello that his occupation
was gone.
Time flew by on his noiseless flight, when one day, in
1883, Williara Hines drew into Clarendon his self-binder
and reaper. And this is the last figure on the dial of
change whicli grain-cutting has received in old Clarendon.
Good-by to the sickler, cradler, raker and binder, they can
now return with the past to lament over the new webs time
has woven and the strange shuttles the human brain can
spin. Do the women shed many tears over this recent visi
tor into the harvest-field ? Their tears are those of joy
when the husband comes in and reports that he has cut
with his binder twelve acres, every shock of which is stand
ing up ready for the storm, and that she need not worry
herself about extra hired men. As William S. Glidden
remarked to the author, " Harvesting is no work nowa
days," and he laughs at the prospect of cutting his fifty or
seventy acres of grain.
If Clarendon rejoices over the binder, how must Dakota
and the great North-west laugh over this wonderful change !
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same for the market, and this became especially urgent
when the Erie canal was opened in 1825, and the farmers
of Clarendon saw an opportunity not only to supply the
mills of Rochester, but also a demand frora the seaboard
for Genesee wheat, as it was then called. Jason A. Shel
don in 1835 had a portable threshing-machine with the
cylinder resting on poles, the wheat and chaff falling below
unseparated and the straw raked away by hand. This was
run by a horse-power and was considered very admirable by
the good people of that day.
The same year the Marshal raker raachine was at Ferrin
Speer's, and in 1838 the Root separator was run by Alvah
Ogden. Here there was a decided improvement ; a machine
that could clean its own threshing, saving a mighty labor
on the part of the farmer. In 1840, Manning Packard pro
cured a patent for a grain separator, which was in many
respects superior to any in the market. Now we have
machines made in Buffalo and other points in this great
country that are almost perfection in their handling of the
grain, and they are known to the farthest limits of the
globe. If the horses could all stand up and whinny a
loud hurrah over the man who first harnessed the sunlight,
as the great Stephenson termed it, to the threshing-machine
in the place of the sweep, with poor beasts panting under
the whip of some merciless driver, we should hear a roar
of exultation that would shake the country from the At
lantic to the Pacific. The horse-power tired the noble
horse more than one week's steady work, and now the coal
or wood can run through with an even, steady motion all
that any one or two good men desire to feed.
These steam threshers were first introduced into Claren
don by Daniel Gillett and Charles H. Turner, in 1879,
while the traction-engine, the last great change, which can
roll over the highway as a locomotive, drawing thresher,
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Brothers and John Nelligan in 1885. The day will come
when these traction-engines will in a great measure super
sede the use of horses in the carriage of produce to the
markets adjacent to Clarendon. In the cutting of grass
the scythe could, with great sweating, be pushed through
one to two acres, and this had reference to meadows or
pasture lands, where the conditions were very favorable.
In 1854, John Church had for the first time a Ketchum
mower in his meadow on the Byron road. This machine,
if well handled, could cut ten acres in one day, equal to
five of the best men Clarendon could furnish. The horse
hay-rake Church had in 1846, and the hay-tedder in 1862.
What could the owners of large meadows do if they de
pended upon the hand-rake and the scythe to finish their
haying ? In Clarendon it would be necessary for some one
to insure the weather and the crop before any farmer of
the present day, with our short seasons, would venture with
a gang of raen upon such an uncertainty.
When the farmer had a large quantity of hay the hay
fork which William S. Glidden and Abram Bartlett at
tached to their barns in 1870, was found not only very
serviceable when the time was valuable, but also a great
preserver of backache aud, perhaps, hernia. Especially is
this true in hip or gamble-roofed barns, the first of which
in Clarendon was built by John Irish on the present farm
of A. D. Cook, in 1842, and the latter on Toramy Benton's
place in 1872.
There is no farmer but appreciates the great difference
between a building such as Pratt Butterfield has erected
on the old homestead on the Butterfield road and that
which was built by Linus Peck, one of the first on the
Byron road, on the premises lately owned by his son,
Horace Peck. When this town, after the clearings
abounded in stumps, a hole could be made in the soil
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therein, for the warm rains and sun, with genial nights,
to sprout. And it must have been a strange sight to
behold this kernel thus growing, for which we are indebted
to the Indians.
This was the day for the finest and largest of pumpkins,
with the juiciest of water-melons and immense squashes,
which the cutting down of the timber and the lessening
of the rainfall has materially changed. The old-fashioned
hoes which Bishop made and other blacksmiths out of cast-
iron, the blade and shank quite rude, were sold by David
Sturges as high as one dollar, without a handle, and these
at first were used long before the cultivator came into use,
its date to us unknown. This cultivator must have been
a strange implement compared with the fine ones we have
at the present day.
At first the corn could only be shelled by hand, or, as the
squaws did in the old fort at Oakfield, by rubbing on a
rock. In 1847, corn-shellers made their appearance in
Clarendon, but we are unable to tell by whom at first used.
What would the hands do now with shelling even the corn
crop of Clarendon, not to speak of the great west and south
west ? Zebulon Packard, who came into town in 1819,
had for his first plow one with two handles, a wooden
mold-board and steel point, which must have been ham.
mered out by some one of the smiths at Mudville, or Man
ning as it is now called. Robert Owen, who lived near
this point, had the first Jethro Wood patent, a cast-iron
mold plow. Compare these with the Wiard or any other
plow of the present day. We often complain of the stones
and rocks of Clarendon in plowing, but what patience must
the pioneers have possessed to move with oxen between the
stumps, where horses could not be used.
" Gee ! haw ! buck ! " has now given place to " Whoa,
buck ! " and whether farmers swear louder and stronger
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David Pettengill, on the Simeon D. Coleman farm, had
a bean-planter in 1 849, and the same year Manning Pack
ard invented one which was not patented. Bean-shellers
must have been introduced shortly after, and the bean-
thresher belongs to our day. In 1885 Alexander Miller
and his son Fred manufactured a bean -harvester, which
George Thomas now owns on the Byron road. Potato-
diggers or forks have lately been introduced, but are not
generally used in town. If the boys thirty years ago re
ceived one cent for eight or ten rods in pulling beans, they
did well ; but now they will not bend their backs unless
they receive the same pay for every four or five rods. But
the bean-puller is rooting out the boys, and their backs in
the future will grow straighter, and their knees have less
patches for the good women of Clarendon to look after.
The first bean-puller in this section was owned by Day, of
Holley, in 1860.
Calvin Tupper, on the Butterfield road, had a hay-scale
in 1 870, and now they may be found in different portions
of our town. William S. Glidden had his first drill in
1855, which he used to a good advantage instead of the
old broad-cast system. The ancient drag was good enough
among stumps and stones, but in 1876 William S. Glidden
hauled his in the corner and adopted the spring tooth,
which he now prefers.
If anyone had told the father of John Nelson that in
1883 Calvin Tucker would be seen riding on a sulky-plow
over the furrows he once plowed, he would have said:
" Get thee hence ! "
Charles Elliott, in the old red shop in the village in 1854,
taught the farmers of Clarendon that his bob-sleds were
much better to haul out logs from Tonawanda in the win
ter than the long-runner sleigh that required its length to
turn in, and this was the occasion for the toad-smasher,
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people. The author well remembers of a black-eye which
he received from tho rocks of a log gate pounding his head
down at Harley Hood's, on the Holley road.
In 1866, Manning Packard patented a traction gate, and
the log one is now rarely to be seen. Pumping water by
hand for stock was always a dreaded job, until such men as
Daniel Barker, on the Barker road, showed all passers-by
how he harnessed the gentle breezes to the rod, and made
them do his business. In 1887, this gentleman invented
an onion-marker for his own, which the author saw in per
fect use on his lands.
George Thomas has introduced an engine into his barns
which he uses for many purposes, saving much hand labor.
The Clarendon farmer has not yet adopted the double-
roller, but this will soon be seen when Benton or Glidden
have an opportunity to see it work.
George M. Copeland has introduced, through Charles
Tinsley, on his farm, a miller's carriage, on which to wheel
his bags of grain, by which they may be dumped into the
wagon below. At these barns, on the Byron road, on both
sides of the barnyard, may be found watering-troughs,
which are fed by a spring above, and give an abundance
of water to the horse on the highway, as well as to the stock
inside. The old rail-fence and stone-wall may be still seen,
but in 1879 Nicholas H. Darrow began to sell barbed-wire
fence to the farmers, and some are now using the slat- wire,
which is made in Murray.
The improvement in horse-barns is very marked, and
the patent feed-boxes and mangers are worthy of notice.
The underground stables are to be found in most new barns,
and the manner of feeding from above may be seen well
demonstrated at Nathan R. Merrill's.
The cross-cut saw is often used for cutting timber where
formerly the axe only was known.
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had a small sewing-machine which she fastened to a table,
and used when employed by the good women of Clarendon.
In 1860, the Grover & Baker ran its needles at Asa Glid
den's, on the Skinner road. No one invention has done
more for the mothers of our town, who were formerly
obliged to do all their sewing by hand, sitting up at night
until eleven o'clock, when they had large families, and the
boys wore patched clothes. Now ready-made clothing has
taken the place of tailoresses in the household, and the stock-
ling-machine has nearly superseded private knitting. Mil
liners and dressmakers have set up their shops in Clarendon,
and the home-spun flannel, and home-knit stockings, are
only known to the grandmothers, who are fast passing away.
Well was ifi for them that they lived in days of true sim
plicity, or they never could have endured the ceaseless cry
of "What shall I wear?" or "When will I have a new
dress or hat?" The consequence is that parents are now
slaves to their children, whereas formerly they had them as
props in the journey of life, and a large family was ac
counted a blessing. The great question now is, " What
shall I do with my boys and girls ?" This fact is seen in
small families, the dread of children, and the gradual decay
of the race.
In an early day the water was taken from springs, then
the well was dug, and now the steam drill, and the sweep
used, or ropes with pails or buckets drew it to the surface.
Then came the well-curb, with the windlass and bucket,
and last of all the pump by hand or wind. The rain was
caught in troughs outside the log-house, or in barrels, then
in cisterns beyond the house, and about thirty-five years
ago the masons began to mortar them on the inside of the
dwelling. For years the water would be drawn by hand
from these cisterns, until the iron pump came into general
use, as it remains at this day.
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mansion a furnace, and at this time there was only one iu
Holley. George Root, on the Root road, put in his in
1881, and Ogden S. Miller and Walter T. Pettengill soon
followed. Ira Phillips invented a carpet-fastener in 1857, and Mor
ris Dewey the set soon after. Myron Snider invented
another carpet-fastener in 1859.
The first piano was owned by Almira Church and Nancy
Tousley in rapid succession. Emma Sturges could be
heard when a girl playing on her melodion, and in 1858
Cynthia A. Copeland had one from Prince, of Buffalo.
Now the keys may be heard from one border of the town
