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The enemy's loss, it is said, was Lieutenant-Colonel Hon. H. Monckton, Captain Gore, Lieutenants Vaughan and Kennedy, four sergeants and fifty-seven rank and file killed; three sergeants and fifty-six rank anl file died from fatigue ; Colonel Trelawney, Lieutenant-Colo- nel Simcoe, Major Gardner, Captains Cathcart, Bereton, Willis, Leighton, Powell, Bellue and Ditmas, and Lieu- tenants Kelly, Paumier, Goroffe, Desborough and Gil- christ, seven sergeants, one hundred and forty-eight rank and file wounded ; and seven sergeants and sixty- one rank and file missing .* The American army lost
* The militia had returned to their homes immediately after the action.
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Lieutenant-Colonel Bonner, Major Dickinson, three cap- tains, three lieutenants. one sergeant, seven matrosses, one bombardier and fifty-two rank and file killed; two colonels, nine captains, six lieutenants, one ensign, one adjutant, nine sergeants, one gunner, ten matrosses and one hundred and twenty-two rank and file wounded ; five sergeants, one matross, and one hundred and twenty- six rank and file missing, many of whom, who had been overcome by the heat, afterwards came in.
OLD TIMES IN OLD MONMOUTH.
OLD MONMOUTH THE PIONEER OF RELIGIOUS TOLERATION.
Every citizen of old Monmouth has just cause to be proud of the fact that the original patentees were among the first in America to gurantee toleration to all settlers in religious matters. In Rhode Island, while Roger Wil- liams advocated " a free, full and absolute liberty of con- science," it is charged that Roman Catholics were ex- cepted in the charter of 1663. The much vaunted toler- ation act of Maryland limited toleration to "all who be- lieved in Jesus Christ." William Penn did not arrive in America until October, 1682, nearly eighteen years after the Monmouth patentees declared that every settler should have FREE LIBERTY OF CONSCIENCE WITHOUT ANY MOLESTATION OR DISTURBANCE WHATSOEVER IN THE WAY OF THEIR WORSHIP.
REVOLUTIONARY TIMES-SOME PERSONAL REMINISCENCES.
This section of New Jersey is exceptionally rich in reminiscences of the past, extending from the colonial times down to the present. The geographical situation of Monmouth County has always exposed its eastern por- tion to the furious sweep of storm and tempest, and at the same time, left it open to the ravages of the enemy, whenever involved in foreign war. This was peculiarly the case in the war of 1812, when the British cruisers lay off the coast, and held such a constant menace over the section, that none of the citizens were drafted, but were ordered to hold themselves in readiness to repel invasion.
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JUDGE JOHN S. FORMAN, a former Judge of Momouth county, a hale old man of vigorous frame, whose memory ran back almost four score years, had a wide and accu- rate knowledge of the history of Monmouth for a century previous and whose father blew a fife at the Battle of Monmouth, in June, 1778, related the following: "I was then only a lad of thirteen or fourteen years," said the Judge. "I have often heard my father describe the battle. The day was fearfully hot, and my father was blowing with all his might, when the battle became fiercer and fiercer, and it drew more of his attention than did the music. While he stood thus, his uncle, Colonel Samuel Forman, mounted upon a white horse, halted within a short distance, and began giving orders to some officers near him. His nephew, still holding his fife to his mouth, stood with idle fingers, staring and listening, and forget- ful entirely of his own duty. All at once the Colonel spurred his charger up to the young man, and making a sweep at him with his sword thundered out, . You little rascal, if you don't till that fife and keep time, I'll run you through.' Young Forman ' kept time' until the whist- ling of the bullets and the thunder of the cannon ended and Washington drove the British from the field.
