First Hand contains first-hand accounts written about Madison, Ind., Jefferson County, and surrounding areas, particularly Vevay. Much comes from the wonderful American Memory Collection of the Library of Congress. (http://memory.loc.gov) If there are any copyright issues, please let me know and I will address them.
There were a number of showdowns over fugitive slaves in Jefferson County. This one, reported on national basis, has an interesting legal question that the showdown left unanswered. Since the boat, the Importer, was on the river, it was in Kentucky and the Jefferson County sheriff would have had not authority.
Niles National Register, May 24, 1845,
Abolition fracas at Madison, Ia.
The circumstances we learn from the clerk of the Importer are these: sometime since a free mulatto stole several free negroes from Harrodsburg, in this state and carried them to Indiana. On a demand from the governor of this state from the governor of Indiana to deliver the kidnapper to the authorities of Kentucky, Gov. Whitcomb issued a warrant for his arrest.
He was accordingly arrested by the sheriff of Jefferson county, Indiana, and delivered to Mr. Blackstone and officer from this state, who took him on board the Importer from yesterday morning, at Madison, for the purpose of bringing him here. While the Importer was lying at that place, the abolitionists managed to have a write of habeas corpus issued to bring him before a court.
The sheriff sent three of his deputies on board with the writ who were about breaking the door of the state room open, which Mr. Blackstone and the negro occupied, when the captain of the boat told them not to do it. Mr. Blackstone then opened the door, holding a pistol in each hand, and told the deputies that if they wanted to take the prisoner, they must take him over his body.
The deputies seeing Mr. Blackstone so determined, desisted and the prisoner was brought here last night and lodged in jail. Louisville Courier-Journal April 26
This letter was printed in the New York Plain Dealer describing a tornado that damaged Hanover and Hanover College, an event that has been written about several times in Indiana histories. But this is the most detailed first-hand account I have seen. It also gives some details about Hanover besides the campus.
The Plain Dealer, New York July 15, 1837
Destructive Tornado.—An extract of a letter, from South Hanover, in Indiana, dated the 6th instant, is published in the Cincinnati Gazette, giving an account of a most appalling and destructive tornado which passed over that place on the previous day.
The letter says: " I sit down in haste lo give you some account of a scene the most terrifick and appalling I have ever witnessed! Our village, that yesterday was peaceful and cheerful is now in ruins. Yesterday evening about six o clock, the heavens wore the appearance of a coming storm, and in one hour a most fearful tornado burst upon us.
The scene was terrific beyond my powers of' description. The boarding house here has the whole one gable end torn out. Mr. Young's store, a substantial brick building, is a heap of ruins—Dr. Matthews' house is taken off at the eves—the house in which Mr. Bishop lived, on the hill, is torn to fragments—one end of Colonel Morrow's house is torn to the ground—Mr. Chever's house is torn to pieces—the college roof is riddled, and the wing level almost with the ground, and about one-fourth of the eastern wall of the main building lying scattered over the earth—Professor Niles' house is torn up from its very foundation, the very floors and sills are carried away —all the furniture and the professor's library are totally lost. Mr. Butler occupied the house, but fortunately there were none of them at home. The new steam saw mill is destroyed.
These are but some of the principal losses: some ten or fifteen other buildings dwellings, out-houses, shops &c. are destroyed. Trees of all sizes and kinds are torn up and dashed to atoms. There are but few buildings in the place, especially in the northern and central parts of it, where all the most important buildings were, that are not racked and seriously injured. The streets are covered with fragments.
This was the work of certainly less than five minutes —yet wonderful as it appears, amidst the crash of falling buildings, the fury of the bursting tempest, the peals of thunder, and the livid glare of lighting, not a soul in Hanover or its vicinity was either killed or seriously injured.
Born on a mountain top in Tennessee, sorry that's a previous life. Born in Milan, Ind., (the town the movie "Hoosiers" was based on) and grew up on a tobacco farm. Attended Indiana University during the height of the Vietnam War. Moved east to follow a dream (named Barb, bad dream it turned out).