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diff --git a/77017-h/77017-h.htm b/77017-h/77017-h.htm new file mode 100644 index 0000000..b48361a --- /dev/null +++ b/77017-h/77017-h.htm @@ -0,0 +1,449 @@ +<!DOCTYPE html> +<html lang="en"> +<head> + <meta charset="UTF-8"> + <title> + Some Forgotten Pennsylvania Heroines | Project Gutenberg + </title> + <link rel="icon" href="images/cover.jpg" type="image/x-cover"> + <style> + +body { + margin-left: 10%; + margin-right: 10%; +} + +h1,h2,h3,h4,h5,h6 { + text-align: center; /* all headings centered */ + clear: both; +} + +p { + margin-top: .51em; + text-align: justify; + margin-bottom: .49em; + text-indent: 1.3em; +} + +.noindent { + text-indent: 0em; +} + +.spellout {speak-as:spell-out;} + +hr { + width: 33%; + margin-top: 2em; + margin-bottom: 2em; + margin-left: 33.5%; + margin-right: 33.5%; + clear: both; +} + +hr.chap {width: 65%; margin-left: 17.5%; margin-right: 17.5%;} +@media print { hr.chap {display: none; visibility: hidden;} } + +div.chapter {page-break-before: always;} +h2.nobreak {page-break-before: avoid;} + +table { + margin-left: auto; + margin-right: auto; +} + +.pagenum { /* uncomment the next line for invisible page numbers */ + /* visibility: hidden; */ + position: absolute; + left: 92%; + font-size: small; + text-align: right; + font-style: normal; + font-weight: normal; + font-variant: normal; + text-indent: 0; +} /* page numbers */ + +blockquote { + margin-top: 0; + margin-bottom: 0; + margin-left: 5%; + margin-right: 10%; +} + +.center {text-align: center; text-indent: 0em;} + + +figcaption {font-weight: bold;} +figcaption p {margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: .2em; text-align: inherit;} + +/* Images */ + +img { + max-width: 100%; + height: auto; +} +img.w100 {width: 100%;} + +.figcenter { + margin: auto; + text-align: center; + page-break-inside: avoid; + max-width: 100%; +} + + +/* Poetry */ +/* uncomment the next line for centered poetry */ +.poetry-container {display: flex; justify-content: center;} +.poetry-container {text-align: center;} +.poetry {text-align: left; margin-left: 5%; margin-right: 5%;} +.poetry .stanza {margin: 1em auto;} +.poetry .verse {text-indent: -3em; padding-left: 3em;} + +/* Transcriber's notes */ +.transnote {background-color: #E6E6FA; + color: black; + font-size:small; + padding:0.5em; + margin-bottom:5em; + font-family:sans-serif, serif; +} + + +/* Illustration classes */ +.illowp61 {width: 61%;} +.x-ebookmaker .illowp61 {width: 100%;} +.illowp100 {width: 100%;} +.illowp34 {width: 34%;} +.x-ebookmaker .illowp34 {width: 100%;} + </style> +</head> +<body> +<div style='text-align:center'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 77017 ***</div> + +<h1> +Some Forgotten<br> +Pennsylvania Heroines +</h1> + +<p class="center">An Address By<br> +Henry W. Shoemaker<br> +At meeting of<br> +Bellefonte Chapter<br> +Daughters of the American Revolution<br> +Bellefonte, <span class="spellout">Pa.</span>, May 6, 1922</p> + +<figure class="figcenter illowp61" id="1a" style="max-width: 23.5625em;"> + <img class="w100" src="images/1a.png" alt="Woman's face"> +</figure> + +<p class="center">Altoona</p> + +<figure class="figcenter illowp100" id="1b" style="max-width: 8.8125em;"> + <img class="w100" src="images/1b.png" alt="Union Label"> +</figure> + +<p class="center">Published by Times Tribune Co., 1922</p> + +<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> +<div class="chapter"> + +<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</span></p> + + <h2 class="nobreak" id="Some_Forgotten_Pennsylvania_Heroines"> + Some Forgotten Pennsylvania Heroines + </h2> +</div> +<p class="noindent">Mrs. Richard, and Ladies of Bellefonte Chapter, D. A. R.</p> +<p>Some months ago, in the daily newspapers, a dispatch dated +Washington, D. C., propounded this question: “Who were the +greatest women in the past history of Pennsylvania?” Without +waiting for the readers of the article to offer suggestions, the +following names were mentioned: Betsey Ross, Rebecca Biddle, +Lydia Darrah, and Lucretia Mott. It would seem a pity if this +quartet should be regarded as the final estimate of greatness in +Pennsylvania womanhood, despite the years of persistent propaganda +at work in favor of some of them. In the first place +the genuineness of Betsey Ross’s connection other than professional +with the first American Flag has been frequently