History of Wabash County, Indiana, Volume 2, Part 16

Author: Clarkson W. Weesner
Publication date: 1914
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Number of Pages: 619

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Mr. Amber's parents came to Indiana when still young people and were married in this state and settled down to farming, a vocation which Mr. Amber followed all of his life. He was a man of excellent education, possessed great reasoning power, and was noted for his remarkable memory. His success as a self-made business man caused him to be called upon frequently to settle up the affairs of others, and for many years he served as a justice of the peace. He died in 1898.

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Mrs. Amber, who survives her husband, is now one of the oldest women of her township. In an entertaining and instructive manner she recalls numerous incidents and experiences of pioneer life in Indiana, when only the strong, courageous and self-reliant were able to cope with con- ditions as they were found. At the time of her arrival deer, wolves, small game and bear were found, Indians still roamed the forests, neigh- bors were far apart and homes, schools and churches were of the most primitive kind. Travel was by horseback or wagon, it being many years before the steam horse worked its way into the fastnesses of the wilder- ness ; telephones were still a thing of the distant future, the hand plow and cradle were still in use, and the many amusements of today were represented by an occasional visit to the home of a far-distant friend. Mrs. Amber has lived through a remarkable period of transformation, and has been granted the privilege of witnessing the most phenomenal period of her state's development. In spite of advanced years she is alert and active, in possession of her faculties, and takes a keen interest in all that goes on about her. She has been the mother of twelve children, of whom the following are living: Maggie, who is the wife of Lawrence Thompson; Margarey, who is now Mrs. Charles Stewart; Samuel, of this review ; Emanuel; Matilda, who is the wife of Grant Long; and Mary.

Samuel Amber was about three years of age when the family moved to a farm two miles west of Urbana, and there he attended the district school until reaching the eighth grade. In the meantime he assisted his father in the work of the home farm, and after completing his education remained with the elder man until he purchased a property of his own, this being a tract of forty acres near the home place. Upon selling this, some time later, he invested in sixty acres of land three miles west of Urbana, and this continued to be his home for ten years, when he sold it and bought forty acres two miles west and one-half mile south of Urbana, where he also remained for ten years. During all this time Mr. Amber had followed general farming, using modern methods and making his land pay him handsomely for the work he expended upon it. He also made a specialty of Poland-China hogs, and for twenty years was a leading exhibitor at the various state and county fairs, where his animals took many prizes. In 1910 Mr. Amber disposed of his agricultural interests and came to Urbana, and in that same year took over the Hotel Central from his son, Jesse, who has since been engaged in farming. At that time he also erected the building for his store and bakery, the latter being the first exclusive bakery at this point. From this establishment Mr. Amber supplies various merchants all over this part of the county, and in addition has a large family trade, the excellence of the bread, pies, cakes and delicacies having gained a wide- spread reputation. Although Mr. Amber has devoted a large amount of his time and attention to this store, it is his frequent remark that the real head of the business is his daughter, Miss Mayme Amber, whose ready smile, courteous manner and constant desire to please have gained numerous friends for the store while making her personally very popular. She has made a close study of every detail of the business, which she

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has constantly at her finger-tips, and her father never hesitates to consult her judgment, which experience has shown him is of the best. To Mrs. Amber must be given the credit for much of the success of the hotel. The tired and hungry traveler, with digestion ruined by ordinary hotel cooking, sits down to one of her famous chicken dinners, country style, with expectation, and arises therefrom with a smile of complete satisfac- tion. Commercial men have been known to alter their routes completely in order that they may make Urbana and the Hotel Central at least once a trip. There can be no happier connection than that which exists between members of a family and in which all are possessed of the ability to do their share. It is because of this that the Ambers are so well known in this part of the county, where the name has ever stood for upright living and honorable dealing.

