Boone Co. Illinois marriage index - Samuel Rockwood to Mrs. Angeline M. Townsand / Townsend Sept. 15, 1862.
Contributor: Martin W Johnson (47781803)
Letters regarding Lucy Ann Kellogg Rockwood and Col. Samuel Rockwood
The following excerpts were taken from letters in Family Search:
May 25, 1850
Aunt Lucy Rockwood has gone to Connecticut to spend the summer with her children, and Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood is soon going west. Perhaps they will move to the West in the fall -- if her health is good enough, but I am afraid she will not live long -- her health is very poor.
April 24, 1852
They have received a letter from Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood within a short time. His father and son were with him then but both had spent the winter more than a hundred miles from him at his brothers so that he has been lonely. He was well and I believe likes it [where he lives]. Pa had been sick but was better so that he could be about.
June 1, 1852
Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood's father at the West was very sick...
March 18, 1853
I saw a gentleman from Belvidere [IL] who informed me that Col. [Samuel] Rockwood's family are well. He had buried his father a few days before. He has sold the most of his farm at a good bargain.
January 8, 1854
You must have enjoyed the visit with your Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood. I am glad that his pecuniary circumstances are so much better.
June 22, 1862
I had a letter from your Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood last week. He is now at Belvidere [Illinois. He] has resigned [from the army]. He says he cannot live so. He is too old a man to go into an army. He writes he is 57 years and such a set of men, officers, and all. They drink, gamble, curse and sware. He says there is no morality in the army. He did not go into Kansas [but] was in the southern part of Missouri. [He] told about being out in a thunderstorm in the night, the wind blowing, trees falling, they lying on the ground with there blankets around them and the canopy above them. It rained all night and they was wet as could be. Two of there horses were killed by the falling of trees. He took his [horse] into an open field. He must have been an officer or he could not have resigned, and he was getting over a hundred dollars a month. He thought he should come on east here and go to Massachusetts, but Government does not pay him yet and he cannot come. [His 19-year old daughter] Fanny [Augusta Rockwood] teaches 3 little girls in a Mr. Wood's family in Chicago. He says he with Fanny spent an hour very pleasantly with Mrs. Shipman whilst they were stationed at Chicago. Mrs. Shipman told him that Mrs. Underwood spent a month or two with her last fall. Mr. Shipman was engaged in the Quartermasters department. He says Col. [Albert G.] Brackett uses profane language; otherwise he would be a gentleman. The Major is a clergyman but he had seen him playing cards. A man by the name of Reese First Lieutenant in one of the Company's when he first went into camp was one of the leaders in conducting prayer meetings. He says he was as fervent a man in his prayers and praises to one Heavenly Father as any one he ever saw but after a while he saw him elevated with distilled spirits and finally deserted, taking his horse, saber and pistols which belonged to the Government.
He wrote two sheets full, a long letter. He says a soldier's life as he has experienced it has been the most loathsome life as he ever wishes to experience. He has not been in any battles. I would like to send you his letter but it is bulky. He says he had been sick 2 weeks, which caused him to hand in his resignation. He had been sent out with 2 companies under command of Major [Hector J.] Humphrey on a scout with 2 days provisions and were gone 4 days. 2 days they had to live on the secesh. He says it was very amusing the different receptions they met with. Some treated them kindly. Others were gruffy and insolent. They brought back to camp 8 prisoners & some arms. The first rifle they took he found under a fence where he was looking for corn for his horse. It was covered with corn and husks. It would have given him great pleasure to have gone and seen you & your husband, but as it was, could not.
Biography of Colonel Samuel Rockwood
Colonel Samuel Rockwood (1804-1881)
Samuel Rockwood was born in Peru, Berkshire County, Massachusetts on 3 September 1804. He was the son of Daniel Rockwood (b. 1768) and Lovica Pond. His paternal grandparents were Joseph Rockwood and Alice Thomson.
On 3 September, 1832, Samuel Rockwood married Augusta Goodrich (1811- 1839) in Glastonbury, Connecticut. Augusta was the younger sister of Mary Ann Goodrich, the mother of J. Augusta Goodrich (the subject of these letters). The couple moved to Owego NY where Samuel purchased the flouring mills known locally as the "red mills" (built in 1825 by David Turner and Jonathan Platt) north of the village. Augusta was one of the organizers of St. Paul's Episcopal Church in Owego in 1834.
While living in Owego during this period, Samuel Rockwood served in the state militia, which was mandatory for men his age. In 1833, town records indicate that he held the rank of lieutenant-colonel in the 53rd regiment. In August of that year, he was promoted to colonel and he commanded the regiment until July 1837. The uniforms worn by the regiment at the time were the same as the regular army, but round hats with feathers and the American cockade were deemed a part of the full uniform for a captain or a subaltern, and blue pantaloons at all seasons of the year were considered a part of the full uniform.
Samuel Rockwood's first wife died 17 September 1839. Three years later, on 28 December 1842, Samuel Rockwood married his second wife, Lucy Ann Kellogg (b. 12 July 1816) of Glastonbury, Connecticut. She was the daughter of Elisha Kellogg (1763-1846) and Emily Stratton (1761-1854). A daughter, Fanny Augusta Rockwood, was born to the couple on 20 December 1842 in Owego, New York. Sometime previous to 1850, Samuel Rockwood sold his "red mill" property back to Jonathan Platt, husband of Betsy Goodrich (a sister of Silas Goodrich). Samuel Rockwood was living in Owego at the time of the 1850 Census, but soon after went to Belvidere, Illinois where he engaged in farming. His wife, poor in health, returned to Connecticut to see her family before she died on 14 October 1850.
Samuel Rockwood had an older brother named Daniel Rockwood who was born 30 January 1800 in Peru, Massachusetts. He came with other members of his family to Tioga County, New York around 1820 but in the spring of 1839, Daniel moved farther west to Livingston County, Illinois. In the 1850 census, his residence is given as Livingston County, Illinois and in 1860, it is given as Owego Township, Livingston County, Illinois. Daniel was a farmer all of his life.
Samuel and Daniel also had an older brother named Sabin Rockwood, born 31 January 1798 in Peru, Massachusetts. In the 1850 and 1860 census, Sabin appears as a blacksmith in Owego Village, Tioga County, New York.
In the 1860 census, 55 year-old Samuel Rockwood appears as a merchant grocer in Belvidere, Boone County, IL. Living with him was his 17 year-old daughter, Fanny A. Rockwood, who was employed as a teacher. In the 1860 census, Fanny Rockwood also appears as a school teacher in Forreston, Ogle County, Illinois where she lived with the Fager family.
During the Civil War, Samuel Rockwood enlisted in the 9th Illinois Cavalry. He was initially a private in Company I, but was promoted to Adjutant in the Company Headquarters early in 1862. According to service records at the Illinois State archives, the 58 year-old Samuel Rockwood stood 5'11" when he mustered in on October 23, 1861 in Chicago. Records say that his hair was black, his eyes were brown, and that he had a dark complexion.
The Company started from Chicago and traveled by rail to Benton Barracks near St. Louis, and Pilot Knob, Missouri. From there they marched to Reeve's Station on the Big Black River and were attached to the Third Brigade of General Steele's Division, serving in the District of Southeast Missouri. Regiment records show Samuel Rockwood resigning on April 10, 1862 after only about six months of service. His disenchantment with the service is chronicled in the letter appearing below on June 22, 1862.
On 30 December, 1862, Fanny A. Rockwood married Thomas Jefferson Hewitt. The marriage license was obtained on 25 December 1862 in Belvidere, Boone County, Illinois. Thomas was born 5 December 1836 in Middleburg, Franklin County, Pennsylvania. His parents were George Washington Hewitt (1799-1871) and Margaret Cronkleton (1796-1858), both of Hampton, Windham County, Connecticut. After George and Margaret were married in 1820, they lived in Middleburg, Pennsylvania (50 miles north of Harrisburg), where they raised a family of at least five children. The couple came with their family to Illinois in 1848, returned East for a time, and then permanently settled in Ogle County, Illinois in 1854. For a history of the Hewitt family in Ogle County, Illinois, click here. Both Thomas and his brother Philo J. Hewitt (born 1835) served in the 15th Illinois Infantry during the Civil War.
Thomas Hewitt's military service record shows that he enlisted in the federal service on 24 May 1861, the same day as his brother Philo. Thomas was a single, 24 year-old lawyer from Polo, Ogle County, Illinois. Thomas's enlistment papers record that he was 5' 10 1/2" tall (five inches tall than his brother Philo), with brown hair, blue eyes, and a light complexion. He was a Lieutenant in Company H from the time he entered the service until he resigned on 23 September 1862 -- the day after President Lincoln issued his preliminary emancipation proclamation. Many federal soldiers refused to fight for the liberation of the slaves held in bondage in the southern states. Perhaps the timing of Thomas' resignation is purely coincidental but it is likely that he held views like most of his Illinois neighbors (an anti-black state in mid 19th century). Thomas's brother Philo -- being only a Sergeant -- could not resign, however, and served out the remainder of his three year term. He mustered out in Huntsville, Alabama, prior to the Atlanta campaign.
In mid September, 1862, Samuel Rockwood married his third wife -- the former Mrs. Angeline M. Townsand, who was 19 years his junior. In 1870, they lived in Forrester, Illinois where Samuel's occupation was given as a "retired postmaster."
By 1880, Samuel Rockwood and his third wife Angeline were living at Plum Creek (later Lexington), Dawson County, Nebraska. They had migrated there during the summer of 1873 with Samuel's daughter, Fannie and her husband Thomas J. Hewitt, taking up adjoining 160 acre claims as partial payment for their military service in the Civil War. Samuel Rockwood was an ardent Episcopalian and helped to establish the first Episcopal church in Lexington in 1874. He and his son-in-law farmed but had a difficult time due to severe weather and grasshopper invasions in the late 1870's. These experiences are documented by Samuel's granddaughter, Lucy Hewitt, in the "Early Days of Dawson County" article appearing below.
