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The  Story  of  Dayton 


CHARLOTTE  REEVE  CONOVER 


Published  by 

THE  GREATER  DAYTON  ASSOCIATION 

(Dayton's  Civic  Commercial  Organization) 

Dayton.  Ohio,  1917 


THE  OTTERBEIN  PRESS 
Dayton,  Ohio 


Copyright,  1917 

by 

The  Greater  Dayton  Association 

Dayton,  Ohio 


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COMMITTEE  OF  THE  GREATER  DAYTON  ASSOCIATION 

Having  in  charge  the  preparation  of 
"The  Story  of  Dayton." 


A.  A.  THr)MAS.  Chairman  (deceased),  replaced  by 

WILLIAM   B.  WERTHXER,  Steele  High  School. 

E.  J.  BROWX  (deceased),  replaced  by 

FR.-\NK  W.  MILLER,  Superintendent  Public 
Schools. 

ELECTRA  C.  DOREX,  Public  Library. 

CHARLOTTE  REEVE  COXOVER. 

FREDERICK  H.  RIKE,  Ex-President  The  Greater 
Dayton  Association  (ex-officio). 

J.  M.  GUILD,  Executive  Secretary  The  Greater 
Dayton  Association. 


AUTHORITIES  CONSULTED 


Diary  of  Benjamin  Van  Cleve. 

Mary  Steele's  "Early  Dayton." 

Edgar's  "Pioneer  Life  in  Dayton  and  \'icinity." 

Drury's  "History  of  Dayton." 

Howe's  "Ohio." 

Dayton  Newspapers  from  1808  to  1916,  on  file  in  the  Public  Librar 

Old  letters  wherever  available. 


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And   all  who  take  an  interest  in  our  city,  but  especially  to  the 
Boys  and  Girls  who  are  to  carry  on  its  history, 


AUTHOR'S   PREFACE 


It  will  be  well  to  emphasize  in  the  beginning  that  this 
is  not  a  history  but  a  story  of  Dayton. 

A  history  contains  many  facts  and  dates;  a  story  at- 
tempts to  give  an  impression  of  times  as  they  used  to  be. 
A  history  narrates  occurrences  in  strict  chronological  se- 
quence ;  a  story  paints  pictures  of  life.  A  history  records 
the  names  and  services  of  notable  citizens ;  the  pages  of  this 
book  are  necessarily  too  few  to  hold  half  of  them. 

The  idea  of  The  Greater  Dayton  Association  has  been, 
not  to  add  a  mass  of  facts  to  those  in  the  voluminous  his- 
tories already  published,  but  to  so  present  the  material  in 
hand  as  to  give  to  present  and  future  generations  a  clear 
idea  of  the  tendencies  and  events  of  the  century  iu  which 
their  forbears  lived.  Therefore,  the  audience  kept  con- 
stantly in  the  mental  view  of  the  writer,  has  been  an  audi- 
ence of  school  children,  whose  minds,  impatient  of  detail, 
are  captured  by  picturesque  narrative. 

One  difficulty  in  the  compilation  of  this  book,  which  will 
be  readily  appreciated  in  Dayton  at  least,  is  the  loss  of 
invaluable  historical  material  through  the  ravages  of  the 
flood.  Old  books,  letters,  daguerreotypes,  and  family  relics 
which  might  have  added  to  the  historical  atmosphere  or  been 
made  the  subject  of  illustration,  have  disappeared  forever. 
Bound  volumes  of  Dayton  newspapers,  of  which  there  was 
in  the  Public  Library  a  reasonably  complete  collection  since 
1808,  have  lost  whole  decades  from  the  shelves.  Those  re- 
maining are  encrusted  with  mud  and  only  available  for  pur- 
poses of  research  through  the  laborious  efforts  of  the 
Library  staff. 

Another  difficulty  has  been  to  select  with  impartiality  the 
names  of  those  who  have  in  the  past  rendered  service  to 


the  city.  Because  this  book  started  out  to  be  a  small  one, 
only  the  most  conspicuous  could  be  included.  Also,  for 
obvious  reasons  and  except  in  rare  instances,  the  names  of 
living  citizens  have  been  omitted.  Their  work  for  Dayton 
is  well  known  to  all  and  must  be  left  to  a  later  historian  to 
record. 

The  writer  begs  to  express  her  indebtedness  to  a  patient, 
helpful,  and  zealous  committee,  who,  by  wise  suggestion, 
have  one  and  all  materially  lessened  the  difficulties  of  her 
task. 

Outside  of  the  committee,  the  following  persons  have 
given  help  and  suggestions:  Hon.  John  A.  McMahon,  Mr. 
J.  H.  Patterson,  Mr.  Charles  Wuichet,  Dr.  F.  R.  Henry,  Dr. 
E.  M.  Huston,  Mr.  Lee  Warren  James,  Mr.  Eugene  Parrott, 
Mr.  William  Wolf  ("Billy  Wolf"),  Miss  Leila  Ada  Thomas, 
Mr.  George  B.  Smith,  Mr.  Orville  Wright,  Miss  Katherine 
Wright,  Miss  Helen  Pearson,  Mr.  E.  C.  Hurley  of  Cincin- 
nati, Mr.  Harvey  Conover  of  Chicago,  Mrs.  John  B.  Greene, 
Miss  Martha  K.  Schauer,  and  Mr.  Frank  Hermes. 

Acknowledgments  are  also  due  to  the  Photographing 
and  Advertising  Departments  of  the  National  Cash  Register 
Company  for  drawings  and  photographs. 


C.  R.  C,  Dayton,  June,  1916. 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS 


PART  I.— DAYTON  PAST 

CHAPTER  I. 

THE  PURCHASE  OF  THE  MIAMI  LANDS.  1776-1790. 
The  men  who  bought  and  began  Dayton.  Four  Generals 
and  a  Governor.  A  map  without  boundary-  lines.  What 
the  rest  of  the  world  was  doing.     The  road  to  Ohio 1 

CHAPTER  II. 

THE  CONQUEST  OF  THE  MIAMI  LANDS.  17.50-1790. 
How  the  Indians  made  war.  The  "Miami  Slaughter 
House."  Who  first  saw  the  site  of  Dayton  and  what  he 
thought  of  it.  Later  visitors  and  their  adventures.  Peace 
at  last  through  Wayne's  victor^-.  Dayton  is  located  and 
surveyed 12 

CHAPTER  III. 

THE  REAL  SETTLEMENT.     1796. 

The  Dayton  Settlers  start  from  Cincinnati.  The  Land 
party  and  its  adventures.  The  Water  party  and  its  diffi- 
culties. Ten  days  of  travel  and  the  destination  reached. 
Dayton  comes  on  the  map 21 

CHAPTER  IV. 

A  PIONEER  FAMILY.     1793-1800. 

If  you  were  an  early  Dayton  boy.  The  fireside  and  the 
dinner  table.  Wild  turkey,  corn-dodgers,  hominy  and 
sorghum,  venison.  How  mother  made  things  comfortable. 
The  road  to  a  loaf  of  bread 29 

CHAPTER  V. 

HARDSHIPS  AND  PROGRESS.     1795-1800. 
Dayton's  first  experience  with  hard  times.     Titles  to  land 
wanted  and  won.     Newcom's  Tavern  becomes  the  hub  of 
the   Miami   universe.     Dayton  builds  a  church.     Ohio  at 
last  a  State  and  Montgomery  a  county 38 

CHAPTER  VI. 

OUR  COMMERCIAL  BEGINNINGS.     1805-1811. 
The  Wood-path   and  the  river  as  avenues  of  commerce. 
Dayton    a    thriving    business    center.      Early    stores    and 
their  customers.     A  Public  Library.      Mud  and  drops  of 
tallow.    Earthquakes  and  squirrels 47 


CHAPTER  VII. 

SOME  OF  THE  MEN  WHO  MADE  DAYTON.  1S07. 
Our  debt  to  the  early  citizens.  Daniel  C.  Cooper,  the 
surveyor.  Benjamin  Van  Cleve,  the  diarist.  Robert 
Patterson,  soldier  and  citizen.  Other  good  names  which 
deserve  our  appreciation 55 

CHAPTER  VIII. 

THE  WAR  OF  1812. 

Sleepy  Dayton  wakes  up.  New  troubles  with  old  enemies. 
Preparations  for  war.  Three  regiments  and  half  a  Com- 
mander. The  gay  departure  and  the  sorry  return.  Da\ton 
breaks  the  Sabbath  and  goes  to  help.     Icicles  and  blood  !.  .      69 

CHAPTER  IX. 

EARLY  TRANSPORTATION.     1818-1832. 
A    stage    route    to    Cincinnati.      Good    roads     and     their 
benefits.      How    Dayton   celebrated   the   Fourth   of   July. 
Rapid   transit   at   last — the    Canal.      A   fugitive   slave   on 
Main  Street 79 

CHAPTER  X. 

MUNICIPAL  IMPROVEMENTS.     1820-1849. 
Concerning  engines  in  general.    The  first  Fire  Department. 
"Start  her  lively  boys!"     A  railroad   misses  Dayton  and 
then  comes  to  stay.     Other  things  of  interest,  not  improve- 
ments       91 

CHAPTER  XI. 

PUBLIC  EDUCATION.     1820-1850. 

The  town  and  the  State  awaken  to  their  needs.  Dayton's 
first  schools.  The  academy,  the  Seminary,  and  the  High 
School.  A  procession  and  a  graduation.  Development 
of  the  Public  Library.  Going  to  market  in  1822  and  1915. 
Our  classic  Courthouse 102 

CHAPTER  XII. 

EARLY  POLITICS.     1830-1840. 

Dayton's  part  in  a  Presidential  campaign.  "My  party, 
right  or  wrong."  Jackson  day  amenities  and  a  barbecue 
that  failed.  The  Log  Cabin  candidates.  "Tippecanoe 
and  Tyler  too!"  Guns,  bands,  banners,  a  log  cabin, 
pretty  girls  and   a  wolf 114 

CHAPTER  XIII. 

JOURNALISM  IN  DAYTON.  1808-1890.. 
The  "Repertory"  comes  to  town.  The  Centinel,  Watch- 
man, Republican,  Miami  Herald,  Empire,  Ledger,  Herald 
and  Empire,  Democrat,  Journal,  News.  Subscriptions 
paid  in  potatoes.  News  three  weeks  old.  Bitter  politics. 
Dayton  firms  in  the  advertising  columns.  The  war  edi- 
tors      125 


CHAPTER  XIV. 

MORE  MEN  WHO  HAVE  MADE  DAYTON.  1830-1870. 
John  W.  Van  Cleve,  engineer,  musician,  botanist,  artist, 
nature-lover,  teacher,  geologist.  Robert  W.  Steele,  edu- 
cator, writer,  scholar,  director,  trustee.  E.  E.  Barney, 
principal  of  two  schools,  horticulturist,  inspirer,  captain 
of  industry.    Others  we  like  to  remember 139 

CHAPTER  XV. 

WHAT  THE  CIVIL  WAR  MEANT  TO  DAYTON. 

1861-1865. 
The  response  to  Lincoln's  call  for  troops.  "Three  cheers 
for  the  Red,  White  and  Blue!"  The  Dayton  boys  march 
out.  Neighbor  against  neighbor.  "Killed  and  missing." 
A  telegram  and  cheers.  A  telegram  and  tears.  Peace  and 
Union  at  last l->3 

CHAPTER  XVI. 

OUR  HUNDREDTH  ANNIVERSARY.     1865-1896. 
After  the  war.     Reconstruction  and  reconciliation.     Keep- 
ing   memories   alive.      "On    the    virtues   of    its  citizens." 
Dayton  reaches  her  centenary.     Newcom's  Tavern  finds  a 
new  site.    Work  of  the  Historical  Society 171 

CHAPTER  XVII. 

THE  HOME  OF  AVIATION.     1896-1915. 
A  boy's  workshop.     A  kite  on  the  seashore.     A  shed  on 
Huffman's    Prairie.      "On    wings    like    eagles."      Dayton 
incredulous.     "Hail  to  the  Chiefs!" 183 

CHAPTER  XVIII. 

DAYTON'S  UNFORGETABLE  WEEK.  1913. 
Flood,  Fire,  Frost,  Starvation,  Mud!  A  hundred  thousand 
hands  held  out  for  help!  The  Federal  Government  to 
the  rescue.  The  river  resumes  its  channel.  Spades, 
brooms,  shovels,  sunshine  and  handshakes.  "Remember 
the  promises  made  in  the  attic."  Two  millions  for  Flood 
Prevention.     "A  bigger  and  a  safer  Dayton." 196 

PART  II.— DAYTON  PRESENT 

CHAPTER  XIX. 

COMMERCIAL  DAYTON.     1810-1915. 
Dayton  products  and  world  markets.    Shifting  of  business 
centers.      Change    in    the    nature    of    industries.     Present 
variety  of  products.     Meeting  new  demands.    Our  annual 
output.    "If  it's  up  to  Dayton,  it's  up  to  date." 206 

CHAPTER  XX. 

OUR  NEW  CITY  GOVERNMENT.     1915. 

Lessons  learned  from  the  flood.    The  old  way  and  the  new. 

City    Government    the    larger    housekeeping.      The   New 

'Charter.    The  budget.    Buying  health  and  happiness.    Will 

we  work  it  out? 223 


CHAPTER   XXI. 

THE  GREATER  DAYTON  ASSOCIATION. 

1915-1917. 
A  sense    ot     personal    responsibility    aroused    among    the 
citizens.       Organization    on     non-party    lines    to    support 
new  government.     "The  Soul  of  a  City."     The  first  year's 
record 242 


CHAPTER  I. 

1776-1790. 

The  Purchase  of  the  Miami  Lands. 

The  men  who  bought  and  began  Dayton.  Four  Generals  and 
a  Governor.  A  map  without  boundary  hnes.  What  the  rest  of 
the  world  was  doing.     The  road  to  Ohio. 


To  the  Boys  and  Girls  of  Dayton: 

You  want  me  to  tell  you  the  story  of  Dayton,  when  our 
city  began  and  how,  its  growth  and  development  into  the 
home  of  which  we  are  so  proud?  It  will  be  a  long  story 
and  an  interesting  one,  for  many  exciting  things  happened 
on  this  spot  of  ground.  Many  brave  men  bore  hardships  to 
bring  our  city  into  being,  and  many  fine  men  and  women 
since  then  have  spent  their  best  years  to  carry  it  on. 

More  than  a  hundred  years  ago  our  Dayton  began 
as  a  mere  squatter  settlement  of  rough  log  cabins,  them- 
selves the  successors  of  an  Indian  camp  of  wigwams; 
after  which  we  grew  into  a  straggling  village  up  and  down 
each  side  of  Main  Street;  later  to  a  busy  countrified  town, 
and  now  we  are  a  prosperous  city  possessing  much  to  make 
life  valuable  and  pleasant.  What  Dayton  is  to  become  in 
the  future  depends  upon  what  her  citizens  are  willing  to  do 
for  the  home  which  they  have  inherited. 

If  you  ask  for  the  beginnings  of  Dayton,  they  will  be 
found  in  the  names  of  the  principal  streets.  Ludlow, 
Wayne,  Wilkinson,  St.  Clair  represent  to  the  reader  of 
United  States  history  some  of  the  best  blood  in  the  young 
republic.  These  four  names,  together  with  that  of  Jona- 
than Dayton,  are  written  in  the  proceedings  of  the  First 
Continental  Congress  and  the  Federal  Courts,  in  the  move- 
ments of  the  Revolutionary  army  and  the  records  of  our 
Western  States.  Finally  they  are  written  up  at  the  corners 
1 


2  The  Slory  of  Dayloii 

of  our  own  streets  to  remind  us  that  as  a  city  we  began 
well. 


General  Jonathan  Dayton,  i\LW  Jcisl-v,  17G0-1824,  signer  of  the 
Constitution  of  the  United  States.  From  a  niiniatinx  owned  Iiy 
Miss  Mary  B.   Spencer,  Elizabeth,  N.  J. 

General  Jonathan  Dayton,  whose  namesake  our  city  is, 
was  a  distinguished  lawyer,  senator,  and  soldier  of  New 
Jersey,  equally  good  at  all  three  professions.  As  states- 
man,  he   helped   draw   up   the   Constitution   of   tlie   United 


1  he  Purchase   of   the   Miami  Lands 


3 


States ;  as  Speaker  of  the  House  and  counselor  in  important 
litigation,  he  proved  himself  a  master  jurist ;  as  officer  under 
Lafayette,  a  brave  and  distinguished  soldier. 

The  errand  which  brought  Colonel  Israel  Ludlow  to  the 
far  frontier  was  the  fixing  of  boundary  lines  on  a  govern- 
ment survey  in  the  Northwestern  Territory,  and  this  experi- 
ence brought  out  his  practical  efficiency  and  made  him  a 
valuable  colleague.  Deeply  interested  in  the  possibilities 
of  the  great  West,  he  made  a  study  of  its  characteristics. 
Xo  one  so  well  as  Ludlow  knew  the  varieties  of  soil  and 
timber,  the  direction  of  streams, 
Indian  trails,  and  the  "lay  of  the 
land"  in  general.  It  was  he  who 
utilized  the  natural  advantages 
of  the  site  of  Dayton  and  gave 
us  our  first  city  plan. 

A  remarkably  able  and  bril- 
liant member  of  this  group  was 
General  Arthur  St.  Clair ;  too 
able  a  man  and  too  brave  a  sol- 
dier to  have  his  name  forever 
coupled  with  a  dreadful  military 
mistake  which  was  more  his  mis- 
fortune than  his  fault.  If  it  had 
been  otherwise  he  would  not  have 
been  appointed  by  President 
\\  ashington  as  Governor  of  the  whole  Northwestern  Terri- 
tory. 

When  we  reach  the  name  of  Wilkinson,  there  is  a  dif- 
ferent story  to  tell.  General  James  Wilkinson  came,  it  is 
true,  of  fine  family  stock ;  he  was  a  patrician  and  a  soldier ; 
serving  under  Washington  in  the  East,  and  under  Wayne 
in  the  West.  In  fact,  no  more  prominent  man  than  General 
Wilkinson  had  a  share  in  our  early  history.  His  talents 
took  him,  in  the  course  of  time,  to  the  governorship  of 
Louisiana  and  the  command  of  the  whole  army.  Yet,  had 
certain  letters  come  to  light  ten  years  earlier  than  they  did, 


M%^ 

^P^^ 

General  Arthur  St.  Clair. 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


Wilkinson  Street  would  have  had  some  other  name.  For, 
without  a  shadow  of  a  doubt,  Wilkinson,  while  apparently 
diligent  in  the  service  of  his  country,  was  really  playing  into 
the  hands  of  Spain  in  a  most  treacherous  way. 

General  Anthony  Wayne  had  no  direct  connection  with 
the  founding  of  Dayton  except  that  his  splendid  and  de- 
cisive victory  over  the  Indians  in  1794  made  the  settlement 
here  safe  and  possible.  Wayne  Avenue  is  named  after  him 
to  keep  green  the  memory  of  one  who  contributed  even 
indirectly  to  our  city. 

If  we  would  understand  the 
entire  transaction  governing  the 
purchase  of  the  Dayton  land,  we 
must  unmake,  temporarily,  the 
map  of  the  United  States.  In  the 
latter  years  of  the  eighteenth 
century,  there  were  no  bound- 
aries west  of  the  thirteen  original 
States ;  no  Ohio,  Indiana,  Illi- 
nois, Michigan,  nor  Wisconsin. 
That  whole  area  was  called,  from 
its  situation  in  relation  to  the 
Ohio  River,  the  "Northwest 
Territory." 

In  order  to  develop  these  five 
million  acres  and  open  up  sites 
for  homes,  the  Ohio  Land  Company  was  formed  in  the  sum- 
mer of  1786.  Active  in  the  management  of  this  enterprise, 
was  a  prominent  lawyer  of  New  Jersey,  named  John  Cleves 
Symmes,  who  foresaw  clearly  that  in  order  to  make  the 
United  States  prosperous,  the  West,  as  well  as  the  sea- 
board, should  be  developed.  People  were  pushing  toward 
the  setting  sun  in  search  of  new  homes,  and  their 
demand  should  be  met.  Two  things  were  imperative — to 
offer  the  land  at  a  low  price  and  to  make  it  safe  from  the 
depredations   of    Indians.      Therefore,   while   Generals    St. 


General  Anthony   Wayi 


The  Purchase  of  the  Miami  Lands 


Clair,  Harmar,  George  Rogers  Clarke,  and  Anthony  Wayne 
were  conducting  military  operations,  with  more  or  less  suc- 
cess, against  the  savages,  Symmes  was  planning  a  vast  real 
estate  transaction  which  promised  to  open  up  and  populate 
the  region  west  of  the  Alleghanies. 

His  first  move  was  to  petition  the  United  States  Govern- 
ment for  a  grant  of  two  million  acres  of  land,  to  be  paid 
for  at  the  rate  of  sixty-six  and  two-thirds  cents  an  acre. 
His  second  and  unfortunate  move  was  to  begin  selling  por- 
tions of  this  land  before  it  was  surveyed,  a  mistake  which 
led  to  endless  dififiiculties  and  kept 
the  courts  busy  in  the  years 
which  followed.  That  Symmes 
w:is  not  as  good  a  land  specula- 
tor as  he  thought  himself  to  be  is 
lie  worst  that  can  be  laid  at 
his  door.  As  time  passed  his 
obligation  to  the  Government 
could  not  be  met.  and  this  failure 
afl'ected  Dayton's  property  titles 
most  unfortunately.  His  claim, 
or  a  part  of  it,  reverted  by  de- 
fault to  the  United  States,  leav- 
ing two  hundred  and  forty-eight 
thousand    acres    of   the    original 

John  Cleves  Svmmes.  .  ■,-,•  •       i   ■ 

two  million  in  his  possession. 

Xaturally,  purchasers  were  wanted.  Symmes  and  Gen- 
eral Dayton  were  friends,  and  they  drew  \Mlkinson  and 
St.  Clair  into  a  plan  to  share  between  them  the  territory 
in  question  and  to  develop  it  to  meet  the  needs  of  home- 
steaders. Ludlow  was  added  to  the  company  as  the  prac- 
tical man  familiar  with  the  country.  These  four  men 
agreed  to  pay  ^Symmes  eighty-three  cents  an  acre  for  that 
part  of  his  pyirchase  known  as  the  "Aliami  Lands,"  and  to 
make  a  settlement  at  the  mouth  of  Alad  River. 

Once  more  a  glance  at  the  map,  this  time  the  map  of 
Ohio,  where  you  will  find,  down  in  the  southwest  corner   a 


6  The  Story  of  Dayton 

long  tract  of  land  lying  between  the  Little  Miami  on  the 
east,  and  the  Great  Miami  on  the  west,  and  the  Ohio  on  the 
south.  The  two  rivers  are  thirty  miles  apart  at  their  mouths, 
but  at  the  northern  end,  they  approach  to  within  a  few  miles. 
These  boundaries  enclosed,  in  surveyors'  terms,  the  seventh 
and  eighth  ranges,  or,  as  the  pioneers  called  them,  the 
"Miami  Lands,"  all  of  which,  comprising  sixty  thousand 
acres,  became  the  property  of  Generals  Dayton,  St.  Clair, 

and  Wilkinson,  and  Col- 
onel Israel  Ludlow. 

But  Dayton  was  not 
yet  on  the  map.  It  had 
to  wait  until  the  Indians 
got  ofif.  That  is  a  longer 
story  and  belongs  in  the 
next  chapter.  Until  we 
come  to  it  we  shall  find 
interest  in  looking  over 
the  field  of  history  to  see 
what  was  going  on  at 
that  early  day  in  other 
parts  of  the  world. 

In  England,  George 
the  Third  occupied  the 
throne,  using  its  prestige 
to  his  own  selfish  ends, 
not  unlike  a  political 
"trickster"  of  a  later 
day.    He  had  been  mak- 

An  Indian  Treaty,  following  Wayne's  Victory.  j^^^^   ^^  y^^^  kuOW,   all   the 

trouble  possible  for  the  little  colony  over  sea,  until  what  with 
stamp  taxes  and  tea  taxes  and  no  Americans  allowed  in 
Parliament,  the  colonists  rebelled  and  settled  it  once  for  all, 
in  the  Declaration  of  Independence,  that  they  were  hereafter 
to  be  a  separate  nation  known  as  the  United  States  of 
America. 


The  Purchase   of   the   Miauii  Lands  7 

France,  across  the  channel,  had  been  seeing  bloody  times. 
The  French  Revolution  was  just  at  an  end.  Having  be- 
headed their  king  and  queen  in  order  to  rid  themselves  of 
tyrants,  the  French  nation  was  coming  under  the  spell  of 
a  military  instead  of  an  hereditary  despot.  Napoleon  was 
carrying  things  before  him  in  that  series  of  wars  which 
rocked  all  Europe. 

In  the  meantime  the  eyes  of  these  older  nations  were 
upon  us,  the  youngest  and  weakest  of  them  all,  great  only 


Clcv(^lancL 


ap"of  the  John  Cleves  Symmes  Purchase,  17S8 


in  the  extraordinary  experiment  we  were  attempting  to 
carry  out,  the  experiment  of  a  practical  democracy.  We 
were  very  small,  very  poor,  with  an  empty  treasury  and  no 
credit,  not  much  of  a  government,  and  no  army  to  speak  of. 
We  were,  however,  rich  in  men.  George  Washington  was 
our  President,  and  John  Adams,  our  Vice-President.  They 
and  the  other  patriots  of  that  day  made  the  great  future  of 


8  The  Story  of  Dayton 

the  United  States  possible  by  holding  to  the  highest  ideals 
and  giving  all  their  efforts  to  attain  them. 

The  thirteen  original  States  of  the  Union  were  spread 
irregularly  along  the  Atlantic  seaboard.  Boston,  a  small, 
countrified  town,  consisted  of  a  series  of  crooked  streets 
running  at  all  angles  around  the  "Common."  New  York 
was  not  much  hrger.  Where  now  tall  skyscrapers  huddle 
together  in  central  Manhattan,  there  were,  in  1795,  stretches 
of  green  pasture  crossed  by  cow  paths.  Philadelphia,  the 
seat  of  the  new  government,  had  a  population  of  only  thirty 
thousand.  Aside  from  these  large  towns  with  scattered 
villages  between,  there  was  small  promise  of  the  nation  we 
have  since  become. 

So  much  for  the  East.  Westward  for  three  thousand 
miles  stretched  an  unbroken  willerness  of  forest  and  moun- 
tain. Fort  Pitt,  at  the  junction  of  the  three  rivers  marked 
the  beginning  of  Pittsburgh,  and  Fort  Washington  the  be- 
ginning of  Cincinnati.  Detroit  was  a  mere  stockade  owned 
by  the  British,  while  at  distant  points  in  the  Mississippi 
\'alley  the  French  had  established  trading  posts.  But  these 
scattered  settlements  were  needles  in  the  haystack  of  the 
vast,  unbounded  West. 

When  you  left  New  Jersey  on  horseback  or  in  wagon, 
as  you  must  if  you  would  reach  the  unknown  Ohio  territory, 
you  plunged  into  the  woods,  and  in  the  woods  you  kept, 
following  a  bridle-path  or  the  deep  wheel  tracks  cut  by 
wagons  of  other  travelers — day  after  day,  week  after  week, 
sometimes  into  months,  through  the  Pennsylvania  wilder- 
ness, until  you  came  in  sight  of  the  yellow  Ohio  River,  at 
once  the  gateway  and  the  highway  to  all  that  lay  beyond. 

All  who  came  out  to  Ohio  in  those  early  days  were 
obliged  to  take  that  journey.  M'hen  woods  were  green  and 
days  mild,  the  long  wagon  trip  was  full  of  interest  and  de- 
light. Old  people  whose  tombstones  you  will  find  in  Wood- 
land Cemetery,  and  who,  when  they  were  alive,  used  to  love 
to  talk  of  the  early  days,  have  left  testimony  to  the  charm 
of  those  woodland  journeys.     They  told  how  the  father, 


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carrying  his  gun,  walked  at  the  head  of  the  horses,  while 
the  mother  and  younger  children  rode  in  the  wagon,  al- 
ready loaded  with  all  their  home  possessions.  The  older 
brother  drove  the  cow,  the  family  dog  trotting  on  ahead, 
nosing  out  woodchucks  and  squirrels.  At  night  they  camped, 
and  whatever  game  had  been  brought  down  that  day  by  the 
fathers  gun,  was  roasted  over  the  coals,  an  appetizing  and 
sufficient  meal. 

These  descriptions  of  the  forest,  with  close-growing 
trees,  with  birds  and  deer  and  strange,  new  flowers;  the 
soft  woods-road  on  which  the  horses'  hoofs  fell  silently, 
the  odor  of  broiled  game  and  the  pungent  smoke  of  a  wood 
fire,  the  appetites  sharpened  by  hard  work  and  fresh  air — 
all  this  makes  us  feel  that  we  have  missed  something  fine 
out  of  life. 

The  approach  of  frost,  however,  made  a  different  story. 
How  they  longed  to  reach  a  roof  and  shelter !  How  the  chil- 
dren suffered  with  stiff  fingers  and  chilblains!  And  they 
were  never  sure  that  Indians  were  not  following  them,  step 
by  step,  ready  to  attack. 

Pausing  at  Fort  Pitt  to  lay  in  supplies,  the  pioneers 
built  or  rented  a  "pirogue"  for  the  down-river  journey. 
Upon  this  craft,  a  sort  of  rude  flatboat  with  low  sides  and 
a  covered  space  at  the  back  for  the  women  and  children, 
the  emigrant  father  embarked  his  family,  his  cattle,  and  his 
household  goods.  Then  began  the  long  water  trip,  perhaps 
more  dangerous  than  the  land  journey.  Day  after  day  they 
floated  with  the  sullen  current,  keeping  well  to  midstream 
to  avoid  the  arrows  of  hidden  savages.  If  they  dared,  the 
party  landed  at  night  and  built  a  fire,  but  if  warned  of  the 
presence  of  red-skins,  they  kept  right  on. 

Some  of  these  river  parties  were  bound  for  Marietta, 
the  first  settlement  in  Ohio ;  others  stopped  at  Maysville,  on 
the  Kentucky  side.  Those  in  which  we  are  most  interested, 
came  on  to  Fort  Washington,  now  Cincinnati,  in  those  days 
the  farthest  and  most  important  frontier  post.  In  the  sev- 
enteen   seventies   and    eighties    Cincinnati    consisted    of   a 


The  Purchase  of  the  Miami  Lands  1 1 

stockade  fort  and  several  parallel  streets  running  north- 
ward from  the  river,  the  whole  settlement  sheltering  not 
more  than  seven  hundred  inhabitants.  The  chief  interests  in 
their  lives  were  real  estate  and  Indians.  It  was  becom- 
ing quite  plain  that  the  first  could  not  be  secured  until  the 
second  were  disposed  of. 

The  story  of  how  a  handful  of  white  settlers  conquered 
this  whole  State,  taking  it  away  from  ten  tribes  of  jealous 
and  warlike  savages,  making  it  a  safe  place  to  live  in  for 
us,  their  future  descendants,  will  be  more  interesting  than 
the  transactions  of  land  speculators,  as  you  shall  presently 
see. 


CHAPTER  II. 

1750—1790. 

The  Conquest  of  the  Miami  Lands. 

How  Indians  made  war.  The  "Miami  Slaughter  House." 
Who  first  saw  the  site  of  Dayton,  and  what  he  thought  of  it. 
Later  visitors  and  their  adventures.  Peace  at  last  through 
Wayne's  victory.     Daj^ton  is   located   and  surveyed. 


The  real  reason  for  the  founding  of  IDayton,  the  reason 
back  of  the  contract  and  purchase,  was  nothing  more  or 
less  than  the  rich,  black  earth  that  crops  out  along  the  ]\Iiami 
River  channel.  Because  of  this  fertile  soil,  the  grass  was 
tliicker  here  than  elsewhere  and  the  shrubs  greener;  because 
of  this  rich  pasturage,  large  herds  of  buffaloes  and  elk 
roamed  and  grazed;  because  of  the  presence  of  this  game, 
Indians  came  to  hunt  it.  Good  hunting  for  the  red-skins 
was  good  hunting  for  the  white  man.  Both  wanted  it ;  both 
fought  to  keep  it. 

The  tribes  which  frequented  this  part  of  Ohio  were 
named  Twightwees,  or  Miamis,  a  group  including  many  oth- 
ers, namely,  Shawnees,  Pottawatomies,  VVyandots,  Dela- 
wares,  Chippewas,  and  Kickapoos.  The  Indians  declared 
this  rich  and  blooming  territory  of  the  Miami  lands  to  be 
their  own  possessions.  East  of  the  Ohio  River  the  white 
man  might  perhaps  be  allowed  to  settle ;  west  of  it  they 
were  determined  he  should  never  come.  Settlers  from  the 
sand  patches  of  New  Jersey  or  the  stony  hillsides  of  Con- 
necticut saw  in  the  lovely  reaches  of  these  valleys  the  farms 
that  would  make  them  rich.     Thev  had  come,  manv  of  them 


The  Conquest  of  the  Miami  Lands 


13 


on   foot,  six  or  seven  hundred  miles,   and  here  they  pro- 
posed to  stay. 

This  varying  point  of  view  between  the  whites  and  the 
Indians  led,  in  time,  to  the  valleys  of  the  two  Aliamis  being 
known,  with  only  too  great  appropriateness,  as  the  "Miami 
Slaughter  House."  In  battle  after  battle,  in  skirmish  after 
skirmish,  the  soil  of  southwestern  Ohio  was  drenched  with 
blood.  Every  surveyor  who  left  the  fort  at  Cincinnati  for 
the  trip  up  the  valley,  knew  that  in  so  doing  he  took  his  life 
in  his  hands. 


Little  Turtle. 


We  are  told  that  for  every  Indian  killed,  three  white 
men  lost  their  lives.  The  cause'  of  this  appalling  destruction 
was  the  manner  in  which  the  savage  made  war.  Original 
settlers,  those  who  had  grown  up  in  the  woods,  understood 
primitive  war  tactics,  but  only  when  it  was  too  late  did  the 
regular  troops  learn.  An  Indian  never  stood  out  frankly 
to  be  shot  at,  never  charged  in  the  mass  as  the  whites  did. 
He  concealed  himself  behind  a  stump  and  shot  from  am- 
bush.   Every  waving  bush  might,  therefore,  shelter  a  feath- 


14  The  Slory  of  Dayton 

ered  warrior;  every  call  of  a  blackbird  or  whistle  of  a  quail 
might  be  a  secret  signal. 

Following  an  attack,  the  settlers  were  accustoined  to 
pursue  the  flying  foe  down  the  trail,  expecting  to  find  massed 
warriors  blocking  the  way.  But  the  summer  woods  were 
peaceful  and  still,  no  sounds  but  of  birds  and  the  singing 
brooks.  Suddenly  from  behind,  as  well  as  in  front  and 
from  both  sides,  came  a  hail  of  arrows  and  blood-curdling 
yells.  So  swift  and  terrifying  was  such  an  onset  that  the 
defenders  had  no  time  to  reload  their  muskets.  Ten  In- 
dians behind  trees  were  more  than  a  match  for  twenty 
whites  in  the  open.  Having  killed  or  wounded  part  of  their 
foes  and*  put  to  rout  the  rest,  the  savages  came  out,  tore  ofif 
what  scalps  they  could^ — as  often  from  the  living  as  from 
the  dead — and  again  disappeared.  This,  in  brief,  was  the 
way  Harmar's  forces  were  defeated,  how  St.  Clair's  army 
was  cut  to  pieces  and  left  with  six  hundred  bare  and  bloody 
skulls  on  the  field  of  battle. 

Although  told  in  a  general  way,  as  the  story  of  the 
w^hole  western  country,  this  was  in  reality  the  record  of  our 
own  particular  part  of  it.  No  ground  was  more  often 
camped  upon  by  Indians  than  that  near  the  mouth  of  Mad 
River — no  grass  more  frequently  tramped  down  by  the  feet 
of  soldiers  in  pursuit.  Not  seldom,  a  twentieth  century 
schoolboy,  in  his  Saturday  tramps  up  the  river,  will  see 
sticking  out  of  the  brown  loam,  one  of  those  wonderfully 
chiseled  flint  arrow-heads,  proof  positive  of  the  former 
activities  of  the  Indians.  Then  he  will  realize,  much  clearer 
than  any  book  can  tell  him,  just  what  has  happened  on  that 
spot  of  ground. 

All  this  bloody  skirmishing  was  really  a  part  of  the 
Revolutionary  War.  In  1776  the  Eastern  States,  it  is  true, 
had  stated  their  position  to  the  British  in  the  Declaration 


Tlic  Conquest  of   the  Miami  Lands  15 

of  Independence,  but  this  vast  western  country  was  too  big, 
— too  far  ofif, — to  come  into  the  bargain.  The  Kickapoos 
had  never  heard  that  w^e  were  born  "free  and  equal,  and  en- 
titled to  life,  liberty,  and  the  pursuit  of  happiness,"  and 
would  not  have  understood  it  if  they  had.  Constitutions 
amounted  to  little  unless  protected  by  a  good  rifle.  It  was 
one  thing  to  say  you  owned  a  country  and  quite  another  to 
hold  on  to  it.  The  Indians  were  not  the  only  enemies.  De- 
troit belonged  to  Great  Britain ;  Kaskaskia  and  Cahokia,  in 
Illinois,  to  the  French.  Thus,  two  foreign  nations,  both 
giving  arms  and  ammunition  to  the  savages,  waged  a  cease- 
less warfare. 

Probably  the  first  white  man  to  set  foot  on  the  soil  of 
our  Main  Street  was  a  French  major  named  Celoron  de 
Bienville,  who  ascended  the  Great  jNIiami  in  1751,  and 
described  the  sight  of  thirty  or  forty  bufifaloes  grazing 
at  one  time,  knee  deep  in  the  tall  grass  on  the  river 
l)ottoms.  Tlie  secretary  of  the  Ohio  Land  Company,  Gist, 
who  also  came  here  at  that  time,  gave  an  account  of  the 
charms  of  this  fertile  valley,  the  spreading  trees,  thick,  wav- 
ing grass,  and  unafraid  wild  animals,  an  account  of  which 
will  remind  you  of  Roosevelt's  glowing  recital  of  the  in- 
terior of  South  America.  Indeed,  the  earlier  explorer  in 
liis  travels  was  not  farther  from  civilization  in  his  day  than 
the  later. 

The  site  of  the  settlement  to  be  located  at  the  mouth  of 
Mad  River  was  frequently  under  discussion  among  the  in- 
habitants at  Fort  Washington.  People  had  been  gathering 
there  from  various  points  in  the  East,  waiting  for  a  chance 
to  procure  good  farming  land.  In  1787,  Benjamin  Stites,  of 
Cincinnati,  in  pursuit  of  Indians  who  had  stolen  horses, 
penetrated  the  woods  as  far  as  the  present  site  of  Xenia. 
Coming   back    down    the   banks    of    the   Great    Miami,    he 


16  The  Story  of  Dayton 

brought  the  report  to  his  friend,  John  Cleves  Symmes,  that 
the  confluence  of  the  three  rivers,  the  Miami,  Stillwater, 
and  Mad  rivers,  was,  in  his  opinion,  an  ideal  location  for  a 
city.  Later  Symmes  himself  went  up  the  river  and  added 
his  favorable  report  to  that  of  Stites.  Robert  Patterson,  the 
founder  of  Lexington,  Kentucky,  and  one  of  the  original 
owners  of  Cincinnati,  who  camped  at  the  mouth  of  Mad 
River  on  his  return  from  the  Logan  and  Clarke  raid  against 
the  Indians  in  1788,  testified,  in  his  turn,  that  this  locality 
seemed  to  him  the  most  beautiful  spot  on  earth,  and  that 
he  hoped  to  have  a  home  here,  which  he  eventually  did 
have  in  1804. 

The  fact  that  three  navigable  streams  converged  at  this 
point  was  a  factor  in  all  of  these  favorable  verdicts.  Rivers 
meant  water  power  for  mills,  and  before  roads  existed,  were 
the  only  avenues  of  travel.  The  first  settlers  always  came 
by  water.  At  the  present  time  the  Miami  River  contributes 
not  the  slightest  aid  to  the  industrial  life  of  Dayton ;  still 
less  does  Mad  River  or  Stillwater.  Hindrances,  rather,  if 
the  truth  be  told,  with,  at  one  season  no  water  to  speak  of 
in  the  channel  and  at  another  quite  too  much.  Alad  River 
was  described  by  Gist  as  "a  rapidly  flowing,  deep,  majestic 
stream,  shadowed  by  the  overhanging  forest."  In  1795,  all 
three  streams  were  navigable,  having  at  some  seasons  suf- 
ficient waterway  for  keeled  boats  drawing  four  feet.  The 
destruction  of  the  forests  has  reduced  them  to  their  present 
insignificance.  During  the  first  twenty  years  of  Dayton's 
history  a  large  amount  of  river  commerce  was  carried  on, 
upstream  as  far  as  St.  Marys,  and  downstream  to  New 
Orleans.  Therefore,  in  every  record  of  that  far-off  time 
we  find  mention  of  these  two  characteristics,  the  rich  earth 
and  the  three  rivers,  promising  between  them,  abundant 
crops  and  a  waterway  to  the  markets  of  the  world. 


The   Conquest   of   the   Miami   Lands  1/ 

As  to  the  presence  of  Indians  on  the  site  of  Davton,  and 
of  skirmishes  with  them,  ahundant  testimony  exists.  \\  e 
read  that  they  came  in  fleets  of  canoes  down  the  rivers  from 
their  villages  near  the  present  site  of  Springtield,  and. 
pitching  camp  at  the  mouth  of  Mad  River,  proceeded  to  lay 
in  a  winter's  supply  of  venison  and  huffalo  meat.  In  1780, 
George  Rogers  Clarke  led  a  company  of  Kentuckv  rangers 
t:])  the  Miami  \ 'alley  against  the  Shawnees  in  revenge  for 
bloody  work  done  by  them  south  of  the  Ohio  River.  Two 
years  later,  he  came  again  with  one  hundred  picked  men. 
The  encounter  in  which  they  came  oft'  victors  took  place  at 
the  mouth  of  Alad  River,  the  very  site  of  Dayton.  In  1787 
occurred  the  terrible  battle  of  Blue  Licks.  Kentuckv,  in 
which  two-thirds  of  the  fighting  force  of  that  State  perished. 
In  desperation,  the  settlers  gathered  their  remnants  together 
and  under  Clarke.  Logan,  and  Patterson,  came  up  the  vallev 
once  more  and  held  near  Piqua.  the  severest  engagement 
of  the  war.  Their  triumphant  return,  following  an  over- 
whelming victor}-,  was  right  across  the  course  of  our  present 
streets,  the  camp  being  pitched  on  the  south  l)ank  of  the 
river,  near  the  spot  where  the  gas  works  now  stand. 

Many  famous  warriors  took  part  in  this  batde :  Red 
Jacket,  Big  Corn,  and  Little  Turtle.  (  )ne  was  taken  pris- 
oner. Their  villages  were  wiped  out.  For  a  few  years  the 
Indians,  busy  in  hunting  and  raising  new  crops,  kept  a  par- 
tial peace:  but  not  for  long.  Benjamin  Logan  was  the  next 
leader  to  distinguish  himself  with  the  efficient  help  of 
Robert  Patterson,  who,  in  one  skirmish,  received  a  severe 
wound.  Their  expedition  led  straight  up  our  valley.  Com- 
ing back  by  way  of  Mad  River,  they  found,  on  arriving  at 
the  mouth,  a  camp  of  Indians,  which  was  routed  and 
driven  out  of  reach— this  being  the  second  skirmish  on  the 
site  of  Dayton.     Indians  had  no  false  pride  about  running 


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away.  Each  time  that  they  melted  into  the  shadow  of  the 
woods  or  disappeared  up  the  river,  it  was  only  to  get  fresh 
"wind"  and  weapons  and  begin  all  over  again. 

With  such  constant  warfare,  lasting  from  1780  to  1795, 
there  could  be  no  thought  of  permanent  settlements  at  Mad 
River  or  anywhere  else.  The  deliverer  from  this  state  of 
affairs  proved  to  be  General  Anthony  Wayne,  who,  in  June, 
1794,  met  the  largest  force  of  Indians  ever  assembled  for 
battle,  and  gained  a  decisive  victory.  The  battle  took  place 
about  one  hundred  miles  north  of  us,  and  was  the  turning- 
point  in  the  whole  history  of  western  civilization.  So  sweep- 
ing and  destructive  was  it  that  the  Indians,  recognizing  at 
once  the  end  of  their  cause,  sued  for  peace.  Both  sides 
met  at  Greenville  the  next  year  and  declared  the  war  at  an 
end.  The  Indians,  by  agreement,  "retired  north  of  the  Shelby 
County  line,  and  Ohio  was  at  last  comparatively  safe. 

The  Dayton  plan  had  been  waiting  only  upon  permanent 
peace  and  that  now  being  assured,  steps  were  taken  toward 
the  actual  settlement.  A  treaty  was  signed  on  July  30,  1795, 
and  on  August  6,  just  seven  days  later,  and  as  soon  as  the 
news  could  travel  to  New  Jersey,  the  contract  between 
Symmes  on  the  one  part,  and  Dayton,  Ludlow,  Wilkinson, 
and  St.  Clair  on  the  other,  was  duly  subscribed  to. 

In  September,  two  surveyors,  named  Cooper  and  Dun- 
lap,  started  from  Cincinnati  to  break  ground  in  the  new 
town.  Cooper  was  to  cut  away  brush  and  make  a  trail  up 
which  the  wagons  could  come.  Dunlap  was  to  run  the 
boundaries  of  the  purchase.  On  arriving  at  the  mouth  of 
Mad  River,  they  found,  as  so  many  had  before  them,  a  camp 
of  Indians,  but  the  treaty  was  in  force,  and  after  the  ex- 
change of  a  few  presents,  these  remnants  of  the  once  power- 
ful tribes  wandered  harmlessly  away.  The  Dunlap  party 
remained  a  week,  during  which  time  it  rained  relentlessly, 
soaking  all  their  possessions,  so  that  the  field  notes  had  to 


The   Conquest   of   the   Miami   Lands  19 

be  kept  by  scratching-  ^vith  a  jackknife  on  a  flat  slab  of 
wood.  In  November,  Israel  Ludiow  came  up  and  laid  out 
the  streets,  naming  one  after  himself,  the  others  after  his 
colleagues,  adding  Jefferson  Street,  to  the  east,  because  they 
were  all  good  Federalists,  and  the  town  itself  he  called 
DAYTON. 

Then,   it  being  cold  weather,   all   further  arrangements 
for  the  settlement  were  suspended  until  spring. 


CHAPTER  III. 

1790. 

The  Real  Settlement. 

The  Dayton  settlers  start  from  Cincinnati.  The  Land  party 
and  its  adventures.  The  Water  part}-  and  its  difficulties.  Ten 
days  of  travel  and  tlie  destination  reached.  Dayton  comes  on 
the  map. 


In  the  last  chapter  we  heard  of  the  men  who  hought  the 
land  where  otir  city  now  stands,  and  of  the  other  men  who 
protected  it  from  the  Indians.  In  this  we  shall  know  some- 
thing- of  the  first  real  Daytonians.  how  they  happened  to 
come  here,  and  how  they  prospered.  I  shall  ask  yon  to  use 
your  imaginations,  becatise  history  must  be  read  with  a 
vision.     All  the  trtith  cannot  be  \n\t  down  in  books. 

Throughout  the  winter  of  1795-96,  preparations  had 
been  going  on  at  Cincinnati  for  the  new  settlement.  The 
promoters  made  good  use  of  the  waiting  time  by  describing 
with  enthusiasm  the  advantages  of  a  home  in  Dayton. 
Tempting  inducements  were  offered.  Each  householder 
was  to  have  the  gift  of  an  "inlot"  and  an  "outlot."  meaning 
a  town  site  for  his  home  and  ten  acres  outside  the  bounda- 
ries, for  purposes  of  ctiltivation.  He  was  also  to  be  granted 
the  privileges  of  buying  one  hundred  and  sixty  acres  in  ad- 
dition, for  the  sum  of  a  dollar  and  thirteen  cents  an  acre, 
which  plan  has  been  since  followed  by  the  Federal  Gov- 
ernment for  the  l)enefit  of  homesteaders.  The  contract 
obliged  the  settler  to  clear  his  land  and  build  a  cabin. 

In  November  a  lottery  had  been  held  by  the  surveying 
party,  acting  for  others  as  well  as  for  themselves,  to  divide 
the  ground  fairly.  Forty-six  men  were  found  to  have  drawn 
lots.  By  spring  however,  this  ntimber  had  dwindled  tuitil 
in  March  onlv  nineteen  were  reallv  readv  to  make  the  start. 


22  TJic  Story  uf  Dayton 

Counting  wives  and  children,  there  were  just  thirty-six  souls 
who  became,  in  1796,  the  actual  settlers  of  Dayton. 

Necessity  divided  the  group  into  three  parties,  tw^o  to  go 
by  land  and  one  by  water.  The  first  party  consisted  of  ten 
persons,  led  by  John  Hamar,  who  made  the  journey  in  a 
two-horse  wagon  over  the  road  cut  by  Cooper  the  fall  be- 
fore. This  is  now  the  Cincinnati  pike.  In  the  other 
land  party  were  George  Newcom,  his  wife,  and  six  other 
couples.  A  rather  important  member  of  this  cavalcade,  if 
we  may  credit  the  frequent  mention  of  her  in  all  the  old 
histories,  was  a  family  cow  belonging  to  Samuel  Thompson, 
himself  a  member  of  the  boat  party.  William  Van  Cleve 
drove  the  cow,  and  she  paid  her  way  in  milk  for  the  chil- 
dren night  and  morning. 

The  stores  for  the  land  parties  were  carried  in  creels, 
or  baskets  made  of  hickory  withes,  and  swung  on  each  side 
of  the  pack  horses.  In  these  receptacles  were  loaded  the 
household  treasures  for  the  new  home ;  bedding,  skillets, 
tools,  seed  corn,  provisions,  a  chair  or  two,  clothing,  and 
sometimes  one  might  see,  peeping  out  over  the  edge,  the 
laughing  face  of  the  littlest  child,  put  there  to  save  the 
tired  arms  of  the  mother.  The  crossing  of  tributary  creeks 
proved  a  problem  met  with  not  a  few  times  between  Cincin- 
nati and  Dayton.  If  it  were  a  small  stream  which  obstructed 
the  way,  the  men  hewed  down  a  large  tree  so  that  the  trunk 
would  fall  across  the  current,  and  on  this  footbridge  the 
women  and  children  crossed  dry  shod.  If,  however,  the 
stream  were  larger,  a  raft  was  made  by  cutting  saplings, 
binding  them  together  and  poling  the  party  across. 

Owing  to  three  armies  which  had  passed  over  it  and 
trodden  down  the  earth,  the  road  from  Cincinnati  to  Fort 
Hamilton  was  found  in  fair  condition ;  beyond  Hamilton, 
however,  there  was  not  a  wheel  track,  only  the  blazed  trees 
and  the  clearing  made  by  Cooper.  Their  first  camp  was 
made  seven  miles  above  Cincinnati,  the  second  at  Dunlap's 
Station,  and  the  third  at  Hamilton.  Every  night  the  set- 
tlers built  a  fire  of  dry  wood  and  cooked  a  wild  goose  for 


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23 


supper.  Large  flocks  of  ducks  and  geese  were  continually 
flying  overhead  and  nests  were  found  full  of  eggs  in  the 
rushes. 

During  this  time  the  water  party  progressed  slowly, 
experiencing,  on  the  whole,  a  most  laborious  journey. 
The  pirogue  had  been  built  on  the  river  bank  at  the  foot 
of  Sycamore  Street,  Cincinnati.  It  started  on  March  21 
with  the  Thompson's,  the  McClure's,  Benjamin  Van  Cleve, 
and  a  dozen  others  on  board.  The  first  stage  of  the  journey 
was  in  the  manner  of  that  so  often  taken  by  the  immigrants 


Coming  up   fioni    Cuicinuati   in  ITOG. 

from  Pittsburgh,  a  mere  floating  with  the  current,  as  far  at 
least  as  the  mouth  of  the  Miami  River.  This  stage  of  the 
journey  occupied  the  whole  of  the  first  day.  Where  the 
two  rivers  meet,  a  long  peninsula  was  found  to  extend  into 
the  Ohio.  Here  the  women  and  children  went  ashore  and 
walked  across,  meeting  the  boat  as  it  rounded  the  point. 

Beyond  the  mouth  of  the  river,  it  was  no  longer  a 
question  of  letting  the  current  do  the  work,  but  a  forcing 
of    the    heavily-laden    boat    upstream    by    sheer    muscular 


24  The  Story  of  Dayton 

strength.  A  running  board  extended  the  length  of  the 
pirogue,  and  upon  this  stood  the  men  who  worked  the  boat. 
While  one  steered,  another  shoved  a  stout  pole  into  the  bank 
or  bottom  of  the  stream,  then,  holding  the  other  end  to  his 
shoulder,  w^alked  slowly  from  the  prow  to  the  stern,  forcing 
the  craft  slowly  against  the  current.  A\'ithdrawing  the  pole, 
he  went  back  to  the  prow  for  a  new  "set,"  repeating  this 
duty,  hour  after  hour,  while  the  l)oat  crept  at  a  snail's  pace 
up  the  river.  A\'hen  shallows  were  met  in  the  channel, 
a  rope  was  attached  to  a  tree  on  the  bank,  upstream,  and 
all  on  board  would  take  hold  and  pull,  until  the  craft  was 
e\en  with  the  tree.  Another  tree  being  selected  farther  on, 
another  loop  of  the  rope  was  effected  and  another  pull, 
bright  miles  a  day  was  a  good  run.  Think  of  it  the  next 
time  you  come  up  from  Cincinnati  in  an  hour  and  twenty 
minutes  on  the  Big  Foiu'  train. 

That  sixty-mile  journey  required  just  ten  days  to  cover, 
inch  I))-  inch,  mile  by  mile.  And  did  they  enjoy  it,  we  won- 
der? Was  the  river  beautiful,  with  glassy  reflections,  as  it 
is  now,  in  calm  reaches  far  from  the  city?  Were  pussy- 
willows just  feathering  out?  Were  thickets  pink  with  red- 
bud  and  white  with  dogwood?  We  do  not  know,  for  the 
only  account  of  the  journey,  that  given  by  Benjamin  A'an 
Cleve,  is  chiefly  concerned  with  the  effort  to  reach  their 
destination.  15ut  it  was  .\pril,  and  that  alone  must  have 
filled  their  hearts  with  hope  and  courage  for  whatever  was 
before  them. 

The  boat  ]3arty  was  the  first  to  arrive.  Rounding  the 
curve  in  the  river,  where  for  so  many  years  since  then  it 
has  been  flowing  under  the  Dayton  X'iew  bridge,  the  pio- 
neers ])erceive(l  before  their  eyes  the  swift  current  of  Alad 
River  em])tying  itself  into  the  main  channel,  just  as  it  had 
been  described,  and  saying  to  each  other  (so  we  may 
imagine),  "Yes,  this  must  lie  the  place."  they  tied  the 
pirogue  to  a  tree  at  the  head  oi  St.  Clair  Street  and  led 
by  Mrs.  Thompson,  all  clambered  ashore. 

