Porter County Death Index 1884-1927
Blake Perry 1/31/1906 12/26/1825 80 Ohio Porter County J. Blake E. Walton Blake Cemetery
A wonderful story about his family on USGenweb.com Porter County Indiana site.
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ANOTHER PIONEER GONE.
Perry Blake, for Seventy Years a Resident of This County, Passes Away.
A Brief History of His Early Life, Written by Himself Four Years Ago.
Perry Blake, one of the men who helped to build Porter county, is no more. Wednesday morning at 4:30 o'clock, he passed away at his home in Portage township. The day before he was in his usual health, and went to Lake Station, feeling apparently all right. At his usual bedtime he retired, and went to sleep. About 2 o'clock Mrs. Blake heard him get up, but he soon laid down again, and made no complaint. At 4:30 she heard him breathing peculiarly, and got up to see what was the matter. On reaching his bedside she realized that he was in a bad way, and went to get a lamp. By the time she got a lamp lighted and had entered his room again, he had breathed his last.
The funeral will be held Friday. The funeral cortege will leave the family residence at one o'clock, and go to the Swedish Mission church, where the funeral services will be held, after which the remains will be laid in their last resting place in the Blake cemetery.
Perry Blake was born in Jackson county, Ohio, on Christmas day, 1825. On October 11, 1833, he with his father and family bid goodbye to old friends and started west. Of this trip, Mr. Blake four years ago, wrote:
"We had a very good team of horses and covered wagon for those times. We were accompanied by several of our neighbors with teams, also going west. We saw no Indians until we neared Fort Wayne, which was then a thriving town, consisting of one log tavern for man and beast, and when a man paid his bill, he got a drink of whiskey free. Whiskey could then be bought for 10 cents per gallon. We had a very pleasant journey, occasionally hooking on a stump or miring down, which we did quite often, but all took hold, the women lending a hand, and with a heavy hee o hee, out she come and on we went. We passed through South Bend about Nov. 15, which at that time had one two story log tavern and two or three log cabins. I believe a family of Coquillards occupied one of the cabins. We drove on to about where Notre Dame is now, where a Blake then lived, who had left Ohio a year before. We were royally welcomed and invited into the house, which consisted of a huge shed open on one side, built of fence rails and coursed with old fashioned shakes and held on by poles laid crosswise and pine put in to keep it from rolling off. Here we stayed a few days to rest up, and while there we all helped him to erect a big log house. We here saw Indians every day. They were mostly going to Chicago to draw their annuity from the U. S. Two or three hundred in a drove were nothing uncommon. They were very friendly, but mighty good beggars for anything they wanted, mostly grub, however. Just before we left there occurred the great "falling of the stars;" many thought the world was coming to an end, but it didn't. About the 15th of November we again bid goodbye to friends and pulled out west again. We finally brought up about a mile north of Westville, where we lived about two years. The good land there was about all taken up, so that we again pulled up stakes and settled here in Portage township on the 10th of July, 1836, (which will be seventy years next July). There was hardly a white man here then, but shortly after they began to move to Indiana, and deer were as plentiful as cattle are now. The Indians were very friendly, and often brought us deer hams for meat. There had been very little land surveyed when we moved here, but it was shortly afterward. We lived until my father died in 1844, on the farm now owned by Christ Dombey, 90 rods west of my present home. About the first man with whom I became acquainted was Joseph Morgan of Westchester. I helped to located the first graveyard in this township and dug the first grave, for Mrs. Taylor, who died in 1836. After my father died, my brother Frank and I had the care of the family, until I was married in 1848. Since then I have resided on my present farm, which was only forty acres at that time, and I borrowed the money mostly of Leeds, of Michigan City, to pay for it. Leeds was about the only money lender in this part of the country then. Our nearest store was Michigan City or Chicago; the nearest grist mill was at Kingsbury, Laporte county. We usually hung a sack on either side of a horse, got on top of it, and took through the woods; it took about two days to make the round trip. Old Mr. Bailie or Bailly, of Baillytown, died about the first winter after we settled here.