Samuel Rockwood died 27 May 1881. Thomas J. Hewitt died 9 July 1886. And Fannie Hewitt died 31 January 1915. Thomas is buried in Hewitt Cemetery in Lexington, Nebraska as are Col. Samuel Rockwood and his third wife. Hewitt Cemetery is located northwest of Lexington on the south side of Road 761, about 2 miles west of Highway 21 (which is North Adams Street in Lexington).
The following gravemarker transcriptions were performed by Steve and Vicky Stephens. Submitted to the USGenWeb Nebraska Archives, October, 1998, through the courtesy of Vicky Stephens ([email protected]).
ROCKWOOD, Lieut. Sam'L.............No dates ADJT. 9th ILL. Cav. (GAR Bronze Star 1861-1865) also on grave
ROCKWOOD, Mrs. A. M.................No dates Women's Relief Corp Bronze star on Grave
HEWITT, Lieut. T. J. ..................No Dates (Husband of Fanny) Co. H. 15th Ill. Inf. (GAR 1861 - 1865) On a Bronze Star next to stone
HEWITT, Fanny A......................1842 - 1915 (Daughter of Samuel Rockwood & Lucy Ann Kellogg)
HEWITT, Philo J......................1870 - 1955 Father
HEWITT, Isabelle.....................1871 - 1938 Mother
HEWITT, Infant daughter of P. J. & I. C. HEWITT, Infant daughter of Philo & Belle Died Dec. 31, 1901 At foot of grave small stone with initials J. H.
Early Days in Dawson County by Lucy R Hewitt
The following memoir was copied from the Dawson County GENWEB site. It was written by Col. Samuel Rockwood's grandaughter, Lucy R. Hewitt.
EARLY DAYS IN DAWSON COUNTY
BY LUCY R. HEWITT
Mr. and Mrs. Thomas J. Hewitt, in June, 1873, journeyed from Forreston, Illinois, to Plum Creek, Nebraska. Their object was to take advantage of the offer the government was making to civil war soldiers, whereby each soldier could obtain one hundred and sixty acres of land. They stopped at Grand Island and Kearney, but at neither place could they find two adjoining quarter sections, not yet filed on. They wanted two, for my grandfather, [Samuel] Rockwood, who lived with us was also a soldier. At Plum Creek, now Lexington, they were able to obtain what they wanted but it was six miles northwest of the station.
Pl um Creek at that early date consisted of the depot. The town was a mile east and when my parents arrived at Plum Creek, they were obliged to walk back to the town, in order to find lodging for the night. Rooms seem to have been scarce, for they had to share theirs with another man and his wife. They found a place to eat in the restaurant owned by Mr. and Mrs. E. D. Johnson.
In August of the same year, they made a second trip to Nebraska, this time with wagon and carriage, bringing with others a carpenter who built their house upon the dividing line of the two homesteads. This house had the distinction of being the first two-story house in the neighborhood. All the others were one-story, because the settlers feared the high winds that occasionally swept over the prairies. For a few months it was the farthest away from town.
In the three months between the two trips the town had moved to the depot, and had grown from nothing to a village of sixty houses and stores. The Johnsons had brought their restaurant and placed it upon the site where a little later they built a hotel called the Johnson house. Mr. T. Martin had built the first hotel which he named the Alhambra. I have a very faint recollection of being in this hotel when the third trip brought the household goods and the family to the new home. It was in December when this last journey was taken, and great was the astonishment of the older members of the family to see the ground covered with a foot of snow. They had been told that there was practically no winter in Nebraska, and they had believed the statement. They found that the thermometer could drop almost out of sight with the cold, and yet the greater part of many winters was very pleasant.
My father opened a law office in the town and T. L. Warrington, who taught the first school in the village, read law with him, and kept the office open when the farm required attention. The fields were small at first and did not require so very much time.
Th e first exciting event was a prairie fire. A neighbor's family was spending the day at our farm and some other friends also came to call. The day was warm, no wind was stirring until about 4 o'clock, when it suddenly and with much force blew from the north and brought the fire, which had been smoldering for some days in the bluffs to the north of the farm, down into the valley with the speed of a racing automobile. We children were very much frightened, and grandmother who was sick with a headache, was so startled she forgot her pain - did not have any in fact. Mother and Mrs. *****, the neighbor's wife, were outside loosening the tumble weeds and sending them along with the wind before the fire could catch them. In that way they saved the house from catching fire. My father, who had seen the fire come over the hills, as he was driving from town, had unhitched the horses and riding one of them as fast as possible, reached home in time to watch the hay stacks. Three times they caught fire and each time he beat it out with a wet gunny sack. I think this happened in March, 1874.
Th at same year about harvest time the country was visited by grasshoppers. They did considerable damage by nipping off the oat heads before the farmers could finish the reaping. My aunt who was visiting us suggested that the whole family walk through the potato field and send the hoppers into the grass beyond. It was a happy thought, for the insects ate grass that night and the next day a favorable wind sent them all away.
Th e worst grasshopper visitation we had was in July, 1876. One Sunday morning father and mother and I went to town to church. The small grain had been harvested and the corn all along the way was a most beautiful, dark green. When we were about a mile from town a slight shade seemed to come over the sun; when we looked up for the cause, we saw millions of grasshoppers slowly dropping to the ground. They came down in such numbers that they clung two or three deep to every green thing. The people knew that nothing in the way of corn or gardens could escape such devastating hordes and they were very much discouraged. To add to their troubles, the Presbyterian minister that morning announced his intention to resign. He, no doubt, thought he was justified.
I was pretty small at that time and did not understand what it all meant, but I do know that as we drove home that afternoon, the cornfields looked as they would in December after the cattle had fed on them not a green shred left. The asparagus stems, too, were equally bare. The onions were eaten down to the very roots. Of the whole garden, there was, in fact, nothing left but a double petunia, which grandmother had put a tub over. So ravenous were the pests that they even ate the cotton mosquito netting that covered the windows.
In a day or two when nothing remained to eat, the grasshoppers spread their wings and whirred away. Then grandfather [Samuel Rockwood] said, "We will plant some beans and turnips, there is plenty of time for them to mature before frost." Accordingly, he put in the seeds and a timely rain wet them so that in a very few days they had sprouted and were well up, when on Monday morning, just two weeks and one day from the time of the first visitation, a second lot dropped down and breakfasted off grandfather's beans. It was too late in the season then to plant more.
My mother had quite a flock of turkeys and a number of chickens. They were almost dazed at the sight of so many perfectly good insects. They tried to eat them all but had to give up the task. They ate enough, however, to make themselves sick.
Th is time I believe the grasshoppers stayed several days. They seemed to be hunting some good hard ground in which to lay their eggs. The following spring the warm days brought out millions of little ones, which a prairie fire later destroyed.
Th e corn crop having been eaten green and the wheat acreage being rather small, left many people with nothing to live on during the winter. Many moved away and many of those who could not get away had to be helped. It was then that Dawson county people learned that they had good friends in the neighboring states for they sent carloads of food and clothing to their less fortunate neighbors.
A good many homesteaders were well-educated, refined people from Pennsylvania, New York, and elsewhere. They were a very congenial company and often had social times together. They were for the most part young people, some with families of young children, others just married, and some unmarried. I remember hearing my mother tell of a wedding that she and father attended. The ceremony was performed at a private house and then the whole company adjourned to a large hall where everybody who wanted to, danced and the rest watched until the supper was served by Mr. and Mrs. Johnson in their new hotel. The bride on this occasion was Miss Addie Bradley and the groom was W. H. Lingle, at one time county superintendent of public instruction.
Fo r some time after the starting of the town of Plum Creek there was no church edifice but there was a good sized schoolhouse, and here each Sunday morning the people for miles around gathered. One Sunday the Methodist preacher talked to all the people and the next week the Presbyterian minister preached to the same congregation, until the courthouse was built, and then the Presbyterians used the courtroom. I have heard the members say that they received more real good from those union services than they ever did when each denomination had a church of its own. The Episcopalians in the community were the most enterprising for they built the first church, a little brick building that seated one hundred people. It was very plainly furnished, but it cost fifteen hundred dollars, due to the fact that the brick was brought from Kearney and freight rates were high. It stood on the site of the present modern building and was built in 1874. My grandfather [Samuel Rockwood], an ardent Churchman, often read the service when there was no rector in town.
Sp eaking of the courthouse reminds me that it was not always put to the best use. I cannot remember when the following incident occurred, but I do remember hearing it talked of. A man who lived on the south side of the Platte river was accused of poisoning some flour that belonged to another man. He was ordered arrested and two or three men, among them Charles Mayes, the deputy sheriff, were sent after him. He resisted arrest and using his gun, killed Mayes. He was finally taken and brought to town and put into the county jail in the basement of the courthouse. Mayes had been a very popular man and the feeling was very high against his slayer, so high, indeed, that some time between night and morning the man was taken from the jail, and the next morning his lifeless body was found hanging at the back door of the courthouse.
On e of the pleasures of the pioneer is hunting. In the early days there was plenty of game in Dawson county, buffalo, elk, deer, antelope, jack rabbits, and several game birds, such as plover, prairie hen, ducks, geese, and cranes. By the time we arrived, however, the buffalo had been driven so far away that they were seldom seen. There was plenty of buffalo meat in the market, however, for hunters followed them and shot them, mostly for their hides. The meat was very good, always tender and of fine flavor. My father rushed into the house one day and called for his revolver. A herd of buffalo was racing across the fields towards the bluffs on the north. Father and some of the men with him, thought possibly they might get near enough to shoot one. But although he rode as fast as his pony could carry him, he could not get close enough and the herd, once it reached the hills was safe. The poor beasts had been chased for miles and were weary, but they did not give up. The cows huddled the calves together and pushed them along and the bulls led the way. Father learned afterward that his pony had been trained by the Indians to hunt; and if he had given him the rein and allowed him to go at it in his own way, he would have gone so close that father could have shot one. But he did not know this until the buffalo were far away.
