Submitted by Art Cohan
"The Canisteo Times" - Canisteo, Steuben Co., NY - July 26, 1888
Pioneer Life in Greenwood, "As related by Dennis McGraw, of Purdy Creek"
There was a time in Greenwood after they had cleared up the land and began to plow that the land was not productive. They could not half till it for the stumps, roots and stone, and some got discouraged and sold their improvements and left town. At this time David Sherman from Herkimer County, came in town and having some means bout out some of the inhabitants, in what we called Youngs settlement, and commenced the dairy business. He was a man of no pretensions, plain, but a model of industry, and the best cheese maker in town, having a wife that was a pattern of neatness and piety they succeeded well in their vocation. When we wanted a piece of good cheese we knew where to get it ever time. He was a carpenter and joiner and by industry had made some money. He commenced to build suitable buildings for a large dairy farm and put up the largest barn then in the county. The best foundations under it and a cellar under the middle of it to store all kind of vegetables or his cows and family use.
I feel it is my duty to give Sherman more than a passing notice, and while I try in my feeble way to speak of his alms deeds I cannot refrain from tears. When I saw the notice of his death little did I think that we should not have a more extended notice of David Sherman's worth. I suppose his children did not want to undertake the task and left it to strangers to speak of his worth and I have waited hoping some one would speak one word in his praise, therefore I shall see that his example is not lost to the world. You know it is the custom now when men occupy high stations in life to extol their virtues to the skies and all of our editors are ready to do them honor. Here is a man of no pretensions that out strips every man I ever saw. While I am speaking of this strain I ask children that are beloved, for their father and mothers' sake, to come to Purdy Creek and see me and we will have a good time.
Now reader I will give my reason for the judgment I have given: I built a school house in the district that Sherman belonged. He was trustee, or one of them, and employed me to build a new school house near the Catholic church on the four corners, and I built it. At the same time he made application to be set off in a new district, but they would not set him off The State superintendent siding against him.
Notwithstanding all this he moved right along, bought lumber, hauled
it, hired a workman and built a good school house down towards Whitesville
(Allegany Co., NY), where there was a new settlement that was deprived
of school. Then he went to Almond (Allegany Co., NY) hired Miss Forbes,
a good teacher and informed his poor neighbors that all was now ready,
bidding them to send their children to school, paying all out of his own
pocket, probably six hundred dollars. It happened that potatoes were worth
$1 a bushel and there was a man by the name of Robinson keeping boarding
house at Corning, he came to Mr. Sherman and offered him $1 a bushel for
three or four hundred bushels and would pay the money down for them. Mr.
Sherman said I dare not let you have them. The whole settlement of new
comers over the marsh that are poor and I must keep my potatoes for them.
What was the consequence? These poor people got them for work, and when
they settled was taxed three or four shilling a bushel. Another instance
was when hay was $20 per ton and the poor could get it of Sherman for $10.
Glancy Sherman was born October 10, 1862, in Wellsburg, In Erie County Pennsylvania, the son of Harley and Ellen Lick Sherman. He had a sister, Harriet, and a brother, Samuel. His father, who was born in 1834, died November 18, 1903. His mother died October 29, 1908, and they are both buried in Wellsburg, Pennsylvania.
Glancy Sherman received his formal education in Wellsburg, also attending Edinboro Academy at Edinboro, Pennsylvania. He began an active business career at age sixteen, working first as a salesman of scales with the Fairbanks Scale Company, for whom his father also worked successfully for a long number of years. In order to begin his sales career, he had to purchase a stock of scales and his father advanced him the necessary money, He was able to pay his father back soon after from his own sales.
He also became interested in nursery stock, and he developed a large business supplying orchards and vineyards throughout Pennsylvania. He continued in this for a number of years and also became interested in real estate. He found a tremendous amount of development taking place in Kentucky and Tennessee during the later part of the nineteenth century and so he moved, first to Middlesboro, Kentucky and then to Chattanooga Tennessee.
Glancy Sherman was a remarkably astute real estate dealer, being very successful in his ventures, both in business buildings and in the large tracts of timberland he acquired in Kentucky, Alabama, and Tennessee. He was also involved in mineral lands mining, lumbering, and other business pursuits.
