This blog entry shall deal with finalizing, almost, the lands of Elder Daniel Miller (1755-1822). Elder Daniel owned land that today lies along the Upper Bear Creek Road of Miami township, Montgomery county, Ohio. When he owned it, and prior to that, the land was owned by Elder Jacob Miller (ca. 1838-1815). Normally to plat land it is fairly easy to transcribe a single deed and overlay that onto high-quality scans of the Montgomery County, Ohio Atlas of 1875. In this instance it is difficult as that particular section, in 1875 versus the early 18th Century, had been cut up into differing tracts. In other words, it was not easily done because of intervening deeds. To rectify this it fell upon me to pull all the deeds, at least those that were recorded for this section, which led to some discoveries.
Today’s blog, the first in a series that will hopefully be an on-going explanation of what I am presently working on, is about the various Brethren Miller families who were early settlers of Montgomery county, Ohio. The opening section below is some comments about the Miller families of note, followed by what I am working on at this time. In essence there are three Miller families that interest me, and I am not even remotely related to any of them, so, to that end, here goes.
Church of the Brethren in Chicago IL. Known as Parson Myers, his pastoral duties centered on the Bethel and Kearney congregations in Nebraska. He gave $300,000.00 to Bethany to help establish a chair in memory of Professor Warren W. Slabaugh. Ted Wiant was licensed in 1966, but did not fulfill the call. Burton Wolf, pastor of the West Charleston Church of the Brethren and our current moderator was licensed in 1978. Jerry Collins, pastor of the Ludlow Falls Christian Church was licensed in 1986. Dwayne Heck, pastor of the White Cottage Church of the Brethren was licensed in 1997 and is to be there ordained August 22, 2004. The Brethren’s Home In 1895 Adam Minnich, a member here at Georgetown and Jesse Stutsman were appointed to a committee to establish an “Old Folks and Orphans Home”. Adam Minnich and Adam Pfeiffer served on the first Trustees Board. Final plans were approved by a special district meeting in Feb 1902, when Joseph Longanecker, a former member at Georgetown, was appointed the solicitor. Within a month, it was officially named The Brethren’s Home. Joseph Longanecker also served on the locating committee which in the end chose Greenville. The dedication of the facilities old Peoples Building and the Childrens Building was held September 3, 1903. The first to be admitted were Brother Henry and his third wife Sister Rebecca [Kinzie-Pfoutz-Shearer] Jones from the Salem congregation. He was elected to the ministry in 1852 at Painter Creek and occasionally filled the call to preach to the Georgetown congregation. The Georgetown-Potsdam Church of the Brethren was once the home congregation to the following Superintendents and Matrons of the Brethren’s Home: Granville W. & his third wife Sarah [Shellabarger] Neher Minnich 1909-1915 and 1917-1919, Phares D. & Fanny [Christian] Fourman 1937-1946 and 1949-1953, and Robert L. & Dorothy [Myers] Honeyman 1959-1968. The foresight and involvement of members of our local congregation to help establish and maintain the Brethren’s Home has stood well the test of time, providing a safe and secure environment for a large number of the members of the Potsdam Church of the Brethren in their twilight years.
drove two miles farther over a good road, passed a creek and came to a house where we stopped most of the day. The people baked some bread for us and we bought a pig which we butchered at once. Mr. Illisen also came to us, from whom Bro. Herman bought the last corn. He asked the brethren to shoe his horse, which they did. He also said that he intended to travel to Philadelphia within a short time and that if we had anything to deliver he would gladly take it along. Bro. Gottlob and Nathanael wrote several letters to our dear brethren at Bethlehem, which they addressed to Sam. Powel in Philadelphia. This evening we went on four miles farther, but had a pretty good road. We took several loaves of bread along which had been baked for us at Lunis' Mill.35 We crossed a pretty large creek and pitched our tent two miles this side of the mill at a little creek, but we had to change its position soon, because the wind blew the smoke into the tent. We put our horses in the woods. Bro. Petersen and Merkli, who had stayed back to bake bread, came to us again late at night. They had been compelled at Lunis Mill to wade through the creek, which is pretty deep. On October 30, we had bad weather. It rained and snowed, but we kept pretty dry under our tent. Our horses had run off and some of our brethren had to search for them nearly the whole day before they found them. We were very glad when we had them again, because we had heard that many horses had been stolen in this neighborhood and the same might have happened to ours. As the brethren had become thoroughly wet and cold, we drank tea and were very happy together. We changed our tent again because of the smoke. We tried for the first time to bake our bread in the ashes. On October 31, we rose very early to start again on our journey. We soon had to climb a high mountain, which was very hard on the horses, for the ground was frozen hard and covered with snow. After a mile we came to a little creek, and after another mile to a pretty large creek, near which was a plantation. 35 This was evidently the mill of Robert Luhny, who is mentioned in the itinerary of Rev. Mr. Schnell as being on the James river. The reading which was considered doubtful (see Virginia Magazine, Vol. XII, p. 82) is corroborated by this passage. The ferry is given as "Looneys Ferry," on Fry and Jefferson's map of Virginia.
A VANISHING RACE. MRS. JENNIE C. MORTON. Frankfort, Ky. Read by the author before the Ohio Valley Historical Association, at their meeting with the Kentucky State Historical Society in the New Capitol, October 16th, 1909. Whether we call the Indian, North American or South American, we know the Indian race historically as a peculiar and distinctly marked people—disappearing gradually into oblivion. An authentic history of the race has not been written, but the traditions concerning it, tinged with probability, is that the race is descended from those fierce and terrible Asiatics, the Tartars. The pathways of the Indian, unlike any other nation of equal intelligence wandering down through the ages, are reddened with the blood of the slain, or they are smoking with human sacrifices, to gratify their horrible thirst for capture or revenge, and barbaric amusement. Students of Ethnology are agreed upon the origin of the Indian as a branch of the Asiatic people we have mentioned, because of the resemblance of some tribes on our Continent, to the Japanese in cast of feature; but the stern and forbidding statures and smileless faces of the Indian limit the resemblance, if indeed it exists. This article is not written to reproduce in history an account of the revolting habits, customs, manners, arts and language of this strange race. Only that which arrests the attention now of civilized people in their efforts to train, control, civilize and educate it, should be dwelt upon. However senseless to us—their arts and their ideas. Their weird and wonderful fables-yet they are above our contempt. and beyond our ridicule, these brown simoons of humanity—the Indians. They have been driven from every country and every