As related in my first article, the tavern on the
corner of Castle and Main street was kept by George Hemiup,
also manufactured chairs. His sons were Morris W., Norton
all still living. East of this on Castle
lived the Lums,
the boys were Dave, Stute and Will.
Adjoining them came Peter Thomas
-- the boys were named
Jack, Pete and Joe; then we came to Wm. Green.
son was Henry. Below them came Moses Hall,
his only sons
were William, John and Henry. Opposite came Samuel Green.
sons were Samuel and
John. The next lot was Handfield's
, where Elm street now
runs. Next west was the two story dwelling, much as it now is,
at different times lived John, Henry and Robert Daskam,
of Nathan, who were all bakers and coopers. Their thatched shop
back in the garden. The two boys, as I remember, were John and William.
Next west was Jacocks,
a carpenter, and joining that for
a time lived George Bennett.
His sons were John, Charles,
and George. On the corner opposite the tavern stood a small wood
tenement house, variously occupied, a family by the name of Castle
I remember -- afterwards as a cooper shop. Continuing north on Main
street, we've come to the Colt's meadow; and directly opposite Joseph
dwelling (now occupied by Thomas Shanley)
Colt's barn. Continuing north we come to the Marshall
This house stood on the south
of Castle creek, the creek passing partly through the garden. Mr.
sons were George and Daniel, who now reside in Cleveland, O. The
former once occupied the Mayor's chair of that City. These three
covered the entire ground from Castle street to what is now is known as
Colt's meadow mentioned above extended from Main to now Genesee street.
This field was sometimes cultivated, but used mostly
as a meadow or pasture, and parade or training ground. Here I
first saw the sun glass. It was harvest time. There were probably
a dozen German men, women and children, dressed out in their gorgeous
colors of red, yellow and blue. At their noon just east of the
squatted on the ground, they partook of their rustic meal, then lit
huge pipes of tobacco with the sun glass. This was previous to
day of lucifer matches. It was just about upon this same spot
the great fight came off between Tom Harris
(colored) and an
-- I think a connection of the Ask
family. Seeing a
crowd going towards the meadow, I followed. The crowd went over
the fence; there was to be a big fight; the two men stripped to the
-- a large ring was formed. The darkey (sic)
to the fence, thus facing the sun. Some one said "go at it!"
two men advanced toward each other. The Englishman elevated his
pair of fives. After a few moments of this manoevering, Harris
a few steps, eyed the Englishman with meteoric eyes, made a furious
for his opponent with head down, and arms flying much after the manner
of a windmill. The Englishman stood as erect as a statue -- his
at "due gard" and as cool as a cucumber. When Harris got within say
feet of him, The Englishman dropped his arms, closed his thumbs
slipped them under Harris's chin and held him out at arm's length.
a blow was struck. The Englishman gently closed his thumbs and
around Harris's breathing apparatus until the crowd said "lay him
which he did, and there on the grass lay Mr. Harris, the bucking
gentleman, about as mum as we now frequently see the canines after some
(?) of theirs has visited the Apothecary's. But the appearance of
face in action! Reader, you have undoubtedly seen the moon in an
eclipse. Well, multiply that by two, and you can imagine the
rest. This was my first and last appearance at a prize ring. Hi.
and Pete Thomas
Continuing our journey north we pass Lewis street. Just on the
side hill is the Robinson
house, and near by it is Genl. Dobbin's
dwelling. Moses R. Hand
lived next, his sons were
Mose and Silas. Between this and the north or Waterloo road there
was a small rough barn sometimes used as a slaughter-house. Near
this, and not far from S. H. Parker's
present dwelling was
Hemiup's brick yard. At that date there were five dwellings and
two barns on the east side of Main north of Castle street. Between the
Carter or Middle road and the Lyons road or Water street, on the north
were but the two dwellings of Dr. Rose
and Thos. D.
little east of the Burrall mansion and near where the R. R. crosses was
situated the Burrall foundry.
Returning to Main street; opposite the brick yard and on the west side
stood the residence of John T. Clemmons.
were named Anson, William and Charles. Over Castle creek stood
slaughter-house, and opposite of Lewis street
near the present residence of John McKay
was the Lewis
property. North of this to the North road were the Doremous,
and a butcher by the name of Spendlove
relation to our departed friend Harry.) At the foot of Main where
Mrs. W. W. Wright
now lives the General Trainings were
sometimes held. In the field between the creek
and the Lewis residence where the German Evangelical Church now stands
were frequently held the muster, or June drills. Next south of
the slaughter-house stood a double dwelling. An English shoemaker
by the name of Castle
occupied one end of this house.
lot next. Then came Miss Diamon's
his sons were James, William and Joe.
lived on the corner where now stands the
Universalist House of Worship -- he had one son, John. There
were two dwellings between Fulton's and Brazee's. From this
going west we first meet the Snyder property; the second from that was
the Dr. Merryweather
residence. The Doctor was a noted
personage. Having been brought up a slave, he was master of
suavity to slush the ways of a steamboat when the sixpence was in
He was porter at the Franklin. We next come to Aaron
His sons were John, Frank and Will -- all still living.