I was married in March, 1848, to Clarinda Cleavland, who was also from Ohio, and whose parents settled near Woods Mills, Lake county, in 1837. She died in 1896. I have four sons, all grown. D. P. Blake is the only one left in Indiana. He lives about 30 rods west of me. I have one brother, Vinton Blake, of Elk Falls, Kan., and Jared Blake, of Washington township, Porter county. I was married the second time on October, 1901, to Mrs. Mary A. Peek. She was the widow of Hubbard Peek, also an old settler. He was one of my first neighbors here, three miles away in the '30s."
In the above simple tale will be seen the early struggles of the men who prepared this county for those of today. This old man has lived through changes greater than will ever again be witnessed in the life of one man again. Like the veteran oak of the forest, he was at least stricken down, and is no more. For twenty-three years it has been our pleasure to know this old man, and it was always a real pleasure to see him come in the office, and have him talk over the old days. He was a close observer, and an intelligent reader. Few men in this county were better posted on general subjects than he. His death removed from the county one of its oldest landmarks, and one of its most respected citizens.
Source: The Chesterton Tribune, Chesterton, Porter County, Indiana; February 1, 1906; Volume 22, Number 44, Page 1, Columns 3-4.
Blake Perry 1/31/1906 12/26/1825 80 Ohio Porter County J. Blake E. Walton Blake Cemetery
A wonderful story about his family on USGenweb.com Porter County Indiana site.
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ANOTHER PIONEER GONE.
Perry Blake, for Seventy Years a Resident of This County, Passes Away.
A Brief History of His Early Life, Written by Himself Four Years Ago.
Perry Blake, one of the men who helped to build Porter county, is no more. Wednesday morning at 4:30 o'clock, he passed away at his home in Portage township. The day before he was in his usual health, and went to Lake Station, feeling apparently all right. At his usual bedtime he retired, and went to sleep. About 2 o'clock Mrs. Blake heard him get up, but he soon laid down again, and made no complaint. At 4:30 she heard him breathing peculiarly, and got up to see what was the matter. On reaching his bedside she realized that he was in a bad way, and went to get a lamp. By the time she got a lamp lighted and had entered his room again, he had breathed his last.
The funeral will be held Friday. The funeral cortege will leave the family residence at one o'clock, and go to the Swedish Mission church, where the funeral services will be held, after which the remains will be laid in their last resting place in the Blake cemetery.
Perry Blake was born in Jackson county, Ohio, on Christmas day, 1825. On October 11, 1833, he with his father and family bid goodbye to old friends and started west. Of this trip, Mr. Blake four years ago, wrote:
"We had a very good team of horses and covered wagon for those times. We were accompanied by several of our neighbors with teams, also going west. We saw no Indians until we neared Fort Wayne, which was then a thriving town, consisting of one log tavern for man and beast, and when a man paid his bill, he got a drink of whiskey free. Whiskey could then be bought for 10 cents per gallon. We had a very pleasant journey, occasionally hooking on a stump or miring down, which we did quite often, but all took hold, the women lending a hand, and with a heavy hee o hee, out she come and on we went. We passed through South Bend about Nov. 15, which at that time had one two story log tavern and two or three log cabins. I believe a family of Coquillards occupied one of the cabins. We drove on to about where Notre Dame is now, where a Blake then lived, who had left Ohio a year before. We were royally welcomed and invited into the house, which consisted of a huge shed open on one side, built of fence rails and coursed with old fashioned shakes and held on by poles laid crosswise and pine put in to keep it from rolling off. Here we stayed a few days to rest up, and while there we all helped him to erect a big log house. We here saw Indians every day. They were mostly going to Chicago to draw their annuity from the U. S. Two or three hundred in a drove were nothing uncommon. They were very friendly, but mighty good beggars for anything they wanted, mostly grub, however. Just before we left there occurred the great "falling of the stars;" many thought the world was coming to an end, but it didn't. About the 15th of November we again bid goodbye to friends and pulled out west again. We finally brought up about a mile north of Westville, where we lived about two years. The good land there was about all taken up, so that we again pulled up stakes and settled here in Portage township on the 10th of July, 1836, (which will be seventy years next July). There was hardly a white man here then, but shortly after they began to move to Indiana, and deer were as plentiful as cattle are now. The Indians were very friendly, and often brought us deer hams for meat. There had been very little land surveyed when we moved here, but it was shortly afterward. We lived until my father died in 1844, on the farm now owned by Christ Dombey, 90 rods west of my present home. About the first man with whom I became acquainted was Joseph Morgan of Westchester. I helped to located the first graveyard in this township and dug the first grave, for Mrs. Taylor, who died in 1836. After my father died, my brother Frank and I had the care of the family, until I was married in 1848. Since then I have resided on my present farm, which was only forty acres at that time, and I borrowed the money mostly of Leeds, of Michigan City, to pay for it. Leeds was about the only money lender in this part of the country then. Our nearest store was Michigan City or Chicago; the nearest grist mill was at Kingsbury, Laporte county. We usually hung a sack on either side of a horse, got on top of it, and took through the woods; it took about two days to make the round trip. Old Mr. Bailie or Bailly, of Baillytown, died about the first winter after we settled here.