In December, 1880, Mr. Amber was married to Miss Carrie Gurtner, who was born north of Wabash, Indiana, and whose parents came from Switzerland. , To this union there have been born the following children : Daisy, deceased, who married Ben Hiner and had two children, Vera and Oma; Jesse, who married Lucy Brannan, and has two children, Muriel and Kenneth; Mayme, who is her father's capable assistant in the bakery; Hazel, who married Prof. Paul Stone, a well-known educator in the Urbana High school, and has one son, Robert, and an infant daughter, Josephine; and Velma and Virginia, who reside at home with their parents. Mr. Amber is essentially a home man, and is never as happy as when in the midst of his family, yet he is not indifferent to the pleasures of companionship among his fellows, and is a popular member of Banner Tent No. 70, Knights of the Maccabees, at Urbana. His political belief coincides with that of the republican party, but he has never been an office seeker, and his interest in public matters is con- fined to that of any good citizen who has the welfare of his community at heart.

MARK STRATTON. No one man was a larger factor for good in the making of Wabash County, than Mark Stratton. All his mental force and physical vigor were devoted to upbuilding and establishing a high Christian and educational standard in his county; and toward the build- ing of good churches, school houses, bridges and roads. As an ordained minister of the gospel, as School Director and County Commissioner, he served his friends and neighbors with all his heart. He delighted in educated children, sleek stock, and clean fields. He believed in beau- tiful homes, gardens and orchards, and worked always toward making his farm an example of what he considered all country homes should be. He was never too busy with harvesting and garnering outstanding crops to include in his day's work mowing a lawn or hauling woods dirt to fertilize .a flower bed. He never gave an order for fruit trees for his orchards, that did not include bulbs, vines and bushes for his door- yard. Unfailingly he lived in his daily life, with scrupulous exactitude, each tenet and precept he preached to others. His word was his bond, and no man can point out an instance in which he ever broke it.

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His lineage as traced by himself for me, is as follows: "All Strattons are descended from ancient titled British families, one Duke Robert Stratton having been a famous warrior during the reign of William and Mary of Orange. Burke's Peerage gives eight different families in England and Foster's eleven. Each of these has its erest and all Amer- ican Strattons are descended from one of these lines. The Earl of Northbrook of Stratton House, Hampshire, is the present head of our branch of the family. The crest is a warrior's shield bearing three shells, each of which stands for a crusade to the Holy City, and a perch- ing falcon, which is a bird of prey, the motto, 'surgere tento,' we strive to conquer; this indicates that the heads of the family were warriors. but the heads of all British families of rank were fighters in those days. I was named for an ancestor Mark Stratton, who came from England in early day and settled on Stratton Island, which was later corrupted to Staten Island; afterward he moved to northern New Jersey. He mar- ried a woman named Ann Hancock, traditions of whose wonderful beauty were constantly repeated in my childhood. She also had two sisters who were considered equally as lovely. They were always spoken of as 'the beautiful Hancock sisters.' Said Stratton had three sons, named Daniel, David and Thomas. Daniel, your great-grandfather, settled in Vernon Township, Sussex County, northern New Jersey, about fifty miles west of New York. He was a New Jersey coastguard from Sussex County during the Revolution. It was he, who about the year 1758 made from black walnut lumber the dove-tailed chest he bequeathed to your grandfather, who gave it to me, and which I have given to you. He always proudly referred to it as having been made, 'without a hammer or nail.'

"In the early history of the country, your great-grandfather's brothers, David and Thomas settled in Beaver Township, Beaver County, Pennsylvania, where both reared large families. Thomas was a sol- dier during the Revolutionary War and was on a Pennsylvania pension list. Your great-grandfather, Daniel, had three sons, John, David and Joseph, who later settled respectively in Richland, Huron and Wayne Counties, Ohio. The youngest, Joseph, was born in 1788; he was mar- ried and lived for a time in Sussex County, Vernon Township, north New Jersey, where I was born. Afterward he moved to Canaan Town- ship, Wayne County, where he reared a family of twelve children. He died in 1836. He was a schoolmaster in winter and a carpenter in sum- mer. He used especial care in the drilling of his own children. One of his daughters was a poet of some local fame, and another twice in her life before a committee performed the wonderful mental feat of repeating the entire Bible from memory." Mark Stratton could do the same with the exception of the Book of Generations. He always said he considered learning this a "waste of grey matter." One instance of his Biblical knowledge will perhaps be recalled by Dr. Charles Little, who was present. At a meeting of the Presbyterian Synod of Wabash, the Moderator was delivering a sermon before an audience of ministers from all parts of the country. My father was present. During his discourse

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the Moderator, who was an elderly man, started a Biblical quotation and his memory failed. He appealed to his audience to give him the chapter and verse that he might make the quotation correctly. No one spoke. "Brethren," said the Moderator, "This is worse on you than it is on me. Once I knew; I am now an old man and my memory is treacherous. I can be excused; but most of you are young men; you should know: Can none of you help me?" No one answered. "Then," said the Moderator, "I appeal to the audience. Is there a man in this church who can direct me ?"