The house has changed very little, and the same may be said
of the Edwin Barnard
house that stood next west. Next
came Reuben Bedell
-- one son, Ambrose. The Allen Pump
factory came next; there were two Allen
boys -- two sons,
and William. Then the Hayes
house. Next east of
the Castle creek stood the brick cottage of Giles Parker.
had seven sons: Ira and John the two oldest, and Henry, the fifth, have
passed to the other side. On the Hill beyond lived Philip C.
a retired New York merchant. His sons were James,
Opposite this place we find the Sam'l Codington
His sons were Charles, John, George, Henry, William and Edward,
and two daughters -- Catharine and Caroline. Here was the
celebrated dam and saw mill. West of this were situated the Gregory
dwelling and tannery. Opposite the tannery was Smith's woods
family, and where Sterling
where T. C. Maxwell
now lives. West of these woods and
where Wm. Smith's
Observatory is situated were cultivated
fields. General trainings were sometimes held here. No dwellings
until we come to King Swayles,
now the State Farm, east of the
Indian burying ground. To this mound the Indians
would often resort, but I never have seen over ten or twelve there at
one time, and never saw them hold any ceremony whatever.
From Geneva Gazette 29 April 1892
There are a few left of Geneva boys born in 1821-22.
Memory is quite vivid with most of them as to men and things in
1832 and onward.
Said John D. Young
in talking over old times recently, "you
recollect that queer old codger Ayres,
who came in from
on the Castle road. Usually had his wife with him. What a
he drove; a 2-wheeled vehicle with a little hay in it. Instead of a
he wielded a large whipstock or cane with which he incessantly punched
old "hoss" to keep him on a lazy trot. In one of my mischievous
I found opportunity to unhitch the traces and fasten the driving lines
the hame rings. You ought to have seen the old man's surprise when he
punched up the horse and the brute pulled out of the thills, almost
over the dashboard. I put in an appearance about that time and
convinced the old man that he
made the mistake in hitching up.
'Mebbe I have -- I'm getting pretty old.'
"And then there was another quaint old fellow -- a regular Johnny Bull
in his swallow-tail coat, knee breeches and buckle shoes. That was Billy
He owned and lived on the farm now constituting
the the State Agricultural Station. He afterwards sold it to Charles
"And then there was Israel Crittenden,
who used to
ride to and fro between his farm and the village on horseback and at a
pretty lively gait for one who carried so much 'ardent' in his skin.
I never knew him to meet with an accident.
"Jerome Loomis, the Revolutionary patriot, 'driving his
old horse "Lark,"' was another familiar figure in his long white queue
often seen on the Castle road. The boys always looked upon the
soldier with admiration. Three only of his very large family
"Then there were two positive characters in our immediate neighborhood
-- Adam Wilson, the English cavalryman who fought under
Wellington at Waterloo. He still retained his huge broadsword,
and when he got pretty full, as was too often the case, he was prone to
imagine that his wife and children were dastard followers of the hated
Napoleon, and he would flourish his weapon too dangerously near their
inoffensive heads. Often they would have to flee to neighbors for
protection during his warlike moods. A boon companion of his was
the little sawed-off, round-shouldered
Daniel James. How often I have seen them 'holding
the fence' along by Pete Earle's house. And when they
it was invariably with the assurance of the stalwart soldier, 'we're
for life, Daniel -- we're frens fer life!'
And Pliny Jennings. Will you ever forget
Pliny Jennings? What an old sardine he was; how he loved to
gossip; knew everybody and everybody's pedigree. And how he loved
to tease poor
old Mary Carey, another character as quaint as any
make up our community. Homely ! It's no name for it.
Wall-eyed, and face so wrinkled you couldn't put a pin point on a
smooth place. She resided till her death on Catharine street --
now dignified by the name
"Charley Campbell -- he was another never-to-be-forgotten
character. What fun we had with old Charley. And he enjoyed
the fun too, and would take any amount of boys' nonsense until they
pull at his coat-tails -- then look out for stones -- he
always carried a few for such emergency in his pockets. I wish
you could put in type so as to be understood the queer sound that came
from his throat in emphasizing a retort to our badgerings. He
made a special 'circus' for us at general trainings.
"Poor old 'Granny Mills'. Do you remember the
occasion when her house burned down over her head? It stood on
the spot where Brundage's carriage shop now stands. It was with
difficulty she was restrained from rushing in and perishing with the
destruction of her humble dwelling. What a search was made by us
boys for the gold and silver treasure supposed to be buried in the
ruins. The 'finds' however
did not make any of us rich.
"Well, this will do for one chapter. Let us get together again
and talk over 'old times.' " (Agreed.)
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