.\t  that  moment  DAYTOX  came  on  the  map  I 


The  Real  Settlciiieut  2? 

It  certainly  bore  small  resemblance  to  tbe  DAYTOX  we 
know,  this  forest  wilderness  of  vines  and  shrubs,  these 
groves  of  oak  and  beech  and  walnut,  the  rows  of  stately 
sycamores  sweeping  with  their  branches  the  surface  of  the 
water,  and  in  the  midst  of  it  all,  a  handful  of  simple,  pio- 
n.eer  people  looking  gravely  about.  And  what  would  the 
Thompson's  and  Xewcom's  have  thought  if.  looking  ahead 
a  century  and  more,  the}-  could  have  seen  the  ])resent  vista 
of  Alain  Street,  the  britlges.  the  cars,  and  Steele  Iligli 
School  ? 

Whatever  we  niav  surmise  about  the  doings  of  these 
first  Daytonians.  a  shelter  of  some  kind  we  may  be  sure  was 
their  first  concern.  \'an  Cleve  tells  us  that  they  broke  up 
the  pirogue  and  with  the  lumber  built  a  three-sided  shack, 
open  to  the  camp  fire.  This  formed  a  partial  shelter  against 
wild  animals  and  spring  storms,  from  both  of  which  there 
was  instant  need  of  jirotection.  A  day  or  so  later,  creeping 
u])  from  the  south,  and  threading  the  grassy  clearing  full 
of  stumi^s  and  gullies  which  was  one  day  to  be  Alain  Street. 
came  the  two  wagon  parties.  Imagine  how  glad  they  all 
were  to  meet  again  :  how  the  wagon  people  told  the  boat 
]:)eople  about  the  creeks  and  the  wild  geese,  how  the  boat 
people  told  the  wagon  people  about  the  hard  pull  o\er  the 
"riffles"  at  Franklin. 

Then,  of  course,  thev  all  went  to  work.  Xot  enough 
hours  between  dawn  and  sunset  for  all  there  was  to  do. 
Each  day  several  big  oaks  or  maples  fell  with  a  crash  and 
were  cut  into  lengths  for  cabin  walls.  The  men  worked  to- 
gether, putting  up  each  house  in  turn. 

Round  logs  were  fitted  at  the  corners,  enclosing  one  large 
room  with  a  loft  above,  reached  by  means  of  pegs  driven 
in  the  chinks.  Xot  a  nail  was  used,  for  the  good  reason 
that  they  had  none.  A\'ooden  pins  kept  the  door  and  v»in- 
dow^  frames  in  place.  Floors  were  made  by  splitting  logs 
lengthwise  and  laying  the  flat  side  up — puncheon  floors, 
they  were  called.  An  opening  six  or  eight  feet  square  was 
left  on  one  wall,  and  against  this  the  chimnev  was  built  of 


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flat  stones  from  the  river  bottom,  daubed  with  mud  or  clay. 
Houses  made  in  this  way  were  not  handsome,  but  proved 
to  be  both  warm  in  winter  and  cool  in  summer,  much  su- 
perior to  the  later  dwellings  built  of  clapboards. 

With  a  roof  over  their  heads,  the  next  move  of  the  pio- 
neers was  towards  a  garden.  As  each  man  cleared  hih 
ground  of  trees  and  brush  he  sowed  it  with  potatoes,  corn, 
and  beans.  By  midsummer  of  1796,  the  clearing  west  of 
Wilkinson  Street  had  been  converted  into  a  wide  cornfield, 
cultivated  by  all  the  village,  each  family  taking  its  share  of 
the  crops.  The  remainder  of  the  cleared  ground  followed 
the  present  course  of  Monument  Avenue  along  the  river 
bank,  the  one  row  of  cabins  so  placed  that  the  owners  would 
be  able  to  see  the  boats  passing  up  and  down  stream. 

The  boundaries  of  Dayton  at  that  time  were  Monument 
Avenue  on  the  north  as  far  as  the  present  course  of  the 
canal ;  on  St.  Clair  south  to  Fifth,  thence  west  to  Jefferson, 
south  to  Sixth,  west  to  Ludlow,  north  to  Fifth,  then  to  Wil- 
kinson and  the  river  once  more.  But  of  all  this,  the  meager 
group  of  cabins  on  the  river  bank  constituted  the  only  vis- 
ible proof  that  a  town  existed.  Small  wonder  that  strangers 
stopping  at  Newcom's  Tavern  to  inquire  how  much  farther 
it  was  to  Dayton,  had  to  be  told  that  they  had  just  passed 
through  it ! 

Three  gullies,  running  from  north  to  south  through  the 
town  site,  added  to  the  difficulty  of  making  streets.  In 
1891,  while  digging  for  a  sewer  at  Third  and  Main,  the 
workmen  uncovered,  six  or  eight  feet  beneath  the  surface, 
a  number  of  logs  placed  there  in  the  early  years  of  the  last 
century  to  keep  horses  from  sinking  into  the  mud.  Mud 
there  was,  you  may  be  sure,  and  plenty  of  it — mud  and 
stumps,  tall  weeds  and  pawpaw  thickets,  tangles  of  wild 
grapes,  and  five  log  cabins  with  blue  smoke  curling  from 
their  chimnevs — that  was  Davton  in  her  birthdav  vear  of 
1796. 


CHAPTER  IV. 

1793_1800. 

A  Pioneer  Family. 

If  you  were  an  early  Dayton  boy.  The  fireside  and  the  din- 
ner talde.  Wild  turkey,  corn  dodgers,  hominy  and  sorghum, 
venison.  How  mother  made  things  comfortable.  The  road  to 
a  loaf  of  bread. 


A  glance  inside  the  old  Xewcom  Tavern,  now  standing 
on  the  river  bank  at  \'an  Cleve  P'ark.  will  tell  the  story  of 
how  our  pioneer  ancestors  lived.  A  big  open  fireplace, 
the  feattire  of  ever}-  pioneer  home,  was  the  gathering  place 
of  the  family.  It  held  on  winter  days  a  roaring  fire  of 
hickory  logs,  cleverly  built  so  as  to  furnish  light  as  well  as 
heat.  The  family  cooking  was  done  over  this  fire,  and 
back-breaking,  face-scorching  work  it  must  liave  been 
for  the  mother.  Fortunately,  not  as  many  viands  were  re- 
quired then  as  now.  A  bowl  of  mush  and  milk  or  one  of 
hominy  and  sorghtim  made  a  full  meal  foi;  a  hungrv,  pioneer 
boy.  Dipped  hot  from  a  big  iron  kettle  on  a  crane,  such  as 
hangs  in  the  cabin  to-day,  it  was  a  dish  fit  for  an  emperor. 

Meat  was  roasted  by  the  direct  heat  of  the  fire,  turned 
from  one  side  to  the  other,  a  job  for  the  smallest  child,  sit- 
ting on  a  low  stool  with  a  string  in  his  fingers.  Among  the 
Xewcom  utensils  you  will  see  an  iron  '■s])ider'"  on  three 
legs,  into  which  the  batter  for  the  cornbread  was  put,  and 
where,  between  the  coals  below  and  those  on  the  cover,  it 
acquired  a  crisp  brown.  A  broom  was  made  bv  shaving 
the  end  of  a  hickory  stick  into  withes,  which  were  then  bent 
back  and  tied  in  a  tight  brush.  The  first  candles  were  home- 
made wicks  dipped  into  a  kettle  of  melted  grease,  as  many 
times  as  were  needed  for  the  required  size. — "tallow  dips'" 
thev  were  called, — thick  at  one  end  anfl  thin  at  the  other, 


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TJic  Story  of  Dayton 


which  smoked  and  sputtered  in  their  own  dim  light.  Little 
use  had  the  early  settlers  for  artificial  light!  Such  tree- 
chopping,  stump-grubbing,  log-rolling  days  as  they  spent 
left  small  necessity  for  evening  lamps. 

The  furniture  of  a  pioneer  home  was  mainly  the  product 
of  the  ax  and  the  jackknife.  Three-legged  stools  were  a 
necessity,  the  floor  being  so  uneven  that  four  legs  would 
never  all  touch  at  once.  A  bed  in  the  corner  was  built  of 
strips  held  up  by  poles  resting  in  a  forked  stick  and  inserted 


A    Pioneer    Interior. 

between  the  logs  of  the  wall,  the  surface  being  covered  with 
dried  grass  and  bear  skins.  Above  the  fireplace  hung  the 
implement  most  frequently  needed  and  most  hurriedly 
reached  for,  the  rifle.  With  it  were  the  powder  horn  and 
shot  pouch.  When  an  Indian  yell  split  the  night  air,  or  a 
noise  at  the  pigpen  said  "W^olves,"  the  gun  must  be  where 
one  sweep  of  the  arm  would  get  it.  Dried  ears  of  corn, 
strings  of  garlic,  peppers,  pumpkins,  and  coon  skins  hung 


A  Pioneer  Family  31 

thick  from  the  rafters.  Shelves  supported  the  few  pewter 
plates  and  cups  wdiich  had  been  brought  from  Cincinnati. 
Shallow  bowls  hollowed  out  of  hard  wood  or  whittled  from 
a  crook-necked  gourd,  served  as  vegetable  dishes.  The 
spoons  were  few  and  made  of  horn.  If  a  visitor  came,  he 
took  his  hunting  knife  from  its  sheath  and  used  that. 

Each  cabin  held  a  spinning  wheel,  and  some  of  them  a 
hand  loom.  Without  these  useful  machines  little  girls 
would  have  lacked  the  necessary  petticoats  and  their  father 
his  shirts.  The  flax  and  wool  out  of  which  they  were  made 
had  to  be  raised  on  the  place ;  this  we  know  because  of  f  re- 
c|uent  mention  of  snakes  in  the  flax  patch  and  wolves  in  the 
sheep  pen.  Each  industry  met  its  own  problems.  The 
yarn,  when  spun  and  carded,  was  dyed  with  butternut  hulls 
or  madder  root,  and  woven  on  the  hand  loom.  The  cloth 
was  then  made  up  by  hand  into  garments,  not  by  any  means 
as  fashionable  as  those  to  be  found  in  the  department  stores 
now  standing  on  the  same  spot.  If  the  pioneers  had  been 
ambitious  about  the  cut  of  their  clothes,  we  never  should 
have  had  Dayton — of  that  you  may  be  sure.  If  the  wom- 
en's rough  dresses  were  warm  and  held  at  the  seams  it  was 
all  that  was  necessary.  A  man's  hunting  shirt  of  deerskin 
w^ith  leggins  of  the  same,  must  have  lasted  half  a  lifetime, 
and  a  coon-skin  cap,  such  as  "Natty  Bimipo"  wore,  never 
went  out  of  style. 

You  will  be  curious  to  know  what,  aside  from  the  mush- 
and-milk  which  was  everywhere  the  staple  food,  those  early 
Dayton  boys  and  girls  had  to  eat.  The  surprising  fact  was 
that  they  had  plenty  of  the  luxuries  which  are  now  very  ex- 
pensive, but  almost  none  of  the  plainer  things  that  the  poor- 
est now  enjoy.  Wild  game,  venison,  and  grouse  they  ate 
every  day;  bread — nice,  common  bread,  they  waited  years 
for. 

How  often  it  happens  during  the  present  Dayton  days 
that  the  bread  for  dinner  has  been  forgotten.  "Go  to  the 
grocery,  son,  and  buy  me  a  loaf,"  says  the  mother.  Brought 
home,  it  takes  its  place  on  the  table  as  the  least  important 


A  Pioneer  Family  o3 

thing,  good  to  hold  gravy  and  to  fill  up  on,  but  by  no  means 
a  delicacy.  Ah,  but  if  you  had  to  do  without  it !  Let  me 
tell  you  what  a  long  road  it  was  that  led  to  a  loaf  of  bread 
in  the  years  of  1796-97. 

Corn  could  be  raised  in  one  season,  and  it  was  always 
hoped  to  get  a  crop  the  first  summer.  Therefore,  johnny- 
cake  was  the  first  bread  aimed  at.  But  for  a  wheat  loaf,  the 
seed  wheat  must  be  brought  in  pack  saddles  from  Cin- 
cinnati ;  it  was  expensive  and  they  almost  counted  the  grains 
to  see  that  none  were  lost.  In  order  to  sow  it,  mellow,  even 
ground  must  be  prepared,  therefore,  the  first  step  on  the 
long  road  to  a  loaf  of  bread  was  to  cut  down  perhaps 
twenty  big  trees  and  dig  out  the  roots — two  seasons'  work 
at  the  very  least.  Plow  there  was  none,  so  father  searched 
out  a  three-pronged  hickory  branch,  "ironed"  one  end  of  it 
and  held  to  the  other  while  the  horse  dragged  it  around  the 
clearing.  Not  scientific  plowing  by  any  means,  but  it  got 
things  stirred  up  after  a  fashion,  ready  for  the  wheat  to 
be  sown  in.  Later  if  the  crows  were  not  too  industrious 
and  the  following  winter  not  too  severe;  if  the  rain  came 
when  it  should  and  not  when  it  shouldn't ;  if  the  Miami  did 
not  burst  its  banks  and  spoil  the  furrows, — the  grain  at 
last  came  up  and  headed  out. 

When  ripe,  there  was  no  harvester  to  be  driven  around 
the  field,  cutting  and  binding  at  one  stroke.  Father  did  it 
with  a  sickle,  and  you  helped.  Also,  of  course,  no  steam 
threshing  machine  to  sift  the  grain  from  the  straw.  Again 
the  work  was  done  by  father's  hands  and  yours,  and  two 
flails.  The  grain  gleaned,  threshed,  and  loaded  into  sacks, 
much  indeed  had  been  done,  but  you  were  still  pretty  far 
from  a  loaf  of  bread.  Bread  required  yeast,  and  yeast 
means  the  planting  of  vines, — another  season's  work, — then 
hops  to  be  picked  and  soaked  and  strained. 

At  last  the  loaf  of  raised  dough,  which  must  be  baked, 
and  how,  without  pans  or  a  cook-stove?  The  forehanded 
among  the  Dayton  householders  had  built  brick  ovens  in 
their  yards.     (A  long  branch  road  here,  to  find  a  clay  bank, 


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The  Story  of  Dayton 


make  bricks,  and  do  a  mason's  work  with  mortar  and 
trowel,  father  always,  and  you,  too,  looking  on  and  handing 
him  tools.)  With  a  big  fire  kindled  in  the  oven,  the  bricks 
made  hot,  the  bread,  nicely  risen,  was  pushed  in  on  a  long- 
handled  shovel  and  left  to  the  heat  of  the  bricks  and  ashes. 
What  came  out  an  hour  later  was  worth  talking  about !  All 
this  at  the  very  least,  a  two  years'  job! 

Do  you  wonder  that  the  children  watched  the  growth  of 
the  wheat  stalks  from  day  to  day,  knowing  that  each  sun- 


Hand  made   sausage   filler,   Newcom   Cabin. 

rise  brought  them  nearer  to  a  loaf  of  bread?  And  are  you 
not  thankful  that  machines  and  modern  kitchens  have  short- 
ened the  road? 

As  to  meat,  there  was  no  scarcity  of  that,  as  we  have 
seen.  When  hungry,  you  took  your  gun  and  went  over  the 
river  to  where  the  Bellevue  apartments  now  stand,  and  if 
in  twenty  minutes,  you  did  not  bring  down  a  fat  gobbler, 
you  must  certainly  have  been  a  bad  shot.  Van  Cleve  tells 
us  that  often  there  was  no  breakfast  until  it  was  brought 


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A  Pioneer  Family  35 

in  from  the  woods,  which  emphasized  the  difference  be- 
tween hunting  for  fun  and  hunting  as  a  deadly  necessity. 

Deer  shooting  was  done  at  night  on  the  river  with  a 
lighted  torch  fastened  to  the  prow  of  the  boat.  The  an- 
imals coming  down  to  drink  were  transfixed  with  curiosity 
or  terror,  and  stood  quite  still — an  easy  mark.  When  the 
hunt  was  successful,  it  was  not  only  a  week's  supply  of 
food  that  was  brought  in,  but  a  fine  pelt  out  of  which  to 
make  caps  and  leggings. 

Our  ancestors  made  use  of  everything  the  woods  offered, 
which  was,  after  all,  everything  they  needed,  except  that  it 
meant  hard  work  to  get  it.  If  a  table  were  lacking,  the 
father  felled  an  oak  tree,  split  a  section  of  the  log  length- 
wise, smoothed  the  flat  side  with  a  broad-ax,  fastened  four 
straight  legs  into  auger  holes  on  the  bark  side  and  said  (so 
we  may  imagine),  "There,  mother!    There's  your  table." 

If  protection  was  needed  under  foot  on  cold  mornings, 
father  shot  a  bear — the  rug  made  from  the  hide  was  warm, 
and  the  flank  steaks  juicy.  Every  flock  of  migrating  birds, 
flapping  their  way  southward  in  November,  meant  at  the 
same  time  roast  duck  or  goose  for  dinner  and  a  new  set  of 
pillows. 

The  river  literally  teemed  with  fish.  We  read  that 
two  full  wagon  loads  were  hauled  up  at  one  time  in  a  seine 
net,  let  down  in  mid-channel  at  the  head  of  Main  Street. 
The  woods  were  a  tangle  of  blackberry  and  wild  grape  vines, 
blueberries,  hazel  nuts,  and  wild  strawberries  abounded  m 
season.  The  maple  trees  yielded  sap  and  sugar,  the  shag- 
barks  dropped  hickory  nuts,  the  nests  of  wild  birds  were 
full  of  eggs,  and  in  the  hollows  of  dead  trees  honey  in  the 
comb  lay  hidden. 

It  was  a  "fruitful  wilderness"  indeed,  and  no  chance  for 
any  boy  to  go  hungry.  We  may  be  sure  that  they  did  tire 
of  wild  fruits  and  venison,  and  longed  wildly  for  roast 
pork  and  apples,  or  a  slice  of  bread  and  butter.  It  was 
many  a  day  before  these  luxuries  appeared ;  four  years  un- 


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The  Story  of  Dayton 


til  Daniel  Cooper  brought  the  first  drove  of  hogs  from  Cin- 
cinnati, and  longer  before  the  orchards  were  in  bearing. 

At  a  log-rolling  or  a  wedding,  the  entire  pioneer  menu 
would  be  set  out.  Wild  turkey,  goose,  bear  steaks,  venison, 
corn-dodgers,  rabbit  stew,  hominy  fried  in  bear's  grease, 
grape  preserves  and  honey,  all  served  on  one  plate.  If  the 
children  passed  their  plates  even  to  the  third  time,  it  was 
because  they  had  earned  the  right, 
having  worked  as  hard,  at  least  for 
their  small  strength,  as  the  grown 
people. 

Since  the  father  must  cut  timber, 
shoot  game,  plow,  and  build  houses, 
little  of  his  time  was  left  in  which 
to  pound  corn,  dig  potatoes,  or  take 
the  cow  to  pasture,  therefore,  these 
duties  were  left  to  the  boy.  Since 
the  mother  must  spin  and  weave 
and  cook,  make  candles  and  soap, 
cure  meat  and  do  tailoring  for  the 
family,  it  is  evident  that  the  baby- 
tending,  pumpkin-scraping,  bean- 
shelling,  and  weeding  had  to  be 
done  by  somebody,  and  that  some- 
body was  the  boy's  sister.  Girls  of 
ten  and  twelve  took  up  from  neces- 
sity tasks  for  which  their  mothers 
had  no  time.  Work  that  now  seems 
too  heavy  for  a  boy  of  seventeen 
was  then  done  by  one  of  eight.  Results  showed  that  they 
were  never  the  worse  for  it.  No  school  for  the  making  of 
self-reliant  men  and  women  like  the  early  Dayton  days ! 

Busy  hours  brought  good  appetites  and  a  sound  night's 
rest.  Sitting  after  supper  on  a  stool  before  the  fire,  what 
wonder  one  grew  sleepy  and  had  to  be  helped  up  the  ladder 
to  the  bearskin  bed  in  the  loft!  Stars  peeped  through  be- 
tween chinks  in  the  logs,  and  an  owl  hooted  mournfully  in 


Hand  hominy  mill;  original 
in  Log  Cabin. 


A  Pioneer  Family  37 

a  tree.  From  the  woods  across  the  river  one  could  some- 
times hear  a  panther  scream — a  horrid  sound,  Hke  a  big  cat 
or  a  baby !  Wolves,  too,  prowled  around  in  cold  weather 
and  sniffed  at  the  cracks.  Reasons  enough  to  cover  up  one's 
head  in  the  warm,  safe  bed  and  to  be  glad  father  had  barred 
the  door  with  the  heavy  wooden  latch. 


CHAPTER  V. 

1795—1800. 

Hardships  and  Progress. 

Dayton's  first  experience  with  hard  times.  Titles  to  land 
wanted  and  won.  Newcom's  Tavern  becomes  the  hub  of  the 
Miami  universe.  Dayton  builds  a  church.  Ohio  at  last  a  .State, 
and  Montgomery  a  county. 


A  city,  it  seems,  cannot  be  a  real  city  without  an  ex- 
perience of  hard  times,  and  Dayton,  on  its  way  to  cityhood, 
must  needs  have  its  share.  The  successful  beginning  and 
the  prosperity  of  the  subsequent  two  years  came  to  an  end 
in  1798  when  the  homesteaders  discovered,  to  their  dismay, 
that  titles  to  their  land  were  lacking.  Moreover,  it  seemed 
as  though  such  security  was  not  to  be  had.  Symmes  had 
failed  to  meet  his  obligations  to  the  Government,  and  owned 
no  patent.  What  he  did  not  possess  he  could  not  pass  on. 
The  four  purchasers, — Ludlow,  Wilkinson,  St.  Clair,  and 
Dayton, — could  do  no  better.  It  was  a  discouraging  situ- 
ation. The  brunt  of  the  misfortune  came,  of  course,  upon 
the  hard-working  and  patient  men  who  had  parted  with 
homes  in  the  East  and  come  out  to  the  wilderness  at  the 
risk  of  their  lives.  Do  you  wonder  that  the  question  on 
every  one's  lips  was,  "Why  break  roads,  build  cabins,  and 
plow  fields,  if  they  are  to  be  taken  from  us?" 

Under  such  unsettled  conditions  the  Dayton  settlers  were 
restless  and  unhappy.  New  people  could  not  be  persuaded 
to  take  up  land,  and  if  they  did  not  come,  Dayton  could 
never  be  Dayton.  Several  families  moved  away,  leaving 
empty  cabins,  which  added  to  the  general  depression.  Not 
only  property  rights,  but  living  conditions  were  under  a 
cloud.  Food  was  scarce.  Flour  (if  they  bought  it)  cost 
fourteen  dollars  a  barrel,  and  all  merchandise,  hauled 
through  the  heavy  mud  from  Cincinnati,  was  high  in  pro- 


Hardships  and  Progress  39 

portion.  Indian  troubles  were  not  as  entirely  at  an  end 
as  the  treaties  indicated.  Bears  invaded  the  pigpens,  and 
everybody  had  the  ague.  Early  writers  assure  us  that  there 
was  at  least  one  compensation  connected  with  the  last  af- 
fliction, inasmuch  as  "chill  day"  for  half  the  town  was 
"well  day"  for  the  other  half.  Therefore,  in  1799,  when 
five  Dayton  citizens  wrapped  themselves  in  blankets,  shiv- 
ered and  drank  boneset  tea,  the  other  four  shouldered  their 
axes  and  went  to  work. 

In  1799,  Congress  attempted  to  help  out  this  property 
puzzle  by  the  passage  of  a  bill  allowing  increased  time  for 
payments,  and  offering,  on  payment  of  two  dollars  an  acre, 
clear  title  to  settlers  on  the  Symmes  grant.  This,  you  may 
imagine,  was  not  wholly  satisfactory.  Symmes  paid,  or 
was  to  have  paid,  sixty-six  cents  an  acre ;  the  four  subse- 
quent purchasers,  eighty-three  cents.  To  double  the  orig- 
inal price  was,  for  most  of  the  settlers,  bankruptcy,  and 
a  hundred  years  was  a  long  time  to  wait  for  the  rise  in  real 
estate  values  on  Main  Street.  The  homesteaders  maintained, 
and  no  one  would  deny,  that  between  Indians  and  wolves, 
ague  and  mud,  hard  work  and  scant  living,  they  earned  the 
land  by  merely  staying  on  it. 

At  this  juncture  Daniel  C.  Cooper  came  to  the  support 
of  his  friends'  claims  and  his  own.  He  had  joined  the  Day- 
ton colony  in  1797,  pre-empting  a  large  farm  south  of  town. 
Convinced  that  Dayton  property  could  not  fail  to  increase 
in  value,  he  purchased  land  rights  from  his  fellow  citizens 
until  he  practically  owned  the  larger  part  of  the  town. 
Through  his  influence  with  Government  officials,  a  state- 
ment was  presented  to  Congress,  praying  that  since  "the 
petitioners  had,  at  vast  expense,  labor,  and  difficulty,  suc- 
ceeded in  founding  a  settlement  at  the  mouth  of  Mad  River, 
they  most  respectfully  submitted  that  they  had  not  received 
the  benefits  and  advantages  for  which  they  had  hoped." 

The  result  of  this  petition  was  the  opening  of  a  land 
office  at  Cincinnati,  through  which  each  homesteader  finally 
received  a  duly  registered  certificate,  tangible  proof  of  his 


40  The  Story  of  Dayton 

ownership.  Those  who  had  held  out  did,  however,  have  to 
pay  a  dollar  for  their  town  lots  and  two  dollars  an  acre 
for  land  which  had  been  offered  them  free  in  the  beginning. 
Nevertheless  things  went  better.  More  people  came  in, 
some  glad  to  find  vacant  homes  ready  to  occupy.  Others 
built  on  Main  Street  lots. 

During  the  winter  of  1797,  it  became  necessary  to  recog- 
nize definite  boundary  lines  to  this  region,  therefore,  Day- 
ton Township  was  created.  It  included  six  of  our  present 
counties,  a  large  and  sparsely  settled  area,  of  which  Dayton 
was  the  geographical  and  business  center.  At  that  time 
wagon  parties  were  continually  coming  up  from  Cincinnati 
to  find  new  homes,  settlers  driving  down  from  the  north  to 
trade,  and  in  spite  of  the  lack  of  good  roads,  people  went 
about  more  or  less,  made  friendships,  and  transacted  busi- 
ness. All  the  "trails"  centered  at  Dayton,  and  Newcom's 
Tavern,  which  then  stood  on  the  southwest  corner  of  Main 
and  Water  streets  (now  Monument  Avenue),  was  the  hub 
of  the  Miami  universe.  One  might  almost  say  it  was  the 
most  important  building  from  here  to  Detroit.  You  may 
see  it  now,  in  its  hale  old  age,  with  logs  apparently  as  sound 
as  when  felled  more  than  a  century  ago,  and  preserving  its 
character  as  the  type  of  a  pioneer  dwelling. 

In  its  youth  it  represented  advanced  ideas  in  city  build- 
ing. Up  to  this  time  cabins  had  been  constructed  of  round 
logs  daubed  with  clay;  Newcom's  house  was  of  hewn  logs 
chinked  with  mortar.  People  from  "up  country"  went 
home  and  told  admiring  neighbors  about  Newcom's.  The 
plan  consisted  of  two  large  rooms  on  the  first  floor  with  a 
half-story  above.  In  front  of  the  living-room  fireplace  sat, 
in  that  far-off  time,  many  a  backwoodsman,  many  a  soldier 
or  settler,  sometimes  a  government  surveyor,  or  a  visiting 
judge,  exchanging  news  of  the  day.  For,  in  addition  to 
serving  as  a  dwelHng  and  a  tavern,  Newcom's  was  the  first 
store ;  it  housed  the  first  class  of  school  children ;  court  sat 
in  the  side  room,  and  church  services  were  held  there  on 
Sunday.     Legend  also  calls  it  the  first  jail  because  an  ob- 


Hardships  and  Progress  41 

streperous  Indian  was  once  said  to  have  been  confined  in 
the  corncrib.  Whether  or  not  all  the  stories  be  true,  New- 
com's  was,  you  may  be  sure,  the  place  where  everybody  met 
everybody  else  and  discussed  the  news  of  the  day;  who  had 
chills  that  week,  and  what  they  did  for  them;  whether  big 
game  had  been  shot,  or  new  people  had  come  to  town. 
There,  muskrat  skins  could  be  exchanged  for  a  pound  of 
sugar,  or  wild  beeswax  for  powder  and  shot;  there  preach- 
ing might  be  heard  on  Sunday,  and  perhaps  a  lawsuit,  if 
court  happened  to  be  sitting. 

In  the  spring  of  1799  warnings  reached  Dayton  to  the 
effect  that  hostile  Indians  were  gathering  into  bands,  evi- 
dently for  no  good  purpose.  For  necessary  protection,  a 
log  stockade  was  hastily  constructed  at  the  head  of  Main 
Street,  just  where  the  Soldiers'  Monument  now  stands. 
It  was  a  building  large  enough  to  hold  all  the  villagers  in  an 
emergency,  and  with  an  overhanging  second  story  from 
which  attacking  savages  could  be  fired  upon.  Whether  the 
Indians  really  meditated  attack  at  this  time  never  transpired, 
but  even  in  peace  they  were  an  unmitigated  nuisance.  Com- 
ing in  groups  to  sell  maple  sugar  or  skins,  they  prowled 
around  the  settlement  in  search  of  what  they  might  carry 
away,  entered  doors  without  knocking,  called  people  by 
their  first  names,  got  drunk  and  frightened  the  children. 

As  it  happened,  the  block-house  was  never  used  for  de- 
fense, but  as  a  store-house  for  grain  and  as  a  school-room 
for  Benjamin  Van  Cleve  and  his  first  class  of  pupils. 

An  old  lady  named  Mrs.  Swaynie,  who  died  many  years 
ago,  used  to  tell  a  story  of  her  girlhood  experiences  in  Day- 
ton. Her  maiden  name  was  Mary  Van  Cleve.  She  lived 
with  her  fatlier  and  mother  in  the  Thompson  cabin  on  the 
river  bank  between  Jefferson  and  St.  Clair  streets.  One 
early  wintry  night,  a  band  of  roving  Indians,  full  of  bad 
whisky  and  race  hatred,  surrounded  the  cabin,  and  with 
fierce  yells  demanded  admittance.  Not  daring  to  open  to 
them,  the  parents  took  Mary  out  of  bed,  put  her  through  a 
hole  in  the  foundation  by  raising  a  board  from  the  floor. 


Hardships  and  Progress  43 

While  the  Indians  were  raging  at  the  front  of  the  house, 
the  little  girl  ran  through  the  darkness  to  Newcom's  Tavern 
for  help.  In  her  path  was  a  steep  gully,  filled  with  stones 
and  briars;  it  was  cold  and  dark,  and  the  fearful  yells  of 
the  savages  made  her  heart  come  up  in  her  throat.  Crying 
and  breathless  she  reached  the  welcome  shelter  where  they 
took  her  in  by  the  big  fire.  Mr.  Newcom  carried  her  home 
on  his  shoulder  and  the  rest  of  the  men  drove  the  Indians 
away.  Do  you  wonder  that  the  distance  she  ran  that  night 
seemed  to  Mary  "a  whole  mile,"  although  it  was  less  than 
two  city  blocks? 

Possessing,  at  the  beginning  of  the  year  1800,  a  school, 
a  store,  and  occasionally  a  court.  Dayton  began  to  think 
about  building  a  church.  Daniel  C.  Cooper  had  donated  for 
this  purpose,  two  lots  on  the  corner  of  Third  and  Main 
streets,  a  location  apparently  too  distant  from  the  center 
of  town  ever  to  be  needed  for  business  purposes.  In  mid- 
summer, after  the  crops  were  in,  the  citizens  assembled  and 
together  constructed  the  First  Presbyterian  Church. 

We  have  no  exact  record  of  the  way  it  was  accomplished, 
but  we  must  use  our  imaginations,  prompted  by  the  old  rec- 
ords. The  importance  of  this  event  lay  in  the  fact  that  no 
other  church  existed  north  of  Cincinnati.  People  came  to 
Dayton  from  miles  around  to  hear  "preaching."  A  "cabin 
raising"  was  a  great  event  in  the  pioneer  world.  It  brought 
men  from  far  and  near,  and  furnished  a  chance  for  their 
wives  to  exchange  gossip  and  cook  a  good  dinner.  How 
much  more  would  this  be  the  case  in  the  building  of  the  only 
church  in  an  area  many  miles  in  extent ! 

We  can  picture,  mentally,  the  crowd  assembled  on  Main 
Street — pioneers  in  leather  breeches  and  peltry  caps,  women 
in  homespun,  children  to  fetch  and  carry.  Two  days  were 
occupied  in  the  work ;  one  in  which  to  get  the  timber  out  of 
the  woods,  the  second  for  the  actual  construction  of  the 
cabin.  Busy  wielders  of  axes  felled  the  trees  and  cut  them 
into  lengths,  teamsters  hauled  the  logs  to  the  site,  the  work- 
ers together  trimmed  the  ends  and  fitted  them  together  at 


44     The  Story  of  Dayton 

the  comers.  Larger  trees,  from  three  to  four  feet  in  diam- 
eter, out  of  which  to  make  boards  for  the  roof,  were  split 
into  four  feet  lengths  and  used  without  planing  or  shaving. 
Puncheons  for  the  floor  were  hewed  with  a  broad  ax  and 
laid  flat  side  up.  This  finished  one  day's  work.  The  next 
morning  the  "raising"  took  place.  A  man  at  each  of  the 
four  corners  notched  the  peeled  hickory  logs  and  fitted  them 
together.  When  the  walls  had  grown  to  about  eight  feet 
high,  the  gable  was  formed  by  making  the  end  logs  shorter, 
supporting  at  the  apex  a  single  log,  the  comb  of  the  roof. 
Upon  this  basis  the  clapboards  were  fitted,  the  ends  resting 
upon  the  walls.  When  night  fell,  the  building  was  com- 
plete except,  perhaps,  for  a  door-stone  or  a  latch.  After  a 
hearty  supper,  the  people  separated  to  assemble  the  next 
Sunday  for  "preaching." 

When,  a  few  years  later,  it  was  disclosed  that  the  corner 
of  Third  and  Main  streets  was  really  growing  in  demand 
for  business  purposes,  the  log  church  was  sold  and  torn 
down.  The  twenty-two  dollars  received  for  it  formed  a 
nucleus  for  a  building  fund,  which,  in  1817,  landed  the  con- 
gregation in  a  fine  new  church  on  the  corner  of  Second  and 
Ludlow  streets.  A.  third  and  finer  church,  which  succeeded 
it,  now  stands  pointing  its  tall  steeple  to  the  sky. 

On  the  thirtieth  of  April,  1802,  Congress  passed  an  act 
authorizing  the  inhabitants  of  this  part  of  the  Northwest 
Territory  to  form  a  State  government.  No  time  was  wasted 
by  the  pioneers  in  availing  themselves  of  the  new  oppor- 
tunity. On  the  first  of  November  of  the  same  year,  a  con- 
vention assembled  at  Chillicothe  and  framed  a  constitution ; 
on  the  twenty-ninth  adopted  it,  and  February,  1803,  wit- 
nessed Ohio  formally  admitted  by  Congress  to  the  sister- 
hood of  States. 

A  year  later,  Montgomery  County  was  established,  not 
as  we  know  it,  but  including  fourteen  of  our  present  coun- 
ties. The  sixth  section  of  the  same  act,  providing  that 
"the  temporary  seat  of  justice  shall  be  held  at  the  house  of 
George  Newcom,  in  the  town  of  Dayton,"  established  Day- 


Hardships  and  Progress 


45 


ton  not  merely  as  a  geographical,  but  as  a  judicial  center 
in  the  great  west. 


First    Presbyterian    Church,   1841-1SG7 


CHAPTER  VI. 

1805—1811. 

Our  Commercial  Beginnings. 

The  wood-path  and  the  river  as  avenues  of  commerce.  Day- 
ton becomes  a  thriving  business  center.  Early  stores  and  their 
customers.  A  public  library.  Mud  and  drops  of  tallow.  Earth- 
quakes and  squirrels. 


In  the  year  1805,  land  complications  being  virtually 
settled  and  the  Indian  and  rattlesnake  having,  it  was  hoped, 
departed  for  good,  Dayton  began  to  grow.  Main  Street 
had  by  this  time  been  cleared  and  leveled  as  far  as  the  junc- 
tion with  Warren  Street,  and  the  gully  at  Third  Street  filled 
with  walnut  logs.  Cabins  were  being  replaced  by  neat 
frame  buildings.  The  landing  place  on  the  river  was  still 
occupied  by  Newcom's  Tavern,  the  block-house,  and  the  five 
original  cabins,  but  the  settlement  was  spreading  to  the 
south.  The  corner  of  First  and  Main  had  become  a  busy 
center,  with  one  large  general  store,  operated  by  D.  C. 
Cooper,  and  another  by  James  Steele.  H.  G.  Phillips  con- 
ducted a  thriving  trade  at  the  corner  of  First  and  Jefferson 
streets. 

It  was  literally  "trade,"  because  Httle  or  no  currency 
changed  hands.  Real  money  was  a  rare  commodity.  The 
products  of  the  region  were  the  universal  medium  of  ex- 
change, and  they  came  to  have  a  standard  value.  If  a  bride 
bought  a  muslin  dress  for  a  wedding  gown,  she  paid  a  doe- 
skin a  yard  for  it,  the  equivalent  of  a  dollar  and  a  half.  A 
yard  of  calico,  or  "print,"  cost  two  muskrat  skins ;  stock- 
ings, one  buckskin  a  pair.  A  set  of  dishes  was  purchased 
with  six  bear  skins  worth  five  dollars  each.  The  pioneer's 
dollar  bill  came  from  the  back  of  a  deer,  his  "quarter"  from 
a  muskrat.  A  coon  skin  passed  as  currency  for  thirty- 
seven  and  a  half  cents. 


48  The  Story  of  Dayton 

The  goods  with  which  these  first  stores  were  stocked 
came  in  Conestoga  wagons  from  Philadelphia  over  the 
mountains  to  Pittsburgh,  from  there  down  the  Ohio  River 
to  Cincinnati  on  rafts,  called  "broadhorns" ;  thence  up  the 
Miami  or  on  pack-horses  through  the  woods  to  Day- 
ton. When  a  pack  train  arrived,  swinging  up  Main  Street 
with  jingling  bells  and  shouts  from  the  drivers,  on  its  way 
to  unload  at  Phillips'  or  Cooper's  or  Steele's,  it  was  an 
event  of  great  interest.  Sometimes  a  dozen  horses,  tied 
together,  each  carrying  an  average  of  two  hundred  pounds, 
and  escorted  by  four  or  five  men,  filled  the  roadway.  The 
trip  occupied  at  least  five  days,  the  drivers  having  supplied 
themselves,  by  means  of  their  rifles,  with  food  on  the  way. 

When  merchants  purchased  stock  it  was  not,  as  in  these 
days,  through  the  ofifices  of  a  traveling  salesman,  those  con- 
venient persons  being  then  quite  unknown.  What  was  not 
to  be  procured  by  means  of  correspondence  must  be  pur- 
chased at  the  eastern  market  in  person,  necessitating  one 
trip  to  Philadelphia  a  year  for  the  leading  Dayton  mer- 
chants. This  undertaking  meant  for  the  buyer  at  least 
three  weeks  in  the  saddle,  through  the  woods  of  Ohio  and 
Pennsylvania.  When  selecting  a  horse  for  this  purpose,  the 
purchaser  was  careful  to  ask,  "Is  he  a  good  swimmer?" 
there  being  many  unfordable  streams  in  the  long  journey 
between  here  and  Philadelphia.  One  family  still  living  in 
Dayton,  boasts  a  great-grandmother  who  made  that  trip  in 
order  to  bear  her  husband  company,  their  three-months-old 
baby  in  her  arms,  partly  resting  on  the  saddle  bow. 

Such  merchandise  as  did  not  come  from  Philadelphia, 
through  Cincinnati,  was  brought  from  New  Orleans  in 
barges.  Flour,  sugar,  rice  came  up ;  wheat,  rye,  corn,  tal- 
low went  down.  The  pack  train  was  not  the  only  excite- 
ment on  Main  Street  in  those  days.  Just  as  interesting  was 
a  fleet  of  keel  boats  arriving  from  the  north  and  taking  on 
cargo  for  the  down-stream  journey  from  the  big  red  ware- 
house at  the  head  of  Wilkinson  Street.  In  1810,  a  line  of 
freight  boats  was  established,  connecting  Dayton  directly 


Our  Commercial  Beginnings  49 

with  Lake  Erie  by  way  of  the  Aliami,  Auglaize,  and  Mau- 
mee  rivers.  Whole  fleets  would  sometimes  be  seen  tied  up 
along  the  bank,  waiting  for  high  water.  The  Watchman 
prints  an  account  of  nine  flat-boats  loaded  with  grain,  sad- 
dles of  venison,  salt  pork,  pelts,  and  whisky,  which  left  the 
landing  for  the  South  in  one  day.  During  March  and 
April,  1818,  seventeen  hundred  barrels  of  flour  were  ship- 
ped from  Dayton  to  New  Orleans. 

Occasionally  people  built  rafts  and  undertook  the  jour- 
ney to  New  Orleans  as  a  private  speculation.  Two  such 
boats  were  constructed  in  the  middle  of  Main  Street  at 
Third,  and  when  finished,  were  moved  on  rollers  to  the 
river  and  launched.  The  usual  plan  was  to  sell  both  boat 
and  cargo  at  the  destination,  the  owner  returning  by  stage 
and  saddle.  One  local  item  announced  the  arrival  of  a  keel 
boat  over  seventy  feet  long,  and  carrying  twelve  tons  of 
merchandise,  which  had  been  consigned  to  H.  G.  Phillips. 
Spring  shopping  was  governed  largely  by  the  stage  of  water 
prevailing  in  the  Miami  River.  If  you  wanted  a  new  bon- 
net, the  beeswax  or  coon-skins,  with  which  to  pay  for  it, 
must  be  brought  to  the  store  in  ample  time  to  catch  the 
next  down-river  boat  or  they  were  not  accepted  as  payment. 

Although  so  much  business  activity  was  evident  in  Day- 
ton at  that  day,  the  country  at  large  still  remained  virtually 
a  wilderness.  The  roads  of  that  day  were  worse  than  poor 
— they  were  impassable.  It  was  twenty  years  later  than  the 
period  described  before  the  era  of  turnpikes  arrived,  mean- 
while during  the  winter  season,  farmers  were  practically 
shut  off  from  civilization.  One  such,  coming  in  from  the 
Mad  River  district,  became  imbedded  hub  deep  on  Monu- 
ment Avenue  near  the  present  gas  works,  and  was  forced 
to  ask  for  help  to  pry  his  wheels  from  the  mire. 

A  typical  journey  was  that  of  Benjamin  Van  Cleve,  on 
his  way  home  from  Chillicothe,  where  he  had  been  serving 
as  clerk  in  the  legislature,  and  thus  described  in  his  journal : 
"In  the  latter  part  of  January,  I  returned  from  Chillicothe 
by  way  of  Lebanon.    There  had  been  a  deep  fall  of  snow. 


50  The  Story  of  Dayton 

which  was  beginning  to  dissolve  with  heavy  rains  before  I 
got  to  Williamsburg,  and  made  traveling  very  bad.  After 
I  left  there  the  flats  were  covered  with  water,  sometimes  to 
the  saddle-skirts.  The  creeks  were  bank  full,  and  I,  having 
been  confined  to  a  close  room  with  neither  air  nor  exercise 
during  the  whole  winter,  caught  a  violent  cold.  Owing  to 
my  habit  of  leaning  against  the  table  while  writing,  I  had 
developed  a  pain  in  my  side  in  which  the  cold  seemed  to 
settle.  The  gait  of  the  horse  caused  me  great  pain,  all  food 
threw  me  into  a  violent  dyspepsia,  which,  up  to  this  time, 
1820,  still  returns  in  cold  weather." 

In  1805,  this  little  community  of  plain  frontier  folk  who 
had  scarcely  emerged  from  the  coon-skin-cap-and-moccasin 
period  of  ten  years  before,  decided  to  possess  a  library. 
Through  the  initiation  of  D.  C.  Cooper,  then  a  member  of 
the  legislature,  the  "Dayton  Social  Library  Society''  was 
organized,  with  Benjamin  Van  Cleve  as  librarian.  The 
few  books  which  composed  the  collection  were  kept  in  his 
home,  which  also  served  as  the  village  postoffice.  Little 
has  come  down  to  us  of  the  selection  of  books  or  the  tastes 
of  the  readers,  but  one  thing  only  is  plain,  that  libraries 
were  then  as  careful  as  now  to  make  the  public  respect 
books.  "Rules  for  borrowers,"  as  found  in  the  old  records, 
imposed  a  fine  of  two  cents  for  each  drop  of  tallow  that 
the  reader  was  personally  responsible  for. 

The  spring  of  1805  brought  a  terrific  week  of  high 
water,  the  river  breaking  over  its  banks  at  Mill  Street,  and 
pouring  across  the  town.  The  flood  measured  eight  feet 
in  depth  at  Third  and  Main,  and  much  property  was  de- 
stroyed. With  a  promptness  imitated  on  a  later  and  greater 
occasion,  Dayton  hastened  to  assure  the  world  at  large  that 
beyond  a  severe  wetting  it  was  not  so  much  the  worse  for 
the  disaster. 

During  this  same  year,  the  first  courthouse  was  erected 
on  ground  contributed  by  D.  C.  Cooper,  the  site  now  oc- 
cupied by  its  successor.  Constructed  of  brick,  two  stories 
high,  the  walls  were  flush  with  the  sidewalk,  and  the  rear 


Our  Cotnmercial  Beginnings  51 

of  the  lot  was  occupied  as  at  the  present  day  by  a  jail.  The 
sheriff,  who  boarded  at  Newcom's,  kept  the  key  in  his 
pocket. 

On  the  next  corner  north  of  the  courthouse,  stood  Mc- 
Cullom's  Tavern,  which  was  beginning  to  supercede  New- 
corn's  as  a  place  of  popular  resort.  Logs  had,  by  this  time, 
gone  out  of  style  as  building  material  and  the  new  hotel 
with  its  fine  brick  walls,  the  first  in  Dayton,  was  pointed  out 
with  pride  to  visiting  strangers.  The  guests  were  sum- 
moned to  five  o'clock  breakfast  by  a  bell  on  the  roof,  and  a 
tall  pole  at  the  entrance  door  bore  a  swinging  sign  on  which 
was  painted  the  capture  of  the  British  frigate  '"Guerriere" 
by  the  Amerigan  frigate  "Constitution."  This  cosmopolitan 
touch  quite  captured  the  traveling  public  and  AlcCullum's 
became  the  gayest  place  in  Montgomery  County.  It  was 
occupied  for  hotel  purposes  until  1870,  after  which  it  be- 
came a  business  house  and  so  remained  until  1880,  when  it 
was  destroyed  to  make  room  for  the  Fireman's  Insurance 
Building. 

Sometime  during  this  first  decade  of  Dayton's  existence 
it  became  advisable  to  encourage  traffic  from  beyond  the 
river.  Therefore,  a  ferry  was  established  at  the  head  of  First 
Street,  meeting  the  road  from  Salem,  another  at  the  end 
of  Wilkinson  Street,  and  a  third  farther  south  to  connect 
with  the  road  to  Germantown.  Mere  rope  arrangements, 
they  were,  these  primitive  ferries,  across  which  the  boatmen 
propelled  their  raft  by  pulling,  hand  over  hand,  from  bank 
to  bank,  slow,  but  not  a  little  better  than  swimming.  Con- 
sidering the  scarcity  of  money  in  those  times  the  fares 
seem  high, — seventy-five  cents  for  a  loaded  wagon  and 
team,  fifty  cents  for  an  empty  wagon  and  team,  thirty-seven 
and  one-half  cents  for  a  two-wheeled  carriage,  twelve  and 
one-half  cents  for  a  man  on  horseback,  six  -and  one-quarter 
cents  for  a  man  on  foot. 

Another  important  advance  toward  convenient  living 
was  when,  in  1804,  mail  began  to  come  in  every  week,  and  a 
new  postoffice  was  opened  to  accommodate  the  increase. 


52  The  Story  of  Dayton 

Every  Monday,  a  post-rider  on  a  tired  and  mud-stained 
horse,  brought  a  sack  of  letters  up  from  Cincinnati,  the  only 
mail  ofifice  west  of  the  Alleghanies,  and  went  on  his  way  to 
Detroit.  If  you  wished  to  communicate  with  a  friend  at 
Franklin,  the  letter  had  first  to  go  to  Cincinnati  and  be 
brought  back  to  its  destination  on  the  return  trip.  From 
1804  to  1806,  people  living  as  far  north  as  Fort  Wayne 
were  obliged  to  come  to  Dayton  for  their  mail.  When, 
therefore,  the  new  route  was  opened,  enabling  letters  to  be 
exchanged  every  week,  it  was  a  most  welcome  arrangement. 

Postage  stamps  had  not  at  that  time  been  invented ; 
twenty-five  cents,  the  amount  generally  due  on  a  letter, 
being  marked  on  the  envelope  and  collected  from  the  person 
to  whom  it  was  written.  Often,  however,  the  recipient,  a 
"land  poor"  pioneer,  did  not  possess  the  necessary  twenty- 
five  cents.  He  might  have  owned  a  whole  block  on  Main 
Street,  and  not  been  able  to  more  than  look  at  the  outside 
of  his  letter  through  the  door  of  the  box. 

Garden  or  other  products  were  not  accepted  by  the 
Government  in  exchange  for  mail,  and  upon  that  decree 
hung  many  a  real  hardship.  The  relatives  and  friends  from 
whom  one  was  hungering  for  news,  might  be  distant  the 
whole  length  of  Pennsylvania  and  letters  a  week  in  coming. 
To  pay  twenty-five  cents  in  silver  for  a  missive  three  months 
old  was  surely  not  the  least  of  the  pioneer  troubles.  When 
Benjamin  Van  Cleve  was  postmaster,  a  fellow  feeling  for 
his  neighbors,  who  rarely  saw  a  dollar,  so  moved  him  that 
he  frequently  allowed  unpaid-for-mail  to  go  out  of  the 
office,  to  which  charitable  plan  the  Postmaster-General 
strongly  objected.  Peremptory  instructions  against  such 
running  up  of  bills  on  the  United  States  Government  came 
from  Philadelphia  and  put  an  end  to  the  practice. 

The  fall  election  of  1807  showed  the  casting  of  one  hun- 
dred and  ninety-six  votes,  from  which  one  may  estimate 
the  probable  population  of  Dayton  at  that  time  to  have  been 
upward  of  a  thousand  souls.  Many  new  dwellings  had  been 
built,  and  the  population  included  two  editors,  one  minister, 


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53 


one  lawyer,  one  school  teacher,  and  three  doctors.  Five 
stores,  three  taverns,  and  a  dozen  dwellings  composed  Main 
Street  of  that  day. 

In  1811,  there  occurred  what  was  probably  the  severest 
and  most  prolonged  earthquake  in  history.  Owing  to  the 
fact  that  the  country  was  sparsely  settled,  with  little  inter- 
communication among  the  widely  separated  centers,  almost 
nothing  was  recorded  of  the  catastrophe.  Also,  there  were 
no  massed  products  of  civilization  for  it  to  destroy.  But  no 
diary  of  the  time  leaves  it  unmentioned.    All  agree  that  the 


The  first  brick  house  in  Dayton  built  by   Henry  Brown   for  his  bride,   Kitty 

Patterson.     It  stood  on  Main  Street  just  north  of  the  alley  leading  to 

Ludlow  Street.     For  many  years  used  by  the  Dayton  Journal. 

first  shock  occurred  in  December,  several  in  January,  and 
that  during  February  the  vibrations  were  almost  continuous. 
What  geographical  changes  it  wrought  will  never  be  known. 
Ohio  and  Mississippi  River  boatmen  described  how  whole 
areas  of  land  sank  out  of  sight,  islands  appeared  in  new 
places,  and  the  course  of  the  shores  altered  for  miles. 

The  personal  narrative  of  a  Dayton  man  who  was  on  a 
flatboat  on  the  way  down  the  Miami  River,  describes  this 
catastrophe.    He  was  awakened  at  three  o'clock  one  morn- 


54  The  Story  of  Dayton 

ing  by  waves  rocking  the  boat.  As  waves  are  of  unusual 
occurrence  in  the  Miami  River,  the  voyager  sprang  up  to 
investigate.  By  the  dim  Hght  of  dawn  he  saw  the  river 
banks  rising  and  falHng,  trees  along  the  water's  edge  swept 
as  if  by  a  hurricane  and  old  water-logged  trunks  from  the 
bottom  of  the  stream  hurled  up-standing.  During  the  long 
journey  to  New  Orleans  the  same  thing  occurred  at  inter- 
vals, and  the  trip  was  continued  only  because  the  water 
seemed  safer  than  the  land.  Many  times  during  those 
months  Dayton  people  were  said  to  have  fled  from  their 
homes  in  terror.  It  was  spring  before  the  shocks  entirely 
ceased. 

One  of  these  early  years  witnessed  a  cruel  frost  on  the 
seventh  of  June,  which  killed  the  young  corn,  knee  high  in 
the  river  bottoms,  and  blackened  all  vegetation.  No  roast- 
ing ears  graced  Dayton  tables  that  season. 

A  strange  migration  of  squirrels  is  also  mentioned  in 
early  diaries.  They  seemed  to  be  searching  for  mast,  and 
crossed  the  river  in  such  swarms  that  the  surface  of  the 
water  was  brown,  and  the  boys,  in  protection  to  the  growing 
crops,  gathered  on  the  bank  and  clubbed  the  swarming 
animals  to  death.  An  item  in  the  "Centinel"  records  that  a 
thousand  squirrel  scalps  had  been  brought  to  the  office  in 
one  dav. 


CHAPTER  VII. 

1807. 

Some  of  the  Men  Who  Made  Dayton. 

Our  debt  to  the  early  citizens.  Daniel  C.  Cooper,  the  sur- 
veyor. Benjamin  Van  Cleve,  the  diarist.  Robert  Patterson, 
soldier  and  citizen.  Other  good  names  which  deserve  our  ap- 
preciation. 


The  history  of  any  locality  is  really  the  history  of  the 
men  who  lived  in  it  and  worked  for  it.  Therefore,  the 
story  of  Dayton  should  not  proceed  farther  without  a  few 
words  about  the  men  who  gave  our  city  the  stability  which 
insures  future  growth. 

During  the  earliest  years  of  our  history,  two  names 
stand  out  with  prominence,  those  of  Daniel  C.  Cooper  and 
Benjamin  Van  Cleve.  The  first  you  have  already  met,  cut- 
ting his  way  through  the  woods  from  Cincinnati,  that  others 
might  follow,  and  you  have  read  how  the  second  guided  the 
pirogue  up  the  current  of  the  Miami  and  helped  build  the 
first  houses.     Both  deserve  our  lasting  gratitude. 

