Sunday, March 29, 2020

Threshing Oats: An Affidavit


Threshing Oats:  An Affidavit         
by Alan Bensley Borer

            
Life in Marion County, Ohio, in the 1840s was challenging to say the least.  Although no longer in the frontier stage of development, it was far from being cosmopolitan either.  With an 1840 population of only 18,352, it was the home of first generation settlers, farmers, and artisans.  And if the farmer died before the crops could be harvested, some provision must be made to harvest them.  The farmer’s estate could not be settled if valuable farm products were in the field or unprocessed.  The estate would run the farm, at least until it was settled.  And the mechanisms of law were in place to see that they were.
            Christopher Gunn was a hard-working man.  With a wife and two small children, he needed to watch every penny and collect every debt, no matter how small.  On November 8, 1843, Gunn spent the day threshing oats, a physically exhausting job.  Threshing machinery was in its infancy, and Gunn may have threshed by using a flail.  Comprised of a long pole jointed to a short stick, the flail separated the oats from their stalk by more or less whipping them steadily.  Imagine working from sunup to sundown at such a task.  Gunn’s pay for his efforts was $1.00.

            The oats were owned by the estate of one Henry Cope.  Mr. Cope owned 40 acres of land in Marion County.  We do not know exactly when he died, but it was after 1838, the last year the county collected property tax from him.  Estates can be tied up in court for years, but for whatever reason, the Cope estate failed to pay Christian Gunn for that day of threshing oats.
            After fourteen months of waiting, Christian Gunn went before Justice of the Peace Curtis Allen and swore an affidavit, which stated in part, that he had proof of the work completed because he made a note of it in his “account Book.”  This suggests that the estate was waiting for documented proof the Gunn actually spent the day threshing, and that his request for payment was not simply hearsay.  Or perhaps the estate wanted further proof; Cope was not paid his dollar until November 28, 1848.  Whether it was a question of proof, evidence, or red tape is unknown.
            Some literate farmers of the nineteenth century kept copious records.  Diaries, ledgers, and account books chronicle the ups and downs of period farm life.  In 1917, the federal Department of Agriculture even published a bulletin encouraging farmers and farms to keep notes and fiscal accounts, both for recordkeeping and memories:
“Aside from all the strictly business items, there are daily notes of personal interest, of plans and ambitions, and of neighborhood happenings, which in themselves make a valuable record.  Thus the value of these diaries to him lies not only in the practical farm accounts, but in the pleasures of reminiscence he derives from reading their pages.”[i]
The surviving examples of these written records have performed one other service, in that they have made it possible to reconstruct parts of the agrarian past.  Gunn used his account book to certify when and where he did a job of work.
            As noted, Christian Gunn finally received his dollar for threshing oats.  Later in life, he moved his family to Williamsport, Indiana.  Later in life, census takers described him as a farmer, so he may have owned land of his own. “Mr. Gunn has been a resident of this county for many years and is well known throughout this section,” his 1891 obituary stated.  At the end, he may not have remembered that day In November of ’43 threshing oats for Henry Cope’s estate.  But his account book, or at least part of its contents, survive in the affidavit.  I in turn used the affidavit to recreate a chilly November day on a Marion County farm.


[i] E. H. Thomson, The Use of a Diary for Farm Accounts (Farmers’ Bulletin 782), (Washington: United States Department of Agriculture, 1917), p. 3.

Saturday, March 28, 2020

Napoleon (Ohio) Faced Smallpox in 1924




Napoleon (Ohio) Faced Smallpox in 1924                                                       by Alan Borer

        

            The COVID-19 outbreak has caused disruptions all over the world.  Such is the very definition of pandemic, an epidemic that is widespread enough to be felt in many countries.  My grandmother told stories of the “Spanish flu” pandemic of 1918-19; her whole family recovered, but the village doctor succumbed.  Typhoid, bubonic plague, and cholera killed millions over the centuries.  Other diseases have claimed large numbers, but have done it more haphazardly.

            One small outbreak of smallpox occurred in Northwest Ohio in 1924.  Smallpox, a disease which caused large blisters and sores on the skin, was often but not always fatal, but left disfiguring scars on the skin.  Treatments were being tested for smallpox as early as the late eighteenth century.  Edward Jenner developed a workable vaccine in 1796.  But smallpox remained a public health concern well into the twentieth century.

            In March of 1924, a man named Byron Linthicum, living on Phillips Avenue in Toledo, received a letter from his mother Fannie in Liberty Township near Napoleon in Henry County.  She and her husband J. Giles Linthicum were heads of a hard-working farm family.  In a surviving letter, Fannie stated that they had baled hay, probably left over from the previous season.  She then mentioned a possibly alarming bit of news:

“….they are exposed to Smallpox carried right to their house  -  don’t stop too long in Napoleon when you come Saturday.  Smallpox is thick but no one is quarantined  -  only the sick.  They have School & Shows going full blast…”

            Mrs. Linthicum was not just repeating gossip.  Although it did not reach the numbers or geographic spread of a pandemic, there was definitely smallpox making the rounds.  For example, this news article appeared in the Lima News on June 15 of that year:
“Smallpox Outbreak is Reported in Vicinity

Henry Eickholt, undertaker of Ottoville, is the first victim of the disease in Putnam-co. He was employed in Toledo and embalmed the body of a child who died there from the disease.
He was attacked in the most virulent from [sic] the death ensued after a week. The body was buried in Ottoville within 24 hours after death.”

