Our Great Grandparents Marion and Minnie Lockridge Harlan Homesteaded. Eli and Lizzie Siddens Hullinger purchased a relinquishment - someone else homesteaded and they purchased their land. The map below shows the Harlan Homestead, and homesteads of Hullinger and Lockridge relatives.
They arrived by train. Pearl journeyed back to Iowa with her father Marion Harlan, and writes about in Memories and Milestones, excerpted below.
Minnie Lockridge and Marion Harlan, as told by Pearl Harlan Hullinger in Memories and Milestones.
The years went by with no settled place to live and they were always thinking of a new country. Marion went to Canada and homesteaded, but when it came time to move there he couldn't bring himself to give up his citizenship in the U. S., though he thought it was good land. And so in 1903 he came to look over South Dakota and did homestead the southwest quarter of section 1, Township 3, South, 31 E, in what was then Lyman County, but is now Jones. The catch was that by now he was 42 years old and as I look back I know it was too late in his life ever to conquer this country. In the spring of 1905 we came out to live for awhile until we could prove up and sell the land.
Marion had made several trips here to hold down the claim and I remember him telling how it was in September of 1904. No rain and with the hundreds of range cattle that ranged from the Medicine Creek to the White River, there was no grass for miles. But in spite of that he came out in April and built a shack. He stayed behind to work when in June, Minnie, I, then ten, and Theron, six, came on the train to Chamberlain. I was old enough to be excited about it all and was very happy to come. We were met in Chamberlain by Roy Andrews, who was 14 and the son of a man whose family lived near our shack and ran a road house. We had brought some bedding from Iowa, but that was about all, so Minnie bought a little two-hole stove, stove pipe and screen wire. I remember a keyhole saw and hammer and she used them. There were floor boards for the shack, lath and tarpaper. But you can get the picture, nothing unnecessary. As soon as we got there, she began helping Mr. Andrews lay a floor in the shack and after that she made a screen door and put screen over the holes which we had for windows, no glass, but board fit when it rained. In a week or two, our Aunt Cora and Josie came, and they lived in shacks nearby. I don't know what we ate or where we got it. I remember bacon and syrup. Josie said she had often heard of the Land of Milk and Honey, but this was the first she had heard of the Land of Dam Water and Syrup. So it was all a big joke and like a camping trip.
Marion and Uncle Lee came in September, driving through from Iowa with a team and spring wagon, so now we had transportation. They went to work at Zoske's, putting up hay and hauling loads of wood home as they came. So winter was being thought of. They banked up the shack to the eaves so it was very warm and, of course, put in windows.
We had no school all that winter but we read a lot, and I had several books I almost memorized --- Uncle Tom's Cabin, Alice in Wonderland, and Five Little Peppers. An odd assortment but all there was. There was a stack of magazines, Red Book, Argosy, and Cosmopolitan, and I read those, too. They were racy for their day and I wish I could see them to see what I really did read. I had failed to learn the multiplication table in Iowa. One day Minnie taught me to do long division, so I evidently went on from there. I never bothered to learn those tables any more. The Andrews girls and I sewed for our dolls. I had a big doll that took too much material so I carved out a little wooden doll with a very graceful shape like the ladies had then and if you didn't like the shape you could carve off a little more. She had a lot of yellow hair made out of tow they used to clean guns with. The arms were made out of cloth rolled up and would bend just as well as the expensive dolls they have now. She had no legs, but with the long skirts they had, she could stand up fine. On the whole, she was the best doll I ever had.
And so we had a very profitable and fun year. The next summer I was eleven and in September they started school. I still couldn't multiply but the teacher started us on fractions and as far as I can remember it was easy. We only went to school until October when the claim could be "proved up." Irene was born that July, 1906. Somehow we had gotten another team of horses and a wagon with a cover and we were going back to Iowa. We were 17 days on the way and maybe I had better tell what I can remember. It just seems to me that no one made such trips after that. It wasn't much fun for me as by that time I was getting older and self-conscious about not being in school and probably looked pretty shabby.
Sick Horse Nearly Stops Trip
It was not uncomfortable in the wagon. We had bed springs on the wagon box to sleep on, a little stove to cook with, and a good tight cover over the wagon bows. We got as far as between Pukwana and Kimball when one of the horses got sick. That was a thing we forget about, but was a threat often then. There was not a house in sight and you could see for miles. The folks got out all the remedies, soda, liniment, and what else I don't know and mixed it together and got it down the horse. We were unhitched, of course, and the horse was lying by a haystack so there must have been people somewhere. They called the sickness colic and diagnosed that the cause was the water she drank at Pukwana. I can remember the sick feeling of fear and discouragement that I suppose I caught from the folks.