Contributor: Martin W Johnson (47781803)
Letters regarding Lucy Ann Kellogg Rockwood and Col. Samuel Rockwood
The following excerpts were taken from letters in Family Search:
May 25, 1850
Aunt Lucy Rockwood has gone to Connecticut to spend the summer with her children, and Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood is soon going west. Perhaps they will move to the West in the fall -- if her health is good enough, but I am afraid she will not live long -- her health is very poor.
April 24, 1852
They have received a letter from Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood within a short time. His father and son were with him then but both had spent the winter more than a hundred miles from him at his brothers so that he has been lonely. He was well and I believe likes it [where he lives]. Pa had been sick but was better so that he could be about.
June 1, 1852
Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood's father at the West was very sick...
March 18, 1853
I saw a gentleman from Belvidere [IL] who informed me that Col. [Samuel] Rockwood's family are well. He had buried his father a few days before. He has sold the most of his farm at a good bargain.
January 8, 1854
You must have enjoyed the visit with your Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood. I am glad that his pecuniary circumstances are so much better.
June 22, 1862
I had a letter from your Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood last week. He is now at Belvidere [Illinois. He] has resigned [from the army]. He says he cannot live so. He is too old a man to go into an army. He writes he is 57 years and such a set of men, officers, and all. They drink, gamble, curse and sware. He says there is no morality in the army. He did not go into Kansas [but] was in the southern part of Missouri. [He] told about being out in a thunderstorm in the night, the wind blowing, trees falling, they lying on the ground with there blankets around them and the canopy above them. It rained all night and they was wet as could be. Two of there horses were killed by the falling of trees. He took his [horse] into an open field. He must have been an officer or he could not have resigned, and he was getting over a hundred dollars a month. He thought he should come on east here and go to Massachusetts, but Government does not pay him yet and he cannot come. [His 19-year old daughter] Fanny [Augusta Rockwood] teaches 3 little girls in a Mr. Wood's family in Chicago. He says he with Fanny spent an hour very pleasantly with Mrs. Shipman whilst they were stationed at Chicago. Mrs. Shipman told him that Mrs. Underwood spent a month or two with her last fall. Mr. Shipman was engaged in the Quartermasters department. He says Col. [Albert G.] Brackett uses profane language; otherwise he would be a gentleman. The Major is a clergyman but he had seen him playing cards. A man by the name of Reese First Lieutenant in one of the Company's when he first went into camp was one of the leaders in conducting prayer meetings. He says he was as fervent a man in his prayers and praises to one Heavenly Father as any one he ever saw but after a while he saw him elevated with distilled spirits and finally deserted, taking his horse, saber and pistols which belonged to the Government.
He wrote two sheets full, a long letter. He says a soldier's life as he has experienced it has been the most loathsome life as he ever wishes to experience. He has not been in any battles. I would like to send you his letter but it is bulky. He says he had been sick 2 weeks, which caused him to hand in his resignation. He had been sent out with 2 companies under command of Major [Hector J.] Humphrey on a scout with 2 days provisions and were gone 4 days. 2 days they had to live on the secesh. He says it was very amusing the different receptions they met with. Some treated them kindly. Others were gruffy and insolent. They brought back to camp 8 prisoners & some arms. The first rifle they took he found under a fence where he was looking for corn for his horse. It was covered with corn and husks. It would have given him great pleasure to have gone and seen you & your husband, but as it was, could not.
Biography of Colonel Samuel Rockwood
Colonel Samuel Rockwood (1804-1881)
Samuel Rockwood was born in Peru, Berkshire County, Massachusetts on 3 September 1804. He was the son of Daniel Rockwood (b. 1768) and Lovica Pond. His paternal grandparents were Joseph Rockwood and Alice Thomson.
On 3 September, 1832, Samuel Rockwood married Augusta Goodrich (1811- 1839) in Glastonbury, Connecticut. Augusta was the younger sister of Mary Ann Goodrich, the mother of J. Augusta Goodrich (the subject of these letters). The couple moved to Owego NY where Samuel purchased the flouring mills known locally as the "red mills" (built in 1825 by David Turner and Jonathan Platt) north of the village. Augusta was one of the organizers of St. Paul's Episcopal Church in Owego in 1834.
While living in Owego during this period, Samuel Rockwood served in the state militia, which was mandatory for men his age. In 1833, town records indicate that he held the rank of lieutenant-colonel in the 53rd regiment. In August of that year, he was promoted to colonel and he commanded the regiment until July 1837. The uniforms worn by the regiment at the time were the same as the regular army, but round hats with feathers and the American cockade were deemed a part of the full uniform for a captain or a subaltern, and blue pantaloons at all seasons of the year were considered a part of the full uniform.
Samuel Rockwood's first wife died 17 September 1839. Three years later, on 28 December 1842, Samuel Rockwood married his second wife, Lucy Ann Kellogg (b. 12 July 1816) of Glastonbury, Connecticut. She was the daughter of Elisha Kellogg (1763-1846) and Emily Stratton (1761-1854). A daughter, Fanny Augusta Rockwood, was born to the couple on 20 December 1842 in Owego, New York. Sometime previous to 1850, Samuel Rockwood sold his "red mill" property back to Jonathan Platt, husband of Betsy Goodrich (a sister of Silas Goodrich). Samuel Rockwood was living in Owego at the time of the 1850 Census, but soon after went to Belvidere, Illinois where he engaged in farming. His wife, poor in health, returned to Connecticut to see her family before she died on 14 October 1850.
Samuel Rockwood had an older brother named Daniel Rockwood who was born 30 January 1800 in Peru, Massachusetts. He came with other members of his family to Tioga County, New York around 1820 but in the spring of 1839, Daniel moved farther west to Livingston County, Illinois. In the 1850 census, his residence is given as Livingston County, Illinois and in 1860, it is given as Owego Township, Livingston County, Illinois. Daniel was a farmer all of his life.
Samuel and Daniel also had an older brother named Sabin Rockwood, born 31 January 1798 in Peru, Massachusetts. In the 1850 and 1860 census, Sabin appears as a blacksmith in Owego Village, Tioga County, New York.
In the 1860 census, 55 year-old Samuel Rockwood appears as a merchant grocer in Belvidere, Boone County, IL. Living with him was his 17 year-old daughter, Fanny A. Rockwood, who was employed as a teacher. In the 1860 census, Fanny Rockwood also appears as a school teacher in Forreston, Ogle County, Illinois where she lived with the Fager family.
During the Civil War, Samuel Rockwood enlisted in the 9th Illinois Cavalry. He was initially a private in Company I, but was promoted to Adjutant in the Company Headquarters early in 1862. According to service records at the Illinois State archives, the 58 year-old Samuel Rockwood stood 5'11" when he mustered in on October 23, 1861 in Chicago. Records say that his hair was black, his eyes were brown, and that he had a dark complexion.
The Company started from Chicago and traveled by rail to Benton Barracks near St. Louis, and Pilot Knob, Missouri. From there they marched to Reeve's Station on the Big Black River and were attached to the Third Brigade of General Steele's Division, serving in the District of Southeast Missouri. Regiment records show Samuel Rockwood resigning on April 10, 1862 after only about six months of service. His disenchantment with the service is chronicled in the letter appearing below on June 22, 1862.
On 30 December, 1862, Fanny A. Rockwood married Thomas Jefferson Hewitt. The marriage license was obtained on 25 December 1862 in Belvidere, Boone County, Illinois. Thomas was born 5 December 1836 in Middleburg, Franklin County, Pennsylvania. His parents were George Washington Hewitt (1799-1871) and Margaret Cronkleton (1796-1858), both of Hampton, Windham County, Connecticut. After George and Margaret were married in 1820, they lived in Middleburg, Pennsylvania (50 miles north of Harrisburg), where they raised a family of at least five children. The couple came with their family to Illinois in 1848, returned East for a time, and then permanently settled in Ogle County, Illinois in 1854. For a history of the Hewitt family in Ogle County, Illinois, click here. Both Thomas and his brother Philo J. Hewitt (born 1835) served in the 15th Illinois Infantry during the Civil War.
Thomas Hewitt's military service record shows that he enlisted in the federal service on 24 May 1861, the same day as his brother Philo. Thomas was a single, 24 year-old lawyer from Polo, Ogle County, Illinois. Thomas's enlistment papers record that he was 5' 10 1/2" tall (five inches tall than his brother Philo), with brown hair, blue eyes, and a light complexion. He was a Lieutenant in Company H from the time he entered the service until he resigned on 23 September 1862 -- the day after President Lincoln issued his preliminary emancipation proclamation. Many federal soldiers refused to fight for the liberation of the slaves held in bondage in the southern states. Perhaps the timing of Thomas' resignation is purely coincidental but it is likely that he held views like most of his Illinois neighbors (an anti-black state in mid 19th century). Thomas's brother Philo -- being only a Sergeant -- could not resign, however, and served out the remainder of his three year term. He mustered out in Huntsville, Alabama, prior to the Atlanta campaign.
In mid September, 1862, Samuel Rockwood married his third wife -- the former Mrs. Angeline M. Townsand, who was 19 years his junior. In 1870, they lived in Forrester, Illinois where Samuel's occupation was given as a "retired postmaster."
By 1880, Samuel Rockwood and his third wife Angeline were living at Plum Creek (later Lexington), Dawson County, Nebraska. They had migrated there during the summer of 1873 with Samuel's daughter, Fannie and her husband Thomas J. Hewitt, taking up adjoining 160 acre claims as partial payment for their military service in the Civil War. Samuel Rockwood was an ardent Episcopalian and helped to establish the first Episcopal church in Lexington in 1874. He and his son-in-law farmed but had a difficult time due to severe weather and grasshopper invasions in the late 1870's. These experiences are documented by Samuel's granddaughter, Lucy Hewitt, in the "Early Days of Dawson County" article appearing below.
