Transcribed for IAGenWeb by Janelle Martin, May 2016
The Palimpsest Vol. XVI No. 7 July 1935
P. 226-230
The Fourth at Webster City
In the second issue of his Hamilton Freeman, Charles Aldrich described the celebration of Independence Day at the little frontier town of Webster City in 1857. No better commentary upon the character, habits, loyalty, and hopes of the people of that community could have been written. - The Editor.
"Our folks” celebrated the 81st Anniversary of our National Independence, in good, old-fashioned, patriotic style. The festivities commenced with a Grand Ball at the Willson
House, the evening previous. A large number of young people were in
attendance, who whiled away the night in the mazes of the gay dance, and only
dispersed when the National Salute was fired at sunrise.
At 10 a.m. the Procession
was formed on the Public Square, under the direction of the Marshal,
Col. John Peake, and his assistants. The procession was headed by a Military
Company,
organized for the occasion, then came the citizens generally, and after
these, the
Sunday Schools of this vicinity- the whole presenting a very fine
appearance. A
commodious stand and seats had been erected in the grove just back of
town, to
which the people marched.
A.
Moon, Esq., presided.
Rev. J. K. Large was introduced to the audience, and opened the
exercises with
a most eloquent and impressive prayer. J. J. Wadsworth, Esq., read in a
very
clear and distinct manner, that "old abolition document," the
Declaration of
Independence. J.F. Duncombe, Esq., having failed to redeem his promise
to
deliver the Oration, S. B. Rosenkrans, Esq., of this village, took the
stand and
delivered an Address to which he had been able to devote only a few
hours of
preparation. It was a very fine production, abounding in happy hits and
stirring eloquence. He was frequently and loudly applauded, and few
speakers
could have given better satisfaction to a Webster City audience.
The
exercises at the
grove were interspersed with the singing of several patriotic songs, by
a Choir
formed for the occasion in this village. All who had a part assigned
them in
these proceedings acquitted themselves in a highly creditable manner.
After the
benediction was pronounced, the procession was again formed, and
marched back
to the Willson House, where the guests sat down to a bountiful Dinner.
According
to custom
appropriate toasts were read after dinner, beginning with "The Day we
Celebrate." Then followed others to the memory of George Washington,
the
President of the United States, the Governor of Iowa, our Army and
Navy, the
heroes of the Revolution, the Congress of 1776, the Dubuque and Pacific
Rail
Road, and the "Women of the Age in which we Live-May they never forget
the
blessings of religion, or fail in perpetuating its influences upon our
race."
To most of these toasts the citizens responded with cheers, though to
some they
drank in silence. The last Toast, the Pulpit and the Press, was
responded to by
Rev. Mr. Large, in a short, but neat and appropriate speech.
Several
Volunteer Toasts
were then offered, in honor of the President of the Day, the Orator,
the
Ladies, etc., etc., but the following are all we have been able to
obtain for
publication:
Col.
John Peake-He has by
his courtesy and noble bearing won the admiration of the men-May he be
equally
successful in winning the confidence and love of the ladies.
To
the above, presented
on behalf of the Ladies, the "Col." Made a brief but appropriate
response. The
following sentiment was then read:
The
Pioneer Farmers of
Hamilton County-Men who bore the unceasing brunt of toil and privation
in
opening to civilization one of the most fertile and lovely regions of
the
West-May they live long to enjoy the substantial blessings they have
helped to
create.
Mr.
Peter Lyon was called
out to respond to this toast. He was surprised to see such a large and
happy
audience before him-something he never anticipated when he came to this
county.
When he came here six years ago, there were but four settlers along the
Boone
River. No houses here. Provisions were very scarce, and had to be
brought from
Ft. Des Moines. There was no grist-mill in this vicinity, and he
purchased a
small hand-mill to grind his corn. He thought this was earning his meal
"by the
sweat of his brow." He had to use his "thinking cap" then, and he found
it a
very necessary article. He had frequently seen nearly as many elk
grazing on
our village plat as there were people before him: and he had shot one
only a
few rods from the spot he then occupied. He detailed at some length the
toils
and privations of the early settlers, frequently producing convulsions
of
laughter among the audience, by his quaint sayings and pithy anecdotes.
He had
expected to live and die here, with only his few border neighbors
around him;
but he was pleased beyond the power of expression to see so many
increasing
evidences of a thrifty civilization about him. When he closed, three
hearty
cheers were given for the "Old Pioneer."
Judge
Maxwell also
entertained the audience with some interesting reminiscences of the
first settlements
here. He came here to enter land for purposes of speculation, but the
great
beauty and fertility of the country had induced him to remain and
become a
farmer. He came down in good strong terms upon "land-sharks," though he
admitted having been one to some extent himself. The great want of
Hamilton
County was practical farmers. He was improving his land as rapidly as
possible,
and it gave him great pleasure to see so many in the same business. He
was a
southern man, and he considered the Yankees a shrewd, trafficking ,
tricky people;
but he liked to live among them.
The
"Merry Boys of
Webster City" came out in the afternoon, in their very fantastic and
grotesque costume.
They had Border Ruffians, "cullud pussons," Irishmen, Yankees,
"malicious
ossifers," and a great variety of other characters, all of whom
performed their
parts in a manner that excited infinite mirth. They danced a Cotillion
on the
Public Square, and sang two original songs, composed for the occasion,
after
which they vanished as mysteriously as they had appeared.
The weather was fine, the attendance large, nobody drunk, and every one was pleased with the proceedings
from first to last.
Charles Aldrich
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