to the other.
In 1871, William H. Westcott sold horseshoes by the keg
to the blacksmiths of Clarendon, and in 1875 N. H. Dar
row began to supply them with nails by the keg also, leav
ing only Pat McKeon to make his own nails at date.
David Sturges purchased in 1840, in New York, a four-
wheeled chaise for $250, and the town has never seen its
equal since, and this was in corduroy times, when the roads
were fearful.
The following customs of the past have been kindly fur
nished by Mrs. Samuel L. Stevens: Cob and potato pipes,
with a goose-quill to smoke through. Dr. Samuel Tag
gart's wall in Byron was painted with flowers in 1838, be
fore paper was used. In 1843 the border on wall-paper
was ten inches wide ; wooden hinges on log-houses ; wooden
latch, and the string in the day was on the outside, but
pulled in at night; iron skillets on legs for wash-dishes,
with soft soap ; wooden dish-pan, with ears on either side,
in which to wash dishes. Mrs. Stevens had a tin tea-kettle
which she used for fourteen years, and it did not leak;
copper coffee-boiler to set into the stove. She has a brass
clock thirty-seven years old, which was bought at Albion
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about ten inches high, twelve inches of glass, and in width
six inches, with a flower at the top; earthen salt-dish ; tin
pepper-box — round ; vinegar in cup or bottle on the table ;
wooden bottles, with a stopper to pull out, and used in the
fields to drink from ; also other wooden bottles to drink
from neck. She has in use a tin funnel forty-three years
old. She has the same old flat-irons now, of the present
pattern, but larger; a wooden mortar to pound spices in ;
pestle made out of hemlock, fifty years old ; a chopping-
knife fifty years old, in use now ; the frying-pan has a
handle three feet long, to rest on coals in fire-place, the
handle on a chair, in which to fry meat ; a stone churn,
made in 1837, holding one and one-half gallons, good at
present. She bought her first lamp about 1860, at Byron,
with- a can for kerosene. She has a salt-bowl of white-
wood, fifty-Hve years of age, which could be mended with
a needle. John Church was the first owner of a phaeton, and Col.
Shubael Lewis drove in one of the earliest top-carriages.
Screen-doors and window-netting came into use in 1875,
and the women are now afraid of flies.
The Mason jars have made even the winters to smile
with their wealth of canned fruits, and house-plants bave
converted December into sunny May and blooming June.
Rag-carpets are giving way to Brussels and Wiltons, while
the smoky candle is supplanted by the show of elegant
lamps, and the greasy whale or elephant oil is now unknown.
We look now through large window-panes, instead of
greased paper or 7 by 9 glass, sit in cane-chairs instead of
bark, recline on sofas and tete-d-tUes instead of basswood
floors, sleep on matresses and springs instead of husks and
straw, have French bedsteads instead of poles, extension
tables instead of leaves, Japanese ware and stone-china in
the room of pewter and wood, fine window-shades and few
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quilts on top of calico, button shoes before calfskin, pic
tures on the walls where only the whitewash once was seen,
and roll paper to cover the mortar, beefsteak as a substitute
for pork, granulated sugar instead of molasses, jellies,
custards, frosting, cakes and pies to drive out johnny-cake
and pork-grease, puddings and preserves to charm away
buttermilk, fine carriages in the place of pungs and foot
or horseback traveling, cushioned seats and pews in church
instead of the soft side of a plank, choirs to monopolize
the hymns where once the congregation were musical — in
fact a general revolution in Clarendon customs, habits,
manners, politeness, simplicity and nature, but her soul is
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CHAPTER XX.
CLARENDON GRAVES.
rPHERE is ever in the minds of those who love the de-
J- parted that feeling which memory cherishes, which
time endears, and that occupies a place in the heart made
sacred by the recollection of associations which death has
rudely cut asunder. We call back the eyes that once
looked love into our own, the voice that we delighted to
hear, the smile that made the countenance to shine and
glow as a sunbeam, the ear that was ever bent forward to
listen, the step that seemed to gladden at our coming, the
hand that grasped ours in the truth of affection, the heart
in whose keeping we knew our lives were precious. Where
are they now?
We go down into the humble graveyard, where the first
sweef flowers which the angels of spring have planted be
gin to look up and thank God, in their beauty, for life,
when the robin has come again, and the lark and blackbird
lift their praises with each returning day; under the sighing
of the evergreens, or the rustle of the maple, we stoop
down by the turf or gravel, and ask for those who once
knew us, who loved us, as we loved them, but the silent
home gives back no response. If we could only be confi
dent that they were present at our coming, then we could
feel assured that they would, in a thousand unheard voices,
teach us that, instead of lamenting their departure, we
should feel happy that they have passed from death of the
body into the higher life of the soul.
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the children could come daily, where those who are left be
hind could impress upon their minds the beauty of heart,
the sweetness of life, the wealth of soul which these pos
sessed when traveling the road of existence, as we are now
journeying. This would make death, not the king of ter
rors, as the old monks in their awful cells made it, but the
opening door to heaven, the invisible gate, swinging noise
lessly to allow many mortals to leave their burdens behind.
Away, then, with all this monkish ignorance ! This be
longs to the Dark Ages, when the life of man was a curse,
not only to himself, but a reproach in the sight of his
Creator. We have visited the different graveyards of Clarendon,
and from the tombstones have taken the names of those we
would not willingly let die to the world's eye. Por the
history of every town is as deeply embedded in the silent,
as in the noise of the present, and in these caskets the trea
sure of Clarendon's true glory is deposited.
On the Byron road, nearly one-half mile to the south
ward, is the village burying-ground. The fences are fast
going to decay, the old posts rotted away, and the general
appearance bears the picture of neglect and desertion.
The busy days of the present, with fingers that grasp for
money, and feet that are swift to get gain, have no moments
or hours to spend in making this resting-place of mortality
beautiful. The trees that grow yearly, and give forth their
wealth of shade and glory, are the chief evidences that
nature loves her own, when man has become cold and for
getful. Rose-bushes, that some dear heart has planted
here, open up their buds and blossoms, and give forth their
sweet fragrance, as if calHng for the passer-by to open the
gate and come in from the dust of the highway to spend
an hour or more in the sacred chambers where the spirits
love to hold communion. Nestled in the grasses, the pinks,
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while their little day of sunshine, soft showers and bird-
song glides as gently away as the white cloud-ships above
thera, in the blue sea of heaven.
As you enter this quiet home, three old tombstones meet
the eye, carved very rudely, and telling a tale of over sixty
years ago. It was only a step to these graves, from over the
way, where Williara D. Dudley lived in that early day.
But where is his tomb ? Where his wife, who sat up loug
nights watching over these children ? Ask the maples
above you ! Just beyond Jeptha Kellogg and his two
wives have the marble to speak their memory. Jeptha
Kellogg we all respected away back in our boy-days. He
ever had that " Good-day " for us, that look that invited
us to come near him and talk over the past. Although for
years this beautiful world was nearly shut out from his
eyes, yet within he had, upon the altars of memory, the
lamp of knowledge burning daily, fed with the oil of in
telligence and admiration.
Fanny Philips always opened the door to us with that
every-day face that seemed to be as free from clouds as the
sky of Arabia in the golden season. In that quaint-looking
house which Tiraothy G. McAllister occupies once lived a
beautiful woman, Lois M. Cook, the daughter of Lemuel
Cook, Jr. When she passed down the streets it was as if
some sunbeam was moving over the way, and when she
spoke in the prayer or class-meeting, the heart of the
listener opened every door to hear her words of loving
truth. Leonard S. Foster can almost be heard at present trying
to convince some Republican that his party brought on the
war, and should go south to do all the fighting. Mahala,
his wife, was one whose patient look has left an impression
behind that cannot be effaced. Elizur Piatt has raised a
monument to his mother, father and sisters, evincing his
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to their precious memory. A beautiful stone tells of Sarie
Z. Glidden, whom we knew and loved in the happy days of
school-life. Bowdoin McCrillis calls no more at the old stone store to
hear the news, and his place has never been filled by any
other farmer in Clarendon. We always loved to meet his
wife ; she was one of the good women of Clarendon, beauti
ful in countenance and spiritually beautiful in heart.
When she passed away a golden sunbeam was lost in the
sky of Clarendon. Adam and Nancy Richey we cannot
forget, and when we traveled with mother to the old log-
house, where Frederick Putnam now lives, the door always
swung upon welcome hinges, and the house was home when
we entered.
David A.ngus ! we call back the day when you took your
last swim in the old mill-pond, and how all of the scholars
stood around the grave and almost trembled when the
gravel struck your coffin. Aaron Vandyke no longer does
his daily labor on this earth. No longer he takes time to
talk with the boys about Heaven. No more his voice is
heard in earnest prayer. He never can be forgotten by those
in Clarendon, and his name is as familiar as household
words to many far away. Alexander Milliken and his good
wife always made their happy home to smile when the boys
gathered around, or the guest enjoyed their hospitality.
Years ago, we were ever pleased to say a word of greeting to
Mrs. Simeon Glidden. We knew that her eyes were the
true index of the heart, and her words the echo of the
soul. Bertie Church, you have gone before us upon the journey,
but we still cherish the many pleasant days we spent to
gether in Albion or in the streets of Clarendon. There
was a sweet, loving air of grace that ever seemed to hallow
the countenance of Anna, the wife of Captain Stephen
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hang upon the ceilings of the heart. Hannah Sturges may
be seen, as in the past, stooping to enter our house, and we,
as children, looking up to her and wondering if the Ama
zons of any age were superior to her in strength and
physical form. It took six strong men to bear your body
to the tomb, and now your heavy voice is as silent as the
turf above your remains.
A good woman was Sally Fields, one who from under her
white cap loved to smile upon us when we could only crawl
upon life's surface. If we believe one who was present at
the marriage of David Sturges and Cynthia Shepherd she
must have been very beautiful. When she was a girl, and
living in the deep wilderness, the night black with storm,
and thunder and lightning making the situation awful,
above the crash and jar of the elements could be heard the
sweetest music that ear had ever heard, and as the old log-
cabin door was opened it seemed to fill the air with its
heavenly melody. " Oh," said the mother of the author,
" this was the singing of angels, as was heard when Jesus
was born ! " In her thirty-fourth year Cynthia, like a bird,
flew away to hear those sweet voices that rose above the
storm and darkness of her earthly home. Mary Sturges
was beloved by all who knew her, and many who once
looked upon her sweet face will again call back her spirit
as they read these. lines.
Laura A. Sturges, the blessed mother of the author of
this volume, was one whom no words can ever measure or
language treasure. There was not a road in Clarendon that
she did not travel on errands of love in sickness and health.
Jumping out of the buggy, and never passing a house, no
matter how humble, running in to kiss the baby or give
some word of comfort or cheer, nights with the sick, ad
ministering her blessings, so that the outside world had no
knowledge, and living not for this life only, but for that to
come. A heart as loving as a child, a soul as forgetful of