A  surveyor  from  New  Jersey,  Daniel  C.  Cooper,  came 
west,  as  so  many  young  men  did,  to  find  a  new  home.  He 
acquired,  as  you  know,  much  of  the  central  area  of  Dayton, 
and  this  he  proceeded  to  use,  not  for  his  own  benefit,  but 
for  that  of  the  city  in  whose  future  he  had  such  faith. 
Cooper's  first  valuable  service  was  the  fine  city  plat  he 
drew,  improving  upon  that  of  Israel  Ludlow  by  straighten- 
ing boundary  lines  and  widening  the  streets. 

With  an  eye  to  immediate  needs,  Cooper  built  two  mills 
on  his  town  land,  and  two  on  the  farm  south  of  town.  Be- 
sides being  a  good  investment,  this  enterprise  marked 
Cooper  as  a  public  benefactor,  since  it  put  an  end  to  the 
grinding  of  corn  in  a  hand-mill,  until  then  one  of  the 
severest  tasks  in  the  pioneer  household. 


56  The  Story  of  Dayton 

Cooper's  first  home  occupied  the  present  site  of  the 
National  Cash  Register  factory,  on  ground  which  later  be- 
came the  property  of  Colonel  Robert  Patterson.  His  sec- 
ond home  was  what  a  social  item  in  the  weekly  paper  called 
"an  elegant  log  mansion  lined  with  cherry  boards."  This 
mansion  stood  on  the  southeast  corner  of  First  and  Wil- 
kinson streets. 


Daniel  C.  Cooper,  Engineer,  who  laid  out  tbe 
streets  of  Dayton  and  contributed  much 
.   .  ground  for  public  uses. 

Knowing  that  the  first  need  of  a  community  is  ground 
for  public  buildings.  Cooper  donated  one  lot  for  a  market- 
house,  one  for  a  courthouse,  half  a  block  for  a  girls'  school 
on  First  Street  (Cooper  Seminary),  a  lot  for  a  boys'  school 
on  the  west  side  of  St.  Clair  Street  near  Third,  four  acres 
for  a  graveyard  on  Fifth  Street  between  Ludlow  and  Wil- 


Sonic  of  the  Men  ivho  Made  Dayton  57 

kinson,  and  a  Main  Street  site  for  the  First  Presbyterian 
Church.  Cooper  Park,  in  which  the  Public  Library  now 
stands,  was  left,  in  his  will,  "to  be  a  public  walk  forever." 
Cooper  served  his  city  from  year  to  year  in  various 
official  capacities — as  justice  of  the  peace,  trustee  of  the 
library  and  academy,  president  of  the  Council,  and,  as  Mary 
Steele  says,*  "in  every  way  in  his  power  labored  for  the 


The   Old    Stone   Mill. 
Col.   Robert   Patterson 


Formerly    .Stood    on    South    Brown    Street.      Built    by 
in   1810   and   then   known  as   the    Rubicon   Factory. 


prosperity  of  the  town."  To  his  enlarged  view,  foresight, 
broad  plans,  liberality  and  business  capacity  much  of  the 
present  advancement  of  our  city  is  due. 

And  yet  there  is  no  "Cooper  Avenue"!  At  all  events 
"Cooper  Park"  it  must  certainly  be,  now  and  hereafter. 

If,  by  chance,  you  go  to  that  strip  of  river  bank  upon 
which  the  log  cabin  is  situated  and  where  Benjamin  Van 
Cleve  spent  so  much  time  during  his  own  and  Dayton's  ear- 


"Early  Dayton." 


58 


TJic  Story  of  Dayton 


liest  years,  you  must  pay  tribute  to  a  remarkable  man  whose 
chief  claim  to  our  esteem  is  that  he  has  revealed  to  us  so 
much  of  our  early  history.  Benjamin  Van  Cleve  under- 
stood, among  other  valuable  things,  the  value  of  a  diary. 
In  a  blank  book,  still  in  the  possession  of  his  descendants, 
there  was  entered  from  day  to  day  for  twenty-six  con- 
secutive years,  an  account  of  things  occurring  under  his 
own  observation.  To  appreciate  this  undertaking  you  need 
perhaps  to  be  reminded  that  the  outfit  of  a  pioneer  house- 
hold seldom  included  writing  materials,  and  never  the  pri- 
vacy in  which  to  use  them. 
This  record,  the  only  one  ex- 
istent, was  probably  written 
by  the  light  of  a  brush  fire  or 
a  tallow  dip,  on  a  table  that 
limped,  or  wanting  even  that, 
on  his  own  knees,  among  per- 
haps a  dozen  hunters  or  sut- 
veyors,  all  talking  (or  snor- 
ing) at  once. 

From  the  closely  written 
pages  of  this  faded,  yellow 
book  we  learn  how  the  father, 
John  Van  Cleve,  was  shot  and 
scalped  in  his  own  cornfield 
near  Cincinnati,  in  sight  of 
his  son,  who  went  bravely 
to  his  assistance.  How  Ben- 
jamin, then  a  boy  of  seventeen,  took  upon  himself  the  care 
of  the  family,  paid  his  father's  debts,  and  served  in  the  army 
at  fifteen  dollars  a  month.  We  read  his  personal  account,  a 
thrilling  story,  of  the  defeat  of  St.  Clair's  army,  of  his 
trip  to  Philadelphia  bearing  confidential  dispatches  to  the 
War  Department,  and  of  his  adventures  at  Fort  Massac. 

It  was  when  he  was  barely  twenty-three,  that,  landing 
from  the  pirogue  at  the  head  of  St.  Clair  Street,  Van  Cleve 


Benjamin  Van  Cleve,  Diarist  and 
Historian,  Librarian,  first  Teacher, 
first  Postmaster,  member  First 
Legislature. 


Some  of  the  Men  who  Made  Dayton  59 

became  a  fellow  citizen  of  yours  and  mine.  He  described 
himself  at  that  time  as  dressed  in  hunting  shirt,  breech- 
cloth  and  moccasins,  and  carrying  a  gun,  tomahawk,  and 
knife  eighteen  inches  long,  suspended  from  his  belt.  A 
primitive  backwoodsman  this,  like  scores  of  others,  but  with 
various  distinguishing  characteristics  which  led  him  in  time 
to  he  accounted  one  of  Dayton's  most  useful  citizens. 

In  1803,  Van  Cleve  was  appointed  postmaster.  In  sum- 
mer he  farmed,  in  winter  he  taught  school,  first  at  New- 
corn's  Tavern,  and  afterward  at  the  blockhouse.  He  was 
the  first  clerk  of  the  court,  an  incorporator  of  the  Dayton 
Library,  and  member  of  the  Board  of  Trustees  both  of 
Miami  University  and  of  the  First  Presbyterian  Church. 
Married  in  1804  to  Mary  W'hitten,  who  lived  seven  miles 
from  the  settlement,  his  worldly  prospects  at  the  time  were 
thus  described  in  his  journal: 

"I  had  a  horse  creature  and  a  few  farming  utensils,  and 
her  father  gave  her  a  few  kitchen  utensils,  so  we  could 
make  shift  to  cook  our  provisions.  We  also  had  a  bed,  a 
cow,  a  heifer,  two  lambs  and  a  ewe,  a  sow  and  pigs,  a  saddle 
and  spinning  wheel.  I  had  corn  and  vegetables  growing,  so 
that  if  we  were  not  rich  we  had  sufficient  for  our  imme- 
diate wants,  and  were  contented  and  happy."' 

The  wedding,  to  which  all  the  young  folks  in  Dayton 
and  the  surrounding  country  were  invited,  did  not  much 
resemble  a  modern  social  function.  A  bountiful  dinner  was 
spread  out  of  doors  on  a  table  loaded  with  pioneer  lux- 
uries, to  the  enjoyment  of  which  guests  came  on  horseback 
through  the  woods.  After  the  ceremony,  which  was  per- 
formed by  a  traveling  preacher,  the  whole  cavalcade  accom- 
panied the  bride  and  groom  to  the  new  home,  a  commo- 
dious log  house  on  the  corner  of  Jefferson  and  First  streets. 
It  was  not  long  before  this  household  began  to  be  known 
as  a  center  of  frontier  hospitality.  Van  Cleve  was  a  good 
talker,  he  knew  the  Aliami  country  by  heart  and  loved  it. 
Strangers  went  to  him  for  information,  they  found  a  hos- 


60  The  Story  of  Dayton 

pitable  wife  and  open  fire,  books  and  good  cheer,  a  home 
that  was  officially  both  library  and  postoffice,  and  socially 
a  gathering  place  for  friends. 

One  record  in  Van  Cleve's  diary  is  a  significant  one. 
"My  main  object,"  he  writes,  "has  been  to  be  useful  in  the 
sphere  in  which  my  Creator  has  placed  me.  I  ought,  there- 
fore, never  to  procrastinate  anything  until  to-morrow  that 
can  be  done  to-day."  His  political  creed  as  contained  in 
the  following  entry,  reflects  modern  principles :  "All  public 
officers  are  public  servants  who  should  be  supported,  but 
the  people  ought  ever  to  be  watchful  of  their  rights,  and 
oppose  the  encroachments  of  power.  I  have  never  sup- 
ported either  men  or  measures  because  they  were  of  this 
or  that  party,  believing  that  strictly  party  measures  are  de- 
structive of  the  general  good."  Cooper  here  forestalls  the 
famous  sentiment  so  popular  during  the  Cleveland  cam- 
paign, that  "a  public  office  is  a  public  trust." 

In  short,  Benjamin  Van  Cleve  shines  forth  among  the 
plain  people  of  that  day  as  a  man  who  kept  certain  things 
alive — books,  for  instance,  and  the  love  of  learning  gener- 
ally. 

It  was  a  great  day  for  Dayton  when  Colonel  Robert  Pat- 
terson, with  his  wife,  five  sons,  and  six  daughters,  came  up 
from  Kentucky  to  occupy  their  new  home  on  the  land 
just  south  of  town  which  had  been  purchased  from  D.  C. 
Cooper.  The  Colonel  was  a  famous  Indian  fighter  and  car- 
ried wounds  from  ten  engagements,  one  of  which  never 
healed,  and  was  at  last,  the  cause  of  his  death.  When  a  boy 
of  seventeen,  he  had  journeyed  from  his  father's  home  in 
Pennsylvania  to  the  unbroken  wilderness  of  Kentucky, 
where  his  life  was  so  full  of  adventure  that  no  other,  except 
that  of  Daniel  Boone,  would  make  a  better  story.  As  the 
supply  of  ammunition  at  the  fort  where  he  lived  threatened 
to  become  exhausted,  Patterson,  with  five  young  fellows  of 
his  own  age,  left  the  shelter  of  the  stockade  at  Royal  Spring 
and  traveled  to  Pittsburgh,  a  journey  of  two  hundred  miles 
against  the  current  of  the  Ohio.     When  encamped  for  the 


Some  of  the  Men  zvho  Made  Dayton  61 

night,  the  party  suffered  an  attack  at  the  hands  of  the  sav- 
ages, one  of  them  with  a  lunge  of  his  tomahawk  cutting  a 
deep  gash  in  Robert's  side.  In  pain  and  terror  the  boys 
scattered  in  the  darkness,  one  to  die  alone,  and  two  to  suf- 
fer the  pangs  of  pain  and  thirst.     Sitting  on  a  log  in  the 


Colonel  Robert  Patterson,  from  a  portrait  in 
the  possession  of  Colonel  E.  T.  Durrett,  of 
Louisville,    Kentucky. 

darkness,  the  young  pioneer  heard  his  own  blood  dripping 
on  the  dry  leaves,  and  wondered  whether  he  was  ever  to 
reach  shelter  alive.  He  was  rescued  after  indescribable  suf- 
fering, and  lived  many  years  to  tell  of  his  adventure.  Later, 
Patterson  founded  Lexington,  Kentucky,  and  was  one  of 
the  three  original  owners  of  Cincinnati. 


62  The  Story  Oj  Dayton 

Robert  Patterson's  military  career  was  remarkable.  He 
fought  in  every  important  engagement  which  took  place  be- 
tween the  whites  and  the  Indians  in  two  States  from  1777 
to  1812,  including  the  battle  of  Blue  Licks,  where  he  barely 
escaped  with  his  life,  George  Rogers  Qarke's  Illinois  cam- 
paign, where  he  led  the  advance,  and  St.  Clair's  defeat, 
where  he  protected  the  rear. 

As  a  citizen,  his  service  was  no  less  worthy.  He  was 
first  to  send  for  a  schoolmaster  to  teach  the  boys  and  girls 
in  the  log  fort  at  Lexington,  first  to  solicit  subscriptions  for 
library,  first  to  organize  a  Sunday  school  and  teach  in  it ; 
if  not  first,  then  a  close  second,  to  establish  Transylvania 
University  in  Kentucky.  He  planted  vineyards  and  trees, 
improved  the  streets,  built  good  roads,  was  a  stock  raiser 
and  breeder  of  fine  horses,  and,  finally,  a  member  of  the 
first  Kentucky  legislature. 

Financial  difficulties  and  the  fact  that  Kentucky  was  a 
slave  State,  were  the  reasons  which  finally  brought  the  Pat- 
tersons to  Dayton.  In  October,  1804,  the  family  arrived 
and  moved  into  the  new  log  house  which  stood  south  of 
town  in  the  triangle  of  ground  now  bounded  by  the  canal. 
Main  Street,  and  the  hills  of  Oakwood.  Then  there  was 
no  Main  Street  and  no  canal.  The  road  that  passed  be- 
tween the  Patterson  house  and  the  river,  followed  the  pres- 
ent course  of  the  canal  and  entered  town  at  Ludlow  Street. 
Brown  Street  was  the  road  to  Cincinnati. 

Social  life  felt  a  new  impetus  when  this  gay  family  was 
added  to  Dayton's  population.  Weddings  occurred  in  the 
course  of  time,  the  sisters  marrying  and  settling,  some  in 
Dayton  and  some  in  the  country.  In  1820,  Colonel  Patter- 
son built  a  fine  brick  house  to  the  east  of  the  old  one.  It 
is  still  standing.     This  became  a  center  for  family  gather- 


Sonic  of  the  Men  who  Made  Daylon 


63 


ings,  as  the  children's  children  came  from  time  to  time  un- 
der the  old  roof-tree.  The  mills  which  Cooper  had  built 
were  in  operation,  and  supplied  lumber  and  flour  to  the 
people   for  miles  around.     Every  day  during  the  summer 


TdtiC)  miUs  belou>  Dayton. 

THE  Subscriber*,  inform  their 
friends  an4  tbe  public,  (hat. their 
Caraing  and  Sp<iii)ing  iimchfes 
sre  t\ow  In  compl^ie  operBtwo, 
/>AVirtg  f>>l8  seaupn  niaoc  consi'derntjlc  im- 
provement In  their  Factory— they  are 
prcp»r«i  lu  Card  aod  Spin  wool  in  the 
b^&i  manner. 

Tot  Carding  common  wool  6  1-4  cts.  per  lb 
*«  Spinning  chain  per  dor.   18  3-4  ccnia, 
"        do-         fi'lling  per  d©    15         do. 
"  Cfttding,  Splniiiog  »i)il  T 

WciTing  Uoili  irt  iOO  J.  31  1-4  do. 
.       Kce<J^  > 

«  "      do.        all  ibove  500  inproporliort, 
••      do   Caioeii,  do. 

•'      do.  Saifnett,  3?  1-2  els. 

Every  atieution  shall  be  paid  lo  work 
tfootmiued  lo  tbeni,  tUat  it  dhall  be  done 
in  tbe  bebi  manner  and  to  tbe  satififaclion 
of  »l>o(»e  employ  mg  ibcm. 

Produce  wUl,  be  received,  in  |>arl  pay- 
meot,  at  int  market  price. 

«.  PATTERSON, 
H.HYATT. 
May  12  tb,  1823.  73  if 


Seventeenth     Century    Advf-tising 
Dayton    Papers 


farm  wagons  were  driven  to  the  old  stone  mill,  the  owners 
and  their  families  spending  the  day  picnicking  under  the 
trees  while  waiting  for  the  grist  to  go  through. 


64 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


Other  men  there  were,  besides  these  we  have  been  con- 
sidering, who  contributed  to  Dayton's  growth  and  standing. 
In  the  years  between  1805  and  1815,  Van  Cleve  and  Cooper, 
together,  were  instrumental  in  inducing  a  class  of  men  to 
join  them  who  were  of  superior  attainments,  and  this  had 
its  distinct  value  to  the  town.  Libraries  and  gifts  of  land 
are  well,  but  much  finer  is  it  that  the  first  inhabitants  be 
m.en  of  sterling  character. 

Among  these  the  names 
of  Henry  Brown,  Horatio  G. 
PhilHps,  Dr.  John  Steele, 
Joseph  Pierce,  Joseph  H. 
Crane,  Jonathan  Harshman, 
Robert  Edgar,  and  Jerome 
Holt  stand  out  prominently. 
Henry  Brown  married  the 
clever  Kitty  Patterson,  and 
with  her  became  the  ances- 
tors of  the  large  family  of 
Browns.  The  first  brick 
dwelling  built  in  Dayton  oc- 
cupied the  lot  just  north  of 
the  courthouse,  the  date, 
1808,  appearing  on  the  south 
gable.  To  this  home,  the 
most  pretentious  in  Dayton 
at  that  day,  Henry  Brown 
took  his  bride.  The  wedding  festivities  which  called  out  all 
the  society  folk  of  the  community,  lasted  several  days.  He 
became,  in  time,  a  prominent  merchant,  owning  large  stores 
in  several  towns  to  the  north,  and  during  the  War  of  1812, 
assisted  his  father-in-law  in  the  Commissary  Department. 

Horatio  Phillips  was  another  merchant  who  did  much 
to  build  up  the  commercial  life  of  Dayton.     The  southeast 


Kitty  Patterson,  fourth  daughtei 
of  Colonel  Robert  Patterson,  after 
wards   Mrs.    Henry    Brown. 


Some  of  the  Men  zvho  Made  Dayton  65 

comer  of  Main  and  Second  was  occupied  with  his  store  and 
dwelling,  both  being  a  result  of  his  prosperity  following 
the  war  when  the  demand  for  all  commodities  was  great. 
One  of  his  trips  east  to  buy  goods  was  taken  entirely  alone 
on  horseback.  To  Mr.  Phillips'  business  sagacity  we  owe 
the  foundation  of  the  first  bank  in  Dayton.  The  Phillips 
House,  built  in  1850,  was  named  in  his  honor. 

It  was  through  Colonel  Patterson's  influence,  with  whom 
he  was  connected  by  marriage,  that  Dr.  John  Steele,  a  grad- 
uate of  Transylvania  University,  came  to  Dayton  in  1812, 
in  company  with  his  brother.  Judge  James  Steele.  We 
know  of  the  former  chiefly  through  his  prompt  and  efficient 
care  of  the  wounded  soldiers  after  the  battle  of  Mississi- 
newa,  in  the  first  hospital  Dayton  ever  maintained.  For 
years  he  was  the  dean  of  Dayton  doctors,  and  noted  for  his 
dry  wit  and  deep  religious  feeling.  James  Steele  was  an 
eminent  judge  and  identified  with  most  of  the  progressive 
interests  of  the  town. 

Joseph  Pierce  and  Joseph  H.  Crane  were  two  of  our 
early  citizens  who  left  their  mark  on  the  history  of  Dayton. 
Mr.  Pierce  was  president  of  the  first  bank  and  a  promoter 
of  the  canal,  a  member  of  the  legislature  during  the  mem- 
orable years  of  1812-13,  and  responsible  for  the  passage  of 
several  bills  for  the  relief  of  the  army. 

Judge  Crane  was  one  of  the  really  intellectual  men 
among  our  citizens  in  the  early  part  of  the  nineteenth  cen- 
tury. His  letters  give  a  charming  impression  of  familiarity 
with  the  classics  and  love  of  good  literature.  A  man  of 
wide  information,  he  was  influential  in  the  selection  of 
books  for  the  public  library  and  in  the  promotion  of  edu- 
cational concerns.  He  served  in  the  War  of  1812,  and  for 
eight  years  represented  his  district  in  Congress. 

Samuel  Forrer  came  to  Dayton  in  1818,  and  it  was  said 
of  him  that  no  engineer  in  Ohio  spent  as  much  time  in  the 


66  The  Story  of  Dayton 

service  of  the  state.  For  thirty  years  he  was  a  member  of 
the  Board  of  Public  Works  for  Ohio,  and  Canal  Commis- 
sioner. It  was  through  his  administration  in  the  latter  ca- 
pacity that  Dayton  chiefly  benefited.  Without  his  efforts 
we  would  have  waited  years  for  that  enterprise  which  gave 
such  an  impetus  to  our  commerce.  His  report  on  the 
elevation  of  the  Sandusky  and  Scioto  rivers  was  the  basis 
upon  which  was  fixed  the  route  of  the  Erie  Canal.  As 
Superintendent  of  Turnpikes,  his  services  were  invaluable. 
Many  stories  are  told  of  Mr.  Forrer's  cleverness  and  adapt- 
ability. At  one  time  the  only  '"level"  that  the  city  outfit 
possessed  being  used  elsewhere,  he  immediately  constructed 
one  which  served  its  purpose  admirably  and  is  still  pre- 
served, a  curiosity  among  local  engineers. 

Jonathan  Harshman  was  one  of  the  solid  business  men 
who,  although  he  built  up  the  banking  interests  of  Dayton, 
was  not  so  exclusively  interested  in  money  that  he  forgot 
wider  claims.  Farms,  mills,  distilleries,  and  banks  made  a 
fortune  for  him,  but  his  name  he  made  for  himself  through 
service  in  the  legislature  and  promoter  of  many  local  in- 
dustries. Not  a  few  of  Dayton's  present  solid  families  can 
call  Jonathan  Harshman  great-grandfather. 

Robert  Edgar  and  Jerome  Holt  came  with  D.  C.  Cooper 
to  Dayton  in  1796,  "charter  members"  indeed.  The  first 
named  owned  and  lived  on  his  farm  which  comprised  much 
of  the  area  that  is  now  a  thickly  populated  region  east  of 
Wayne  Avenue.  He  was  both  a  farmer  and  a  practical  me- 
chanic. 

Jerome  Holt  began  as  town  constable  in  1797,  was 
elected  sheriff,  became  colonel  of  the  Fifth  Militia,  and 
commanded  a  company  on  the  frontier  in  1812.  Active 
among  those  who,  after  Hull's  surrender,  defended  Govern- 
ment stores  at  Greenville,  he  received  a  resolution  of  thanks 
from  the  commanding  major.  Colonel  Holt  married  Ben- 
jamin Van  Cleve's  sister,  and  when  he  died,  in  1841,  was 
buried  with  military  and  Masonic  honors  in  the  old  grave- 
yard on  Fifth  Street. 


So>iic  of  the  Men  who  Made  Dayton 


67 


The  names  of  those  honored  pioneer  citizens  repeat 
themselves  in  those  of  to-day.  The  J.  H.'s,  J.  D.'s,  A.  B.'s, 
with  whatever  other  surname,  trace  their  ancestry  to  the 
group  of  men  whom  we  have  just  had  the  honor  of  meeting. 
In  addition  to  their  signal  services  to  Dayton,  not  a  few  of 
them  left  sons  who  carried  on  the  prestige  of  the  family 
name  to  the  service  of  the  citv. 


Tato's  Mill — formerly  stood  at  Junction  of  Forest  Avenue  and 
Lehman  Street. 


CHAPTER  VIII. 

1812. 

The  War  of  1812. 

Sleepy  Dayton  wakes  up.  New  trouble  with  old  enemies. 
Preparations  for  war.  Appeal  to  the  women.  Three  regiments 
and  half  a  commander.  The  gay  departure  and  the  sorry  re- 
turn. Dayton  breaks  the  Sabbath  and  goes  to  help.  Icicles 
and  blood. 


In  the  fifteen  years  since  the  beginning  of  the  settle- 
ment at  the  mouth  of  Mad  River,  Dayton  had  been  jogging 
along  in  its  quiet  way  with  few  distractions.  The  popula- 
tion in  1810  was  put  down  at  three  hundred  and  eighty- 
three,  which  did  not  entitle  us  to  a  place  on  the  map  in  the 
school  geographies.  Neither  for  that  matter,  was  Cincin- 
nati yet  so  honored.  In  June  of  that  year  we  find  an  im- 
portant ordinance  printed  in  the  "Centinel"  relating  to  the 
improvement  of  the  sidewalks.  Lot  owners  were  in- 
structed to  lay  them  with  gravel  and  dig  a  ditch  on  the  out- 
side. It  further  forbade  people  to  drive  over  sidewalks 
"except  when  absolutely  necessary."  But  there  was  no 
traffic  policeman,  and  the  phrase  "absolutely  necessary"  was 
left  to  the  individual  to  define. 

Bounties  were  still  being  paid  for  wolf  scalps,  fifty  dol- 
lars' worth  in  one  year  proving  that  Montgomery  County 
was  by  no  means  free  from  wild  animals.  Main  Street 
presented  a  wide  and  grassy  expanse  in  which  were  rarely 
seen  three  vehicles  to  a  block.  Aside  from  an  occasional 
wedding  or  Fourth  of  July  celebration,  life  went  on  pretty 
much  the  same  from  season  to  season,  with  the  exception, 
perhaps,  of  worrisome  hints  regarding  the  Indians. 

During  the  winter  of  1811-12,  travelers  coming  in  from 
the  counties  north  of  us, — from  Piqua,  Urbana,  and  Troy, — 
reported  men  shot  and  scalped  by  savage  bands,  women 
carried  ofif  as  prisoners,  and  people  crowding  into  the  towns 


70  The  Story  of  Dayton 

for  protection.  The  Greenville  treaty  of  1795  was  being 
continually  broken  and  the  British  in  Detroit  continued  to 
aid  our  enemies  with  both  arms  and  encouragement.  But 
Detroit  was  far  distant  on  the  map  and  nothing  could 
be  done. 

Suddenly,  one  April  morning  in  1812,  things  began  to 
happen.  Word  passed  from  lip  to  lip  that  the  President  had 
called  out  troops  and  that  the  governor  of  Ohio  had  ordered 
twelve  hundred  militia  to  be  raised  for  a  year's  term  of 
service.  Moreover,  Dayton  was  to  be  headquarters  for  re- 
cruiting and  provisioning.  This  piece  of  news  brought 
everybody  to  Mr.  Brown's  store  to  ask  questions  or  make 
suggestions.  If  you  had  been  a  boy  in  that  spring  of  1812, 
you  would  have  had  your  hands  full  seeing  all  that  was 
going  on.  Main  Street  was  crowded,  really  crowded,  all 
day  long,  with  soldiers  drilling  in  squads,  and  mounted  of- 
ficers galloping  up  and  down,  long  pack-trains  being  un- 
loaded, carriers  coming  and  going  with  orders  and  camp 
equipage,  the  stores  full  of  customers,  and  the  sidewalks 
lined  with  people. 

For  war  had  been  declared ! — the  event  that  turns  a 
world  upside  down,  and  Dayton  was  seeing  her  small  share 
of  it.  News  now  became  more  definite.  The  two  thou- 
sand Indians  remaining  in  Ohio  were  gathering,  it  was  said, 
under  the  chief  "Prophet"  and  marching  on  the  counties 
north  of  us.  The  official  call  for  troops  as  printed  in  the 
"Centinel"  reads : 

"The  commissioned  and  non-commissioned  officers  of  the 
First  Division  of  Ohio  Militia  are  ordered  to  meet  at  Day- 
ton "on  the  usual  parade  ground,  armed  and  equipped  as 
the  law  requires." 

A  wide  common  extending  from  First  Street  to  Third, 
east  of  St.  Clair — Cooper  Park,  in  fact — was  the  "usual 
parade  ground,"  but  "equipped  as  the  law  requires,"  was  a 
sad  mockery,  these  poor,  hurried  soldier-boys  being  pos- 
sessed of  nothing  more  than  the  clothes  they  ordinarily 
wore.      Twelve   companies   arrived   in   Dayton  before   any 


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preparation  had  been  made,  and  slept  on  the  bare  common 
with  few  tents  and  no  blankets.  Eight  more  companies  fol- 
lowed, and,  there  being  no  more  room  in  town,  camp  was 
made  on  Colonel  Patterson's  farm,  south  of  town. 

The  First  Ohio  spent  those  five  or  six  weeks  of  prepara- 
tion on  the  ground  now  occupied  by  the  National  Cash 
Register  factory  and  the  fair  grounds.  It  was  a  cold,  back- 
ward spring,  rain  poured  steadily  and  the  river  rose. 
Governor  Aleigs  must  have  been  impressed  with  the  woeful 
situation,  for  when  he  came  to  Dayton  on  May  sixth,  in 
order  to  review  the  troops,  a  call  for  blankets  was  immedi- 
ately issued.  All  the  bold-faced  type  that  the  fonts  of  the 
"Centinel"  possessed  were  used  to  implore 

"MOTHERS,  SISTERS,  WIVES," 

to  come  to  the  help  of  the  country  and  bring  to  head- 
quarters at  McCullom's  Tavern,  any  blankets  they  might 
be  able  to  spare. 

Colonel  Patterson,  too  advanced  in  years  for  active  serv- 
ice, had  volunteered  his  services  as  quartermaster,  and, 
acting  with  his  son-in-law,  Henry  Brown,  immediately  be- 
gan to  collect  supplies.  A  displayed  advertisement  for  three 
thousand  pounds  of  flour,  six  hundred  head  of  cattle,  four 
hundred  horses ;  for  whisky,  vinegar,  salt,  and  bacon ;  also 
for  fifty  ox-carts,  to  be  paid  for  at  the  rate  of  three  dollars 
a  day,  appears  in  the  columns  of  the  "Centinel"  over  his 
name. 

Reinforcements  were  constantly  arriving  from  various 
points  in  the  country, — Major  Adams'  Battalion,  Perry's 
Rangers,  the  Pittsburgh  Blues  marching  in  through  a  gap 
in  Hills  and  Dales  and  down  on  Brown  Street.  Dayton 
contributed  two  companies,  one  commanded  by  William 
Van  Cleve  and  the  other  by  General  Munger.  The  whole 
force  which  was  mobilized  at  Dayton  amounted  to  fourteen 
hundred  men.  Its  official  designation  was  the  "Northwest- 
ern Army,"  and  was  commanded  by  General  Hull,  of  whom, 
as  a  militarv  leader,  the  less  said  the  better. 


72  The  Story  of  Dayton 

While  the  common  was  filled  with  recruits  with  time 
hanging  heavy  on  their  hands,  Daniel  Cooper  conceived  the 
idea  of  keeping  them  busy  on  public  improvements.  A 
levee  was  needed  to  protect  the  town  from  floods,  therefore 
a  corps  of  men  was  put  to  work  with  picks  and  shovels, 
raising  an  embankment,  following  the  bend  of  the  river 
and  surrounding  the  town.  A  race  was  necessary  to  serve 
his  mills  and  another  squad  was  occupied  digging  a  water- 
way which  passed  through  the  center  of  the  town.  The  ex- 
pense for  all  this  enterprise  was  borne  entirely  by  Cooper 
himself. 

On  May  2,  Governor  Meigs  came  to  Dayton  and,  in 
the  presence  of  the  entire  army,  which  w^as  drawn  up  to 
receive  him,  transferred  his  command  to  General  Hull.  A 
few  days  later  the  First  Regiment  broke  camp,  and,  joining 
the  other  two  at  Cooper  Park,  marched  with  flags  flying  and 
band  playing,  up  Monument  Avenue,  fording  Mad  River 
(where  now  is  Webster  Street),  and  three  miles  up  the 
bank  to  a  new  camp  named  in  honor  of  the  governor.  Here 
the  troops  formed  into  a  hollow  square,  and,  saluting  the 
flag,  voiced  a  solemn  promise  (a  promise  they  were  never 
allowed  to  perform)  to  protect  with  their  own  lives  the 
beloved  emblem. 

On  June  fifth  the  start  was  made  for  the  north.  Crowds 
went  out  from  Dayton  to  see  the  departure.  Tents  were 
struck  early  in  the  morning,  and  to  the  martial  strains  of 
bugles  and  the  throb  of  drums,  the  Northwestern  Army 
went  out  to  conquer  the  British  and  the  Indians. 

For  four  or  five  miles  up  the  Troy  pike  they  were  fol- 
lowed by  an  escort  of  small  boys  filled  with  patriotism  and 
longing  to  be  grown  up.  It  was  a  fine  looking  body  of 
men,  if  we  may  believe  some  who  watched  them  go. 
Mounted  officers  were  encased  in  bright  blue  uniforms  with 
scarlet  collars  and  cuft's,  wore  cocked  hats  with  plumes,  and 
carried  a  sabre  at  the  side  and  huge  horse  pistols  in 
holsters.  The  private  soldiers  were  dressed  in  tan  linen 
hunting  shirts  and  breeches,  low-crowned  hats  with  a  cock- 


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ade,  and  carried  flintlock  muskets  with  bayonets  and  pistols 
fully  twenty  inches  in  length.  A  tomahawk  stuck  in  the 
belt  and  a  butcher  knife  in  its  sheath  completed  the  soldier's 
equipment.  Each  man's  rations  consisted  of  flour  or  meal, 
bacon,  parched  corn,  salt,  and  whisky. 

During  the  week  following  this  exodus,  except  for  the 
constant  receiving  and  guarding  of  supplies,  Dayton  re- 
mained quiet.  News  traveled  slowly,  and  in  those  days  no 
telegrams  kept  the  public  informed  of  the  progress  of  the 
war.  People  were  forced  to  wait  in  what  patience  they 
could  command. 

July  passed  and  a  part  of  August ;  the  wives  and  mothers 
left  at  home  longed  to  know  how  Hull  and  his  brave  soldiers 
were  whipping  the  British. 

On  the  twenty-second  of  August,  twelve  weeks  after  the 
proud  departure  of  the  army,  a  tired  and  dusty  horseman 
rode  down  Main  Street  from  the  north  and  dismounted  at 
McCullough's  Tavern.  The  story  which  came  from  his  lips 
brought  every  soul  in  Dayton  out  to  hear  it. 

The  army  had  marched,  he  said,  to  Urbana  and  then 
to  Fort  Findlay,  where  a  terrific  storm  broke  upon  them 
and  the  men  toiled  in  deep  mud  and  icy  water.  Thirteen 
wagons  of  supplies  were  abandoned,  sunk  to  their  hubs  in 
the  mire.  At  the  shoals  of  the  Maumee  they  came  up  with 
the  enemy,  consisting  of  some  British  and  many  Indians, 
all  under  the  command  of  General  Brock.  Then  and 
there,  for  no  explainable  reason,  and  without  firing  a 
single  gun,  General  Hull  had  ordered  the  white  flag  to  be 
displayed,  and  surrendered  everything — his  forces,  amount- 
ing to  twenty-five  hundred  men.  thirty-eight  guns,  ammuni- 
tion, provisions,  cattle,  horses — all  to  an  enemy  of  less  than 
half  their  number ! 

The  news  was  cruel,  astounding,  unbelievable !  Anger 
was  uppermost  in  every  man's  mind,  and  not  only  anger, 
but  alarm.  This  disgraceful  act  of  a  cowardly  commander 
left  the  whole  Ohio  country  open  to  further  attack.  The 
Indians,  emboldened  by  such  evidence  of  weakness,  might 


74  The  Story  of  Dayton 

at  any  minute  swarm  down  upon  Dayton  and  not  a  life 
would  be  safe.  People  were  aroused  as  never  before.  It  was 
on  a  Saturday  at  noon  when  the  news  arrived,  and  immedi- 
ately hand-bills  were  gotten  out  at  the  "Centinel"  office  and 
dispatched  by  mounted  men  to  the  country  districts — north, 
south,  east,  and  west.  They  voiced  a  call  to  every  able 
bodied  man  to  report  instantly  for  service  with  any  kind 
of  a  weapon.  The  whole  night  was  occupied  by  prepara- 
tions, and  early  Sunday  morning  seventy  men  under  Cap- 
tain James  Steele  set  out  for  Piqua  to  protect  Government 
stores  and  prevent  further  advance  of  the  enemy.  An  ed- 
itorial headed  "Prompt  Patriotism"  challenged  the  annals  of 
the  world  to  produce  a  greater  example. 

Five  companies  of  men  from  Montgomery  and  Warren 
counties  came  in  on  Sunday  and  followed  the  Dayton  troops 
to  the  north.  Forty  thousand  dollars'  worth  of  stores  were 
conveyed  by  these  united  forces  from  Piqua  to  the  safer  pre- 
cincts of  Dayton.  Captain  Steele's  company  then  marched 
immediately  to  the  front  and  others  followed.  General 
Harrison  was  placed  in  command  of  the  entire  army, 
prompting  the  remark  from  one  citizen  that  our  men  were 
"no  longer,  thank  God,  commanded  by  an  old  woman." 
Hull,  by  the  way,  was  afterwards  court-martialed  and  sen- 
tenced to  be  shot.  He  was  eventually  pardoned  and  lived 
in  obscurity  the  rest  of  his  days.  Perhaps  before  the  end 
came,  he  wished  the  sentence  had  been  carried  out.  Life 
is  a  poor  benefit  to  a  man  who  meets  only  hatred  and  scorn 
from  his  associates. 

General  Harrison,  looked  upon  as  the  savior  of  the  for- 
tunes of  Ohio,  was  greeted  upon  his  arrival  in  Dayton  with 
wild  rejoicing.  Three  regiments  from  Kentucky  answered 
his  call  to  arms,  and  with  other  divisions  came  marching  up 
Main  Street  past  the  courthouse,  where  he  stood  to  review 
them.  In  the  current  number  of  the  "Centinel"  you  will  find 
this  appeal: 

"General  Harrison  presents  his  compliments  to  the  la- 
dies of  Dayton,  and  solicits  their  assistance  in  making  shirts 


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for  the  brave  defenders  who  compose  his  army,  many  of 
whom  are  quite  destitute  of  this  article.  The  material  will 
be  furnished  by  the  quartermaster,  and  the  general  confi- 
dently expects  that  this  opportunity  for  the  display  of  fe- 
male patriotism  will  be  largely  embraced  by  his  fair  coun- 
trywomen." 

Embrace  it  they  certainly  did.  Mrs.  Robert  Patterson 
issued  a  prompt  call  for  workers  to  meet  at  Mrs.  Henry 
Brown's  home,  next  north  of  the  court  house.  The  "female 
patriotism"  in  question  resulted  after  some  weeks  in  a  total 
of  eighteen  hundred  shirts,  all  made  by  hand,  and  turned 
over  to  General  Harrison  for  the  use  of  his  soldiers.  When 
it  is  remembered  that  there  were  no  sewing  machines  at  that 
time,  and  less  than  one  hundred  families  in  all  Dayton,  the 
appreciation  of  the  magnitude  of  this  achievement  will 
grow.  Nothing  that  women  in  Dayton  have  done  collec- 
tively since  that  day  can  ever  take  away  the  glory  of  those 
eighteen  hundred  shirts. 

Compared  to  Harrison's  war  appeal  and  the  preparation 
following  it,  all  that  had  gone  before  seemed  child's  play. 
Not  many  bugles  and  cockades  in  this  second  army,  but 
much  grim  determination  to  get  at  the  Indians  as  soon  as 
possible  and  make  the  homes  of  Ohio  safe.  It  was  on  Sep- 
tember twelfth  that  the  hurriedly  equipped  troops  marched 
grimly  from  Dayton.  At  Fort  Wayne,  the  foe  approached 
and  vanished  in  a  panic,  leaving  an  empty  village.  The 
month  of  October  was  spent  in  maturing  plans  for  the  at- 
tack on  Detroit,  but  even  at  that  early  date,  the  streams 
were  half  frozen  and  the  mud  was  axle  deep.  In  December, 
seven  hundred  more  men  from  Da3^ton  left  to  join  the 
army,  and,  meeting  a  band  of  Indians,  cut  them  to  pieces. 
The  next  day  more  Indians  reinforced  the  defeated  tribe 
and  attempted  a  surprise.  This  was  the  battle  of  Missin- 
newa,  an  engagement  resulting  in  a  deadly  victory  for  our 
forces.  Of  the  Dayton  troops,  eight  were  killed  and  forty- 
eight  wounded.  Couriers  passed  the  word  that  the  wounded 
were  being  brought  home.     They  also  told  of  the  surrender 


76  The  Story  of  Dayton 

of  Detroit,  of  the  lack  of  provisions  and  forage,  the  bitter 
cold,  and  the  sufferings  of  the  able  as  well  as  the  disabled 
men. 

Victory  had  its  price.  Three  miles  a  day  was  the  utmost 
progress  made  by  that  gallant  remnant  toward  food  and 
shelter.  On  Sunday,  the  twenty-seventh,  the  sorrowful 
cavalcade  arrived  in  Dayton,  crossing  the  ford  at  Mad  River 
and  coming  in  on  Water  Street,  now  Monument  Avenue. 
The  "Centinel"  says, 

"Their  solemn  procession  into  town  excited  emotions 
which  the  philanthropic  bosom  may  easily  conceive,  but  is 
not  our  power  to  describe." 

Under  the  wagons  filled  with  wounded  hung  icicles  of 
blood  six  inches  long.  No  church  services  were  held  that 
morning,  the  worshipers  preferring  to  unite  in  giving  im- 
mediate care  to  the  sufferers.  Out  of  the  seven  hundred 
soldiers  who  had  marched  forth,  only  two  hundred  returned 
fit  for  duty.  Hands,  feet,  and  ears  of  nearly  every  man  on 
the  force  were  frost-bitten ;  Dayton  was  turned  into  a  hos- 
pital camp.  Every  home  that  had  a  spare  bed  was  opened, 
and  many  were  cared  for  by  Doctor  Steele  in  the  camp  hos- 
pital on  the  courthouse  lot. 

Thus  ended  Dayton's  share  in  the  War  of  1812.  Other 
engagements  were  taking  place  elsewhere  in  Ohio,  always  to 
the  success  of  the  American  arms.  Troops  still  passed 
through  Dayton  on  their  way  to  the  front  and  the  warehouse 
on  Main  Street  was  still  the  base  of  supplies.  You  who 
have  read  your  United  States  history,  know  how  the  War 
of  1812  ended — the  various  battles  on  sea  and  on  land,  and 
the  British  occupation  of  Washington. 

The  three  events  which  actually  decided  the  issue  of  the 
war  were  the  battle  of  the  Thames  on  September  5,  1813, 
when  Tecumseh,  the  great  chief,  was  killed;  the  subsequent 
death  of  General  Howe,  the  British  commander,  and  Perry's 
glorious  victory  on  Lake  Erie.  At  the  last-named  event  the 
whole  country  rang  with  enthusiasm  and  Perry  was  the 
hero  of  the  day.    Dayton's  share  in  adding  to  his  lustre  was 


The  War  of  1812  '       77 

to  name  for  him  a  new  thoroughfare  just  opened  west  of 
Wilkinson  Street.  It  was  to  be  sure,  rather  an  empty 
lionor,  for  Perry  Street  then  possessed  only  one  cabin,  amid 
thickets  of  hazel  bushes,  but  we  hoped  for  more  in  the 
future. 

In  December,  1814,  the  treaty  of  peace  between  the 
United  States  and  Great  Britain  was  signed  at  Ghent.  For 
one  hundred  years  they  have  honorably  respected  our  boun- 
daries, and  we  theirs.  Not  a  fort  stands  on  the  three  thou- 
sand-mile boundary  line  between  the  United  States  and 
Canada,  and  for  many  more  hundreds  of  years  to  come, 
may  there  be, — please  God, — peace  between  us  and  our 
Canadian    cousins. 


CHAPTER  IX. 

1818—1832 

Early  Transportation, 

A  stage  route  to  Cincinnati.  Good  roads  and  their  benefits. 
How  Dayton  celebrated  the  Fourth  of  July.  Rapid  transit  at 
last — the  canal.     A  fugitive  slave  on  Main  Street. 


Until  1818,  no  one  made  the  long  journey  to  Cincinnati 
except  in  his  own  vehicle  or  on  his  own  feet.  Many  sturdy 
Daytonians  of  that  day  took  the  latter  means  of  convey- 
ance and  thought  it  no  particular  hardship.  When  Dayton 
families  visited  their  friends  in  Chillicothe,  Springfield,  or 
Cleveland,  it  was  done  by  private  carriage. 

A  weekly  mail  stage  service  was  first  established  during 
the  summer  of  1818,  connecting  Dayton  with  Franklin,  Mid- 
dletown,  Hamilton,  and  Cincinnati.  Those  who  introduced 
this  improvement  were  assured  by  the  "croakers''  (ancestors 
of  the  same  family  in  our  day),  that  the  effort  was  worse 
than  foolish.  Not  a  large  enough  number  of  people  would 
ever,  they  were  sure,  be  traveling  from  Dayton  to  Cincinnati 
in  one  week  to  pay  the  up-keep  of  a  stage  coach.  But  in 
spite  of  these  warnings,  the  experiment  proved  a  success, 
and  in  a  year  the  w^eekly  trip  was  doubled,  and  soon  there 
was  a  coach  leaving  for  and  arriving  from  the  south  every 
day.  Stage  lines  eventually  connected  us  with  Columbus, 
Sandusky,  and  Cleveland,  and  in  1828  twenty  coaches  made 
daily  trips  in  both  directions. 

The  Cincinnati  trip  required  the  whole  of  the  first  day  to 
reach  Hamilton,  where  the  night  was  passed,  the  arrival  in 
the  Queen  City  was  made  late  the  next  afternoon.  Eight 
cents  a  mile  was  the  fare  charged,  and  fourteen  pounds  of 
baggage  were  allowed  each  passenger.  Twelve  persons  could 
be  accommodated  in  a  coach,  three  on  the  back  seat,  three 
on  the  front,  three  on  the  smaller  seats  between,  and  two 


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beside  the  driver.  The  coach  was  drawn  by  four  horses, 
which  were  changed  at  intervals  of  fifteen  miles.  What 
with  muddy  roads,  springless  seats,  the  cramped  position 
and  long  hours,  the  trip  to  Cincinnati  was,  according  to  the 
testimony  of  personal  letters  of  that  day,  an  exhausting 
experience.  One  traveler  owns  up  to  having  fainted  away 
on  arriving  at  her  journey's  end.     Yet  the  relief  from  the 


LOOKING  OUT   OF   THE   ^\I^DO\^i 


At   Home   on   a   Canal   Boat. 

saddle  could  not  fail  to  be  appreciated.  An  item  from  the 
"Centinel"  announced  the  important  fact  that  a  "certain 
gentleman"  hu-J  just  arrived  in  Dayton  from  Philadelphia 
by  way  of  Cincinnati,  making  the  trip  by  boat  and  stage  in 
only  eight  days.  What  further  proof  could  have  been 
needed  by  our  co-citizens  of  the  Thirties  that  Dayton  was 
rapidly  becoming  cosmopolitan? 

The   history   of   transportation   shows  that  the  vehicle 
precedes  and  is  the  cause  of  improved  highways.     In  our 


Early  Transportation  81 

day  it  is  the  automobile  which  has  wrought  the  astonishing 
transformation  on  state  and  county  roads.  In  a  greater 
degree  (because  of  the  greater  necessity)  did  the  stage 
coach,  one  hundred  years  ago,  improve  the  thoroughfares. 
The  logical  step  toward  this  end  was  taken  in  1836,  under 
an  act  passed  by  the  legislature,  authorizing  state  funds  to 
be  used  for  that  purpose.  The  permission  did  not  last  long, 
being  repealed  in  1840,  but  during  this  interval  Dayton  had 
begun  to  build  several  fine  turnpikes.  The  gravel  under- 
lying the  soil  of  our  valley  increased  the  facility  of  the 
project. 

Bv  1838  Da_\tonians  were  al)le  to  travel  in  fourteen  dif- 
ferent directions  without  having  to  be  pried  out  of  the  mud. 
John  W.  \'an  Cleve  (the  son  of  Benjamin)  estimated  that 
the  cost  of  a  graveled  road  would  amount  to  $2,500  a  mile 
and  offered  to  pay  twenty-five  dollars  on  the  first  mile  to- 
wards Cincinnati  if  other  citizens  would  do  the  same.  Early 
journalism  did  not  keep  up  remarkably  well  with  the  prog- 
ress of  local  matters,  therefore,  all  we  know  is  that  the 
road  was  built  and  still  serves  the  \n\h\\c  though  no  longer 
bv  means  of  stage  coaches. 

Davton  being  encircled  on  three  sides  by  the  river,  good 
bridges  at  once  became  a  necessary  element  in  the  question 
of  transportation.  All  transit  north,  west,  and  southwest 
had  to  be  ferried,  a  method  both  cumbersome  and  expensive. 
Soon  after  the  War  of  1812,  agitation  for  bridges  began, 
and  in  1819  the  first  wooden  toll  bridge  was  constructed  to 
span  the  Miami  at  Bridge  Street  (now  Stratford  Avenue). 
A  leaning  pole  like  a  well-sweep,  blocked  the  entrance,  at 
which  stood  the  keeper  in  charge.  For  a  loaded  wagon  an*! 
a  team  he  demanded  twelve  and  one-half  cents ;  for  an 
empty  wagon,  six  and  one-quarter  cents ;  for  a  man  on 
horseback,  three  cents.  In  1835,  Dayton  made  connection 
with  the  north  bank,  then  called  McPhersontown,  by  a  sim- 
ilar bridge,  the  lumber  for  which  had  been  brought  from 
Pittsburgh.  The  old  Third  Street  bridge  was  completed  and 
opened  in  1840. 


82  The  Story  of  Dayton 

These  covered  bridges  were  a  welcome  protection  from 
the  weather,  but  they  had  certain  disadvantages.  A  Hghting 
system  was  not  deemed  necessary,  therefore,  even  on  moon- 
light nights,  the  interior  was  as  black  as  Erebus.  Driving 
in  from  the  white  expanse  of  road,  it  was  like  entering  an 
impenetrable  hole  in  which  one  feared  more  than  anything 
else  to  hear  the  tramp  of  another  horse.  At  the  approach 
of  this  unseen  fellow  traveler,  each  driver  called  out,  "Keep 
to  the  right,"  as  loudly  as  he  could,  to  be  heard  above  the 
noise  of  eight,  or  perhaps  sixteen,  hoofs  on  the  board  floor. 
The  sides  of  these  old  bridges  were  always  deeply  scarred 
with  the  wheel  marks  of  drivers  trying  to  keep  out  of  each 
other's  way. 

As  time  passed,  the  care  of  the  toll  bridges  was  assumed 
by  the  country;  later  the  bridges  themselves  were  replaced 
by  steel  truss  structures,  and  they  in  turn  by  the  concrete 
arches  which  now  span  the  current  of  the  Miami. 

As  we  read  old  letters  and  newspapers,  we  are  impressed 
with  the  fact  that  Dayton,  in  the  first  half  of  the  century, 
was  nothing  more  than  a  big,  sociable  family.  Much  visit- 
ing was  kept  up  between  the  large  town  and  the  surrounding 
villages.  Horseback  parties  were  made  up  to  go  to  Xenia, 
Troy,  Bear's  Creek  or  Middletown ;  in  return  came  country 
friends  to  see  the  improvements  in  Dayton  and  to  be  royally 
entertained  while  doing  so. 

Almost  any  occasion  served  as  a  merry-making.  The 
Fourth  of  July  was  a  good  one,  uniting  as  it  did,  patriotism, 
neighborliness  and  fun.  The  celebration  was  always  in  the 
hands  of  a  committee  who  seemed  able  to  bring  into  the 
program  everybody  of  any  importance  in  Dayton.  People 
came  in  from  all  directions  prepared  to  spend  several  days. 
If  the  date  came  on  or  near  Sunday,  a  sermon  by  Doctor 
Welsh,  of  the  First  Presbyterian  Church,  opened  the  com- 
memoration. By  this  time  Dayton  had  become  the  proud 
possessor  of  a  militia  company  and  a  brass  band,  without 
which  no  Fourth  can  be  properly  celebrated,  and  they,  head- 
ing the   procession,   marched   the   length   of   Main    Street, 


Early  Trafisportation  83 

pausing  at  the  courthouse  lot  where,  we  are  told,  there 
was  a  bower  under  which  the  exercises  were  held.  It  was 
the  custom  to  select  one  prominent  citizen  to  read  the 
Declaration  of  Independence,  at  that  time  a  comparatively 
modern  document;  another  to  make  the  oration  of  the  day. 
The  latter  was  sure  to  be  full  of  striking  phrases  about  our 

W  In  tins  place,  on  Suuday'Iasi,  at  the  age  of  82  years,  Mrs.  Catharine 
ra  TuoMPsoN,  formerly  Mrs.  Catharine  Van  Cleve,  mother  of  the  lati 
Q  jamin  and  Wilham  Van  Cleve.  She  was  the  first  lemale  resident  of  | 
^1  this  town  and  county,  to  which  place  she  came  on  the  1st  of  April,  1796. 
O  She  was  also,  one  of  the  earhest  inhabitants  of  Cincinnati,  having  come  to 
M  that  place  before  its  name  was  changed  from  Losantiville,  when  ,lwo 
Q  small  bewed-log  houses  and  a  few  log  cabins  constituted  the  whole  town, 
W  Her  first  husband,  John  Van  Cleve,  to  whom  she  was  was  married  by  the 
M  Rev.  William  Tennant,  of  Mohmouth  county,  N.  J.  was  killed  by  the  In- 
Q  dians,  on  the  first  day  of  June  1791,  within  the  present  corporate  limits  of  j 
^^  Cincinnati.  Her  second  husband,  Samuel  Thompson,  was  drowned  in 
>^  Mad  River  near  ihis  place,  about  twenty  years  since.  She  was  the  niolh- 
Q  er  of  thirteen  children  and  her  grand  children  have  numbered  eighty- 
V  seven,  and  her  great  grand  children  upwards  of  ninety.  She  was  a  wor- 
^  ihy  member  of  the  Methodist  church  for  the  last  twenty  years  of  her 
Q,  life  and  died  in  Christian  resignation.  S 

W        Dayton,  August  8,  1837.  W 

Death  Notice  of  Mrs.  Catherine  Thompson.     Original  in  the  possession  of 
her  great,  great  granddaughter,  Mrs.  Mabel  Brown  Martin. 

duty  to  our  country,  and  upon  its  conclusion  all  sat  down 
to  an  open  air  banquet.  At  the  1815  celebration,  the  young 
ladies  of  Dayton  were,  for  the  first  time,  invited  to  join 
in  the  procession  and  the  dinner  which  followed.  One  hun- 
dred people  were  seated  at  the  long  table.  Washington's 
farewell  address  was  read  by  Benjamin  Van  Cleve,  and  the 
day  ended  with  a  dance  at  McCullom's  Tavern. 