Samuel Rockwood died 27 May 1881. Thomas J. Hewitt died 9 July 1886. And Fannie Hewitt died 31 January 1915. Thomas is buried in Hewitt Cemetery in Lexington, Nebraska as are Col. Samuel Rockwood and his third wife. Hewitt Cemetery is located northwest of Lexington on the south side of Road 761, about 2 miles west of Highway 21 (which is North Adams Street in Lexington).
The following gravemarker transcriptions were performed by Steve and Vicky Stephens. Submitted to the USGenWeb Nebraska Archives, October, 1998, through the courtesy of Vicky Stephens ([email protected]).
ROCKWOOD, Lieut. Sam'L.............No dates ADJT. 9th ILL. Cav. (GAR Bronze Star 1861-1865) also on grave
ROCKWOOD, Mrs. A. M.................No dates Women's Relief Corp Bronze star on Grave
HEWITT, Lieut. T. J. ..................No Dates (Husband of Fanny) Co. H. 15th Ill. Inf. (GAR 1861 - 1865) On a Bronze Star next to stone
HEWITT, Fanny A......................1842 - 1915 (Daughter of Samuel Rockwood & Lucy Ann Kellogg)
HEWITT, Philo J......................1870 - 1955 Father
HEWITT, Isabelle.....................1871 - 1938 Mother
HEWITT, Infant daughter of P. J. & I. C. HEWITT, Infant daughter of Philo & Belle Died Dec. 31, 1901 At foot of grave small stone with initials J. H.
Early Days in Dawson County by Lucy R Hewitt
The following memoir was copied from the Dawson County GENWEB site. It was written by Col. Samuel Rockwood's grandaughter, Lucy R. Hewitt.
EARLY DAYS IN DAWSON COUNTY
BY LUCY R. HEWITT
Mr. and Mrs. Thomas J. Hewitt, in June, 1873, journeyed from Forreston, Illinois, to Plum Creek, Nebraska. Their object was to take advantage of the offer the government was making to civil war soldiers, whereby each soldier could obtain one hundred and sixty acres of land. They stopped at Grand Island and Kearney, but at neither place could they find two adjoining quarter sections, not yet filed on. They wanted two, for my grandfather, [Samuel] Rockwood, who lived with us was also a soldier. At Plum Creek, now Lexington, they were able to obtain what they wanted but it was six miles northwest of the station.
Pl um Creek at that early date consisted of the depot. The town was a mile east and when my parents arrived at Plum Creek, they were obliged to walk back to the town, in order to find lodging for the night. Rooms seem to have been scarce, for they had to share theirs with another man and his wife. They found a place to eat in the restaurant owned by Mr. and Mrs. E. D. Johnson.
In August of the same year, they made a second trip to Nebraska, this time with wagon and carriage, bringing with others a carpenter who built their house upon the dividing line of the two homesteads. This house had the distinction of being the first two-story house in the neighborhood. All the others were one-story, because the settlers feared the high winds that occasionally swept over the prairies. For a few months it was the farthest away from town.
In the three months between the two trips the town had moved to the depot, and had grown from nothing to a village of sixty houses and stores. The Johnsons had brought their restaurant and placed it upon the site where a little later they built a hotel called the Johnson house. Mr. T. Martin had built the first hotel which he named the Alhambra. I have a very faint recollection of being in this hotel when the third trip brought the household goods and the family to the new home. It was in December when this last journey was taken, and great was the astonishment of the older members of the family to see the ground covered with a foot of snow. They had been told that there was practically no winter in Nebraska, and they had believed the statement. They found that the thermometer could drop almost out of sight with the cold, and yet the greater part of many winters was very pleasant.
My father opened a law office in the town and T. L. Warrington, who taught the first school in the village, read law with him, and kept the office open when the farm required attention. The fields were small at first and did not require so very much time.
Th e first exciting event was a prairie fire. A neighbor's family was spending the day at our farm and some other friends also came to call. The day was warm, no wind was stirring until about 4 o'clock, when it suddenly and with much force blew from the north and brought the fire, which had been smoldering for some days in the bluffs to the north of the farm, down into the valley with the speed of a racing automobile. We children were very much frightened, and grandmother who was sick with a headache, was so startled she forgot her pain - did not have any in fact. Mother and Mrs. *****, the neighbor's wife, were outside loosening the tumble weeds and sending them along with the wind before the fire could catch them. In that way they saved the house from catching fire. My father, who had seen the fire come over the hills, as he was driving from town, had unhitched the horses and riding one of them as fast as possible, reached home in time to watch the hay stacks. Three times they caught fire and each time he beat it out with a wet gunny sack. I think this happened in March, 1874.
Th at same year about harvest time the country was visited by grasshoppers. They did considerable damage by nipping off the oat heads before the farmers could finish the reaping. My aunt who was visiting us suggested that the whole family walk through the potato field and send the hoppers into the grass beyond. It was a happy thought, for the insects ate grass that night and the next day a favorable wind sent them all away.
Th e worst grasshopper visitation we had was in July, 1876. One Sunday morning father and mother and I went to town to church. The small grain had been harvested and the corn all along the way was a most beautiful, dark green. When we were about a mile from town a slight shade seemed to come over the sun; when we looked up for the cause, we saw millions of grasshoppers slowly dropping to the ground. They came down in such numbers that they clung two or three deep to every green thing. The people knew that nothing in the way of corn or gardens could escape such devastating hordes and they were very much discouraged. To add to their troubles, the Presbyterian minister that morning announced his intention to resign. He, no doubt, thought he was justified.
I was pretty small at that time and did not understand what it all meant, but I do know that as we drove home that afternoon, the cornfields looked as they would in December after the cattle had fed on them not a green shred left. The asparagus stems, too, were equally bare. The onions were eaten down to the very roots. Of the whole garden, there was, in fact, nothing left but a double petunia, which grandmother had put a tub over. So ravenous were the pests that they even ate the cotton mosquito netting that covered the windows.
In a day or two when nothing remained to eat, the grasshoppers spread their wings and whirred away. Then grandfather [Samuel Rockwood] said, "We will plant some beans and turnips, there is plenty of time for them to mature before frost." Accordingly, he put in the seeds and a timely rain wet them so that in a very few days they had sprouted and were well up, when on Monday morning, just two weeks and one day from the time of the first visitation, a second lot dropped down and breakfasted off grandfather's beans. It was too late in the season then to plant more.
My mother had quite a flock of turkeys and a number of chickens. They were almost dazed at the sight of so many perfectly good insects. They tried to eat them all but had to give up the task. They ate enough, however, to make themselves sick.
Th is time I believe the grasshoppers stayed several days. They seemed to be hunting some good hard ground in which to lay their eggs. The following spring the warm days brought out millions of little ones, which a prairie fire later destroyed.
Th e corn crop having been eaten green and the wheat acreage being rather small, left many people with nothing to live on during the winter. Many moved away and many of those who could not get away had to be helped. It was then that Dawson county people learned that they had good friends in the neighboring states for they sent carloads of food and clothing to their less fortunate neighbors.
A good many homesteaders were well-educated, refined people from Pennsylvania, New York, and elsewhere. They were a very congenial company and often had social times together. They were for the most part young people, some with families of young children, others just married, and some unmarried. I remember hearing my mother tell of a wedding that she and father attended. The ceremony was performed at a private house and then the whole company adjourned to a large hall where everybody who wanted to, danced and the rest watched until the supper was served by Mr. and Mrs. Johnson in their new hotel. The bride on this occasion was Miss Addie Bradley and the groom was W. H. Lingle, at one time county superintendent of public instruction.
Fo r some time after the starting of the town of Plum Creek there was no church edifice but there was a good sized schoolhouse, and here each Sunday morning the people for miles around gathered. One Sunday the Methodist preacher talked to all the people and the next week the Presbyterian minister preached to the same congregation, until the courthouse was built, and then the Presbyterians used the courtroom. I have heard the members say that they received more real good from those union services than they ever did when each denomination had a church of its own. The Episcopalians in the community were the most enterprising for they built the first church, a little brick building that seated one hundred people. It was very plainly furnished, but it cost fifteen hundred dollars, due to the fact that the brick was brought from Kearney and freight rates were high. It stood on the site of the present modern building and was built in 1874. My grandfather [Samuel Rockwood], an ardent Churchman, often read the service when there was no rector in town.
Sp eaking of the courthouse reminds me that it was not always put to the best use. I cannot remember when the following incident occurred, but I do remember hearing it talked of. A man who lived on the south side of the Platte river was accused of poisoning some flour that belonged to another man. He was ordered arrested and two or three men, among them Charles Mayes, the deputy sheriff, were sent after him. He resisted arrest and using his gun, killed Mayes. He was finally taken and brought to town and put into the county jail in the basement of the courthouse. Mayes had been a very popular man and the feeling was very high against his slayer, so high, indeed, that some time between night and morning the man was taken from the jail, and the next morning his lifeless body was found hanging at the back door of the courthouse.
On e of the pleasures of the pioneer is hunting. In the early days there was plenty of game in Dawson county, buffalo, elk, deer, antelope, jack rabbits, and several game birds, such as plover, prairie hen, ducks, geese, and cranes. By the time we arrived, however, the buffalo had been driven so far away that they were seldom seen. There was plenty of buffalo meat in the market, however, for hunters followed them and shot them, mostly for their hides. The meat was very good, always tender and of fine flavor. My father rushed into the house one day and called for his revolver. A herd of buffalo was racing across the fields towards the bluffs on the north. Father and some of the men with him, thought possibly they might get near enough to shoot one. But although he rode as fast as his pony could carry him, he could not get close enough and the herd, once it reached the hills was safe. The poor beasts had been chased for miles and were weary, but they did not give up. The cows huddled the calves together and pushed them along and the bulls led the way. Father learned afterward that his pony had been trained by the Indians to hunt; and if he had given him the rein and allowed him to go at it in his own way, he would have gone so close that father could have shot one. But he did not know this until the buffalo were far away.