"It was a favorite custom of the English cruisers to send a barge ashore, at some point on the coast, kill and. dress a number of cattle, and take the beef back to the ship with them. On one of these occasions, when a barge was aiming for Barnegat, two fishermen were engaged on shore. One of them naturally enough took to the woods, and kept out of sight until they were gone. The other was a well-remembered character, known as George Ha- vens, supposed by many to be underwitted, but, as is often the case, with a certain vein of shrewdness and cunning that more than once made him a match for those who were supposed to be more highly endowed than he, he determined to wait and see the British, quite confident that he could pull through any trouble into which he was likely to get. Havens had a thin, squeaking voice, and when the English landed, he made them a low obeis-
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ance, as if delighted to meet them. Gathering around the old man, they instantly besieged him with questions. They wished to know whether there was any American force near at hand, and pointing to the masts of some vessels that could be seen several miles up the bay, they gave him to understand that they meant to burn them, and unless he piloted them across to the bay, he would be shot. Havens, with mouth and eyes wide open, lis- tened to all they had to say, and then, his face lit up, as he replied that they were correct. He had often found the nests of sea gulls himself, in the sand along shore, it being their custom to lay two, three and sometimes four eggs. The exasperated foragers plied him with other questions, but a deafer man than Havens was never seen. To every inquiry he returned the most ridiculous an- swers, and when they ordered him to help kill and dress some of the cattle browsing near, he still was unable to comprehend their meaning. When they were ready to embark, the old man was frightened to hear them discuss whether they should take him along as a prisoner or not. The officer in charge was desirous of carrying him aboard ship, as were a number of his subordinates; but, after quite an extended debate, they concluded that he was too deaf to be of any use, and he was left.
"The American coasters hiding in the rivers and in- lets were constantly on the lookout for a chance to slip out and run up to New York, with their cargoes of wood and material that were in great demand. During a storm I have frequently stood on the beach, and looking out to sea, have been unable to detect a single sail. It is then that all prudent navigators make haste to get out of sight of the Jersey coast. It was on such occasions as these, that the little American vessels stole cautiously ont of the inlet, and crowded all sail for New York. It was assuming great risk, but, if successful, they were sure of making a handsome profit on their cargo, and all were eager to take the chance.
"I was down in the meadows," said the Judge, "one day in the month of July, 1813, when I noticed that a
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British brig that had been standing on and off shore for a number of weeks, had all sail crowded on, and was heading almost directly in. As the white foam curled away from her prow, it was easy to see that she was coming with great speed, or there was some mischief afoot. A glance northward told what it meant. Two of our sloops, after making the run into New York, were creeping down the coast, hoping to reach shelter unob- served, when the brig sighted them and instantly spread every stitch of canvass for the purpose of cutting them off. Well knowing their peril, the coasters ran with des- perate haste for Squan Inlet, certain that if they could once get in there, all danger would be at an end. Thus all three were heading toward the same point, and at one time they were about equi-distant. The sloops were much the faster, and had everything been favorable, would have effected their escape; but, when they turned to run into the inlet, the water was too low. There was a heavy thump, and, as the bows lurched upward, we could see that both were immovably grounded. The crews were in the boats in a twinkling, and in a few minutes later landed safely.
"The brig approached as close as was prudent, and then opened fire upon the helpless sloops. The shots were well directed, and the hull and rigging were splin- tered and battered until it seemed as if they were totally destroyed. Some of the shots passed over the bluff, and struck a mile or two inland. They fell all about the house of Uncle Tommy Cook, and one of them, I recol- lect, just grazed the top of his barn and ploughed up the field beyond. They were not chary of their shots either, but kept hammering away at the sloops, until certain they were destroyed, they withdrew to watch for other daring coasters that might be prowling along shore. After they were out of the way, and the tide had risen, we got the sloops over the bar and up the inlet, where they were repaired and used for years afterward. Three thousand two hundred pounds of shot were picked up in the shape of cannon balls. I remember that we expected
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the British would land that night, and there were a hun- dred and eighty of us under arms, and on the lookout. We would have given a good deal to induce them to do so, but they were all very timid about venturing on shore, and pre- ferred to drop a shot now and then upon us, from their men-of-war, or to land only long enough to steal a few cattle and make off again."