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self as a mortal could be, and resting only upon the blessed
Christ in all her hours of suffering and care. Twelve
children, four to entomb, from daybreak until eleven at
night, never losing one moment ; a little body of only one
hundred pounds, but containing a soul that embraced the
whole of earth and heaven. She thought of poor soldiers
daily, she prayed for them ; she loved George Washington
and all our patriots, and was one of the first to respond
when the ladies wished to purchase Mount Vernon. There
was not a. rock or tree by the roadside but she loved to
notice ; the woods were to her loving friends, and the flowers
God's beautiful children. Ask the trees in this city of the
dead to tell who it was that put out their roots and branches,
their trunks, their wealth and beauty of shade, and they
will all breathe her name ! The old rocks that overhang
the brow of Church's Hill, how often have they felt her
light step ! But they know it no more — the low, soft voice
is no longer to be heard under the shady temple, and her
pleasant face on the roads of Clarendon has disappeared
forever. A lovely old lady was Johanna Eddy ! Her voice was low
and sweet, her life as pure and serene as the summer's sky,
and she faded away like some light beam in the closing of
evening. Truly we can say that the life of the righteous
shineth more and more unto the perfect day !
We give the names of this resting-place as we have taken
them, with age and year of death :
1855— Stephen Martin, aged 67. 1881— Jeptha Kellogg, 88.
1870— Anna, wife, 76. 1854— Mary, wife, 60.
1872— Morris Dewey, 59. 1883— Fanny, wife, 73.
1869— Mary Louise, wife, 44. David Matson, Sr.
1875— Luke Turner, 66. 1873— Betsey, wife, 88.
1857— Adam Richey, 57. 1874— Betsey A., wife of Timothy
1857— Nancy, wife, 54. Carr, 55.
1834— Zina Sturges, 33. 1857— Philander, wife of David
1859— Hannah Sturges, 64. Matson, Jr., 43.
1826— Augustus Sturges, 67. 1870— Elisha Burr, 83.