The railroad track was nearby and I remember them saying that my father could follow that until he caught a ride with the section men to a town where he could get another horse. But because of, or in spite of the medicine, she got better and in the morning we started on.
Irene was only three months old and they feared the trip would be too hard on her, so when we got to Mitchell my mother took her and went on the train. We could travel about 30 miles a day and I remember how careful my father was to avoid going the least way north or west, but only south or east. Every foot in the wrong direction would have to be made back. I used to remember every town we stayed in, but can't any more. There was Bridgewater, Rock Valley, Archer, Cherokee, and many others. Marion was whimsical and fun and we laughed and made jokes and rhymes and he was never cross. One night Theron got sick with a very high fever and was delirious, and I could sense his desperation and worry, but Theron was better in the morning and we went on. That must have been in Iowa somewhere.
But we finally got to Prole where we had a farm rented and ready for us. We lived there two years trying to decide whether to sell our claim and buy in Iowa or not. We could sell the 160 acres for about enough to buy 40 acres there. As we see it today, that was a bargain, but no way of judging then. I wanted to come back and may have been the deciding factor, but I don't know.
When we came back to South Dakota in the fall of 1908 with an immigrant car loaded with fence posts and furniture, Marion was 47. The claim was completely bare of improvements except the original shack. After a well was dug by hand in the creek, there was plenty of hard bitter water. It was clean and cold and we used it and learned to like it. People were leaving fast by then, so he bought another better shack and attached it to the first one. He also dug a cellar in that hard shale. The pick marks stayed in the walls for years showing how hard the digging had been. Then there were the post holes to be dug by hand and he had no help. He never hired help as there was no money for that. And then most important was the sod to break. He had gotten hold of one good big team, "Knute" and "Dick," a trotting bred mare, "Old Jess," and a little bronc saddle horse we called "Whizzer." It was hard grueling work for the horses and he took the best care of them he could. He was a horse lover and couldn't bear to work a horse with sore shoulders or that was too thin. I remember hearing him say about breaking up the land, "Horses will never do it." He could have no vision of tractors, but I wish he had. He planted 40 acres of wheat on some land just south of us and it was very nice and they had great hopes until it was hailed out. He also took a job of breaking sod north of Boyle's and I went along to drop seed corn in the furrow every third round. It would be covered the next time around. I enjoyed that as the weather was nice and Marion joked and we had fun. I can't remember any crop but maybe there was.
House Is Gradually Improved
The years went by and they added another shack or two to the house. Minnie was always papering, patching and papering again, so that it was comfortable and didn't look too bad inside. It had much tarpaper and banking up with dirt on the outside. There were some crops and some very good gardens, also chickens and eggs. We milked a few cows and sold cream.
It must have been in the winter of 1916-17 that he had a stroke. He seemed to recover from that, but it seems to me his judgment was never so good after that and the singing and joking stopped. In 1917, they sold the first land and moved about 6 miles north to another quarter where they built quite a good house and small barn. He planted trees and fruit and for a few years they thrived. It was a very nice looking farm. But by that time the ill health was increasing and it was a struggle for him to go on. The debts were piling up, too. He tried to keep his trees and garden alive and was pulling weeds the day he had his final stroke. He lived for a month, completely helpless, and died September 8, 1927. He had given 19 years and all his strength to the new country.
In a few years the buildings were sold. Drouth and grasshoppers took their toll so that now there is nothing left to show for all the labor except a tiny clump of Caraganas that you can see if you know where to look.
Minnie lived on for 40 more years. She died May 12, 1968, at the age of 98, but was privileged to keep her faculties and to see many of the dreams come true.
Mary Elizabeth Siddens and Eli Hullinger came to South Dakota from Iowa after the land had been homesteaded. They leased and then bought a farm. John F, Hullinger's story below.
In March of 1909, Father shipped an immigrant car to Vivian. He brought 8 horses, 2 cows, some chickens, machinery, and household goods, and last, but not least, two boys, Elmer, 13, and myself, 16. Father had a pass so that he could ride in the caboose and take care of the stock, so we boys came along as stowaways in the box car. We had a wagon box with bedding to sleep in. Furniture and junk were piled on top, leaving a small hole to crawl in. Then we could pull a chair into the hole so we could not be found. We had a big box of food among other things, a whole cooked ham, to last out the trip, so we were fairly comfortable. As I remember, we were on the road about 56 hours.
At first we really kept hid away, but got braver as time went on until at one stop a brakeman came along and looked in to see if there were any passengers and I was spotted. Father had to give him a dollar to let me ride.