I was married in March, 1848, to Clarinda Cleavland, who was also from Ohio, and whose parents settled near Woods Mills, Lake county, in 1837. She died in 1896. I have four sons, all grown. D. P. Blake is the only one left in Indiana. He lives about 30 rods west of me. I have one brother, Vinton Blake, of Elk Falls, Kan., and Jared Blake, of Washington township, Porter county. I was married the second time on October, 1901, to Mrs. Mary A. Peek. She was the widow of Hubbard Peek, also an old settler. He was one of my first neighbors here, three miles away in the '30s."
In the above simple tale will be seen the early struggles of the men who prepared this county for those of today. This old man has lived through changes greater than will ever again be witnessed in the life of one man again. Like the veteran oak of the forest, he was at least stricken down, and is no more. For twenty-three years it has been our pleasure to know this old man, and it was always a real pleasure to see him come in the office, and have him talk over the old days. He was a close observer, and an intelligent reader. Few men in this county were better posted on general subjects than he. His death removed from the county one of its oldest landmarks, and one of its most respected citizens.
Source: The Chesterton Tribune, Chesterton, Porter County, Indiana; February 1, 1906; Volume 22, Number 44, Page 1, Columns 3-4.
Porter County Death Index 1884-1927
Blake Perry 1/31/1906 12/26/1825 80 Ohio Porter County J. Blake E. Walton Blake Cemetery
A wonderful story about his family on USGenweb.com Porter County Indiana site.
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ANOTHER PIONEER GONE.
Perry Blake, for Seventy Years a Resident of This County, Passes Away.
A Brief History of His Early Life, Written by Himself Four Years Ago.
Perry Blake, one of the men who helped to build Porter county, is no more. Wednesday morning at 4:30 o'clock, he passed away at his home in Portage township. The day before he was in his usual health, and went to Lake Station, feeling apparently all right. At his usual bedtime he retired, and went to sleep. About 2 o'clock Mrs. Blake heard him get up, but he soon laid down again, and made no complaint. At 4:30 she heard him breathing peculiarly, and got up to see what was the matter. On reaching his bedside she realized that he was in a bad way, and went to get a lamp. By the time she got a lamp lighted and had entered his room again, he had breathed his last.
The funeral will be held Friday. The funeral cortege will leave the family residence at one o'clock, and go to the Swedish Mission church, where the funeral services will be held, after which the remains will be laid in their last resting place in the Blake cemetery.