In 1889, Mr. Sherman came to Sequatchie, Tennessee, as general manager and treasurer of the Sequatchie Handle Works. A group of prominent New England financiers had founded the town of Sequatchie with the idea of developing the area’s natural resources. They operated a syndicate, with Sherman as their agent, to deal in timber, mines, and real estate. Sherman was associated with the Sequatchie Town and Improvement Company and the Sequatchie Coal and Iron Company. He also served as a director of the Monteagle Hotel Company.
Mr. Sherman was a leader in developing an orderly existence in the town, supplying Sequatchie with a water system from the mountain springs at high elevation, which yielded pure drinking water. He remained the owner of the Sequatchie Water Works.
He became president of the Sequatchie Handle Works, as well as treasurer and general manager, and he remained so for the rest of his life. He made it his policy to supply goods that consistently met the best standards of workmanship and established a worldwide market for their hickory tool handles.
Sherman’s lifelong interest in the cultivation of fruit led him into the development of a vineyard of white Niagara grapes. He planted 10,000 vines of this grape on the slopes of the Cumberland Mountain, and he received high honors for his grapes at the St. Louis World’s Fair.
On January 3, 1906, in Chattanooga, Glancy Sherman married Bertha Alice Tower, the daughter of Herbert Bascom and Alice Jane Hart Tower. She was born June 30, 1873, in Ashtabula, Ohio, but her family moved to Chattanooga in 1889. Her parents remained in Chattanooga until their deaths, and they are buried in the National Cemetery there.
After their marriage, Mr. Sherman built the beautiful estate in Sequatchie which is now the home of Judge and Mrs. Clifford Layne. He landscaped and developed the property over the years into an impressive and lovely landmark. They enjoyed an active social life there until Mr. Sherman’s death. Mr. Sherman was a benefactor to a number of worthwhile causes, but he was especially generous to the encouragement of young people. He gave 50 acres of land to the Girl Scouts, who founded Camp Glancy on the site, and he also gave a large mountain camp to the Boy Scouts, who named it Camp Sherman-Tower for both Mr. And Mrs. Sherman.
Mr. Sherman kept the handle factory open oysters throughout the Great Depression, even through it was sometimes at a loss financially. He wanted to continue to provide a livelihood for his employees. He also supported his country during the days of World War I as he purchased large numbers of Liberty bonds.
He was a democrat in his politics. He was a member of the Mountain City
Club and the Automobile Club, both of Chattanooga, and of the Knights of
Pythias. He died at Sequatchie on October 17, 1935. Mrs. Sherman lived
on in the home at Sequatchie for many years and died on March 24, 1967.
Both of them are buried at Pine Grove Cemetery near Jasper.
The Glancy Sherman home at Sequatchie, now the home of Judge and Mrs. Clifford Layne (1990)
|Footnote: The discussion this past December began over the home. Apparently, the folks that bought the home after the death of Mrs. Sherman lived in it for a number of years, then passed on as well. It became a state of total disarray, and was auctioned--the entire property, less than a year ago for $32,000. A local lawyer reportedly bought the property and has spent a considerable amount to restore the home to nearly its original condition. Also, it was noted during the conversation, that Mr. and Mrs. Sherman never had children. Their fortune, considered to be substantial, the community believes, was mainly left to Mrs. Sherman’s lifelong maid, a dwarf. Mrs. Sherman lived nearly 37 years after Mr. Sherman’s death. He was 73 at time of death and she was 62 when he died, then she lived until age 94.|
[Ed: The above article (from a local newspaper – reprinted with permission) was sent by George HOBACK, after I answered his query to Tree Shaken’s in December 2000. The footnote above is his. He is not related at all, but he and his family were interested in Glancy’s background
Hon. Samuel 1 (imm.) > Benjamin 2 > Enos 3 > Samuel 4 > Samuel 5 > Harley 6 > Harley 7 > Glancy 8.
I’ve been in touch with several descendants of Harley6. The family lived in Wellsville, PA, and some biographies appear in the Erie Co. History.]
("Of all my direct line of descent from James Chase more than half returned to the U.S.within the next 3 generations." K. Hume.)