questioned, +and were it not for her social connections her claims +would probably be entirely outlawed; the same is the case with +Rebecca Biddle and Lydia Darrah. In this present age we are +too prone to estimate a person’s greatness on the basis of wealth +and social position. If a wealthy woman delivers a speech, +writes a few paragraphs, makes a donation to charity, she is accorded +an exalted place in a sycophantic world. A woman’s +social position cannot be judged by her occupation; a servant +girl may come of an aristocratic family, and a millionaire’s wife, +a common vulgarian. It is women like Lucretia Mott, who have +triumphed over life’s obstacles, or broken the bonds of caste, and +done something uplifting and permanently worth while who will +ultimately be classed as the greatest of Pennsylvania women. +Lucretia Mott, preacher, teacher and reformer, is too widely +known to need further mention here, but there are many other +Pennsylvania women, some scarcely mentioned in history’s pages, +who should be re-discovered. It may some day be a part of the +unselfish labors of the D. A. R. to establish them in their proper +places among Pennsylvania heroines. In point of fame which +transcends the borders of the State, like in the case of Lucretia +Mott, we must not fail to mention Mary Jemison, known as the +“White Woman of the Genessee.” In beautiful Letchworth +Park, near Rochester, New York, a handsome bronze statue, on +a granite pedestal, testifies the high regard in which this remarkable +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</span>Pennsylvania woman is held by the people of the Empire +State. As a child, in 1755, Mary Jemison was captured by Indians +at her parents’ home on Marsh Creek, Franklin County, +and taken to Ohio. Later after the fall of Fort Duquesne, she +was given the chance to return to her family, but refused, preferring +the society of the Indians. She first married a warrior +named Sheningey, and after his death became the wife of Hiakatoo, +commonly known as Gardeau, a fighting Indian whose +name is not remembered in a kindly manner by residents of the +West Branch Valley. His part in the tomahawking of the +wounded at Fort Freeland, near Milton in 1779, gave him an +unenviable reputation, but as to the merits of the case the loyal +“White Woman of the Genessee” is silent. As the wife of +Hiakatoo, Mary Jemison became the mother of a large family, +who inherited a sort of Kingship or overlordship of the Senecas +in Western New York State. The last “King” Jemison died several +years ago near Red House, on the Allegheny River; in his +lifetime he sold patent medicines in Pittsburgh, and exhibited +a unique collection of Indian relics, including the silver war +crowns of Chiefs Cornplanter, Blacksnake, and Red Jacket. +Mary Jemison is principally remembered by her book of memoirs +which she dictated to James E. Seaver, an historian, shortly before +her death, and which gives a vivid picture of Indian warfare +and pioneer conditions during her long life. Her influence +on the Indians was beneficent, and her aim was always to bring +the two races together in friendly intercourse, her feeling being +that, of the two, the Indians were the least savage and warlike. +Eastern Pennsylvania can claim another equally picturesque +Indian captive in Regina Hartman, yet her unmarked last +resting place in Tulpehocken Churchyard, near Stouchsburg, +Berks County, is known only to a few, among them <abbr title="Doctor">Dr.</abbr> Walker +L. Stephen, of Reading, the best-posted Indian folk-lorist in +Pennsylvania. If Regina Hartman had lived in New England +or Europe she would rank as one of the great historical personages +of all time, yet Pennsylvania claims only a mild acquaintance +with her. For the benefit of those present who have not +heard of her strange story, we will summarize it briefly. During +an Indian attack along the Blue Mountains, in the vicinity +of the present Town of Orwigsburg, Regina, then nine years of +age, was carried into captivity by the Indians, and for seven +years was taken from place to place by her captors. At last, +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</span>after the final peace of the French and Indian War, in 1763, +when Mary Jemison elected to remain with the Indians, a great +army of white prisoners were turned over to the British Colonial +forces, and sent east to Carlisle