Among revolutionary incidents is one giving an account of the shooting of a notorious horse thief and tory named Fenton. He was a sort of Modoc, who was in constant communication with the British, and took a devilish pleasure in leading them against his neighbors, many of whom were utterly ruined through his treach- ery. A couple of Americans concealed themselves under some hay and barrels in a wagon, while a third, under the guise of an honest farmer, rattled off down the road by a house where Fenton was reported to be. Not suspecting the trap set for him, the miscreant summoned the wagon to halt, set down his gun, and started out to take posses- sion of the stores that he supposed were in the vehicle. He had just thrown one foot over the fence, when the two men in concealment rose up and shot him dead. Judge Forman stated to me that his father's housekeeper was standing only a few feet away at this moment, and saw the wretch meet his doom in the manner described.
THE ATTACK ON THE RUSSELL FAMILY.
This outrage was an unusually aggravated one even for the Refugees, and the particulars will show why Phil. White was afraid that he would be hung if he reached Freehold. John Russell, one of his guards, after the war, removed to old Dover township, near Cedar Creek, and his descendants now live at Barnegat.
The following extract is from the New Jersey Gazette, published during the Revolution :
" On the 30th of April, 1780, a party of negroes and Refugees from Sandy Hook landed at Shrewsbury in order to plunder. During their excursion, a Mr. Russell,
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who attempted some resistance to their depredations, was killed, and his grandchild had five balls shot through him, but is yet living. Captain Warner, of the privateer brig Elizabeth, was made prisoner by these ruffians, but was released by giving them two and a half joes. This banditti also took off several prisoners, among whom were Captain James Green and Ensign John Morris, of the militia."
The following is from Hewes' Collections :
" Mr. Russell was an elderly man, aged about sixty years. As the party entered his dwelling, which was in the night, he fired and missed. William Gillian, a native of Shrewsbury, their leader, seized the old gentleman by the collar, and was in the act of stabbing him in the face and eyes with a bayonet, when the fire blazed up and, shedding a momentary light upon the scene, enabled the younger Russell, who lay wounded on the floor, to shoot Gillian. John Farnham, a native of Middletown, there- upon aimed his musket at the young man, but it was knocked up by Lippencott, who had married into the family. The party then went off. The child was acci- dentally wounded in the affray."
The Lippencott above mentioned, we presume, was Captain Richard Lippencott, who subsequently had the command of the party which hanged Captain Joshua Huddy. John Russell, mentioned above as having been wounded, and who subsequently was one of Phil. White's guard, lived to quite an advanced age, at Cedar Creek, and his account of the affair, as related to the late Cap- tain Ephraim Atcheson, was substantially as follows :
" There were seven Refugees, and he (John) saw them through the window, and at one time they got so that he told his father he could kill four of them, and he wished to fire, as he believed the other three would run. His father persuaded him not to fire, but to do so when they broke into the house. When they broke in, the father fired first, but missed his aim. He was then fired upon and killed. John Russell then fired upon and killed Gillian, who had shot his father. During the
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affray John was shot in the side, and the scars of the wound were visible until his death. After being wounded he fell on the floor and pretended to be dead. The Refugees then went to plundering the house. The mother and wife of John were lying in bed with the child. The child awoke and asked: 'Grandmother, what's the matter ?' A Refugee pointed his gun at it and fired, and said, ' That's what's the matter!' Whether he intended to wound the child or only to frighten it is uncertain, but the child, as before stated, was badly wounded, but eventually recovered. As the Refugees were preparing to leave, one of their number pointed his musket at John Russell as he lay on the floor, and was about again firing at him, saying he didn't believe he was dead yet, where- upon another, probably Lippencott, knocked up the musket, saying it was a shame to fire upon a dying man, and the load went into the ceiling. After the Refugees were gone, John got up and had his wounds dressed, and exclaimed to his wife : 'Ducky! bring me a glass of whiskey ; I'll come out all right yet.' He did come out all right, and before the war ended he aided in visiting merited retribution on the Refugees for their doings at this time. When some two years later he aided in the capture of Phil. White, one of the party who killed his · father, it is not probable that he desired his death be- fore reaching Freehold, as it was quite certain justice would be meted out to him there. Of the seven Refugees concerned in the attack on the Russell family, at least three met with their just deserts, viz : Gillian, killed at the time ; Farnham, subsequently captured and hanged at Freehold; and Phil. White, killed while attempting to escape."