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1851— Mary, wife, 88.
1869— Sally Fields, 84.
1843— David Sturges, 53,
1830— Cynthia, wife, 34.
1828— Joseph Sturges, 39.
1842 — MarySturges, wife Rev. C.
S. Baker, 33.
1869 — Laura A. Sturges,wife Geo.
M. Copeland, 53.
1879— Benjamin Copeland, 88,
1867— Johanna Eddy, 93.
1868 — Asahel Merriman, 64.
1845— Eunice Piatt, wife, 39.
1831— Simeon Glidden, Sr., 63.
1831— Sarah, wife, 56.
1850— Dr. S. E. Southworth, 33.
1855— Alvin Ogden, 43.
1843— Caroline, wife, 33.
1853— Leonard Poster, 68.
1871— Jabez Joslyn, 92.
1850— Sarah, wife, 68.
1868— Albert Joslyn, 65.
1872— Rachel, wite, 62.
1863— Frederick Putnam, 76.
1883— Lucretia, wife, 89.
1876— Bowdoin McCriUis, 71.
1880— Hannah M., wife, 72.
1859— Michael McCrillis, 81.
1830— Thomas BrintnaU, 86.
1865— Simeon Glidden, Jr., 66.
1878— Lucy, wife, 76.
1867— Aaron Vandyke, 66.
1873— PoUy, wife, 73.
1843— Samuel Nay, 42.
1853 — Alexander Milliken, 54.
1857— Sally, wife, 69.
1858— Shepherd WeUer, 51.
1870— Rachel, wife. 63.

1877— Cynthia, wife, 86.
1864— Leonard S. Poster, 55.
1878— Mahala H., wife, 63.
1835— John Piatt, 56.
1846— Alice, wife, 65.
1846— Melissa Piatt, wife Wm.
Bates, 37.
1841— W. R. Barker, 36.
1846— Sarah, wife, 36.
1857— Mary Mitchell, 81.
1876 — Sophronia, wife of Lyman
Raymond, 76.
1830— Emma P., wife of Thomas
Glidden, 21.
1864^Sally H., wife of Lowrie
Clark, 56.
1855— David Angus, 13.
1867— Rhoday, wife of Truman
Webster, 62.
1888— Malvina A., wife of Wm.
H. Cooper.
1870— James Cooper, 76.
1865— Mrs. E'iza M. Church, 50.
1840— Joseph Turner, 73.
1859— Mary, wife, 74.
1875 — Margaret A., wife of John
L. Preston, 63.
1854 — Mary, wife of Samuel Mil
liken, 88.
1853 — Elvira, wife of George M.
Clark, 35.
1856 — Minerva T. , wife of Henry
Smith, 58.
1873— Edward A., son of Stephen
and Nancy Church, 35.
1831 — Mary Ann, wife of Amos
Glidden, 33.

The Robinson graveyard is one of the oldest in Claren
don. Horace Peck at one time had a plat of this ground,
but this has disappeared, and is to the writer unknown.
This yard has many graves that are unmarked, where the
weeds grow in rank luxuriance, and the scythe and spade
could be used to very good advantage, in the western bor
ders, and a new fence would demonstrate that the public
still had some respect for this quiet spot.

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Chauncy Robinson has a monument which tells that he
was born in Durham, Connecticut, in 1792, and settled on
this soil July 25, 1813. He died in Holley in 1866. This
graveyai'd also contains the following :
1823— Anna, wife (Wm. Lewis' 1841— Mary, wife of Jonas Pea-
daughter),;33. Their in- body, 34.
fant daughter was the 1859— Samuel Coy, 79,
first burial here. 1847— Bethiah, wife, 61.
1878— Damaris, wife, 84. 1843— John Milliken, 57.
1881— Lucy, wife of Merrick Stev- '1840— Fanny, wife, 54.
ens, 73. 1830— Asdel Nay, 33.
1861— Col. Shubael Lewis, 66. 1831— Polly, wife, 34.
1834— Eleanor Robertson, wife, 1843— Samuel Milliken, 89.
42. 1853— Harriet Snyder, 88.
1852 — Pama Nichols, wife, 54, 1848— Cyrus Coy, 63.
1827— WUliam Tousley, 66. 1873— Hannah, wife, 81.
1851— Sally, wife, 84. 1849— Enos Nichols, 75.
1866— Zardeus Tousley, 79. 1858— Lemuel Cook, Jr. , 66.
1839— Nancy, wife, 52. 1871— Susan, wife, 78.
1839— Betsey, wife Harley Hood, 1873— Shubael Stevens, 58.
32. 1840— Rebecca, wife, 22.
1887— Samuel L. Stevens. 1845— Sallie Maria, wife, 27.
1845— Amanda, wife, 39. 1877— Rachel , wife, 57.
1857— David Church, 79. 1841— Daniel Crossett, 41.
1827- Lucinda, wife, 44. 1860— Jotham Bellows, 84.
1831— James Barber, 61. 1854— Polly, wife, 74.
1830— George Hood, 31. 1858— Mary A. , wife of F. A. Sals-
1842— Valentine Tousley, 38. bury, 39.
1831— Betsey, wife, 27. 1830— John Dodge. 81.
1846— Margaret, wife, 38. 1835— Millard Dodge, 38.
1835— Mary, wife Isaac H. Davis, 1830— Cynthia, wife, 35.
38. 1833— Benjamin Harper, 56.
1847— Stephen Wyman, Sr., 59. 1855— John J. Harper, 43.
1831— Nancy, wife, 42. 1861— John Stevens, 87.
1861— Stephen Wyman, Jr., 53. 1844— Elizabeth, wife, 64.
1884— Electa, wife, 72. 1859— Mary, wife, 64.
1836— Almira, wife of Jacob Glid- 1828— Ebenezer Lewis, 75.
den, 31. 1836— WiUiam Lewis, 39.
1863— Sally ,wife Lyman Cook, 61.
This yard should be made beautiful, as William Lewis,
the first sheriff of Orleans County, was buried here, and his
son, Henry C, was the donor to the Ann Arbor Univer
sity of whom we have written. And in honor of the noble
dead whose bodies repose here a memorial shaft should
arise sacred to their memory. Some of the sweetest and

352

HISTORY OF CLARENDON.

best of women have laid down their forms here for the
grasses and weeds to grow over, a living shame to those who
once claimed to love them ; but mouth and heart occupy
different positions.
When the author visited the Glidden burying-ground to
get his information, he found briers, thorns and brambles,
that had taken almost complete possession of the soil, and
it was with difficulty that he was enabled to read the in
scriptions on the tombs, or even approach them. But that
day convinced the good people that some respect should be
paid to this sacred spot, and in the future flowers will try
to grow in the place of weeds. This is a small home for
the silent, embowered in shade, where seldom the roll of a
wagon is heard, and those whose bodies are resting here
could not have chosen a place more appropriate to their
mode of life :

1853— Theodore Maine, 48.
1852 — Amanda, wife, 34.
1863— William H. Cook, 28, Co.
G., 151st Regt., N.Y.V.
1828— Asa Glidden, 55.
1845— Sarah, wife, 68.
1839— Emeline, wife, 26.
1868— John North, 39, Co. P, 13th
Regt.,N.Y.V.
1835— Samuel Lusk, 55.
1883— James Lusk, 71.
1868— Susannah, wife, 42.
1842— Joseph L. Cook, 44.
1837— Nancy, wife, 23.
1878— Betsey, wife, 43.
1838 — Clarissa, wife of Helon
Babcock, 37.
1838— Ruth, wife, 33.
1830— Josiah Howard, 66.
1837— Phebe, wife, 55.
1848— Jacob Glidden, 80.
1880— Elijah L. WUliams, 78.
1864 — Janem, wife Ferrin Speer,
43.
There is one plat of ground in this place which the
Joseph L. Cook family, or friends, have lately arranged

1843— Stephen WUliams, 53.
1851— Eleanor, wife, 52.
1869— Electa, wife of Marvin Ful
ler, 31.
1850 — Esther, wife of Gideon
Chapin, 63.
1887 — Patience Williams, 75.
1851 — Almira, wife of David
Mower, 36.
1866— Ann J.,wifeJ.C.Tupper,30.
1834— Alma, wife Jos. L. Cook, 31.
1869 — Maria, wife of Stephen
Northway, 63.
1837— Lydia, wife Warren Glid
den, 19.
1850— Eliza J. , wife, 34.
1836— Col. WiUiam Ross, 50.
1851- IraB. Keeler, 53.
1847— James A. Smith, 63.
1827— Sarah, wife, 44.
1869— Jacob Hall, 45.
1871— Sabrina S. Glidden, 31.