Barracks, to be restored to their +relatives. Regina Hartman’s mother journeyed to Carlisle, but +out of the long line of sunburned children who were marched +past her could not recognize her long lost daughter. The unhappy +woman, in bitter disappointment after her long trip, broke +down and wept. Her grief attracted the attention of Colonel +Henry Bouquet, the brave deliverer of Fort Duquesne, a +Huguenot from Switzerland, who was in charge of the released +captives, and addressing her in Pennsylvania German, he asked +if there was any song that she used to sing to her missing daughter +in the old childhood days. The poor woman recollected one +particular hymn, and going along the lines of refugees started +to sing:</p> + +<div class="poetry-container"> +<div class="poetry" lang="de"> + <div class="stanza"> + <div class="verse">“Allein, and doch nicht ganz allein</div> + <div class="verse">Bin ich”——</div> + </div> +</div> +</div> + +<p>It was there that a tall girl sprang from the crowd, and fell +into her mother’s arms. The reunion was complete and Regina +spent the remainder of her life ministering to her mother’s comfort +at their humble home in Northern Berks County. After her +mother’s death she lived alone, becoming known locally as a +saint, through manifold deeds of goodness and charity. Now +she rests in an unmarked grave, and later historians have attempted +to class her as a myth, alongside of “Molly Pitcher,” +who luckily has been rescued from such obloquy by the prompt +action of the Pennsylvania Legislature and Governor Brumbaugh. +In 1916, when the handsome bronze monument to Mary +Ludwig, known as “Molly Pitcher,” a real daughter of the American +Revolution, was unveiled in the old Cemetery at Carlisle, her +identity was made sure by the engraving of all her names, and +her sobriquet, on the front of the granite pedestal, so that she +may rank for all time as one of the greatest of Pennsylvania +heroines. Mary Ludwig, known as “Molly with the Pitcher” +and “Molly Pitcher,” was born in the Palatinate, but brought as +a small child by her parents to Berks County; later they moved +to the Cumberland Valley, where Mary became a servant in the +home of Colonel William Irvine. At the time of the Revolution +she was the wife of Sergeant Casper Hays; at the battle of Monmouth, +when her husband, a cannoneer was wounded she successfully +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</span>took charge of the cannon; and later when relieved carried +water to the soldiers under fire. It is said that General +Washington was an observer of her bravery, and made her a +sergeant by brevet. In the battle, one of her former admirers, +a man of wealth and position, was given up for dead, and tossed +into a trench for burial the next morning. Despite the fatigues +of the day, Molly crept out at dead of night, and carried him +back to the lines, and helped to nurse him back to health. After +the war she returned to Carlisle, where Sergeant Hays died; +later she married Sergeant Jerry McCanley, a semi-invalid from +shell shock. In her later years she scrubbed the marble floors +of the Court House at Carlisle, unable to support her helpless +husband and children on a pension of $40.00 per year. For +further information concerning this remarkable woman see the +article by Rev. C. P. Wing, in “Pennsylvania Magazine,” 1879, +Volume III, and Judge E. W. Biddle’s scholarly address delivered +at the time of the dedication of the monument. Among +the lesser known Pennsylvania heroines, Somerset County is +justly proud of Peggy Marteeny, the daughter of Henry Marteeny, +an old soldier of the Revolution, of Huguenot antecedents. +During an attack by Indians along the old Forbes Road, Peggy +was riding her spotted Spanish pony through the woods when +she came upon a white man, badly wounded, and badly frightened, +running for dear life, closely pursued by redmen, who +were brandishing scalping knives. Without a moment’s hesitation +Peggy sprang from her horse, and put the white man on it, +then giving it a few smacks across the flanks, sent the animal +galloping away, trusting to her own long legs to escape the savage +pursuers. Somerset County was also the home of Rebecca +Statler and Rhoda Boyd, heroines of Indian adventures. Near +“Molly Pitcher’s” handsome moniment in the ancient Cemetery at +Carlisle, are the graves of Hugh H. Brackenridge, the distinguished +Pittsburg Jurist, and author of that amusing work “Modern +Chivalry,” a story much on the style of “Don Quixote”—and +his wife, formerly the Pennsylvania German girl Sabina Wolfe. +On one of Judge Brackenridge’s horseback journeys through the +mountains he noticed the graceful Sabina nimbly vaulting over a +stake and rider fence, and fell in love with her on the spot; athletic +prowess still seems to be a compelling motive in the awakening +of love, for we have recently read in the papers of a +wealthy western youth who eloped with a show girl, who he said +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</span>he fell in love with after she had won a race on a Pogo stick at +the Midnight Follies. The Brackenridge-Wolfe marriage turned +out very well, so much so that the unknown Sabina soon became +the social arbiter of the Smoky City. Pennsylvania Mountain +girls are noted not only for their beauty, but for their courage. +Kentucky accords a high place in history to the small dark girl, +Mabel Hite, whose forbears went from Berks County to the +“Dark and Bloody Ground” for her heroism in carrying water +under a heavy fire from hostile Indians to the brave defenders of +the Fort at Bryant’s Station, who were an earlier “Lost Battalion” +and might have perished of thirst but for the intrepid bravery +of this young Pennsylvania girl. Barbara Frietchie, who some +historians say was a myth, but will ever be immortalized in Whittier’s +stirring poem, was born in Pennsylvania, but was taken to +Frederick, Maryland, by her parents at an early age. Your +speaker once asked General Henry Kyd Douglas of Hagerstown, +who was an Aide to General “Stonewall” Jackson during his +famous ride through Frederick Town, if Barbara Frietchie really +lived. The old General replied that he knew Barbara well, that +she was no myth, the only mythical part was that the flag which +she hung out was the stars and bars, and not the stars and stripes. +Perhaps in the excess of his Southern sympathies, this gallant +old Confederate may have been temporarily color blind. Another +celebrated frontier girl was Frances Slocum, the Indian +captive of the Wyoming Valley, whose memory is splendidly perpetuated +by the able historians of the North Branch Valley; then +there is Elizabeth Zane, the early love of Daniel Boone, a Pennsylvania +frontier girl whose life was full of stirring adventures, +and whose relatives were the founders of Zanesville, Ohio; there +is Jennie Wade, the unhappy heroine of the Battle of Gettysburg, +shot while baking bread the same day that her lover was killed +in battle, and Jane Annesley, the beautiful red headed girl of the +West Branch Valley, whose auburn tresses were coveted by the +warlike Indian Skanando, and who followed her until he scalped +her. She survived the scalping many years, being still remembered +by older residents about Lock Haven as an aged woman +hoeing corn, wearing a black scull cap. And we must not forget to +mention Genevieve Loverhill, the intrepid girl scout and scalp +hunter, also of the West Brandy Valley. The mother of the immortal +Abraham Lincoln, plain Nancy Hanks, was of Pennsylvania +origin, like her husband Thomas Lincoln. By a strange +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</span>coincidence the early homes of the Lincoln, Hanks, and Boone +families were close together in Eastern Berks County. Montgomery, +Chester, and Berks County have vied with one another +as the early home of the Hanks family, but Rev. J. W. Early, a +venerable clergyman of Reading, writing on the 100th anniversary +of “Father Abraham’s” Birth, in 1909, in the Reading Times, +stated that the family originated in Berks County, and the early +spelling of the name was Hanck, whereas in Chester County there +is a family called Hanke, possibly of a different stock. Nancy +Hanks, the typical pioneer mother, occupies an outstanding place +in the Nation’s history, and we can feel closer to her, and her +ideals, by reckoning her as one of our Pennsylvania women. <abbr title="Doctor">Dr.