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CHAPTER XIV.
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JASON B. PACKARD
It
would be impossible to write an accurate history of the earlier
days of Montgomery County, without giving Jason B. Packard
a conspicuous place. His life was interwoven with the financial,
educational, political and social affairs of the community.
He came to Frankfort early in the history of that metropolis.
His varied experience in professional and business life in
MIchigan, then a comparatively new state, qualified him for
service among the Iowa pioneers. He utilized his experience
for the common good, and, when the occasion demanded, would
quote precedents and established rules to justify the end he
sought.
He served the county as its treasurer
ten years. During that time there had been no provision made
for the safe keeping of money or valuable papers; consequently,
Mr. Packard used the commodious pockets of his coat and vest
as a safe depository for such public money and papers as he
might have occasion to use from day to day. The office and
officer were inseparable and public business was transacted
wherever and whenever it was most convenient to do so. During
the early years while he held the office of County Treasurer,
valuable papers and property were often placed in a tin box
and buried, and when some important document was needed, it
was resurrected from its place of interment. Obstacles he met
and overcame always in a cheerful spirit. Measured by present
standards and conveniences, his methods were crude and unbusinesslike,
yet the county suffered no loss, nor impaired credit, and all
of the time its warrants were at par.
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People unacquainted with him, who
judged him by his outward demeanor or the cut of his clothes,
and who could not see the man beneath his rustic garb, called
him eccentric. Count Tolstoi detracted nothing from his real
manhood by being clothed like a Russian peasant, and this reformer
was regarded by Mr. Packard as the latter day prophet of the
race. In fact, these men were not dissimilar. The trend of
their thought was along similar lines; the difference between
them
was only in degree. Both were born with a great dislike of
the current customs, habits, laws and conventions of their
time, believing that many of these were a hindrance rather
than a help to progress.
Mr. Packard was a great admirer
of Henry D. Thoreau and sympathized with him in his effort
to live the simple life. He especially endorsed the utterance,
"As I preferred some things to others, and especially valued
my freedom, as I could fare hard and yet succeed well, I did
not wish to spend my time in earning rich carpets or fine furniture
or delicate cookery or houses in the Grecian or Gothic style.
If there are any to whom it is no interruption to acquire these
things and who know how to use them when acquired, I relinquish
to them the pursuit."
Mr. Packard had notions of his
own in regard to building, and insisted that the ordinary houses
were constructed more for show than for comfort. This certainly
did not apply to the log cabin in Frankfort, where he dwelt
for a short time. He put his theory into practice and built
his house on an original plan. He first excavated about twenty
feet square on his land, sloping east toward the Tarkio, then
placed oak boards one inch in thickness perpendicularly around
for the outside wall. These boards were held in place by nailing
them to pieces extending around the top on the inside, and
a roof of boards was placed thereon, the eaves of the roof
being near the ground on the upper side. The building consisted
of
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two rooms, one above the other. The only windows
were on the east side of the lower room; entrance was by door
on the south side. A furnace for heating the building was so
made as to conduct heat underneath the floor through a shallow
trench covered with sheet iron. In after years, he built on
his farm near the old Watson Mill, north of Stennett, a stone
house in the form of an octagon, the sides and angles being
equal. The floor was of stone. The upper floor was suspended
by wires stretched across from side to side, a space of about
one foot being left at the outer edge of the floor to permit
the heat to ascend to the upper room from a fireplace built
into the wall. The house is still standing. (see
image)
Mr. Packard did not ask advice
nor concern himself with the opinions or criticisms of others,
and, like Walt Whitman, "heeded neither experience, cautions,
majorities, nor ridicule." The greater part of the time
that Mr. Packard held public office was spent in the house
first
described. It was here that this genial, hospitable, kind-hearted
man lived—honored and respected by all. It was here,
in the loving companionship of his wife, Cornelia, a refined,
educated and accomplished woman, that they read and discussed
the best literary productions of the world. They practiced
economy that they might enjoy the exalted pleasure of the company
of such authors as Goethe, Carlyle, Swedenborg and Emerson.
Mr. Packard read, thought and wrote. For years he was the only
newspaper correspondent living in the county. He contributed
articles regularly to the Corning Sentinel. An article from
his pen which appeared in the Burlington Hawkeye attracted
much attention at the time. It referred to the celebrated debate
on slavery between the two intellectual giants, Lincoln and
Douglas, in Illinois in 1858. Historical events were thickening.
John Brown's martyrdom had occurred a year before and the presidential
election was near at hand. The events in progress were of greatest
interest. Mr. Packard
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mailed the "Hawkeye" article to Lincoln
with the remark "that it might be of some assistance to
his friend, Stephen A. Douglas, in getting up his article on "Squatter
Sovereignty," which he was then publishing in Harper's
Magazine. An acknowledgment was received in Mr. Lincoln's hand-writing,
which was highly prized by its recipient, and which is published fac simile in this volume.
Following is given in full the
article which engaged the attention of the great Emancipator.
It was published in the Burlington Hawkeye in 1859 and re-printed
in the Omaha World Herald in 1893.
"Does our government hold any national
territory or domain for settlement of convicts?