Boone Co. Illinois marriage index - Samuel Rockwood to Mrs. Angeline M. Townsand / Townsend Sept. 15, 1862.
Contributor: Martin W Johnson (47781803)
Letters regarding Lucy Ann Kellogg Rockwood and Col. Samuel Rockwood
The following excerpts were taken from letters in Family Search:
May 25, 1850
Aunt Lucy Rockwood has gone to Connecticut to spend the summer with her children, and Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood is soon going west. Perhaps they will move to the West in the fall -- if her health is good enough, but I am afraid she will not live long -- her health is very poor.
April 24, 1852
They have received a letter from Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood within a short time. His father and son were with him then but both had spent the winter more than a hundred miles from him at his brothers so that he has been lonely. He was well and I believe likes it [where he lives]. Pa had been sick but was better so that he could be about.
June 1, 1852
Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood's father at the West was very sick...
March 18, 1853
I saw a gentleman from Belvidere [IL] who informed me that Col. [Samuel] Rockwood's family are well. He had buried his father a few days before. He has sold the most of his farm at a good bargain.
January 8, 1854
You must have enjoyed the visit with your Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood. I am glad that his pecuniary circumstances are so much better.
June 22, 1862
I had a letter from your Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood last week. He is now at Belvidere [Illinois. He] has resigned [from the army]. He says he cannot live so. He is too old a man to go into an army. He writes he is 57 years and such a set of men, officers, and all. They drink, gamble, curse and sware. He says there is no morality in the army. He did not go into Kansas [but] was in the southern part of Missouri. [He] told about being out in a thunderstorm in the night, the wind blowing, trees falling, they lying on the ground with there blankets around them and the canopy above them. It rained all night and they was wet as could be. Two of there horses were killed by the falling of trees. He took his [horse] into an open field. He must have been an officer or he could not have resigned, and he was getting over a hundred dollars a month. He thought he should come on east here and go to Massachusetts, but Government does not pay him yet and he cannot come. [His 19-year old daughter] Fanny [Augusta Rockwood] teaches 3 little girls in a Mr. Wood's family in Chicago. He says he with Fanny spent an hour very pleasantly with Mrs. Shipman whilst they were stationed at Chicago. Mrs. Shipman told him that Mrs. Underwood spent a month or two with her last fall. Mr. Shipman was engaged in the Quartermasters department. He says Col. [Albert G.] Brackett uses profane language; otherwise he would be a gentleman. The Major is a clergyman but he had seen him playing cards. A man by the name of Reese First Lieutenant in one of the Company's when he first went into camp was one of the leaders in conducting prayer meetings. He says he was as fervent a man in his prayers and praises to one Heavenly Father as any one he ever saw but after a while he saw him elevated with distilled spirits and finally deserted, taking his horse, saber and pistols which belonged to the Government.
He wrote two sheets full, a long letter. He says a soldier's life as he has experienced it has been the most loathsome life as he ever wishes to experience. He has not been in any battles. I would like to send you his letter but it is bulky. He says he had been sick 2 weeks, which caused him to hand in his resignation. He had been sent out with 2 companies under command of Major [Hector J.] Humphrey on a scout with 2 days provisions and were gone 4 days. 2 days they had to live on the secesh. He says it was very amusing the different receptions they met with. Some treated them kindly. Others were gruffy and insolent. They brought back to camp 8 prisoners & some arms. The first rifle they took he found under a fence where he was looking for corn for his horse. It was covered with corn and husks. It would have given him great pleasure to have gone and seen you & your husband, but as it was, could not.
Biography of Colonel Samuel Rockwood
Colonel Samuel Rockwood (1804-1881)
Samuel Rockwood was born in Peru, Berkshire County, Massachusetts on 3 September 1804. He was the son of Daniel Rockwood (b. 1768) and Lovica Pond. His paternal grandparents were Joseph Rockwood and Alice Thomson.
On 3 September, 1832, Samuel Rockwood married Augusta Goodrich (1811- 1839) in Glastonbury, Connecticut. Augusta was the younger sister of Mary Ann Goodrich, the mother of J. Augusta Goodrich (the subject of these letters). The couple moved to Owego NY where Samuel purchased the flouring mills known locally as the "red mills" (built in 1825 by David Turner and Jonathan Platt) north of the village. Augusta was one of the organizers of St. Paul's Episcopal Church in Owego in 1834.
While living in Owego during this period, Samuel Rockwood served in the state militia, which was mandatory for men his age. In 1833, town records indicate that he held the rank of lieutenant-colonel in the 53rd regiment. In August of that year, he was promoted to colonel and he commanded the regiment until July 1837. The uniforms worn by the regiment at the time were the same as the regular army, but round hats with feathers and the American cockade were deemed a part of the full uniform for a captain or a subaltern, and blue pantaloons at all seasons of the year were considered a part of the full uniform.
Samuel Rockwood's first wife died 17 September 1839. Three years later, on 28 December 1842, Samuel Rockwood married his second wife, Lucy Ann Kellogg (b. 12 July 1816) of Glastonbury, Connecticut. She was the daughter of Elisha Kellogg (1763-1846) and Emily Stratton (1761-1854). A daughter, Fanny Augusta Rockwood, was born to the couple on 20 December 1842 in Owego, New York. Sometime previous to 1850, Samuel Rockwood sold his "red mill" property back to Jonathan Platt, husband of Betsy Goodrich (a sister of Silas Goodrich). Samuel Rockwood was living in Owego at the time of the 1850 Census, but soon after went to Belvidere, Illinois where he engaged in farming. His wife, poor in health, returned to Connecticut to see her family before she died on 14 October 1850.
Samuel Rockwood had an older brother named Daniel Rockwood who was born 30 January 1800 in Peru, Massachusetts. He came with other members of his family to Tioga County, New York around 1820 but in the spring of 1839, Daniel moved farther west to Livingston County, Illinois. In the 1850 census, his residence is given as Livingston County, Illinois and in 1860, it is given as Owego Township, Livingston County, Illinois. Daniel was a farmer all of his life.
Samuel and Daniel also had an older brother named Sabin Rockwood, born 31 January 1798 in Peru, Massachusetts. In the 1850 and 1860 census, Sabin appears as a blacksmith in Owego Village, Tioga County, New York.
In the 1860 census, 55 year-old Samuel Rockwood appears as a merchant grocer in Belvidere, Boone County, IL. Living with him was his 17 year-old daughter, Fanny A. Rockwood, who was employed as a teacher. In the 1860 census, Fanny Rockwood also appears as a school teacher in Forreston, Ogle County, Illinois where she lived with the Fager family.
During the Civil War, Samuel Rockwood enlisted in the 9th Illinois Cavalry. He was initially a private in Company I, but was promoted to Adjutant in the Company Headquarters early in 1862. According to service records at the Illinois State archives, the 58 year-old Samuel Rockwood stood 5'11" when he mustered in on October 23, 1861 in Chicago. Records say that his hair was black, his eyes were brown, and that he had a dark complexion.
The Company started from Chicago and traveled by rail to Benton Barracks near St. Louis, and Pilot Knob, Missouri. From there they marched to Reeve's Station on the Big Black River and were attached to the Third Brigade of General Steele's Division, serving in the District of Southeast Missouri. Regiment records show Samuel Rockwood resigning on April 10, 1862 after only about six months of service. His disenchantment with the service is chronicled in the letter appearing below on June 22, 1862.
On 30 December, 1862, Fanny A. Rockwood married Thomas Jefferson Hewitt. The marriage license was obtained on 25 December 1862 in Belvidere, Boone County, Illinois. Thomas was born 5 December 1836 in Middleburg, Franklin County, Pennsylvania. His parents were George Washington Hewitt (1799-1871) and Margaret Cronkleton (1796-1858), both of Hampton, Windham County, Connecticut. After George and Margaret were married in 1820, they lived in Middleburg, Pennsylvania (50 miles north of Harrisburg), where they raised a family of at least five children. The couple came with their family to Illinois in 1848, returned East for a time, and then permanently settled in Ogle County, Illinois in 1854. For a history of the Hewitt family in Ogle County, Illinois, click here. Both Thomas and his brother Philo J. Hewitt (born 1835) served in the 15th Illinois Infantry during the Civil War.
Thomas Hewitt's military service record shows that he enlisted in the federal service on 24 May 1861, the same day as his brother Philo. Thomas was a single, 24 year-old lawyer from Polo, Ogle County, Illinois. Thomas's enlistment papers record that he was 5' 10 1/2" tall (five inches tall than his brother Philo), with brown hair, blue eyes, and a light complexion. He was a Lieutenant in Company H from the time he entered the service until he resigned on 23 September 1862 -- the day after President Lincoln issued his preliminary emancipation proclamation. Many federal soldiers refused to fight for the liberation of the slaves held in bondage in the southern states. Perhaps the timing of Thomas' resignation is purely coincidental but it is likely that he held views like most of his Illinois neighbors (an anti-black state in mid 19th century). Thomas's brother Philo -- being only a Sergeant -- could not resign, however, and served out the remainder of his three year term. He mustered out in Huntsville, Alabama, prior to the Atlanta campaign.
In mid September, 1862, Samuel Rockwood married his third wife -- the former Mrs. Angeline M. Townsand, who was 19 years his junior. In 1870, they lived in Forrester, Illinois where Samuel's occupation was given as a "retired postmaster."
By 1880, Samuel Rockwood and his third wife Angeline were living at Plum Creek (later Lexington), Dawson County, Nebraska. They had migrated there during the summer of 1873 with Samuel's daughter, Fannie and her husband Thomas J. Hewitt, taking up adjoining 160 acre claims as partial payment for their military service in the Civil War. Samuel Rockwood was an ardent Episcopalian and helped to establish the first Episcopal church in Lexington in 1874. He and his son-in-law farmed but had a difficult time due to severe weather and grasshopper invasions in the late 1870's. These experiences are documented by Samuel's granddaughter, Lucy Hewitt, in the "Early Days of Dawson County" article appearing below.