One  year,  during  a  particularly  heated  Presidential  cam- 
paign, party  feeling  ran  so  high  that  the  citizens  found  it 


84 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


impossible  to  express  their  patriotism  unitedly,  but  held  two 
dinners  under  two  bowers,  with  two  bands  of  music  and 
with  toasts  particularly  designed  to  flout  the  opposite  camp. 
In  1822.  new  features  were  introduced  to  honor  "the  day 
we  celebrate.'"  Sunrise  was  welcomed  in  by  the  booming 
of  a  cannon  on  the  river  bank,  church  bells  were  rung,  homes 
decorated,  and  from  the  tall  pole  at  the  courthouse,  a  noble 
flag  rippled  in  tlie  breeze.     The  militia  rejoiced  in  gay,  new 


it«^^^^ 


JUMP  1  jutsr : 


uniforms  consisting  of  yellow  coats  with  green  collars  and 
cuffs,  white  trousers,  and  red  leggings.  The  rifle  men  wore 
blue  coats  trimmed  with  white  cord,  and  white  trousers. 
This  gay  escort  preceded  the  carriages  in  which  rode  four 
honored  Revolutionary  soldiers,  Robert  Patterson,  Simeon 
Broadwell,  Richard  Bacon,  and  Isaac  Spining.  At  the 
dinner  which  followed,  the  old  gentlemen  answered  the 
toast,  "To  the  heroes  of  the  Revolution,  who  fell  to  secure 


Early  Transportation 


85 


the  blessings  of  the  day  to  us.  May  their  children  so  main- 
tain them  that  America  may  be  a  republic  of  Christians  to 
the  last  day.'' 

Comparing  this  dignified  and  touching  celebration  with 
those  that  came  later  (  pandemoniums  of  racking  noise  and 
deadly  explosives)  it  seems  both  sane  and  sensible.  To  keep 
before  the  minds  of  the  peo|)le.  old  and  young,  the  ideals 


Fun    on    a    Flat    Boat. 

upon  which  our  nation  is  founded,  is  surely  more  patriotic 
than  to  shoot  oft'  one's  thumb  with  a  toy  pistol.  Boys  of 
that  da}'  grew  up  learning  anew  every  summer,  the  prin- 
ciples which  make  the  United  States  different  from  all  other 
nations,  also,  moreover,  learning  from  the  very  enthusiasm 
of  their  fathers,  what  their  own  share  in  local  and  national 
responsibility  was  bound  to  be. 

At  this  same  1822  celebration,  we  find  a  notable  toast 
offered  by  Judge  Steele,  "The  contemplated  canal,  from  the 
waters  of  Mad  River  to  those  of  the  Ohio."     This  appears 


86  The  Story  of  Dayton 

to  be  the  first  public  mention  of  that  famous  waterway 
which  bore  so  large  a  part  in  the  development  of  south- 
western Ohio.  The  previous  year  a  meeting  in  which  Judge 
Crane  was  the  moving  figure,  had  been  held  at  Reid's 
tavern  to  consider  ways  and  means  in  favor  of  a  canal  to 
connect  Dayton  with  Cincinnati.  Other  towns  were  having 
meetings  to  the  same  purpose,  and  Dayton  was  not  accus- 
tomed to  lag  behind.  Transportation  of  freight  by  river 
was  becoming  ruinously  difficult  by  reason  of  mill  dams, 
fish  weirs,  and  the  uneven  stages  of  the  water.  Less  and 
less  could  merchants  count  on  the  upstream  cargo.  It  was 
calculated  that  enough  merchandise  was  lost  every  year  in 
the  river  to  pay  one-sixth  of  the  cost  of  a  canal.  To  have 
a  whole  boat  load  of  merchandise  wrecked  in  the  rapids,  dis- 
couraged profits.  Hauling  by  wagon  increased  the  cost  pro- 
hibitively. What  was  needed  was  a  waterway,  safe  from 
freshets  as  from  low  water,  and  in  which  there  were  no 
obstructions. 

The  last  keel-boat  disappeared  from  the  Miami  in  1828 ; 
the  spring  flood  of  that  year  obligingly  removed  the  un- 
sightly and  then  useless  warehouse  from  the  head  of  Wil- 
kinson Street,  and  water  traffic  on  the  Miami  River  came 
to  an  end. 

At  that  time  our  canal  still  lingered  in  the  paper  stage, 
Newark  was  already  celebrating  the  completion  of  hers 
between  Cleveland  and  Pittsburgh.  Among  the  prominent 
people  invited  to  do  honor  to  the  new  enterprise  was  Gov- 
ernor Dewitt  Clinton,  of  New  York,  who  had  been  a  per- 
sistent canal  agitator  for  many  years.  His  presence  in  Ohio 
seemed  a  good  opportunity  to  advance  a  similar  project  in 
Dayton,  therefore  a  committee  of  our  citizens,  led  by  Judge 
Steele,  waited  upon  the  governor  at  Newark  and  invited  him 
to  be  the  guest  of  the  community.  He  accepted  and  was  met 
about  five  miles  out  on  the  Springfield  pike  and  escorted 
to  town.  Accompanying  him  were  Governor  Morrow  of 
Ohio,  both  official  stafifs,  and  the  Canal  Commissioners.  At 
Compton's   Tavern,    on   the   corner   of   Main   and    Second 


Early  Transportation 


87 


streets,  Judge  Crane  made  an  address  of  welcome,  and  all 
dined.  That  night,  from  the  porch  of  Judge  Steele's  home 
(First  and  Main),  Governor  Clinton  told  Daytonians  what 
might  be  expected  of  a  canal  in  the  interests  of  commerce. 
His  oratory  was  so  convincing  that  all  doubts  vanished  and 
the  canal  became  a  certainty. 

I     Oayton,Fcb.  17,  1629. 


TH  F,  fub<;cnbcr  very  respect  In  lly  iuform?the 
ciltzeniof  Uaytou  ana  the  surrounoing country, 
that  he  still  continues  to  carry  or  the  COACH 
MAKING  biivincsf  inallils  vanoiu  branches  on 
Main  Cro«?  "trcct  6nc  door  vvcst  of  liic jail.  Ho 
will  loaiic  Coaches  Rnrouches  Gi^s,  and  Dear- 
borDSofthc  newest  Irtsbion  or  acxording  to  or- 
der  on  reasonable  teriDS;  tho-c  wKouiay  favor 
with  their  ciistem  may  depend  on  having  then- 
work  according  to  their  order. 

SAMUEL  DOLLEY. 
Dayton,  July  4, 1828. 

N.  B.  Stage  contractors  can  be  Bccommoda- 
ted  with  I'osi  Coaches  ade  of  the  best  maten- 
f  aU  and  io  the  newest  fa  nion. 
[  If  any  person  ehovild  want  further  information 
{  they  can  inquire  of  Timothy  Squicr,  stage  ow>- 
}  et  i»Dd  contractor  in  Dnjton. 


Nineteenth  Century  advertising  in  Dayton 
Papers. 


It  was  commenced  in  1825,  finished  in  1829,  and  cost 
five  hundred  and  seventy  thousand  dollars.  With  the  open- 
ing of  the  canal,  trade  instantly  answered  to  the  oppor- 
tunity; freight  increased,  passenger  lists  filled  rapidly,  and 
more  people  came  to  Dayton  than  ever  before.  It  was  a 
glorious   chance  to  say  "I  told  you  so"  to  the  doubting 


88  The  Story  of  Dayton 

Thomases  who  had  called  the  plan  "a  ruinous  and  useless 
expenditure." 

This  increase  in  commerce  made  it  necessary  to  con- 
struct at  Second  Street,  a  canal  basin  capable  of  accommo- 
dating a  number  of  freight  boats  while  loading  and  unload- 
ing cargoes.  The  building  of  the  first  canal  boat  proved  an 
event  of  great  importance.  It  was  named  the  "Alpha"  and 
was  launched  on  August  26,  1829,  near  Fifth  Street.  Al- 
though at  that  time  the  canal  lacked  completion,  a  dam 
was  erected  at  the  Bluffs,  the  section  between  there  and 
town  was  filled  from  the  mill  race,  and  trial  trips  made 
each  day  until  e\ery  man,  woman,  and  child  in  Dayton 
liad  enjoyed  a  ride. 

January,  1829,  saw  the  first  boat,  which  was  named  the 
"Governor  Brown,"  arrive  from  Cincinnati  and  tie  up  at  the 
head  of  the  Basin.  Later  in  the  day  the  "Forrer,"  the 
''General  Martin,"  and  the  "General  Pike"  followed,  and 
came  to  a  pause  by  her  side.  Crowds  had  assembled  at  the 
landing  place  and  greeted  the  arrival  of  each  boat  with 
cheers  and  the  firing  of  cannon.  Captain  Archibald  of  the 
"Governor  Brown"  invited  the  sightseers  aboard,  proud  to 
exhibit  the  handsomely  equipped  boat  of  which  he  was  mas- 
ter. In  the  evening  the  new  area  of  prosperity  for  Dayton 
was  celebrated  by  a  banquet  at  the  National  Hotel,  and 
speeches  were  made  which  were  more  sincere  than  such 
efforts  generally  are. 

It  was  indeed  a  notable  advance  in  our  history.  If  for 
nothing  else,  the  privilege  of  spending  only  twenty-four 
hours  on  the  journe\-  to  Cincinnati  was  worth  a  speech  or 
two.  It  was  a  great  thing  for  a  Dayton  boy  to  remember, 
being  put  to  bed  on  one  of  the  shelves  along  the  side  of  the 
long  saloon,  to  feel  the  boat  move  from  the  wharf  at  the 
Second  Street  bridge,  to  wake  up  the  next  morning  at  Ham- 
ilton, and  the  day  after  at  Cincinnati. 

The  busy  gayety  of  canal  traffic  will  hardly  be  believed.. 
An  old  diary  tells  us  that  during  the  month  of  April,  1830, 
seventy  boats  left  the  wharves  at  Dayton,  and  seventy-one 


Early  Transportation  89 

arrived.  They  carried,  together,  nine  hundred  and  eighty- 
six  passengers.  The  "Journal"  stated  in  1832,  that  not  les? 
than  a  thousand  persons  a  week  traveled  on  the  canal. 

Canal  travel  has  been  described,  and  we  may  well  be- 
lieve it,  as  a  pleasant  means  of  conveyance.  The  sides  of 
the  boat  were  open,  and  while  eating  dinner  one  could  watch 
the  green  banks  slip  b)-.  Sitting  on  deck  in  the  moonlight 
was  wonderful,  the  horses'  bells  tinkling  in  the  darkness 
far  ahead,  (iay  times,  too,  at  every  landing,  when  crowds 
came  to  see  the  boat  tie  up  and  unload.  In  these  fine,  clean 
vessels,  drawn  by  ribbon-trimmed  horses,  each  commanded 
by  a  popular  and  cordial  captain,  travelers  thought  they  had 
reached  the  last  degree  of  rapid  transit. 

The  commercial  advantages  of  the  canal  will  be  seen  at 
a  glance.  More  than  fifty  grist  mills  lined  the  banks  of  the 
-Miami  between  Dayton  and  Franklin,  each  with  .\  yearly 
output  of  two  thousand  barrels  of  flour,  as  well  as  one  hun- 
dred distilleries  sending  out  hundreds  of  kegs  of  whisky 
each.  Thousands  of  pounds  of  ])ork  and  othe^'  produce 
were  sent  to  market,  no  longer  in  two-horse  wagons,  but 
in  the  spacious  holds  of  canal  boats. 

And  how  much  nearer  Dayton  was  to  the  East  after  the 
opening  of  the  canal!  ^^lerchandise  sent  from  New  York 
by  the  Erie  Canal  came  thence  by  lake  to  Cleveland,  down 
the  Ohio  Canal  to  Cincinnati,  then  by  Ohio  River  and  Mi- 
ami Canal  to  Dayton,  a  distance  of  eleven  hundred  and 
fifty-two  miles,  covered  in  twenty  days  at  a  cost  of  only 
seventeen  dollars  a  ton.  Xo  more  need  for  Dayton  ladies 
to  wait  six  months  for  spring  styles !  Godey's  Ladies'  Book, 
the  leading  fashion  magazine  of  the  day,  came  out  to  Ohio 
not  more  than  six  weeks  after  publication. 

If,  with  your  present  knowledge  of  United  States  history, 
you  could  be  transported  back  to  Dayton  in  1832,  you  would 
notice  certain  things,  not  unusual  then,  but  mighty  signif- 
icant in  their  relation  to  what  came  after.  There  appeared 
frequently  in  the  daily  papers  of  that  day  a  cut  of  a  negro 
with  a  bundle  under  his  arm  and  some  such  caption  as  this : 


90  The  Story  of  Dayton 

"FIFTY  DOLLARS  REWARD."  "A  likely  nigger 
named  Joe,  five  feet  high,  weighs  130  pounds.  Return  to," 
etc.,  etc. 

Such  an  advertisement  was  seen  too  frequently  to  cause 
much  comment,  but  when,  one  day,  armed  men  came  to 
town  and  arrested  on  Main  Street  an  inoffensive  colored 
man  known  as  "Black  Ben,"  who  had  lived  here  two  years, 
quietly  earning  his  living  and  minding  his  own  business, 
the  meaning  of  the  Fugitive  Slave  Law  broke  upon  the  pub- 
lic mind.  It  was  as  if  Dayton  had  suddenly  put  on  glasses 
and  saw  what  it  had  been  blind  to  before. 

Effort  was  made  to  buy  Ben  from  his  owner,  but  the 
offer  was  refused.  He  was  taken  to  Cincinnati,  and  during 
the  night,  in  distraction  and  despair,  he  leaped  from  a 
fourth-story  window  and  was  killed.  Then  and  there  the 
spirit  of  Abolitionism,  in  Dayton  at  least,  was  born.  Agita- 
tors spoke  on  street  corners.  Fervent  sermons  were 
preached  in  behalf  of  human  rights,  but  to  some  minds,  and 
a  good  many  of  them,  the  question  was  merely  one  of 
property  rights,  and  bitter  diff'erences  of  opinion  arose. 
Dayton's  "underground  station"  was  situated  on  Jefferson 
Street  between  Third  and  Second,  which  meant  that  Doctor 
Jewett  allowed  poor,  hunted  negroes  to  hide  in  his  barn, 
and  gave  them  help  to  go  farther  north ;  a  direct  violation 
of  the  law  which  required  a  man  to  assist  officers  in  the 
arrest  of  runaway  slaves.  That  in  pursuing  this  merciful 
course  Doctor  Jewett  perhaps  risked  his  life  was  proven 
some  years  later  when,  for  so  small  an  offense  against  pub- 
lic opinion  as  the  entertainment  as  guest,  of  a  lecturer  on 
abolition,  his  house  was  invaded,  windows  broken,  and 
furniture  smeared  with  mud  and  rotten  eggs. 

Newspaper  advertisements  sometimes  reveal  more  than 
is  realized,  as,  for  example,  notice  of  reward  for  a  runaway 
slave  appeared  in  the  adjoining  column  to  one  containing  a 
notice  of  the  first  meeting  of  the  Dayton  Abolition  Society. 
It  was  assembled  by  the  president,  Luther  Bruen,  and  met 
at  the  home  of  Peter  P.  Lowe  on  South  Main  Street. 


CHAPTER  X. 

1820—1849. 

Municipal  Improvements. 

Concerning  engines  in  general.  The  first  Fire  Department. 
"Start  her  lively,  boys!"  A  railroad  misses  Dayton  and  then 
comes  to  stay.     Other  things  of  interest,  not  improvements. 


The  same  year  which  saw  the  establishment  of  the 
canal  brought  about  the  organization  of  a  Fire  Depart- 
ment. The  first  serious  warning  Dayton  received  on  the 
subject  of  fare  risk  was  in  June,  1820,  when  Cooper's 
mills  burned  to  the  ground,  consuming  two  thousand 
pounds  of  wool  and  four  thousand  bushels  of  wheat.  As 
a  result  of  this  public  calamity,  Council  ordered  that  each 
citizen  should  provide  two  long  leather  buckets  with  his 
name  painted  on  them,  the  same  to  be  kept  in  an  accessible 
place  on  his  own  premises.  Ladders  purchased  by  public 
funds  were  hung  in  the  market  house  on  Second  Street.  An 
alarm  of  fire  brought  out  every  householder,  buckets  in 
hand,  who  posted  in  hot  haste  to  the  conflagration.  Women 
worked,  too,  and  boys.  Double  lines  of  hands  were  formed 
from  the  nearest  pump  to  the  burning  building,  one  line 
passing  on  the  full  buckets,  the  other  passing  back  the 
empty  ones. 

The  method  was  not  as  efficient  as  it  might  have  been, 
for,  in  1824,  when  two  stores  on  Main  Street  were  destroyed 
with  a  stock  worth  fully  a  thousand  dollars,  the  ladders 
could  not  be  found,  and  the  delay  was  disastrous.  After 
this  lesson.  Council  imposed  a  penalty  of  ten  dollars  for 
removing  the  ladders  from  their  places,  and  then  decided  to 
have  a  fire  engine.  One  was  immediately  ordered  from 
Philadelphia,  to  cost  two  hundred  and  twenty-six  dollars, 
but  it  was  two  years  before  it  arrived  in  Dayton,  and  in  the 
meantime   fires    went    on   unchecked.      When   at   last   the 


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"Safety"  was  installed,  with  its  ''suction  hose,"'  "'gallery 
brakes,"  and  all  the  latest  improvements,  it  was  a  proud 
possession  to  Dayton. 

Upon  the  arrival  and  installation  of  the  tire  engine,  the 
first  volunteer  Fire  Company  was  organized  with  a  hook- 
and  ladder  company  and  a  Board  of  Fire  Wardens,  the  lat- 
ter to  see  that  the  buckets  were  kept  in  good  order,  and  that 
the  boys  did  not  carry  off  the  ladders.  At  the  same  time 
eighty-eight  new  buckets  were  provided,  together  with  five 
hundred  feet  of  liose.  It  was  a  great  advance  in  efficiency, 
when,  instead  of  filling  buckets  at  the  pump  and  throwing 
the  water  directly  on  the  fire,  it  was  poured  into  the  reser- 
voir of  the  engine,  and  from  there  forced  through  the  hose 
by  turning  a  crank.  If,  as  once  happened,  the  volunteers 
forgot  to  empty  the  tank  after  a  fire,  the  next  conflagration 
found  the  engine  frozen  solid  and  no  hope  for  the  property. 

Alen  who  are  now  living  recall  those  experiences  of 
fire-fighting,  and  never  tire  talking  of  the  time  Vvhen  they 
"ran  with  the  engine.''  Nothing  except  the  Civil  War  sets 
their  tongues  to  wagging  so  delightedly.  Church  bells  were 
rung,  they  tell  us.  to  call  people  to  the  fire,  and  the 
sexton  first  heard  from  got  a  dollar.  Wakened  in  the  mid- 
dle of  the  night  by  the  bell  of  the  First  Presbyterian  Church, 
there  was  no  use  pretending  you  did  not  hear  and  trying 
to  go  to  sleep  again.  If  you  belonged  to  a  fire  brigade,  your 
place  was  not  in  bed,  but  at  the  engine  rope,  and  you  knew 
it.  Hurry  you  must,  dress  with  stiff  fingers  by  the  light  of 
a  candle,  and  dash  down  the  street  to  meet  other  volunteers 
on  their  way  to  the  engine  house. 

Once  there,  what  hurry  and  excitement !  The  big  doors 
were  thrown  open,  tw^enty  willing  hands  grasped  the  rope, 
and  with  a  "Start  her  lively,  boys,"  the  engine  went  rolling 
off  toward  the  burning  house.  At  the  scene  of  disaster,  the 
workers  were  divided  into  squads,  some  filling  the  engine, 
others  working  on  the  brakes.  Then,  if  no  buckets  had  been 
lost,  if  the  ladders  had  been  left  where  they  belonged,  and 


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the  tank  not  frozen,  the  fire  company  extinguished  the  fire 
or  at  least  succeeded  in  protecting  the  neighbors'  houses. 

The  time  came,  and  soon,  too,  when  the  increasing  num- 
ber of  frame  dweUings  made  a  better  engine  imperative,  and 
in  1833.  the  'Tnde]ien(lent"  was  purchased,  the  old  "Safety"' 


being  relegated  to  the  scrap-heap.  The  new  machine  was 
a  hand  engine  also,  steam  engines  being  as  yet  unthought  of. 
It  carried  two  sets  of  handles,  which,  when  manned  by  the 
volunteers,  twenty  to  a  side,  both  on  the  upper  and  lower 
row,  threw  quite  a   forcible  stream  of  water.     It  was  the 


94  The  Stury  of  Dayton 

"Independent"  which  did  such  good  service  at  the  Turner 
Opera  House  fire  in  1869,  a  disaster  which  resulted  in  a 
reorganization  of  fire  fighting  in  Dayton.  The  old  way  of 
depending  on  the  town  pump  or  the  canal  was  also  aban- 
doned and  generous  cisterns  constructed  at  First  and  Main, 
Third  and  Main,  and  Fifth  and  Main  streets. 

The  rolls  of  the  early  fire  companies  included  most  of 
the  leading  citizens.  It  resembled,  in  a  way,  military  serv- 
ice; each  member  had  his  place  and  a  number  at  the  en- 
gine, involving  his  prompt  appearance  when  the  alarm  rang. 
On  the  roster  of  one  company  we  find  the  names  of  Val- 
entine Winters,  James  Perrine,  Thomas  Brown,  William  P. 
Huffman,  J.  D.  Loomis,  Jacob  Wilt — all  leading  and  influ- 
ential citizens,  and  never  more  so  than  when,  shoulder  to 
shoulder,  with  up-stretched  arms  one  minute  and  down- 
bended  back  the  next,  they  worked  to  protect  their  neigh- 
bors' homes  and  their  own  from  loss. 

As  Dayton  grew  in  extent,  other  engines  were  bought 
and  new  companies  organized.  Improved  types  came  in. 
The  "Independent"  was  called  a  "double-decker,"  in  allu- 
sion to  the  two  banks  of  brakes ;  the  "Vigilance,"  the  "Del- 
uge," and  the  "Neptune"  were  of  the  "haywagon"  type. 

Sometime  during  the  fifties  the  companies  changed  in 
personnel.  The  solid  citizens  took  to  lying  abed  and  letting 
the  boys  about  town  fight  fires,  with  the  result  that  demoral- 
ization set  in  which  put  an  end  to  the  volunteer  system.  It 
was  competition  which  ruined  them.  Not  satisfied  with  try- 
ing by  fair  means  to  be  first  at  a  fire,  the  companies  put 
in  all  their  efforts  to  keep  their  rivals  away.  Obstructions 
were  placed  in  front  of  the  engines,  stones  thrown,  ropes 
and  hose  cut.  Democrats  were  careful  to  all  enroll  in  the 
same  company,  and  Whigs  in  an  opposite  one,  which  in- 
sured neither  efficiency  nor  pleasant  relations.  Free-for-all 
fights  took  place  frequently,  and  at  every  fire  either  a  vol- 
unteer or  a  bystander  got  a  black  eye,  casualties  which  had 
nothing  to  do  with  the  fire.  It  will  not  be  found  surprising 
that  in  time  there  came  to  be  something  that  Daytonians 


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dreaded  worse  than  a  fire,  and  that  was  the  Fire  Depart- 
ment. 

In  1863,  the  first  steam  fire  engine  was  purchased  and 
used  with  the  "Independent"  until  time  and  money  justified 
a  complete  change.  A  "part-pay  system"'  replaced  the  in- 
tolerable tricks  of  the  volunteers,  and  was  the  beginning  of 


Burning  of  Turner's  Opera   House,   Volunteer   Fire   Department,   and 

the   Old    "Independent." 

(Site   of   Victoria   Theatre.) 

expert  control  in  fire-fighting.  As  late  as  1880  we  still 
had  an  auxiliary  of  "call  men,"  known  as  a  "mixed  depart- 
ment," and  not  until  some  years  later  did  we  own  an  expert 
fire  department  on  a  full  pay  basis. 

From  fire  engines  to  locomotives  is  not  so  long  a  step. 
and  one  followed  quickly  upon  the  other,  so  rapidly  do  the 


96  The  Story  of  Dayton 

needs  of  transportation  increase.  The  tirst  railroad  to  be 
projected  in  Ohio  was  the  "Mad  River  and  Lake  Erie." 
Dayton  heard  of  the  enterprise  but  was  not  impressed.  A 
subscription  book  was  opened,  and  a  few  names  obtained, 
but  it  was  subsequently  lost.  The  construction  of  the  road 
began  at  Sandusky  and  was  completed  as  far  as  Springfield 
when  funds  ran  out,  and  the  southern  half  of  the  road  re- 
mained unbuilt.  While  we  were  reflecting  on  this  situation, 
Cincinnati  built  a  road  to  Xenia,  and  Xenia,  waking  up, 
connected  with  Springfield,  and  there  was  Dayton,  left  high 
and  dry,  fifteen  miles  from  a  railroad ! 

In  Xovember,  1846,  this  humiliating  situation  was  under 
discussion  in  a  meeting  at  the  City  Hall.  Speeches  were 
made  on  both  sides  of  the  question.  Some  (the  record  does 
not  say  who,  but  we  venture  it  was  the  citizen  who  had  mis- 
laid the  subscription  l)ook  )  did  not  think  the  situation  was 
humiliating.  It  was  all  very  well,  he  said,  for  Xenia  and 
Springfield  to  want  a  railroad  ;  they  needed  it,  we  didn't. 
We  had  the  canal  and  when  one  could  reach  Cincinnati  in 
a  single  day,  what  possible  need  to  get  around  any  faster 
than  that  ?  Another  speaker  reminded  the  meeting  that  loco- 
motives were  frightful  things — noisy  monsters — pouring 
black  smoke  over  the  landscape  and  going  at  such  speed  as 
would  make  them  run  over  anything  that  got  in  their  way. 
from  a  pig  to  a  stock-holder.  Boilers,  too,  had  been  known 
to  explode  and  kill  people ;  in  short,  the  less  we  had  to  do 
with  such  new-fangled  contrivances,  the  better. 

There  were  citizens,  however,  at  that  meeting,  who  had 
faith  in  the  new  transportation  and  foresaw  what  it  would 
mean  to  Dayton.  Daniel  Beckel  and  T.  J.  S.  Smith  made 
strong  speeches  in  its  favor.  Somebody  read  a  character- 
istic letter  from  Charles  Anderson,  in  which  he  wondered 
why  the  "Granny  Rip  Van  Winkles"  did  not  get  out  an  in- 
junction against  trespass  by  the  railroads  that  were  trying 
to  get  through  Montgomery  Count}'.  Dayton  had  a  vested 
right,  he  went  on  to  say,  in  all  obsolete  things  and  usages : 


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other  people  might  "go  as  fast,  as  cheaply,  as  noisily  as  they 
chose,  without  disturbing  our  pleasant  and  drowsy  repose." 
Whether  it  was  the  eloquence  or  the  sarcasm  that  won 
a  railroad  for  Dayton,  we  do  not  know,  but  to  shorten  the 
story,  the  Springfield  branch  of  the  Miami  River  and  Lake 
Erie  was  begun  within  the  year  and  finished  in  1849.  As  it 
approached  completion  it  was  thought  best  to  begin  track 
laying  at  this  end  of  the  line,  therefore,  a  work  engine  was 
run  over  the  Little  Aliami  tracks  to  Xenia,  there  taken 
apart  and  hauled  to  Dayton  by  wagon.  It  was  set  up  on 
temporary  tracks  at  ^^■ebster  Street,  every  boy  in  town 
assisting  in  the  supervision.  Twenty-five  barrels  of  water 
were  carried  by  those  enterprising  youngsters  to  fill  the 
tank.  Fires  were  lighted  under  the  boiler,  steam  began 
to  hiss,  and  the  boys  backed  abruptly  away.  Suddenly  the 
engineer  opened  the  valve  of  the  whistle  letting  out  a  shrill 
scream,  heard  then  for  the  first  time  in  the  ^^liami  A^alley. 
The  curiosity  of  the  boys  was  more  than  satisfied.  As  if 
pulled  by  the  same  string  that  worked  the  whistle,  they  van- 
ished down  First  Street  and  never  stopped  until  they  reached 
a  safe  refuge. 

The  spring  of  1851  saw  the  road  in  complete  working 
order,  and  in  June  excursions  were  run  between  Dayton  and 
Springfield.  The  Dayton  and  Western  road  to  Richmond 
was  built  the  same  year  by  A^alentine  Winters.  Within 
three  years  the  Cincinnati,  Hamilton,  and  Dayton,  the 
Greenville  and  ^liami,  and  the  Dayton  and  Union  were  all 
constructed,  and  we  had  at  last  achieved  the  dignity  of  a 
railroad  center. 

In  1833,  there  occurred  a  wonderful  display  of  meteors 
lasting  from  one  in  the  morning  until  three.  People  talked 
of  it  for  the  next  twenty-five  years,  how  the  sky  glittered 
with  millions  of  stars  blazing  out  from  the  black  sky  and 
then  vanishing,  crossing  each  other's  paths  like  the  bursting 
of  a  rocket,  and  filling  the  onlookers  with  admiration. 

From  1830  to  1845,  many  municipal  improvements  were 
accomplished  in  Dayton.     In  1830  Steele's  dam  was  built 


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and  a  race  run  through  what  is  now  Riverdale  to  serve  two 
large  mills  owned  by  Samuel  Tate,  on  the  river  bank.  All 
have  now  disappeared,  and  the  new  race  has  been  converted 
into  a  boulevard.  In  1836  several  streets  were  curbed, 
graded,  and  graveled,  wharves  built  on  the  canal  and  the 
channel  of  Mad  River  straightened  and  protected  by  levees. 

The  same  year  David  Zeigler  Cooper  donated  the  pro- 
ceeds from  the  lease  of  three  lots  to  beautify  and  keep  in 
repair  the  public  park  which  had  been  given  in  1808  to 
the  city  by  his  father,  D.  C.  Cooper,  "to  be  a  public  walk 
forever."  W'itli  this  fund  the  ground  bounded  by  Third, 
Second,  St.  Clair  and  the  canal  was  filled,  enclosed  with  an 
iron  fence,  a  good  top  soil  added,  and  young  saplings  of 
elm  and  maple  set  out.  "A  fair  beginning,"  he  wrote,  "for 
a  work  which  promises  to  be  a  credit  as  well  as  an  ornament 
to  the  town."  Was  he  right?  When  you  go  to  the  Public 
Library  for  a  new  book  you  walk  under  the  shade  of  those 
saplings,  now  eighty  years  in  growth. 

In  1836,  Cooper  Hydraulic  was  constructed,  a  waterway 
fifty  feet  wide,  running  between  Third  and  Fifth  streets, 
and  giving  service  to  a  dozen  or  more  large  mills  and  fac- 
tories on  its  bank.  In  1841  was  the  beginning  of  Wood- 
land Cemetery  and  the  new  (now  old)  courthouse. 

In  1833,  the  Cincinnati  canal  packet  brought  up  a  load  of 
passengers  that  Dayton  could  just  as  well  have  done  with- 
out. All  were  suffering  from  some  digestive  disorder,  and 
one  had  died  on  the  way.  The  twenty-five  afflicted  people 
were  taken  to  one  house  and  into  one  room,  in  complete 
ignorance  of  the  first  necessity  in  infectious  diseases — segre- 
gation. Since  there  was  no  Board  of  Health  to  safeguard 
the  citizens,  a  doctor  and  two  nurses  volunteered  to  care 
for  the  patients.  In  two  days  both  nurses  were  dead  of 
the  same  disease,  and  the  doctor  severely  stricken.  Each 
day  saw  one  or  two  of  the  original  party  carried  to  the 
graveyard  on  Fifth  Street,  and  it  became  quite  plain  that 
the  mysterious  sickness  which  had  crept  into  Dayton  was 
nothing  less  than  the  dreaded  cholera.    People  became  panic- 


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stricken  and  many  hurried  away  from  town,  an  instance 
of  "out  of  the  frying  pan  into  the  fire,"  for  the  cholera  was 
by  that  time  everywhere.  Thirty-three  fatal  cases  was  the 
inventory  in  Dayton  for  that  summer. 

In  1849,  the  epidemic  again  appeared  and  with  greater 
intensity,  four  funerals  a  day  being  the  average  during  June 
and  July.  Many  stories  were  told  of  the  dreadful  sudden- 
ness of  the  illness,  people  quite  well  at  breakfast  time,  des- 
perately ill  at  noon,  and  dead  before  the  sun  set.     Doctor 


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The    old    Third    Street    Bridge. 

Drake,  of  Cincinnati,  published  a  letter  in  which  he  warned 
citizens  against  undue  exposure  to  the  sun  and  over-indul- 
gence in  fruit.  Above  all,  he  advised  them  not  to  worry, 
but  the  well-meant  attempt  to  restore  public  confidence  did 
little  good.  People  were  frantic  with  terror,  as  well  they 
might  be  with  a  death  list  of  two  hundred  and  sixteen  out 
of  a  small  village  in  one  short  summer. 

With  the  characteristic  point  of  view  of  that  day,  they 
laid  on  the  Lord  the  blame  that  should  have  been  carried 
by  shoulders  right  here  in  Dayton.     A  proclamation  issued 


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by  the  mayor  set  apart  a  day  for  fasting  and  prayer.  The 
opening  sentence,  on  the  first  page  of  the  "Journal"  read, 
"Whereas,  it  has  pleased  Almighty  God  to  afflict  our  beloved 
country  by  sending  the  pestilence  among  us,"  etc.  They 
had  not  learned  that  a  "Clean  Up  Day"  should  proceed  a 
"Prayer  Day,"  and  that  it  is  irreverent  to  use  the  Almighty 
as  a  scape-goat  for  the  sanitary  sins  which  they  were  too 
ignorant  to  correct. 

Nothing  marks  the  progress  of  the  world  toward  light 
and  freedom  more  than  the  successful  warfare  against  dis- 
ease. In  early  years,  nation  after  nation  was  swept  with 
dreadful  scourges  that  took  more  lives  than  all  the  battles 
of  histor\\  Cholera,  the  plague,  typhoid,  and  the  smallpox 
have  mowed  the  ranks  of  humanity  like  avenging  furies 
and  filled  the  graveyards.  It  no  longer  happens.  Men  have 
learned  how  to  prevent  it.  They  have  also,  perhaps,  learned 
better  how  to  pray. 


CHAPTER  XI. 

1820—1850. 

Public  Education. 

The  town  and  the  state  awaken  to  their  needs.  Dayton's 
first  schools.  The  Academy,  the  Seminary,  and  the  High 
School.  A  procession  and  a  graduation.  Development  of  the 
Public  Library.  Going  to  market  in  1822  and  1915.  Our  classic 
Courthouse. 


Dayton's  very  first  school,  as  we  have  seen,  was  taught 
by  Benjamin  Van  Cleve.  at  one  time  in  the  blockhouse  and 
another  in  Xewcom's  Tavern.  His  services  lasted  from 
1796  to  1804. 

The  first  building  to  be  devoted  exclusively  to  school 
purposes  was  the  Dayton  Academy,  built  in  1807  by  public 
subscriptions  on  ground  presented  by  D.  C.  Cooper.  In- 
corporated under  an  act  of  legislature,  with  sixty-eight 
shareholders  at  five  dollars  each,  the  school  was  housed  in  a 
building  which  stood  on  the  west  side  of  St.  Clair  Street 
between  Second  and  Third.  The  incorporators  were  pro- 
gressive men,  interested  in  boys  and  books,  and  ambitious 
for  high  standards. 

The  following  quaint  announcement  appeared  in  one 
of  the  papers  of  the  year  1810: 

"Pupils  entered  at  the  Academy  will  be  taught  to  spell, 
to  read  deliberately  and  agreeably  to  the  rules  laid  down  in 
Walker's  dictionary.  They  will  be  made  conversant  with 
the  rules  of  grammar  and  will  be  required  to  give  a  com- 
plete analysis  of  the  words  as  they  proceed." 

The  discipline  of  the  school  extended  much  beyond  the 
walls.  A  boy  caught  playing  ball  on  Sunday  or  taking  a 
walk  across  the  river,  lost  all  his  badges  of  merit.  The 
ofifense  repeated,  he  was  "read  out  of  school."  The  Acad- 
emy was  a  boys'   school  and  a  pay  school.     Entirely  free 

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instruction  was  not  yet  even  suggested,  and  girls  did  not 
count  particularly.  In  several  small  private  schools  they 
were  taught  after  a  fashion,  but  in  the  beginning  all  the 
money,  equipment,  and  efforts  of  the  fathers  went  into  the 
Academy.     It  was  the  pride  of  Dayton. 


The  newest  principle  of  education  at  that  day  was 
known  as  the  "Lancasterian"  or  mutual  instruction  system. 
When  it  was  imported  into  this  country  from  England, 
where  it  was  making  a  great  stir,  Dayton  was  one  of  the 
first  centers  to  put  it   into  practice.     Teaching  was   done 


104  The  Story  of  Dayton 

from  cards  on  the  wall,  the  pupils  reciting  in  concert,  led 
by  a  monitor,  which  post  was  bestowed  as  a  reward  for 
high  rank  and  good  conduct.  The  new  method  was  said 
to  arouse  personal  ambition  and  make  it  possible  for  one 
teacher  to  direct  five  hundred  pupils.  The  younger  children 
learned  their  alphabet  by  tracing  it  in  sand  on  a  table,  with 
a  pointed  stick. 

Therefore,  we  may  see  that  thus  early  in  its  career, 
Dayton  was  pedagogically  quite  up  to  date.  The  Lancas- 
terian  system  long  ago  went  into  the  museum  of  educational 
curiosities,  but  the  spirit  of  self-government  and  the  student- 
teacher  plan  still  survive.  In  1833,  as  the  Academy  had  out- 
grown its  quarters,  ground  was  purchased  on  the  southwest 
corner  of  Fourth  and  Wilkinson,  upon  which  a  new  building 
was  erected,  and  the  next  year  the  school  came  under  the 
leadership  of  that  past-master  in  the  art  of  teaching,  E.  E. 
Barney. 

From  1835  to  1838,  throughout  the  country,  there  arose 
a  widespread  and  universal  interest  in  public  education, 
almost  as  fervent  as  a  religious  revival.  Conventions  were 
held  in  every  part  of  the  state  and  interest  grew  and  spread. 
The  conviction  that  not  some  children,  but  all  children, 
regardless  of  the  parents'  resources,  deserved  an  education, 
arose  at  that  time.  It  belonged  among  the  principles  of 
democracy,  and  Dayton's  appreciation  of  that  fact  resulted 
in  a  convention  held  in  1836,  to  which  delegates  came  from 
Cincinnati  and  the  smaller  towns,  and  whose  leader  was  the 
man  whose  name  on  the  outside  of  school  readers  after- 
wards became  as  familiar  to  all  school  children  as  their 
own — W.  H.  McGuffey.  John  Van  Cleve  was  a  warm  sup- 
porter of  the  plan  and  a  moving  spirit  in  the  convention. 

One  result  of  the  interest  aroused  was  the  proposal  to 
take  advantage  of  the  provision  of  the  State  government 
and  inaugurate  in  Dayton  a  public  school  system.  Three 
rooms  were  therefore  opened  for  class  instruction,  and  in 
three  years'  time  the  accommodation  had  to  be  increased  to 
two  entire  buildings.     When  later,  the  High   School  was 


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organized,  it  found  its  first  home  in  the  Academy  building 
until  1850,  when  the  Central  High  School  was  erected  on 
Fourth  and  Wilkinson ;  that,  in  turn,  giving  away  in  1893 
to  the  Central  District  School,  as  it  now  appears. 

Until  1842,  the  interests  of  the  schools  were  under  the 
control  of  a  Board  of  Directors;  from  1842  of  the  City 


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Council ;  since  that  time  of  a  Board  of  Education.  The 
growth  of  our  schools  has  been  remarkable.  In  1842  there 
were  eight  hundred  and  twenty-seven  pupils,  sixteen  teach- 
ers, and  a  fund  of  twenty-four  hundred  dollars.  In  1895, 
there  were  eleven  thousand  pupils,  three  hundred  and  ten 
teachers,  and  a  fund  of  $314,878 ;  at  the  present  year  of 
1917,  there  are  over  nineteen  thousand  pupils,  five  hundred 
and  thirty  teachers,  thirty-nine  school  buildings,  with  equip- 
ment valued  at  $2,978,20^. 

A  copy  of  the  "Dayton  Journal"  sixty  years  old  will  re- 
produce for  our  benefit,  Commencement  D^y  as  it  was  then 
conducted.  What  it  described  as  "the  most  beautiful  and 
exhilarating  scene  witnessed  in  our  streets  for  years"  was  a 


106 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


high-school  graduation  procession.  Forming  at  the  corner  of 
Third  and  Main  streets,  the  end  was  still  at  that  spot  when 
the  foremost  marchers  had  reached  the  woods  of  Steele's 
Hill  (Dayton  View).  At  the  head  walked  the  City  Council 
and  Board  of  Education,  followed  by  the  graduation  class 
in  white  dresses  and  sunbonnets,  they  in  turn  by  pupils  of 


The  old    Central    High   School,    southwest   corner   Fourth   and   \\'ilkinson. 

the  high  school  and  district  schools,  each  displaying  a  ban- 
ner, and  last,  a  company  of  fathers  and  mothers,  proud  to 
take  part  in  their  children's  celebration.  Twenty-five  hun- 
dred people  and  two  bands  of  music  made  up  that  pro- 
cession and  there,  in  the  shady  grove,  across  the  river, 
they  listened  to  essays  on  "Hope"  and  "Friendship"  and 
"Spring."  Following  the  exercises,  a  picnic  dinner  was  en- 
joyed, and  the  Board  of  Education  and  the  City  Council 


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made  eloquent  speeches.  It  was  all  very  inspiring.  There 
can  be  no  doubt  of  it  because,  just  forty  years  afterward, 
at  a  meeting  of  the  Alumni  Association  in  the  new  Steele 
High  School,  one  of  the  girls*  of  that  class  of  '54  read  her 
graduation  essav  for  tlie  second  time,  and  told  u?  about  it. 


i-.uiaiy  oi  tne  Dayton  Liurary  Association  which  was  consolidated  ni  18(30 
with  the  School  Library  to  form  the  present  PubHc  Library.  The  above 
picture  is  taken  from  a  woodcut  published  in  the  Daily  Gazette,  May  27, 
18.54,  and  recently  presented  to  the  Dayton  Public  Library  by  Miss  Helen 
Pearson. 

Extract   from   letter   of  Dr.    J.    C.    Reeve,    Sr..    dated,    October,,   1851. 

"The  Phillips  Building  is  a  fine  block ;  I  don't  think  it  has  its  equal  in 
Cleveland.  Rig^ht  across  the  hall  from  our  office  is  the  Library  Room.  I 
think  I  shall  subscribe  immediately ;  it  is  $5.00  per  year  and  six  payments 
entitle  one  to  a  life  ticket.  Some  thirty-eight  papers  are  on  file,  among  them 
the  Cleveland  Herald  and  Plain  Dealer,  but  the  Cleveland  mail  arrives  very- 
irregular,  last  Tuesday's  papers  are  just  here!  (This  was  written  on  Fri- 
day.) The^-  have  a  good  supply  of  books,  among  them  Miss  Pardoe's  Court 
of   Louis   XlV." 

This    building    was    situated    at    the    southeast    corner    of    Main    and    Second 


No  other  building  is  more  interwoven  with  the  memo- 
ries of  many  older  women  in  Dayton  than  Cooper  Seminary. 
Having  provided  for  the  training  of  boys,  D.  C.  Cooper 
gave  thought  to  the  needs  of  girls.  Half  a  town  block  on 
the  corner  of  First  and  Wilkinson  streets  was  donated  by 

*  Miss   Joan    Rench. 


108  The  Story  of  Dayton 

him  for  that  purpose.  It  was  opened  in  1845  under  the 
principalship  of  E.  E.  Barney,  whose  success  in  the  Acad- 
emy had  brought  him  high  esteem  and  reputation.  For 
thirty  years  every  parent  who  desired  the  best  training  for 
his  daughter,  sent  her  to  Cooper  Seminary.  It  gave  the 
kind  of  education  for  which,  up  to  that  time,  Eastern  schools 
alone  had  provided — literature,  art,  music,  composition, 
classics,  and  history.  The  reputation  of  the  Seminary 
was  not  diminished  under  subsequent  leadership,  and  grate- 
ful acknowledgment  is  still  given  to  the  work  of  Mrs.  Gal- 
loway, Miss  Haight,  Mrs.  Bennett,  Mrs.  Bartlett,  and  Pro- 
fessor Robert. 

Years  had  rolled  by  since  Dayton  people  were  obliged 
to  pay  a  two-cent  fine  for  a  drop  of  tallow  on  a  library 
book,  but  the  love  of  reading  had  been  growing  all  the  time. 
After  many  vicissitudes  relating  to  small  appropriations  and 
changes  of  quarters,  the  Dayton  Library  Association, 
formed  in  1845,  put  things  on  a  more  substantial  basis.  A 
large  room  was  rented  in  the  Phillips  Building,  on  the  south- 
east corner  of  Main  and  Second,  new  books  bought  and 
periodicals  subscribed  for.  This  library,  described  as  being 
"elegantly  and  handsomely  furnished,  second  to  none  in 
Ohio,"  possessed  Corinthian  columns,  wrought  bronze  book- 
shelves, gilt  chandeliers,  globes,  reading  tables,  and  chairs. 
W.  H.  Butterfield  was  the  first  librarian  and  Mrs.  Hiley 
Davies  his  successor. 

Modern  library  methods  were,  of  course,  unknown. 
There  was  no  catalogue,  no  reference  department,  no  chil- 
dren's room.  The  books  were  kept  behind  wire  doors  like 
burglar-proof  basement  windows ;  you  could  not  see  the 
titles  well,  and  were  allowed  under  no  circumstances  to 
handle  them.  The  librarian  sat  at  a  desk  behind  a  grating, 
absorbed  in  her  knitting.  When  you  had  made  an  experi- 
mental choice  from  the  back  of  a  book,  she  came  with  a 
bunch  of  keys  and  unlocked  the  shelf.  If  what  you  took 
to  be  a  good  story  turned  out  only  a  religious  work,  you 
were  obliged  to  take  it  and  go.  No  more  attention  for  you 
thrif:  day.     Asked   whether  the  library   contained  anything 


Public  Education  109 

on  Russia,  you  were  apt  to  hear,  "I  don't  know;  just  look 
around." 

This  was  not  neglect  of  duty,  it  was  all  that  the  trustees 
and  the  public  demanded,  and  that  library,  in  spite  of  its 
failing  to  be  ahead  of  its  time,  did  good  service  to  the 
reading  public  of  Dayton.  Many  a  young  boy  got  his  first 
love  of  travel  and  biography  from  these  shelves  in  the  Phil- 
lips Building. 

In  subsequent  years  the  library  occupied  other  homes — 
the  United  Brethren  Building,  the  City  Hall,  and  the  Cen- 
tral High  School.  Its  present  quarters  were  taken  posses- 
sion of  in  1888.  You  have  but  to  enter  the  doors  of  our 
library  under  the  spreading  elms  in  Cooper  Park,  to  feel 
how  far  it  has  progressed  during  these  years,  in  practical 
service  to  the  community.  If  an  interurban  high-school  de- 
bate is  on  and  you  are  appointed  to  support  the  weight  of 
argument  against  another  city,  you  will  find  that  the  library 
has  anticipated  your  needs  and  placed  in  an  alcove  the  books 
that  will  help  you  most.  The  staff  keeps  watch  of  the  vary- 
ing interests  in  all  parts  of  the  city,  and  offers  readers  the 
best  that  the  shelves  afford.  Bulletins  direct  the  student's 
attention  to  timely  articles  in  the  reviews.  In  one  place 
there  are  segregated  volumes  bearing  upon  the  war ;  in  an- 
other those  called  for  by  the  current  program  of  a  literary 
club ;  in  a  third  the  information  most  interesting  to  a  mis- 
sion study  class. 

In  April  the  special  shelves  blossom  out  with  books  on 
birds  and  wild  flowers,  garden  culture,  and  house-planning. 
In  June,  the  attention  of  high-school  graduates  is  directed 
to  the  claims  of  the  different  colleges  with  attractive  views 
of  buildings  and  grounds.  Lists  of  new  books  on  mechanics 
are  issued  at  intervals  to  the  various  factories,  stimulating 
the  workingman  to  a  better  grasp  of  his  trade.  Traveling 
and  school  libraries  come  in,  are  listed,  and  go  out  on  their 
never-ceasing  journeys  from  one  locality  to  another. 

In  these  and  many  other  ways  our  library  serves  the  pub- 
lic, and  instead  of  expecting  the  people  to  come  to  the  books, 
tries  in  a  thousand  ways  to  take  the  books  to  the  people.    It 


no  The  Story  of  Dayton 

exists,  not  only  as  a  deep  spring  of  refreshment  and  delight 
to  lovers  of  reading,  but  as  a  tool-house  for  the  use  of 
workers,  both  manual  and  mental,  in  every  rank  of  life.  It 
lias  become  a  part  of  our  great  system  of  public  education, 
l)ut,  unlike  the  school,  belongs  to  the  needs  of  the  com- 
munity as  a  whole,  children,  parents,  our  foreign-born  cit- 
izens, workers,  research  students,  clubs,  chiu'ches.  and  com- 
munity workers. 

The  memory  of  the  men,  so  many  there  were,  who  have 
served  in  the  interests  of  the  public  library,  should  be  kept 
green.  For  them,  it  w^as  no  personal  concern,  but  a  labor 
of  love,  and  filled  many  busy  hours.  Among  them  in  the 
beginning  were  Benjamin  Van  Cleve,  John  Folkerth,  Dr. 
John  Elliott,  D.  C.  Cooper;  later  Valentine  Winters,  Dr. 
John  Steele,  Robert  W.  Steele.  John  G.  Lowe,  E.  Thresher, 
Daniel  Beckel.  Luther  Bruen,  Wilbur  Conover,  Lewis  B. 
Gunckel,  Henry  L.  Brown,  Robert  C.  Schenck. 

Whether  because  of  the  healthy  appetites  of  Daytonians 
or  the  warm  richness  of  Miami  X'alley  fields — perhaps  both 
— our  markets  have  always  been  good.  The  movement  be- 
gan in  1813,  when  a  meeting  was  held  to  consider  needs  of 
housekeepers,  and  two  years  later  in  a  building  fronting  on 
Second  Street,  between  Jefferson  and  St.  Clair,  the  first 
market  was  opened.  It  was  twenty  feet  in  width  with  a  row 
of  meat  stalls  on  each  side,  the  vegetables  being  displayed 
outdoors,  under  the  shelter  of  the  wide,  overhanging  eaves. 
To  this  building,  on  Wednesdays  and  Saturdays,  could  be 
seen  the  housekeepers  from  First  and  Second  streets  and 
North  Jefferson,  hurrying  to  fill  their  baskets.  There  was 
need  for  haste.  Council  had  set  early  hours  and  rang  a  big 
lirass  bell  at  four  o'clock  to  notify  people  that  market  was 
open.  By  six  the  best  things  were  gone,  and  by  seven  not 
the  least  chance  of  getting  your  favorite  cut  of  meat. 

This  Second  Street  market  w-as  used  until  1829,  when  a 
new  site  was  obtained  by  condemning  the  alley  running 
from  Alain  to  Jeft'erson,  between  Third  and  Fourth,  and 
acquiring  by  gift  or  purchase,  additional  land  on  either  side. 
Opposition  to  this  plan  developed  immediately.     It  seems 


Public  Education  111 

that  there  were  superior  people  in  those  days  who  felt 
tliat  to  go  below  Third  Street,  even  for  a  beefsteak,  was 
lowering.  North  of  Third  Street  was  "Dayton,"  south 
of  it  was  "Cabin-town."  and  held  in  high  disdain.  As 
always  in  those  days,  party  politics  entered  into  the  question 
and  much  recrimination  was  exchanged  both  in  print  and  by 
word  of  mouth.  The  advanced  thinkers  seem  to  have  won, 
for  the  market  house  was  moved  to  its  new  location,  bear- 
ing, on  its  journey  down  ]Main  Street,  a  placard  which  read. 
"Bound  for  Cabin-town."  This  so  incensed  the  opposition 
that  they  boycotted  the  market,  preferring  to  deny  them- 
selves the  delights  of  roasting-ears  and  spring  chickens,  if 
they  must  be  sought  in  the  odious  location. 

To  visit  that  market  on  a  Saturday  morning  in  1822, 
would  be  a  wonderful  experience  for  a  present-day  house- 
keeper ;  that  is  to  say,  after  she  had  recovered  from  the  ex- 
ertion of  getting  up  at  candle  light  to  do  it.  She  could  fill  her 
basket  with  fresh  eggs  at  two  cents  a  dozen,  butter  at  four 
cents  a  pound,  chickens  fifty  cents  a  dozen  (feathers  and 
all),  peaches  twenty-five  cents  a  bushel,  potatoes  twelve  and 
one-half  cents,  apples  the  same.  Other  produce  was  cor- 
respondingly as  cheap,  flour  $2.75  a  barrel,  wheat  forty-five 
cents  a  bushel,  pork  $1.50  to  $3.00  a  hundred  weight,  oats 
twenty  cents  a  bushel,  venison  hams  fifty  cents  a  pair,  bacon 
three  cents  a  pound.  The  valley  was  a  land  truly  flowing 
with  milk  and  honey,  and  there  were  no  middle  men  to  run 
up  prices. 

As  for  the  housekeeper  of  1822,  if  she  would  return — ■ 
market  basket  on  arm — to  the  Central  or  the  Arcade  mar- 
ket on  a  Saturday  in  the  present  year  of  our  Lord,  what 
would  her  sentiments  be?  ^^'ith  bacon  costing  more  than 
she  paid  for  Christmas  turkey,  apples  six  to  a  measure  for 
a  dime,  and  eggs,  at  some  season  indecently  approaching 
the  dollar  mark,  she  would — go  back  to  Woodland ! 

Another  market  was  built  on  Sears  and  Webster  streets, 
between  Second  and  Third,  on  ground  donated  by  Cooper 
in  1836,  but  its  use  was  discontinued  in  1870.  The  Wayne 
Avenue  market  on  "Seely's  ditch"  was  a  private  enterprise, 


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Public  Education  113 

under  grant  from  Council  in  1865,  but  was  purchased  by  the 
city  in  1870.  The  present  Central  market  building  was 
erected  in  1876,  and  that  on  Wayne  Avenue  in  1909.  In 
1908  the  Arcade  Company  was  incorporated  and  built  the 
fine  all-the-week  market  which  we  now  enjoy. 

Late  in  the  forties,  a  new  courthouse  became  an  im- 
perative necessity.  The  prospect  aroused  much  interest 
among  Daytonians  who  already  possessed  that  feeling  of 
civic  pride  which  we  are  apt  to  believe  belongs  only  to  a 
more  recent  day.  The  type  of  building  appropriate  to  the 
needs  of  the  city  was  the  subject  of  wide  discussion,  both 
in  private  and  public.  Horace  Pease,  an  influential  man 
with  a  fine  library,  owned  a  book  with  illustrative  plates  on 
Greek  art.  Among  them  was  an  engraving  of  the  Theseum, 
a  temple  built  in  Athens  to  receive  the  bones  of  Thesius,  a 
hero  king,  who  lived  about  460  B.  C,  and  perished  in 
Scyros.  In  style  it  was  a  type  of  the  peripheral  Doric,  built 
of  Pentelic  marble,  and  it  stood  on  the  lower  slopes  of  the 
hill  below  the  Acropolis.  This  temple  was  said  to  be  the 
most  perfect  surviving  example  of  a  Greek  temple,  and  the 
culmination  of  Doric  architecture. 