This is an account of the journey of Loyalist evacuees from New York following the end of the War of Independence.
My 3X Great grandfather, James P.Chase, (Philip SHERMAN > Phillippe > Walter(CHASE) > George B.CHASE ) and his family sailed with the author on the "Two Sisters".
The Diary of Sarah Frost written on board the "Two Sisters" during the voyage to Nova Scotia in the Second Spring, (known as "The Summer Fleet"), of 1783.
May 25,1783- I left Lloyd's neck,(Long Island) with my family and went on board the "Two Sisters", commanded by Captain Brown, for a voyage to Nova Scotia with the rest of the Loyalist sufferers. This evening the captain drank tea with us. He appears to be a very clever gentleman. We expect to sail as soon as the wind shall favor(sic). We have very fair accommodation in the cabin, although it contains six families, besides our own. There are two hundred and fifty passengers on board.
Monday, May 26 - Nothing happens worth mentioning. We lie at anchor in Oyster Bay the whole day, not having got all our passengers on board.
Tuesday, May 27 - At 8 0'clock we weighed ancor at Oyster Bay, with a far wind for New York. Half after Eleven we are brought to the guard ship at City Island. Our Captain was very angry that they should bring him to, but they did not detain us long. We went on with a fair breeze through Hell Gate ; but as we got through the wnd and tide headed us, and we would like to have gone ashore, which put us all in a great surprise. They tried twice to go on, but at length were obliged to anchor at Harlem Creek, where we lay that night.
Wednesday, May 28th.- We weighed anchor at Harlem Creek at a quarter after six in the morning, with a fair breeze but the tide being low we struck a rock. We soon got off, but in a few minutes struck again. At half past we got off and went clear, and at ten we anchored at the lower end of the City of New York, the tide not serving to go round into the North River as we had intended. An hour later I went on shore in Capt. Judson's whale boat and went to Mrs. McKee's and from there Mrs. Raymond and I went to Mr. Partlow's, where we dined and spent the afternoon. We met Major Hubble there, who formerly commanded the Loyalist's at Lloyd's Neck. At evening we returned on board ship, where I drank tea and spent the evening with my little agreeable family.
Thursday, May 29.- This afternoon my husband went on shore with my little son, nearly nine years old. I long to have them come
on board again to hear what observations the child will make, for he has not been in town for some years now. Later- He has come on boardagain. It pleases me very much with his discourses about what he has seen.
Friday, May 30.- Went on shore and spent the day at Mrs. Partlow's. Mrs. Mussels, Mrs.Scofield and Miss Lucretia Bates came there towards evening and gave an account of my parents' welfare and my friends in the country. I am afraid I will not hear from them again before I leave New York. I grow tired so I think to quit for the night.
Saturday, May 31.- I rose early having spent the night at Mrs. Partlow's; waited some time for breakfast and then went out among the shops to trade . . In the evening came on board again with my husband and children.
Monday June 2nd.- We are still lying at anchor in the North River, not having any orders for sailing, and I don't know when we shall sail but hope soon. Nothing happens worth mentioning.
Wednesday, June 4- I staid,(sic), on board all day. It being the King's Birthday there being such a firing of cannons and noise among the ships it was enough to astound anyone. At night they fired sky-rockets. . (manuscript torn and part of the document missing).
Friday, June 6.- We are still lying at anchor waiting for other vessels of our fleet. My father will come on board in the morning if my husband can go and fetch him. I do so long to hear from my dear mother and brothers and sisters. We have had a very bad storm this evening. Our ship tossed very much, and some of the people are quite sick, but I am in hopes the storm will soon abate. It grows late as I conclude for the night, hoping to see "Daddy" in the morning.
Saturday, June 7- My husband went ashore and brought my father on board to breakfast. Soon after breakfst he returned on shore, for he expected to go home in the same boat he came down in, but hearing there was a vessel coming from Stamford today, he concluded to stay and return in it, so he came on board again to dine.
Sunday, June 8- We are still lying at anchor in the North River. We expected to sail tomorrow for Nova Scotia, but I believe we will remain at Staten Island or Sandy Hook for some days, or until our fleet is all got together.