In telling me of the occurrence afterward, my father said, "I could have told him the instant he asked, but it was not my place to speak when he made his appeal to the ministers of his own denomination. When they failed and he called on the audience, I waited what I con- sidered a reasonable and modest time on the others, and then I said : "You will find the lines in Isaiah, first chapter and seventeenth verse." "Thank you!" said the Moderator, and finished his discourse. After the services Dr. Little came to me and said the Moderator desired to meet me, and I have just come from dining with him at the Tremont. We had a glorious time."

His face was radiant. I was so proud and so pleased, with the thoughtlessness of a school girl, I threw my arms around his neck and cried: "Oh, Father, you were the smartest man there!" Instantly all the light went from his face, he put me from him and turned away saying: "Child! Child ! If I have produced any such impression, I have told my story very badly." Then I would have given anything to have recalled my hasty words, for I had spoiled his joy in his great day.

He was born a student, eagerly reading every good book to which he had access and never forgetting a fact or date which he wished to retain in memory. His first work from home was undertaken to buy books which he read by the light of hickory knots burned on the hearth- stone. All his life he found time to spend several hours a day with a book, always reading while other men lounged or slept at the noon hour, and in the evening. He was a man of fine physique and perfect health, his physical vigor being such that at the age of seventy-eight he could read ordinary newspaper print by the hour without glasses. Standing beside his body in his last sleep one of his children remarked that the greatest pity of his death was that all he knew should perish with him.

He was born in Sussex County, Vernon Township, north New Jersey, September twenty-seventh, eighteen hundred twelve, and at an early age moved from there to Wayne County, Ohio, settling north of Wooster. There he met and married Mary Shellenbarger, who was born in Beaver County, Pennsylvania, March eleventh, eighteen hundred sixteen. Their wedding took place on Christmas Day, eighteen hundred thirty-five. In eighteen hundred thirty-eight they moved to Kosciusko County on the northern boundary of Wabash, purchasing two hundred and forty acres in what was known as the Eel River section. In eighteen hundred forty- eight they sold this land and moved to Lagro Township, Wabash County,

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where they purchased two hundred and forty acres from Daniel Sayer. There they built a commodious country home and lived for twenty-six years in as full joy as is ever had on land. To them were born twelve children of whom seven are still living.

Mark Stratton joined the Methodist Episcopal Church at the age of fifteen, and became an ordained minister in eighteen hundred fifty- seven. After a week of hard work in the fields he would ride from five to twenty miles on Sunday to preach at some settlement not having a minister. He also found time to hold and to give his best efforts to such offices as County Trustee and Commissioner; refusing, however, to allow his name to be used for any office that would require his absence from home. He said it was the duty of any man who had fathered twelve children to remain at home and do his best to rear them prop- erly; then if any strayed in later life, he need not feel that it was his fault.

He gave enough land from a cross roads corner of his farm for the site of a combined church and schoolhouse, and a cemetery; and assisted with material and labor in building. This church he named "Hope- well," after the home of his British ancestors, the same name having been used by settlements of his kinsmen in New Jersey and Virginia. In this church, as Sunday School Superintendent, as Steward, Trustee and Ordained Minister, he worked with all his mind and heart for the upbuilding of his chosen home. Later, as the community grew and prospered, a brick school house was built on a diagonal corner on the land of Christian Hipp, and then a commodious brick church was erected on the Stratton land, where the cemetery was enlarged, surveyed and laid off in regularly platted lots. This was an innovation, as up to that time the dead had been laid in rows with small effort to keep families together.