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very tastefully, and is the only redeeming feature in the
whole lot. Fire must have been allowed its way here in
clearing up the brambles, as many of the white stones are
black with smoke, so that one can hardly read the names.
In a few years more this place will be as if it had never
been. Where the Root district has its tombs on the Root road,
the sighing of the evergreens is in perfect harmony with
the repose and quiet around. This has been one of the
old burial-places of Clarendon, as will be seen by the names
given below, together with the year in which they died, and
age at death :
1853— Edwin P. Sanford, 65. 1833— Lyman Hammond, 64.
1853— Patience, his wife, 63. 1877— True Worthy Cook, 80.
1851— Acsha, wife E. G. Smith, 37. 1860— Sarah, wife Silas MUlard,58.
1834— Asahel Clark, 37. 1864— Susan, wife James M. Hol-
Lorena H. Davis, 86. lister, 67.
Levi Davis, 86, 1864— PoUy, wife Thomas Tur-
1859— James Dean, 68. ner, 87.
1845— Theodosia, wife, 49. 1866— Alinda, wife WiUiam Tur-
1844 — Sarah, wife James Rich- ner, 63.
ardson, 82. 1873— Catherine Hudson, 79.
1882— Curtis Cook, 80. 1859— Nathan Merrill, 73.
1870- Russell Munger, 80. 1863— Nant-y Merrill, 76.
1830— Deborah, wife Rev. Joseph 1881— Joshua S. Merrill, 90.
Avery, 80. 1870— Betsy, wife, 68.
1863— Seth Langdon, 77. 1832— Ciiauncey B. Bird, 78.
1863— Elizabeth, wife, 81. 1829— Lydia, wife Deacon Thos.
1859— Wm. N. Beckley, 31. Templeton, 39.
1850— David Beckley, 79. 1880— Nathan Root, 82.
1851— Jacob Andrus, 79. 1866— Sally Ann, wife, 58.
1838— Sally M.,wife Samuel L. 1856— PoUy. wife of Thomas T.
Nay, 27. Maine, 81.
1833— Hannah, wife Enoch And- 1875— Sylvia, wife of Thomas
rus, 20. Butcher, 73.
1839 — Electa A., wife of Erastus 1866 — Lemuel Cook, 107.
Clark, 19.
By taking the general average of the life of the persons
here entombed, it will be seen that they reach nearly sixty-
six years, which is certainly a high mark to arrive at, when
we consider that " the days of a man's life are three-score
years and ten," as the Psalmist said, long before Western

354 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
New York was dreamt of, even by Roman or Grecian ex
plorers. And this fact illustrates another truth, that the
early settlers of Clarendon were long livers, notwithstand
ing the pressure of large families, chill-fevers, hard fare,
and all the ills attendant upon the settlement of a new
country. Where the Brockport road intersects the (jounty Line
road to the east of the old Polly tavern, is another place
for mortality, which contains some of the former residents
of Clarendon. This spot is at present neglected and for
saken, and no graves have been dug here for years, the
style at present being to carry coffins either to Holley or
Brockport. The following is a list of names, date of death
and age of those interred here :
1857— Dan Polly, 71. 1865— Thomas Hood, 74.
1 868— Abigail, wife, 85. 1842— Dorothy, wife, 48.
Sarah, wife of Prosper 1848 — Ophelia, wife of Sidney O,
Polly, 84. Thomas, 39.
1843— Deacon Ebenezer Hill, 84. 1834— Lorana, wife of Charles A.
1827— Asa H. Hill, 40. Bennett, 34.
1847— Ebenezer B. Hill, 50. 1837— Nathaniel Warren, 39.
1849— Susan, wife. 46. 1861— PoUy, wife, 66.
1854— Benjamin Sheldon, 69. 1841— David Warren, 61.
1827— Benjamin Barber, 53. 1854— Hannah, wife, 69.
1863— Eleazur Warren, 73. 1836— Asaph Smith, 73.
1850— Sally A., wife, 56. 1833— Vienna, wife, 39.
1863— Sally, wife, 57. 1863— John French, 84.
1837— Abigail, wife of John War- 1854— Mary, wife, 72.
ren, 30.
The average life of the men whose bodies were borne here
for interment was a trifle over sixty-three years, while that
of the women reached fifty-nine, thus showing that the
weaker sex, in this instance, were nearly as tenacious of
staying on this side of Jordan as were their husbands and
acquaintances. And it is a well-settled statement, that
both sexes cling to the old hulk of mortality until the last
wave rolls over them, despite doctors and diseases, which
cannot change their time.
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355

road, is the old Christian graveyard. At present this has a
new fence, which improves the appearance generally, and if '
the sunken graves had head-stones we might be able to
give the names of many more who once helped to make
Clarendon what it is in this day of fine farms and fruitful
orchards.

Daniel Brackett, Sr., an old
Revolutionary soldier,
somewhere about 1826,
age not known.
1865— Daniel Brackett, 81.
1871— Lydia, wife, 86.
1841— Levi Brackett, 36.
Dennis Evarts, 76.
Susan Oman, wife, 75.
1869— Hypsey A., wife, 70.
1856— Horace FarweU, 40.
1855— Frances H., wife, 32.
1866— Hannah B., wife B. G. Pet
tengiU, 68.
1870— B. G. Pettengill, 74.
1879— Samuel Wetherbee, 78.
1828— Polly, wife, 20.
1862— Hannah, wife, 61.
1863— Joshua Coleman, 77.
1863— Esther, wife, 73.
1864— Conrad Mower, 65.
1874— Christina, wife, 74.
Martin Evarts, 61.
Louisa Evarts, 67.
1834— Eli Evarts, 61.
1848— Susannah, wite, 71.
1852— Nathaniel Huntoon, 67.
1864— Sarah, wife, 77.
1863— Lynds Lee, 46.
1852 — Wealthy, wife of Harrison
Curtis, 45.
1844^ Abner Hopkins, 64.
1843— Lydia, wife, 53.
1852— Hannah, wife Abner Hop
kins, Jr., 24.
1862— Sarah Jane, wife, 28.
1833— Seth Knowles, 70.
1886— Lucy, wife, 73.
1871— WiUiam Knowles, 71.
1864^John Millard, 68.
1855— Betsey, wife, 56.
1836— John Wetherbee, 84.

1868— Jacob Oman, 84.
1871— Amelia, wife, 87,
1844— Benjamin PettengiU, 83.
1848— Phebe, wife, 79.
1857 — Mary A., wife Benjamin
PettengUl, Jr., 49.
1855 — Remick Knowles, 59.
1879— Susannah, wife, 78.
1831 — Elder Jeremiah Gates, 58.
1880— PhUip Preston, 85.
1868— Sally, wife, 74.
1870— Lemuel Preston, 44.
1863 — Nancy, wife Elias Lawton.
66.
1878— Abraham W. Salsbury, 79.
1848— Mary, wite, 51.
1871— Lucinda P., wife, 66.
1881— George W. Baldwin, 59.
1860— Mary Eliza, wife, 35.
1865— Amos Palmer, 72.
1855 — Chloe, wife of Jeremiah
Palmer, 87.
1857 — Levi Preston, 74.
1833— Wealthy, wife, 55.
1840— Orrilla, wife, 43.
1843— Eldredge FarweU, 73.
1831— PoUy, wite, 39.
1872 — Samuel Knowles, 73.
1864— Eunice, wife, 61.
1846— Joseph Salsbury, 77.
1853— Phebe, wife, 81.
1865— Franklin Weiss, 35 ; killed
by Edward H. PettengiU.
1873— Reuben Bennett, 83.
1863 — Amos Wetherbee (sergeant),
died in battle.
1875— Hon. John M. Wetherbee, 36.
Jared Thomson, 65.
1833— Chauncey Hood, 39.
1866— James Myers, 71.
1831— Nathan Wickwire, 66.

356 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
This graveyard was laid out over sixty years ago, from
the land of Jerit Hopkins. The first fence was built of
rails and posts, by Zebulon Packard and Adam R. Hamil
ton ; the second fence was of hemlock boards, furnished by
Abner Hopkins ; the third was nailed by Benjamin G. Pet
tengill and Philip Preston; the fourth, as it now stands,
of timbers and wire, in 1888, by the Church society and
James Medill.
Horace Farwell, whose remains are here, was caught in
the drive-wheels of a locomotive, in 1856, at Albion, and
terribly mangled, and the Masons buried him.
We might enter the new cemetery at Holley and give the
names of many within, but we prefer to allow them the
privilege of being considered in a much finer spot than the
old burying-ground could furnish, and, therefore, pass them
by with a simple Requiescat in pace !