Samuel Rockwood died 27 May 1881. Thomas J. Hewitt died 9 July 1886. And Fannie Hewitt died 31 January 1915. Thomas is buried in Hewitt Cemetery in Lexington, Nebraska as are Col. Samuel Rockwood and his third wife. Hewitt Cemetery is located northwest of Lexington on the south side of Road 761, about 2 miles west of Highway 21 (which is North Adams Street in Lexington).
The following gravemarker transcriptions were performed by Steve and Vicky Stephens. Submitted to the USGenWeb Nebraska Archives, October, 1998, through the courtesy of Vicky Stephens ([email protected]).
ROCKWOOD, Lieut. Sam'L.............No dates ADJT. 9th ILL. Cav. (GAR Bronze Star 1861-1865) also on grave
ROCKWOOD, Mrs. A. M.................No dates Women's Relief Corp Bronze star on Grave
HEWITT, Lieut. T. J. ..................No Dates (Husband of Fanny) Co. H. 15th Ill. Inf. (GAR 1861 - 1865) On a Bronze Star next to stone
HEWITT, Fanny A......................1842 - 1915 (Daughter of Samuel Rockwood & Lucy Ann Kellogg)
HEWITT, Philo J......................1870 - 1955 Father
HEWITT, Isabelle.....................1871 - 1938 Mother
HEWITT, Infant daughter of P. J. & I. C. HEWITT, Infant daughter of Philo & Belle Died Dec. 31, 1901 At foot of grave small stone with initials J. H.
Early Days in Dawson County by Lucy R Hewitt
The following memoir was copied from the Dawson County GENWEB site. It was written by Col. Samuel Rockwood's grandaughter, Lucy R. Hewitt.
EARLY DAYS IN DAWSON COUNTY
BY LUCY R. HEWITT
Mr. and Mrs. Thomas J. Hewitt, in June, 1873, journeyed from Forreston, Illinois, to Plum Creek, Nebraska. Their object was to take advantage of the offer the government was making to civil war soldiers, whereby each soldier could obtain one hundred and sixty acres of land. They stopped at Grand Island and Kearney, but at neither place could they find two adjoining quarter sections, not yet filed on. They wanted two, for my grandfather, [Samuel] Rockwood, who lived with us was also a soldier. At Plum Creek, now Lexington, they were able to obtain what they wanted but it was six miles northwest of the station.
Pl um Creek at that early date consisted of the depot. The town was a mile east and when my parents arrived at Plum Creek, they were obliged to walk back to the town, in order to find lodging for the night. Rooms seem to have been scarce, for they had to share theirs with another man and his wife. They found a place to eat in the restaurant owned by Mr. and Mrs. E. D. Johnson.
In August of the same year, they made a second trip to Nebraska, this time with wagon and carriage, bringing with others a carpenter who built their house upon the dividing line of the two homesteads. This house had the distinction of being the first two-story house in the neighborhood. All the others were one-story, because the settlers feared the high winds that occasionally swept over the prairies. For a few months it was the farthest away from town.
In the three months between the two trips the town had moved to the depot, and had grown from nothing to a village of sixty houses and stores. The Johnsons had brought their restaurant and placed it upon the site where a little later they built a hotel called the Johnson house. Mr. T. Martin had built the first hotel which he named the Alhambra. I have a very faint recollection of being in this hotel when the third trip brought the household goods and the family to the new home. It was in December when this last journey was taken, and great was the astonishment of the older members of the family to see the ground covered with a foot of snow. They had been told that there was practically no winter in Nebraska, and they had believed the statement. They found that the thermometer could drop almost out of sight with the cold, and yet the greater part of many winters was very pleasant.
My father opened a law office in the town and T. L. Warrington, who taught the first school in the village, read law with him, and kept the office open when the farm required attention. The fields were small at first and did not require so very much time.
Th e first exciting event was a prairie fire. A neighbor's family was spending the day at our farm and some other friends also came to call. The day was warm, no wind was stirring until about 4 o'clock, when it suddenly and with much force blew from the north and brought the fire, which had been smoldering for some days in the bluffs to the north of the farm, down into the valley with the speed of a racing automobile. We children were very much frightened, and grandmother who was sick with a headache, was so startled she forgot her pain - did not have any in fact. Mother and Mrs. *****, the neighbor's wife, were outside loosening the tumble weeds and sending them along with the wind before the fire could catch them. In that way they saved the house from catching fire. My father, who had seen the fire come over the hills, as he was driving from town, had unhitched the horses and riding one of them as fast as possible, reached home in time to watch the hay stacks. Three times they caught fire and each time he beat it out with a wet gunny sack. I think this happened in March, 1874.
Th at same year about harvest time the country was visited by grasshoppers. They did considerable damage by nipping off the oat heads before the farmers could finish the reaping. My aunt who was visiting us suggested that the whole family walk through the potato field and send the hoppers into the grass beyond. It was a happy thought, for the insects ate grass that night and the next day a favorable wind sent them all away.
Th e worst grasshopper visitation we had was in July, 1876. One Sunday morning father and mother and I went to town to church. The small grain had been harvested and the corn all along the way was a most beautiful, dark green. When we were about a mile from town a slight shade seemed to come over the sun; when we looked up for the cause, we saw millions of grasshoppers slowly dropping to the ground. They came down in such numbers that they clung two or three deep to every green thing. The people knew that nothing in the way of corn or gardens could escape such devastating hordes and they were very much discouraged. To add to their troubles, the Presbyterian minister that morning announced his intention to resign. He, no doubt, thought he was justified.
I was pretty small at that time and did not understand what it all meant, but I do know that as we drove home that afternoon, the cornfields looked as they would in December after the cattle had fed on them not a green shred left. The asparagus stems, too, were equally bare. The onions were eaten down to the very roots. Of the whole garden, there was, in fact, nothing left but a double petunia, which grandmother had put a tub over. So ravenous were the pests that they even ate the cotton mosquito netting that covered the windows.
In a day or two when nothing remained to eat, the grasshoppers spread their wings and whirred away. Then grandfather [Samuel Rockwood] said, "We will plant some beans and turnips, there is plenty of time for them to mature before frost." Accordingly, he put in the seeds and a timely rain wet them so that in a very few days they had sprouted and were well up, when on Monday morning, just two weeks and one day from the time of the first visitation, a second lot dropped down and breakfasted off grandfather's beans. It was too late in the season then to plant more.
My mother had quite a flock of turkeys and a number of chickens. They were almost dazed at the sight of so many perfectly good insects. They tried to eat them all but had to give up the task. They ate enough, however, to make themselves sick.
Th is time I believe the grasshoppers stayed several days. They seemed to be hunting some good hard ground in which to lay their eggs. The following spring the warm days brought out millions of little ones, which a prairie fire later destroyed.
Th e corn crop having been eaten green and the wheat acreage being rather small, left many people with nothing to live on during the winter. Many moved away and many of those who could not get away had to be helped. It was then that Dawson county people learned that they had good friends in the neighboring states for they sent carloads of food and clothing to their less fortunate neighbors.
A good many homesteaders were well-educated, refined people from Pennsylvania, New York, and elsewhere. They were a very congenial company and often had social times together. They were for the most part young people, some with families of young children, others just married, and some unmarried. I remember hearing my mother tell of a wedding that she and father attended. The ceremony was performed at a private house and then the whole company adjourned to a large hall where everybody who wanted to, danced and the rest watched until the supper was served by Mr. and Mrs. Johnson in their new hotel. The bride on this occasion was Miss Addie Bradley and the groom was W. H. Lingle, at one time county superintendent of public instruction.
Fo r some time after the starting of the town of Plum Creek there was no church edifice but there was a good sized schoolhouse, and here each Sunday morning the people for miles around gathered. One Sunday the Methodist preacher talked to all the people and the next week the Presbyterian minister preached to the same congregation, until the courthouse was built, and then the Presbyterians used the courtroom. I have heard the members say that they received more real good from those union services than they ever did when each denomination had a church of its own. The Episcopalians in the community were the most enterprising for they built the first church, a little brick building that seated one hundred people. It was very plainly furnished, but it cost fifteen hundred dollars, due to the fact that the brick was brought from Kearney and freight rates were high. It stood on the site of the present modern building and was built in 1874. My grandfather [Samuel Rockwood], an ardent Churchman, often read the service when there was no rector in town.
Sp eaking of the courthouse reminds me that it was not always put to the best use. I cannot remember when the following incident occurred, but I do remember hearing it talked of. A man who lived on the south side of the Platte river was accused of poisoning some flour that belonged to another man. He was ordered arrested and two or three men, among them Charles Mayes, the deputy sheriff, were sent after him. He resisted arrest and using his gun, killed Mayes. He was finally taken and brought to town and put into the county jail in the basement of the courthouse. Mayes had been a very popular man and the feeling was very high against his slayer, so high, indeed, that some time between night and morning the man was taken from the jail, and the next morning his lifeless body was found hanging at the back door of the courthouse.
On e of the pleasures of the pioneer is hunting. In the early days there was plenty of game in Dawson county, buffalo, elk, deer, antelope, jack rabbits, and several game birds, such as plover, prairie hen, ducks, geese, and cranes. By the time we arrived, however, the buffalo had been driven so far away that they were seldom seen. There was plenty of buffalo meat in the market, however, for hunters followed them and shot them, mostly for their hides. The meat was very good, always tender and of fine flavor. My father rushed into the house one day and called for his revolver. A herd of buffalo was racing across the fields towards the bluffs on the north. Father and some of the men with him, thought possibly they might get near enough to shoot one. But although he rode as fast as his pony could carry him, he could not get close enough and the herd, once it reached the hills was safe. The poor beasts had been chased for miles and were weary, but they did not give up. The cows huddled the calves together and pushed them along and the bulls led the way. Father learned afterward that his pony had been trained by the Indians to hunt; and if he had given him the rein and allowed him to go at it in his own way, he would have gone so close that father could have shot one. But he did not know this until the buffalo were far away.