Mrs. Stratton was a devoted wife and mother, a fine housekeeper and a famous cook. She delighted in having a crowd of friends around her and heaping her table with choice food. She was an earnest church worker, generous with those less prosperous than she; and a neighbor who never failed to answer a call for assistance in times of sickness or trouble, often riding long distances at night through snow and rain, to help comfort those in distress. She had a joyous heart; she met her world with a serene and smiling face. Her own troubles she kept be- tween closed lips, and told them only in her closet. Always, with stout heart she stood shoulder to shoulder with her husband, and helped his every effort to live the life he deemed suitable for a strong, manly man. In September of eighteen hundred seventy-four, they moved to Wabash, where Mrs. Stratton lived only a few months. Part of the family have resided there ever since. She died February third, eighteen hundred seventy-five, from the results of nursing several of her children through typhoid fever, contracted by one of her sons studying law in a distant city.

Mark Stratton joined his wife fifteen years later, January- tenth, eighteen hundred ninety. He lived from the days of trackless forests,

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log cabins, where food was cooked over open fires; to steam heated resi- dences with the modern conveniences of gas and electricity. Surrounded by many of these comforts in his latest days he loved to talk of pioneer experiences.

One early day incident that my father often recalled always amused me very much. The Wabash Railway was in the course of construction; word had been sent out that at a certain hour the first passenger train would be run over the line, not many miles from our home. Father took his gun and crossed the woods to where the line ran closest to us, east of LaGro. On the way he met an old hunter he knew, who spent his life in the woods. This man had been for months on a hunting trip in the wilds of Michigan and had not heard of the railway. Father invited him to accompany him to see the first train. "After we had waited perhaps an hour, there came a curious, rumbling, humming sound; this grew and swelled in volume; the big black engine came tearing down the track; the headlight was glaring in the sun. We were sitting on the embankment; but as the train neared us, old Joe leaped to his feet and started to run, but I cried to him to wait and see the train, so he stopped and stood while it roared and thundered past. As it vanished, I turned to Joe. 'God, Stratton,' he said earnestly, 'If you hadn't been here to tell me what that thing was, I'd have shot it!' "

His own sketch of some early incidents strongly impressed upon his memory, and written out for a former Wabash County history cannot fail to be of interest.

"When I came to the region, Eel River Valley was almost an utter wilderness. I traveled through portions of it east of Manchester for fourteen miles without seeing a solitary cabin or a single shelter; the wild and trackless forest being wholly unbroken. Turkeys and deer and black and gray wolves and bears were very plenty. Rattlesnakes had been exceedingly abundant in dens among the rocks in the bluffs of the rivers and creeks. One den was near Rattlesnake Springs, half a mile above the town of LaGro, in the bluff on the north side of the river and the canal. There was one also on the Salamonie River (near Dora) in South LaGro. Michael Minnick, the first settler (perhaps) when he drove into that neighborhood with his wife and children, and wagons containing his household goods, with some other men in company, under- took to fix a camp for themselves, but they found the rattlesnakes so numerous that they moved forward again. Trying once more to make a camping place, they still found the rattlesnakes in possession, and this time they began warfare of human against reptile life, and resolutely killed eighteen; sleeping finally in their wagons, instead of making, as had been their custom, a resting place upon the surface of Mother Earth. West of LaGro, where the canal bends round the points of rocks, John Russell, who was and is one of the earliest pioneers of LaGro Town- ship, and who worked for years upon the canal during its construction, says that in blasting the bluff there during the winter they came upon an immense den of rattlesnakes, and that they loaded them, stiffened and benumbed with the severe cold as they then were, with the rock

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and dirt, and dumped them 'by cart-loads' into the embankment of the canal." (In Pennsylvania, at one time, where there was an entrance and a place of exit for an incredible number of these fearful and venom- ous monsters, the people built a huge fence around the mouth of the den, thus enabling the settlers both to confine and destroy the hideous creatures. See also the account of the "rattlesnakes' den," in the bluffs of Rush Creek, near New Holland, in South LaGro.) Mr. Stratton says further: "I never was a hunter; I never shot at a deer but once in my life, killing that, however, instantly. I once chased a young fawn for a long time, catching it at last when nearly worried down. I came upon the little creature suddenly, when it started up nimbly and I after it. It ran in circles, and I followed in pursuit, when at last it sprang against a log, stumbled and fell. Before the frightened fawn could recover, I seized and held it fast.