PHIL. WHITE'S CAPTURE AND DEATH.
Among some old residents, the Refugee version of Phil. White's death at one time seemed so far accepted as to imply a belief in wanton cruelty to White, and Howes' Historical Collection seems inclined to favor the
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same belief. But they seem not to have been aware that the whole matter was thoroughly investigated by both the British and Americans shortly after it occurred, and the evidence, subsequently filed in the State Department at Washington, concluisively proves the falsity of the Refugee assertions of wanton cruelty. This evidence is given in full in a report made to Congress, February 14, 1837, on a report relating to pension claims of Captain Joshua Huddy's heirs. Among the affidavits taken and forwarded to General Washington were those of Aaron White, a brother of Phillip White, who was taken prisoner with him, John North, William Borden and John Russell, who were his guards. White was captured near Long Branch, and the guard was ordered to take him to Freehold. Before starting he was told if he at- tempted to escape he would be shot down. When be- tween Colt's Neck and Freehold, White slipped off his horse and made for the woods; the guards called on him to stop, but he refused to halt and they fired on him ; the ball fired by Borden wounded him and he fell on his hands and knees, but got up and ran for the woods, but North leaped a fence on horseback and headed him off when he made for a bog ; North jumped from his horse, dropped his gun and pursued him with drawn sword, and overtook him ; White would not stop, and North struck at him with the sword which wounded him in the face, and White fell, crying that he was a dead man. Borden repeatedly called " White, if you will give up you shall have quarters yet." White's body was taken to Freehold, and the evidence of General David Forman and others who saw the body, showed that he had received no other wounds but the gun shot in his breast and cuts of a sword on his face.
The probability is that Phil. White supposed if he was taken to Freehold jail, that he would be tried and hanged for his participation in the murder of the father of John Russell, one of his guards, and the attempt to kill Russell himself, as well as in other misdemeanors, and so he determined to try to escape, and he made the
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effort at a place where he thought the woods, fences, marsh and brook would impede the light horsemen.
MANNAHAWKIN IN THE REVOLUTION.
THE RANDOLPHS, CRANES, JOHNSONS AND OTHERS-MEANING OF THE NAME MANNAHAWKIN, &C.
Probably no place in old Monmouth furnished a greater number of men in proportion to population for the service of the country during the Revolution than did Mannahawkin. Captain Reuben Randolph who owned the public house on the site of the one at present occupied by Mr. Joseph R. Wilkins, was, with his heroic band of militia, very active in guarding against Tory out- rages at home as well as abroad. Among those who nobly stood by him besides his own two sons, Thomas and Job, were the ancestors of many well-known families now residing in that village, among whom may be named, the Cranes, Bennetts, Johnsons, Pangburns, Browns, Letts, Haywoods, Pauls and others.
At one time it was rumored that Bacon with a party of refugees was coming to Mannahawkin on a plundering expedition, and snch of the members of the militia as could be notified were hastily summoned together at Captain Randolph's house to prepare to meet them. The militia remained on the alert the greater part of the night, but finding the Tories failed to make their appear- ance, they concluded it was a false alarm and retired to sleep after appointing sentinels. From the best informa- tion now obtained it is most probable that Jeremiah Bennett and Job Randolph were sentinels on one post and Seth Crane and Samuel Bennett on another, and Captain Randolph himself also volunteering.
The refugees came down the road from towards Barnegat and the first intimation the sentinels stationed near the Baptist church had of their coming was by hearing their bayonets strike together as they were march- ing. The sentinels halted long enough to see that the party was quite large, numbering perhaps thirty or forty,
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and firing, ran across the fields to the public house to give the alarm. By the time the few militiamen were aroused, the refugees were abreast of the house, and be- fore they could form, they were fired upon and Lyons Pang- burn was killed and Sylvester Tilton severely wounded, both men belonging to Captain Randolph's company. The militia were compelled to retreat down the lane be- fore they could organize, when finding the refugees well armed and nearly double their number, they were reluct- antly compelled to decline pursuing them. The refugees made but a short, if any halt, and passed down the road towards West Creek. In the party with Bacon was the same Englishman, Wilson, alluded to in the case of Reuben Soper in a previous chapter, and also a man named Brewer.