Monday June 9- Our women, with their children, all came on board today, and there is a great confusion in the cabin We bear with it pretty well through the day, but as it grows towards the night, one child cries in one place and one in another, whilst we are getting them to bed. I think sometimes I will be crazy. There are so many of them, if they were as still as common there would be a great noise among them. I stay on deck tonight till nigh eleven o'clock and now I thinl I will go down and retire for the night if I can find a place to sleep.
Tuesday June 10- I got up early, not being able to sleep the whole night for the noise of the children. The wind blows very high. My little girl has been very sick all day, but grows better towards the evening.
Wednesday, June 11- We weighed anchor in the North River about six o'clock this morning, and sailed as far as Staten Island, where we came to anchor. I went on shore with Mr. Goreham and his wife, and Mr. Raymond and his wife, and my two children. We picked some gooseberries. We staid,(sic), but a short time. In the afternoon I went ashore again with Mr. Frost and several others.
Thursday June 12- Nothing seems to be worth mentioning today. We are so thronged on board I cannot set myself about any work. It is comfortable for nobody.
Friday June 13- It is now about half after three in the morning. I have got up not being able to sleep for the heat, and on sitting in the entry-way of the cabin to write. It storms so I cannot go on deck. My husband and children are still sleeping. Through the day I am obliged to lie in my berth, being quite ill.
Saturday June 14- I am something better this morning. My husband brings me my breakfast, which I relish. We are still lying at Staten Island. We expected to sail this morning.
Sunday June 15- Our people seem cross and quarrelsome today, but I will not differ with anyone, if I can help it. At half past twelve our ship is getting under way- I suppose for Nova Scotia. I hope for a good passage. About five o'clock we come to anchor within six miles of the lighthouse at Sandy Hook. How long we shall lie here I don't know, but I hope not long.. About six o'clock this evening we had a terrible thunder storm and hail stones fell as big as ounce balls, (This refers to balls used in muskets). About sunset there came another shower, and it haled faster than before. Mr. Frost went out and gathered up a mugful of hail stone. Such an instance I never saw before on the 15th. day of June.
Monday 16 June- Off at last! We weghed anchor about half after five in the morning, with the wind north nor'west and it blows very fresh. We passed the lighthouse about half after seven. We have twelve ships belonging to our fleet besides our commodore's. Two hours later a signal was fired for the ships all to lie to for the Bridgewater, which seems to lag behind, I beieve on account of some misfortune which happened to her yesterday. At 9 a.m. we have signal fired to crowd sail. Again we are ordered to lie to. I don't know what it is for, as the Bridgewater has come up. It is now two o'clock, and we have again, got unde way. The mate tells me they have been waiting for a shipto come from New York, and she has overhauled us. We have now got all our fleet together; we have thirteen ships, two brigs, one frigate. This frigate is our commodore's. The wind dies away. It is now three o'clock,and the men arefishing for mackerel. Mr. Mills has caught the first one. I never saw a live one before. It is the handsomest fish I ever beheld.
Tuesday June 17- The wind began to blow very fresh last night, about eleven o'clock. About half after five we are sixty miles from the lighthouse at Sandy Hook,the wind southwest. They say that is a fair wind for us. At half past nine we are out of sight of land.
Wednesday June 18- Feel very well this morning and go to work, but soon the wind blows fresh, and I have to go back to my berth. At noon we an hundred and ten miles from Sandy Hook,with the wind very fair, at southwest. At half after five we saw something floating on the water. Some thought it a wreck; others said it was a dead whale. One of our ships put about to see what it was. At sunset we are one hundred and fifty miles on our way.
Thursday June 19- We are still steering east by south, with a fine breeze. We sailed five miles an hour during the night, and today we sail seven miles an hour the shief part of the time. It is now about twelve o'clock. We have shifted our course and are now steering north by east. At two o'clock, Captain Brown tells me we are wo hundred and fifty miles from Sandy Hook, on our passage to Nova Scotia, with the wind west-nor'-west. At six o'clock we saw a sail ahead. She crowdwd sail and put off from us, but our frigate knew how to speak to her, for at half past seven she gave the stranger a shot, which caused her to shorten sail and to lie to for the frigate to come up. Our captain looked out with his spy-glass. He told me she was a rebel brig; he saw her thirteen stripes. She was steering to the westward. The wind blows so high this evening I am afraid to go to bed for fear of rolling out.