"This question crops out in many
shapes, and has been disfigured so by politicians, as hardly
to be recognized among the questions of the day. There is much
said about territorial settlement, and perhaps much that is
intended to bear upon it that does not touch the point, which
observation may also apply to the remarks here introduced.
In the settlement of lands the initiatory steps are various.
Under some governments there are lands settled by convicts
who are transported to those particular lands set apart for
them. In other countries, such as ours, a portion of the population
leave their state voluntarily, on account of over-population
or other causes, and make homes on new land and invite others
to join them in their settlement.
"A considerable portion of the
population of some of the southern states are blacks, who are
treated as a convict population, and are in charge of keepers.
These keepers assume that they can transport them to new states
and territories and settle them there, where another nest of
these convicts can be produced without transportations, as
their children are all convicts also.
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"We do not wish to settle in a
land with black convicts sentenced for life. We object, and
have the general reason of mankind in our favor, although these
keepers think we are ever so unreasonable because we will prevent
them from bringing their crew to settle in the same neighborhood
with us. We do not stop to inquire the crime of these convicts.
It is enough for us that their keepers know.
"Our general government has appropriated
no territory for the settlement of convicts, and holds no territory
for that purpose; has no Siberia or Botany Bay. The territories
of Botany Bay and Siberia were each set apart by their respective
governments for the settlement of English and Russian convicts.
Our own government would protest against the English or Russian
governments sending convicts into our territories, as it will
against South Carolina or Alabama, or the emperor of Guinea
doing the same thing; and should either of these powers insist
upon forcing such settlement, and disregard the protest, it
would be pronounced a hostility. Our fertile territories are
valuable and can be settled without any such aid as forced
emigration into them. There are some things that will be reversed
in the course of a year, and one of these things is the charge
upon our countrymen of being "negro worshippers." Instead
of this, we will be accused of excluding negroes from our new
states and territories, and be charged perhaps, with being
negro destroyers because we will not let them on the best lands
of our country. We would recommend their keepers to let them
recultivate the old lands they have worn down, but we could
only recommend it; we have nothing to do about it.
"But they insist on settling national
territory with their convict population.
"They charge us with being a disunion
party. That charge will be reversed also.
J. B. P.
"Frankfort, Montgomery County,
Iowa, October 20, 1859."
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120
Following is Mr. Lincoln's
reply, written in his familiar hand on a sheet of common note
paper:
"Springfield, Ill., Nov. 20, 1859.—(J.
B. Packard, Esq.)—Dear Sir: Yours of the 11th with the
article on territory for convicts is received. It presents
a new idea, and I shall consider it. I fear you will not get
Douglas to avail himself of your assistance. At all events
your skirts are clear. Yours truly,
A. LINCOLN
Mr. Packard was an investigator,
and often left the beaten track in search of untried things.
He thought it possible that there might be things of value
near at hand. Fuel being scarce and an absolute necessity,
anything that gave a hint of supply attracted his attention.
Having observed places in ravines and in sloughs where smouldering
[smoldering] fires would continue for weeks at a time, he reasoned
that such places must contain vegetable matter similar to the
peat
bogs of Ireland and of Hancock County in this state. Acting
on this theory, he cut out with a spade a quantity of this
material and piled it up to dry, but the wet weather soon disintegrated
it. That heap of dirt on the east side of Tarkio was an object
of wonder to passersby. The principal difficulty in his experiment
in the preparat[i]on of peat for fuel, was to get the brick
firm enough to withstand the weather. In pursuing his investigations
in another locality, an amusing incident may be mentioned.
It came to his knowledge that a certain person whose name he
did not remember was burning peat for fuel. He sought an interview
with him and, nearing the place, inquired of an Irish woman
for the place "where they burned peat." "Great Heavens!" she
cried in amazement, "They haven't burned Pete, have they?"
On the bank of a small ravine near his residence, he discovered
the out crop of a layer of red clay that upon investigation
proved to be a good article of paint. He pulverized several
tons of this material with a rudely constructed mill—something
like the feed grinders now used by the farmers—and placed
it on
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sale at Des Moines, Omaha and Kansas City. This
enterprise failed for want of capital and a lack of experience
in placing such a commodity on the market.
In his declining years, Mr. Packard
emphasized his preceding peculiarities by providing his last
resting place in the Red Oak Cemetery and marking it with a
rough native boulder and mounds in rude imitation of natural
scenery. His grave lies in the shadow of a native white oak
tree. Upon the boulder is chiseled an incomplete epitah [epitaph],
partly in Latin. Enough can be deciphered to show that he had
a good
hope of immortality. The inscription runs that "once upon a
time a man lived upon the earth"—here the writing
and figures are indistinct, but enough can be seen to show
that the number of years was given—"in a world of enchantment,"
but "enchantment has given place to reality;" adding, "now
my fortune is made." This thought had been at one time elaborated
upon in an exhaustive address by Mr. Packard before the court
and the bar of which he was chairman, upon the death of Judge
J. W. Hewitt, his neighbor and friend.
So passed Jason B. Packard, an
eccentric man but a scholar and gentleman. His memory is deservedly
revered by all who knew him.

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