Smallpox was common in Detroit that same summer:

During the first six months of 1924, 3,999 cases of smallpox were reported in Michigan, of which 1,532 were in Detroit. From Jan. 1 to May 30, there were 106 deaths from smallpox in Detroit and 27 in the rest of the State.  [Time Magazine, July 21, 1924]

The twin cities of Minneapolis-St. Paul in Minnesota experienced a very aggressive outbreak:

…. a report issued in 1925 by the Minnesota Department of Health, describes the state's worst smallpox epidemic, which raged from 1924-1925. Before the outbreak ended in August, 1925, 4,041 people were stricken with smallpox and 504 died.  [http://news.minnesota.publicradio.org/features/200111/26_losurem_smallpox/history.shtml]
            The 1925 smallpox cases did not add up to a pandemic, or even an epidemic.  Officials in Minnesota traced, they thought, their cases to a man in Ontario, Canada.  But in Ohio, only scattered cases developed.  Fannie Linthicum need not have worried, as she lived to be 74 and saw many grandchildren in her time.

            Smallpox was finally eradicated in 1979 and no longer occurs in nature.  A few samples are held by the CDC in Atlanta, Georgia; a few more are kept by the Russian government the city of Koltsovo. They are held (we hope) for research purposes.  As we all have just witnessed in COVID-19, viruses are nothing if not dangerous!

Saturday, March 7, 2020

Civil War Interrupts a Courtship


Civil War Interrupts a Courtship                            by Alan Borer


            Albert Einstein, who was a pacifist, once said, “Older men start wars, but younger men fight them.“  During the bloody Civil War of 1861-65, Ohio found many soldiers from men in the middle.  Too old to spend years on the battlefield, men in their thirties and forties could sign on as “hundred day volunteers,” serving in the Union Army as prison guards, in transport units, and surveillance.  At the end of their hundred days, they would get a bonus payment, an eventual soldier’s pension, and be able to march in Fourth of July parades with heads held high.

            Not every hundred day volunteer was middle aged. W. L. Mallow (1843-1911) of New Holland, Ohio, in Pickaway County was 29 when he headed north to join the army.  Mallow was a farmer most of his life, and never moved far from his hometown.  But in September of 1862, he did come north to Lima, and tried to enlist in the army.  For whatever reason, he had to wait until 1864, when he enlisted as a hundred day volunteer.  He served his time, then moved back to New Lisbon.  The reason he may have remembered greatest his trip to Lima made on him was that it seems to have interrupted a budding romance.  This is his story.

             Mallow lived an uneventful life until the start of the war, uneventful as far as printed records go.  We do know that around 1862 he took an interest in a girl named Margaret Kearney (or Kerney) who lived in the neighborhood.  Maggie, as she was known, was the daughter of an Irish immigrant, and was eighteen in 1862.  A letter survives from Mallow to his (potential?) sweetheart, with its nineteenth century mix of stilted English and rough spelling.  Part of it goes thusly:
Ever since I first caught the smiles and glance of affection that rested upon your brow – but yet Experience in courtship recalls the past night when our hearts could palpitate in pure amity – simultaneous – but the time when I last kissed your Blooming cheeks that is dampled [sic] with the hues of life – and bid thee farewell
But after reporting this memory, Mallow went on to say that he was answering the call of the soldier:
As the excitement and perils of our country has almost caused me to forget you . . . .  if I never again meet you in your own land – but if I must be stricken to the blood stained field as the spark  that smitten steel – may we meet in the Land beyond this vale of sorrow.  I am enjoying good health and I hope you are enjoying the same health.  I must close my scribbling for I am pledged so with the boys   give my compliments to all the girls – and my Remember me.  W. L. Mallow Camp Lima Allen co Ohio
 By the time Mallow had sent this guardedly passionate letter, he had gone north to Lima, and the nearest Union recruiting station.  “The Organization of new regiments began July 7,” in response to a call from Governor David Tod on July 7, 1862.  Among the camps established by his General Order number 18, Toledo, Cleveland, Mansfield and Lima were established to receive, train, and mobilize fresh recruits.  “Camp Lima was sited on 15 acres of high ground south of town. . . . near the old Hindell Mill, along the Shawnee Road across the Ottawa River.” 
The camp opened on August 6, 1862, but was not fully provisioned.  Lima citizens were called on for blankets and other hospital supplies.  One witness, however, reported that  the “health of the Camp is said to be first rate,” and that sanitation was excellent.  About 1600 men called Camp Lima home during the month of August.  When soldiers left for the fighting, they moved south by railroad.[i]
But despite William Mallow’s presence at Camp Lima that summer of ’62, he did not join the army and face the “perils” at that time.  At 29, he may have already been past prime enlistment age.  Or he may have been sick at the time the units were formed.  In any event, he headed back to New Holland, and bided his time.
Less than two years later, on May 8, 1864, W. L. Mallow enlisted in the 149th Ohio Volunteer Infantry, a hundred days company. This time he traveled south to Camp Dennison, near Cincinnati, and after being outfitted, was sent to Baltimore, Maryland.  His unit did guard duty in and around Baltimore, and unlike some hundred day men, was under fire several times, notably at the battles of Monocacy Junction (Maryland, July 9), and Berryville (Virginia, August 13).  Their hundred days being finished, they were mustered out of the army on August 30, 1864.  Four of Mallow’s comrades died in battle, and a wretched 38 more died of “disease.”
The reader may be thinking that Private Mallow went home, married his Irish girl, and lived happily after.  Mallow did marry on June 20, 1867, but to a woman named Zilpha A. Thomas.  They lived several years in Ross County, but in retirement the couple came back to New Holland.  There is no record of their ever having children.  Zipha died first in 1910, then William in 1911.  The coroner noted on his death certificate that he died of “exhaustion from an inability to take food.”[ii]  Of Maggie Kearney there is no further trace.

