Warren County Local
History by Dallas Bogan |
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Dallas Bogan on 23 July 2004 |
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Dallas Bogan, Warren County, Ohio and Beyond (Bowie Maryland: Heritage Press, 1979) page 323 |
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Lebanon has long been an historic town dating back to September 1802, when
Ichabod Corwin,
Silas Hurin, Ephriam
Hathaway and Samuel Manning laid out the town into
100 lots. It has always been fixed into the hearts of those who were born here,
or to the ones who have been fortunate enough to have the privilege of close
association with it.
Over the years Lebanon has been cast into the national limelight through many
of its famous citizens; it has also been highlighted as the site of the making
of two recent movies, "Harper Valley PTA," and "Milk Money."
Let us now travel back to another time when the City of Cedars was a place of
residence for the pioneers who have since passed on their inheritance and culture
to the community of today. One in that time would experience the old wooden
stoops, which stretched far out onto the sidewalks. These little structures
were nothing but wooden platforms, two or three times as wide as the doorways,
and flanked on either side with benches, sometimes with backs and sometimes
not. These configurations were not fitted with roofs. They faced only the open
skies and the houses opposite, the latter possibly exhibiting their own opposing
stoops. They were charming locations and were considered the gathering place
for the older folks. Here they would spend the afternoon, or early evening hours,
reveal the days' events, or possibly spin a yarn of the old days in the old
country, or perhaps early Lebanon. Sitting far out onto the sidewalk gave one
a sense of closeness which in turn made the whole neighborhood seem more friendly.
One could possibly envision the residents relaxing on the homemade chairs, or
the self-fashioned benches, chatting and greeting the passersby in the open
air. And, of course, a good cigar or a rather large plug of tobacco would be
in accord with the gentlemen. This good old Dutch custom made the town residents
feel eminently close. When the old folks left the old town, they always expressed
delightedness about returning to the scene of the ever-present stoops.
Many of the early citizens of Lebanon built their houses up to the sidewalks.
Front yards were often not thought of because the remainder of their land was
devoted to gardens. This practice of house building brought about a custom,
among those who did not have stoops, of placing chairs and other sitting arrangements
on the sidewalk, and making a spot for family members and visitors. One resident
remembers passing up Mulberry Street and seeing the familiar figure of Jimmie
Hayes as he sat in his chair on the sidewalk in front of his residence,
his cane in his palsied hand shaking violently. He also recalls that farther
down on Broadway there was an old Dutch stoop, and an all too familiar sight
was the figure of Mr. King sitting on one of the multi-fashioned
benches.
The Lebanon House had an old wooden shed that extended over the pavement in
front. Located at the curb were wooden pillars of a rather odd architectural
design that supported the roof structure. The arrival of Dickens found the framework
filled to capacity with the prestigious and the curious alike.
Ira Watts, a one-legged man, whose home was at the tavern in
the days of the shed, spun yarns and sometimes truths of the old times which
intrigued the many who gathered to hear. With his cane in hand and his crutch
stretched across his remaining knee, he enjoyed telling the inquisitive his
favorite story of how a calf once bit his leg off.
Another distinction of the town of Lebanon was the memory of the old town pumps.
They provided fire protection, watered the great stock herds, and the just plain
thirsty. The woodland springs brought forth a flavor in which no sweeter taste
of water could be found. The long-armed handles of the pumps were kept constantly
in motion as the passersby quenched their thirst, drinking from home fashioned
tins or iron dippers. As modern water-works crept in, the last of the old pumps
were replaced, not to the liking of the older residents. A feeling of sorrow
was experienced at the removal of the ever-so- present wooden spouts. They had
hung for years so gingerly over the horse-troughs, which had been for so long
a part of everyday life.
Land bordering Silver Street, east of Broadway was a swamp in early times. Children
of that day had quite a time amongst the reeds and wet mosses on that plot of
land. Although wells were not sunk in this portion because of poor drinking
qualities, accounts of good times were recounted on the low-lying wet plains.
Tanyards were plentiful in the early days of Lebanon. A youth often found himself
ingrained in the somewhat aromatic fragrance of the fresh-ground tanbark before
it was put into the vats, which were placed all about. Tanning of the different
animal hides was probably first created in Egyptian times, at least 5,000 years
ago. Paintings of that time have been depicted showing tanners at work with
their tubs and mixing vats.
Prehistoric people used the hides of animals to clothe themselves. Untreated
hides would have been too stiff and crack easily; also, decomposition would
ultimately set in. The American Indian used animal brains to soften the hides
and make it more water resistant. Smoking, soaking in urine, and rubbing with
plant or animal oil, were procedures that the pioneer first used when treating
the hides.
Bark-mills were used in the olden times to chip the oak bark into small chips.
The small chips were then placed into the vat along with a mixture of rainwater,
in which tannic acid was derived. The skins were then soaked until the tanning
process was finished.
Tanyards were commonplace in each community. One such enterprise was located
in Lebanon on Main Street, near Cherry. Another was located on Mechanic, and
still another at the corner of Silver and Broadway.
The boys and girls would go and watch the blind horse in the bark-mill make
his rounds, and quite often would ride the broad beam that went around with
the horse, the first version of the merry-go-round in Lebanon. This was just
another attraction that caused the Lebanon youth to reminisce and meditate upon
their reflections regarding the old town.
Early sidewalks of the town were constructed of creek-stone, gravel, or tanbark.
Lighting was supplied by the light of the lantern which was punched full of
holes. James Turner supplied the tallow candles by which the
early folks read and found their way to bed. Church, prayer meetings, and public
entertainment always began at early candle- lighting. The era of camphene, coal
oil and gas for lighting have since passed and the period of electric lights
is now upon us.
In the days of the early church, musical instruments were not allowed; the choir
director acquired his pitch by means of a tuning fork, and the preacher always
"lined" off the hymns. From the melodeon to the pipe organ, advancements
in church services have progressed, and our puritanism has disappeared.
A recall by the children of the early days details with enthusiasm the games
about the old market-house on South Broadway. This house stood for years until
the market- house located on Silver Street replaced it. The latter was eventually
torn down and Washington Hall was built.
Lebanon still has many of its early homes still standing. The interiors with
their high mantelshelves, the broad fire places, and the impressive chimneys
still stand as a reminder to the past.
The wood fires in the great hearths were a symbol of pioneer life as the flames
so romantically pranced their way up the ever-so-present chimney. Cooking over
these great fires was not only a way of life, but also a treat to those, family
and visitor alike, who recollects that community life, was centered around the
great hearth in a way that cannot be forgotten. The smell of freshly roasted
apples, the scent of fresh-baked cornbread spreading its aroma throughout the
home, an everlasting taste of home-made breads that will linger on for a lifetime,
all beckoning to the tired and hungry to sit, relax and enjoy these delicacies
in the comfort of his or her own home.
The old ways, the old streets, houses, creeks and creek banks, the many games,
all held a certain place in the hearts of the Lebanon pioneer.
If the past could only speak, volumes would be filled which would impress the
visitor as to why Lebanon is so renowned.
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