Contributor: Martin W Johnson (47781803)
Letters regarding Lucy Ann Kellogg Rockwood and Col. Samuel Rockwood
The following excerpts were taken from letters in Family Search:
May 25, 1850
Aunt Lucy Rockwood has gone to Connecticut to spend the summer with her children, and Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood is soon going west. Perhaps they will move to the West in the fall -- if her health is good enough, but I am afraid she will not live long -- her health is very poor.
April 24, 1852
They have received a letter from Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood within a short time. His father and son were with him then but both had spent the winter more than a hundred miles from him at his brothers so that he has been lonely. He was well and I believe likes it [where he lives]. Pa had been sick but was better so that he could be about.
June 1, 1852
Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood's father at the West was very sick...
March 18, 1853
I saw a gentleman from Belvidere [IL] who informed me that Col. [Samuel] Rockwood's family are well. He had buried his father a few days before. He has sold the most of his farm at a good bargain.
January 8, 1854
You must have enjoyed the visit with your Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood. I am glad that his pecuniary circumstances are so much better.
June 22, 1862
I had a letter from your Uncle [Samuel] Rockwood last week. He is now at Belvidere [Illinois. He] has resigned [from the army]. He says he cannot live so. He is too old a man to go into an army. He writes he is 57 years and such a set of men, officers, and all. They drink, gamble, curse and sware. He says there is no morality in the army. He did not go into Kansas [but] was in the southern part of Missouri. [He] told about being out in a thunderstorm in the night, the wind blowing, trees falling, they lying on the ground with there blankets around them and the canopy above them. It rained all night and they was wet as could be. Two of there horses were killed by the falling of trees. He took his [horse] into an open field. He must have been an officer or he could not have resigned, and he was getting over a hundred dollars a month. He thought he should come on east here and go to Massachusetts, but Government does not pay him yet and he cannot come. [His 19-year old daughter] Fanny [Augusta Rockwood] teaches 3 little girls in a Mr. Wood's family in Chicago. He says he with Fanny spent an hour very pleasantly with Mrs. Shipman whilst they were stationed at Chicago. Mrs. Shipman told him that Mrs. Underwood spent a month or two with her last fall. Mr. Shipman was engaged in the Quartermasters department. He says Col. [Albert G.] Brackett uses profane language; otherwise he would be a gentleman. The Major is a clergyman but he had seen him playing cards. A man by the name of Reese First Lieutenant in one of the Company's when he first went into camp was one of the leaders in conducting prayer meetings. He says he was as fervent a man in his prayers and praises to one Heavenly Father as any one he ever saw but after a while he saw him elevated with distilled spirits and finally deserted, taking his horse, saber and pistols which belonged to the Government.
He wrote two sheets full, a long letter. He says a soldier's life as he has experienced it has been the most loathsome life as he ever wishes to experience. He has not been in any battles. I would like to send you his letter but it is bulky. He says he had been sick 2 weeks, which caused him to hand in his resignation. He had been sent out with 2 companies under command of Major [Hector J.] Humphrey on a scout with 2 days provisions and were gone 4 days. 2 days they had to live on the secesh. He says it was very amusing the different receptions they met with. Some treated them kindly. Others were gruffy and insolent. They brought back to camp 8 prisoners & some arms. The first rifle they took he found under a fence where he was looking for corn for his horse. It was covered with corn and husks. It would have given him great pleasure to have gone and seen you & your husband, but as it was, could not.
Biography of Colonel Samuel Rockwood
Colonel Samuel Rockwood (1804-1881)
Samuel Rockwood was born in Peru, Berkshire County, Massachusetts on 3 September 1804. He was the son of Daniel Rockwood (b. 1768) and Lovica Pond. His paternal grandparents were Joseph Rockwood and Alice Thomson.
On 3 September, 1832, Samuel Rockwood married Augusta Goodrich (1811- 1839) in Glastonbury, Connecticut. Augusta was the younger sister of Mary Ann Goodrich, the mother of J. Augusta Goodrich (the subject of these letters). The couple moved to Owego NY where Samuel purchased the flouring mills known locally as the "red mills" (built in 1825 by David Turner and Jonathan Platt) north of the village. Augusta was one of the organizers of St. Paul's Episcopal Church in Owego in 1834.
While living in Owego during this period, Samuel Rockwood served in the state militia, which was mandatory for men his age. In 1833, town records indicate that he held the rank of lieutenant-colonel in the 53rd regiment. In August of that year, he was promoted to colonel and he commanded the regiment until July 1837. The uniforms worn by the regiment at the time were the same as the regular army, but round hats with feathers and the American cockade were deemed a part of the full uniform for a captain or a subaltern, and blue pantaloons at all seasons of the year were considered a part of the full uniform.
Samuel Rockwood's first wife died 17 September 1839. Three years later, on 28 December 1842, Samuel Rockwood married his second wife, Lucy Ann Kellogg (b. 12 July 1816) of Glastonbury, Connecticut. She was the daughter of Elisha Kellogg (1763-1846) and Emily Stratton (1761-1854). A daughter, Fanny Augusta Rockwood, was born to the couple on 20 December 1842 in Owego, New York. Sometime previous to 1850, Samuel Rockwood sold his "red mill" property back to Jonathan Platt, husband of Betsy Goodrich (a sister of Silas Goodrich). Samuel Rockwood was living in Owego at the time of the 1850 Census, but soon after went to Belvidere, Illinois where he engaged in farming. His wife, poor in health, returned to Connecticut to see her family before she died on 14 October 1850.
Samuel Rockwood had an older brother named Daniel Rockwood who was born 30 January 1800 in Peru, Massachusetts. He came with other members of his family to Tioga County, New York around 1820 but in the spring of 1839, Daniel moved farther west to Livingston County, Illinois. In the 1850 census, his residence is given as Livingston County, Illinois and in 1860, it is given as Owego Township, Livingston County, Illinois. Daniel was a farmer all of his life.
Samuel and Daniel also had an older brother named Sabin Rockwood, born 31 January 1798 in Peru, Massachusetts. In the 1850 and 1860 census, Sabin appears as a blacksmith in Owego Village, Tioga County, New York.
In the 1860 census, 55 year-old Samuel Rockwood appears as a merchant grocer in Belvidere, Boone County, IL. Living with him was his 17 year-old daughter, Fanny A. Rockwood, who was employed as a teacher. In the 1860 census, Fanny Rockwood also appears as a school teacher in Forreston, Ogle County, Illinois where she lived with the Fager family.
During the Civil War, Samuel Rockwood enlisted in the 9th Illinois Cavalry. He was initially a private in Company I, but was promoted to Adjutant in the Company Headquarters early in 1862. According to service records at the Illinois State archives, the 58 year-old Samuel Rockwood stood 5'11" when he mustered in on October 23, 1861 in Chicago. Records say that his hair was black, his eyes were brown, and that he had a dark complexion.
The Company started from Chicago and traveled by rail to Benton Barracks near St. Louis, and Pilot Knob, Missouri. From there they marched to Reeve's Station on the Big Black River and were attached to the Third Brigade of General Steele's Division, serving in the District of Southeast Missouri. Regiment records show Samuel Rockwood resigning on April 10, 1862 after only about six months of service. His disenchantment with the service is chronicled in the letter appearing below on June 22, 1862.
On 30 December, 1862, Fanny A. Rockwood married Thomas Jefferson Hewitt. The marriage license was obtained on 25 December 1862 in Belvidere, Boone County, Illinois. Thomas was born 5 December 1836 in Middleburg, Franklin County, Pennsylvania. His parents were George Washington Hewitt (1799-1871) and Margaret Cronkleton (1796-1858), both of Hampton, Windham County, Connecticut. After George and Margaret were married in 1820, they lived in Middleburg, Pennsylvania (50 miles north of Harrisburg), where they raised a family of at least five children. The couple came with their family to Illinois in 1848, returned East for a time, and then permanently settled in Ogle County, Illinois in 1854. For a history of the Hewitt family in Ogle County, Illinois, click here. Both Thomas and his brother Philo J. Hewitt (born 1835) served in the 15th Illinois Infantry during the Civil War.
Thomas Hewitt's military service record shows that he enlisted in the federal service on 24 May 1861, the same day as his brother Philo. Thomas was a single, 24 year-old lawyer from Polo, Ogle County, Illinois. Thomas's enlistment papers record that he was 5' 10 1/2" tall (five inches tall than his brother Philo), with brown hair, blue eyes, and a light complexion. He was a Lieutenant in Company H from the time he entered the service until he resigned on 23 September 1862 -- the day after President Lincoln issued his preliminary emancipation proclamation. Many federal soldiers refused to fight for the liberation of the slaves held in bondage in the southern states. Perhaps the timing of Thomas' resignation is purely coincidental but it is likely that he held views like most of his Illinois neighbors (an anti-black state in mid 19th century). Thomas's brother Philo -- being only a Sergeant -- could not resign, however, and served out the remainder of his three year term. He mustered out in Huntsville, Alabama, prior to the Atlanta campaign.
In mid September, 1862, Samuel Rockwood married his third wife -- the former Mrs. Angeline M. Townsand, who was 19 years his junior. In 1870, they lived in Forrester, Illinois where Samuel's occupation was given as a "retired postmaster."
By 1880, Samuel Rockwood and his third wife Angeline were living at Plum Creek (later Lexington), Dawson County, Nebraska. They had migrated there during the summer of 1873 with Samuel's daughter, Fannie and her husband Thomas J. Hewitt, taking up adjoining 160 acre claims as partial payment for their military service in the Civil War. Samuel Rockwood was an ardent Episcopalian and helped to establish the first Episcopal church in Lexington in 1874. He and his son-in-law farmed but had a difficult time due to severe weather and grasshopper invasions in the late 1870's. These experiences are documented by Samuel's granddaughter, Lucy Hewitt, in the "Early Days of Dawson County" article appearing below.