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CHAPTER XXL
CHIPS.
rpHE mason has his chips, the good housewife, in a
-*- wooden country, her chips, the worker in marble his
chips, the laborer in the great mental workshop all kinds of
thought-chips, beginning with the A of reasoning and end
ing with the Z of reflection, and in this history we have
found daily these chips accumulating in our pathway in
such a manner that we have been forced to brush them
aside for the hour, but will now collect them as best we
may in order that nothing valuable in information, either
of the grave or laughable, may be lost.
Clarendon has had some very strange characters, indi
viduals who have ever possessed native traits of being that
were particularly noticed. The rise and fall of political
parties, the rallying of her people to hear the different
expounders of the Word, the excitement over social mat
ters, the every-day hum and buzz of gossip peculiar to a
rural community, have all tended to make her known as a
wide-awake actor upon the stage of being. These are some
of the streams which we shall follow toward their source.
When the roads were dotted here and there with log-
cabins, and simplicity and originality walked hand in hand
unfettered by the tyranny of public opinion. Clarendon
was as a child, open and honest in her thought and action.
The latch-string was on the outside of the cabin door ; the
master or mistress happy to welcome the incoming guest,
and all understood those humble rules of politeness which
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358 HISTORY OP CLARENDON.
genuine hospitality that gives the guest the best the house
can afford ; that asks him or her to sit down at the table,
and, if away from home, remain over night, not in a half-
smiling, sneering way, but in that true and child-like
manner of welcome that can ever be understood by those
who open their eyes and minds.
From Asa Glidden's old log-house, on the Lusk road,
over to John Stevens', on the Barker road ; through the
woods to Horace Peck's or Sam Stevens' early home, on the
Byron road ; at Sam Knowles, in the confines of New
Guinea, when Isaac Swan was present; down at Stephen
Wyman's; at good John Millard's; by the Packard, Oman's,
Annis' or Hopkins' fire-places ; in the circle of the Bennett
homes, where the unbounded hospitality of the Milliken
mansion was hourly apparent ; at the Spafford, Warren,
Nelson, Wadsworth, French, Sweet, Sheldon and Petten
gill tables — all was common, and the soul of the guest and
host were in harmony.
How is it in 1888 ? Do we find the door open or glad
to swing, the heart and face wreathed in welcome and
smiles, the chair and table at our disposal ? Are we better
men and better women than our fathers and mothers ? Do
we do unto others as we wish they would do unto us ? or
has true love become a prisoner behind the bars of the dead
past ? The iron trip-hammer of fashion and selfishness has
long ago made dust-work of nobleness, generosity, hospi
tality and heart affection in the borders of Clarendon. WhO'
rides up and down the roads now to call upon the well with
a word of joy, and, at the bedside of the sick with a fac&
~lull of cheer, asks after their health and administers to
their comfort ? One may die now, and only the doctor ha&
the news. Who sits up with the children of disease? Our
mothers went from house to house in the black midnight,
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funeral the schools were ready, out of respect, to close their
doors. Where is the heart-meeting and the hand-shaking of the
stranger at c"hurch ? Now we must have an introduction.
Where the old tea-parties ? All, all have departed, the old
familiar faces !
Years ago, when David Sturges had given up the old
red store for his stone establishment, into its walls came
one Ephraim McAllister, who has now disappeared from his
old resorts. In this building he accumulated his ash, oak
and hickory, and here he made lumber-wagons out of sea
soned timber. A little boy, with yellow sun-bonnet over his
happy face and large brown ringlets, entered one morning
to call upon this framer of felloes and spokes. " I don't
know him from a girl " was the quick salutation, and, with
his big shears, he clipped those beautiful curls close to his
head, and left them among the chips and dust of his busi
ness. When some of the girls were at the bedside of the sick
in the stilly night, his face appeared like the ghost before
Hamlet, and if they did not shriek "Angels and ministers
of grace, defend us ! " they certainly turned deathly pale at
the sight. An Irish girl, in the blackness of the morning,
when her arms were buried in the froth of the wash-tub,
heard a gentle tapping at the window-pane, and looking up
she saw a face that at once made her scream " Holy Vir
gin ! " and flee to her mistress. Albion street and Holley
street beheld his running when, like Tam O'Shanter, the
witches, or some other host, was after him. The beautiful
acorn tree on the Byron road laid low its green branches
under his fatal stroke. But his hours of rest and conver
sation were the delight of children, and he has a large
corner in their hearts.
Commodore Elliott, who once had a butcher's stall in
London, often said that there were only three beautiful
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360 HISTORY OF CLARENDON.
a ship under full sail. Of a stingy man he would remark
that his pocket was made of hog-skin, every time a cent
came out it came out with a grunt.
Perly Ainsworth, who had the first tin-shop in the old
red store of David Sturges, made Mrs. D. F. St. John a tin
cullender in 1834, and the number of pumpkin-pies which
have had their origin in this vessel we will allow the boys
of the household to answer. How very precious beef must
have been in the Eldredge Farwell family in 1812, to have
cost in those days of barter five dollars and fifty cents for
one hundred pounds ! The fine houses of Walter T. Pet
tengill and. Georges Mathes are pleasant to look upon where
once George M. Copeland's orchard stood, on Brockport
street, but if David Sturges had not passed away under the
shadow of the grand maples he would have erected a man
sion much more elegant than either of these, and the roll
of his carriage- wheels would astonish the good people of
our day.
To have seen the first blacksmith pounding back of the
old stone shop, which was then a log smithy, on a huge
rock, would have made P. T. Barnum or Christy open wide
their eyes, and among the foxy politicians of 1888, the pen
cil-written ballots and Judge Farwell's stove-pipe hat for a
ballot-box would tickle the diaphragm of any Battery boy.
How did Judge Farwell's steam-pump work in those log
days ? And did Cynthia Sturges and the Lady Hamilton
have all the water they desired from the deep spring below
the old rocks ?
Where are the yellow-throated adders that once laid their
heads on the stones of the old mill-dam, when the lads
moved stealthily to haul them out from their holes ? The
minister no longer takes the candidates for baptism into
the waters just above, and these, as the water, have passed
away. What has become of the mill that Fobes once occu
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any for coffins, that would cost as high as ten or twenty-five
dollars when David Sturges was borne away ? Have the
old bureaus, of the Sturges and Pettengill homes, an exist
ence now, that he framed and were considered very elegant,
even as Haydin's ? Our harnesses look fine at the present,
but they were not stitched by Julius Royce, or passed over
by the Cook brothers.
The Methodist Church has no more the large poplar to
wave over the stranger, and one may listen in vain to hear
Brother Van Dyke as he prays, or the sweet music of the
flute, as Henry C. Martin played, or catch the low, soft
voices of those who loved to sing " Jesus, lover of my soul."
Wood-choppers may come and go, but who asks the boys
and girls about the Saviour, or tells them of that better
country where we all wish to go ? Does William Gibson
move over the Holley road on his way to church ? How
about the beautiful Mrs. Milliken, who was so glad to have
us come and, with George and William, enjoy the first
maple-sugar ?
The sap-bush is yet to be found in Clarendon, but the
happy days are gone forever. The island where we loved
to take our girls in boyhood days to pick wild strawberries
would not be known now by the oldest inhabitant, and the
paths we once trod have been passed over by the feet of
the destroyer. The grooved skates and the heel and toe-
straps have disappeared, and Church's meadow seldom hears
the merry shout, or Church's hill the crust-riding in the
sharp winter day. Knee-pants and button-shoes have
frozen the fun out of boys. The tavern barn still stands
with its doors inviting the stranger to enter, but the lads,
like Jennings, Foster, Turner and Maine, are not there to
take their hand at side-hold, back or square-hold, or just in
front of the hotel, with large stones, take one or three
jumps to determine who had the most spring; and the day
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of thrown-off coats and bloody noses, with black eyes, has
been sealed to never again open.
Take your place just above the village graveyard on elec
tion days, and watch Frank Phelps, John Crossett or Henry
Hooper, as they held their fast nags, while some one
mounted them to fly over the Clarendon Derby. What
waiting ! what expectation ! what anxious faces ! what
strange opinions and, often, betting ! Hark ! Now John
shouts " Go ! " and they do go, down the Byron road as if
" Sleepy David " was on the home-stretch. And then the
looks of defeat — the cheers — the bustle — the confusion and
the general scrub for the village — all this belongs to the
day when elections meant something besides bribery, and
money was not God.
Before Christmas or New Years' day, down in Benjamin
Copeland's meadow, some eighty rods away, would be placed
a turkey, tied down, while such men as Jones Peck, Alex
ander Miller and Morris Dewey would take their station in
the red shop near the creek and blaze away at the poor
turkey's head, while the lads would look on in silent ad
miration. But the soil long since drank up the victim's
blood, and many of the shooters have at last been shot by
death. To hear the sound of sweet song was ever pleasant
to the ear of the Clarendon gentry, and when William
Cook, Henry Vandenberg or Oliver Jenks met, some one in
the crowd would quickly say, " Now, boys, give us a song,''
and it would be given with that sweetness and force that
never can be forgotten.
The whole world loves to hear a good story, as all will
admit who know that " Robinson Crusoe " and the " Arab
ian Nights " have been published in all tongues. In the
old stone smithy the boys would collect on a vacation
Saturday to hear William H. Cooper tell of Napoleon and
his marshals, or the many strange incidents which had been
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Munchausen, he could be gratified by consulting Don
Annis, who was rarely excelled by D wight Goldsmith or the
Wandering Jew. As to lessons in science or the study of
the heavens, St. John had a ready stock of ideas, which
were ever as open to the public as an Irishman's cabin. In
the long winter evenings, around the old bar-room stove,
sat a crowd who were loaded down with the heavy experi
ences of this life, and religion, politics, love, racing, fight
ing, trading, cunning, betting, and all other human subjects,
were freely discussed, until the hand of Time was on the
hour that told them they must, though unwilling, adjourn
to their several homes.
On Holley street, where G. Henry Copeland holds posses
sion, was once the famous gun-shop of Morris Dewey. The
only difficulty in the enjoyment of his work was that one
must ever stand to the windward of his breath. Here were
to be found guns of all the muzzle patterns, with their
twist or plain barrels. He was an excellent workman, and
in Remington's would have been looked up to as a master
of the craft. But he has made his last piece, he has looked
at the sight for the last time, and the trigger of Time has
let fall the hammer of silence upon all his movements.
Near the noisy, plashing waters of the creek, on the hill
of Preston street, we took particular delight in watching
Philip Preston at the turning-lathe, and wondering how
he could make that so finely smooth which was once so
coarsely rough. His spindle has ceased its revolutions, and
he has been turned over to that old destroyer of elegant
humanity — Death. The bright light of the furnace fires,
where the masses of smelted iron were taken out in the
large ladle in the dingy shop just east of the mill lumber
yard, and the glow in the old Miller foundry, farther to the
east on Byron street, have all been banked, the molds
broken, the sand scattered and the fingers of many of the
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The most noted of all the Clarendon pettifoggers was
Job L. Potter, and he was very brave in his case if he knew
that the court would shield him from harm. Once upon a
time he was trying a case against Henry A. Pratt, the
Clarendon schoolmaster, before Ezekiel Hoag, Esq., one of
the ablest justices of the olden days. Job made some cut
ting remark that entered Pratt's soul, when he jumped up
and said : " Let me get at him ! I will lick him quicker
than hell can scorch a feather ! " Someone held Pratt, and
when Job saw this he replied: "Let him come! I am
ready for him ! " The old settlers ever loved to have law
suits, and wonld turn out in strong force when a case was
on the town calendar, which was generally a weekly court.
After the Sturges store was opened for this purpose by the
owner, George M. Copeland, this was a very convenient
place to hold these trials, and the amount of litigation was
without parallel in Western New York. Albion, Brock
port, Holley and other towns furnished their legal talent,
where until midnight the parties, and many others, would
wait to hear the verdict. Now a justice in Clarendon could
not afford to purchase Cowen's Treatise, depending upon
his cases to pay for the same. Men have become more
peaceable, and have not the sand in their spinal columns
which their fathers possessed, and now flght with their
mouths instead of opening the wallet.
Among the stone men, Billy Knowles, Lines Lee and D.
R. Bartlett have been the chief workers. The first two
worked from one end of the town 'to the other, until they
were at last mortared, graveled and sanded by Mother
Earth. The remaining one now takes with him Elias
Goodenough, Ferdinand Mowers, or John Gillis in his
labors, which are at present within the boundaries of the
modern Holley.
In the former days the boys loved to hear the loud anvil's
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bells ring at midnight, and the good citizens aroused out of
" balmy sleep " by all the noises peculiar to the morning of
July 4th. Once the author had the rim of his straw-hat
sent upward by an anvil ; and at another time a cannon
bursting nearly closed his smoky career. J. Alden Cope
land, and another youngster, while trying to determine
whether powder would explode in an old teacup, had his
face fllled with the material so that he jumped an old red
gate in Benjamin Copeland's barnyard, took a creek bath,
and then hied away for the old house at home as fast as his
muscles could carry him, there to be whitewashed for a
week or more with sweel oil and flour by Dr. William
S. Watson, now of New York.
Sidney Maine, one of the gallant Jack Tars of South
Clarendon, had a scramble with the Randolph crew, of
Brockport, and cleared the deck so suddenly that he was
enabled, by fair sailing, to reach his home port without
even losing a backstay, or being injured in the figure-head.
When Isaac Bennett kept the Clarendon Hotel, he had
the finest mail sleigh that has ever been on the course, and
Benny Crossett, in his fine mail coach, would make Holley
in fifteen minutes by the watch, up-hill and down-hill, three
miles away, and if Morris Dewey were on earth he could
tell how old Jack took five passengers to the cars one fine
morning in the old buggy that had low front wheels, and
high back ones, in the same space of time.
Somebody smelt a little gas under the Farwell mills, and
straightway an oil company was organized, the engine at
tached, and R. P. True sent down the drill for 700 feet,
when the croakers began to croak, and the hole is now cov
ered by chips and pumice. But they smelt gas and oil !
In the sounds of sweet music Clarendon has ever been at
the front, even from the old training days when such men
as Henry Crannel were ready to sound the call on the shrill
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Preston has kindly furnished the following list of the old
home band, which was the delight of the town some years
ago : Albert Turner, Guy Salsbury, Alexander Salsbury,
Alphonso D. Cook, Abram Frederick, Frederick Glidden,
George P. Preston, Theodore Stone, John N. Beckley and
Frank Storms. This band was an honor to Clarendon, and
should have been kept up for all time, as it discoursed ex
cellent music, and caused the hearts of many to rejoice. A
drum corps was organized some years ago, and George Lee
laid aside his coopering to give us the names: Charles
Cramer, leader and fifer ; Tom Lee, Ferdinand Mower,
Frank Foster, Emery Dexter, Henry Webster, Aden and
John Bowen, fifers. Drummers — Levant Jenkins, Lewis
Mathes, Ben Mathes, John Kidney, Robert Wilson, James
Josey, Will Mead, Shephard Foster, George Lee, Frank
West, Varnum Miller, and base, Vernon Mower ; John
Mansfield as drum-major. This corps has been one of the
best in Orleans County, and has won the admiration of all
listeners. The town, a number of years now gone, formed a base