We got in to Vivian in the evening and put the stock in the livery barn and the chickens were unloaded so they could rest and eat. We got the wagons unloaded and set up. Then we drove one team out to our Uncle D. J. Hullinger where our aunt fixed us some supper. They lived in a little old claim shack, but we were welcomed and fed. We slept on the floor. The next morning we got in touch with our uncles, Robert Harvey and Stanton Hullinger, who with Uncle D. J. came to Vivian with us and finished unloading the car and moving to the farm. Mother, Harvey, and the girls, Pearl and Lena, arrived a few days later on the passenger train.
Father had been out here earlier and leased a farm. As I think back, I cannot understand why he ever decided to leave a nice home in Iowa and come out here to an old shack of a house and straw barn, no well, and just a small dam that would not hold enough water for three months.
Lots of Grass and Mosquitoes
Well, I remember getting some oats and hay and putting in some crop. Then we moved to a better set of buildings, known as the Ed Shives place which John Hulce now owns. We had a nice warm spring and some nice rains and the crop looked good with lots of grass and also lots of mosquitoes, which was new to us. Then in early June a hail storm came along and about ruined the crop. However, there was enough left, so that it was harvested, but I know now that it never paid labor and expenses. That summer Father bought a quarter section, NWI/4 Sec. 17, Twp. 3, South Range 31 East, now in Jones County, and built some shacks and a small barn, and moved there. But earlier in the year Father and others were breaking sod for Ed Shives with four horses on a walking plow for $3.50 per acre. Ed Shives and his parents occupied part of the house we lived in. The barn was a long shed so there was plenty of barn room and as good as most houses at that time.
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Moses Harlan
1786-1842
Moses Harlan served with Abraham Lincoln in the Illinois Legislature in 1838-40 representing Peoria County, Illinois. Lincoln and Harlan were members of the Whig Party and often but not always voted together.
The Harlan family in America was founded by George and Michael Harlan, Quakers who came to Pennsylvania in 1687 from England. The family history was compiled in the "History and Genealogy of the Harlan Family," by Alpheus H. Harlan in 1914. On page 224, it states that:
“Moses Harlan (#676), son of George (#180), farmer (Friend or Quaker), born in Fayette County, Pennsylvania, in 1786; died in Peoria, Ill., 1842, and is buried there in the cemetery at Radnor Township, Peoria County, Ill. He was married near Ridgeville, Warren County, Ohio, in 1813 to Ann Jennings, daughter of John and Sarah (Hopkins) Jennings, who was born in 1791 and died in 1824. She is buried in Friends burying ground, Miami Meeting House.
Moses was descended from George Harlan #3; Aaron Harlan #8; George Harlan # 37; George Harlan #180; Moses Harlan #676;
There are several books in the Peoria and Dunlap, Illinois libraries that describe the early settlement of Peoria County. Napoleon Dunlap in the Historical Encyclopedia of Illinois and History of Peoria County Volume II tells us that many of the early settlers of Radnor came mostly from New York, Massachusetts, Ohio, and other Eastern States. Many of them came overland by emigrant wagons, consuming weeks in making the journey. He states that “Moses Harlan was County Commissioner in 1838, and two years in the Legislature,1838-40. His son, George B. Harlan, settled on Section 2 of Radnor Township in 1836. He was a Justice of the Peace for some years and a member of the Board of Supervisors for one or two years, besides holding other local offices.”
Dunlap also states that Moses’s sons Lewis Harlan was elected Assessor and George B. Harlan elected Justice of the Peace. He further states that:
“Moses Harlan came to Radnor Township in 1833 and purchased land from the Government on Section 22, the title deeds of his land having been signed by President John Tyler. Moses Harlan was an old line Whig, and served as a member of the Legislature and a County Commissioner.”
“Moses Harlan came to Radnor Township in 1833 and purchased land from the Government on Section 22, the title deeds of his land having been signed by President John Tyler. Moses Harlan was an old line Whig, and served as a member of the Legislature and a County Commissioner.”
Mr. William Logan Miller In the Old Settler's Book in the Dunlap Library states that “In the fall of '36 Moses Harlan moved in from Indiana with a large family. Then they had to build. They took up land south of father. There were three families: Aaron Wilkinson was a son-in-law of Moses Harlan, George Harlan was a Justice of the Peace. John Harlan was a young man; and there were also Lewis and Thomas. There was one young lady Rice McMillen married; her name was Phoebe Harlan.
Moses son Lewis Harlan was my Great Great Grandfather. http://lewisharlan.blogspot.com/ His biography in the Harlan family history shows that Moses also lived in Pikes County, Indiana from 1828 to 1836. So Moses like many Harlans moved west as the frontier advanced west, starting in Pennsylvania, then Ohio, Indiana and finally Illinois.
Moses was 50 years old when he came to Illinois, an advanced age to take on a new country. He brought a number of his adult children with him. He only lived to be 56 so it is remarkable that he was chosen to represent Peoria County in the Illinois Legislature.