"One morning early, I left my cabin north of Manchester, in com- pany with Joseph Noftsker and John Shellenbarger, my wife's oldest brother, to show them the country. We passed on through the forest, some three and one-half miles, to the place where now stands the Butter- baugh Schoolhouse, then however, all heavy woods being on the Wabash and Kosciusko County line. While standing and viewing the forest, we heard a rustling, and looking in that direction saw four bears, an old she-bear and three cubs, or young bears (as large as middling- sized hogs), passing along in a course which would bring them within a short distance of where we were standing, but southward from the spot at which we were. They came on until they were perhaps fifty yards away; we had no gun, and might well enough have left the group unmo- lested, on the principle of 'Laissez faire,' 'you let us alone, we let you alone.' But not so; we sprang toward the bears, yelling with all our might; suddenly the old mother-bear turned her face toward us and squatting upon her haunches and throwing up her fore paws, she sat thus, with her mouth open; as much as to say, 'Come on if you dare.' Her cubs meanwhile 'treed' instantly, all climbing the same tree; this done, the old bear trotted off as fast as she could waddle. Well, we wished to kill the bears, so, leaving the other two men to watch the game, I went, mostly 'on the run,' to Samuel Bussard's, who lived about a mile distant, for a gun and for more help. I found Mr. Bussard, as also Samuel Hammond, a neighbor, there, the latter on horseback, and they were greatly elated by my story. Mr. Bussard snatched his gun, ready loaded, and his ammunition. Mr. Hammond giving me his horse because I had become exhausted by running, started with his neighbor, and together they hurried, running like scampering school boys, skipping and bound- ing over logs as they went, eager to reach the spot. The two who had been watching the bears said the old one had come back once to find and rescue her cubs, but had been frightened off again. Our plan was to shoot and cripple one of the young fellows in the tree, and having brought him down, to pinch and tease him to make him squeal, and thus cause the mother to come to his relief, so as to get her, too, within range and reach of the gun. That part of the plan, however, did not.

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succeed. Mr. Bussard took the first shot, because he was the owner of the gun; Noftsker shot the second time, because he wished to be able to tell his neighbors when he got back to Ohio, that he had killed a bear; and Hammond drew trigger the third and last time, and every shot killed a bear. Mr. Bussard's shot killed one of the cubs dead, dead, dead; it did not even struggle or move a particle after it struck the ground. Noftsker, taking the rifle, drew up, and he, too, made a sure shot, and his game fell lifeless to the earth. Hammond took a slow and cautious aim, and drawing trigger, down came the third also, and he, too, was dead. None of them made any noise, and we saw no more of the old bear. The hides of the young cubs were quickly stripped from the dead bodies, and the carcasses were left to rot upon the ground, or for the poor old mother to drag away, and we went on and finished looking at the land.

"When I came first from Ohio to look for land in Indiana in the winter of 1838 (January), I traveled during the trip on foot seven hundred miles; starting from Wayne County, Ohio, north of Wooster, I came on through Central and Northwestern Ohio to Perrysburg, on the Maumee River, above Toledo, Ohio; thence to Fort Wayne and Hunt- ington, and westward, selecting finally the land which I afterwards. entered. Returning to Fort Wayne, I passed on to St. Mary's and on- ward through Western Ohio to Twin Creek, below Dayton; thence to. Lewisburg and so to Piqua and Wapakoneta and Fort Findlay, and thence home to Wayne County, Ohio. The jaunt took something over a. month, being performed on foot of course, since (as the Irishman said) that was decidedly the 'natest and chapest' way of getting about."

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History of Wabash County, Indiana, Volume 2, Part 16

Author: Clarkson W. Weesner Publication date: 1914 Publisher: Number of Pages: 619

Author: Clarkson W. Weesner
Publication date: 1914
Publisher:
Number of Pages: 619