Some Gleamings From Monrovia
1929; Indiana University Press; Linguagem: Inglês
ISSN
1942-9711
Autores Tópico(s)American Literature and Culture
ResumoFor the same reason, I care to recall some incidents gleaned from my own associations with a people and with the scenes of a time when the pioneers were progressing from a primitive society into a new stage of living, thought and action. Per sonally, I was best acquainted with Monrovia in the years from 1878 to 1889. The older people that I knew were of those whose names have not found a place in recorded history. They were not history writers but makers of history. My grandmother, Elizabeth Ann Bowman Johnson, is the heroine of my sketch. She was a descendant of English, Scotch, and Irish ancestors. My grandfather was Hezekiah Johnson. He also had Irish blood in his veins. He was tall, keen-eyed, thin-lipped and very ambitious. They came to In diana in 1830 from North Carolina walking a great part of the way, bringing their goods in a conestoga wagon. When they arrived in Indiana, the young husband was twenty-six years of age and his sturdy, girl-wife but nineteen. Indian apolis was but a village at this time. Pioneers felled slender, straight trees in the forests, and cutting them into logs, built their homes of these. They clay to chink the cracks and to line the huge fire-place on one side of the single-room dwelling. My father's diary says that they used the forks of small trees, poles and clapboards to make the rude open shed at one end of the cabin. The chim
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