~ Burnside Township ~
Burnside lies along the Mississippi River, with Red Wing
on the east, Featherstone on the south and Weleh on the
west. It has undergone several changes of area since its
organization; all of its territory in range 16 having
been set off as Grant later Welch in 1864. During the
same year it was increased by the addition of sections
13 and 14, in township 113, range 15, previously a part
of Red Wing. The surface is much broken by hill and
valley, and there is a wide belt of bottomland and
terraced flats along the Cannon River and the
Mississippi, some of which is timbered. One of the most
beautiful landscapes in the county is visible from the
high point in sections 16, 17 and 18. The timbered
region in sections 7, 8, 17 and 18 is one uniform flat
surface of loam-covered drift. Burnside includes a large
portion of an island, known as Prairie Island, on its
northern border. The soil of the township,
notwithstanding the irregular surface, is for the most
part, rich, deep and fertile. Cannon River flows from
west to east, and Spring creek through the southeastern
part, both emptying into the Mississippi. Numerous
springs of clear water gush forth from the base of the
bluffs, affording abundant water for stock and dairy
purposes.
In the early days the town was known as Spring Creek,
but Union was the name given by the committee which, in
1858, had charge of designating the townships. This, at
the request of the state authorities, was changed to
Milton, by reason of the fact that there was another
Union in the state. The same objection was urged against
the name of Milton, and in 1862 the name became Burnside
the name of the general who at that time was winning
fame in the early campaigns of the Civil War.
In the fall of 1853 there came to this township a
clergyman, who looked over the land and decided upon a
suitable location for a claim. Authorities differ as to
whether this clergyman was the Rev. David Wright or the
Rev. Resin Spates. At any rate, the three brothers,
John. Resin and Charles Spates, settled here the
following summer, and during the same year Andrew
Cottar, John Leason, Matthew Streetor, James Shaw, John
Bronson, and with the widow of the Rev. David Wright and
her family. In 1855 came John E. Eggleston, Joseph
Eggleston, Willard Wood, Kingsley Wood, Rev. J. C.
Johnson, Marshall Cutter, and probably Leland Jones,
Rev. Norris Hobart and several others. These settlers
were scattered over the township, but in those early
days were considered near neighbors.
The wife of David Bronson died in the spring of 1855. In
July of the same year Flora Cutter (or Cora Cutler) was
born, also John H. Spates. The first marriage ceremony
performed was that of J. P. Enz to Mary F. Wright, in
October, 1855. Another early marriage was that of
William H. Wright and Mary Chamberlain, in 1859, the
ceremony being performed by Justin Chamberlain, a
justice of the peace. The first school in the town was
taught by J. E. Eggleston during the winter of 1756-57.
The first sermon was preached by the Rev. Resin Spates
at the house of John Leason, in 1854.
The Rev. Hancock relates an interesting incident of the
early days: "The widow of Rev. David Wright, with six
children, had removed from Illinois and settled on the
place that, previous to his death, her husband had
selected on Spring creek, near where John Leason located
his claim. They occupied a log house which was divided
into suitable rooms for sleeping and family use; the
four boys sleeping in the two rooms of the upper floor,
while the two girls and the mother occupied the lower
floor. They were comfortably arranged for the night of
June 11. 1855, when a storm of lightning and rain came
on with such terrific peals of thunder as to awaken the
family. One of the older boys was so much frightened
that he left the bed and went downstairs. While he was
being told that there was no more danger in one place
than another by his sister. Susan, a sudden crash came,
which frightened everyone in the house. Mrs. Wright, the
mother, was the first to regain consciousness. She saw
the flames devouring the bed where lay her two
daughters, still unconscious. Presently the water came
down through the floor above in such profusion as to
quench the fire. Soon one of the boys came downstairs
drenched with rain, bringing in his arms the youngest
boy, Wilson, dead. The same stroke of lightning had
killed one of the girls, who were in the bed on the
lower floor, immediately under that of the boys in the
chamber. The boys in time had become conscious, and
these three-William, Beverly and James-with their
mother, laid the boy, Wilson, by the side of his two
sisters, Mary and Susan, and began chafing them, in
order to restore them, if possible, to consciousness.