ball nine, which played at Medina, Shelby, Albion, Bergen,
Byron, and many other places, with the best of success.
Their names, as furnished by George P. Preston, are as
follows :
Frank Mower, pitcher. Lyman Preston, left-fielder.
John Pike, catcher. Alex. C. Salsbury, right-fielder.
Simeon Glidden, first-base. James Day, center-fielder.
Lyman Nelson, second-base. Tom Barron, short-stop.
George P. Preston, third-base.
This original nine was in time dissolved, and other nines
have stepped to the front, playing with the Ninth Ward
Stars of Rochester, at Medina, Brockport, Holley, and
various other places, the different clubs returning the visits
at Clarendon, where the grounds have been north of Cope
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The Tuscarora Band of Indians have visited town on the
4th of July, and John N. Beckley of Rochester, John Cun-
neen of Albion, Rev. J. A. Copeland of Rochester, and
other orators, have addressed the multitude, either at Cope
land's Grove or on the Campus, near the stone church, and
the public for many miles distant have ever declared that
Clarendon can beat the state on this great day, in her fan
tastic parade, and general display of patriotism.
It must have been a very strange time when the wood-
sawyer, in the old Farwell mill, sawed the log with one leg
holding down the candlestick, or when Streeter, in 1818,
stood on his head on the ridge-board of Judge Farwell's
big barn, now standing on Woodruff aveuue.
Those interested in the silk manufacture would have been
pleased to have seen the silk-worms when they spun the
cocoons on the mulberry trees, which made a dress for Mrs.
Ira Phillips, and this in Clarendon about 1840, on land now
held by George Turner in the village. All this we owe to
Ira Phillips at that early day.
Emma Sturges, wife of T. E. G. Pettengill, of Washing
ton, informs us that Miss Baldwin, wife of Eldredge Far-
well, Jr., had the first piano in Clarendon, and that her
own melodeon had a piano frame.
The violinists of Clarendon at present are : Charles Dar
row, Dan Albert, Jay Northway, Corydon Northway and
Don Goodenough, who can keep up the old-time reputation
of Bishop, Fosters and Turner. Barney Goodenough was a
violin-maker, and his instruments had much sweetness of
tone and depth of melody.
Horace Peck, in 1817, set out one plum sprout on his
lands, on the Byron road.
While Col. Shubael Lewis was driving furiously on the
Byron road, Robert Crossett crossed the track and was no
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he had a flour-chest made by Solomon Gaines' father, east
of Pumpkin Hill, which Mrs. Stevens uses now, and is
sixty-six years old.
The Wilson stove, in 1834, had a pipe in the center, and
was three and one-half feet high, with two griddles, with
the oven in front, and only one tin to go in at a time, with
a copper boiler three feet high. The rotary stove had five
griddles, one large, three small, and one of a pint-basin
size. This stove had a crank to turn the top, a tin oven
with a reflector on top, which would hold five loaves of
bread. Old John Stevens' pocket-book, which he left to his son,
Samuel L., had four places for money — two for silver, and
two for bills — and was marked in large letters, " Constan
tinople ; " and Sam's pocketbook had two pockets, with six
memorandum leaves inside ; and Mrs. Stevens has them
both in her possession (1888). Samuel L. Stevens left his
wife a German thaler, date 1764, which his mother left him
at her death in 1844. Mrs. Stevens has the old chopping-
bowl of John Stevens, which he had when he first began to
keep house, made out of a black-ash knot, and over ninety
years of age, in which she still chops her meat for her good
mince pies ; also a cherry table with no leaves — oblong, and
made sixty-three years now fled. Sol Woodard hammered
out her hammer and tongs in 1828.
In 1844, the Millerites were all ready, in their night
gowns, to go aloft, and when the earthquake came, Daniel
Austin, as he saw his dear wife hold up her hands to ascend,
said very calmly : " Don't go yet, Sally ! " Perhaps he
wanted her to stay a little longer over here.
Mrs. Samuel L. Stevens rode twenty miles in a cutter in
the great snow-storm which began October 27, 1844, and
snowed three days, and one man on the Byron road was
buried, and found after the storm had passed away.
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that Sam Stevens could not draw, with his best teara, a
barrel of whisky up the hill, and four men turned out aud
carried it up on poles — a precious lift !
Mrs. Stevens r.emembers well the terrible flood which
nearly drowned Buffalo in 1844, when she was near Pen
dleton, in Niagara county, almost soaked through in the
distance of one-fourth of a mile.
Mrs. Hiram Ward was weaving the morning of the earth
quake of 1844, and her father in the cornfield thought the
shock of corn would tumble on him as the earthly shock
rolled under him.
In learning to trip " the light fantastic toe," Clarendon
had Carl Dickson as the first master, and Hadley of Roch
ester, showed the lads how to take a "pigeon- wing," or give
the " Highland Fling " to perfection ; and the best dancers
have been George McCrillis, Augustus and Gustavus St.
John, with Simeon Glidden.
The strongest Clarendon boy was Sickles Maine, and he
was a giant that must have had a muscle on him such as
Victor Hugo gave to Jean Valjean.
Adolphus Van Buren, John Manchester, and Jared
Thompson would not step aside for Kilrain, Sullivan or
Tom Hyer.
Oscar Sawyer, among the old school-boys, was as quick as
the Japanese Giant when someone wished to knock his pins
from under him, and it took a good man to lay Jacob Glid
den on his back.
Delos Piatt could write his name with skates when the
ice was like a molten looking-glass.
Lyman Nelson and Corydon Kelley could skip over
Clarendon soil like some Indian of the plains.
The old games of barn-ball base, hunt the gray, two-old,
three-old- and four-old-cat have gone out into the fun and
frolic of the past, while pom-pom pull-away, leap-frog,
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over, are laid away in memory's play-shop. Boys very sel
dom put the chips on each other's shoulders, and then dare
each other to knock them off ; and the absence of whipping
at school or at home has taken most of the sand out of
young Clarendon; and if another war should occur the
girls would take their places in the ranks, just as the white
man used the darkey in the lower regions. Boys hang
around the stores, shops and groceries now on cold days,
instead of courting the winter storm on Church's meadow,
or coasting on Church's hill, and their dear mothers are
making dudes of them as rapidly as fashion will allow.
When Elder Cornish had preached at the Christian
church six months acceptably, one morning, at the Confer
ence meeting, Daniel Austin very gravely arose and informed
the brethren that he had listened to Elder Cornish for six
months, and in all that time had heard him say nothing
about hell, and he hoped he would not hear any more such
sermons, and sat down. No notice was taken of these re
marks by the eider, but the next day, at a funeral of a young
girl, he preached this lower subject so vividly, and touched
Uncle Daniel, who was present, so forcibly upon his love
for the " Oh, be joyful," that he never again commented
upon the good elder's lack of hades-preaching. The after
noon after the funeral sermon, the elder came out where
Squire Pettengill was hewing timber, who said : " Elder,
you were quite fiery in your sermon this morning." "Yes,"
he replied, " I never preach hell unless I am full of hell
myself," which saying would be very applicable even now.
Elder H. S. Fish, of the Christian church, was a very
earnest worker, and, withal, a little unguarded when his
tongue took possession of his judgment. He had been for
some time holding evening meetings, and, after he had de
livered one of his most persuasive sermons, paused and
asked "all those who desired to start anew in the Christian
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waited a few moments, and none came. He then said they
would sing a verse, and he wanted all to come. The verse
was sung, but none came. He paused again, and then
asked if none of them wanted to go to heaven. No re
sponse ! Then he exclaimed, " Sit in your seats and go to
hell, then ! " and at once closed the meeting. The next
day the " Squire " met him as usual, and asked the Elder
if he did not think his closing was rather brash. "Well,"
he replied, " I was so mad I could not help it ! " and no
doubt the bad angels laughed in their spirits on both
occasions. Edwin P. Sanford, of the Root road, was one time work
ing with old Lemuel Cook, of Revolutionary fame, and he
was, as usual, telling his great exploits, to kill time. He
said that he was the father of seven sons, and he did not
believe that any one knew of another such family. San
ford, in his stammering way, replied, "Heh-a-d r-e-a-d of
j-u-s-t s-u-c-h a f-f-amily ! " and when pressed to give
the name, he said, " It w-w-as M-m-ary M-m-agdalene,"
and that turned the laugh on old liomuel with a general
roar. In the old tavern days there were many incidents which
occurred when the laugh went round. Ezekiel Hoag was
complaining at one time of the many trials and troubles
which he encountered in this life, in the presence of Philip
Angevine, who was the landlord. Angevine replied to
Hoag, " Hoag, you should walk in the path of rectitude
and virtue, and then you won't have any trouble. Hoag,
step in my track ! " Hoag straightened himself up and
said, very gravely, " Angevine, make a track ; I never knew
you to make one in my life ! " Some one was going from
Clarendon to Michigan, and each one was telling the indi
vidual that if he saw auy one that he knew to tell that
person of their several situations in life. Hoag, who was
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body that knows rae, tell him that I am in easy circum
stances." Jimmy Bowles and Jared Thompson, having had
a glass or two, fell into a dispute, which resulted in blows,
when Jimray had Jared in the corner foul. After they were
separated, Jared said, "Jimmy, I could have knocked you
into hell in a moment if I had wanted to ! " " I know
it," said Jimmy, "but I did not want to go." Martin
Dewey and Hoag had been out hunting with the boys in
the green-corn time, and, returning to Levi Preston's, on
the Barre road, had a roast. After the corn had been
eaten, Dewey and Hoag bet the liquor as to who could hit
a mark the nearest to the center. In the meantime,
Dewey had stopped the air-hole next to the pan, and then
stepped forward and made his shot. Hoag walked up, took
his old musket, aimed very deliberately, and there was only
a flash in the pan. "Well! well! "said Hoag, "I never
saw the likes of this. I have lost, and we will try it
again." Both flred, and Hoag had again the same flash,
without any explosion, and, full of astonishment, he raised
the pan and saw the wooden plug, which ended his wonder,
and all adjourned to the old tavern to receive the wager.
In 1826, a vote was taken at a town meeting that a fine
of fifty cents be imposed upon any farmer who would allow
Canada thistles or Tory weed to grow on his farm. In the
same year constable and collector were placed on one ticket.
In 1839, one hundred dollars was raised as a bounty on
crows, at one shilling a head. In 1841, thirty dollars for
bridges and roads. In 1842, two hundred dollars for
schools. In 1843, one hundred dollars for schools and
fifty dollars for roads and bridges. In 1844, two hun
dred dollars for schools. In 1846, six dollars and seventy-
five cents out of the poor fund for bridges and roads and
two hundred dollars for schools. In 1845-47-48, two
hundred dollars each year for schools. In 1852, sixteen
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bridges ; path-masters were made fence-viewers ; swine, at
large, fifty cents fine ; lawful fences, four and one-half feet
high ; no cattle, sheep or hogs at large from November 1st
until April 1st, fine one dollar, within half a mile of any
store, mill or distillery ; twenty-five dollars for standard of
weights and measures ; ten dollars for procuring a map of
Clarendon ; one hundred dollars for schools ; four ballot
boxes and four tickets, viz., supervisor and town clerk, one
ticket ; assessors, commissioners and overseers of poor on
the second ticket ; collector and constable on the third
ticket, and commissioners and inspectors of schools on the
fourth ticket, and that a poll-list be kept. These resolu
tions, as above given, were passed at town meetings in 1821
and 1822. In 1828, the record of weights and raeasures
was made as follows : One-half bushel, one peck measure,
one four-quart measure, one two-quart measure, one quart,
one pint, one gill, one scale and balance, one weight of
fifty-six pounds, one of twenty-eight pounds, one of four
teen pounds, one of seven, one of four, one of two, one of
one, one of one-half, one of one-quarter, one of two
ounces, one of one ounce and one of one-half ounce, all of
which were recorded May 4, 1828. In 1831, that the col
lector shall have five cents on each dollar; that all neat
cattle shall be free commoners, and that every man shall
keep a good fence. In 1835, that the town clerk be author
ized to purchase such blank books as may be necessary for
Clarendon ; that the suit against Daniel Brackett be pushed
by the supervisor if thought advisable by counsel. In
1838, that horned cattle run as free commoners from May
1st to November 1st. From 1821 to 1835 one thousand
and seventy-six dollars were appropriated for schools and
fifty dollars for the poor. This demonstrates that the poor
were very few and self-supporting generally, whereas the
town poor of 1888 cost the town about two hundred
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snug sum of nine hundred dollars, from which a very in
structive lesson may be learned if figures do not lie.
In the old days the owners of stock had private marks,
by which they could tell their own, and these were recorded
by the town clerk. This was called the ear-mark record,
and the shape of the mark was entered on the book.
William Lewis had a slit in each ear of his stock ; Stephen
Martin a half-penny on the under side of the right ear ;
William Dudley, a half-penny on the under side of the left
and right ears ; Chauncey Robinson, a half-penny under the
left ear and a slit in the same ; Benjamin Thomas, a swal
low fork in the left ear and a slit in the right ; Noah
Sweet, a square cross off the left and a half -penny under the
right ear ; Cyrus Coy, a slanting cross off the upper side of
the right ear; Anson Bunnell, a slit in left ear; William
Tousley, a hole through the right ear; Eldredge Farwell,
a half cross off the under side of each ear ; Seth Knowles,
a tenant on left ear ; Abner Hopkins, a square cross off the
left ear and a hole through the right ; Chauncey Hood, a
square cross off the left ear ; John French, a swallow fork
in the right ear and a half cross under the left. These are
a few of the ear-marks, which we have given to show the
custom of our fathers.
In 1821, the first year of Clarendon, the town was di
vided into twenty-seven road districts with twenty-seven
overseers, as follows :
No. 1 — William Phillips, near the Polly tavern.
No. 2 — Nathaniel Huntoon, at N. B. Darrow's.
No. 3 — Isaac Cady, on Hulberton road.
No. 4 — Enos Dodge, at John Church's.
No. 5 — Michael Spencer, on Taylor road.
No. 6 — David Sturges, on Byron street.
No. 7 — Alexander Annis, on the Barre road
No. 8 — Ezekiel Lee, at Honest Hill.
No. 9 — Jared L. Cook, Lusk road.
No. 10 — John Miller, Warren road.
No. 11 — Noah Sweet, Templeton road.
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No. 13— Lemuel Pratt, Webster road.
No. 14 — Jacob Oman, Millard road.
No. 15 — Elias Palmer, Milliken road.
No. 16 — John Stedman, West Glidden road.
No. 17 — Peter Drouns, Butterfield road.
No. 18 — James A. Smith, West Glidden road.
No. 19 — Ira Lucas, at Lucas & Curtis' mills.
No. 30 — Simeon Glidden, Matson road.
No. 31 — Cyrus Coy, at Robinson school-house.
No. 33 — Enoch Belcher, Reed road.
No. 23 — Henry Jones, Wyman road.
No. 24 — Asdel Nay, Ward road.
No. 25 — Asahel Clark, Root road.
No. 26 — Zebulon Packard, Packard road.
No. 27 — Chauncey Gould, Taylor road.
Eldredge Farwell had the highest tax of fifteen days in
the "Mills" this year, and Dan Polly and Benjamin
Thomas ten days each, and John Cone, fourteen days ;
Joseph Sturges and Seth Knowles, ten each ; Abner Hop
kins, Elizur Warren, David Church, Linus Peck, Shubael
Lewis, John Stephens. Asa Glidden, Cyrus Hood, James
Cornwell and James A. Smith had eight days each ; Elias
Palmer, ten days ; Chauncey Robinson, twelve days, and
William Lewis, nine days ; Noah Sweet had sixteen days
in his two lots purchase.
It will be observed that outside of the village the
wealth of the town was to the south and east, and the
same rule holds in 1888. In 1829, David Sturges had
twenty-nine days, as against five days in 1821, and Eld
redge Farwell had twenty-seven days second in order on
the tax-roll. Dan Polly had fifteen days and John Cone
nineteen days. Some of the first on the list of 1821 were
tending to the last in 1829, and some of the last in that
year were rapidly climbing to be the first in 1831, and so
rolls the world away.
In the list of 1835 there were forty-four overseers, who
embraced the following :
Dan PoUy, Ephraim Fletcher, Stephen Wyman, Jr. ,
David Sturges, Helon Babcock, Stephen Wyman, Sr.,
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John Church,
Leonard Gillett,
Daniel Green,
Abner Hopkins,
Simeon Howard,
Jason A. Sheldon,
David Warren,
John Abrams,
Harley Hood,
Caleb Hallock,
James Preston,

