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Note: , gave our reporters a very interesting account a few days ago ofhis first trip to this county in March, 1861. Mr. and Mrs. HICKEY formerlyresided in Philadelphia. Soon after they moved west he decided he would comeand visit them. Speaking of the affair he said:"When Mr. and Mrs. HICKEY came to Iowa they located in this county, settlingon the west bank of the river about three miles southwest of the presenttown of Emmetsburg. They kept a postoffice at their home for a number ofyears. The nearest town to them was Fort Dodge. They had to haul theirprovisions from Iowa City. There were, I think, about ten families in thecounty at that time. I remember all of the names very well, but it wouldtake too much space to list them. That was in March, 1861.""But now let me tell you of my experience. My parents remained atPhiladelphia after Mr. and Mrs. HICKEY came to Iowa. I remember they used toreceive letters from my sister, postmarked Fort Dodge, Webster county, Iowa.I was then a boy of twelve years of age. I thought Iowa was the jumping offplace out west. one day I made up my mind that I would go and see my sister.The only address I had was Fort Dodge, Webster county, Iowa. I tied up myshirt in a little package, bought a few ginger cakes, tied them in ahandkerchief and started out on my long journey. I had about 40 or 50 centsin my pocket. Some time later I was found in a railway box car by thebrakemen. They took me to the caboose and cared for me. When I reachedPittsburg they sent me free from there to Chicago. There the agent put me incharge of the conductor of a train on the C.D. railroad. I had no difficultyin reaching Dubuque where the conductor brought me to one of hte best hotelsand paid my bill. He told the conductor who was coming west on the IllinoisCentral to bring me as far as Farley, which, if I remember correctly, isabout sixty miles this side of Dubuque. The Illinois Central conductor paidmy hotel expenses and my fare on the old Concord coach to Fort Dodge. I soonfound myself in a very wild country compared to Philadelphia, but when Ireached Fort Dodge I discovered that I had not yet arrived at the end of myjourney. The people of that place told me that Mr. and Mrs. HICKEY livedfifty or sixty miles up the Des Moines river, Keiron MULRONEY was at thattime carrying the mail from Fort Dodge to the Irish settlement in thislocality. He also made one trip a week to Spirit Lake. I got a chance toride with Mrs. MARTIN and her sister, who were going to Spirit Lake tosettle some business for the estate of her husband who was killed by theIndians a short time before. There were two teams and wagons in our party.The wagon in the lead broke down and left Mrs. MARTIN, her sister, and twochildren and myself to come on. It was snowing at the time and we cound notsee the road. We got lost and were very much alarmed when James HICKEY andsome of his neighbors came out with lanterns and found us along the river.They took us into camp. That night there was a party at the home of JackMULRONEY. When we got htere we found them all having a good time. There wasa warm fire and many of the people there were dancing. There was plenty offine victuals on the table. Of course I need not say that I was a hungry boyand enjoyed a good meal."The next morning mr. HICKEY, who was my brother-in-law, drove in front ofthe house wit ha yoke of oxen, the first I had ever seen. We got into thewagon and started for home."During the summer Mr. HICKEY and Andy HOOD surveyed five townships on thewest side of the river. I was the kid who drove the oxen. I hauled stakesfor the surveyors. After this work was done I did not remain very long inthis locality. I wanted to go back home again so my sister gave me fivetwenty dollar gold pieces adn I started back for Philadelphia. John F.DUNCOMBE was on his way to Fort Dodge from Spirit Lake. He took me with him.>From Ft. Dodge I started for Des Moines. I was placed in charge of anotherlawyer from Des Moines. I took the steamer, Iowa Falls, the last steam boatthat went down the Des Moines River. It was bound for Keokuk. From thatplace I went to New Orleans."To make a long story short, I have traveled from British America to theGulf of Mexico and from Maine to the Rocky Mountains. I have been on all thenavigable streams that flow into the Ohio and Mississippi rivers and on allof the great lakes except Superior. I have been on the Chesapeake andDelaware bays, the Pamico and Albemarie sound of North Carolina, in theDismal Swamp of Virginia, on the James, Potomac, Roanoke, Rappahannockrivers and in various other places. I started out young and have had quitean experience as a traveler. I am at present living at Hobart, Oklahoma,where I conduct a Eurpoean hotel. It is needless to say that I am enoying myvisit to Emmetsburg. I have met a number of the early settlers who were herein 1861 and 1862, and have spent a great many pleasant hours talking aboutold times." Tim, I found two James J. Hogans. One lived in a hotel in Hobart and was a bridge carpenter. He is enumerated next to a Dennis Hogan. Dennis was 23, there was no age for James The other was a Restaurant owner 51 b. Ireland married 29 years to a Mattie b. IN. There was a son James J. 22 b. Indiana also in the family. Hope one of these match your needs - Glenn A microfilm copy of the above referenced census page is available for $7.50. Let me help you in your research & documentation. I have access to all microfilmed census reports for all states, all soundex records and most published printed state indexes. Contact me for additional services and pricing. glennmc@@peoplepc.com Emmetsburg Democrat Emmetsburg, Palo Alto, Iowa Wednesday, 16 Apr 1913 James HOGAN of Hobart, Oklahoma, has been visiting his sister, Mrs. James HICKEY, during the past few days. He frequently visited this county about fifty years ago. He is at present engaged in the hotel business at Hobart.
Note: Emmetsburg DemocratPalo Alto Co, IA23 Apr 1913SPEAKS OF FIFTY YEARS AGOJames HOGAN on His Visit to Emmetsburg in 1861James HOGAN, who recently visited his sister, Mrs. James HICKEY, of Vernontownship
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