Perry Blake was born in Jackson county, Ohio, on Christmas day, 1825. On October 11, 1833, he with his father and family bid goodbye to old friends and started west. Of this trip, Mr. Blake four years ago, wrote:
"We had a very good team of horses and covered wagon for those times. We were accompanied by several of our neighbors with teams, also going west. We saw no Indians until we neared Fort Wayne, which was then a thriving town, consisting of one log tavern for man and beast, and when a man paid his bill, he got a drink of whiskey free. Whiskey could then be bought for 10 cents per gallon. We had a very pleasant journey, occasionally hooking on a stump or miring down, which we did quite often, but all took hold, the women lending a hand, and with a heavy hee o hee, out she come and on we went. We passed through South Bend about Nov. 15, which at that time had one two story log tavern and two or three log cabins. I believe a family of Coquillards occupied one of the cabins. We drove on to about where Notre Dame is now, where a Blake then lived, who had left Ohio a year before. We were royally welcomed and invited into the house, which consisted of a huge shed open on one side, built of fence rails and coursed with old fashioned shakes and held on by poles laid crosswise and pine put in to keep it from rolling off. Here we stayed a few days to rest up, and while there we all helped him to erect a big log house. We here saw Indians every day. They were mostly going to Chicago to draw their annuity from the U. S. Two or three hundred in a drove were nothing uncommon. They were very friendly, but mighty good beggars for anything they wanted, mostly grub, however. Just before we left there occurred the great "falling of the stars;" many thought the world was coming to an end, but it didn't. About the 15th of November we again bid goodbye to friends and pulled out west again. We finally brought up about a mile north of Westville, where we lived about two years. The good land there was about all taken up, so that we again pulled up stakes and settled here in Portage township on the 10th of July, 1836, (which will be seventy years next July). There was hardly a white man here then, but shortly after they began to move to Indiana, and deer were as plentiful as cattle are now. The Indians were very friendly, and often brought us deer hams for meat. There had been very little land surveyed when we moved here, but it was shortly afterward. We lived until my father died in 1844, on the farm now owned by Christ Dombey, 90 rods west of my present home. About the first man with whom I became acquainted was Joseph Morgan of Westchester. I helped to located the first graveyard in this township and dug the first grave, for Mrs. Taylor, who died in 1836. After my father died, my brother Frank and I had the care of the family, until I was married in 1848. Since then I have resided on my present farm, which was only forty acres at that time, and I borrowed the money mostly of Leeds, of Michigan City, to pay for it. Leeds was about the only money lender in this part of the country then. Our nearest store was Michigan City or Chicago; the nearest grist mill was at Kingsbury, Laporte county. We usually hung a sack on either side of a horse, got on top of it, and took through the woods; it took about two days to make the round trip. Old Mr. Bailie or Bailly, of Baillytown, died about the first winter after we settled here.
I was married in March, 1848, to Clarinda Cleavland, who was also from Ohio, and whose parents settled near Woods Mills, Lake county, in 1837. She died in 1896. I have four sons, all grown. D. P. Blake is the only one left in Indiana. He lives about 30 rods west of me. I have one brother, Vinton Blake, of Elk Falls, Kan., and Jared Blake, of Washington township, Porter county. I was married the second time on October, 1901, to Mrs. Mary A. Peek. She was the widow of Hubbard Peek, also an old settler. He was one of my first neighbors here, three miles away in the '30s."
In the above simple tale will be seen the early struggles of the men who prepared this county for those of today. This old man has lived through changes greater than will ever again be witnessed in the life of one man again. Like the veteran oak of the forest, he was at least stricken down, and is no more. For twenty-three years it has been our pleasure to know this old man, and it was always a real pleasure to see him come in the office, and have him talk over the old days. He was a close observer, and an intelligent reader. Few men in this county were better posted on general subjects than he. His death removed from the county one of its oldest landmarks, and one of its most respected citizens.
Source: The Chesterton Tribune, Chesterton, Porter County, Indiana; February 1, 1906; Volume 22, Number 44, Page 1, Columns 3-4.
Blake Perry 1/31/1906 12/26/1825 80 Ohio Porter County J. Blake E. Walton Blake Cemetery
A wonderful story about his family on USGenweb.com Porter County Indiana site.
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ANOTHER PIONEER GONE.
Perry Blake, for Seventy Years a Resident of This County, Passes Away.
A Brief History of His Early Life, Written by Himself Four Years Ago.
Perry Blake, one of the men who helped to build Porter county, is no more. Wednesday morning at 4:30 o'clock, he passed away at his home in Portage township. The day before he was in his usual health, and went to Lake Station, feeling apparently all right. At his usual bedtime he retired, and went to sleep. About 2 o'clock Mrs. Blake heard him get up, but he soon laid down again, and made no complaint. At 4:30 she heard him breathing peculiarly, and got up to see what was the matter. On reaching his bedside she realized that he was in a bad way, and went to get a lamp. By the time she got a lamp lighted and had entered his room again, he had breathed his last.