Friday, June 20- At half after nine this morning our frigate fired to shift our course to north-north-east. We have still fine weather and a fair wind. Mr.Emslie,the mate, tells me we are at five in the afternoon, five hundred miles from Sandy Hook light. We now begin to see the fog come on, for that is natural to this place. At six our commodore fired for the ships ahead to lie to till those behind should come up with us. The fog comes on very thick this evening.
Saturday, June 21- I rose at eight o'clock and it was so foggy we could not see one ship belonging to our fleet. They rang their bells and fired guns all morning to keep company with one another. About half after ten the fog went off, so that we saw the best part of our fleet around us. At noon the fog came on again, so that we lost sight of them, but we could hear their brlls all around us. This evening the captain showed us the map of the whole way we have come and the way we still have to go. He told us we were two hundred and and forty miles from Nova Scotia at this time. It is so foggy we have lost all our company and are entirely alone.
Sunday, June 22- This morning the fog is still dense. No ships in sight, nor any bells to be heard. Towards noon we heard some guns fired from our fleet, but could not tell in what quarter. The fog is so thick we cannot see ten rods, and the wind so ahead we have not made ten miles since yesterday noon.
Monday, June 23- It grows brighter towards noon, and the fog disappears rapidly. This afternoon we can see several of our fleet, and one of our ships came close alongside of us. Mr.Emslie says we are an hundred and forty miles from land now. The wind becomes more favourable, the fog seems to leave us and the sun looks very pleasant. Mr. Whitney and his wife, Mr. Frost and myself have been diverting ourselves with a few games of crib.
Tuesday,June 24- The sun appears very pleasant this morning. Ten ships are in sight. The fog comes on, and they all disappear. We have been nearly becalmed for three days. A light breeze enables us to sail this evening two miles and a half an hour.
Wednesday, June 25- Still foggy; The wind is fair, but we are obliged to lie to for the rest of the fleet. The commodore fires one an hour. The frigate is near us, and judging by the bells, we are not far from some of the other ships, but we can't see ten rods for the fog. We have measles very bad on board our ship.
Thursday, June 26- This morning the sun appears very pleasant. The fog has gone to our great satisfaction. Two of our ships are in sight. We are now nigh the banks of Cape Sable. At nine o'clock we begin to see land,at which we all rejoice We have been nine days out of sight of land. At half after six we have twelve ships in sight. Our captain told me just now we should be in the Bay of Funday before morning. He says it ias about one day's sail after we get into the bay of St. John's River. Oh, how I long to see that place, though a strange land. I am tired of being on board ship, though we have as kind a captain as ever need to live.
Friday, June 27- I got up this morning very early to look out. I can see land on both sides of us. About ten o'clock we passed Annapolis; after that the wind all died away. Our people have got their lines out to catch codfish, and about half after five John Waterbury caught the first one for our ship.
Saturday, June 28- Got up in the morning and found ourselves nigh to land on each side. It was up the river St. John's. At half after nine our captain fired a gun for a pilot; an hour later a pilot came on board, and at a quarter after one our ship anchored off against Fort Howe in the St. John's river. Our people went on shore and brought on board spruce and gooseberries, and grass and pea vines with the blossoms on them, all of which grow wild here. They say this is to be our city. Our land is five and twenty miles up the river We are to have here only a building place of forty feet in the front and a hundred feet back. Mr. Frost has now gone on shore in his whale boat to see how the place looks, and he says he will soon come back and take me on shore. I long to set my feet once more on land He soon came on board again and brought a fine salmon.
Sunday, June 29- This morning it looks very pleasant on the shore. I am just going ashore with my children, to see how I like it. Later- It is now afternoon and I have been ashore. It is, I think, the roughest land i ever saw. it beats Short Rocks, indeed, I think, that is nothing in comparison; but this is to be the city, they say! We are to settle here, but are to have our land sixty miles farther up the river. We are all ordered to land tomorrow, and not shelter to go under.
(End of Sarah Frost's account)
Robert Sherman March 6, 2001
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