Tilton, who was so severely wounded, miraculously recovered, although the ball passed clear through him, going in by one shoulder and out on a little one side of his breast; the physician, as is well authenticated, passed a silk handkerchief completely through the wound. Several of our citizens yet living often saw the scars of this wound. Sometime after the war was over Tilton removed to Colt's Neck, where it is believed some of his descendants now live. He always believed that Brewer was the man who wounded him, and as after the war Brewer had the hardihood to remain in the vicinity, Tilton determined to punish him, and did give him a severe chastisement. One tradition of this punishment is, that when Tilton found out where Brewer was, he started after him unarmed. On his way he met James Willetts then quite a noted and highly esteemed Quaker, who, upon finding out Tilton's errand, vainly pursuaded him to turn back; finding he would not, Willetts asked permission to go along, hoping something would turn up to make a peaceable end of the affair. Tilton willingly accepted his company, but plumply told him if he inter- fered he would flog him, too. Arriving at the house where Brewer was, Tilton suddenly opened the door and rushed toward him and grasped him before he could quite reach
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his musket which he had kept ready expecting such a visit. Tilton dragged him to the door and pummelled him to his heart's content ; telling him, "You scoundrel, you tried to kill me once, and I mean now to settle with you for it. I want you now to leave here and follow the rest of the refugees." (Most of the refugees had then gone to Nova Scotia).
Two unarmed members of this militia company of Mannahawkin one time captured three refugees each armed with muskets! The following were the circum- stances : Seth Crane and David Johnson had been fishing; as their boat lay alongside of the meadows on their re- turn, the three refugees came down to the boat and the leader leaning his musket against the side of the boat stepped aboard and went aft and picked out a lot of the finest fish and said he meant to have them. Crane told him he couldn't without paying for them ; the refugee said he would take them by force. Crane, quick as a flash, picked up an eel spear and held it over him, told him to drop the fish or he would run it in him. Seeing a serious fight now before them, Johnson who stood on the meadows by the other two tories instantly knocked one of them with his powerful fist into the salt pond, musket and all, then grasped the musket leaning against the boat, brought it to bear upon the other who was so startled by the unexpected turn of affairs that he had started to run and told him to drop his musket instantly, or he would shoot ; the terrified man did as ordered. Johnson and Crane then took the muskets ; the refugees were let go with a reasonable warning against again at- tempting to steal fish.
The notorious John Bacon, the refugee leader, had before the war worked a year or so in the Crane family as a farm laborer.
It is said that on another evening a prominent Whig named Silas Crane, of the same family as Seth, was severe- ly wounded at his own house. It being warm weather, the front door was open and also a window on the op- posite side of the room by which Crane sat. Happening
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to look out of the door he got a glimpse of two or three men with muskets, ¿e., and knowing the refugees had threatened him, he sprang out the window ; as he jumped he was fired upon and though severely wounded in the thigh managed to escape. Captain Randolph himself at one time was surprised, taken prisoner and taken to a swamp and tied to a tree, but managed to escape. He and his brave comrades just previous to the battle of Monmonth, marched on foot, though the weather was most intensely hot, to join Washington's force, but were unexpectedly prevented from joining him in season ; tra- ditionary accounts fail to give a reason for their going so near yet not actually participating, yet the history of that battle and Washington's disposition of his forces satisfactorily accounts for it. Washington had stationed General Morgan at Shumar's Mills with positive orders not to move until he should again hear from him, and through that ever memorable day Morgan was compelled to listen to the distant firing and burned with impatience for orders to join, but the orders did not come. The Mannahawkin militia when they got to Shumar's Mills would most probably be placed under Morgan's com- mand and this would account for their not participating.
The goodly village of Manahawkin is fertile in in- teresting local reminiscences. The name of Mannahawkin is an Indian word signifying "good corn land;" its his- tory shows it could also boast of its good men. In the company which lately left that village for the seat of war it is gratifying as well as significant to see among them so many descendants of active heroes of the revolution ; it proves them worthy sons of noble sires.
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