</abbr> +Stephen, before mentioned, tells us that Jane Borthwick, to whom +Robert Burns, in his youth, dedicated several lovely poems, and +who later emigrated to Pennsylvania, is buried in Womelsdorf, +Berks County. We cannot close this rambling discourse without +mentioning a little known Centre County heroine, Mary Wolford, +for whom Young Woman’s Town, now ruthlessly re-named +North Bend, and Young Woman’s Creek, now ruthlessly polluted +by tanneries, are named. While encamped with her parents, +formerly from Buffalo Valley, near the great hollow buttonwood +tree, below Milesburg, where the spartan Indian chief +Woapalannee, or Bald Eagle, is said to have slept standing up, +this fierce warrior fell in love with the tall, slim and beautiful +pioneer girl. She was indifferent to his advances, being engaged +to James Quigley Brady, the “Young Captain of the Susquehanna,” +a younger brother of the famous Captain “Sam” Brady. +Bald Eagle managed to have the “Young Captain” scalped, which +caused his death, and later captured Mary Wolford, and started +North with her, towards the old Boone Road, leading to New +York State. Somewhere, beyond the creek, which now bears +her name, the lovely Mary broke loose from her captors, although +a wooden gag was in her mouth, and her hands were tied behind +her back. Boldly she plunged into the stream, which was swollen +by a flood; gagged and her arms helpless, she was carried off by +the swift current and drowned. Days afterwards her body was +washed ashore at Northumberland, near where young Brady was +buried, and the lovers sleep their long sleep side by side. There +are many more forgotten Pennsylvania heroines, but the list just +given will suffice for the present. If we can honor these, as are +their due, we will have enhanced the cause of Pennsylvania history +<span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</span>and helped to place it alongside that of New York, New +England, the South, and other sections where deeds of worth and +valor are recognized. All of these forgotten women were brave, +courageous, simple and God fearing, well worthy to serve as a +high ideal for our young girlhood. They also show that the +noblest traits are found in the humblest homes, that womanhood +can be brave and intrepid just as much as man, that there are +self-made women as well as self-made men. Some day let us +hope that in the rotunda of the Capitol at Harrisburg, purged of +its group of professional politician statues, or some Hall of Fame +specially constructed for the purpose, we can gaze upon lifelike +effigies in marble of Lucretia Mott, Mary Jemison, Regina Hartman, +Molly Pitcher, Peggy Marteeny, Mabel Hite, Frances +Slocum, Mary Wolford, and above all Nancy Hanks, typical of +the most exalted heights to which womanhood can attain, unaided, +many of them untaught, but pure in patriotism, pure in heart, the +bright galaxy of the glory of Pennsylvania womanhood. We +cannot honor them too highly, we cannot praise them extravagantly +enough, for they are milestones in the normal development +of our feminism. This great work is going on. That women of +equal worth are being born under similar conditions and are alive +today, let us but remember that Jane Addams, the daughter of a +Berks County innkeeper, has done more for her sex, and for +humanity in general than almost any other woman living, and +carries out fully the lofty standard that Pennsylvania sets for +its womanhood.</p> + +<figure class="figcenter illowp34" id="9" style="max-width: 16.9375em;"> + <img class="w100" src="images/9.png" alt="Woman"> +</figure> + +<div class="transnote"> +<p class="noindent"><a id="Transcriber-Note"></a>Transcriber’s Notes</p> +<p>p. 4, hyphenation of “folk-lorist” has been retained.</p> +<p>p. 6, “horeback” changed to “horseback”.</p> +<p>p. 7, period spelling of “moniment” (monument) has been retained.</p> +<p>p. 7, “Pensylvania” changed to “Pennsylvania”.</p> +<p>p. 9, “loftly” changed to “lofty”.</p> +</div> + +<div style='text-align:center'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 77017 ***</div> +</body> +</html> + diff --git a/77017-h/images/1a.png b/77017-h/images/1a.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..9701d3f --- /dev/null +++ b/77017-h/images/1a.png diff --git a/77017-h/images/1b.png b/77017-h/images/1b.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..e3dba9b --- /dev/null +++ b/77017-h/images/1b.png diff --git a/77017-h/images/9.png b/77017-h/images/9.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..88e43e1 --- /dev/null +++ b/77017-h/images/9.png diff --git a/77017-h/images/cover.jpg b/77017-h/images/cover.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..398f428 --- /dev/null +++ b/77017-h/images/cover.jpg |