At  that  time  Air.  Pease  was  one  of  the  County  Com- 
missioners. He  took  great  interest  in  the  plans  for  the 
new  courthouse,  and  spent  hours  in  the  endeavor  to  re- 
alize for  Dayton  a  building  of  pure  and  beautiful  design, 
which  should  be  an  education  for  the  future  citizens.  The 
Theseum  appealed  to  him  and  to  others,  among  them 
Charles  xA.nderson,  as  the  embodiment  of  what  the  pro- 
posed building  should  be.  The  design,  together  with  the 
tentative  sketches  for  ground  plans,  was  given  to  a  Cin- 
cinnati architect,  Mr.  Howard  Daniels,  who  prepared  the 
working  plans  and  specifications.  The  courthouse  was 
begun  in  1848,  finished  in  1850,  cost  one  hundred  thousand 
dollars,  and  stands  as  we  now  know  it,  a  monument,  not 
like  its  great  Grecian  prototype,  to  a  long- forgotten,  pagan 
ruler,  but  to  the  public  spirit,  careful  planning,  and  artistic 
instincts  of  the  men  who  built  it. 


CHAPTER  XII. 

1830—1840. 

Early   Politics. 

Dayton's  part  in  a  Presidential  campaign.  "My  party,  riglil 
or  wrong."  Jackson  Day  amenities  and  a  barbecue  that  failed. 
The  Log  Cabin  candidates.  "Tippecanoe  and  Tyler,  too!"  Guns, 
Bands;  Banners;  a  Log  Cabin;  Pretty  Girls;  and  a  Wolf. 


From  the  serene  subjects  of  schools  and  markets,  we  will 
turn,  for  a  moment,  to  the  tempestuous  one  of  politics.  An 
old  letter  written  in  1840  by  a  young  wife  to  her  sister,  con- 
tains this  plaintive  declaration,  "I'm  tired  to  death  of  poly- 
ticks  ;  it  goes  on  from  morning  till  night." 

Read  a  few  pages,  if  you  will,  in  the  personal  corre- 
spondence of  our  great-grandfathers,  and  you  will  under- 
stand. Life  seemed  to  be  in  those  days  one  long  wrangle, 
either  on  religion  or  party  politics.  There  were  fewer 
subjects  of  public  interest,  and  the  early  citizens  made  the 
most  of  what  there  were.  They  took  their  principles  hard. 
It  was  "My  party,  right  or  wrong,"  a  conviction  so  deep 
that  it  became  to  the  hot  patriots  of  the  day  a  personal  mat- 
ter. A  man  who  voted  the  opposing  ticket  was,  to  other 
thinkers,  everything  that  was  base  and  vile.  Families, 
neighbors,  business  associates  came  into  the  quarrel  and 
did  not  speak  when  they  met;  even  the  children  on  two 
sides  of  a  fence  would  not  play  together  if  one  father  voted 
for  Andrew  Jackson  and  the  other  for  Henry  Clay. 

On  the  night  before  the  Jackson  election,  the  Dem- 
ocrats of  the  country  hereabout,  erected  a  tall  hickory 
pole  on  the  courthouse  lot,  that  being  the  voting  place 
for  the  whole  township.  "Hickory"  was  symbolic  of  the 
claims  of  the  Democratic  candidate,  his  triumph  foreshad- 
owed by  an  American  flag,  which,  from  the  top,  flew  joy- 
ously in  the  breeze.     Such  an  insult  was  not  to  be  borne. 


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113 


The  Council,  mostly  Whigs,  foresaw  a  fight  if  it  remained. 
At  a  meeting  called  just  at  daybreak,  it  was  decided  that 


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1S40.     Original   at  Public   Liurary. 


the  pole  must  come  down.     To  the  courthouse  they  went 
in  a  body,  led  by  the  gigantic  figure  of  John  Van  Cleve, 


116  The  Storv  of  Dayton 

axe  in  hand.  Each  member  took  a  hand  in  chopping  until 
the  pole  fell.  But  it  did  not,  after  all,  prevent  the  election 
of  Jackson,  and  the  next  pole  that  went  up  remained  stand- 
ing and  the  Democrats  had  things  all  their  own  way. 

The  election  was  followed  by  great  rejoicings  and  a 
grand  rally  with  headquarters  on  the  "Common"  west  of  the 
canal  basin.  A  procession  opened  the  celebration  and  many 
patriotic  speeches  followed,  after  which  the  visitors,  who 
had  come  from  miles  around,  prepared  to  enjoy  a  barbe- 
cue. Fervent  Jackson  adherents  had  faithfully  turned  the 
spit  all  night,  but,  alas,  too  many  cooks  had  spoiled  the  ox. 
The  carcass  was  scorched  outside  and  raw  inside;  more- 
over (and  this  has  leaked  out  in  the  eighty  years  elapsed 
since),  the  animal  was  not  in  the  beginning  all  that  it 
should  have  been.  Even  the  well-cooked  portions  bore  a 
game  flavor  not  appetizing  to  those  Jackson  stomachs.  After 
some  discouraging  experiments,  the  banqueters  declined  any 
more  and  finished  their  repast  at  the  National  Hotel.  Then 
the  boys  of  the  town  took  a  hand,  hitched  a  horse  to  the 
half-cooked  carcass  and  dragged  it  up  and  down  the  streets, 
leaving  it  at  last  to  the  dogs  on  the  river  bank.  It  was  a 
grand  victory  for  Jackson. 

The  greatest  occasion  in  the  political  history  of  Dayton 
is  conceded  to  be  the  Harrison  campaign  of  1840.  If  we,  in 
1917,  with  our  existent  population  and  present  hotel  facil- 
ities, should  be  called  upon  to  entertain  one  hundred  thou- 
sand visitors  for  three  whole  days  it  would  certainly  tax 
our  resources.  And  yet,  that  is  what  Dayton,  possessing 
but  two  small  hotels  and  no  railroad,  accomplished  in  1840, 
with  a  population  of  less  than  seven  thousand.  She  did  it, 
too,  not  grudgingly,  but  successfully  and  gloriously. 

The  story  of  it  rests  upon  the  politics  of  that  day,  which 
were  not  only  as  bitterly  partisan  as  those  we  have  de- 
scribed, but  were  a  contest  between  the  spirit  of  democracy 
and  of  aristocracy — a  conflict  of  principles  which  is  still 
and  always  will  be  contested.  Moreover,  the  struggle  was 
a  revolt  against  the  party  long  in  power,  a  struggle  which, 


Early  Politics  117 

after  one  defeat,  was  renewing  itself  for  a  final  eflFort.  Gen- 
eral William  Henry  Harrison  was  the  Whig  candidate  for 
the  presidency,  and  the  idol  of  the  people.  Although  a 
successful  statesman,  his  greatest  claim  to  popularity  was 
when,  after  Hull's  disgraceful  surrender  in  1812,  he  had 
led  his  soldiers  to  victory  at  the  famous  battle  of  Tippe- 
canoe. It  was  not  surprising,  therefore,  that  the  whole 
western  country  combined  to  offer  him  the  highest  gift  of 
the  people. 

Martin  Van  Buren,  the  opposition  candidate,  who  had 
triumphed  over  Harrison  in  the  campaign  of  1836,  was  the 
aristocrat  who  had  offended  the  democratic  tastes  of  the 
people,  by  furnishing  the  White  House  with  mirrors,  silk 
curtains,  and  champagne  glasses,  and  it  was  his  party  who 
put  the  sharpest  weapon  into  the  hands  of  the  opposition 
by  sneering  at  General  Harrison's  plain  habits. 

"Give  him  a  barrel  of  hard  cider,"  wrote  the  Baltimore 
"Republican,"  "and  settle  a  pension  of  two  thousand  dollars 
on  him,  and  our  word  for  it,  he  would  sit  the  remainder  of 
his  days  contentedly  in  a  log  cabin." 

No  other  stimulus  was  needed  to  rouse  the  whole  west 
to  Harrison's  support,  the  west  which  had  grown  up  in  log 
cabins  and  on  hard  cider.  A  good  slogan  is  half  the  success 
of  a  battle,  and  this  one  was  carried  to  victory  on  a  log-cabin 
basis.  The  early  custom  of  "cabin  raising"  was  revived. 
Delegates  came  to  political  rallies  several  days  in  advance 
of  the  date,  raised  a  cabin,  nailed  a  coon  skin  on  the  wall, 
collected  and  consumed  barrels  of  hard  cider,  and  hurrahed 
for  Harrison  until  they  were  hoarse. 

The  following  is  a  typical  campaign  announcement, 
printed  in  the  June  issue  of  "The  Log  Cabin,"  in  1840: 

"To  the  Log  Cabin  Boys  of  Greene,  Montgomery,  Mi- 
ami, Champaign,  Logan,  Union,  and  Franklin  counties. 

"Be  it  known,  that  your  Log  Cabin  brethren  of  Clarke 
County  propose  to  raise  'Ole  Tipp'  a  new  cabin  in  the 
Springfield  'diggins'  on  Thursday,  the  eighteenth  of  June, 
and  as  you  are  the  chaps  that  know  the  right  way  to  'carry 


118  The  Story  of  Dayton 

up  the  corners,'  just  come  over  now  and  give  us  a  lift.  The 
Harrison  papers  in  the  counties  above  named  will  please 
give  this  notice  an  insertion. 

"(Signed)  The  Committee. 
"WilHam  Henry  Harrison  and  Thomas  Corwin  will  be 
on  the  ground  to  assist  in  the  raising." 

A  new  publication,  called  the  "Log  Cabin,"  appearing 
at  this  time  in  the  interests  of  the  Whig  party,  was  a  curi- 
osity of  journalism.  Copies  are  now  rare.  Van  Cleve,  al- 
ways the  leading  spirit,  designed  the  outside  page,  which 
was  cased-in  with  a  cut  resembling  logs.  A  cabin  and  a 
barrel  appeared  in  every  issue,  as  well  as  examples  of  the 
popular  campaign  songs. 

Not  a  little  of  the  enthusiasm  of  the  campaign  was 
due  to  the  fact  that  Tom  Corwin,  the  "Wagon  Boy"  and 
prince  of  orators,  was  running  for  governor  of  Ohio.  The 
poets  of  the  Glee  Club  bracketed  them  together  in  songs 
that  gripped  the  popular  taste  and  made  for  victory. 

Here  are  a  few  of  them : 

"The  times  are  bad  and  want  curing. 
They  are  getting  past  all  enduring. 
Let  us  turn  out  old  Martin  Van  Buren 
And  put  in  old  Tippecanoe ! 

"Refrain  :    The  best  thing  we  can  do 

Is  to  put  in  old  Tippecanoe. 

"It's  a  business  we  all  can  take  part  in, 
So  let  us  give  notice  to  Martin, 
That  he  must  get  ready  for  startin'. 
For  we'll  put  in  old  Tippecanoe." 

Air,  "Rosin  the  Bow." 

"Come,  listen,  my  trusty  old  cronies, 
I'll  sing  you  a  short  verse  or  two, 
And  I  know  you  will  not  be  offended, 
Should  I  sing  of  old  Tippecanoe. 


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"And  since  for  one  term  we're  in  favor, 
We  think  that  this  honor  should  do, 
So  good-bye  to  you,  ]\Ir.  Van  Buren, 
And  hurrah  for  old  Tippecanoe." 

"Oh,  Wilbur  Shannon  will  be  given  a  tannin', 
By  Tom.  tlie  \\'agoner  Boy.'' 

So  this  was  the  famous  'T.og  Cabin  Campaign,"  unique 
in  the  political  history  of  our  country.  The  design  was 
painted  on  banners  and  printed  on  posters.  It  brought  out 
the  biggest  meetings  of  all  time,  and  the  biggest  of  all  was 
at  Dayton. 

The  invitation  went  out  in  this  form.  The  "Log  Cabin" 
of  July  25.  1840,  printed  it : 

LOG  CABIN  CANDIDATES 
For  President 
WILLIAM  HENRY  HARRISON 
For  Vice  President 
JOHN  TYLER 
For  Governor  of  Ohio 
THOMAS  CORWIN,  The  Wagon  Boy 
To   the   PEOPLE   OF  THE   UNITED   STATES   generally 
and  more  particularlj'  to  those  of  the  WEST,  and  most  partic- 
ularly to     all  in  the  MIAMI  VALLEY. 

You  are  invited  by  j-our  fellow  citizens  of  Montgomerj^ 
County,  Ohio,  to  convene  with  them  in  a  GRAND  COUNCIL 
at  Dayton  on  the  anniversary  of  our  gallant  PERRY'S  VIC- 
TORY on  September  10,  1840,  to  delib'erate  on  the  best  means 
of  reviving  our  NATIONAL  PROSPERITY  and  a  saving  from 
destruction  and  decay  of  our  CIVIL  LIBERTIES. 
COME  ONE!  COAIE  ALL! 

The  call  was  certainly  accepted.  For  days  preceding  the 
event,  crowds  began  to  gather,  swarming  into  Dayton  by 
stage  and  canal,  on  foot,  on  horseback,  and  in  carriages. 
Troops  came  from  as  far  away  as  New  Orleans,  the  dele- 
gations from  -Mississippi  and  Louisiana  filling  twelve  canal 


120  The  Story  of  Dayton 

boats.  The  turnpikes  presented  an  apparently  solid  pro- 
cession of  voters  coming  to  greet  their  beloved  candidate. 
Colonel  John  G.  Lowe,  at  the  head  of  a  company,  stationed 
himself  at  the  junction  of  the  Cincinnati  Pike  and  Main 
Street,  to  welcome  the  troops  and  direct  them  to  accommo- 
dations. Those  who  were  not  entitled  to  more  luxurious 
accommodations,  camped  on  the  roadside  and  slept  in  their 
wagons.  We  are  told  that  at  night  from  the  top  of  a  high 
building,  the  course  of  the  turnpikes  radiating  from  Day- 
ton could  be  traced  by  the  light  of  camp  fires. 

The  natural  question  which  will  occur  is,  "How  did 
Dayton  take  care  of  such  a  crowd?"     That  is  the  story. 

For  weeks  in  advance  of  the  date,  the  housekeepers  of 
Dayton  had  been  preparing  for  the  party.  Bread  was 
baked,  hams  boiled,  bedticks  made  by  hand  and  filled  with 
straw.  The  two  hotels,  the  National  and  Swaynie  House, 
were  soon  filled  to  overflowing,  and  it  remained  for  private 
houses  to  take  the  remainder.  Notice  was  given  that  vis- 
iting strangers  might  knock  at  any  door  which  displayed  a 
flag,  and  receive  dinner  and  bed.  There  were  at  that  time 
only  seven  hundred  houses  in  Dayton,  but  six  hundred  and 
forty-four  of  them  displayed  flags.  In  the  largest  private 
homes,  improvised  beds  were  placed  side  by  side  in  both 
parlors  and  halls.  One  family  is  said  to  have  entertained 
three  hundred  guests  at  dinner  one  day,  and  lodged  a  few 
over  one  hundred  that  night. 

The  hero  of  the  day  came  into  Dayton  by  way  of  the 
Springfield  pike.  On  the  night  preceding  the  celebration  he 
and  his  stafif  slept  at  the  home  of  Jonathan  Harshman,  four 
miles  from  town,  the  troops  which  escorted  him  camping  at 
Fairfield.  The  next  morning,  a  welcoming  delegation  came 
out  to  meet  and  escort  him  into  Dayton ;  three  miles  from 
town  they  were  in  turn  met  by  the  head  of  a  welcoming 
procession,  the  whole  being  the  most  notable  political  dem- 
onstration in  the  history  of  our  country.  The  account  may 
be  read  in  the  "Log  Cabin"  of  September  18,  1840.    No  sub- 


Early  Politics  121 

sequent  historian  may  doubt  that  it  was  in  all  respects  an 
inspiring  occasion. 

The  procession  was  said  to  measure  four  miles  in  length, 
with  carriages  three  abreast.  It  included  thousands  of  dec- 
orated wagons  carrying  girls  in  white  and  the  national  col- 
ors; together  with  a  series  of  floats  designed  wath  remark- 
able ingenuity.  Among  them  was  trundled  an  immense  log 
cabin  on  wheels,  drawn  by  six  horses  and  with  the  usual 
accompaniments  of  a  coon  skin  and  a  barrel  of  hard  cider. 
Twenty-six  little  children,  each  carrying  the  banner  of  a 
State,  occupied  a  big  canoe  draped  with  the  colors.  A  live 
wolf,  covered  with  a  sheepskin  (signifying  the  hypocritical 
designs  of  the  Democrats)  was  the  sole  occupant  of  one 
wagon.  \\'e  are  told  that,  considering  it  was  probably  the 
animal's  first  appearance  in  politics,  he  behaved  remarkably 
well.  A  ball  as  large  as  a  one-story  house  represented  the 
States  "rolling  up"  for  Harrison.  Its  journey  was  begun 
at  the  top  of  the  Alleghany  Mountains,  whence  it  was  rolled 
by  devoted  campaigners  all  the  way  to  Dayton.  The  legend 
it  wore  read, 

"TJtis  ball  zve  roll  with  heart  and  soul." 

The  arrival  of  the  procession  at  the  eastern  edge  of  town 
fat  that  day  just  beyond  the  canal)  was  signaled  by  the 
booming  of  cannon  and  impassioned  cheering.  Winding 
through  the  streets,  the  participants  passed  under  banners 
bearing  patriotic  emblems  and  inscriptions.  One  at  ]\Iain 
and  Second  depicted  a  log  cabin  on  one  side,  and  on  the 
other,  a  ship  in  full  sail,  with  the  inscriptions, 

"Roll  on  the  Ball"  and  "Perry,  September  10,  1813." 

At  the  corner  of  Jefferson  a  white  silk  banner  with  the 
words, 
"Jefferson  Street  Honors  Him  IVhoiii  Jefferson  Honored." 

On  Third  at  the  courthouse, 

"A^o  Standing  Army"  and  "Resistance  to  Tyrants  is 
Obedience  to  God." 

On  Estabrook's  oil  mill, 

"Press  the  Seed  but  Not  the  People." 


122  The  Story  of  Dayton 

A  bale  of  cotton  was  hung  at  Clegg's  new  factory  with 
the   familiar  slogan, 

"The  Log  Cabin  President  and  the  IVagon  Boy." 

In  the  throng  which  surrounded  General  Harrison  ap- 
peared Governor  Metcalf  of  Kentucky,  Major  Galloway  of 
Xenia,  Colonel  John  Johnston  of  Piqua,  Colonel  Charles 
Anderson,  Colonel  John  G.  Lowe,  Captain  Bomberger. 
Judge  Joseph  Crane,  James  McDaniel,  General  Schenck  and 
many  other  prominent  men  ;  every  county  in  Ohio  was  rep- 
resented, and  every  State  in  the  Union. 

General  Harrison  was  first  escorted  to  the  National 
Hotel  for  dinner,  then  to  the  "Common"  east  of  St.  Clair 
Street  on  the  spot  where  the  troops  had  camped  in  1812. 
The  canal  had,  in  the  meantime,  cut  the  expanse  in  two,  but 
there  was  room  farther  out  for  all  to  gather  and  to  hear 
the  speakers.  General  Harrison,  on  this  occasion,  made  one 
of  the  finest  speeches  in  his  political  career,  in  the  presence 
of  an  audience,  estimated  by  Luther  Bruen  (the  leading 
civil  engineer  of  that  time)  to  be  not  less  than  one  hundred 
thousand.  And  it  was  said  that  his  voice  carried  easily  as 
far  as  the  river. 

In  the  evening,  more  impressive  ceremonies.  A  hand- 
some plow  constructed  of  timber  grown  on  the  battleground, 
was  presented  by  the  Tippecanoe  delegation,  as  a  reminder 
that  he  was  expected  to  plow  up  the  thistles  and  briars  of 
the  last  administration.  A  banner  made  by  the  married 
ladies  of  Montgomery  County  and  painted  by  Charles  Soule 
(that  artist  who  has  left  so  many  good  canvases  on  the  walls 
of  older  Dayton  homes)  was  also  bestowed,  and  another 
from  the  young  ladies,  bearing  a  picture  of  Perry's  victory. 
Since  in  those  days  ladies,  either  married  or  single,  were 
never  expected  to  make  speeches,  the  address  was  given  in 
the  first  case  by  Judge  Daniel  Haynes,  and  in  the  second  by 
Judge  Joseph  Crane. 

So  ended  this  memorable  celebration.  We  have  seen 
other  festivities  since.  The  commemoration  of  our  hun- 
dredth anniversarv  in  1896  brought  manv  thousands  to  our 


Earlv  Politics 


123 


city;  so,  too,  did  the  dedication  of  the  Soldiers'  Monument 
in  1884,  but  "Harrison  Day"  remained  the  greatest  day 
in  the  history  of  Dayton  until — but  what  that  event  was 
must  be  left  to  another  chapter. 


Photograph  by  W.  B.  Werthner  of  excavation  at  Third  and  Main, 
showing  logs  of  original  "Corduroy  Road." 


CHAPTER  XIII. 

1808—1890. 

Journalism  in  Dayton. 

The  "Repertory"  comes  to  town.  The  "Centinel,"  "Watch- 
man," "Republican,"  "Miami  Herald,"  "Empire,"  "Ledger," 
"Herald  and  Empire,"  "Democrat,"  "Journal,"  "News."  Sub- 
scriptions paid  in  potatoes.  News  three  weeks  old.  Bitter  pol- 
itics. Dayton  firms  in  the  advertising  columns.  The  war  ed- 
itors. 


The  common  ancestor  of  our  present  four  daily  papers 
was  a  one-fold  sheet,  eight  by  twelve  inches,  bearing  across 
its  front  page  the  title, 

"THE  DAYTON  REPERTORY," 
which  made  its  first  appearance  from  a  small  frame  building 
on  Main  Street,  September  18,  1808.  A  glance  at  its  pages, 
brow^n  with  age,  sets  us  wondering  what  the  readers  of 
that  day  expected  of  a  newspaper.  No  local  items  appear 
in  it.  Issued  only  once  a  week,  everything  of  importance 
had  been  talked  over  long  before  the  paper  came  out. 
Merchants  had  not  learned  to  advertise.  Foreign  news  was 
three  months  old  before  it  reached  the  United  States,  and  as 
much  more  before  it  got  as  far  west  as  Dayton.  All  the 
citizens  at  that  time  in  Dayton  were  good  FederaHsts,  so 
there  was  no  need  to  get  up  party  steam.  The  year  this 
first  paper  was  started,  a  Presidential  campaign  was  on. 
but  there  is  no  mention  of  it  in  the  "Repertory."  We  may 
conclude,  therefore,  that  it  failed  to  fill  what  the  promoters 
call  a  "long-felt  want,"  since  it  ceased  publication  in  1809. 

The  next  news  sheet  to  make  its  appearance  was  the 
"Ohio  Centinel,"  and  this,  too,  had  a  brief  career  of  twelve 
months.  Some  little  local  news  appeared  in  its  columns, 
as  witness  an  account  of  a  Fourth  of  July  celebration  which 
first  reached  the  public  eye  on  the  first  of  August.    During 


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The  Story  of  Dayton 


the  early  months  of  1812,  the  possibiHty  of  war  with  Great 
Britain  was  mentioned  from  time  to  time,  but  when  it  was 
actually  declared,  the  "Centinel"  suddenly  became  silent  for 
the  very  good  reasons  that  no  one  was  left  in  the  office  to 
set  type,  and  few  outside  to  read  it,  compositors  and  sub- 
scribers being  all  "up  State"  with  Hull's  army. 

For  the  next  year  and  a  half  Dayton  existed  without  a 
newspaper.  In  the  fall  of  1814,  some  citizen,  with  praise- 
worthy optimism,  tried  the  experiment  once  more  and  called 


The    old    Union    Depot. 

his  paper  the  "Republican."  A  perusal  of  this  sheet  will 
hopelessly  confuse  the  reader  both  in  his  knowledge  of  pol- 
itics and  history.  Opposition  to  the  Whig  party  was  called 
"Republican"  at  times,  and  "Democratic"  at  other  times,  in 
fact  the  Republican  and  Democratic  party  seem  to  have  been 
in  the  beginning,  one  and  the  same. 

Current  events  grew  sadly  stale  in  the  printing.  Ed- 
itorial comment  in  the  "Republican"  called  upon  Dayton  to 
rejoice  over  the  victory  of  New  Orleans  long  after  the  sign- 


Jonrnalisiu  in  Dayton  127 

ing  of  the  treaty  of  Ghent  had  brought  the  war  to  a  close; 
and  a  belated  defiance  to  Great  Britain  was  hurled  against 
her  fully  two  weeks  after  we  had  given  our  national  assent 
to  peace. 

Since  two-thirds  of  the  subscribers  never  paid  anything 
and  the  rest  paid  in  potatoes  (when  everybody  owned  his 
own  garden),  the  discouraged  "Republican"  vanished  for 
want  of  funds,  and  in  the  course  of  time  Dayton  began  to 
read  the  "Watchman."  It,  too,  was  slightly  behind  time, 
going  into  mourning  for  Thomas  Jefferson  three  weeks 
after  he  had  been  buried.  In  this  paper  we  see  the  first  ad- 
vertising cut.  a  picture  of  a  copper  still  for  the  manufacture 
of  whisky.  Alost  farmers  owned  them,  since  moonshining 
laws  had  not  been  written.  A  notice  advised  the  reader 
that  they  were  made  at  a  coppersmith's  on  the  Phillips 
House  corner.  Advertising  was  looking  up,  but  it  had  its 
own  particular  difificulties,  as  in  July,  1820,  when  the  editor 
explained  the  absence  of  several  advertisements  which  had 
been  sent  in,  saying  that  he  had  entirely  forgotten  to  publish 
them  owing  to  the  celebration  of  the  Fourth  of  July.  They 
were  confidently  announced  for  the  next  week's  issue. 

The  average  life  of  the  early  Dayton  paper  we  find  to  be 
a  year.  Among  the  list  of  news  sheets  which  came  into 
being  and  vanished  during  the  );ears  from  1814  to  1850, 
are  the  "Aliami  Herald,"  the  "Dayton  Republican  Gazette," 
the  "Democratic  Herald,"  and,  in  1826,  the  first  organ  of 
the  Whig  party,  the  "Journal  and  Advocate" — a  four-page, 
seven-column  paper,  the  largest  in  Ohio  at  the  time,  and 
forefather,  in  direct  line,  of  the  present  "Daily  Journal." 
In  1840,  this  paper  made  a  brave  attempt  to  be  a  daily,  but 
only  really  succeeded  in  1847.  John  Van  Cleve  and  Peter 
P.  Lowe  were  joint  owners  of  this  sheet,  and  W.  F.  Comly, 
whose  memory  among  newspaper  men  will  never  die,  was 
editor-in-chief.  In  1863,  Major  Bickham  came  up  from 
Cincinnati  to  become  editor,  and  from  that  time  to  the  pres- 
ent the  "Journal"  has  been  the  breakfast  table  companion 
of  all  good  Republicans. 


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Of  the  Democratic  papers,  we  note  the  "Empire," 
founded  in  1844,  gradually  merging  through  several  changes 
of  name  to  the  "Herald"  in  1869,  the  "Herald  and  Empire"  in 
1870,  the  "Enquirer,"  the  "Ledger,"  the  "Dayton  Democrat" 
in  1874,  the  "Times  and  News"  in  1885,  both  of  which  were 
finally  consolidated  into  the  present  "Dayton  Daily  News." 


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Thr  Phillips  Hoube,  built  in  1830,  luii 

The  "Dayton  Volks-Zeituns 


in  honor  of  Horatio  G.  Phillips. 

the  organ  for  our  numer- 
ous German  population,  was  founded  in  1866,  and  became 
a  daily  in  1876. 

The  "Religious  Telescope,"  issued  by  the  United  Breth- 
ren Company,  has  had  a  useful  and  successful  career  since 
1853. 

The  "Log  Cabin"  has  already  been  mentioned.  Designed 
to  exist  only  during  the  last  six  months  of  the  1840  cam- 


Joiiruansm  in  Dayton  129 

paign.  it  did  valiant  political  service.  The  account  of  the 
Harrison  Rall\-,  written  probably  by  \'an  Cleve  himself,  is 
a  picturesque  piece  of  work,  and  the  only  version  remaining 
of  that  part  of  our  political  history. 

Sometime  during  the  later  "forties,"  William  S.  How- 
ells,  with  his  son,  William  Dean  Howells,  the  now  eminent 
novelist,  came  up  from  Hamilton,  where  he  had  been  pub- 
lishing a  paper,  and  bought  out  the  "Dayton  Transcript."' 
The  whole  Howells  family,  it  is  said,  including  the  present 
dean  of  American  letters,  assisted  in  getting  out  the  paper, 
the  novelist  himself  dividing  his  time  between  typesetting 
and  carrying  the  paper  to  subscribers.  When  the  "Tran- 
script," like  its  numerous  predecessors,  refused  to  afford 
the  editor  a  living,  the  Howells  moved  away  and  renewed 
the  experiment  elsewhere. 

The  tone  of  the  early  papers  is  a  revelation  of  social  and 
commercial  manners.  As  in  the  exchange  of  personal  inter- 
course, they  exhibited  a  spirit  of  hortative  arrogance.  To 
be  on  opposing  sides  of  a  political  question  fifty  years  ago 
made  ruthless  enemies.  For  this  situation  the  papers  were 
largely  to  blame.  The  bitterness  of  the  Jackson  and  Qay 
campaigns  reverberated  for  years.  The  Civil  War  revived 
and  made  it  worse.  IMen  who  in  private  life  and  in  their 
own  homes  prided  themselves  on  the  possession  of  all  the 
Christian  virtues,  were  wont  to  indulge  in  printed  opinions 
that  were  best  left  unread. 

The  advertisements  in  the  old  newspapers  reveal  the 
flavor  of  old  times,  with  their  queer  punctiliousness  in 
trifles,  their  limited  outlook,  and  their  antiquated  point  of 
view.  Social  history  speaks  between  the  lines.  In  those 
days  there  were  no  business  men  wearing  sack  coats,  but 
"gentlemen"  in  top  hats  and  frock  coats. 

Here  are  some  instances : 


JAMES  McDANIEL 
Officers  uniforms,  suits,  belts,  &c  to  Gentlemen. 


Journalism  in  Dayton  131 

PHILLIPS   HOUSE  BARBER  HOUSE, 
by  Alf  Jackson 
I   am  now  refitting  my  establishment  in   tasteful  style   and 
will   employ   none   but   competent   workmen   to   wait  upon    the 
gentlemen  who  visit  my  shop. 


What  they  thought  was  a  "mammoth"  newspaper  is  re- 
vealed in  this  announcement  in  1862: 

BUY  THE  DAYTON  JOURNAL  WAR  WEEKLY 

News  of  the  WAR  up  to  the  Hour! 

MAMMOTH  DOUBLE  SHEET!    QUARTO  FORM!    EIGHT 

PAGES!     FORTY-EIGHT  COLUMNS! 


This  martial  notice  has  in  it  the  sentiment  of  the  sixties : 

MEN  OF  OHIO! 
Finish  your  harvest  and  then  to  the  rescue  of  the   Govern- 
ment which  has   shielded   and   protected  your  homes. 
FIFTY  ABLE   BODIED   MEN   WANTED 
for  three  years. 
ENLIST  IN  THE  79th,  COL.  CHAS.  ANDERSON  Command. 
Recruiting  office  N.  W.  Corner  Main  and  Fourth. 


The  girls  that  saw  the  Anderson  Guards  march  out  to 
join  the  Army  of  the  Potomac,  had  one  eye  on  the  soldiers 
and  one  on  the  spring  styles.  Their  costumes  were  planned 
according  to  what  RIKE  AND  PRUGH  had  to  offer.  In 
April,  1863,  it  was, 

PRINTS,  LAWNS,  DELAINES,   BAREGES,   MOZAM- 

BIQUES,  best  in  town  for  cash.     NEW  HOOPSKIRTS, 

LACE  MANTILLAS. 

319  THIRD  STREET. 


SOMETHING  NEW! 
SPOOL  SEWING  SILK 
Over  fifty  different  colors.     Much  better  than  skein  silk.     All 
trouble  of  winding  saved.     Daniels  Millinery  Rooms.     47  Main 
Street. 


132  The  Story  of  Dayton 

Some  advertisers  had  a  sense  of  humor,  even  in  shoes. 
THE  LAST  WORDS  of  Marion  to  Chester  was  to  CHARGE! 
Under  the  circumstances  it  was  perhaps  good  advice,  but  the 
subscribers  at  81  Jefferson  Street 

DON'T  CHARGE  and  those  who  buy  from  him  get 

GOOD  SHOES  CHEAP 

Gentlemen's  fine  sewed  and  pegged  boots  to  order. 

"ALLAN  JEFFERS." 


They  played  tricks,  too,  on  the  unsuspicious  reader,  as 
witness : 

WAR   WITH    MEXICO! 
It   is   now   no   longer   doubted   that   Mexico   has   commenced 
hostilities  against  the  United  States.     If  they  had  used  the  same 
remedies  to  avoid  the  difficulty  that  they  will  have  to  in  order 
to   be   made    sensible    of   their   mistake,    they   never   would   have 
taken  the  steps  they  have,  but  would  have  had  their 
SIGHT  BRIGHTENED,  and  their 
EYES    OPENED,    their 
UNDERSTANDING  RAISED 
By  the  use  of  two  remedies, 
LIGHT'S  EYE  WATER,  and 
LIGHT'S  QUICK  YEAST. 
For  sale  by  all  druggists 


FASHIONABLE  DANCING. 
Mr.  Yeo,   Professor  of  Dancing,  begs  to   inform  the   Ladies 
and  Gentlemen  that  he  has  taken  the  National  Hotel  Ball  Room 
to  give  lessons  in  the  following  new  and  fashionable  Dances: 
QUADRILLES,   WALTZES,   all  the  different  forms, 
GALLO FADES,  MAZOURKAS,  LA  POLKA. 
Gentlemen's  class  from  8  to  10,  $6  per  quarter.     Ladies  $5. 


WRITING  ACADEMY 
S.  Easton 
Has  just  commenced  giving  lessons  in  PENMANSHIP  at  the 
Academy,  near  the  Lancasterian  Seminary.  He  teaches  the 
SWIFT  ANGULAR  RUNNING  HAND,  the  ROUND  RUN- 
NING HAND,  the  WAVING  HAND,  the  ORNAMENTAL 
ITALIAN  HAND.  He  also  instructs  in  making  pens.  Ladies 
attend  at  4  o'clock  P.  M.  Gentlemen  at  8  in  the  evening.  At 
those  hours,  the  bell  will  be  rung.  Scholars  furnish  stationery. 
A  considerable  number  of  Ladies  and  Gentlemen  have  already 
subscribed. 

Specimens    of    scholars'    improvement    may    be    seen    at    the 
Academy. 


Joiimalisni  in  Dayton 


133 


Dayton,  July  22d,  1823. 

Here  is  a  small  event  that  casts  an  important  shadow. 
Tt  is  dated  the  "Journal  and  Advertiser,"'  Tulv,  1831. 
GRAND  EXHIBITION!' 

A  locomotive  or  steam  carriage  drawing  a  car  on  a  miniature 
railroad  will  be  exhibited  at  Machir  and  Hardcastle's  warehouse 
near  the  basin  on  July  1st  and  2nd.  The  exhibition  works  witli 
great  celerity  and  precision,  drawing  a  miniature  car  in  which 
two  persons  can  ride  at  the  same  time.  The  novelty  of  this 
machine  has  never  failed  to  excite  the  admiration  of  all  who 
have  seen  it. 

Ladies  and  gentlemen  are  respectfully  invited  to  call  and 
ride. 

Admittance  twenty-five  cents.  Children  half  price. 


THE  MARVEL  OF  THE  AGE 

GENERAL  TOM  THUMB  AND  MRS.  THUMB 

Also  COMMODORE  NUTT  and  his  wife,  will  be  exhibited  at 

Huston   Hall.     All   are  invited. 


The  subjoined  notice  is  a  small  bit  of  the  financial  his- 
tory of  1837.  Wild  speculation  all  over  the  country  had 
brought  an  alarming  depression  of  business,  resulting  in  the 
failure    of    many    small    banks.      Silver    was    consequently 


Oi"  ce:>ts. 
SIX    &   A    QUARTER    CENTS 


1838. 


I  HOEII150M'9  sail 


scarce,  and  as  a  substitute  for  small  coin,  "shin-plasters," 
as  they  were  called,  were  issued  by  merchants.  These  were 
small  paper  bills  proclaiming  a  "promise  to  pay,"  and  were 
accepted  in  good  faith  by  every  one  throtighout  the  business 


134  The  Storv  of  Dayton 

world.  The  time  came  when  a  law  was  passed  prohibiting 
the  further  use  of  shin-plasters,  and  with  it  the  golden  op- 
portunity for  a  man  to  repudiate  his  debts  if  he  so  pleased. 
Thomas  Morrison,  a  well-known  builder,  and  a  local 
character  in  his  way,  had  issued  a  quantity  of  shin-plasters 
on  the  basis  of  his  large  holdings  of  real  estate.  When  the 
law  went  into  effect,  he  was  obliged  to  be  away  from  town, 
and  fearing  that  his  honesty  might  be  questioned  if  he 
stayed  too  long,  issued  this  reassuring  declaration. 

PUBLIC  NOTICE!  SHIN-PLASTERS  IN  DANGER! 

Fellow  Citizens: 

I  am  compelled  to  leave  town  to  build  a  mill  at  Greenville. 
I  leave  Dayton  with  regret  because  the  law  prohibiting  the 
circulation  of  shin-plasters  is  soon  to  take  effect.  I  wish  to 
satisfy  my  fellow  citizens  that  I  am  not  the  man  under  any 
circumstances  to  take  advantage  of  a  law  by  which  the  State 
allows  me  to  act  the  rascal.  I  intend  to  redeem  every  note  I 
have  put  in  circulation,  and  that  as  soon  as  I  return,  and  will 
do  it  with  pleasure  and  satisfaction. 

I  desire  my  fellow  citizens  and  all  who  have  confidence  m 
my  word  of  honor  not  to  refuse  to  take  them  until  my  return, 
when  every  cent  shall  be  paid  with  the  addition  of  six  per  cent, 
interest. 

On  my  return  I  will  give  public  notice  so  that  holders  of 
my  notes  may  call. 

Thomas  Morrison.  June  26th,  1838. 


Since  the  days  of  those  early  newspapers  what  mar- 
velous accomplishments  has  the  journalistic  profession 
achieved !  If  a  Rip  Van  Winkle  editor  of  the  early  fifties 
could  enter  a  modern  newspaper  office,  he  would  understand 
nothing  that  met  his  eyes.  With  its  four-decker  Hoe 
presses,  its  linotype  machines,  Associated  Press  service,  its 
pneumatic  tubes,  typewriters,  adding  machines;  its  army 
of  pressmen,  compositors,  and  news-gatherers,  the  up-to- 
date  newspaper  is  one  of  the  modern  Seven  Wonders. 

But  perfection  of  equipment  and  official  efficiency  do 
not  tell  the  whole  story.  In  the  old  days  before  the  syndi- 
cating of  newspapers,  when  the  owner,  publisher,  and  ed- 
itor were  one  and  the  same  man,  when  he  was  personally 
responsible  to  the  public  and  his  party  leaders,  when  he 


Journalism  in  Dayton 


135 


asked  favors  of  no  man  and  gave  none,  journalism  was  not 
without  a  fine  flavor  of  adventure. 

An  early  predecessor  of  the  "Journal''*  bore  this  device 
on  its  first  page. 

"principles  and  not  men  when  principles  dem.xnd  the 
sacrifice." 

The  sentiment  was  printed  in  deadly  earnest.  Abso- 
lute fearlessness  was  the  order  of  the  day.  An  editor  said 
what  he  thought  and  said  it  hard  if  he  risked  all  he  owned 
in  the  saying,  and  if  it  hurt  where  it  hit,  so  much  the  worse 
for  those  who  stood  in  the  way.     During  the  Civil  War 


Main   Street   in  1855. 


Reproduced  from  an 
History   of    unio. 


Dd   cut  in   Howe' 


when  party  feeling  ran  high,  an  editor  was  not  sure  when 
he  started  for  his  office  in  the  morning  if  he  would  reach 
there  alive.  One  editor  never  did ;  he  was  shot  down  as  he 
passed  along  the  street,  a  victim  to  fearlessness  in  the  ex- 
pression of  personal  opinion. 

During  those  four  years  the  "Journal"  said  what  it 
pleased,  with  bitterness  it  is  true,  but  with  consummate 
bravery,  until  a  mob  surrounded  the  building  and  burned  it 


*"The    Ohio    National    Journal    and    Montgomery    County- 
Dayton  Advertiser"   (Whig)    1826. 


136 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


out ;  the  next  week  it  moved  its  presses,  or  what  was  left 
of  them,  into  the  middle  of  the  next  block  north,  and  went 
on  saying  what  it  pleased,  just  as  bitterly  and  just  as 
bravely.  That  was  when  \\\  F.  Comly  was  editor  and 
manager.  He,  with  W.  D.  Rickham  and  John  G.  Doren, 
were  the  three  war  editors,  men  utterly  unlike  and  at  oppo- 
site poles  of  political  opinions,  but  each  left  his  individual 
imprint  ui)on  the  thought  of  the  day.  The  first  was  editor 
of  the  "Journar"  from  1863  to 
1894,  and  of  him  it  was  said,** 
'Tn  his  management  of  the 
'Journal'  he  exhibited  a  breadth 
of  view,  public  spirit,  and  thor- 
ough disinterestedness  of  which 
only  the  noblest  class  of  men  are 
capable."' 

The  years  of  his  administra- 
tion covered  the  most  thrilling 
years  of  our  national  history,  the 
years  preceding  and  those  of  the 
war  itself.  That  such  a  tribute 
could  have  been  offered  to  the 
memory  of  a  man  who  worked 
during  the  clashing  bitterness  of 
such  conflicting  interests  is 
praise   indeed. 

—"Major  Bickham,"  as  he  was 
known  to  all — came  to  Dayton  in  1863  on  a  special  errand. 
He  was  selected  by  President  Lincoln  to  keep  public  opinion 
inflamed  against  Vallandigham  and  force  his  retirement 
from  Dayton.  It  was  a  dangerous  task  and  was  accepted 
with  only  one  proviso.  'T  have  young  children,"  said  the 
major;  "will  they  be  safe  from  violence?''     The  President 


'Dayton  Journal" 
from  1863  to  1S94. 

William    D.    Bickham- 


=  *Mary   D.  Steele,  "Early   Dayton. 


Joiirnalisni  in  Dayton 


137 


assured  him  that  the  United  States  Government  would  en- 
sure the  protection  of  his  family,  and  so  that  post  was  ac- 
cepted and  the  duties  entered  upon  with  such  fearlessness 
as  few  editors  either  then  or  now  would  undertake. 

Bickham  was,  as  a  writer,  both  caustic  and  witty.  His 
words  bit  through.  "A  prince  of  paragraphers"  he  was 
called.  There  was  no  pressure  on  earth  to  stop  him.  A 
bullet  might,  but  it  did  not  happen  to. 

The  war  at  an  end,  much  remained  to  be  done  in  the 
reconstruction   of   the   news    service   of   the   day.      Eastern 

papers  held  a  monopoly  of 
control  and  the  small  west- 
ern papers  took  what  news 
they  could  get,  and  when, 
— an  irksome  situation  to 
an  ambitious  editor.  Major 
Bickham  was  one  of  the 
earliest  promoters  of  the 
Western  Associated  Press 
Service,  as  it  was  then 
known,  and  with  seven 
other  directors,  pulled  the 
monopoly  out  of  the  hands 
of  the  eastern  press  and 
brought  the  news  of  the 
world  promptly  to  our 
doors. 

When,  in  1869,  John  G. 
Doren,  an  unknown  and 
unheralded  stranger,  came 
to  Dayton  and  undertook  to  edit  and  publish  a  Democratic 
paper,  it  was  about  as  unpromising  a  venture  as  could  be 
imagined.  The  war  of  gunpowder  was  over,  but  not  the 
war  of  prejudice  and  unfair  competition.  His  party  was  in 
a  hopeless  minority.  The  "Daily  Democrat"  was  a  target 
for  sharp  firing  on  all  sides  ;  from  his  political  opponents, 


William  F.  Comly. 
'Journal"    from    1834    to    1S02. 


138 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


from  conflicting  business  interests,  and  from  the  leaders  in 
the  opening  struggle  between  capital  and  labor. 

Mr.  Doren  pleased  nobody  except  a  few  kindred  think- 
ers ;  he  made  no  concessions  and  consequently  no  money, 
but  he  kept  right  on.  His  paper  won  standing  and  influence, 
and  under  his  steady  leadership  the  feeble  Democratic  mi- 
nority grew  to  a  triumphant  majority.  And  for  more  than 
party  success  did  Mr.  Doren 
fight.  His  was  a  fervent  nature, 
always  fighting  at  white  heat 
against  intrenched  wrong.  Never 
was  such  a  foe  to  "bossism"  in 
or  out  of  politics,  nor  such  a 
stalwart  defender  of  the  work- 
ing man  in  or  out  of  the 
"union."  For  him  there  was 
no  compromise,  no  personal 
aims,  no  considerations  of  policy. 
He  carried  the  banners  during 
twenty  years  of  unflinching  work 
for  civic  righteousness  and  edu- 
cational progress,  and  was  not 
only  in  the  front  line,  but  in  ad- 
vance of  his  time  as  proved  later  by  the  realization  of  proj- 
ects which  he  was  first  to  advocate. 


John  Gates  Doren, 

Editor  "Davton  Democrat" 

from  1870  to  1889. 


CHAPTER  XIV. 

1830-1870. 

More  Men  Who  Have  Made  Dayton. 

John  W.  Van  Cleve,  engineer,  musician,  botanist,  artist,  na- 
ture-lover, teacher,  geologist.  Robert  W.  Steele,  educator, 
writer,  scholar,  director,  trustee.  E.  E.  Barney,  principal  of 
two  schools,  horticulturist,  inspirer,  captain  of  industry.  Others 
we  like  to  remember. 


In  a  former  chapter,  we  wrote  that  some  of  the  early 
citizens  left  sons  who  took  up  their  fathers'  work  and  im- 
proved it.  In  every  community  there  are  sons  who  do  not 
care,  and  sons  who  do.  The  first  are  born,  make  a  living 
and  die,  no  one  but  their  immediate  family  being  the  better 
for  it.  Their  names  are  never  mentioned  in  connection  with 
the  city  in  which  they  have  lived.  The  second  also  come 
into  the  world,  surrounded  with  responsibilities  more  or  less 
exacting,  but  to  them  the  prosperity  of  Dayton  has  been 
a  personal  and  constant  concern.  When  they  are  gone, 
people  wonder  how  the  city  is  to  get  on  without  them. 

It  was  written,  recently,  that  what  this  country  needed 
more  than  anything  else  was  "Inspired  Millionaires,"  mean- 
ing men  of  leisure  and  wealth  whose  enthusiasm  could  be 
depended  upon  to  promote  things  otherwise  neglected.  Such 
a  man  was  John  Van  Cleve,  son  of  Benjamin  Van  Cleve,  of 
whom  so  much  has  already  been  chronicled.  He  was  not 
by  any  means  a  millionaire, — far  from  it, — but  the  leisure 
which  an  assured  income  bestowed  was  used  for  the  benefit 
of  Dayton. 

You  must  know  John  Van  Cleve  if  for  nothing  more 
than  that  he  loved  our  city  so  deeply.  A  bachelor  with  few 
relatives,  Dayton  was  home,  family,  and  fireside  to  him. 
Note-book  in  hand,  he  walked  the  streets,  putting  down 
ideas  that   suggested  themselves  to  him   as   desirable   im- 


140  The  Story  of  Dayton 

provements.  His  ambition  was  to  see  Dayton  resemble  the 
elm-shaded  town  in  New  England,  therefore  he  planted  trees 
throughout  the  length  of  Main  Street  and  on  both  sides  of 
the  levee.  These  branching  elms  which  now  shade  the  boule- 
vard are  his  monuments.  To  know  how  beautiful  the 
classic    facade   of   our   courthouse   looked,    when    seen   be- 


Tlie  Courthouse  in  1860,  surrounded  by  the  elms  which  \'an  Cleve  planted. 


tween  the  arched  greenery  of  branching  trees,  you  must  be 
at  least  sixty  years  old  ;  for  the  elms  are  gone, — long  ago, — 
destroyed  by  a  careless  public  sentiment.  Shrubs  and  vines 
are  still  growing  in  old  gardens  in  Dayton,  whose  roots  Van 


More  Men  Who  Have  Made  Dayton 


141 


Cleve  brought  in   from   his  country  walks  and  planted  in 
his  friends'  enclosures. 

\\"oodland  Cemetery  belongs  to  his  memory  infinitely 
more  than  to  the  other  thousands  buried  there.  For  that 
hill  appealed  to  him  as  the  place  to  be  consecrated  to  Day- 


John  Van  Cleve's  grave  at  Woodland  Cemetery. 

ton's  dead — overlooking  the  scenes  of  their  earthly  labors. 
Against  all  kind  of  opposition,  he  saw  that  the  work  was 
planned  and  accomplished,  he  being  one  of  those  who  see 
ahead.     Not  only  are  the  curving  driveways,  the  grouping 


142  The  Story  of  Dayton 

of  shrubbery,  and  the  variety  of  forest  trees  in  Woodland 
due  to  Van  Cleve's  loving  provision,  but  the  actual  sur- 
veying, the  platting  and  clerical  work,  were  all  done  by  him 
without  remuneration, — a  labor  of  love. 

Van  Cleve  loved  study  and  he  also  loved  to  work. 
With  these  two  habits  passionately  pursued,  one  can  get 
almost  anywhere.  Proficiency  in  the  classics  made  him  a 
teacher  of  Latin  and  Greek,  even  before  his  graduation 
from  the  Ohio  University  at  Athens.  It  was  said  that  he 
went  through  Colburn's  Mental  Arithmetic  at  one  sitting, 
so  charmed  was  he  with  the  combination  of  mathematics 
and  philosophy.  An  absorbing  love  for  nature  led  to  a 
study  of  the  rocks  underlying  our  soil,  and  made  him  a  prac- 
tical geologist ;  through  his  admiration  for  flowers  he  be- 
came an  authority  on  botany.  He  prepared  a  classified  col- 
lection of  fossils  and  an  admirable  herbarium,  both  of  which 
were  presented  to  Dayton  institutions,  but  have  now  quite 
disappeared. 

It  was  Van  Cleve's  love  of  music  that  made  him  first 
president  of  the  Pleyel  Society,  the  forerunner  of  all  our 
musical  clubs.  For  years  Christ  Church  choir  sang  to  his 
organ  accompaniment  and  leadership.  His  enthusiasm  for 
books  led  to  the  founding,  in  1847,  of  the  Dayton  Library 
Association.  His  private  library  was  extensive  and  well 
selected.  If  he  loaned,  he  loaned  only  to  book-lovers  like 
himself,  duly  entering  the  transaction  in  a  ledger  kept  for 
the  purpose.  The  periodicals  of  the  day  not  seldom  bore  his 
signature  to  articles  of  special  interest.  For  everything  of 
interest  appearing  in  this  book,  it  is  to  the  memory  of  Van 
Cleve,  rather  than  to  the  writer,  that  thanks  are  due,  because 
it  was  his  wise  care  which  saved  files  of  newspapers,  reports 
of  societies,  minutes  of  meetings,  and  placed  them  in  the 
keeping  of  the  Public  Library  for  future  reference. 

Personally,  John  Van  Geve  was  a  lovable  though  eccen- 
tric man.  Sensitive  on  account  of  his  immense  physical 
girth,  he  refused  to  sit  for  a  picture,  and  we  are  therefore 
now  the  poorer.     His   friends  were  many  and  admiring. 


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144 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


The  children  who  at  his  invitation  accompanied  him  on  ex- 
cursions to  the  woods,  looked  upon  these  occasions  as  the 
most  delightful  of  their  lives.  He  knew  so  much ;  he  made 
things  so  interesting ;  he  had  such  a  sense  of  humor.  Hav- 
ing no  home  or  children  of  his  own.  he  borrowed  both,  re- 
paying with  compound  interest. 

When  this  lover  of  art  and  human  nature  lay  dying  at 
the  Phillips  House,  a  younger  man  came  to  the  sick  room  to 
take  his  last  messages.  To  this  friend  were  instructed  the 
plans  for  Dayton,  toward  which  Van  Cleve  had  worked  and 
which  he  now  felt  must  be  given  up. 

Robert  W.  Steele,  the  son  of 
Judge  James  Steele,  was  the 
friend  to  whom  this  task  was  be- 
queathed. It  was  nobly  fulfilled. 
For  half  a  century  the  work 
which  \^an  Cleve  laid  down, 
Robert  Steele  carried  on ;  the 
same  interest  in  education,  to 
which  the  name  of  the  great  high 
school  is  the  best  proof ;  the 
same  pride  and  care  for  Wood- 
land Cemetery,  as  the  books  of 
the  association  still  testify;  the 
same  interest  in  horticulture,  as 
the  members  of  the  society  will 
bear  witness  ;  the  same  devotion 
to  books  and  readers,  as  his  constant  and  intelligent  service 
to  the  library  is  remembered. 

As  member  of  the  Board  of  Education  for  thirty  years 
and  president  for  twelve,  Robert  Steele's  service  was  not 
merely  official,  but  intimate  and  practical.  No  other  member 
of  the  board  frequented  the  schools  more  regularly  than  he. 
As  a  visitor  to  the  debates  in  the  Philomathean  Society  at 
the  high  school,  or  the  girls'  composition  class  at  Cooper 
Seminary,  Mr.  Steele  was  always  welcome. 


Robert  W.  Steele. 


The   Conover  Building,   for   sixty  years  a  landmark  on  the   corner  of 
Third    and    ^lain. 


146  The  Story  of  Dayton 

We  should  also  chronicle  Robert  Steele's  services  to  Day- 
ton as  trustee  of  the  Young  Men's  Christian  Association, 
of  the  Children's  Home,  of  the  Board  of  Cooper  Seminary 
and  as  President  of  the  Sanitary  Commission  during  the 
Civil  War. 

While  not  withdrawn  from  his  neighbors,  and  in  full 
sympathy  with  their  pursuits,  he  found  his  chief  delight 
among  his  books.  He  read  the  great  writers  and  translated 
their  messages  into  terms  of  modern  thought.  He  kept 
abreast  of  the  best  thinkers  and  applied  the  knowledge  prac- 
tically for  the  benefit  of  his  fellow  men.  Hundreds  of  men 
and  women  in  Dayton,  whose  memory  of  their  school  days 
is  yet  young,  owe  to  the  quiet,  wise  intelligence  of  Robert 
Steele  more  than  can  be  expressed  in  words. 