I read many old letters in my work.  Letters about war, work, births and deaths; all are fair game for the historian who wants to recreate lives long past.  Occasionally, I stumble across a letter about a love affair.  Those are a bit touchy; certainly I do not want to expose anyone’s descendants to embarrassment or expose secrets that belong to private families.  But all the characters in this tiny opera are dead more than a hundred years, and the story of William Mallow has some interesting highlights.  Lessons, if any, may be drawn by the reader.

 


Toledo Company Sells the “Ediphone”


   [An Ediphone of the 1930s / courtesy of The Henry Ford, Dearborn, MI]

Toledo Company Sells The “Ediphone”                                                        by Alan Borer

Thomas Edison (1847-1931) is a sort of folk hero for the age of technology.  Holder of over 1000 patents, his inventions 
revolutionized the world.  Partially deaf and only a fair 
businessman, Edison can take credit for the electric light, 
the phonograph, the motion picture, the storage battery, the stock 
ticker, and many more.  Overall, Edison is probably best 
remembered as the inventor of “research and development,” the 
practice breaking down bits and pieces of technological wants and 
needs and assigning them to small teams.  He moved inventing 
from the loaner working in his solitary attic, to the modern 
efficient team of technicians.
           Edison was born in Milan, Ohio, south of Sandusky, before moving to Port Huron, Michigan as a boy, later starting his production facility in New Jersey.  But besides being an Ohio native, Edison has a link to Toledo through his invention of a dictating machine and a chain of stores to sell it, one of which was on Jefferson Avenue.  A nationally known brand, the “Ediphone” borrowed technology from his early phonograph patents.  The Toledo area branch still exists, and we will tell some of the story here.
            When Thomas Edison invented recorded sound in 1877, the sound was “captured” by a stylus attached to a vibrating membrane that cut grooves on a cylinder.  Another stylus could reproduce the sound by “reading” the grooves, or reproducing the tracks made by the first stylus.  Edison, who claimed not to trust an invention that worked right the first time, quickly saw that one of the uses of this find would be to ease the work of the office secretary.  No longer would productivity be bound by difficult-to-learn shorthand.  The same cylinders that capture music could capture business dictation.  Replacing tinfoil cylinders with wax, Edison invented the “Ediphone,“ an automatic dictating machine.  Using an Ediphone, the writer of business correspondence could simply speak his correspondence into a horn (later a microphone), and they typist could type the letter later, or even at another location.
            The Ediphone was sold through office supply stores nationwide.  Most major cities supported an Ediphone dealer; many sales locations started selling the Ediphone and added other office supplies later.  Sales of the Ediphone in Toledo were handled by the Roach-Reid Company.  A Cleveland-based company, their Toledo branch was first located in the Produce Exchange Building and later in the Richardson Building on Jefferson Avenue.  Founded in 1906, the company took the names of its founders, J. Herbert Roach and Robert Reid.[i]
            Reid was a guest of Mr. and Mrs. Edison in August of 1918.  Traveling to Edison headquarters in Orange, New Jersey, he attended a gathering of officials of Ediphone distributors.   Held during wartime, there was much singing of patriotic songs.  Reid and others presented Edison with a gold-plated model of an Ediphone.  To mark the phonograph’s 41st anniversary, visitors could also study Edison’s first tinfoil phonograph.  During presentations, Reid made a speech on “Making Advertising Pay,” recommending that all branches have an advertising budget and pointing out the usefulness of direct mail.[ii]
            Roach-Reid moved to Springfield Township in 1977, and now has a Holland mailing address.  The company seemed destined for dissolution in the mid 1980s, but the Toledo and Akron branches survived to the present.  The days of wax cylinders and the Edison trademark are long past, and the firm now deals with voice recognition and digital communication.  Would Mr. Edison have approved?  My guess is that he would.




[i] Toledo Blade, September 12, 2005.
[ii] “Edison Men Hold Important Convention,” Office Appliances (September 1918), pp. 29-31.