After some time, Mary, who later became Mrs. Enz, of Red
Wing, was restored to health, but Wilson, aged six
years, and Susan, a young lady of twenty-one years, had
been instantly summoned to the world above during that
terrible storm."
In the month of June, 1856, a terrific storm of wind
passed over the town, doing great damage to the growing
crops and destroying buildings. One or two lives were
lost. Matthew Streetor was at Justin Chamberlain's when
the storm came up.
Mrs. Chamberlain, seeing the storm approaching, ran to
the cellar, and called to Streetor to follow her, but
being old and feeble, he failed to reach safety, and was
taken up with the house, being so badly injured that he
died a day or two after. The same storm overtook Sheriff
Chandler, who was on his way home with his horse and
carriage, but seeing its approach, he sprang from the
carriage and threw himself flat on the ground, and the
storm passed over without doing him injury. After the
tornado had passed Mr. Chandler looked for his horse,
but could not find him. However, after diligent search
in the direction the storm had taken, the horse and
carriage was found about a mile from where he left them,
lodged among the tops of some small trees.
A flouring mill was built in the south part of the town,
on Spring creek, by Stearns & Hobart, in the year 1856.
This mill was carried away by a freshet in June, the
following year. It was rebuilt soon after by the Hon. W.
W. Phelps, with three run of stone and a capacity for
grinding 65,000 bushels annually. Mr. Phelps operated
this mill with success for a time, and afterward sold it
to William Featherstone, who in turn sold it to M.
Herschler.
An early history says: "The first Methodist service held
in the township was by the Rev. G. W. T. Wright, at the
house of his mother, Mrs. Amelia Wright, in May, 1855.
The persons that formed the class at that time were
Resin Spates, Margaret Spates, Justin Chamberlain, Maria
Chamberlain, John Leason, Mary Leason, Amelia Wright,
Mary F. Wright, James A. Wright, William H. Wright,
Beverly M. Wright. Samuel F. Hardy and Mary Hardy."
At the first election, held in 1858, there were fifteen
voters: John Thomas, Justin Chamberlain, J. G. Johnson,
John Leason, B. H. Munroe, S. B. Harding, W. S. Grow,
John Sterns, M. Streetor, Charles Spates, A. O. Moore,
J. Eggleston, Thomas Leason, William Thompson, Seth
Barber and John Quinnell. Among the early supervisors
were W. S. Grow, Timothy Jewett, Leland Jones (four
terms), J. G. Johnson, A. Coons, R. H. Knox, Q. Bunch
(two terms), L. Jones. Among the early town clerks were
J. G. Johnson, Leland Jones, Norris Hobart, S. Barber,
T. J. Leason (two terms), Leland Jones (two terms),
William H. Bennett, Leland Jones, John Leason, J. G.
Johnson.
The contribution of Burnside, including what is now
Welch, to the Civil
War was as follows:
Joseph S. Abels
William Brown
Lewis Cannon
Harlan P. Eggleston
Ira Eggleston
John S. Hobart
Robert W. Leason
James A. Leason |
Thomas J. Leason
John P. Leason
Charles B. Noble
Lewis Quinnell
Thomas Quinnell
John .Richards
James Shaw
Ira Tillotson |
James A. Wright
William H. Wright
John Williams
Edward Coller
Nathaniel Brown
Augustus C. Baker
Dennis O'Loughlin
Orrin A. Phelps |
To Rev. J. C. Johnson is accredited the following
narrative: "I built a claim house, 16 x 20, in the town
now called Burnside, commencing it in January, 1855, and
moving into it in the following August. I found out that
naked nature needed more clothing than a newborn child,
first a hen-roost, then a pigsty, a stable, stock-yard,
corn-yard, a forty-acre pasture, one hundred acres
encircled with a wooden fence, breaking costing five
dollars per acre; school houses to be built, cemeteries
laid out and enclosed, bridges everywhere to be built,
highways surveyed and worked.