It  is  fortunately  not  only  to  good  sons  of  good  fathers 
that  Dayton  owes  gratitude.  There  have  been  and  will  be 
in  the  future,  we  hope,  importations  of  citizenship  whose 
loyalty  to  their  adopted  home  has  been  a  gracious  thing. 
Such  a  one  was  E.  E.  Barney,  who  came  from  New  York 
in  1831,  and  put  the  stamp  of  his  individuality  upon  more 
than  one  interest  in  our  community.  He  was  born  in 
a  log  house,  the  eldest  of  eleven  children,  educated  out  of 
the  family  pittance  by  a  self-sacrificing  father,  and  inspired 
to  use  it  to  noble  ends  by  a  loving  mother.  The  suit  of 
clothes  he  wore  when  starting  to  college  was  spun,  woven, 
dyed,  and  made  by  his  mother  and  sisters. 

It  was  a  happy  accident  that  brought  E.  E.  Barney  to 
Dayton  and  made  him  principal  of  the  Academy  on  Fourth 
and  W'ilkinson.  A  teacher  by  passion  and  instinct,  he  was, 
as  an  instructor,  fully  fifty  years  ahead  of  his  time.  He 
not  only  made  his  pupils  learn,  but  he  made  them  in  love 
with  learning.  During  his  first  term  at  the  Academy,  nine 
students  were  enrolled ;  in  the  second,  eighty-five.  Thirteen 
years  after  his  association  with  the  Academy,  Mr.  Barney 
was  invited  to  become  principal  of  Cooper  Seminary  for 
girls,  just  then  incorporated. 

These  facts  would  seem  to  point  to  teaching  as  the 
supreme  work  of  his  life,  therefore  it  will  be  a  surprise  to 


More  Men  Who  Have  Made  Dayton 


147 


learn  that  the  business  world  of  Da}1:on  owed  as  much,  if 
not  more,  than  the  educational  field,  to  his  intelligent  stim- 
ulus. In  1851,  the  railroad  touched  our  circle,  and  brought 
with  it  a  demand  for  cars.  Mr.  Barney  knew  much  less 
about  manufacturing  than  he  did  about  algebraic  equations, 
nevertheless  the  demand  for  cars  was  undertaken  promptly 
and  scientifically.  Beginning  with  a  capital  of  ten  thousand 
dollars  and  a  single  building,  the  plant  gradually  increased  to 
its  extent  of  twenty-eight  acres.  Carrying  an  instinct  for 
imparting  knowledge  into  his  relations  with  the  employees, 
Mr.  Barney  instituted  a  salesman's  school  in  order  to  instruct 
his  representatives  in  the  prin- 
ciples of  marketing  the  com- 
pany's products,  A  constant 
watch  for  promising  material 
among  his  employees  and  the  en- 
couraging of  them  to  greater 
self-improvement,  bore  wonder- 
ful fruit  in  the  spirit  of  the  fac- 
tory operatives. 

It  is  as  a  national,  rather  than 
a  local  personage,  that  we  ap- 
p  r  o  a  c  h  General  Robert  C. 
Schenck.  Long  before  his  repu- 
tation was  gained  in  military  and 
diplomatic  circles,  he  was  a  prac- 
ticing lawyer,  here  in  Dayton, 
first  with  Judge  Crane,  after- 
wards with  Wilbur  Conover.  Oxford  was  his  Alma  Mater 
and  he  studied  under  Thomas  Corwin  at  Lebanon.  In 
Dayton  he  first  came  into  notice,  politically,  during  the 
Harrison  campaign,  when  his  eloquent  stump  speaking  ap- 
pealed greatly  to  the  public.  His  wit,  fearlessness,  and  legal 
ability  took  Mr.  Schenck  first  to  the  Ohio  legislature,  then 
to  Congress,  then,  in  1851,  as  the  representative  of  the 
United  States  at  Brazil.  When  the  Civil  War  broke  out,  he 
offered  his  services  to  the  country,  easily  stepped  into  the 
rank  of  general,  and  won  distinction  for  gallantry  in  action. 


E.   E.   Barney, 


148 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


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Wounded  at  the  battle  of  Bull  Run,  and  forced  retirement 
necessary,  Congress  again  was  the  goal,  and  it  was  said  that 
a  "history  of  the  course  of  Robert  C.  Schenck  in  the  thirty- 
ninth  and  fortieth  Congresses  would  be  a  complete  history 
of  the  legislation  of  our  country  during  the  most  eventful 
year  of  the  war." 

For  five  years  General  Schenck  represented  our  interests 
at  the  Court  of  St.  James  with  dignity,  ability,  and  tact.    To 
him    as    member    of    the    Joint    High    Commission,    at   the 
Geneva  Conference,  America  is 
indebted  for  the  resulting  peace- 
ful solution. 

This,  briefly,  is  the  story  of 
Dayton's  most  distinguished  citi- 
zen   during   the   nineteenth   cen- 
'%/'  ^^  tury.     His  fame  and  honor  were 

•"^4^1^^  °^'^^'  '^^cause  he  belonged  here. 

JL^  l^j^M^^  j_lg    loved    Dayton    and    worked 

^|d^^^^Hi^H^|||k       for  her  interests  while  he  lived, 
^^^^^^^^^  ^^^^B  now   sleeps   with   others 

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^1      his   day  on  the  green  slopes 
nJI^^^^^^^^^^^^H      ^^'oodland  Cemetery. 
^^I^^^K^^^K^Km  -^^^  ^^'^^  banking  interests  of 

that    dav    centered    around    the 

General   Robert   C.   Schenck.  j^.^,^^g   ^{  A'alentine  WiutcrS,   who 

in  his  youth  worked  in  a  brick  yard  at  Germantown  at  ten 
cents  a  day,  came  on  foot  to  Dayton  with  his  belongings  in 
his  hand,  obtained  a  clerkship  at  the  remarkable  salary  of 
fifty  dollars  a  year,  became  cashier  and  then  controlling 
member  of  the  biggest  bank  in  Dayton,  promoted  large  busi- 
ness interests,  built  railroads,  equipped  a  company  of  troops 
for  the  Civil  War,  supported  whole  families  of  soldiers, 
loaned  the  State  of  Ohio  large  sums  with  which  to  carry  on 
the  war,  and  died  at  last  full  of  honors,  after  celebrating  his 
golden  anniversary  with  wife,  nine  children,  and  twenty- 
three  grandchildren. 

No  story  of  Dayton  could  possibly  be  written  that  did 
not  meet  the  name  and  vivid  personality  of  Dr.  Thomas  E. 


150  The  Story  of  Dayton 

Thomas  coming  into  its  pages  constantly  during  the  thirteen 
years  in  which  he  lived  here.  As  minister  of  the  First  Pres- 
byterian Church,  he  preached  throughout  the  most  passion- 
ate period  of  our  history.  His  was  the  most  scholarly  mind 
that  ever  occupied  a  Dayton  pulpit.  With  vast  Biblical 
knowledge,  a  fund  of  pathos  and  irony,  absolute  fearlessness 
in  attacking  wrong,  Doctor  Thomas'  preaching  greatly  out- 
lived his  own  generation  and  is 
remembered  with  appreciation 
now,  more  than  forty  years  after 
his  death.  During  the  great 
slavery  contest,  those  bitter  times 
of  riot  and  hate,  of  fugitive 
slaves  in  one's  cellars,  of  public 
speakers  rotten-egged  on  the 
platform,  of  resistance  to  gov- 
ernment, his  voice  was  alwa\'s 
heard  against  injustice,  whether 
the  question  was  one  of  slavery 
or  the  Mexican  War.  As  a  boy 
of  six,  when  landing  from  a  ship 
Dr.  Thomas  E.  Thomas  at  Baltimore,  the  first  sight  that 

Pastor  First  Presbyterian  Church.      ^^^^      ^j^^      ^^.^^      ^f      ThomaS      E. 

Thomas  was  the  public  whipping  of  a  slave.  The  experi- 
ence brought  out  a  fiery  indignation  and  made  him,  before 
the  word  had  been  invented,  an  abolitionist.  In  utter  disre- 
gard of  warnings  against  his  life,  Doctor  Thomas  came  to 
Dayton  and  spoke  fearlessly  against  slavery  from  the  steps 
of  the  courthouse.  So  he  preached  and  fought,  with  pen 
and  tongue,  against  what  he  knew  was  our  greatest  national 
sin,  until  emancipation  was  an  accomplished  fact. 

To  some  thoughtful  people,  of  the  type  not  interested  in 
railroads,  cash  registers,  or  aeroplanes,  Dayton  will  always 
be  known  as  the  birthplace  of  one  of  the  sweetest  lyric  sing- 
ers in  our  language,  Paul  Laurence  Dunbar,  the  negro  poet. 
His  verses,  published  in  the  pages  of  the  "Century  Alagazine, 
took  instant  literary  rank,  before  the  editor  of  that  magazine 


More  Men  JVho  Have  Made  Dayton 


151 


discovered  that  his  contributor  was  a  colored  man.  When, 
under  cover  of  this  prestige,  Dunbar  went  to  New  York, 
he  found  a  warm  welcome  from  such  men  as  William  Dean 
Ho  wells,  Brander  Matthews,  James  A.  Heme,  and  George 
W.  Cable.  ]\fajor  Pond  took  him  to  London,  where  he  re- 
cited his  poems,  before  many  notables,  at  the  home  of  Col. 
John  Hay,  our  then  ambassador.  This  was  a  far  cry  from 
the  poet's  first  experiences  in  the  Dayton  High  School  and 
his  later  ones,  as  elevator  boy  in  the  Callahan  Building. 
Robert  Burns  has  been  cele- 
brated as  the  ''Plough  Boy  Poet," 
but  no  one  has  sung  the  praises 
of  the  "Elevator  Boy  Poet."  He 
has  done  it  for  himself  in  the 
songs  which  have  sung  them- 
selves into  human  hearts — white 
no  less  than  black.  In  "The  Poet 

K'^m—- ;«^p  m  and  His  Song,"  "When  Malindy 

j|P    W  Sings,"    "A   Drowsy   Day,"   and 

^L     fx  "Ere     Sleep     Comes    Down    to 

^^^^  Sooth  the  \\'eary  Eyes,"  there  is 

^^Hjl^^^^     an  elevated  tone  which  never  has 
JUJj^^mil    been  surpassed.    It  should  be   a 
matter  of  pride  to  us  all,  to  re- 
member that  right  here  in  Day- 
ton,  among  our  absorbmg   commercial   interests,   we  have 
produced  a  real  poet,  whose  work  will  never  die. 

William  Dean  Hov/ells  wrote,  in  1915:  "He  is  the  chief 
citizen  of  your  city,  avid  one  of  the  chief  citizens  of  our 
nation.  His  poetry  will  live  on  as  long  as  delicate  humor, 
genuine  feeling,  and  the  music  of  lyric  numbers  unite  to 
charm  and  keep  the  lovers  of  instinctively  beautiful  verse; 
while  the  pathos  of  his  lot  will  peculiarly  endear  his  memory 
to  all  who  love  their  fellow  men." 


Laurence    Dunbar. 

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at   Newcom    Cabin. 


CHAPTER  XV. 

1861  —  1865. 

What  the  Civil  War  Meant  to  Dayton. 

The  response  to  Lincoln'^  call  for  troops.  "Three  cheers 
for  the  Red.  White,  and  Blue!"  The  Dayton  boys  march  out. 
Neighbor  against  neighbor.  "Killed  and  missing."  A  telegram 
and  cheers.     A  telegram  and  tears.     Peace   and  union   at  last. 


Dayton  in  war  times.  What  does  that  not  mean  to  those 
who  lived  through  them?  If  yon  ask  the  older  men  in. our 
city,  they  will  tell  you  that  never  were  days  so  interesting 
or  so  full  of  dread ;  never  a  time  when  hearts  beat  so  high 
or  ached  so  deeply.  Tliey  will  tell  you  that  for  months  be- 
fore the  war  broke  out.  the  words  on  every  one's  lips  were 
"States'  Rights."  "Secession."  the  "Fugitive  Slave  Law,"  and 
"Abolition"  :  that  the  national  colors  blazed  from  store  win- 
dows and  private  houses,  from  ribbons  and  notepaper ;  that 
the  girls  wore  red,  white,  and  blue  rosettes,  the  boys  played 
soldier,  and  little  children  sat  on  gate  posts  and  shouted, 
"Hurrah  for  the  Red,  White,  and  Blue." 

\Mth  all  this  enthusiasm,  you  will  be  told,  went  much 
bitterness,  because  all  the  people  in  Dayton  did  not  feel  the 
same  about  the  war.  As  the  North  and  the  South  had  con- 
flicted on  the  great  issues  of  slavery  and  States"  Rights, 
so  each  side  of  the  question  was  represented  by  sympathiz- 
ers right  here  in  Dayton.  The  Republicans  loved  their 
country  so  much  that  they  wanted  her  kept  strong  and 
imited.  The  Democrats  loved  their  countr}-  so  much  that 
they  could  not  bear  to  see  her  torn  to  pieces  with  civil  war. 
The  South  claimed  its  rights  to  perpetuate  slavery  if  it 
had  to  break  up  the  Union  to  do  it.  To  the  Xorth  there 
was  but  one  watchword,  "The  Union  must  and  shall  be  pre- 
served." Those  who  were  for  peace  expressed  themselves 
in  anything  but  a  peaceful  way,  and  in  return  were  called 


154 


T]ic  Story  of  Dayton 


'"Traitors,"  "Secesh,"  "Copperheads,"  and  "Butternuts'' — 
the  last  because  of  their  sympathy  with  the  South,  whose  sol- 
diers wore  home-made  uniforms  dyed  with  butternut  juice. 
Men's  tempers  got  the  better  of  them.     Hot  talk  was  not 


.%^^%; 


The  Elms  that  Van  Clevc  planted.     The  Levee  in  1860. 

confined  to  the  elders,  but  spread  to  the  schools,  where  fist 
fights  between  the  sons  of  opposing  sympathizers  took  place 
nearly  every  day.  Stones  were  thrown,  and  names,  too, 
that  hurt  as  much.     Children  whose  parents  were  on  the 


IVhat  the  Civil  War  Meant  to  Dayton  155 

unpopular  side,  underwent  real  martyrdom  at  the  hands  of 
their  companions.  Neighbors  who  had  been  lifelong  friends 
no  longer  spoke  on  the  street. 

All  this  was  because  of  what  happened  on  April  14,  1861, 
when  Fort  Sumter  was  fired  on  by  Southern  guns.  If  that 
shot  had  hit  our  courthouse  it  could  scarcely  have  caused 
more  consternation  in  our  midst.  The  whole  North  was 
ablaze,  and  we  with  it.  Newsboys  yelled  it  on  the  street; 
m€n  shook  their  fists  when  they  talked  of  it ;  crowds  filled 
the  "Journal"  ofiice,  waiting  for  word.  The  South  was  de- 
fiant; she  had  rushed  into  history,  and  the  North  was  de- 
termined she  should  be  punished.  When,  four  days  later, 
came  Lincoln's  call  for  seventy-five  thousand  men,  Dayton 
was  quick  to  response. 

All  winter  the  militia  had  been  drilling,  and  five  com- 
panies held  themselves  in  readiness  for  service.  The  first 
to  answer  the  call  were  the  Dayton  Light  Guards,  com- 
manded by  Captain  Walter  Pease.  On  the  evening  of  the 
same  day,  just  at  dusk,  they  prepared  to  march  to  the  train. 
The  armory  was  on  Third  Street,  east  of  Main,  and  there, 
in.  the  middle  of  the  street,  facing  the  west,  the  ranks  of 
soldiers  formed.  Surrounding  the  young  recruits  was  a 
solid  throng  of  parents  and  friends.  The  last  man  to  join 
the  ranks  was  the  color  bearer.  Down  the  armory  stairway 
he  slowly  stepped,  and  at  the  foot  paused  while  he  un- 
wrapped the  folds  of  the  Stars  and  Stripes  and  flung  them 
out  before  the  eyes  of  the  waiting  crowd.  So  wild  was 
the  cheering  that  nobody  heard  the  horns  and  drums  blar- 
ing out  the  national  anthem.  It  was  Dayton's  first  gift  to 
the  nation,  and  those  who  saw  it  will  never  forget. 

As  the  train  pulled  out  of  the  "Union  Depot"  (as  it  used 
to  be  called)  some  tears  were  shed;  (the  soldiers  were 
mere  boys),  but  there  were  more  smiles  and  cheers.  Three 
months  at  most,  it  was  thought,  would  see  them  all  back  in 
Dayton  and  the  war  over.  Not  a  soul  foresaw  the  long, 
tragic  struggle  of  the  next  four  years — civil  war — "brother 
against  brother." 


Dailn  Din(tiiii,9miriii!l. 


aiv.x,  iiusuA'.   ,i;-i.v   ^r,   i<.,:i 


First  issue  of  thu  "Journal"  after  the  attack  by  the  mob.     Original  copy  in  th 
possession  of  Mr.  John  H.  Patterson. 


IVhat  the  Civil  War  Meant  to  Dayton  157 

Within  the  next  few  weeks,  company  after  company 
went  out :  the  Anderson  Guards  from  the  Beckel  Hall 
Armory,  where  the  girls  presented  a  banner,  and  Doctor 
Thomas  made  one  of  his  touching  prayers;  then  the  Day- 
ton Zouaves,  the  Montgomery  Riflemen,  the  Lafayette 
Yagers — always  with  the  same  cheers  and  prayers  :  mothers 
giving  Bibles,  small  brothers  keeping  step,  and  girl  friends 
in  curls  and  hoopskirts  waving  goodbyes  from  the  sidewalk. 
It  went  on  all  summer ;  Dayton  a  beehive  of  activity  with 
tlag  raisings,  banner  presentations  and  patriotic  speeches. 

Then  presently,  with  the  father  and  the  father's  salary 
gone,  the  soldiers'  families  had  to  be  thought  of.  ]\Ir. 
Gunckel  tersely  expressed  the  obligation  when  he  said, 
"\\'e  must  either  fight  or  pay."  To  this  end,  the  Sanitary 
Commission  was  organized  among  the  men,  and  various  aid 
societies  among  the  women.  Five  hundred  dollars,  to  pro- 
vide for  the  families  of  enlisted  soldiers,  were  promptly  sub- 
scribed among  these  several  organizations,  and  the  City 
Council  voted  ten  thousand.  The  women's  societies 
met  daily  and  rolled  bandages,  scraped  lint,  and  packed 
boxes.  Every  day's  occupations  were  for  the  war ;  the 
music  was  war  music;  the  colors  were  war  colors;  the 
words  on  all  lips  were  war,  war,  war,  nothing  else  was  of 
any  moment. 

You  must  not  think  the  school  boys  of  Dayton  were  idle. 
Their  share  of  war  service  was  to  keep  the  wood-boxes  of 
the  soldiers'  wives  full  to  overflowing.  This  idea  originated 
with  S.  D.  Edgar,  who  suggested  the  formation  of  the 
"First  Ohio  Regiment  of  Woodsawyers,"  a  humorous  allu- 
sion to  the  fact  that  most  of  the  Dayton  recruits  were  in 
the  famous  "First  Ohio."  It  was  entered  into  with  true 
military  spirit,  and  from  ward  to  ward  the  idea  spread  until 
every  boy  in  town  had  joined  either  the  "Oregon  Bucks" 
or  the  "Red  Rovers"  or  the  "West  Enders"  as  the  occasion 
might  be.  If  you  had  lived  in  war  time  you  would  have 
forgotten  how  you  hated  your  own  woodpile  and  done  your 
share  gallantly  with  the  rest. 


158  The  Story  of  Dayton 

Montgomery  County  farmers  sent  files  of  loaded  wagons 
into  town  from  all  directions.  Thirty  came  in  from  Beaver- 
town,  forty  from  Harrison  Township,  others  from  the  west, 
all  meeting  at  the  courthouse,  where  they  were  joined  by  a 
deputation  of  citizens  with  speeches  and  a  brass  band.  The 
procession,  nearly  one  hundred  and  fifty  teams  strong,  led 
by  the  prize  wagon  drawn  by  six  horses,  with  Mr.  Edgar, 
flag  in  hand,  on  top  of  the  load,  wended  its  way  toward  the 
canal  basin,  at  that  time  used  as  a  public  woodyard. 

The  loads  of  wood  were  there  deposited,  ready  for  the 
"First  Regiment"  to  do  its  work,  and  all  the  farmers  re- 
ceived a  dinner  ticket  and  many  thanks  for  their  patriotism. 
One  of  the  inducements  to  men  to  enlist  was  the  assurance 
that  their  families  would  be  well  cared  for. 

All  through  the  summer  and  fall  of  1861,  Dayton  fairly 
hummed  with  recruiting,  political  speeches,  and  sewing  for 
the  soldiers.  All  these  meetings  and  marchings,  these  drill- 
ings and  flag  raisings  were  vastly  exciting,  but  they  were 
not  war.  It  was  more  than  a  year  before  Dayton  really  felt 
what  war  was.  Not  at  Lincoln's  call,  not  when  the  troops 
marched  away  singing, 

"IVe  arc  coming,  Father  Abraham,  three  hundred  thou- 
sand strong," 

but  when,  on  April  8,  1862,  the  "Journal"  printed  inconspic- 
uously a  private  dispatch  from  a  member  of  Grant's  stafif 
which  had  been  copied  from  a  Chicago  paper  and  was  then 
two  days  old.     It  was  dated  Pittsburg  Landing,  and  read, 

"We  have  fought  and  zvon  the  hardest  battle  ever  zvaged 
on  this  continent." 

That  was  all,  but  it  was  enough.  The  Dayton  companies 
were  in  that  division.  Every  heart  that  heard  the  news 
stood  still. 

You  may  grasp  the  nervous  suspense  that  the  town  was 
under  if  you  read  the  daily  papers  of  that  spring.  They  are 
in  the  files  at  the  Public  Library,  dim  with  the  dust  of 
1862,  and  brown  with  the  flood  mud  of  1913,  but  still  giving 


IVhat  the  Civil  War  Meant  to  Dayton 


159 


out  the  spirit  of  those  dreadful  days.  Looking  for  details 
of  that  bloody  battle  you  search  in  vain  through  the  issues 
of  the  week  that  followed.  Xot  until  April  fifteenth  do  you 
find  the  first  account  of  the  battle  of  Pittsburg  Landing, 
and  not  until  the  seventeenth  the  list  of  killed  and  wounded. 
Eleven  long  days  to  wait  for  news  which  meant  so  much 
to  fathers  and  mothers  in  Dayton ! 

Then,  if  you  had  been  a  boy,  you  could  have  seen  a  side 
of  war  that  had  nothing  to  do  with  flag  raisings  and  martial 
music.  You  would  have  gone  from  high  school  at  noon 
with  a  heavy  heart,  to  see  the 
^^g|^  bulletin  at  the   ''Journal"   ofiice, 

^^^H|™^  afraid  to  look  lest  you  find  the 

i  S  name  of  a  dear  elder  brother  and 

•  fSf^  IPJ^   p  liave    to    take    the    news    home. 

Even  with  no  personal  concern 
it  was  a  horrifying  experience  to 
scan  that  list,  for  it  more  than 
once  held  the  names  of  boys  on 
your  street  or  of  young  business 
men — fathers  of  families —  drop- 
ped  out  of   a  busy,   happy   life, 

Colonel   Hiram    Strong.  j^g^.gj.    ^q    rctum. 

From  that  time  forth  the  story  was  constantly  repeated — 
^Missionary  Ridge,  Antietam,  Gettysburg,  A'icksburg,  Chick- 
amauga, — always  the  war  lists,  alw^ays  the  wounded  soldiers 
being  brought  home,  always  the  funerals  winding  slowly  out 
Brown  Street,  with  muffled  drums  and  a  flag  draped  over 
the  coffin.  Then,  perhaps,  some  girl  in  your  class  came  to 
school  in  a  black  dress  and  with  a  different  look  in  her  eyes. 
All  this  is  more  than  fifty  years  in  the  past,  yet  there  are 
women  still  living  who  can  never  hear  a  war  song  or  a 
funeral  march  without  a  choking  at  the  throat  and  a  dim- 
ness in  the  eye. 


160 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


Two  gallant  young  officers,  with  young  families,  gave  up 
their  lives  that  year — Luther  Bruen  and  Hiram  Strong. 
The  latter  was  colonel  of  the  Ninety-third  Regiment.  In 
his  death  the  town  sustained  a  personal  loss,  and  his  funeral 
wore  a  dramatic  aspect  even  in  those  dramatic  times.  The 
crowd  which  followed  the  body  to  the  cemetery  filled  the 
streets  from  curb  to  curb  with  a  sombre  and  silent  throng. 
As  the  flag-draped  coffin  was  lowered  into  the  earth.  Doc- 
tor Thomas  uttered  these  impressive  words, 

"Treason  dug  this  grave  and 
Patriotism  has  filled  it." 

Is  it  any  wonder  that  a  plain- 
live  note  crept  into  the  war 
songs?  and  that  while  in  1861 
we  were  singing 

"The   Union  forever,  Hurrah, 
boys,  hurrah!"  in  1863  we  sang, 
"Just  before  the  battle,  mother, 
I  am  t Junking  most  of  you," 
or, 

"In  the  prison  cell  I  sit, 
Thinking,  mother  dear,  of  you." 

They  were  doggerel,  most  of  them,  and  set  to  mere 
jingles,  but  what  the  music  lacked,  human  sentiment  made 
up,  and  they  still  grip  the  heart. 

When  the  First  Ohio  camped  on  Tate's  Hill  on  the 
Springfield  Pike,  every  boy  who  walked  the  three  miles 
found  something  interesting  to  see  when  he  got  there ;  the 
clean,  white  tents  in  rows,  the  bright  uniforms  and  prancing 
horses,  the  daily  drills  and  manoeuvers.  A  thousand  fine 
young  soldiers  went  from  that  hill  down  the  road  to  Dayton 
and  ofif  to  the  South,  some  to  win  and  wear  laurels  and 
some  to  a  distant  grave. 


Luther  Bruen. 


What  the  Civil  JVar  Meant  to  Dayton  161 

The  contrast  to  this  scene  came  in  1864,  when  after 
the  appalling  defeat  of  our  forces  at  Chancellorsville,  the 
Eleventh  and  Twelfth  Army  Corps  passed  through  Dayton 
on  its  way  to  rest  and  reorganize.  Train  load  after  train  load 
of  flat  cars  crowded  close  with  soldier  boys  rolled  into  the 
old  depot.  Xo  bright  uniforms  here,  but  hundreds  of  tired, 
dusty,  and  ragged  heroes.  wear_\-  from  forced  marches  and 
severe  fighting,  and  pale  from  a  diet  of  half-cooked  beans 
and  hardtack.  How  the  women  of  Dayton  hurried  to  their 
aid  I  How  they  brought  armfuls  of  clothing,  fruit,  white 
bread,  and  jellies  to  those  half -starved  boys.  Wives,  moth- 
ers, sisters  practically  lived  at  the  depot  during  the  three 
days  that  the  transfer  lasted.  Here  again  school  boys  did 
their  share,  running  along  the  sides  of  the  cars  with  drinking 
water  and  newspapers,  mailing  letters,  and  doing  errands 
for  the  soldiers. 

In  1863  during  the  Christmas  holidays,  in  the  unfinished 
second  story  of  the  Beckel  House,  a  great  bazaar  was  held, 
an  occasion  which  brought  ever\-  one  into  service.  The 
cantata  of  "Esther"  was  presented,  under  the  direction  of 
James  Turpin  ;  eighteen  booths  representing  different  coun- 
tries lined  the  walls :  there  were  drapings  of  red,  white,  and 
blue,  pretty  girls,  uniforms,  and  more  gayety  than  one  would 
think  possible  in  war  time.  All  this  activity  netted  twelve 
thousand  dollars  for  the  benefit  of  soldiers'  families — a 
good,  round  sum  for  those  days.  During  the  bazaar  week, 
one  certain  evening  will  always  be  remembered  for  a  re- 
markable fall  of  temperature.  It  had  been  raining  and  was 
unseasonably  mild  until  seven  o'clock,  when  the  mercury 
l^egan  to  fall,  and,  by  midnight  registered  thirty  degrees  be- 
low zero.  It  is  said  that  sentries  froze  at  their  posts  as  far 
south  as  Georgia. 

We  shall  need  to  refer  to  the  histories  to  make  some 
things  plain  in  political  situation  during  these  years  m 
Dayton.  We  had,  as  our  Representative  in  Congress  from 
this  district,  Clement  L.  \"allandigham,  a  man  of  powerful 
personality,  forcible  eloquence,  but  of  the  anti-war,  Demo- 


What  the  Civil  War  Meant  to  Dayton  163 

crat  camp.  From  first  to  last  he  was  opposed  to  the  war. 
On  every  occasion  his  voice  was  raised  in  protest  to  the 
Government,  against  the  levying  of  taxes  for  equipment. 
In  a  speech  in  Congress  he  proclaimed  that  his  vote  would 
be  "No,  No,  No,"  on  any  resolution  favoring  war.  This 
persistent  opposition  to  the  Government,  at  a  time  when 
it  became  necessary  to  ofifer  bounties  to  induce  men  to  en- 
list, became  insupportable,  and  led  to  a  plan  to  get  rid  of 
him.  General  Burnside  was  stationed  at  Cincinnati,  and  he 
was  offered  a  company  to  arrest  Vallandigham. 

In  the  middle  of  the  night  of  May  5,  1863,  the  tramp 
of  troops  was  heard  coming  up  Ludlow  Street  and  turning 
in  at  First.  The  house  they  sought  was  on  the  north  side 
near  Wilkinson.*  A  demand  for  admittance  brought  no 
response.  Then  the  neighbors  alert  for  every  sound,  heard 
the  blows  of  an  axe  on  the  heavy  oak  doors,  then  a  crash, 
then  silence.  The  soldiers  had  penetrated  to  Mr.  Vallan- 
digham's  bedroom  and  arrested  him  in  the  name  of  the 
United  States  Government.  He  was  tried  at  Cincinnati 
some  days  later  and  sent  south  of  the  Confederate  lines. 

The  arrest  and  trial  have  since  been  termed  both  unjust 
and  unconstitutional.  Heated  and  bitter  as  were  his  utter- 
ances, they  were  undoubtedly  those  of  a  conscientious  man. 
On  the  other  hand,  Lincoln  said  it  was  not  in  his  heart  to 
order  a  soldier  boy  shot  for  desertion  when  the  voice  which 
had  weakened  his  faith  in  the  government  was  allowed  to  go 
on  unchecked.  But  can  you  imagine  the  anger  of  the  friends 
of  Vallandigham  here  in  Dayton,  at  what  seemed  to  them 
a  brutal  violation  of  the  right  of  free  speech  ? 

As  soon  as  the  news  of  the  arrest  spread,  they  gathered 
around  the  "Journal"  ofifice,  ready  for  violence.  The  "Jour- 
nal" had  made  itself  most  obnoxious  to  those  who  opposed 
war.  The  "Empire"  had  supported  Vallandigham.  Both 
papers  excelled  in  abuse  and  fanned  the  flames  of  party  exas- 
peration.   The  crowd  that  hooted  at  the  "Journal"  ofifice  that 


*On  the  site  of  present  residence  of  H.  G.  Carnell. 


164  The  Story  of  Dayton 

night  was  in  desperate  earnest.  In  vain  Mayor  Gillespie 
called  out  the  fire  department  and  an  extra  police  force ;  in 
vain  he  bravely  mounted  the  steps,  faced  the  mob,  and 
ordered  them  to  disperse.  Some  hands  cut  the  fire  hose, 
others  passed  a  torch,  and  in  a  few  moments  the  building 
was  ablaze  from  roof  to  foundation.  Then  the  rioters  went 
home,  and  the  next  day  Dayton  found  herself  under  martial 
law. 

Worse  came  later.  The  editor  of  the  Democratic  paper, 
on  returning  from  market  on  Second  Street  in  the  early 
morning,  was  shot  down  by  a  bullet  from  the  gun  of  a 
heated  partisan,  who  was  immediately  jailed.  The  mob 
spirit  uppermost  always  drew  an  excited  crowd  to  the  spot, 
demanding  that  the  assailant  be  given  up  to  them,  for  what 
purpose  could  be  easily  guessed.  Again  Mayor  Gillespie 
stood  before  the  mob,  and  declared  that  only  across  his  own 
body  could  that  prisoner  be  taken.  He  was  not  taken.  The 
mob  dispersed.  Xot  only  on  the  field  of  battle  were  all  the 
heroes  of  the  Civil  War.  Such  an  act  as  this  brought  not 
only  the  war  spirit,  but  its  bloodshed  to  our  very  doors. 

You  will  not  wonder  at  these  scenes  of  violence  if  you 
read  the  daily  newspapers  during  the  war.  They  found  the 
people  bitter  and  they  made  them  worse.  The  "Empire"  de- 
clared editorially  that  if  we  did  not  have  so  weak,  futile,  and 
cowardly  a  President  as  Abraham  Lincoln  at  Washington, 
individual  liberty  would  not  be  abused,  whereupon  it  was  al- 
luded to  by  its  rival  as  the  "Daily  \^ampire."  Public  opin- 
ion had  so  shifted  its  position  on  the  slavery  question  that 
the  anti-abolitionists  who  had  mobbed  Doctor  Jewett's 
house  in  1848,  now,  in  1863,  found  they  were  themselves 
threatened  with  violence.  Professional  men  of  good  stand- 
ing were  called  "vile  traitors,"  "beasts,"  and  their  homes 
alluded  to  as  "hell-holes."  Their  wives  could  not  go  on  the 
street  without  having  mud  thrown  upon  them.  Multiply 
these  instances  by  hundreds,  consider  the  "Journal"  mobbing 
as  perhaps  only  the  beginning  of  more  of  the  same,  and  you 


Jf'liat  the  Ci-c'il  JJ\ir  Meant  to  Dayton 


165 


will  see  what  a  pleasant  place  Dayton  must  have  been  to 
live  in,  in  the  Sixties. 

Worse  even  than  fires  and  niolis  was  the  excitement  over 
the  threatened  raid  of  John  Morgan.  It  was  rumored  that 
with  twenty-five  hundred  free-booters  he  was  coming 
straight  to  Dayton.  Me  was  indeed  within  the  borders  of 
Ohio,  riding  like  mad,  confiscating  horses,  and  taking  pris- 
oners.     Word    was   sliouted    over   country   roads   and   pub- 


Northwest   corner    Fourth   and   ^lain 
center  during  the   Civ 


1    ISfiO. 
\\"ar 


A    recruiting 


lished  in  city  "extras."  People  hid  their  valuables  and  pre- 
pared to  defend  their  homes.  In  response  to  an  imperative 
telegram,  the  bank  at  Eaton  loaded  its  funds  into  a  two- 
horse  wagon,  like  so  much  corn,  and  sent  it  to  Dayton, 
where  it  was  added  to  the  gold  in  our  banks,  and  in  charge 
of  armed  clerks,  sent  in  a  freight  car  to  Toledo.  During 
these  thrilling  occurrences,  the  boys  of  the  town  were  di- 
vided in  their  minds  as  to  whether  to  run  and  hide,  or  stay 
out  and  see  the  most  famous  cavalrv  leader  of  the  Southern 


166  The  Story  of  Dayton 

army.  It  made  no  difference  which  they  did,  for  Morgan 
never  got  as  far  as  Dayton.  He  merely  crossed  the  line  of 
Butler  County  and  then  turned  and  rode  in  another  direc- 
tion.    Our  horses  and  teaspoons  were  safe ! 

The  last  call  for  troops  was  answered  mainly  by  boys  in 
the  high  school.  They  were  destined  for  garrison  duty  at 
Washington,  and  were  called  the  "Hundred  Days  Men." 
The  fair  grounds  was  selected  for  a  provisional  camp,  and 
thence  the  young  recruits  went,  and  were  met  by  the  hard- 
ships of  war  before  they  got  their  first  buttons.  No  quar- 
ters had  been  provided  except  the  horse  stalls,  no  tents,  not 
even  cots  and  blankets.  The  boys  kept  up  their  spirits  with 
jokes  and  songs,  called  each  other  "General"  and  their  quar- 
ters the  "Burnet  House,"  which  in  those  days  stood  for  the 
acme  of  luxury. 

Toward  midnight,  however,  it  was  no  longer  so 
funny.  The  cold  bit  in  and  they  longed  for  a  bed.  Then, 
four  of  the  more  enterprising  boys  wrenched  a  board  from 
the  fence  on  the  Main  Street  side  and  crawled  out.  Up  the 
road  they  went  to  the  gate  of  the  Patterson  farm,  where 
they  meant  to  find  in  the  hay  mow  the  comfort  that  the 
"Burnett  House"  lacked.  But  Mrs.  Patterson  heard  of  it, 
and  brought  them  to  the  house  where,  in  her  good  feather 
beds,  they  slept  until  morning.  It  was  deserting,  of  course, 
but  they  didn't  know  it,  and  the  United  States  Government 
never  found  it  out.  At  daybreak  the  party  returned,  crawled 
through  the  hole  in  the  fence,  and  once  more  answered  their 
country's  call. 

In  the  limited  space  of  a  single  chapter  it  will  be  impos- 
sible to  give  the  names  of  those  Dayton  men  who  either 
"fought  or  paid."  Gallant  work  was  done  in  the  field  and 
generous  giving  at  home.  The  roll  of  both  is  in  existence 
and  can  be  consulted.  Here,  we  may  only  note  the  sweep 
of  events  as  they  affected  Dayton. 

On  the  ninth  of  April,  1865,  citizens  were  wakened  from 
their  sleep  about  two  o'clock  in  the  morning  by  a  violent 
ringing  of   their   door-bells.      Putting  their   heads   out  of 


168  The  Story  of  Dayton 

upper  windows  they  heard  the  shout,  "Lee  has  surrendered !" 
Down  First  and  Second  streets  went  the  messengers,  from 
door  to  door,  until  every  man  of  voting  age,  and  some 
younger,  had  come  out.  One  ran  to  the  Engine  House,  and 
soon  the  bells  were  calling  out.  "Lee  has  surrendered!"  The 
church  bells  joined  in  ;  cannon  boomed  from  the  landing, 
men  laughed  and  nearly  cried  as  they  repeated  to  each 
other,  "Lee  has  surrendered!"  It  seemed  too  good  to  be 
true  that  the  war  was  over  and  that  life  could  go  on  quietly 
once  more. 

The  fourteenth  was  appointed  by  the  governor  as  a  day 
of  thanksgiving.  It  was  celebrated  by  church  services  with 
full  congregations,  a  salute  of  guns,  and  much  private  re- 
joicing. Led  by  the  veterans  of  the  First  and  the  Ninety- 
third,  the  two  regiments  in  which  most  of  the  Dayton  men 
had  served,  passed  in  review  down  Main  Street  carrying 
their  tattered  flags  which,  four  years  before,  had  gone  out 
so  clean  and  new.  Following  came  the  wounded  and  infirm 
soldiers  in  carriages,  not  old  men  and  bent,  as  we  know 
them  now,  but  in  the  prime  of  life.  Wild  cheers  went  up  as 
they  passed — the  real  heroes  of  the  Civil  War ! 

In  the  evening,  what  the  papers  called  a  "brilliant  illumi- 
nation" took  place,  and  our  memory  says  it  was  all  of  that, 
in  spite  of  the  fact  that  it  consisted  merely  of  candles  and 
kerosene  lamps  behind  colored  tissue  paper  on  the  window 
panes.  Can  you  see  it  all  ?  The  lights  and  cheers  and 
Hags,  and  the  Third  Regiment  band  ringing  forth  "Mine 
eyes  have  seen  the  glory  of  the  coming  of  the  Lord." 

Little  did  they  guess  how  a  short  twenty-four  hours  was 
to  change  the  cheers  to  tears.  The  fifteenth  of  April  was  a 
"day  off"  for  everybody.  Xo  papers  had  come  out  the  night 
before,  and  none  the  next  morning.  Printers  and  telegraph 
o])erators  were  resting.  Suddenly  and  ominously  the  wires 
spoke  and  the  one  man  left  in  charge  of  the  office  listened. 

"President  Lincoln  assassinated"  is  what  the  message 
said.  Mr.  Richard  Lane  took  the  message  from  the  wire, 
and   since,  of  course,  there  was  no  telephone,  he  ran  the 


170  The  Story  of  Dayton 

block  between  the  telegraph  office  and  the  "Journal,"  holding 
high  above  his  head  the  fatal  message.  The.  "Journal"  office 
was  empty,  so  down  to  the  end  of  Second  Street  went 
Mr.  Lane  to  Major  Bickham's  residence,  and  in  an  hour  an 
extra  was  issued  and  people  knew  the  whole,  dreadful 
tragedy. 

Can  you  imagine  the  contrast  which  twenty-four  hours 
wrought  in  the  soul  of  a  city?  The  streets  just  as  full  as 
the  day  before,  but  with  what  an  altered  emphasis!  The 
feeling  was  one  of  acute,  personal  loss,  for  by  this  time  Lin- 
coln had  made  himself  President  of  all  the  people.  Business 
was  suspended,  the  bells  rang  again,  one  solemn  stroke  to  a 
minute.  Down  came  the  tissue  paper  lanterns  and  streamers 
of  red,  white,  and  blue,  and  in  their  place  hung  drapings  of 
dead  black.  Again  the  bands  played — no  longer  in  quick- 
step time,  but  with  a  dull  roll  of  drums  and  the  horns  in  a 
minor  key. 

You  heard  it  all.  You  saw  your  father's  face  graver 
than  ever  before.  You  felt  that  now,  neighbors  could  be 
friends  once  more,  for  "The  Union  forever"  was  no  longer 
a  battle-cry  or  a  street  song,  but  a  part  of  the  life  of  Day- 
ton and  your  own. 

For  the  first  time  you  felt  what  it  was  to  be  an  American  ! 


170  The  Story  of  Dayton 

block  between  the  telegraph  office  and  the  "Journal,"  holding 
high  above  his  head  the  fatal  message.  The.  "Journal"  office 
was  empty,  so  down  to  the  end  of  Second  Street  went 
Mr.  Lane  to  Major  Bickham's  residence,  and  in  an  hour  an 
extra  was  issued  and  people  knew  the  whole,  dreadful 
tragedy. 

Can  you  imagine  the  contrast  which  twenty-four  hours 
wrought  in  the  soul  of  a  city?  The  streets  just  as  full  as 
the  day  before,  but  with  what  an  altered  emphasis!  The 
feeling  was  one  of  acute,  personal  loss,  for  by  this  time  Lin- 
coln had  made  himself  President  of  all  the  people.  Business 
was  suspended,  the  bells  rang  again,  one  solemn  stroke  to  a 
minute.  Down  came  the  tissue  paper  lanterns  and  streamers 
of  red,  white,  and  blue,  and  in  their  place  hung  drapings  of 
dead  black.  Again  the  bands  played — no  longer  in  quick- 
step time,  but  with  a  dull  roll  of  drums  and  the  horns  in  a 
minor  key. 

You  heard  it  all.  You  saw  your  father's  face  graver 
than  ever  before.  You  felt  that  now,  neighbors  could  be 
friends  once  more,  for  "The  Union  forever"  was  no  longer 
a  battle-cry  or  a  street  song,  but  a  part  of  the  life  of  Day- 
ton and  your  own. 

For  the  first  time  you  felt  what  it  was  to  be  an  American  ! 


CHAPTER  XVI. 

1865—1896. 

Our  Hundredth  Anniversary. 

After  the  war.  Reconstruction  and  reconciliation.  Keeping 
memories  alive.  "On  the  virtues  of  its  citizens."  Dayton 
reaches  her  centenary.  Newcom's  Tavern  finds  a  new  site. 
Work  of  the  Historical  Society. 


Our  Dayton,  while  we  ponder  on  thy  past 

And  laud  the  virtues  of  our  sires  gone, 
Prophetic  vision  onward,  too,  we  cast 

As  the  new  century's  birth  we  gaze  upon. 

May  all  the  sturdy  spirit  of  thy  sons 

\\'hose  names  to-night  we  garland  with  our  praise, 
Descend  upon  us  that  there  may  be  done 

Such  noble  work  as  theirs,  in  coming  days ! 

May  all  our  pride  in  thee  bear  fruit  in  deeds. 

In  action  for  our  city's  highest  good ; 
May  we  but  seek  to  meet  thy  future  needs 

In  service  as  one  common  brotherhood. 


In  1865,  the  war  at  an  end,  Dayton  entered  upon  an 
era  of  reconstruction  and  reconciliation.  Years  passed,  it 
is  true,  before  the  feelings  engendered  by  the  tragic  issues 
of  the  Sixties  died  out,  but  there  was  much  good  work  done 
by  quiet  personal  influence,  to  bridge  the  chasm.  The  sol- 
dier boys  had  come  home,  business  was  improving. 

One  of  the  first  duties  was  to  care  for  the  men  who  had 
sacrificed  their  health  in  the  service  of  the  nation.  To  this 
end,  the  Forty-third  Congress  passed  a  bill  establishing 
three  National  Homes  for  Disabled  Volunteer  Soldiers. 
The  idea  of  bringing  the  Central  Branch  to  Dayton  origi- 


17; 


TJic  Sfary  of  Ihiyfoii 


nated  with  Lewis  B.  Gunckel,  then  our  Representative  from 
this  district,  supported  by  the  Dayton  "Journal,"  under 
W.  D.  Bickham,  both  of  whom  used  personal  influence  and 
indefatigable  industry  to  bring  it  to  pass.  When  we  walk 
among  the  winding  avenues  or  over  the  broad,  greensward 
of  the  Soldiers'  Home,  it  will  not  be  amiss  to  remember 
our  debt  for  the  acquisition  of  such  a  beautiful,  dignified, 
and   patriotic    resort.      .\s   resident    manager.    ]vlr.    Gunckel 


Main    St 
M  c  Pheisont 


took  a  personal  pride  in  directing  the  improvements  in 
grounds  and  buildings  and  in  arranging  for  the  comfort  and 
recreation  of  the  men.  The  Soldiers'  Home  is  his  monu- 
ment in  the  same  sense  as  Woodland  Cemetery  is  John  Van 
Cleve's.  Both  bear  constant  witness  to  the  foresight  and 
efficient  public  service  of  their  founders.  The  Soldiers' 
Home  cared  for  the  living  soldiers  ;  who  was  to  keep  green 
the    memor}-    of    those    who    had    gone?      It    was    General 


From    an    etching   b; 


174  The  Story  of  Dayton 

Schenck  who  first  suggested  the  idea  of  a  Soldiers'  Monu- 
ment to  be  erected,  not  at  Woodland,  where  few  would 
see  it,  but  right  in  the  midst  of  our  city  life  and  traffic. 
There  was  as  yet  neither  money  nor  legal  authority  for  the 
plan,  nevertheless  some  enthusiasts  went  to  work  to  get  both. 
A  bill  was  passed  legalizing  a  county  tax  for  this  purpose, 
and  which  was  endorsed  by  both  political  parties  at  the  next 
election.  Finally  assistance  was  given  by  the  Old  Guard 
Association,  organized  for  this  purpose,  of  men  who  had 
served  in  the  war.  Local  talent  presented  a  play  called  "The 
Drummer  Boy  of  Shiloh,"  at  Turner's  Opera  House,  in 
which  all  the  thrilling  events  of  the  war  were  set  forth. 
Only  two  hundred  dollars  resulted  from  this  enterprise,  but 
it  was  a  beginning,  and  more  came  slowly  in.  During  the 
twenty  years  between  the  first  suggestion  and  the  dedication 
of  the  monument,  many  citizens  gave  it  their  warm  support; 
among  them,  Doctor  Thomas,  Governor  Charles  Anderson, 
P2dward  W.  Davies,  John  G.  Lowe,  Valentine  Winters,  E. 
A.  Parrott,  Samuel  Craighead,  L.  B.  Gunckel,  E.  M.  Wood, 
J.  H.  Pierce. 

In  1874  bids  for  the  monument  were  called  for  and  the 
contract  awarded.  Granite  for  the  pedestal  was  brought 
from  the  quarries  in  Maine ;  George  Fair  posed  for  the 
statue  of  the  soldier,  which  was  made  in  Carrara,  Italy.  It 
was  landed  in  New  York,  June  20,  1884,  and  the  ceremonies 
surrounding  its  dedication  comprised  one  of  the  notable 
events  in  Dayton  history.  It  was  made  the  occasion  of  a 
national  reunion  of  all  the  participants  in  the  war.  Invi- 
tations were  sent  broadcast,  and  royally  were  they  honored. 
Not  since  the  Harrison  Rally  of  1840  was  Dayton  so  full  of 
humanity  or  so  moved  by  a  common  impulse.  Stripped  of 
all  the  pageantry  of  this  stirring  occasion,  the  thought  back 
of  it  was  the  one  engraved  on  the  east  side  of  the  granite 
base,  which  it  is  hoped,  no  boy  who  stood  on  the  outskirts 
of  that  crowd  would  ever  forget. 

"THE  REPUBLIC  RESTS  UPON  THE  VIRTUE,      J 
INTELLIGENCE,    AND    PATRIOTISM    OF    ITS"  —      1 


Our  Hundredth  Anniversary 


175 


what?    Its  rulers?    Its  leaders?    Its  representatives?     No! 
Of  its  "CITIZENS." 

In  the  winter  of  1895-96  we  were  reminded  that  on 
April  first,  a  century  before,  a  band  of  settlers  had  come  up 
the  river,  landed  from  their  pirogue  at  the  head  of  Main 
Street,  and  founded  Dayton.  So  important  an  occasion  as 
this  could  not  be  overlooked.  The  idea  took  hold  of  pop- 
ular imagination.     Many  had  a  hand  in  the  enterprise,  but 


The  Newcom  Cabin  in  its  disguise  of  clapboards,  as  it  stood  for  100  years  on  the 
corner  of  Main  and  Monument  Avenue. 

all   will   grant   that   the   primary   suggestion   came    from   a 
sick-room. 

Mary  Davies  Steele,  daughter  of  Robert  W.  Steele,  was 
what  might  be  called  an  "applied  reader."  She  put  what 
she  read  into  practice.  The  idea  of  arousing  local  loyalty 
by  having  a  civic  birthday  party  appealed  to  her,  and  she 
in  turn  appealed  to  the  community.     Eastern  cities,  she  de- 


176 


Tlic  Story  of  Dayton 


dared,  kept  anniversaries,  put  up  tablets,  and  saved  relics. 
Why  should  not  Dayton  ?  By  word  of  mouth  to  visitors  at 
her  bedside  and  through  tlie  columns  of  the  daily  papers, 
]\liss  Steele  pleaded  for  a  centennial  celebration.  Slow  at 
first  in  growing,  the  idea  was  helped  Ijy  the  threatened  de- 
struction of  the  old  Xewcom  Tavern,  which  for  one  hun- 
dred years  had  been  mas(|uera(h'ng  under  a  coat  of  clap- 
l)oards  as  "Shafor's  (Irocerv."     ^^'e  were  reminded  by  her 


1  he    Xewcom    Cal)in    on    its    modern    site,    showing   tlie   nioutli    of    Mad    River. 

of  the  history  which  liad  gcnie  on  within  those  log  walls 
when  Dayton  was  but  a  handful  of  the  same  kind  of  dwell- 
ings and  Montgomery  County  a  wilderness.  One  after  an- 
other public-spirited  citizen  responded  with  contributions  to 
preserve  the  cabin.  It  was  purchased,  stripped  of  its  boards, 
moved  to  the  river  bank  above  the  bridge,  and  there  en- 
sconced, an  object  lesson  in  pioneer  history  and  an  illumi- 
nating contrast  to  the  fine,  new  high  school. 


Our  Hundredth  Anniversary  17/ 

Our  school  authorities  saw  in  the  proposed  celebration, 
an  occasion  to  stimulate  interest  in  local  history.  Under 
the  direction  of  Miss  Steele,  who  knew  Dayton  families  by 
heart  and  was  determined  that  every  interest  in  our  midst 
should  have  representation,  committees  were  appointed. 
Business  and  professional  men,  club  women  and  mothers  of 
families,  old  and  young,  black  and  white,  in  school  or  out, 
Protestant,  Catholic,  Jew — all  united  on  that  never-to-be- 
forgotten  occasion,  to  act  or  sing  their  thankfulness  in  being 
Daytonians. 

The  celebration  began  on  April  first,  with  salvos  of  guns 
and  ringing  of  bells.  Every  school  in  the  city  held  exercises 
during  which  the  story  of  the  settlement  of  Dayton  was  told 
and  retold.  A  boy  pupil  at  the  Central  District  School  re- 
cited the  following  poem,  entitled, 

MR.  THOMPSON'S   COW.* 
Just  one  hundred  years  ago,  so  the  story's  told, 
Up   the  winding  river   came  a  band  of  spirits   bold 
Through  the  forest  dark  and  dense,  seeking  for  a  spot 
Where  each  gallant  pioneer  might  own  a  corner  lot. 
When  they  reached  the  Main  Street  Bridge,  Samuel  Thompson 

cries, 
"Here  is  Early  Dayton,"'  in  tones  of  glad  surprise. 
Then  they  tied  their  clumsy  craft  close  against  the  shore 
Just  below  the  Gas  Works  which  they'd  never  seen  before. 

Joined  them  soon  another  brave  and  hardy  band 

Which  from  Cincinnati  tramped,  sixty  miles  by  land, 

Looking  out  for  Injuns,  catamount  and  bear, 

Dodging  toll  gates,  too,  because  they  had  no  change  to  spare; 

Full  of  grit  and  courage,  free  from  doubts  and  fears. 

Bound  for  Early  Dayton  were  these  pioneers. 

Time  has  dimmed  their  names,  yet  one  of  them,  I  trow. 

Will  deserve  our  gratitude — Mr.  Thompson's  cow. 

In  the  page  of  history,  never  word  is  said 

Whether  Mr.  Thompson's  cow  brindled  was  or  red. 

Whether  Alderney  by  birth  or  of  Jersey  blood, 

Tracing  back  her  ancestry  far  as  Noah's  flood. 

We  but  know  she  came  along,  patient  and  serene. 

Wondering  what  the  journey  meant,  in  her  thoughts   bovine. 

Not  the  least  important  one,  we  must  all  allow 

In  that  pilgrim  party,  was  the  Thompson  cow. 


*Written  by  Frank  Conover. 


Our  Hundredth  Anniversary  179 

Through  the  weary  journey,  when  the  children  cried, 

Thompson's  cow  most  gladly  all  their  wants  supplied; 

Filled  their  stomachs  full  of  milk  and  their  hearts  of  joy, 

Friend  in  need  to  every  hungry  girl  or  boy. 

Early  in  the  morning  and  again  at  night, 

When  they  gathered  'round  her,  'twas  a  pleasant  sight 

As  the  picture  came  to  us  we  imagine  how 

All  those  baby  pioneers  loved  the  Thompson  cow. 

When  at  last  the  journey  o'er.  I  have  heard  it  said. 

That  those  grateful  pioneers  built  the  cow  a  shed, 

And  she  dwelt  in  peace  with  them,  'neath  the  lofty  trees, 

While  they  looked  to  her  for  milk,  buttermilk,  and  cheese. 

But  they  could  not  take  it  all,  for  at  least  half 

Had  to  go  to  nourish  Thompson's  cow's  young  calf. 

In  our  dairies  we  can  find  her  descendants  now. 

And  we  owe  our  morning  cream  to  the  Thompson  cow. 

When  we  build  a  monument  to  those  settlers  brave. 

When  upon  a  marble  shaft  their  names  we  shall  engrave. 

When  the  roll  of  honor's  called,  surely  must  appear 

Just  a  word  regarding  that  humble  pioneer. 