Moses Harlan m. Ann Jennings in Warren Co., 1813, b. in 1791; d 1824 She is buried in Friends burying ground, Miami Meeting House.
Issue:
2286. George Baker, b. 9, 27, 1813; d. 11, 15, 1885; m Sara Cornelison.
2287. Sarah Hopkins, b. 3. 2, 1815; living, 1899; m. Aaron G. Wilkinson
2288. John, b. 12, 30, 1816; living, 1887; m. Caroline Please
2289. Phebe, b. 6, 14, 1818, in Warren Co., Ohio, m. David D. McMillan
2290 Milton, b. in Warren Co., Ohio, 11,14,1819; d. in Peoria Co. 9, 19, 1884
2291. Lewis, b. 8, 17, 1823; m. Eveline Chapin
Moses Harlan m. again in Warren Co., 7, 2, 1827, Mary Butler, b. in Jefferson Co., VA., 8, 9, 1797; d. in Henry Co, Ill., 11, 21, 1876
2292 Joseph, b. 10, 6, 1830; d. 5, 11, 1911; m. Araminta Hadsell.
2293. Thomas, b. in Peoria Co., Ill., 9, 23, 1834; m Sarah E. Sterns
2294. Mary Ann, b. in Peoria Co., Ill., 9, 7, 1837; unm., 1912.
2295. Margery in, b. 3, 7, 1840; living. 1912, m. Ross F. Schoonover
Descendants of Moses include Junior F. Harlan of the Harlan Association and Craig Harlan Hullinger as shown below:
Issue:
2286. George Baker, b. 9, 27, 1813; d. 11, 15, 1885; m Sara Cornelison.
2287. Sarah Hopkins, b. 3. 2, 1815; living, 1899; m. Aaron G. Wilkinson
2288. John, b. 12, 30, 1816; living, 1887; m. Caroline Please
2289. Phebe, b. 6, 14, 1818, in Warren Co., Ohio, m. David D. McMillan
2290 Milton, b. in Warren Co., Ohio, 11,14,1819; d. in Peoria Co. 9, 19, 1884
2291. Lewis, b. 8, 17, 1823; m. Eveline Chapin
Moses Harlan m. again in Warren Co., 7, 2, 1827, Mary Butler, b. in Jefferson Co., VA., 8, 9, 1797; d. in Henry Co, Ill., 11, 21, 1876
2292 Joseph, b. 10, 6, 1830; d. 5, 11, 1911; m. Araminta Hadsell.
2293. Thomas, b. in Peoria Co., Ill., 9, 23, 1834; m Sarah E. Sterns
2294. Mary Ann, b. in Peoria Co., Ill., 9, 7, 1837; unm., 1912.
2295. Margery in, b. 3, 7, 1840; living. 1912, m. Ross F. Schoonover
Descendants of Moses include Junior F. Harlan of the Harlan Association and Craig Harlan Hullinger as shown below:
John Harlan #2288; ________________ Lewis Harlan #2291
Harrison Harlan #5862; ___ Marion Harlan #2291-4
Fred Harlan #5862-9; ______________ Pearl J. Harlan Hullinger #2291-43
Harold V. Harlan#5862-94 __________ Clifford Harlan Hullinger #2291-431
Junior F. Harlan #5862-942 __________Craig Harlan Hullinger #2291-4311
Harrison Harlan #5862; ___ Marion Harlan #2291-4
Fred Harlan #5862-9; ______________ Pearl J. Harlan Hullinger #2291-43
Harold V. Harlan#5862-94 __________ Clifford Harlan Hullinger #2291-431
Junior F. Harlan #5862-942 __________Craig Harlan Hullinger #2291-4311
The Harlan Homestead in Illinois.
References and more information about Moses and his family are on the blogs below.
P. 636 - (Belmont Township) Harlan, Lewis, farmer, Section 23; P.O. Felix; born August 7, 1923 in Warren County Ohio; parents moved to Pike County, Indiana in 1828, and to Peoria County, IL in 1836; here he lived until 1854, when he came to this county and settled were he now lives; he owns a farm of 120 acres, and the first house he built on it was of hay, straw and mud; helped to organize the township and voted at the first election; has been assessor; he enlisted in Co. D, 34 Infantry in August, 1862 as a private, and was promoted to Sergeant, Jan 5, 1963; he served to May 20, 1963, when he was discharged on account of injuries received in left arm, while in the line of duty; was in the battles of Haines' Bluff and Arkansas Post, and many other skirmishes; he was married October 8, 1846 to Evaline, daughter of Joseph Chapin, now a resident of this township; they have had ten children: Geo. E., Ruth, Joseph, John, Martha, Marion E., James, Infant, Willie, and Ray; Geo. E., John, James and Infant are deceased.
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