Samuel Rockwood died 27 May 1881. Thomas J. Hewitt died 9 July 1886. And Fannie Hewitt died 31 January 1915. Thomas is buried in Hewitt Cemetery in Lexington, Nebraska as are Col. Samuel Rockwood and his third wife. Hewitt Cemetery is located northwest of Lexington on the south side of Road 761, about 2 miles west of Highway 21 (which is North Adams Street in Lexington).
The following gravemarker transcriptions were performed by Steve and Vicky Stephens. Submitted to the USGenWeb Nebraska Archives, October, 1998, through the courtesy of Vicky Stephens ([email protected]).
ROCKWOOD, Lieut. Sam'L.............No dates ADJT. 9th ILL. Cav. (GAR Bronze Star 1861-1865) also on grave
ROCKWOOD, Mrs. A. M.................No dates Women's Relief Corp Bronze star on Grave
HEWITT, Lieut. T. J. ..................No Dates (Husband of Fanny) Co. H. 15th Ill. Inf. (GAR 1861 - 1865) On a Bronze Star next to stone
HEWITT, Fanny A......................1842 - 1915 (Daughter of Samuel Rockwood & Lucy Ann Kellogg)
HEWITT, Philo J......................1870 - 1955 Father
HEWITT, Isabelle.....................1871 - 1938 Mother
HEWITT, Infant daughter of P. J. & I. C. HEWITT, Infant daughter of Philo & Belle Died Dec. 31, 1901 At foot of grave small stone with initials J. H.
Early Days in Dawson County by Lucy R Hewitt
The following memoir was copied from the Dawson County GENWEB site. It was written by Col. Samuel Rockwood's grandaughter, Lucy R. Hewitt.
EARLY DAYS IN DAWSON COUNTY
BY LUCY R. HEWITT
Mr. and Mrs. Thomas J. Hewitt, in June, 1873, journeyed from Forreston, Illinois, to Plum Creek, Nebraska. Their object was to take advantage of the offer the government was making to civil war soldiers, whereby each soldier could obtain one hundred and sixty acres of land. They stopped at Grand Island and Kearney, but at neither place could they find two adjoining quarter sections, not yet filed on. They wanted two, for my grandfather, [Samuel] Rockwood, who lived with us was also a soldier. At Plum Creek, now Lexington, they were able to obtain what they wanted but it was six miles northwest of the station.
Pl um Creek at that early date consisted of the depot. The town was a mile east and when my parents arrived at Plum Creek, they were obliged to walk back to the town, in order to find lodging for the night. Rooms seem to have been scarce, for they had to share theirs with another man and his wife. They found a place to eat in the restaurant owned by Mr. and Mrs. E. D. Johnson.
In August of the same year, they made a second trip to Nebraska, this time with wagon and carriage, bringing with others a carpenter who built their house upon the dividing line of the two homesteads. This house had the distinction of being the first two-story house in the neighborhood. All the others were one-story, because the settlers feared the high winds that occasionally swept over the prairies. For a few months it was the farthest away from town.
In the three months between the two trips the town had moved to the depot, and had grown from nothing to a village of sixty houses and stores. The Johnsons had brought their restaurant and placed it upon the site where a little later they built a hotel called the Johnson house. Mr. T. Martin had built the first hotel which he named the Alhambra. I have a very faint recollection of being in this hotel when the third trip brought the household goods and the family to the new home. It was in December when this last journey was taken, and great was the astonishment of the older members of the family to see the ground covered with a foot of snow. They had been told that there was practically no winter in Nebraska, and they had believed the statement. They found that the thermometer could drop almost out of sight with the cold, and yet the greater part of many winters was very pleasant.
My father opened a law office in the town and T. L. Warrington, who taught the first school in the village, read law with him, and kept the office open when the farm required attention. The fields were small at first and did not require so very much time.
Th e first exciting event was a prairie fire. A neighbor's family was spending the day at our farm and some other friends also came to call. The day was warm, no wind was stirring until about 4 o'clock, when it suddenly and with much force blew from the north and brought the fire, which had been smoldering for some days in the bluffs to the north of the farm, down into the valley with the speed of a racing automobile. We children were very much frightened, and grandmother who was sick with a headache, was so startled she forgot her pain - did not have any in fact. Mother and Mrs. *****, the neighbor's wife, were outside loosening the tumble weeds and sending them along with the wind before the fire could catch them. In that way they saved the house from catching fire. My father, who had seen the fire come over the hills, as he was driving from town, had unhitched the horses and riding one of them as fast as possible, reached home in time to watch the hay stacks. Three times they caught fire and each time he beat it out with a wet gunny sack. I think this happened in March, 1874.
Th at same year about harvest time the country was visited by grasshoppers. They did considerable damage by nipping off the oat heads before the farmers could finish the reaping. My aunt who was visiting us suggested that the whole family walk through the potato field and send the hoppers into the grass beyond. It was a happy thought, for the insects ate grass that night and the next day a favorable wind sent them all away.
Th e worst grasshopper visitation we had was in July, 1876. One Sunday morning father and mother and I went to town to church. The small grain had been harvested and the corn all along the way was a most beautiful, dark green. When we were about a mile from town a slight shade seemed to come over the sun; when we looked up for the cause, we saw millions of grasshoppers slowly dropping to the ground. They came down in such numbers that they clung two or three deep to every green thing. The people knew that nothing in the way of corn or gardens could escape such devastating hordes and they were very much discouraged. To add to their troubles, the Presbyterian minister that morning announced his intention to resign. He, no doubt, thought he was justified.
I was pretty small at that time and did not understand what it all meant, but I do know that as we drove home that afternoon, the cornfields looked as they would in December after the cattle had fed on them not a green shred left. The asparagus stems, too, were equally bare. The onions were eaten down to the very roots. Of the whole garden, there was, in fact, nothing left but a double petunia, which grandmother had put a tub over. So ravenous were the pests that they even ate the cotton mosquito netting that covered the windows.
In a day or two when nothing remained to eat, the grasshoppers spread their wings and whirred away. Then grandfather [Samuel Rockwood] said, "We will plant some beans and turnips, there is plenty of time for them to mature before frost." Accordingly, he put in the seeds and a timely rain wet them so that in a very few days they had sprouted and were well up, when on Monday morning, just two weeks and one day from the time of the first visitation, a second lot dropped down and breakfasted off grandfather's beans. It was too late in the season then to plant more.
My mother had quite a flock of turkeys and a number of chickens. They were almost dazed at the sight of so many perfectly good insects. They tried to eat them all but had to give up the task. They ate enough, however, to make themselves sick.
Th is time I believe the grasshoppers stayed several days. They seemed to be hunting some good hard ground in which to lay their eggs. The following spring the warm days brought out millions of little ones, which a prairie fire later destroyed.
Th e corn crop having been eaten green and the wheat acreage being rather small, left many people with nothing to live on during the winter. Many moved away and many of those who could not get away had to be helped. It was then that Dawson county people learned that they had good friends in the neighboring states for they sent carloads of food and clothing to their less fortunate neighbors.
A good many homesteaders were well-educated, refined people from Pennsylvania, New York, and elsewhere. They were a very congenial company and often had social times together. They were for the most part young people, some with families of young children, others just married, and some unmarried. I remember hearing my mother tell of a wedding that she and father attended. The ceremony was performed at a private house and then the whole company adjourned to a large hall where everybody who wanted to, danced and the rest watched until the supper was served by Mr. and Mrs. Johnson in their new hotel. The bride on this occasion was Miss Addie Bradley and the groom was W. H. Lingle, at one time county superintendent of public instruction.
Fo r some time after the starting of the town of Plum Creek there was no church edifice but there was a good sized schoolhouse, and here each Sunday morning the people for miles around gathered. One Sunday the Methodist preacher talked to all the people and the next week the Presbyterian minister preached to the same congregation, until the courthouse was built, and then the Presbyterians used the courtroom. I have heard the members say that they received more real good from those union services than they ever did when each denomination had a church of its own. The Episcopalians in the community were the most enterprising for they built the first church, a little brick building that seated one hundred people. It was very plainly furnished, but it cost fifteen hundred dollars, due to the fact that the brick was brought from Kearney and freight rates were high. It stood on the site of the present modern building and was built in 1874. My grandfather [Samuel Rockwood], an ardent Churchman, often read the service when there was no rector in town.
Sp eaking of the courthouse reminds me that it was not always put to the best use. I cannot remember when the following incident occurred, but I do remember hearing it talked of. A man who lived on the south side of the Platte river was accused of poisoning some flour that belonged to another man. He was ordered arrested and two or three men, among them Charles Mayes, the deputy sheriff, were sent after him. He resisted arrest and using his gun, killed Mayes. He was finally taken and brought to town and put into the county jail in the basement of the courthouse. Mayes had been a very popular man and the feeling was very high against his slayer, so high, indeed, that some time between night and morning the man was taken from the jail, and the next morning his lifeless body was found hanging at the back door of the courthouse.
On e of the pleasures of the pioneer is hunting. In the early days there was plenty of game in Dawson county, buffalo, elk, deer, antelope, jack rabbits, and several game birds, such as plover, prairie hen, ducks, geese, and cranes. By the time we arrived, however, the buffalo had been driven so far away that they were seldom seen. There was plenty of buffalo meat in the market, however, for hunters followed them and shot them, mostly for their hides. The meat was very good, always tender and of fine flavor. My father rushed into the house one day and called for his revolver. A herd of buffalo was racing across the fields towards the bluffs on the north. Father and some of the men with him, thought possibly they might get near enough to shoot one. But although he rode as fast as his pony could carry him, he could not get close enough and the herd, once it reached the hills was safe. The poor beasts had been chased for miles and were weary, but they did not give up. The cows huddled the calves together and pushed them along and the bulls led the way. Father learned afterward that his pony had been trained by the Indians to hunt; and if he had given him the rein and allowed him to go at it in his own way, he would have gone so close that father could have shot one. But he did not know this until the buffalo were far away.
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