When  we  write  McClure  and  Thompson,   Newconi,   Goss,   Van 

Cleve, 
Underneath  these  precious  names  a  little  space  we'll  leave 
There  to  tell  posterity,  in  simple  language,  how 
Much  our  Early  Dayton  owes  to  Samuel  Thompson's  cow. 

The  afternoon  of  the  first  of  April  and  the  whole  of 
the  second  were  given  up  to  the  most  genuine  family  party 
Dayton  ever  enjoyed.  Never  before  had  there  been  an  anni- 
versary that  seemed  to  belong  equally  to  parents  and  chil- 
dren. The  boys  and  girls  having  said  their  say  in  the  school- 
rooms, the  parents  took  possession  of  the  Victoria  Theatre, 
and  to  a  full  house  expressed  their  debt  to  the  past  and 
their  hopes  for  the  future. 

The  civic  authorities  arranged  a  great  procession  which 
started  at  the  cabin  and  came  back  to  it,  and  included  every 
activity  and  interest  in  the  city  from  school  children,  ten 
thousand  of  them,  to  fire  engines.  While  this  was  in  prog- 
ress, a  row  of  locomotive  bells  on  the  south  side  of  the 
courthouse  kept  up  an  inspiring  but  deafening  racket.  Can- 
non and  giant  crackers,  whistles  and  drums  added  their 
share.    Such  an  effervescence  of  civic  pride  did  us  all  good. 


180  The  Story  of  Dayton 

Not  a  boy  in  knee  trousers  but  was  proud  of  having  been 
born  in  Dayton. 

At  the  exercises  at  the  Victoria  Theatre  on  the  evening 
of  April  second,  one  speaker  voiced  the  emotions  of  those 
who  had  initiated  this  celebration  in  these  words : 

"We  can  do  nothing  better  to  stimulate  the  best  sentiments 
of  patriotism  and  pul)lic  spirit  in  our  children,  than  to  open  to 
them  the  study  of  the  history  of  our  own  city.  Its  records  are 
filled  with  the  names  of  good  men,  good  citizens,  men  of  brain 
and  character  and  high  purpose.  The  roll  is  a  proud  one. 
There  are  lessons  not  for  the  children  alone,  but  for  their 
fathers,  too,  in  the  unselfishness  and  devotion  to  public  good, 
integrit3%  broad  vision,  and  courageous  living  of  those  men  of 
early  Dayton.  If  the  citizens  who  meet  to  celebrate  the  second 
centennial  of  this  city  find  reason  to  speak  of  us  and  of  our 
sons  and  daughters  as  we  can  truly  speak  to-night  of  the  pio- 
neers of  the  century  just  closed,  we  shall  not  have  lived  in  vain." 

To  keep  alive  this  newly-born  spirit  of  home  loyalty,  the 
Dayton  Historical  Society  was  presently  organized.  Re- 
quests for  pioneer  data  and  relics,  to  be  kept  at  the  New- 
corn  Tavern  and  to  form  a  museum  of  the  early  years,  re- 
sulted in  a  general  search,  and  many  unsuspected  treasures 
were  brought  to  light.  A  chair,  the  property  of  Benjamin 
Van  Cleve,  was  replaced,  after  one  hundred  years,  in  the 
room  where  he  sat  to  teach  his  pupils.  The  first  postofifice, 
an  ancient  cupboard,  unearthed  by  some  old  resident  who 
could  vouch  for  its  history,  was  restored  to  its  former  local- 
ity if  not  to  its  original  functions.  Four-post  bedsteads, 
spinning-wheels,  low-hooded  cradles,  candlesticks,  candle- 
molds,  dutch-ovens,  and  settles  were  contributed  by  people 
inspired  with  a  desire  to  bring  the  interesting  pioneer  days 
back  to  our  modern  consciousness. 

There  is  nothing  elsewhere,  we  believe,  just  like  the 
Newcom  Cabin.  Under  those  age-blackened  rafters  which 
sheltered  the  first  makers  of  our  life  as  a  community,  there 
may  still  be  found  witnesses  of  their  personal  existence. 
By  the  side  of  that  fireplace,  you  may  re-create  in  im- 
agination the  interests  and  activities  of  our  Dayton  fore- 
fathers; vigorous,  arduous,  yet  glorious,  as  all  plain  things 


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Steele    High    School.      Built   1S9S.      Named  in   honor   of   Robert  W.    Steele. 


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are  if  done  with  conscience.  Even  the  hand  corn-cracker 
preaches  its  sermon.  The  chairs,  the  cooking  utensils,  the 
iron  crane  in  the  chimney  jamb,  all  tell  a  story  of  an  histor- 
ical epoch,  past  and  completed.  We  have  no  ruins  of 
castles  in  Dayton,  no  cathedrals  to  represent  medieval  as- 
pirations, but  we  have  a  log  cabin,  just  as  eloquent  of 
spiritual  interest  and  human  worth.  The  flood  spared  it. 
Tearing  out,  stone  by  stone,  the  massive  masonry  of  the 
high-school  tower  just  opposite,  the  relentless  Miami,  in  its 
unbridled  career  during  March,  1913,  left  the  old  cabin 
standing  in  its  own  place,  where  we  hope  it  will  still  be 
found,  when  Dayton  celebrates  her  bi-centenary,  on  April 
first,  nineteen  hundred  and  ninety-six. 


View  in  the  National  Military  Home. 


CHAPTER  XVII. 

1896—1915. 

The  Home  of  Aviation. 

A  boy's  workshop.  A  kite  on  the  seashore.  A  shed  on  Huff- 
man's Prairie.  "On  wings  like  eagles."  Dayton  incredulous. 
"Hail  to  the  Chiefs!" 


Two  brothers  in  a  little  shop  on  West  Third  Street,  some 
len^h  of  wire,  several  pieces  of  wood  and  metal,  a  wheel 
or  two — these  were  the  small  beginnings  of  great  things  to 
Dayton  and  to  the  world.  The  affair  was  started  in  the 
first  place  by  a  toy  brought  home  by  a  father  to  his  sons, 
when  they  were  still  school-boys.  This  plaything,  when 
thrown  into  the  air,  did  not  immediately  fall  to  the  ground, 
but  fluttered  and  balanced  for  some  seconds  before  touching 
the  floor. 

Being  clever  with  tools  the  boys  (whom  you  know  as 
the  Wrights)  made  one  like  it;  then  a  bigger  one  which  also 
flew ;  then  a  still  bigger  one  which  did  not  go  at  all.  In 
increasing  the  size  of  the  toy  they  had  lost  the  necessary 
proportion  between  power  and  weight.  In  doubling  the  size 
of  their  machine  they  should  have  quadrupled  the  power, 
a  principle  they  had  not  yet  discovered.  The  mystery  of 
it  started  questions  and  experiments.  Kite  flying  was  a 
favorite  sport  with  the  brothers,  and  this  new  diversion  was, 
so  far,  but  a  branch  of  it.  The  toy  (the  first  one)  stayed 
in  the  air ;  the  kite  flew  under  wind  pressure ;  why  could 
not  a  machine  be  constructed  which  would  do  both?  A  kite 
lifted  its  own  weight ;  why  not,  if  made  larger  and  stronger, 
that  of  a  man? 

Curiosity  prompted  these  questions  and  the  play  in- 
stinct drove  the  experimenters  on.  As  the  tests  proceeded 
they  became  absorbing;  from  play  the  enterprise  developed 


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Medal  Presented  to  the  Wright  Brothers  by  the  United  States 
Government,  "In  Recognition  of  Their  Ability,  Courage,  and 
Success  in   Navigating  the  Air." 


The  Home  of  Aviation  185 

into  "sport."  and  from  sport  into  intense  pursuit  of  a  new 
scientific  principle  hitherto  undeveloped. 

Much  current  writing  on  the  subject  of  the  Wright 
brothers  has  been  incorrect.  People  have  believed  that  the 
aeroplane  was  developed  by  a  lucky  accident,  perhaps  after 
the  fashion  of  the  little  man  in  the  ballad  who, 

"Took  four  spools 

And  an   old  tin  can, 
Called  it  a  Jitney 

And  the   blamed  thing  ran." 

If  you  hear  the  Wright  aeroplane,  the  most  wonderful 
achievement  in  all  history,  ascribed  to  the  chance  happening 
of  two  untrained  minds,  please  take  pains  to  deny  it  on  the 
?pot.  The  exact  opposite  is  the  truth.  Nothing  really  good 
is  done  without  study;  nothing  truly  scientific  without  lab- 
oratory experiment.  The  Wright  brothers  were,  from  first 
to  last,  omnivorous  readers,  painstaking  students.  To  these 
characteristics  they  added  a  colossal  capacity  for  work.  No 
effort  was  too  long  or  hard  if  by  it  they  learned  the  least 
new  principle.  The  truth  was  what  they  were  continually 
in  pursuit  of,  even  if  it  upset  their  pet  theories. 

The  reason  for  this  misapprehension  on  the  part  of  mag- 
azine writers  and  the  press  in  general,  is  that  the  Wrights 
never  posed.  They  never  assumed  scientific  nor  pedantic 
airs.  To  the  general  view,  they  were  two  ordinary  men 
in  ordinary  clothes,  with  sometimes  soiled  hands,  who 
fussed  unendingly  with  complicated  machinery  and  talked 
to  nobody  but  each  other.  But  behind  every  step  of  advance 
there  lay  interminable  calculations,  precise  estimates,  and 
years  of  research. 

Think  of  the  enterprise  in  all  its  bearings,  that  they  had 
embarked  upon !  It  was  as  if  a  sea  captain,  in  order  to  cross 
the  ocean,  must  work  out  the  science  of  navigation  from 
the  beginning,  build  his  own  ship,  invent  a  compass  and 
sextant,  and  make  out  tables  of  latitude  and  longitude. 
Christopher  Columbus  indeed !  We  had  two  of  him  right 
here  in  Davton ! 


186 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


To  give  a  technical  account  of  the  mechanics  of  the  aero- 
plane is  out  of  the  question  in  a  small  book.  "Stabilizers," 
"wind  tunnels,"  "dynamic  efficiency"  are  mere  words  to  the 
ordinary  reader.  What  we,  as  fellow  citizens  of  the  Wrights 
should  know,  is  the  story  of  what  they  meant  to  do  and  how 
they  attacked  the  problem.  What  they  did  do  needs  no  tell- 
ing anywhere  under  the  sun. 

From  1890  to  1900  was  the  period  of  greatest  activity  in 
aeronautics.     Over  in  France,  Santos  Dumont  was  sailing 


The  shop  on  West  Third   Street   where  the   Wright  Brothers  began  experiments. 

in  a  gas-supported  balloon.  Here  in  Dayton,  the  Wrights 
watched  every  move  and  kept  up  with  the  changing  theories. 
What  they  had  in  mind  was  not  ballooning,  but  the  construc- 
tion of  a  heavier-than-air  machine  that  would  fly.  Four 
years  of  study  preceded  their  first  experiments.  They  took 
no  one  into  their  confidence,  "Darius  Green"  and  the  author 
of  "perpetual  motion"  being  a  crowd  they  did  not  care  to  be 
associated  with  in  the  public  mind.    Some  locality  had  to  be 


The  Home  of  Aviation  187 

found  in  which  to  make  mistakes  unseen.  Also,  since  wind 
was  the  motive  power,  they  needed  a  wind-swept  plain. 
Consuhing  the  Weather  Bureau  at  Washington  resulted  in 
the  information  that  the  region  near  Cape  Hatteras  on  the 
North  Carolina  coast  was  as  windy  and  lonesome  a  place 
as  could  be  found  on  the  map.  At  Kitty  Hawk,  then,  on  a 
strip  of  sandy  shore,  a  shop  was  set  up  and  in  the  fall  of 
1900,  experiments  began. 

At  this  time  the  idea  aimed  at  was  to  construct  a  machine 
to  be  flown  as  a  kite,  in  winds  with  a  velocity  of  from  fifteen 
to  twenty  miles  an  hour,  to  be  operated  by  levers  through 
cords  from  the  ground.  Undertaken  in  the  same  spirit  as 
golfing  or  ice-sailing,  it  was  important  play,  no  more.  Start- 
ing at  the  top  of  a  long  hill,  with  somebody  to  push ;  coast- 
ing down  hill  on  the  air, — it  was  vastly  interesting,  the  one 
great  difficulty  being  the  balance.  It  was  not  merely  a 
question  of  constructing  a  machine  with  the  right  kind  of 
wings,  but  the  calculating  of  wind  pressures;  not  merely  to 
stay  up,  but  to  keep  level  and  alight  without  wrecking. 

Always  success  evaded  them.  At  last  the  conclusion  was 
reached  that  the  trouble  lay,  not  with  faulty  mechanism,  but 
with  the  mathematics  of  the  air.  Up  to  this  time  the  broth- 
ers had  adhered  faithfully  and  placed  implicit  confidence  in 
the  tables  worked  out  by  Lilienthal.  It  was  presently  seen 
that  those  calculations  did  not  go  far  enough.  The  brothers 
decided  to  work  entirely  from  original  calculations.  A  con- 
trivance called  a  "wind  tunnel"  was  constructed  to  measure 
the  force  of  wind  currents.  It  was  discovered  that  the 
pressure  of  wind  at  a  certain  velocity  varies  as  it  strikes 
upon  different  shaped  surfaces — one  certain  pressure  on  a 
square  plane,  another  on  a  three-cornered  one ;  that  it  varies 
moreover  according  to  the  thickness  of  a  plane,  the  curve 
of  the  wing,  the  shape  of  the  edge ;  no  variation  was  too 
insignificant  to  have  an  influence  on  the  lifting  power  of 
the  mechanism. 

Having  succeeded  in  building  a  machine  that  would 
carry  itself  in  a  gliding  flight,  a  man  was  put  on  board  to 


188  The  Story  of  Dayton 

do  the  guiding,  and  the  ground  ropes  dispensed  with.  At 
first  the  aviator  lay  flat  on  his  face  as  he  worked  the  levers. 
It  was  three  years  before  the  lift  was  established  and  the 
steering  controlled ;  it  remained  only  to  supply  the  power  to 
keep  it  going.  But  imagine  the  endless  experiments,  the 
many  discouraging  failures,  the  few  bewildering  successes, 
the  endless  arguments  between  the  brothers,  before  the  aero- 
plane, as  we  know  it,  was  an  accomplished  fact. 

December  17,  1903,  was  the  day  on  which  IT  actually 
happened.  A  gasoline  engine  of  their  own  make  had  been 
installed  in  the  machine  and  three  successful  flights  were 
made,  each  lasting  a  little  longer  than  the  one  before  it.  At 
the  fourth  flight,  the  aeroplane,  with  engine  and  man,  weigh- 
ing altogether  seven  hundred  and  fifty  pounds,  rose  on  the 
wind,  steadied  itself  under  control,  stayed  up  for  fifty-nine 
seconds  and  landed  without  wrecking.  It  is  not  too  much 
to  say  that  it  was  an  epoch  in  the  history  of  the  world.  And 
right  at  that  point  was  where  the  whole  thing  stopped  being 
play  and  became  to  the  brothers  the  one  soul-absorbing  ob- 
ject in  life.  That  single  minute  in  the  air  made  the  dififer- 
ence  between  an  attractive  hypothesis  and  an  amazing  pos- 
sibility. 

In  1904,  the  workers  and  the  workship  came  back  to 
Dayton.  Through  the  generosity  of  Torrence  Huffman, 
they  were  allowed  to  use,  for  their  experiments  in  flying, 
a  flat  expanse  of  ground  some  eight  miles  east  of  the  city. 
Arrangements  having  been  perfected  for  their  first  flights, 
an  invitation  was  extended  to  the  daily  papers  to  send  repre- 
sentatives. About  ten  reporters  accepted,  and  exhibited  a 
luke-warm  interest.  No  one  seemed  to  comprehend  the  dif- 
ference between  flying  in  a  gas  balloon  and  flying  with  a 
heavier-than-air  machine.  The  indifference  of  the  specta- 
tors will  not  be  found  astonishing  when  it  is  learned  that 
that  invitation  day  was  the  exact  time  the  engine  took  for 
misbehaving.  The  aeroplane  followed  willingly  enough  the 
length  of  its  track,  then  ran  off  into  the  grass  and  sulked. 
Again  it  was  started,  but  refused  to  rise.    The  visitors  went 


The  Home  of  Aviation 


189 


back  to  town  not  much  disappointed ;  they  had  seen  all  they 
expected  to. 

Another  invitation  was  sent  out,  and  that  time  a  spring 
broke  and  spoiled  the  show.  Each  time,  the  faulty  piece  of 
mechanism  had  to  be  duplicated  in  the  shop,  which,  of 
course,  took  time,  during  which  delay  what  little  interest 
there  was  in  the  experiments,  evaporated.  The  reporters 
were  pleasant  about  it  for  they  liked  the  Wrights  (deluded 
dreamers  though  thev  undoubtedly  were),  and  in  their  ac- 


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^^^m 
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Chorus  of  school  children,  Wright  Day,  June  17,  1909. 

count  of  the  flying,  let  the  inventors  down  as  gently  as 
possible.  Later  invitations  were  ignored.  Hufifman  Prairie 
was  a  good  way  out,  it  was  windy,  and  there  was  no  fun 
watching  a  flying  machine  that  did  not  fly. 

It  should  be  understood  that  Dayton  people  were  not, 
on  the  whole,  so  much  duller  than  others.  It  has  transpired 
since  then,  that  when  flights  had  been  going  on  quite  long 
enough  to  prove  their  genuineness,  a  representative  of  one 
of  the  leading  New  York  dailies  came  out  to  Dayton  to 


190 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


have  some  fun  for  his  paper  at  the  expense  of  those  two 
young  pretenders.  He  was  to  go  to  the  aviation  field  and 
give  the  whole  thing  a  "roast."  He  came  and  he  departed. 
What  he  saw  at  Huffman's  prairie  took  all  the  wind  out 
of  his  sails.  The  combination  of  impressions,  personal,  me- 
chanical, scientific,  so  filled  him  with  amazement  that  at  the 
risk  of  losing  his  salary  he  refused  to  write  anything  except 
in  unbounded  praise  of  the  Wrights. 

There  came  a  day,  however,  when  the  story  the  reporters 
might  have  written  would  have  been  dififerent.     You    per- 


"She   stirs,   she  moves,   she  seems   to  feel  the  thrill  of  life  along  her  keel." 
Huffman's  prairie,   1900. 

haps,  were  one  who  never  lost  faith  in  the  possibiHties 
locked  up  in  that  shed  on  Huffman  prairie,  and  every  day 
when  it  was  possible,  you  took  the  Springfield  traction  out 
to  the  aviation  grounds  and  hung  over  the  fence  with  your 
eyes  glued  on  to  the  proceedings  on  the  other  side.  On  that 
certain  day,  as  on  so  many  others,  the  doors  of  the  shed 
were  pushed  open  by  some  unimportant  looking  individuals 


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192  The  Story  of  Dayton 

in  working  clothes,  who  wheeled  this  strange  contrivance 
into  view, — two  canvas  planes,  a  mysterious  mass  of  wires, 
steering  gear,  and  rudders.  Then  another  man  climbed 
into  the  seat,  seized  the  levers  and  started  the  en- 
gine, which  began  to  buzz  and  whirr,  as,  pushed  by  two 
assistants  at  the  side,  it  gradually  got  under  headway.  Like 
a  long-winged  bird,  striking  the  ground  by  short  running 
steps  to  get  its  lift  for  flight,  you  saw  it  gaining  impetus. 
Then,  into  your  mind  came  Longfellow's  lines  on  the  launch- 
ing of  the  ship, 

"She  stirs,  she  moves,  she  seems  to  feel  the  thrill  of  life 
along  her  keel" — 

only,  instead  of  a  keel,  it  was  the  spreading  wings  that  were 
feeling  the  stir  of  life.  Responding  to  the  lift  of  the  wind 
and  the  propulsion  of  the  engine,  slowly  they  began  to  rise. 
The  wheels  were  actually  leaving  the  surface  of  the  ground. 
Across  the  field,  beneath  the  mechanism  of  the  aeroplane, 
you  could  see  the  line  of  trees  on  the  far  side.  Like  a  huge, 
stately  bird  it  left  the  earth  and  climbed  in  diminishing  cir- 
cles, steadily  and  surely,  towards  the  white  clouds  in  the 
summer  sky.  Then,  if  you  had  any  imagination,  if  you 
comprehended  the  least  part  of  what  had  just  taken  place, 
you  came  mighty  near  to  having  hysterics,  and  so  did  all 
the  rest. 

Here  in  Dayton,  where  we  had  always  lived — in  plain 
old  Dayton- — Stephenson,  Fulton,  Morse  were  all  outdone! 
That  flight  of  a  machine  weighing  one  thousand  pounds, 
will  go  down  in  history  as  one  of  the  marvelous  accomplish- 
ments of  human  ingenuity. 

After  it  was  over,  no  fuss,  no  boasting,  no  airs.  Neither 
on  the  boggy  soil  of  Huffman  prairie  with  a  group  of  school- 
boys and  mechanics  looking  on,  nor  on  the  aviation  fields 
of  Italy,  France,  or  Germany,  with  kings  and  emperors 
waiting  for  a  word  with  them,  did  the  Wright  brothers  in- 
dulge in  any  self-glorification.  The  seemingly  impossible 
had  been  accomplished,  which  was  all  they  worked  for,  all 
they  wanted.     Not  the  least  of  the  triumph  was  the  small 


194  The  Story  of  Dayton 

amount  of  money  expended.  It  is  stated  that  Sir  Hiram 
Maxim  spent  two  hundred  thousand  dollars  in  his  experi- 
ments; Langley,  one  hundred  thousand — half  of  it  govern- 
ment money;  Ader,  the  French  aviator,  the  same.  The 
Wrights  spent  just  five  thousand,  and — succeeded. 

As  to  Dayton,  it  did  after  awhile,  take  notice  of  what 
was  going  on  at  Huffman  prairie,  and  there  came  a  time 
when  experiments  had  to  be  discontinued  on  account  of 
curious  and  admiring  crowds.  What  reception  the  Wrights 
met  when  they  escaped  the  disadvantage  of  their  surround- 
ings and  went  to  Europe,  does  not  belong  to  our  story. 
They  returned  to  us  in  time  bearing  honors  from  every 
country  and  every  ruler,  and  then  we,  too,  waked  up  to 
express  pride  in  our  "Bird-men."  You  will  recall,  perhaps, 
sitting  in  your  father's  office  window  and  watching  the 
procession  on  "WVight  Day."  A  pageant  of  transportation 
it  was,  and  most  inspiring.  The  birch-bark  canoe  was  un- 
doubtedly the  first  means  of  transportation  that  the  Miami 
Valley  ever  knew ;  then  came  the  pirogue,  like  the  one  which 
brought  our  first  settlers;  then  the  Conestoga  wagon,  big 
enough  for  an  emigrant  family  and  its  possessions ;  a  stage- 
coach, marvelous  advance  in  speed  and  comfort ;  the  first 
steamboat ;  Fulton's  locomotive ;  the  modern  farm  wagon ; 
the  carriage  and  buggv ;  the  automobile ;  the  dirigible  bal- 
loon; the  AIRPLANE. 

THIS  was  the  day  when  Dayton  entertained  a  larger 
crowd  than  during  the  Harrison  rally  in  1840.  Have  you 
ever  seen  the  streets  so  full  of  an  enthusiastic  populace? 
How  proud  we  were  of  our  fellow  citizens,  the  Wright 
brothers,  who  acted  as  if  that  kind  of  thing  happened  to 
them  every  day.  So  quiet  they  were  on  the  platform  at  the 
fair  grounds  where  medals  from  the  United  States  Govern- 
ment, the  State  of  Ohio,  and  from  the  Republic  of  France 
were  presented  to  them !  So  quiet,  when  speeches  were 
made  and  compliments  bestowed,  that  we  suddenly  knew 
we  were  learning  new  standards  of  personal  dignity  and 
self-control. 


The  Home  of  Aviation  195 

It  was  inspiring  to  rise  when  the  crowd  rose,  and  sing 
"Long  may  it  wave,"  led  by  the  five  thousand  school  chil- 
dren who,  in  red,  white,  and  blue  dresses,  formed  that  big 
flag  on  the  platform. 

In  the  years  since  that  celebration  the  Wright  Com- 
pany (alas,  no  longer  the  Wright  Brothers),  has  gone  on 
improving  the  aeroplanes  which  are  now  manufactured  for 
the  trade.     They  have  met  the  requirements  of  their  con- 


A  Wright   Glider. 

tract  with  the  United  States  Government,  to  furnish  a  flyer 
that  will  carry  two  men  and  fuel  for  a  flight  of  one  hun- 
dred and  twenty-five  miles  at  a  speed  of  forty  miles  an  hour. 
The  question  of  stability  has  been  definitely  settled  by 
the  invention  of  an  automatic  stabilizer  which  will  enable 
the  machine  to  "fly  itself.''  Scores  of  young  aviators  have 
been  taught  the  principles  of  aviation  on  the  field  at  HuflF- 
man's  prairie.  The  air  has  been  conquered,  and  it  was 
done  in  Dayton. 


CHAPTER  XVIII. 

1913. 

Dayton's  Unforgetable  Week. 

Flood,  Fire,  Frost,  Starvation,  Mud!  One  hundred  thousand 
hands  held  out  for  help.  The  Federal  Government  to  the  rescue. 
The  river  resumes  its  channel.  Spades,  brooms,  shovels,  sun- 
shine, and  handshakes.  "Remember  the  promises  made  in  the 
attic."  Tw^o  millions  for  flood  prevention.  '"A  bigger  and  a 
safer  Dayton." 


The  last  occurrence  in  the  Story  of  Dayton  is  that  of  the 
Flood  of  March,  1913.  Much  has  been  written  about  it,  but 
the  whole  story  can  never  be  told !  How,  on  that  fateful 
morning,  the  bells  rang  and  the  whistles  blew,  utterly  failing 
to  rouse  people  to  a  sense  of  their  danger;  how  back- 
water stood  in  the  streets  nearest  the  river  and  we  said, 
"Ah,  high  water  again,"  and  went  about  our  business ;  how 
housekeepers  answered  the  frightened  questions  of  their 
help  by  saying,  "Nonsense,  the  Miami  River  has  never  come 
into  my  house  yet,  and  it  never  will" ;  how  on  the  very  word 
of  denial  a  brown  wave  of  water,  six  feet  high,  rolled  its 
foaming  crest  westward  on  the  streets  and  meeting  at  each 
corner  a  similar  wave  from  the  north,  piled  the  water  into 
a  raging  torrent  which  filled  the  streets  with  foam  and 
wreckage,  drove  people  to  their  second  stories  or  to  the 
roof ;  how  the  noise  of  the  city  traffic  suddenly  changed  to 
a  deathly  silence  broken  only  by  the  angry  roar  of  a  cur- 
rent like  Niagara  itself ;  how  night  fell,  and  with  it  utter 
black  darkness,  only  lifted  later  by  the  ominous  glare  of 
flames ;  how  the  imprisoned  citizens  waited  in  their  fireless, 
foodless  homes  for  help  that  could  not  reach  them;  how 
horses  swam  pitifully  about  the  streets  trying  to  find  foot- 
holds; how  people  escaped  from  tottering  houses  into  trees 
and  trolley  poles,  whence  some  were  rescued  and  some  sank 


CHAPTER  XVIII. 

1913. 

Dayton's  Unforgetable  Week. 

Flood,  Fire,  Frost,  Starvation,  Mud!  One  hundred  thousand 
hands  held  out  for  help.  The  Federal  Government  to  the  rescue. 
The  river  resumes  its  channel.  Spades,  brooms,  shovels,  sun- 
shine, and  handshakes.  "Remember  the  promises  made  in  the 
attic."  Tvifo  millions  for  flood  prevention.  '"A  bigger  and  a 
safer  Dayton." 


The  last  occurrence  in  the  Story  of  Dayton  is  that  of  the 
Flood  of  March,  1913.  Much  has  been  written  about  it,  but 
the  whole  story  can  never  be  told !  How,  on  that  fateful 
morning,  the  bells  rang  and  the  whistles  blew,  utterly  failing 
to  rouse  people  to  a  sense  of  their  danger;  how  back- 
water stood  in  the  streets  nearest  the  river  and  we  said, 
"Ah,  high  water  again,"  and  went  about  our  business;  how 
housekeepers  answered  the  frightened  questions  of  their 
help  by  saying,  "Nonsense,  the  Miami  River  has  never  come 
into  my  house  yet,  and  it  never  will" ;  how  on  the  very  word 
of  denial  a  brown  wave  of  water,  six  feet  high,  rolled  its 
foaming  crest  westward  on  the  streets  and  meeting  at  each 
corner  a  similar  wave  from  the  north,  piled  the  water  into 
a  raging  torrent  which  filled  the  streets  with  foam  and 
wreckage,  drove  people  to  their  second  stories  or  to  the 
roof ;  how  the  noise  of  the  city  traffic  suddenly  changed  to 
a  deathly  silence  broken  only  by  the  angry  roar  of  a  cur- 
rent like  Niagara  itself ;  how  night  fell,  and  with  it  utter 
black  darkness,  only  lifted  later  by  the  ominous  glare  of 
flames ;  how  the  imprisoned  citizens  waited  in  their  fireless, 
foodless  homes  for  help  that  could  not  reach  them;  how 
horses  swam  pitifully  about  the  streets  trying  to  find  foot- 
holds; how  people  escaped  from  tottering  houses  into  trees 
and  trolley  poles,  whence  some  were  rescued  and  some  sank 


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to  death ;  how  friends  outside  haunted  the  telegraph  offices 
for  news  and  got  only  silence ;  how  on  the  third  day,  when 
the  river  receded^  it  left  Dayton  a  mere  disfigured  ghost  of 
her  usual  self,  with  heaps  of  debris  piled,  in  some  places, 
as  high  as  the  houses  themselves,  with  charred  ruins  in- 
stead of  business  blocks,  with  asphalt  pavement  rolled  up 
like  huge  bales  of  carpet,  with  vacant  foundations  whose 
houses  had  vanished  Cincinnati-wards,  with  broken  water 
mains,  wrecked  street  cars — Ruins!  Waste!  Desolation! 
No,  it  certainly  never  can  be  adequately  told ! 

The  frightfulness  of  it  put  Dayton  on  the  map  in  a  new 
and  most  unwelcome  way.  The  silver  lining  of  that  black 
and  awful  cloud,  the  story  of  how  we  righted  ourselves,  has 
not,  however,  been  sufficiently  recorded.  It  is  a  matter  for 
which  we  have  every  right  to  feel  proud.  The  measure  of  a 
man  is  the  way  he  meets  disaster,  and  of  a  city,  no  less. 

When,  on  that  morning  of  March  twenty-third,  suburban 
business  men  were  turned  back  from  their  accustomed  jour- 
ney to  town,  by  the  flood  which  converted  Dayton  into  a 
three-mile  sea,  their  grasp  of  the  situation  was  prompt. 
Even  with  the  lack  of  telephone  service  it  needed  only  a 
few  hours  in  some  sections,  to  bring  people  together  and  set 
them  to  work.  School  houses  were  utilized  as  relief  stations 
to  which  the  dwellers  in  the  ward  brought  cots,  blankets, 
milk  and  bread,  ready  for  the  half-drowned  refugees  who, 
by  early  afternoon,  were  being  rescued  from  their  sub- 
merged homes. 

In  Dayton  View,  the  notice  was  put  up  at  ten  o'clock, 
the  committee  came  together  at  one,  at  half-past  they  were 
all  at  work  and  by  six  the  rooms  and  halls  of  the  school 
house  were  packed  with  distracted  and  suffering  people. 
Five  hundred  were  fed  there  three  times  a  day  for  two 
weeks;  fifteen  thousand  were  taken  into  private  houses  in 
that  one  suburb,  and  five  thousand  were  reached  by  boats 
and  fed  in  their  own  homes. 

In  all  the  unsubmerged  parts  of  town  the  same  thing 
was  going  on.     Housing  committees  were  appointed  to  find 


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accommodations  for  the  homeless,  transportation  commit- 
tees to  look  up  wagons,  boats,  and  automobiles ;  supply  com- 
mittees to  levy  contributions  from  grocers  and  farmers. 
There  was  the  emergency  department,  manned  by  doctors 
and  nurses.  Long  before  the  United  States  Government 
took  charge  and  put  us  under  martial  law,  everybody  had 
been  made  to  work,  whether  he  chose  or  not;  few  did  not. 
Our  largest  factory  changed  its  output  from  cash  reg- 
isters to  flat  boats,  one  of  which  was  turned  out  every  eight 
minutes,  and  launched  to  the  rescue  of  people  clinging  to 


The    Flood    at    the    corner   of    Fourth    and    Ludlow,    Grace    Church. 

roofs  and  trees.  The  president  of  the  factory  stood  hip 
deep  in  water  for  hours,  directing  the  work  of  the  boatmen. 
Boys  who  owned  canoes  did  valiant  service  in  taking  people 
from  upper  windows  to  places  of  safety.  Girls  stood  for 
hours  giving  out  supplies.  Women  who  had  sipped  their 
breakfast  coffee  in  serene  ignorance  that  anything  more 
momentous  than  ironing  day  was  ahead  of  them,  found 
themselves  a  few  hours  later,  feeding  half-drowned  babies 
or  identifying  bodies  brought  in  by  the  rescue  corps.  For 
four  whole  days,  men  worked  in  mud-soaked  garments,  for- 
getting their  own  discomfort  in  relieving  the  sufferings  of 


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others ;  not  a  few  of  these  obscure  heroes  died  later  from 
exposure. 

In  those  days  of  primitive  necessity,  Dayton  people  ac- 
quired a  new  point  of  view.  During  that  dreadful  week 
they  discovered  the  difference  between  essentials  and  non- 
essentials. Women  whose  souls  had  never  been  above 
housekeeping,  watched  the  yellow  flood  sweep  over  their 
best-loved  possessions  without  a  pang  because  what  they 
most  cared  for  just  then  was  to  know  of  the  safety  of  the 
husband  who  had  left  the  breakfast  table  two  hours  before. 
Men  saw  the  savings  of  a  lifetime  swept  away  without  com- 
plaint, so  thankful  were  they  that  wife  and  children  were 
above  high  water,  ^^'omen  worked  side  by  side  with  peo- 
ple they  never  would  have  met  socially,  and  found  out  how 
nice  they  were.  ]\Iillionaires  stood  in  the  bread  line  and 
made  a  joke  of  it. 

\\'hen  the  water  went  down,  what  work  for  city  au- 
thorities and  for  housekeepers !  The  torrent  which  had 
poured  through  our  streets  was  of  the  consistency  of  pea 
soup.  It  was  composed  of  the  washings  of  barnyards  and 
pigpens  from  up  the  river,  mixed  with  the  refuse  of  city 
alleys,  sewers  and  cess-pools,  the  contents  of  paint  and 
varnish  factories,  vats  of  glue  and  acid,  of  oil  mills  and 
garages.  This  detestable  soup,  boiled  and  mixed  by  the 
violence  of  the  current,  was  spread  over  the  Oriental  rugs 
and  parquet  floors  of  fine  houses,  over  cushions  in  the 
churches,  shelves  of  the  public  library,  the  displayed  stock 
in  department  stores,  and  into  the  well-kept  homes  of  work- 
ing people.  If  left  untouched  for  a  week  or  two,  the  de- 
posit hardened  into  a  sort  of  concrete  which  resisted  every 
implement  but  a  pickaxe. 

It  was  an  emergency  that  had  to  be  met  frankly  and 
bravely.  ]\Ien,  and  w^omen,  too,  who  had  scarcely  in  their 
lives  ever  held  a  tool,  went  to  ditch-excavating  in  their  own 
parlors.  Everybody  was  dirty,  for  there  was  no  water  to 
wash  in,  and  precious  little  to  drink.  Everybody  was  ap- 
pallingly  tired   and   went  to   sleep   wherever  he   dropped. 


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Everybody  was  thankful  for  butterless  bread  and  canned 
beans,  brought  by  the  Red  Cross  Society. 

First  with  boats,  and  later  with  supplies,  the  Federal 
Government  came  to  our  relief.  Dayton  was  put  under 
martial  law,  and  for  the  first  time  since  1863,  armed  sentries 


By  Order  of  Gov.  James  M.  Cox 

The  City  of  Dayton,  Ohio 

Has  been  placed  under 

Martial  Law 

By  his   orders    I    hereby  assume 
command  of  Troops  on  duty 

The  citizens  of  this  city  are  requested  to  be  of  service  to  the 
National  Guard  by  remaining  in  their  homes,  or  if  out  on  bus- 
iness, remain  as  far  away  from  the  flooded  district  as  possible. 
No  sight  seers  or  excursionists  will  be  allowed  to  disembark  in 
Dayton.  The  various  railroads  are  requested  to  assist  in  the 
enforcement  of  this  measure  by  refusing  the  sale  of  tickets  to 
others  than  those  having  the  most  urgent  business  in  the  City 
of  Dayton. 

The  strictest  sanitary  regulations  will  be  enforced  and  citi- 
zens are  requested  to  do  their  utmost  to  assist  in  this   regard. 

Violators  of  these  orders  will  be  promptly  arrested  and  con- 
fined until  such  time  as  they  can  be  tried  by  the  proper  Military 
Tribunal.  Thieves,  Looters,  and  Robbers  will  be  dealt  with 
summarily. 

By  Order  of 

Official  Chas.  X.  Zimmerman 

John  W.  Pattison  Colonel  Fifth  Infantry 

Chief  of  Staff  Commanding  Officer 


patrolled  her  streets.  Little  by  little  the  thoroughfares 
were  cleared  of  grand  pianos,  drowned  horses,  chicken- 
coops,  and  oil  paintings — the  varied  donations  of  the  Miami 
to  our  precincts — and  we  began  once  more  to  know  our- 
selves.    Military  orders  emptied  cellars  of  refuse  that  had 


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lain  untouched  for  years.  Never  was  there  a  more  drastic 
city  clean-up,  the  result  being  a  pointed  lesson  in  sanita- 
tion, for,  instead  of  the  Dayton  death  rate  going  up  as  a 
result  of  the  flood,  it  went  down ;  and  instead  of  the  spirits 
of  our  citizens  going  down  as  a  result  of  the  flood,  they 
went  up.  The  fatigue  and  depression  of  the  first  week  over, 
hopefulness  and  helpfulness  animated  all  alike.  While  the 
world  abroad  was  pitying  us,  we  were  never  for  one  minute 
sorry  for  ourselves.  The  work  was  too  pressing — we  were 
too  interested — and,  in  fact,  too  tired. 

Under  the  stimulus  of  the  feeling  aroused  by  the  dis- 
aster, and  some  three  months  later,  the  Flood  Prevention 
Fund  took  shape.  The  conviction  uppermost,  universal, 
was  that  such  a  calamity  must  never  strike  Dayton  again. 
At  a  meeting  held  May  seventeenth,  three  hundred  men 
were  appointed  to  secure  pledges.  Two  million  dollars  was 
the  sum  set  by  the  committee  as  necessary  for  the  future 
safety  of  the  city.  Two  millions  from  a  people  just  robbed 
of  over  a  hundred  million — was  it  not  an  amazing  propo- 
sition? However,  every  day's  progress  proved  that  the 
new  spirit  of  solidarity  was  not  a  myth,  but  a  practical  fact. 
One  of  the  dailies  printed  a  cut  of  a  man  and  his  family, 
grouped  shudderingly  in  the  darkness  under  a  roof,  watch- 
ing the  rise  of  the  waters  around  their  home.  It  rehearsed 
the  thoughts  in  his  mind  as  to  his  personal  duty  to  save  the 
city  from  a  repetition  of  such  disaster.  The  title  of  the 
picture  became  the  slogan  of  the  campaign, 

"Remember  the  promises  made  in  the  attic!" 

A  card  offered  for  signatures  to  contributors  read : 

"FOR  THE  LOVE  OF  DAYTON  and  as  a  Testimonial 
of  my  Devotion  and  Patriotism,  I  hereby  subscribe  the  sum 
of,"  etc.,  etc. 

Hour  by  hour  the  donations  poured  in.  Some  small 
amounts  were  larger,  as  reckoned  by  the  recording  angel, 
than  the  large  ones,  so  significant  were  they  of  self-sacrifice. 


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May  25  was  the  day  set  on  which  to  close  the  subscrip- 
tion lists.  The  pillared  facade  of  the  courthouse,  that  has 
looked  down  on  so  much  Dayton  history  in  its  day,  bore 
high  above  the  street,  a  giant  cash  register  on  which  to 
record  the  subscriptions.  And  down  on  the  street,  just  such 
a  crowd  as  in  1840  had  cheered  Harrison's  election,  as  in 
1896  had  rejoiced  over  our  centennial,  and  in  1909  greeted 
the  Wright  Brothers,  gathered  to  watch  the  figures  grow. 
By  six  o'clock  the  total  had  reached  one  million,  two  hun- 
dred dollars,  and  not  a  watcher  felt  he  could  afford  to  go 
home  to  supper.  Breathless  they  counted  the  dollars  click- 
ing into  view  and  the  mounting  total. 

It  is  not  annals  of  the  past  which  we  are  writing,  but 
comparatively  present  history ;  therefore,  no  need  to  record 
the  names  of  those  whose  generosity  finally  saved  Dayton. 
We  all  know  and  will  never  forget.  At  eight  o'clock  the 
cash  register  displayed  the  final  aggregate — two  million,  one 
hundred  and  fifty  thousand  dollars! 

The  enthusiasm  then  broke  loose  and  spread  to  the  far- 
thest ends  of  town.  Coming  on  top  of  such  scenes  of  terror, 
despair,  and  loss  which  we  had  just  been  through,  its  moral 
value  to  the  spirits  of  our  citizens  cannot  be  measured. 

That  night  a  telegram  was  sent  by  the  Citizens'  Relief 
Committee  to  Governor  Cox  at  Columbus.     It  read : 

"We  have  forgotten  that  we"  lost  one  hundred  millions  in 
property,  and  are  remembering  only  what  we  have  saved.  We 
are  building  a  bigger  and   a  safer   Dayton." 


Stillwater    River.      Photographed    by   John    Kabel. 


CHAPTER  XIX. 

1810—1915. 

Commercial  Dayton. 

Dayton  products  and  world  markets.  Shifting  of  business 
centers.  Change  in  the  nature  of  industries.  Present  variety  of 
products.  Meeting  new  demands.  Our  annual  output.  "The 
Center  of  Precision."     "If  it's  up  to   Dayton,  it's  up-to-date." 

Dayton  set  out  nearly  a  century  and  a  quarter  ago  to  be 
a  manufacturing  center,  and  so  she  still  continues  to  be, 
although  under  such  changed  conditions  as  the  early  mer- 
chants would  hardly  have  comprehended.  The  story  of  the 
development  of  a  city's  business  interests  might  be  consid- 
ered a  dull  chapter  except  to  those  profiting  from  them.  It 
should  not  be  so.  Finding  out  what  the  world  is  most  in 
need  of  and  supplying  it,  is  a  big  game.  Out  of  it  comes 
more  than  money,  if  undertaken  in  the  right  spirit  and  for 
legitimate  profit  only. 

The  key  to  distribution  is  transportation,  and  transpor- 
tation is,  of  course,  the  key  to  city  development.  As  each 
improvement  came  about,  bringing  more  direct  and  rapid 
communication  with  the  outer  world,  Dayton's  growth  re- 
sponded. As  early  as  1817  there  was  formed  in  our  city  an 
importing  and  exporting  company.  Trade  was  carried  on 
up  and  down  the  river.  Boats  going  north  transferred  their 
cargoes  overland  to  boats  on  the  Maumee. 

When  the  river  was  the  means  of  communication  and 
large  shipments  were  being  transferred  by  raft  or  flat-boat, 
then  the  head  of  Wilkinson  Street  was  the  theatre  of  all  the 
activity  in  Dayton,  and  the  corner  of  First  and  Main  the 
retail  business  center. 

When,  in  1829,  the  canal  was  opened  and  twenty  big 
boats  a  day  anchored  in  the  "Basin,"  it  was  East  Second 
Street,  at  the  landing,  that  became  the  scene  of  freight  traf- 


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fie,  and  general  trade  moved  in  that  direction.  From  1830 
to  1845,  the  center  of  retail  business  in  Dayton  was  situ- 
ated at  the  corner  of  Second  and  Jefferson.  The  firm  of 
Perrine,  Lytle,  and  Shaw  occupied  one  corner,  Henry  Per- 
rine  another,  and  James  Perrine  a  third.  Now  both  the 
river  bank  and  the  canal  basin  are  deserted,  and  only  in  the 
railroad  freight  houses  can  shifting  merchandise  be  found. 

It  was  the  railroad  that  drew  business  to  the  south.  Un- 
til the  old  "depot"  was  built  on  Ludlow  Street,  Fifth  and 
Fourth  were  lined  with  small  frame  houses;  Main  Street 
was,  for  a  long  time,  the  principal  residence  section,  the 
block  below  Fourth  being  occupied  as  late  as  the  Eighties 
with  large  private  homes.  As  business  invaded  Fifth  Street 
and  moved  north,  it  also  advanced  from  Second  southward, 
making  Third  and  Main  the  permanent  commercial  center 
of  Dayton. 

As  interesting  as  the  shifting  of  localities  is  to  note  the 
change  in  commodities,  manufactured  or  handled.  One  of 
the  earliest  undertakings  in  Dayton  was  the  manufacture 
of  silk.  Alulberry  trees  were  planted  in  large  quantities 
and  silk  worms  imported  to  feed  upon  them,  but  in  spite 
of  enthusiasm,  the  enterprise  never  prospered.  A  nail  fac- 
tory, long  since  abandoned,  was  in  active  operation  in  1818. 
Carpet  making  early  proved  a  profitable  industry.  When 
the  Swaynie  House,  on  East  Second  Street,  was  opened  in 
1837,  the  proprietor  pointed  with  pride  to  the  fact  that  every 
yard  of  carpet  on  its  floors  had  been  made  in  Dayton. 

Cooper's  cotton  factory  is  said  to  have  produced  three 
thousand  yards  of  cotton  goods  per  day  from  its  thirty 
looms.  Other  articles  of  former  manufacture  were  bar- 
rels, tubs,  buckets,  linen,  satinet,  hats,  rifles,  gun-barrels, 
clocks,  pianos,  trunks,  stoves,  agricultural  implements,  canal 
boats,  threshing  machines,  and  burr  mill-stones. 

Most  of  these  industries  have  been  abandoned.  In  1850, 
there  were  five  stoVe  foundries  where  now  there  is  but  one ; 
five  oil  mills,  producing  a  total  output  of  three  hundred  and 
forty  thousand  barrels  of  oil  a  year,  now  none;  fifteen  agri- 


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cultural  implement  manufacturies,  and  at  present  but  two; 
twenty-five  cooper  shops,  now  two ;  three  mills  for  the  mak- 
ing of  burr  mill-stones,  now  none.  Two  flour  mills  in  1916 
are  all  that  are  left  of  the  fifteen  existing  fifty  years  ago  in 
Dayton,  not  including  those  in  various  places  in  the  country. 
In  1850,  every  little  village  within  ten  miles  was  a  hive  of 
industry,  with  its  grist  mill,  its  distillery,  its  blacksmith 
shop  and  cooper  shop.  Little  York,  Harries  Station,  Union, 
Harshman,  Salem,  Harrisburg,  each  had  its  own  commercial 
life.  The  twenty  or  more  distilleries  in  Montgomery  County 
have  all  disappeared.  The  villages  themselves  have  little 
present  business  life  except  that  of  the  local  stores. 

Dayton  used  to  be  called  the  "Hartford  of  the  West" 
from  the  numerous  insurance  companies  organized  and  in 
operation  here.  The  former  twelve  fire  insurance  com- 
panies are  now  represented  by  two.  Insuring  is  done  almost 
exclusively  through  agencies. 

Moreover,  the  county  itself  has  ceased  to  produce  the 
commodities  it  once  did.  Where  are  the  sugar  camps  and 
the  sorghum  mills  of  the  Sixties?  Why  must  Dayton  get  its 
maple  syrup  from  Vermont,  its  bacon  from  Chicago,  and 
its  apples  from  Oregon? 

The  questions  remain  unanswered  but  the  situation  gives 
no  cause  for  depression.  Dayton  has  been  called  the  "City 
of  a  Thousand  Factories,"  and  those  chimneys  pointing  sky- 
ward give  proof  of  a  commercial  vitality  undreamed  of 
in  the  past.  We  have  changed,  and  through  change  we  have 
advanced. 

The  centralization  of  certain  industries,  the  change  in 
public  demand,  and  the  passing  of  new  laws  are  some  of 
the  causes  of  the  altered  conditions.  Under  modern  man- 
agement it  has  been  found  more  economical  and  efficient  to 
grind  corn,  press  oil,  extract  syrups  in  large  factories,  in 
the  cities.  Barrels,  tubs,  and  buckets  are  turned  out  by  ma- 
chinery in  double  the  quantity  and  half  the  time  required 
by  the  hand  worker.     Fifty  years  ago  whisky  was  the  ordi- 


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nary  beverage  of  most  men,  now  the  lessened  demand  has 
driven  out  many  distilleries. 

We  have,  at  present,  in  Dayton,  manufacturing  plants 
whose  output  consists  of  articles  undreamed  of  half  a  cen- 
tury ago.  Cash  registers,  computing  scales,  aeroplanes, 
automobiles,  automatic  starters,  suction  sweepers,  recording 
machines  make  a  list  that  would  fill  the  early  manufacturer 
with  amazement.  At  that  time  a  factory  built  on  fifty  feet 
of  frontage  and  which  boasted  three  stories  was  looked  upon 


Assembly    Room,    National    Cash    Register    Works. 

as  an  extraordinary  large  plant.  Now  we  have  The  Barney 
and  Smith  Car  Company  extending  nearly  a  mile  and  one- 
half  from  east  to  west,  the  National  Cash  Register  Com- 
pany's buildings  containing  thirty  acres  of  floor  space,  and 
others  that  nearly  approach  them. 

Among  our  greatest  assets  is  the  manufacture  of  tools 
and  tool  machinery.  Dayton  is  the  recognized  home  of 
automatic  machinery.  The  automatically  operated  electric 
signs  which  emblazon  the  evening  hours  in  the  streets  of 


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many  cities,  winking  their  messages  to  the  world,  are  prod- 
ucts of  Dayton  firms.  The  electric  advertising  bulletins, 
from  which  election  returns  are  flashed  from  the  tops  of 
buildings,  were  originally  produced  and  shown  in  Dayton. 
It  is  the  first  instance  of  a  sign  operated  from  a  keyboard, 
like  that  of  a  typewriter,  permitting  the  wording  to  be 
changed  as  often  and  as  rapidly  as  possible. 

In  commercial  circles  Dayton  is  spoken  of  as  the  "Cen- 
ter of  Precision,"'  a  term  which  refers  to  the  fine  mechan- 


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The    Domestic    Engineering    Company    building   at   night. 

ism,  close  measurement,  and  minute  calculation  involved  in 
the  manufacture  of  much  of  its  intricate  enginery.  In  the 
mechanism  of  the  cash  register,  the  fare  register,  the  com- 
puting scale,  and  the  various  contrivances  put  out  by  the 
Dayton  Engineering  Laboratory  Company  and  the  Domestic 
Engineering  Company  a  variation  of  one-half  of  one-thou- 
sandth of  an  inch  makes  the  difference  between  perfection 
and  imperfection  in  the  article  produced. 

A  brief  description  of  but  a  few  among  the  present  in- 
dustries in  Dayton  will  establish  our  manufacturing  su- 
premacy.   The  National  Cash  Register  Company  has  a  cap- 


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ital  of  nine  million  dollars  of  common  stock,  and  one  mil- 
lion of  preferred  stock ;  a  making  and  selling  force  number- 
ing 7,534,  and  with  American  sales  alone  amounting  in  1914 
to  $12,438,000.  The  Barney  and  Smith  Car  Company  em- 
ploys four  thousand  workers  with  an  annual  output  of 
seven  hundred  and  twenty  high  grade  pullmans  and  diners, 
and  twelve  thousand  freight  cars,  the  equivalent  of  a  train 


Dogwood  blossoms  at   Hills   and   Dales. 
Photographed  by   Wm.    B.   Werthner. 

one  hundred  miles  long.  The  Davis  Sewing  Machine  Com- 
pany has  a  daily  capacity  of  six  hundred  and  fifty  bicycles, 
six  hundred  sewing  machines,  twenty  motorcycles — more 
than  enough  to  supply  every  man,  woman,  and  child  in  Day- 
ton with  a  sewing  machine  and  a  bicycle  each  year. 


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The  Ohio  Rake  Company  produces  every  day  an  average 
of  fifty  hay  rakes,  fifty  loaders,  and  seventy-five  to  one  hun- 
dred disc  harrows.  The  Dayton  Malleable  Iron  Works  em- 
ploys fifteen  hundred  men,  who  handle  thirty  thousand  tons 
of  ore  a  year,  a  mass  which,  if  placed  in  one  pile,  would 
weigh  three  times  as  much  as  all  the  inhabitants  in  Dayton. 
The  Dayton  Engineering  Laboratories  Company,  familiarly 
known  as  the  "Delco,"  manufactures  one  hundred  and 
twenty-five  thousand  electric  lighting  and  starting  systems 
during  the  year,  which  go  to  the  equipment  of  as  many 
automobiles  in  other  cities. 

These  products  are  to  be  found  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 
Cash  registers  have  been  sold  as  far  north  as  Hammerfest, 
Norway,  and  as  far  south  as  the  uttermost  end  of  Chili. 
No  wonder  people  say  that  the  sun  never  sets  on  Dayton- 
made  products. 

We  may  imagine  taking  an  extended  trip  through  the 
country.  In  our  travels  we  ride  in  a  beautifully-fitted-up 
coach  or  sleeper  made  in  Dayton.  In  the  first  city  reached 
we  discover  in  a  Dayton-made  street  car,  a  Dayton-made 
heater  and  a  Dayton-made  fare  register.  At  the  hotel  we 
are  served  by  waiters  in  white  duck  garments  made  in  Day- 
ton, and  they  bring  us  crackers  baked  in  Dayton  ovens.  In 
every  store  of  any  city  will  be  found  cash  registers  and  price- 
ticket  machines  for  the  accurate  handling  of  money,  and  on 
their  shelves  familiar  packages  such  as  paints,  varnish,  cof- 
fee, spices,  soaps,  toys,  books,  music,  chewing  gum,  cigars, 
extracts,  and  hardware — all  originating  in  Dayton.  In  their 
display  rooms  we  find  Dayton-made  sewing  machines, 
sweepers,  electrical  fixtures,  automobile  accessories,  chairs, 
office  furniture,  furnaces,  and  water  heaters. 

In  another  city,  we  ride  from  the  station  in  a  Dayton 
automobile,  passing  on  the  way,  trucks  equipped  with  tires 
from  home,  ornamental  street  lamps,  bicycles  and  signs  from 
Dayton.  Children  eat  ice  cream  from  cones  that  are  made 
at  the  rate  of  a  million  a^day  in  our  factories. 


