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The year 1815 was one of the most backward in the history
of
Maine. One May 19th, a heavy snow storm occurred, and crops
could not be planted until the ordinary time for hoeing. The
following year was still more unfavorable, and 1816 was called
the season without a summer. Frost occurred in every month, and
no corn was raised. There was good sleighing until the latter
part of April, and the few warm days of May were succeeded by
cold so severe that ice froze upon the apple trees and killing
all fruit. June 6th, a severe snowstorm occurred and what crops
had been planted were set back so fare that corn was not ready to
hoe until the 9th of July. The hay crop was light and winter
started with a severe snowstorm on October 7th, leaving the
inhabitants in a gloomy state.
The spring of 1817 was well-nigh as cold and backward as
the
tow preceding seasons; farmers in the valley were discouraged and
began to look elsewhere for homes -- and all eyes began to turn
toward the beautiful and fertile region of the Ohio
Wilderness.
The five succeeding years (1817) were known as "The Ohio
Fever", and a steady stream of emigrants could be seen removing
to the Ohio country. Many of the most enterprising farmers sold
their farms and joined the growing procession. We find Jonathan
Hopkinson, a much esteemed citizen, standing by the side of his
wagon, whip in hand, saying the last words to his weeping
friends, his wife's step-mother, Mrs. Francis Tufts, trying to
cheer them by saying: "Well, I suppose, Hopkinsons may as well go
to heaven by the way of Ohio as any other way"...
The journey was made in covered emigrant wagons, with two
to
four horses being used, due to the condition of roads (?) and
fording of streams. Many descriptions are available recounting
these precarious journeys; Josiah Tufts being one of them in
1817, possibly the first Tufts family to acquire the "Ohio
Fever".
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