From Grandma Trowbridges Narrative written for her family, it can be found online and the actual images are at the http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~ohfahs/Forest/FM/FM0043.html


Memorial to Peter Howe
Now I will add a memorial of my father: Peter Howe, the subject of the following memoir, was born in New Marlborough, Mass., August 1st, 1756; he was a soldier in the Revolutionary war, and was in several battles; was in the one in Bennington, where the Americans conquered the British forces, and drove them from the battle ground. The British had some Hessians in their army, and when the Americans were returning to their place of rendezvous, and passing over the ground where the men were lying, some dead, some wounded, they saw a Hessian soldier that was wounded, and lying on the ground with his head raised up against a tree, and one of the soldiers shot him again and his head fell down, and they left him supposing him to be dead, but Peter Howe came along in the rear and the Hessian was yet alive, and had raised his head against the tree again, and so Howe went to him, and gave him water to drink, and got help and took him to the house where the soldiers were stationed, which was a double log-house, and they heard the man who shot him the second time, say in a boasting, way, that he put one d--d Hessian out of his misery. So Peter Howe left the Hessian in care of the surgeon and nurses, and not knowing his name or whether he got well or not.
After the war he was married to Orinda Fuller, and settled in Rutland county, Vermont, where he remained until 1801, when he moved to Washington county Ohio, where he lived about 25 years. His children having all married and left them he and his wife went to live with their youngest son, Sylvanus, in Athens county, where they remained the most of the time while they lived. He was the father of 15 children, and at the time of his death, he had 61 grandchildren, 44 great-grand-children, and 1 great-great-grand-child, and in the spring of 1842, he sat at the table with his eldest child, his eldest great-grand child, and his only great-great-grand-child, all daughters. After the repast, he arose and said -- arise, daughter, and go to your daughter, for your daughter's daughter has got a daughter. He was a father to the fatherless, and the widow's help; he was a philanthropist and a republican; he led a Christian life, and was a worthy example of morality before his children and neighbors. As his earthly body was fast failing, and he was about to cross the river death, his prospects for a better and happier state of existence grew brighter and brighter, and while laboring under his last illness not a murmur was heard; all was quiet, all was peace; and his mind was clear and tranquil, and he testified to all that a virtuous life disarms death of his sting, for he was patient and submissive to the will of his Heavenly Father, to the end of his earthly Journey, leaving his friends to mourn their loss, but in the firm belief that their loss was his eternal gain. He died December 19th, 1842, being 86 years, 4 months and 18 days old. His wife died seven years previously. But a few weeks before his death, he found out that an old woman, who was about 90 years old, and two of her sons, who were living in the neighborhood where he then lived, were the wife and sons of the wounded soldier whose life he was instrumental in the hands of Providence of saving at the Bennington battle, so the Hessian soldier, who was shot twice by the Americans at the Bennington battle got well, and married, and settled in New York, and died there, and his wife and two of his sons moved to Ames township, Ohio, where Peter Howe spent his last days.
Now I will bid you all good-bye.
SOPHRONIA H. TROWBRIDGE
December 8th, 1874.