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In  the  next  city,  busy  printing  shops  use  our  book- 
binding machinery  and  paper  cutters ;  boilers  and  steam  and 
gas  engines  bear  familiar  name  plates,  while  workmen  are 
busy  lifting  a  building  with  Dayton  jacks. 

On  Sunday  we  are  likely  to  listen  to  music  composed  and 
published  here,  and  on  Monday  we  play  golf  with  sticks 
made  by  a  Dayton  firm.  Shoe  factories  in  New  England 
towns  would  close  down  if  it  were  not  for  lasts  made  in 
Dayton.  Eight  millions  of  stamped  envelopes  of  Dayton- 
made  paper  are  used  every  day  in  our  States  and  the  island 
possessions. 

There  are  not  a  few  reasons  why  Dayton  finds  it  easy 
to  supply  so  many  commodities  used  by  the  world  at  large. 
In  the  first  place,  we  are  near  the  coal  and  iron  supply. 
]\Ioreover,  we  have  cheap  gas  and  electric  current,  unex- 
celled railroad  facilities,  abundance  of  skilled  labor,  good 
climate,  inventive  geniuses,  ready  capital,  and  a  well-earned 
reputation  behind  us. 

We  should  also  know  something  of  the  extent  of  our 
industrial  interests.  Last  year  we  shipped  over  ninety-two 
million  dollars'  worth  of  our  products,  and  our  factory  pay- 
rolls amounted  to  thirty-two  million  dollars. 

In  1916,  our  postoffice  receipts  totaled  $762,464,  while 
our  customs  receipts  reached  sixty-three  thousand  dollars. 
Taxes  are  paid  on  property  valued  at  $166,831,200,  which 
yields  over  two  and  one-quarter  millions  of  dollars  annually. 

Few  cities  have  so  varied  an  assortment  from  their  fac- 
tories. Our  skilled  mechanics  are  capable  of  turning  out  a 
wonderful  variety  of  articles  requiring  accuracy,  finish,  and 
quality  of  construction ;  thus  we  are  not  dependent  upon  a 
restricted  line  which  may  temporarily  become  a  drug  on 
the  market,  throwing  workmen  out  of  employment. 

While  Dayton  is  called  a  manufacturing  city,  its  com- 
mercial prosperity  is  not  due  to  that  alone.  It  is  the  pubH- 
cation  center  of  several  religious  denominations;  here  are 
located  the  State  and  National  headquarters  of  various 
church  and  fraternal  organizations,  while  its  railroad  and 


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hotel   facilities  make  it  a  popular  point   for  conventions, 
bringing  thousands  of  people  here  annually. 

Our  products,  our  industrial  leaders,  our  attractive  homes 
and  streets,  our  valleys  and  hills  and  curving  river,  our 
ability  to  overcome  quickly  the  effects  of  a  great  calamity, 
and  last,  our  successful  municipal  government,  have  adver- 
tised us  to  the  world  as  few  cities  of  any  size  have  been. 


A   Drive    in   Hills   and   Dales. 


All  this  is  not  "luck."  Success  seldom  comes  by  chances. 
Dayton's  present  standing  did  not  come  by  either.  "Booms'' 
have  not  contributed  to  it.  There  has  been  a  steady,  whole- 
some growth,  fostered  always  by  the  far-seeing  instincts  of 


Commercial  Dayton  219 

our  plain  business  men  who  have,  through  these  long-  years, 
led  our  city  out  of  perplexities  of  pioneer  hardship  into  a 
permanent  place  in  the  nation. 

Such  has  been  the  service  to  Dayton  of  the  men  who, 
not  by  any  means  always  sure  of  returns,  have  risked  their 
money  in  railroads  and  other  transportation  facilities,  have 
inspired  civic  improvements,  and  who  have  combined  in  a 
legitimate  way  the  promotion  of  public  utilities  and  the 
making  of  an  honest  living. 

It  must  be  remembered  that  every  man  who  stands  for 
city  or  State  improvements  has  a  little  war  of  his  own  on 
his  hands.  Dayton  is  not  the  only  city  in  which  progress  has 
been  combatted  at  one  time  or  another  by  lack  of  imagina- 
tion and  foresight  on  the  part  of  some  of  its  citizens.  The 
people,  who,  in  1815,  were  sure  we  would  never  need  a 
stage  route  between  Dayton  and  Cincinnati,  were  followed 
by  the  people  in  1825  who  considered  the  canal  to  be  a  ruin- 
ous extravagance,  and  they,  in  turn,  by  those  in  1830  who 
inquired  why  in  the  world  Dayton  needed  a  railroad.  In 
1870  there  were  others  of  the  same  ilk  who  exclaimed,  "No 
use  saddling  the  tax-payers  with  fancy  things  like  sewers 
and  street  paving."  And  there  are  perhaps,  alas,  boys  in 
the  school-rooms  of  this  very  day  who,  when  they  are  men, 
will  get  off  the  time-honored  saw,  "What  was  good  enough 
for  my  father  is  good  enough  for  me." 

So,  all  honor  to  the  makers  of  Dayton,  both  past  and 
present,  who  have  accomplished  their  task  in  spite  of,  not 
only  natural  difficulties,  but  the  opposition  of  ignorance 
and  apathy. 

Those  who  are  in  a  position  to  know,  predict  for  our  city 
a  future  industrial  development  which  will  surpass  all  that 
has  gone  before.  They  point  to  recent  inventions  in  me- 
chanics, to  new  applications  of  electricity,  to  the  building  of 
larger  factories  and  the  importation  of  expert  workers.  Be 
that  as  it  may,  the  most  promising  element  of  our  civic 
future  lies,  in  the  opinion  of  the  writer,  not  in  banks,  rail- 
roads, or  factories,  not  in  scientific  efficiency,  but  in  the 


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plain  fact  that  we  possess  in  Dayton  so  many  business  men 
with  a  vision. 

There  have  been  times  when  some  of  us  were  afraid 
of   our   own    prosperity,    have    felt   that    a    manufacturing 


Dayton    View    Bridge. 

city  was  only  too  apt  to  fall  into  a  crass  commercialism, 
and  found  ourselves,  in  consequence,  envying  the  high  ideal- 
ism which  flourishes  in  college  centers.  But  we  need  give 
ourselves   small   uneasiness.      There   is   an   idealism   which 


Commercial  Dayton  221 

never  reaches  farther  than  professors'  desks,  and  an  idealism 
which  finds  its  best  expression  chiefly  in  the  hands  of  men  of 
aft'airs.  This  kind  we  believe  we  have  in  Dayton.  There 
are  manufacturers  in  our  midst  to  whom  the  welfare  of 
their  w^orkers  is  of  equal  concern  with  the  products  from 
their  machines ;  merchants  whose  dream  of  Dayton's  future 
might  belong  to  a  poet ;  capitalists  who,  while  they  acquire 
wealth  with  one  hand,  generously  distribute  with  the  other. 

The  saying  that  "an  employer  owes  more  to  his  em- 
ployes than  mere  wages,''  originated  with  the  president*  of 
the  National  Cash  Register  Company, — a  pioneer  in  indus- 
trial welfare  w^ork.  The  widespread  movement  toward  fac- 
tory rest  and  recreation  rooms,  noon  lunches,  baths,  outing 
parks,  and  educational  classes  began  right  here,  in  Dayton 
in  the  big  factory  south  of  town.  And  wherever  vacant  lot 
gardens  are  instituted,  reference  is  always  made  to  those 
fruitful  and  blooming  acres  surrounding  the  factory  build- 
ings— the  first  neighborhood  gardens  in  the  United  States — 
which  are  cultivated  by  the  boys  of  South  Park  and  en- 
couraged and  promoted  by  the  man  who  himself  began  life 
on  a  farm. 

And  when,  in  the  vigorous  attempts  of  this  valley  to 
recover  itself  after  the  disaster  of  1913,  and  the  conservancy 
plans  against  future  floods  were  formulated,  it  was  another 
business  man,  the  presidentt  of  the  "Delco,"  who  voluntarily 
assumed  a  leadership  no  one  else  wanted.  As  chairman  of 
both  the  Flood  Prevention  Committee  and  of  the  State  Con- 
servancy Board  he  met  the  attacks  of  the  obstructionists 
who  carried  their  concerted  opposition  from  one  court  to 
another,  appealing  always  to  the  self-interest  of  their  con- 
stituents and  maintained  as  his  goal  the  ultimate  safety  of 
the  whole  district.  He  spent  days  and  weeks  of  unremuner- 
ated  time,  thousands  of  dollars,  tramped  miles  in  the  mud 
of  the  Miami  Valley  to  assure  himself  at  first  hand  of  the 
efificacy  of  the  proposed  engineering  methods.  And  when 
final  success  is  assured  and  the  Miami  River  and  its  tribu- 
taries forever  kept  within  proper  bounds,  the  credit  will  be- 

*.Tohn   H.    Patterson, 
f  Edward  A.   Deeds. 


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long,  not  only  to  the  engineering  force  who  did  the  actual 
work,  but  also  to  the  man  whose  faith  and  energy  kept  the 
plan  alive. 

A    hopeful    indication    of    our    future    is    that    we    are 
conscious  of  so  many  things  yet  to  be  done.    Like  St.  Paul. 


The    Conservancy    Building,    presented    to    the    Conservancy    District 
l5y    E.    A.    Deeds. 

we  have  not  "attained,"  but  are  still  "pressing  on."  And  in- 
dustrial development  may  go  on  and  bring  no  alarm  to  the 
idealist  if,  with  the  improvement  of  electrical  devices  we 
simplify  life;  if  the  acreage  of  boys'  gardens  keeps  up  with 
the  acreage  of  factory  sites;  if  schools  and  churches  mul- 
tiply in  the  proper  ratio  to  our  alien  population,  and  if 
branch  libraries,  milk  stations,  and  playgrounds  follow  the 
rapid  extension  of  our  streets. 


CHAPTER  XX. 

1915. 

Our  New  City  Government. 

Lessons  learned  from  the  flood.  The  old  way  and  the  new. 
City  government  the  larger  housekeeping.  The  new  charter. 
The  budget.    Buying  health  and  happiness.    Will  we  work  it  out? 


If  the  story  of  Dayton  in  the  past  is  an  interesting  one, 
that  of  Dayton  in  the  present  should  prove  doubly  so ;  for, 
while  the  narrative  of  events,  which  happened  many  years 
ago  concerns  us  indirectly,  that  which  belongs  to  the  present 
is  a  matter  of  vital  importance  to  all. 

What  we  succeed  in  making  of  our  individual  selves 
depends,  not  only  upon  the  homes  in  which  we  are  brought 
up,  but  no  less  upon  the  city  conditions  which  surround  us, 
and  city  conditions  depend  primarily  upon  city  government. 

During  the  last  ten  or  twenty  years,  public  opinion  every- 
where in  the  United  States  has  been  waking  up  to  the  fact 
that  because  the  greater  part  of  our  people  now  Hve  in 
cities  instead  of,  as  formerly,  in  the  country,  new  problems 
have  arisen  such  as  proper  housing,  sanitation,  transporta- 
tion, and  recreation.  And  moreover,  many  of  the  problems 
are  just  those  which  present  themselves  in  the  care  of  a  fam- 
ily of  children.  A  home,  it  is  universally  agreed,  should  be 
carried  on  for  the  good,  not  of  one  or  two  of  the  family 
merely,  but  of  all.  A  good  home  is  one  in  which  every 
member  has  the  best  chance  to  grow  up  well  and  happy,  and 
able  to  bear  a  useful  part  in  the  world's  work.  What  is 
true  of  the  family  home  is  true  of  the  city  home. 

This  subject  of  good  city  government  has  been  for  some 
years  under  discussion  in  many  of  our  great  universities  as 
well  as  among  leaders  in  all  political  parties,  teachers, 
preachers,  social  workers,  and  good  men  and  women  every- 

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where.  One  of  the  foremost  students  and  authorities*  on 
municipal  progress  has  pointed  out  the  fact  of  the  wide- 
spread dissatisfaction  with  the  management  of  our  cities 
and  the  reason  for  it.  The  fathers,  he  tells  us,  made  no 
provision  for  city  government;  their  plans  were  designed 
for  the  Nation.  They  did  not  perceive  that  the  Federal 
System,  with  its  State  representation,  its  two  bodies  of  Con- 


Union    Station. 

gress,  and  the  checking  power  of  the  President's  veto,  while 
an  efficient  working  basis  for  the  control  of  national  affairs, 
was  quite  unsuitable  for  a  city. 

Under  such  management,  it  came  about  that  the  city 
business  was  carried  on,  not  on  a  basis  of  efficiency,  but  as 
a  matter  of  political  reward.  The  adage,  "To  the  victors 
belong  the  spoils"  was  the  rule  of  public  life.  The  dom- 
inant party  held  the  offices  and  when  an  election  brought  the 


Zueblin,    "American    Municipal    Progress,''  p.   376. 


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225 


opposing  party  into  power,  the  former  officials,  no  matter 
how  efficient,  were  removed  to  make  place  for  members  of 
the  victorious  party.  These  things  were  done  by  both 
Democrats  and  Republicans,  in  all  cities,  and  have  be- 
come matters  of  common  knowledge.  Bryce  wrote  in 
1888,  "There  is  no  use  denying  that  the  government  of  cities 
is  the  one  conspicuous  failure  in  the  United  States."* 


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Stivers    High    School. 

Now  no  one  employs  a  doctor  because  he  is  of  the  same 
political  faith  as  his  patient,  but  because  he  understands 
medicine;  no  one  takes  milk  of  a  milkman  because  he  is  a 
Republican  or  a  Democrat,  but  because  he  sells  pure  milk; 
no  manufacturer  puts  a  general  manager  at  the  head  of  his 
works  according  to  party  principles,  but  because  he  pos- 
sesses the  ability  to  get  results.  At  the  primaries,  in  the 
old  days,  it  was  never  asked  of  a  candidate,  "Does  he  know 


'American   Commonwealth, 


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how  to  be  a  good  mayor?"  or,  "Has  he  made  a  study  of 
street  paving  or  cleaning?"  or  "Will  he  give  us  the  worth  of 
the  taxes  we  pay?"  but  only,  "Has  he  always  been  a  good 
party  man?" 

The  defects  of  city  government  in  the  past  were  not  only 
those  of  spirit,  but  of  organization.  A  City  Council,  under 
the  former  plan,  offered  only  too  much  opportunity  for  the 
manifestation  of  inefficiency  and  self-interest.  Each  ward 
elected  its  own  Councilman  and  in  turn  that  Councilman 
was  expected  to  look  after  the  good  of  his  own  district,  if 
even  at  the  expense  of  the  rest  of  the  city.  An  official  with 
the  best  intentions  of  serving  the  community  as  a  whole, 
found  himself  caught  in  a  maze  of  red-tapery  where  busi- 


Government    Building.      Postoffice   and    Custom    House. 

ness  was  buried  in  committees,  where  votes  were  traded, 
and  where,  worst  of  all,  there  was  no  recognition  on  the 
part  of  the  public  for  work  well  done.  Such  a  Councilman 
early  recognized  that  his  only  resource  was  to  accept  and 
become  a  part  of  the  system,  as  he  found  it,  cumbersome, 
inefficient,  and  extravagant  as  it  was. 

Another  vital  defect  of  the  old  system  was  that  the  sal- 
aries paid  never  commanded  expert  service.  The  head  of 
a  great  corporation  knows  that  if  he  wants  returns  on  his 
investment  he  must  employ  only  men  who  are  thoroughly 


Our  New  City  Government  227 

trained  in  his  particular  business,  and  such  men  cannot  be 
had  for  nothing.  But  the  city  offered  its  servants  so  little 
that  it  could  command  only  three  kinds  of  men:  (1)  Those 
who  were  clever  and  public-spirited  and  rich  enough  to 
work  for  the  love  of  it  (and  such  men  are  rare  in  any  com- 
munity) ;  (2)  those  who  would  accept  the  small  salary, 
sure  that  they  could  increase  it  by  accepting  gifts  from  those 
interested  in  getting  bills  passed  for  private  gain;  or,  (3) 
men  who  were  honest  and  meant  well,  but  whose  capacities 
were  as  low  as  the  salary. 

Under  these  circumstances  there  was  constant  tempta- 
tion before  public  officials  to  use  their  offices  for  selfish 
instead  of  public  ends;  to  allow  contractors  to  make  more 
money  out  of  public  works  than  they  were  entitled  to ;  to 
vote  for  measures  not  because  they  were  necessary,  but  to 
please  some  friend  who  had  done  them  a  good  turn;  in 
short,  to  serve  themselves  or  their  party  first,  and  the  city 
last.  The  Federal  plan,  as  a  city  institution,  was  a  failure. 
It  remained  to  fall  back  upon  the  principle  which  governs  a 
family,  namely,  the  affection  and  loyalty  of  its  members  to 
the  home  and  to  each  other. 

The  conditions  above  described  were  not  peculiar  to 
Dayton,  but  prevailed  everywhere  in  the  United  States,  and 
in  some  cities  have  not  yet  disappeared.  When  public  opin- 
ion, however,  was  really  aroused,  the  cry  for  relief  was  uni- 
versal. Attempts  for  betterment  from  many  different  angles 
of  the  question  have  arisen,  starting  movements  such  as  the 
nation-wide  civil  service  propaganda,  the  municipal  re- 
search bureaus,  the  various  forms  of  commission  govern- 
mient,  and  the  civic  improvement  societies. 

This  wave  of  aroused  public  sentiment  at  last,  as  a  mat- 
ter of  course,  reached  Dayton.  Our  local  patriotism,  pricked 
into  activity,  voiced  a  cry  for  a  change,  backed  by  a  very 
sincere  purpose  to  get  it. 

The  first  imperative  step  was  to  change  the  law  control- 
ling the  government  of  cities,  and  on  September  3,  1912,  an 
amendment  to  the  State  Constitution  was  adopted,  providing 


Our  Nezv  City  Government  229 

for  what  is  known  as  "Home  Rule  for  Cities."  This  amend- 
ment allowed  any  city,  upon  demand  of  its  citizens,  a  special 
election  to  provide  itself  with  a  charter. 

Upon  the  adoption  of  this  amendment,  the  Dayton  Bu- 
reau of  ^Municipal  Research  and  the  Dayton  Chamber  of 
Commerce  took  the  first  step  toward  establishing  the  pro- 
visions of  the  new  law,  the  last-named  organization  appoint- 
ing a  committee  of  five  leading  business  men  to  investigate 
the  various  forms  of  city  rule  operating  in  the  United 
States,  especially  that  called  "Government  by  Commission." 
After  months  of  careful  investigation  sufficient  information 
had  been  gathered  to  make  a  report  in  which  it  was  recom- 
mended that  the  City  Council  be  asked  to  set  a  date  for  a 
special  election  to  choose  a  Charter  Commission. 

This  election  was  therefore  held  on  May  20,  1913,  and 
fifteen  representative  business  men  selected  as  candidates  by 
the  Citizens'  Committee.  Moreover,  the  committee  stood 
for,  not  the  Commission  Plan,  as  practiced  in  several  hun- 
dred progressive  cities  of  the  United  States,  but  for  an  im- 
provement upon  it,  known  as  the  "Commission-Manager 
Plan,"  or,  as  it  has  since  been  called,  "The  Dayton  Plan." 
P>ecause  of  its  novel  features  and  its  advantage  over  the 
commission  plan  as  well  as  over  the  old  political  regime,  the 
election  which  was  to  decide  it  was  awaited  with  interest 
all  over  the  country. 

Of  course,  there  was  opposition  right  here  at  home. 
Those  called  "conservatives"  who  never  want  to  see  changes 
in  anything,  were  active  with  all  sorts  of  objections.  Ac- 
customed to  the  old  way,  they  were  doubtful  of  such  a 
radical  departure.  Especially  were  the  professional  poli- 
ticians against  a  form  of  government  which  would  forever 
put  an  end  to  their  particular  kind  of  activities.  Opposing 
candidates  were  nominated  and  we  found  ourselves  with 
two  issues  on  our  hands,  one  for  the  Commission-Manager 
plan  and  the  other  for  the  old  order  of  things. 

Then  something  happened  which  neither  side  foresaw, 
and  which,  suddenly  and  eflfectually,  changed  the  situation. 


230 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


When,  on  March  23,  1913,  that  raging,  yellow  torrent  swept 
over  our  streets,  reducing  life  to  its  primitive  necessities, 
and  especially  after  it  was  over,  and  Dayton,  under  martial 
law,  was  weakly  lifting  her  head  to  the  future,  her  citizens 
saw  clearly  that  the  one  thing  which  counted,  whether  in 
routine  or  in  emergencies,  was  business  efficiency,  the  "know 


how. 


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Government 


Never  was  better  proof  offered  of  the  superiority  of  the 
trained  and  organized  worker  than  the  way  in  which  our 


Our  A^ew  City  Government  231 

city  was  helped  on  to  its  feet  after  that  appalHiig  catas- 
trophe. Aloreover,  the  experience  gave  men  and  women 
new  visions  of  civic  needs  and  their  own  personal  responsi- 
bilities. Possibilities  opened  up,  prejudices  were  forgotten, 
and  the  people  as  a  whole  began  to  talk  and  plan  for  what 
seemed  best  for  Dayton.  During  the  strenuous  days  under 
martial  law  the  people  saw  things  done  promptly,  effectively, 
and  efficiently ;  those  who  had  never  thought  about  it  be- 
fore, saw  in  a  flash  that  the  way  in  which  things  were  man- 
aged right  after  the  flood  was  the  way  it  ought  to  be  man- 
aged all  the  time. 

Is  it  any  wonder  that  the  question  was  repeatedly  asked, 
"Why  not  turn  this  new  experience  into  a  lasting  blessing 
to  Dayton?'' 

As  a  result  of  this  crystallized  public  opinion,  the  orig- 
inal committee  of  five  called  to  their  assistance  other  public- 
spirited  men  until  the  number  reached  three  hundred  and 
fifty,  all  pledged  to  promote  the  new  plan.  Election  day  ar- 
rived, and  with  it  a  victory  for  the  citizens'  ticket.  The 
Charter  Commissioners  proceeded  at  once  to  prepare  the 
best  charter  ever  proposed  for  a  city.  Weeks  of  careful 
study  were  spent  upon  its  features,  and  when  August 
twelfth  saw  it  placed  before  the  people,  it  was  approved  by 
a  vote  of  nearly  two  to  one. 

The  charter  provided  for  the  election  of  five  commis- 
sioners at  large  on  a  non-partisan  ticket,  these  men  to  serve 
in  the  same  capacity  as  the  directors  of  a  large  industrial 
concern.  They  were  to  be  selected  solely  on  the  grounds 
of  fitness  for  the  office,  regardless  of  the  party  to  which 
they  belonged.  These  provisions  were  carried  out  at  an  elec- 
tion held  November  4,  1913,  and  that  commissioner  having 
the  largest  number  of  votes  became,  according  to  the  terms 
of  the  charter,  the  mayor. 

On  Januars'  1,  1914,  the  new  charter  went  into  operation 
and  the  first  act  of  the  commissioners  was  to  appoint 
Henry  M.  Waite  as  the  first  city  manager.  The  plan  of  the 
charter  provides  that  while  all  administrative  duties  shall  be 


Our  Nexv  City  Government  233 

carried  out  by  officers  responsible  to  the  manager,  the  man- 
ager himself  is  responsible  to  the  commissioners. 

Thus  the  citizens  of  Dayton  correspond  to  the  sharehold- 
ers of  a  corporation,  the  commissioners  to  the  Board  of 
Directors,  and  the  city  manager  to  the  general  manager. 

Under  the  city  manager  are  four  administrative  depart- 
ments :  LAW,  PUBLIC  SERVICE,  FINANCE,  and  PUB- 
LIC \\'ELFARE,  with  a  director  at  the  head  of  each,  ap- 
pointed by  the  city  manager  and  confirmed  by  the  commis- 
sioners. No  account  is  taken  of  politics  and  no  one  knows 
how  any  man  votes.  If  the  appointee  is  not  competent  he 
is  discharged  the  same  as  if  he  was  in  the  employ  of  a  big 
business,  as  indeed  he  is. 

The  Department  of  Lazv  advises  on  all  matters  of  law, 
draws  up  ordinances,  prosecutes  all  suits  brought  by  the 
city,  defends  the  city  in  all  suits  brought  against  it,  and  in 
every  wav  acts  as  a  counsel  does  for  a  corporation  or  an 
individual.  It  settles  many  questions  without  taking  them 
into  court,  such  as  family  troubles,  neighborhood  quarrels, 
and  disputes  about  rent.  It  conducts  a  campaign  against 
loan  sharks,  fraudulent  advertising,  and  mail-order  frauds. 

The  Department  of  Pithlic  Service  has  supervision  over 
all  lands  and  buildings  belonging  to  the  city,  of  its  streets, 
bridges,  sewers,  levees,  street  lighting,  water  supply,  garbage 
removal,  ash  and  rubbish  removal,  the  dog  pound,  city  motor 
vehicles,  and  the  city  garage.  All  the  engineering  work  of 
the  city  is  under  the  control  of  this  department. 

The  Department  of  Safety  embraces  the  Police  and  Fire 
departments,  inspects  buildings,  polices  the  rivers,  and  man- 
ages the  life-saving  apparatus.  It  enforces  the  building 
code,  supervises  construction,  and  insures  general  protection 
of  life  and  health  in  the  city  of  Dayton.  The  City  Sealer 
is  attached  to  this  department. 

The  Department  of  Finance  is  the  bookkeeping  part  of 
our  city  government,  and  is  as  important  as  the  same  de- 
partment in  any  large  business.  It  is  responsible  for  the 
city's  money.    It  keeps  account  of  all  the  property  owned  by 


On)'  Nezv  City  Government  235 

the  city,  makes  out  the  yearly  budget,  receives  the  taxes, 
enforces  the  ordinances  by  which  peddlers,  junk  dealers, 
bill  posters,  and  others  must  pay  a  license,  maintains  a  bal- 
ance in  the  bank  from  which  to  purchase  city  supplies,  and 
keeps  the  city  expenditures  down  to  as  low  a  figure  as  pos- 
sible consistent  with  good  results.  With  the  help  of  the 
Research  Bureau,  a  fine  accounting  system  has  been  in- 
stalled, which  insures  the  utmost  order  and  efiiciency  in  the 
handling  of  funds  with  an  open  balance  sheet,  revealing 
the  city's  assets  and  liabilities  at  any  given  time. 

The  Department  of  Public  Welfare  looks  after  the  health 
recreation,  and  general  welfare  of  the  city.  It  enforces  or- 
dinances against  unsanitary  dwellings,  requires  owners  to 
clean  up  back  yards,  alleys  and  vacant  lots,  to  cut  weeds, 
trim  trees,  and  keep  sanitarv^  premises.  It  maintains  a  sys- 
tem of  public  recreation  centers  equipped  with  swings,  pools, 
baseball  diamonds  and  tennis  courts,  where  children  and 
young  people  may  play,  exercise,  bathe,  wade,  dance,  and 
swim.  Municipal  neighborhood  centers  have  been  estab- 
lished where  properly  guided  social  gatherings  may  be  held. 
The  use  of  vacant  city  lots  for  gardening  is  encouraged. 
Twenty-eight  playgrounds  are  in  operation,  in  which  thou- 
sands of  children  enjoy  themselves  each  week. 

It  furnishes  through  a  free  legal  aid  bureau,  advice  to 
those  who  cannot  afiford  to  employ  an  attorney. 

It  includes  the  Department  of  Health,  with  a  director  in 
charge,  who  maintains  a  service  of  food  inspection  for 
dairies,  bakeries,  markets,  and  slaughter-houses. 

It  provides  for  the  first  time  in  Dayton's  history,  for  a 
full-time  health  officer,  conducts  three  baby  clinics  and  one 
general  clinic  each  week,  and  a  baby-saving  campaign  dur- 
ing the  summer  months.  It  maintains  a  pure  milk  service. 
A  corps  of  fifteen  district  nurses  is  kept  to  attend  families 
of  limited  means  where  there  is  illness,  instructing  them 
how  to  care  for  their  sick,  and  how  to  keep  well.  It  has 
established  a  municipal  lodging-house  to  give  a  night's 
shelter  to  those  without  a  roof.     In  these  and  other  ways, 


236 


The  Story  of  Dayton 


the  Department  of  Health  looks  after  the  comfort  and  wel- 
fare of  the  people  of  Dayton. 

This,  in  brief,  is  the  system  under  which  Dayton  is 
governed  at  the  present  time. 

How  and  why  is  it  better  than  the  old? 

There  are  two  fundamental  differences  which  make  the 
new  form  of  city  management  better  than  the  old,  and  also 
better  than  the  plain   commission    form,   which   has  lately 


Swimming    Pool   at    Bomberger    Park. 

been  adopted  by  about  three  hundred  cities  in  the  United 
States. 

Under  the  old  city  government,  each  Councilman  looked 
after  the  good  of  his  own  ward,  even  if  at  the  expense  of 
the  rest  of  the  city.  Under  the  present  form,  all  the  voters 
at  an  election  vote  for  all  the  commissioners,  therefore  each 
is  expected  to  have  at  heart  the  interests  of  all  the  people. 
The  same  fault  is  to  be  found  with  the  "Commission  Form" 
in  that  each  commissioner  having  charge  of  a  department  of 


Our  New  City  Government 


237 


the  city  works,  may  be  tempted  to  fight  for  the  interests  of 
his  own  department,  and  forget  the  importance  of  the  others. 
But  in  Dayton  we  have,  not  the  "Commission  Plan,"  but 
the  "Commission-^NIanager  Plan,"  which  places  the  adminis- 
tration of  all  the  departments  in  the  hands  of  one  man — 
the  City  Manager.  He  is  solely  and  entirely  responsible, 
and  complainants  no  longer  find  necessary  measures  buried 
in  committees  or  abuses  referred  to  one  man  after  another 
until  lost  in  a  maze  of  divided  responsibility. 


Boys"    Gardens   on   Hunter   Avenue. 

Another  advantage  in  the  new  form  of  government  is 
that  the  makers  of  the  laws  do  not  administer  them.  The 
law-making  department  and  the  administrative  department 
are  separate  and  distinct;  one  tends  to  hold  in  check  the 
other. 

As  to  the  improvement  in  detail  of  the  present  govern- 
ment over  the  past,  a  few  instances  will  impress  the  truth 
of  the  claim. 


238  The  Story  of  Dayton 

Much  has  been  done  for  the  pubHc  health.  A  mother 
may  bring  her  sick  baby  to  the  pnbhc  chnic,  where  it  will 
have  scientific  attention  and  she  herself  advised  about  the 
care  of  it.  From  time  to  time  it  may  be  weighed  and  ex- 
amined, not  at  all  as  a  matter  of  charity,  but  because  the 
baby  belongs  to  Dayton  and  the  authorities  hope  to  see 
it  grow  up  strong  and  well.  One  of  the  highest  duties  of 
a  city  government  is  the  care  of  human  hfe,  and  it  will  be 
interesting  to  note  the  advance  in  the  public  health  rate  in 
Dayton  in  the  last  three  years.  One  disease  which  is  the 
despair  of  mothers  is  called  gastro-enteritis,  or  summer 
complaint.  In  1913,  103  babies  less  than  a  year  old  died 
of  this  complaint;  in  1914,  68,  and  in  1915,  only  30.  That 
is  what  care  in  food  inspection  by  the  authorities  and  obey- 
ing the  doctors'  orders  by  the  mothers,  will  do. 

In  1913,  124  out  of  every  1,000  babies  born,  died  under 
one  year.  In  1914,  only  95,  and  in  1915,  only  87.6.  These 
figures  constitute  what  the  health  authorities  call  the  "infant 
mortality  rate."  The  highest  baby  death  rate  in  the  United 
States  is  in  a  New  Jersey  town,  where  193  babies  out  of 
every  thousand  die  before  they  are  a  year  old.  The  lowest 
is  in  a  Wisconsin  town,  where  the  rate  is  only  30.6.  Day- 
ton is,  as  may  be  seen,  very  much  better  than  some  cities, 
but  not  yet  as  good  as  she  might  be.  And  the  difference 
between  the  present  infant  mortality  rate  of  87  and  a  pos- 
sible one  of  30.6  troubles  nobody  so  acutely  as  it  does  the 
authorities  in  the  Health  Department. 

By  such  methods  as  these,  the  whole  death  rate  in  Day- 
ton has  been  lowered  nearly  four  per  cent,  in  one  year — 
in  other  words,  there  are  two  hundred  and  seventy-five  peo- 
ple now  living  that  might  have  died. 

The  fight  against  contagious  diseases  goes  on  all  the 
time.  The  Health  Department  prepares  maps  where  each 
case  of  typhoid  fever,  diphtheria,  or  scarlet  fever  is  marked 
with  a  pin.  When  a  number  of  these  pins  appear  in  one 
part  of  the  map,  the  doctors  and  nurses  descend  upon  it 
like  a  lot  of  soldiers.     They  look  into  the  condition  of  eel- 


240  The  Story  of  Dayton 

lars  and  drains,  put  up  a  sign  to  keep  other  people  away, 
disinfect  the  premises,  and  teach  the  people  how  to  keep  the 
disease  from  spreading.  The  proper  remedies  are  then  ap- 
plied, and  every  means  taken  to  help  the  patient  recover. 
Much  good  is  done  in  cases  of  incipient  tuberculosis.  It 
used  to  be  believed  that  a  patient  sufifering  from  that  malady 
could  not  possibly  recover.  Now  it  is  known  that  fresh  air, 
good  food,  and  scientific  care  will  cure  all  but  the  most  ad- 
vanced cases. 

Under  the  old  system  of  city  government,  no  consider- 
ation was  given  to  the  conditions  under  which  children  play. 
Now  it  is  very  much  the  city's  business,  and  that  it  is  both 
needed  and  appreciated  is  proved  by  the  thousands  of  chil- 
dren enjoying  the  playgrounds  every  week  during  the  sum- 
mer. 

Under  the  old  system,  there  were  none  but  men  police- 
men. Now  women  officers  deal  with  women  offenders  in 
a  sympathetic  and  kindly  way. 

In  no  greater  way  is  the  success  of  our  city  proved  than 
in  its  economy.  Every  year  the  city  manager  issues  a 
budget  compiled  from  information  obtained  from  the  dif- 
ferent departments,  and  this  budget  is  published,  that  all 
tax-payers  may  know  just  how  much  money  is  required  to 
conduct  each  department.  The  manager  then  makes  out 
his  appropriations  on  this  basis  and  each  department  is 
required  to  keep  inside  its  estimate  or  state  the  reason  why. 
No  supplies  can  be  purchased  except  by  the  signature  of 
the  head  of  the  department,  the  head  of  the  division,  and 
the  head  of  the  bureau,  with  final  authority  from  the  city 
manager. 

By  reason  of  these  careful  provisions,  Dayton  is  now, 
for  the  first  time  in  eight  years,  living  within  its  income. 
More,  it  has  paid  off  fifty  thousand  dollars  of  a  debt  of  one 
hundred  and  twenty-five  thousand  dollars  left  by  the  past 
system  of  government.  The  city  finances  are  open  to  con- 
stant inspection.  Every  tax-payer  may  know  exactly  where 
his  money  goes.    The  city's  business  is  his  business.     If  he 


Our  New  City  Government  241 

is  not  satisfied  he  may  apply  to  the  complaint  department, 
where  he  will  be  courteously  received,  and  his  inquiries 
answered. 

This,  in  brief,  is  the  story  of  Dayton's  City  Government, 
a  plan  which  is  being  widely  discussed  throughout  the  coun- 
try, carefully  watched  in  its  progress,  and  in  some  cases, 
imitated  in  other  cities.  No  government,  city  or  national, 
will  stand  unless  there  is  a  degree  of  loyal  support  for  it 
in  the  ranks  of  the  people.  This  support,  in  the  old  days, 
was  given  to  the  government  by  the  political  party  which 
elected  it.  There  being  no  political  party  back  of  the  pres- 
ent government  of  Dayton,  this  necessity  was  met  in  an- 
other way  which  will  be  told  in  the  next  chapter. 


CHAPTER  XXI. 

The  Greater  Dayton  Association. 

"There  is  no  influence  in  anj-  community  more  potent  and 
powerful  for  the  accomplishment  of  good  than  that  of  the  busi- 
ness and  professional  men  unselfishly  banded  together  for  the 
purpose  of  promoting  the  general  welfare  of  the  entire  citizen- 
ship."— James  Bryce,  in  "The  American  Commonwealth." 

The  above  quotation  calls  our  attention  to  the  fact  that 
the  new  system  of  government  v^ill  not  work  any  better 
than  the  old  unless  there  is  a  proud  and  watchful  public 
spirit  behind  it.     The  poet  Holland  wrote: 

"A  time  like  this  demands 
Strong  minds,  great  hearts,  true  faith,  and  ready  hands, 
Men  whom  the  lust  of  office  does  not  kill, 
Men  whom  the  spoils  of  office  cannot  buy; 
Men  who  possess  opinions  and  a  will, 
Men  who  have  honor,  men  who  will  not  lie." 

With  this  thought  in  their  hearts,  a  group  of  men  called 
together  all  who  believed  in  unselfishly  promoting  the  wel- 
fare of  Dayton  by  supporting  the  new  government,  and 
by  encouraging  the  best  development  of  the  commercial  and 
civic  interests  of  the  city,  and  organized  what  is  known  as 
"The  Greater  Dayton  Association."  It  is  an  exemplifica- 
tion of  what  Mr.  Bryce  meant  by  "business  and  professional 
men  unselfishly  banded  together  to  promote  the  welfare  of 
the  entire  citizenry."  It  is  not  political;  the  members  are 
not  elected ;  all  are  welcome  who  have  the  interests  of  Day- 
ton at  heart  and  pay  the  annual  dues.  No  one  gets  any 
profit,  for  its  president  and  committees  work  without  pay. 
It  has  nothing  to  do  with  the  city  government  except  to 
form  a  background  of  public  loyalty  and  support.  Every 
city  needs  such  an  organization  separate  and  apart  from  its 
government.  That  this  is  true  is  indicated  by  the  number 
of  questions  that  come  in  daily  from  other  cities  in  regard 


The  Greater  Dayton  Association  243 

to  The  Greater  Dayton  Association,  While  Dayton  has  had 
its  Commercial  Club,  its  Chamber  of  Commerce,  and  other 
bodies  of  a  similar  nature,  it  was  not  until  after  the  flood 
had  shown  us  the  weakness  of  the  old  way,  and  after  the 
new  government  was  established,  that  this  new  spirit  of 
organized  citizenship  took  form. 

In  the  "G.  D.  A.,"  as  it  is  known,  nearly  ten  thousand 
men  and  women  have  pledged  themselves  to  the  support  of 
the  present  city  government  in  every  way  in  their  power. 
Its  value  is  evident.  If  voters  grow  careless  and  allow  un- 
worthy or  unprincipled  men  to  be  placed  in  position  of  pub- 
lic trust,  no  manner  of  government  will  save  us  from  the 
disasters  of  the  past.  The  duty  of  the  average  voter  does 
not  end  at  the  polls ;  it  should  keep  him  vigilant  and  appre- 
ciative of  the  work  of  public  servants.  If  they  do  well, 
he  should  tell  them  so;  if  ill,  remove  them.  Dayton  can 
become  an  example  of  high-minded  and  efficient  public 
service  if  there  is  a  community  spirit  which  declares :  "This 
is  my  city  and  my  home.  I  shall  see  to  it  that  none  but 
men  who  have  been  tested  shall  take  part  in  its  government. 
It  shall  be  my  conscientious  concern  to  keep  myself  in- 
formed upon  all  public  matters  that  I  may  vote  intelligently, 
and  I  will  do  my  constant  best  to  make  it  the  cleanest, 
wisest,  happiest  city  in  the  world." 

It  was  in  such  a  spirit  that  the  citizens  of  Dayton  organ- 
ized The  Greater  Dayton  Association.  The  first  annual  re- 
port issued  in  1914  w^as  a  document  so  new  in  purpose  and 
so  different  in  design  from  those  issued  by  other  commu- 
nities that  it  has  been  patterned  after  by  scores  of  other 
cities.  It  is  tabulated  in  this  book  for  the  benefit  of  those 
who  are  asking  "What  does  the  G.  D.  A.  do  ?"  In  this  brief 
form  is  a  graphic  presentation  of  the  wide  range  of  its 
activities,  its  public  spirit,  and  its  democracy.  It  must  be 
remembered,  too,  that  this  report  is  of  the  first  year's  work 
only.  Since  that  experimental  period,  the  record  of  splen- 
did activities  has  multiplied  that  of  the  first  year.  In  trade 
extension,  traffic  control,  public  service,  city  publicity,  edu- 


244  The  Story  of  Dayton 

cational  features,  promotion  of  charities,  and  welfare  work, 
The  Greater  Dayton  Association  is  serving  the  city  better 
than  it  did  four  years  ago.  To  tell  the  story  complete,  up 
to  the  present  date,  would  require  another  book  as  large  as 
the  present  one.  It  is  working  towards  what  James  Scher- 
merhorn  calls  "The  Soul  of  a  City." 

"To  make  city  life  secure  and  comfortable  for  all  average 
folk,  the  reduction  of  the  rate  of  infant  mortality,  ample  pro- 
vision of  schools,  parks,  playgrounds,  the  protection  of  life  and 
limb,  the  safeguarding  of  homes  and  streets  at  night,  the  sup- 
plying of  water,  light,  and  transportation  at  cost,  good  hos- 
pitals, protection  of  the  young  from  organized  vice,  the  prompt 
depression  of  lawlessness;  it  is  these  fine  and  self-forgetful 
things  done  in  the  spirit  of  brotherhood  and  civic  zeal,  that 
belong  to  the  SOUL  OF  A  CITY." 

In  all  of  these  public  duties,  the  boys  and  girls  of  Day- 
ton, when  they  have  arrived  at  a  suitable  age,  will  bear  a 
share.  To  perform  them  well  will  bring  many  returns,  both 
in  the  gratification  that  comes  of  work  conscientiously  done, 
and  in  a  personal  pride  at  promoting  the  welfare  of  our  city. 

There  will  never  be  a  dearth  of  things  to  do.  With 
every  decade  of  our  community  life,  new  conditions  and 
problems  will  arise  which  must  be  faithfully  and  bravely 
met.  Twenty  years  from  now  there  may  be  principles  to 
instill,  laws  to  enforce,  precautions  to  be  taken,  of  which 
we,  at  the  present  time,  know  nothing. 

That  the  citizens  of  the  coming  generation  will  take  up 
their  duties  whenever  the  city  calls,  promote  its  interests, 
share  in  the  community  spirit,  be  never  satisfied  with  present 
standards,  but  keep  an  eye  to  the  future,  and  that  in  so 
doing  they  may  earn  their  love  for  Dayton  and  their  pride 
in  her,  is  the  most  earnest  wish  of 

The  Author. 


246  First  Annual  Report 

Forty-one  (41)  per  cent  of  the  work  of  The  Greater 
Of    this  the  lull  one  hundred  (100) 


i 


Civ 

For  the  Benefit  of  ALL 


Accomplished  in 


1  Fought  injurious  tax 

amendment 

2  Influenced    reduction 

in  the  price  of  Ice 

3  Receives  and   handles 

complaints 

4  Is      encyclopedia     of 

information 

5  Co-operates  with  city 

administration 

6  Is    medium    between 

city  and   public 

7  Helped    revise    plum- 

bers'   ordinance 

8  Acts   as  official   host 

to  visitors 

9  Stopped        wholesale 

purchase  of  fire 
equipment  at  exor- 
bitant   prices 


1  Supporting  flood  pre- 

vention   measures 

2  Investigating      public 

utilities 

3  Worliing    for    exten- 

sions of  gas  mains 

4  Comparing    telephone 

rates  and  service 

5  Investigating    electric 

light      rates     and 


1  Conducted    Arbor 

Day    celebration 

2  Co-operates     with 

improvement      as- 
sociations 

3  Started    revision    of 

building   code 

4  Stopped    bill-posting 

on     fences     and 
buildings 

5  Secured  enforcement 

of    hand-bill    oi- 
dinance 

6  Brought   about    new 

hand-bill  o  r  d  i  - 

7  Secured        appoint- 

ment of  city  plan 
board 

8  Placed  ban  on  ban- 

ners across  streets 

9  Conducted      window 

flower-box      cam- 
paign 

10  Secured    removal    of 

river  obstructions 

11  Helped    defeat  elec- 

tric light  bonds 


1  Working     for     smoke 

abatement 

2  Protects    trees    and 

birds 

3  After  bill-board  nui- 

sance 

4  Urging  snow  removal 

from   walks 

5  Organizing    movement 

for   more  parks 

6  Wants  street  signs 


i  Stopped     "jay-walk- 
ing" 

2  Conducted      "safety- 

first"    campaign 
through   schools 

3  Endorsed    "safe    and 

sane  Fourth" 

4  Reports         accidents 

and  causes 

5  Helped  on   new  traf- 

fic  ordinance 

6  Reports   bad   fire 

risks 

7  Investigates    and    re- 

ports    fires     and 
causes 


Activities 


1  Conducting   fire   pre- 

vention   campaign 

2  Suggesting    new    fire 

limits 

3  Working    for    salvage 

corps 

4  Advocating       autom- 

atic sprinklers,  etc. 

5  Campaigning        for 

greater  public  safe- 
ty 

6  Advocating        citizen 

traffic   officers 

7  After  greater   protec- 

tion at  grade  cross- 
ings 

8  Working     for     grade 

crossing      elimina- 
tion 

9  Urged      removal      of 
multiple    trolley    wires 


Of  seventy-nine  (79)  CIVIC    ACTIVITIES   fifty-one 


The  Greater  Dayton  Association 

Dayton   Association   covers    "CIVIC    ACTIVITIES." 
per   cent   is   tor   ALL    the  people. 


247 


IC 

the  People  of  Dayton 


Whole  or  in  Part 


T 

Conducts    discussions 

1   Went     after     cleaner 

1 

Federated  ten   lead- 

of local   affairs 

streets— first    thing 

ing  charities 

2 

Brings      national 

2  Stopped  sweeping 

2 

Instigated  legal  aid 

speakers 

street     cars     en- 

bureau 

3 

Furnlslies   places   for 

route 

3 

Raised  fund  for  so- 

meetings 

3  Participated  in  clean- 

cial  survey 

4 

Worked    up    flood 

up  day 

4 

Financed        delinq- 

history   and     ex- 

4 Co-operates       with 

uency  survey 

hibit 

Civic      Workers' 

5 

Financed     audit     of 

5 

Conducting        educa- 

Association 

charitable   bodies 

tional  campaign  on 

5  Conducted     fly-swat- 

6 

Solicited         charity 

city  affairs 

ting   campaign 

funds 

6   Helped    place   city 

7 

Promoted     "Good 

boys  on   farms 

Will     Week"     for 

7  Investigated  Improve- 

charities 

ment   In    public 

8 

Furnished      munici- 

markets 

pal  Christmas  tree 
In    1913 
Conducted     clearing 

9 

house   for   Christ- 

mas  baskets 

10  Promoted   and   han- 

died    1914    "Com- 

munity       Christ- 

II 

Backing  Civic  Music 

League 

12  Helping     the     Boy 

Scouts 

Under  Way 


1  Planning        improve- 

ment    In     hospital 
service 

2  Watching         garbage 

disposal 

3  Favors     public    com- 

fort stations 

4  Considering    "more 

daylight"    m  o  v  e- 
ment 


1  Organizing     remedial 

loan    agency 

2  Endorses     worthy 

charities 

3  Making  survey  of 

charitable  work 


(65%)  have  been  accomplished  in  whole  or  in  part. 


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Seventeen  (17)  per  cent  ot  the  work  of  The  Greater  Dayton 
Association  is  "COMMERCIAL."  Of  this  48^%  is  for  ALL 
the  people  and  51  H%  for  the  business  man. 


Commercial 


For  ALL 
the  People 


For  the 
Business  Man 


Accomplished  in 

Whole  or  in  Part 

1  Secured  Improvements  In  mail  service 

1   Organized  retail   merchants'  bureau 

2  Prosecutes   unworthy  soliciting   schemes 

2  Censors  advertising  mediums 

3  Protects   public  against  fraudulent  ad- 

3 Compiles  business  statistics 

vertising 

4  Prosecutes  transient  merchants 

5  Canvassed   mid-week  half-holiday 

4  Conducted  spring  and  fall  "openings" 

5  Works    for    manufacturers    through    a 

manufacturers'   committee 

6  Conducted  early  Christmas  buying  cam- 
paigns 

6  Co-operates    with    Montgomery    County 
farmers'    organization 

7  Secured  improvement  in  messenger  serv- 

7 Worked   for  County  experimental  farm 

ice 
8  IMaintains   exchange   of  courtesies  with 
other  cities 

8  Analyses  and   reports  on  new  law 

9  Maintains  library  of  information 
10  Opposed  resale  price  legislation 

Through    referenda    conducted    by    the 
Chamber  of  Commerce  of  the  U.  S. 
Influenced  drafting  of: 

II   Federal  Trade  Commission    Law 

12  Anti-trust  bills 

13  Currency   legislation 

Activities  1 

Under  Way 

1  Seeking     extension     of     state     loan     to 

building  associations 

2  Trying  to  bring  In  outside  money 

3  Working    for    exemption    of    municipal 

bonds  from  taxation 

4  Rewriting  transient  merchant  ordinance 

1  Developing  greater  Interurban  trade 

2  Supporting   bulk  sales  law 

3  Wants  all  Imports  "cleared"  at  Dayton 

4  Helping     form     state     organization     of 

commercial  bodies 

5  Considering   penny  letter  postage 

6  Supporting  good  road   movement 

7  Opposing  greater  armaments 

8  Working  for  world  peace 

Of  thirty-three  (33)  COMMERCIAL  ACTIVITIES  twenty-one 
(64%)  have  been  accomplished  in  whole  or  in  part. 


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249 


Eleven  (11)  per  cent  of  the  work  of  The  Greater  Dayton 
Association  is  "INDUSTRIAL."  Of  this  66^%  is  tor  ALL 
the  people  and  3332%  for  the  business  man. 


Industrial 


For  the 
Business  Man 


Accomplished  in  Whole  or  in  Part 


In    trouble    or 

2  Working  for  new  Industries 

3  Fights  to  retain   eld   industries 

4  Induces    Dayton    capital    to    Invest    at 

home 

5  Assists    business   concerns   to  find    lo- 

cations 

6  Champions  home  patronage 

7  Compiled    directory    of    Dayton    made 

goods 

8  Encouraged    Dayton   exhibits  at  Pana- 

ma-Pacific  Exposition 

9  Tabulated   unemployment  statistics 

10  Advertises    Dayton    labor    as    asset  for 

new  Industries 


1  Lists  industrial   property 

2  Advertises    Dayton's    "world    leaders" 

3  G.    D.  A.  staff  visits  Industrial  plants 

4  Furnishes  reliable  statistics 

5  Helped   adjust   Insurance   disagreements 


Activities  Under  Way 


2  Working  for  extension  of  foreign  trade 

3  Fathering    permanent    local    exhibit    of 

Dayton    made  goods 

4  Encouraging  vocational  education 


1  Working  up   Dayton  trade-mark 

2  Helping    on    Federal    census    of    manu- 

factures 


Of  twenty-one  (21)  INDUSTRIAL  ACTIVITIES  fifteen  (71%) 
have  been  accomplished  in  whole  or  in  part. 


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First  Annual  Report 


Thirteen" (13)  per  cent  of  the  work  of  The  Greater  Dayton 
Association  is  "PUBLICITY  WORK."  Of  this  44%  is  tor 
ALL  the  people  and  56%  for  the  business  man. 


Publicity 


For  ALL 
the  People 


For  the 
Business  Man 


Accomplished  in  Whole  or  in  Part 


Assists  local  conventions 
Advertises    "Dayton    plan"    of 


4  Through    weekly    bulletin    dissemir 

good   advertising 

5  Answers   thousands   of    inquiries 

6  Put  up  "Dayton"  signs  in  station 


1  Secures  and  handles  conventions 

2  Issued  Dayton  poster-stamps 

3  Induces  publicity  through  factory  signs 

4  Publishes   booklets  and   folders 

5  Scatters    Dayton   directories    broadcast 

6  Prepares   magazine  articles 

7  Secures  favorable  press  Items 

8  Issues  comprehensive   annual   statistics 

9  Entertains  visitors 

10  Directs   slogans  on   correspondence 

11  Reports  business  conditions 

12  Removed  flood  marks  in  station 


Activities  Under  Way 


1  Conducting    "Know    Dayton"    campaign 

2  Planning     sign-boards     along     railroad 

tracks 

3  Preparing   information   cards  for  public 

places 

4  Planning      Panama-Pacific      Exposition 

excursion 

5  Showing    moving   pictures  of   Dayton   at 

Panama-Pacific    Exposition 


2  Arranging  "seeing   Dayton"   trips 


Of   twenty-five  (25)   items   of   PUBLICITY    WORK    eighteen 
(72%)  have  been  accomplished  in  whole  or  in  part. 


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251 


Eighteen  (18)  per  cent  of  the  work  of  The  Greater  Dayton 
Association  is  "TRAFFIC  WORK."  Of  this  33^%  is  for 
ALL  the  people  and  6619%  for  the  business  man. 


Traffic 


For  ALL 


For  the 


^/^            the  People              >v 

y^         Business  Man         ^v. 

Accomplished  in 

Wliole  or  in  Part 

1   Secured   Information   bureau  at  station 

1   Ouotes  rates 

2  Got  bulletin   board  In  station   re-located 

2  Checks  expense  bills 

3   Defeated    effort    to    raise    milk    freight 

3  Prosecutes   claims 

4  Collects      overcharges      for      shippers 

4  Helped    secure    traction    station    at    Ft. 
IVIcKlnley 

($11,500  recovered   in   1914) 
5  Watches  and   reports  tariff  changes 

5  Secured    promise  of  extension   of  White 
Line 

6  Secures  rate  changes 

7  Routes  shipments 

6   Has     brouoht     about     Improvements     In 

8  Watches     and     secures     classification 

cluanges 

9  Interprets  laws,  rules,  etc. 
10   Reports   court   decisions 

traction   accommodations 

7  Gives   traffic   Information    to   anybody 

II    Improves  freight  service 

12   Handles    switching    arrangements 

13  Arbitrates  demurrage  disputes 

14  Prevents    rate  and    service  discrimina- 

tion 

15  Seeking    Improvement    In    freight    ter- 

minals 

16  Organized  Traffic  Club 

17  Represents    Dayton    In    traffic    confer- 

ences 

18  Is  authority  on  import  duties 

19  Maintains     library     on     transportation 

matters 

Activities 

Under  Way 

1   Working    for    better    railroad    passenger 

1   Working  for  D.   L.   &  C.  track  connec- 

service 

tion 

2   Keeping  tab  on  traction   service 

2  Wields  Influence  In   National  affairs 

3  Agitating    better   street   car   service 

3  Influences  state  traffic    matters 

4  Working  for  adequate  traction  terminal 

4  Assisting   In   revision   of   state  transpor- 

5 Working  on  rerouting  of  street  car  lines 

tation    laws 

5  Working   for  better  Pullman   service 

Of  thirty-six  items   of    TRAFFIC    WORK    twenty-six  (72%) 
have  been  accomplished  in  whole  or  in  part. 


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