The winter of 1855-56 was a rough one. As a member of
the Minnesota Methodist Episcopal conference, I was
trying to supply the work of preaching at a point five
miles above Hastings in the forenoon, at Hastings at 2
P. M., and at Ravenna, seven miles below, at 'candle
light.' Late in the fall, one of the darkest and most
stormy nights known to men, overtook me on the open
prairie below Hastings. The only way to find the path
and keep it was to feel it out with the feet. After a
while a distant light appeared in view, and, thoroughly
drenched, I soon found shelter in a small house occupied
by two families. But the poor pony had no shelter and
scant food.
"One Monday morning of that winter, in trying to get
home from my appointment, a blizzard commenced raging.
Scarcely any travel on the road except one stage
through. About forty degrees below zero of cold came on.
The wife and two little children at home alone,
neighbors few and far between, stem necessity says, 'You
must get home,' but that open, bleak prairie, in the
town of Welch, then unoccupied, was a precarious place
for night to close in upon a wayfaring man with a
dubious track to follow. Yet, at about 9 o'clock in the
evening, we were all made unusually glad that the storm
had been weathered and the harbor safely reached.
''In the summer of 1856 I raised two acres of wheat.
Thirty miles away, at Northfield, there was a mill. With
a one-horse load I reached it at sundown, to find the
mill full of grists and the water too low to run on full
time. The only chance was to exchange a few bushels of
my wheat for flour, receiving thirty pounds for each
bushel. The rest of my grist I brought back as far as
Cannon Falls and left to be ground without bolting.
Winter soon came on and no roads opened on my route
hither. I found my wheat, which was Left there, the next
spring, musty. My next milling was done at Kinnickinnic,
eight miles beyond Prescott. Wis., a four days' journey,
going around through Cannon Falls and Hastings.
"The early settlers wanted church privileges. A meeting
was held at the house of Mr. Moore, near Cannon River
Bridge, at Burnside. Moore had an awful poor house. He
had also the inflammatory rheumatism. He lay flat on his
back on the loose hoards of the only floor except bare
ground. The people had brought all their youngsters to
the meeting. In the midst of the services the dogs
became unseemly unceremonious. Moore evidently fell his
responsibility for better order, and, rising with
difficulty, in apparent wrath, he took his own dog by
the neck, dragged him to the door and with a loss and a
kick, sent him yelping out. At that all the dogs rushed
out in sympathy, and the man took his lowly place again.
All reverence and devotion fled, and appointment was not
renewed at that place.
"We had frequent visits from the Sioux Indians, who
often killed deer in the neighbored. On one occasion
three of these animals were shot by an Indian without
moving from his secluded position. This occurred near
where T. J. Bryan's house now stands. Our women,
although alone generally through the day, were not
disturbed in those early days by the visits of the
redmen."
The poor farm, an institution of which the county has
reason to be proud, is located in this township, under
the charge of a superintendent appointed by the county
commissioners. The farm is about three miles from Red
Wing on the road to Hastings, and contains 183 acres of
land. The buildings were erected in 1867 at a cost of
about $6,000. The furnace, heating system and furniture
cost about $1,000. The main building was accidentally
destroyed by fire in the fall of 1889, and soon after
rebuilt. At this farm the worthy poor of the county,
mostly the very aged and a few young children, are given
shelter and food, care and attention, as wards of the
county.
On Prairie Island there are located a number of Indians.
They have a small church of the Episcopal denomination,
and have, in a measure, learned the arts of
civilization. Eggleston, a small village, is located on
the edge of this township.
Goodhue County | Minnesota
AHGP
Source: History of Goodhue
County Minnesota, Franklyn Curtiss-Wedge, H. C. Cooper
Jr, & Company, Chicago, 1909.
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