The funeral will be held Friday. The funeral cortege will leave the family residence at one o'clock, and go to the Swedish Mission church, where the funeral services will be held, after which the remains will be laid in their last resting place in the Blake cemetery.
Perry Blake was born in Jackson county, Ohio, on Christmas day, 1825. On October 11, 1833, he with his father and family bid goodbye to old friends and started west. Of this trip, Mr. Blake four years ago, wrote:
"We had a very good team of horses and covered wagon for those times. We were accompanied by several of our neighbors with teams, also going west. We saw no Indians until we neared Fort Wayne, which was then a thriving town, consisting of one log tavern for man and beast, and when a man paid his bill, he got a drink of whiskey free. Whiskey could then be bought for 10 cents per gallon. We had a very pleasant journey, occasionally hooking on a stump or miring down, which we did quite often, but all took hold, the women lending a hand, and with a heavy hee o hee, out she come and on we went. We passed through South Bend about Nov. 15, which at that time had one two story log tavern and two or three log cabins. I believe a family of Coquillards occupied one of the cabins. We drove on to about where Notre Dame is now, where a Blake then lived, who had left Ohio a year before. We were royally welcomed and invited into the house, which consisted of a huge shed open on one side, built of fence rails and coursed with old fashioned shakes and held on by poles laid crosswise and pine put in to keep it from rolling off. Here we stayed a few days to rest up, and while there we all helped him to erect a big log house. We here saw Indians every day. They were mostly going to Chicago to draw their annuity from the U. S. Two or three hundred in a drove were nothing uncommon. They were very friendly, but mighty good beggars for anything they wanted, mostly grub, however. Just before we left there occurred the great "falling of the stars;" many thought the world was coming to an end, but it didn't. About the 15th of November we again bid goodbye to friends and pulled out west again. We finally brought up about a mile north of Westville, where we lived about two years. The good land there was about all taken up, so that we again pulled up stakes and settled here in Portage township on the 10th of July, 1836, (which will be seventy years next July). There was hardly a white man here then, but shortly after they began to move to Indiana, and deer were as plentiful as cattle are now. The Indians were very friendly, and often brought us deer hams for meat. There had been very little land surveyed when we moved here, but it was shortly afterward. We lived until my father died in 1844, on the farm now owned by Christ Dombey, 90 rods west of my present home. About the first man with whom I became acquainted was Joseph Morgan of Westchester. I helped to located the first graveyard in this township and dug the first grave, for Mrs. Taylor, who died in 1836. After my father died, my brother Frank and I had the care of the family, until I was married in 1848. Since then I have resided on my present farm, which was only forty acres at that time, and I borrowed the money mostly of Leeds, of Michigan City, to pay for it. Leeds was about the only money lender in this part of the country then. Our nearest store was Michigan City or Chicago; the nearest grist mill was at Kingsbury, Laporte county. We usually hung a sack on either side of a horse, got on top of it, and took through the woods; it took about two days to make the round trip. Old Mr. Bailie or Bailly, of Baillytown, died about the first winter after we settled here.
I was married in March, 1848, to Clarinda Cleavland, who was also from Ohio, and whose parents settled near Woods Mills, Lake county, in 1837. She died in 1896. I have four sons, all grown. D. P. Blake is the only one left in Indiana. He lives about 30 rods west of me. I have one brother, Vinton Blake, of Elk Falls, Kan., and Jared Blake, of Washington township, Porter county. I was married the second time on October, 1901, to Mrs. Mary A. Peek. She was the widow of Hubbard Peek, also an old settler. He was one of my first neighbors here, three miles away in the '30s."
In the above simple tale will be seen the early struggles of the men who prepared this county for those of today. This old man has lived through changes greater than will ever again be witnessed in the life of one man again. Like the veteran oak of the forest, he was at least stricken down, and is no more. For twenty-three years it has been our pleasure to know this old man, and it was always a real pleasure to see him come in the office, and have him talk over the old days. He was a close observer, and an intelligent reader. Few men in this county were better posted on general subjects than he. His death removed from the county one of its oldest landmarks, and one of its most respected citizens.
Source: The Chesterton Tribune, Chesterton, Porter County, Indiana; February 1, 1906; Volume 22, Number 44, Page 1, Columns 3-4.
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