WiUiam Sheldon,
Alpheus Curtis,
Calvin C. Patterson,
Cyrus Coy,
Elijah Ainsworth,
Jacob Glidden,
Ira Richmond,
Nathan Merrill,
Amos Cady,
Horace Richardson,
Aaron Rand,

Charles A. Bennett,
Manning Packard,
Philip Inman,
Elijah L. Williams,
Horatio Reed,
Cyrus Hull,
Alexander Annis,
Samuel Miller,
Samuel L, Stevens,
Eli Beardsley,
Charles Burns.

Not one of these, to our knowledge, is now on this
whirling globe of time, and in fifty-three years they have
been rowed over that river by the silent Charon who never
brings back any of his passengers. And it is a sad thought
that the faces we have ever loved to look upon must give
us their last appearance, that the bright eyelights must
go out in darkness, the deep rich tones of the silver chord
be loosed forever, the golden bowl of storied intelligence
be rudely broken, the hands drop down silently and the
feet no longer hasten at our coming ! But we shall meet
beyond Clarendon !
David Forbush, whom we have mentioned as living both
on the Byron road and on the Tousley road, had a stomach
like an alderman and a voice like a woman. At one of
the New Guinea prayer-meetings old William Holt was
present with a goodly company of brethren and sisters,
Forbush among the number. Forbush prayed thus :
" Brethren and sisters, I had a beautiful dream last night ;
I thought I went to heaven and saw Jesus Christ sitting
on a great white throne, with a great multitude of angels
all about him. By crackey ! I would give fifty dollars if
I could only have the same dream again to-night." Old
Holt, who had his gray head buried in his hands, and
supposing the voice of Forbush to be one of the women
present, cried oui, "God bless that sister!" Whether he
discovered his mistake before the meeting adjourned we
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the public ear. When Forbush wished to whip his boy
Milo, he would say, " Milo ! Milo ! come here and see what
a pretty little bird I have got," and if Milo was caught
give him a good thrashing.
When Abraham Lincoln was president, during the war,
Abraham W. Salsbury and Benjamin G. Pettengill visited
Washington, and, wishing to see the president, attended
the same church and at the close stationed themselves at
the door. When Mr. Lincoln passed by, Salsbury placed
himself in the way, with Pettengill, and said : " Mr. Lin
coln, my name is Salsbury, and this is Squire Pettengill,
and we are from Clarendon ! "
Daniel Brackett was a cross man to his children, and
if one of them failed to move as he wished, the toe of
his boot was generally ready to assist. When the great
fall of aerolites took place he became very good, and was
ready to pray with his children for about the space of
three days, until he became convinced that the world was
not on the eve of dissolution. Then, like some storm-
escaped passenger, his true nature returned, and he became
as ferocious as ever. One of his boys happening to dis
please him on the fourth day, he gave him an old-
fashioned kick, and the lad said to his uncle, "I wish the
stars would fall again ! " This story teaches that affected
kindness springs from fear and not from genuine love in
instances of this character. If the kicker could have been
kicked by some one larger than himself he would have then
realized the force of the punishment. ,
When the Fullers kept the hotel at Mudville, some party
had raised a pole to illustrate their feelings in relation to
Morgan. When the father and son returned home they at
once chopped down this pole, which stood just in front of
the inn. Jacob Oman, hfearing the blows of the axe, ran
down from his home very quickly, and said to bis son Jacob,
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the way he took him very soon made the gray-haired fighter
to cry out, " Take him off, take him off ! " as loud as he
could bawl. Soon after another pole was raised by the
Oman's faction, when Whipple, of Barre, took Reuben
Bennett, who had thrown his arms about the pole to pre
vent its cutting, and tore his shirt nearly from his body
before he would release his grasp. Alexander Annis stood
in the line of the falling pole and dared any one to cut it
down. When it fell it brushed very closely to his head,
and Whipple asked old Jake Omans what he had to say
about it. He could only snarl and walk away growling.
Among the noble women of Clarendon we love to par
ticularly raention Mrs. Eldredge Farwell, now of Holley,
the mother of Ellen, Gertrude, Susan, Florence, Fowler
and Horace Farwell, embracing one of the best families in
the Empire State. Mrs. Farwell is at present over seventy
years of age, and is a leading member of the Chautauqua
literary circle — a beautiful woman in person, mind, heart
and soul ; one of the few in this life who, when they pass
away, are missed as we would the snuffing out of a celestial
orb. Jimray Bowles was at one time complaining of too much
water in the whisky he drank, and one of the leading citi
zens remarked : " Why, Jimmy, I should think this would
please you, as you will not get drunk on such liquor."
" No, it don't," said Jimmy. " I only get flfty cents a day,
and when the whisky is good I can get full on six cents,
at three cents a drink, and take home three shillings and"
sixpence for my faraily. But when the whisky is watered,
it takes three shillings and sixpence to get drunk, and I only
have sixpence to carry home, and I go there bloated up with
water." Jimmy was a wise philosopher.
In the love of literature. Judge Farwell, Benjamin Cope
land, George M. Copeland, Daniel P. St. John, Henry Cran
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and Manning Packard have ever evinced their love for
books, the best friends that man has upon this earth, while
among the younger class we would name James McOrilHs,
S. Herbert Copeland, Winfleld Ward, Frank Foster and
Albert Church. A literary club would be well appreciated
in Clarendon, if properly organized.
In a country village, some persons love to hear all the
news, and are never satisfied until they have opened the
doors of their houses, and as soon as possible opened the
doors of their mouths into some neighbor's ear, especially
if the news be bad, or someone is falling in the race of life,
or dying, or dead. When Mrs. Jared Thompson moved
away, it was said of her that she had all the news of the
village and country, and yet never said one evil thing about
anyone. She was a very remarkable woman, and always
had a whole army of" Tabbies about her home.
As special admirers of style and speed in the stately step
ping steed, we can mention Lewis Patterson, Martin V.
Foster and Lyman Preston, of the village; C. H. Chace,
on the Holley road ; George Taylor, on the Taylor road ;
William Lyman, on the Butterfield road ; Daniel Barker,
on the Barker road ; Nathan R. Merrill and Charles Tins-
, ley, on the Byron road ; Edgar Stevens, on the Stevens
road ; Edwin Babbage, on the Wyman road ; David Bridge-
man, on the Milliken road, and Anson Salsbury, on the
Hulberton road.
Away back in the old Revolutionary days, the good
mothers were quite often left alone and unprotected in
the wilderness. This was the case with Mrs. Daniel Brack
ett, whose husband was in the field fighting the British.
A party of Indians came around the old log-house one
night, set up their war-whoop, and did their best to enter
the cabin. The old Dutch fireplace was in full blast, and
one of the braves thought he would jump down the chim
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a feather bed, and gave the Indian a crack with the poker
which settled him.
The following descriptive rhyme was given us by Mrs.
D. F. St. John, which she had preserved since that day
among her school-rolls :
On Clarendon Village.
Since poetry is my design,
I thought I'd write you a few lines
About this village, all so neat.
Because it is bold Clarendon's seat.
'Tis first I'll tell you its bounds :
A hill most part of it surrounds.
To see the ground's majestic grace.
Yourself upon this hill must place.
This hill is oft a favorite walk
For people who delight to talk.
They leave the gay and sportive throng
Of noisy boys that play along.
Of the suburbs next I shall treat :
The streets irregular, though neat.
Two stores in this place you'll find.
And dwelling-houses of every kind.
A church you'll find in Scio street.
Where all good people love to meet ;
A steeple high as need to be —
If you're observing you will see.
The taverns I have not mentioned yet.
Although I shall not them forget.
There are two taverns, as you may tell.
And one is called Clarendon Hotel.
Besides, some blacksmith-shops around
To cheer the village with the sound.
Two schools, which much do vary,
And one is called Clarendon Seminary.
Two shoemaker-shops besides —
And a doctor that does electrize.
A tailor-shop, as you do see.
Likewise a little grocery.
Besides, there is an ancient mill
That stands on yonder distant hill.
And it grinds the wheat
For the Clarendon men to eat.
Composed by J. W. Glidden.
H. W. Merrill Inst., January 19, 1836.
" Life's gayest scenes speak man's mortality."

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There was a very poor old woman, who was in the habit
of traveling around the country, and when she came to
Clarendon, made Mrs. Laura A. Copeland a special call,
and was a guest in every sense of the word. The author
remonstrated with the mother as to these visits, but she
rebuked him by saying: "Be not forgetful to entertain
strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels una
wares." "But," said David, "I don't believe God sends
angels looking so bad as this woman." This argument
never drove the needy from our door.
Eldredge Farwell, wishing to inspect the old log school
just below W. H. H. Goff, rode up in front of the door,
when the teacher went out of the back door, and ran into
the woods very near by. In came the judge, and asked for
the master. Horace Peck told him that he had ran into
the woods. "Well, then," said the judge, "you call the
scholars up, and I will inspect thera." Horace did so, and
when the judge had left the teacher came sneaking in again,
and took charge of affairs.
One of the earliest surveys for the Erie Canal was made
through Clarendon, and Mrs. Samuel L. Stevens can re
member of the surveyors sticking their stakes in her
orchard, on the Stevens road. The hills and bluffs at this
point would have made Clarendon the Lockport between
Buffalo and Albany, a much more direct line than the one
finally adopted by the outlayers of this grand work. But
the rocks of Clarendon were too heavy for the moneyed inen
of that pioneer day.
Ira G. Cole, and Nerville, his son, have built, since 1866,
in Holley and vicinity, more houses than any other two
carpenters in this section. They have erected the finest
houses in this portion of New York, and their buildings
are on every street, and of the most modern style of archi
tecture. One fine point in the work of these contractors is,
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until the work is completed. They can ask for no other
memorial than their buildings to perpetuate their name.
According to Michael Murphy, his lime-kiln, np to De
cember, 1888, sold 22,000 bushels of lime, and the fires are
still burning, and will all winter, if the season permits.
For one year this is an excellent showing, and some idea
can be formed of the value of" this product when we figure
the price of twenty cents at the kiln, and twenty-five cents
a bushel when delivered ; and this requires teams daily to
supply the demand, which is increasing yearly, demon
strating that Clarendon has a mine of wealth in lime.
When the "General Roll" is called, the books opened,
we earnestly hope that Clarendon may be found with her
history, like the moon in the Indian skies, increasing in
glory as she travels the grand highway of eternity.

Finis.