1910 Census Narrative Description|Leavenworth, Indiana
Leavenworth, named for the proprietors S. M. and Z. Leavenworth, contained in 1849 twenty-five brick and seventy-five frame dwelling houses and about 600 inhabitants and was a favorable location for business, having a good landing for boats and commanding a trade of an extensive and productive territory in the interior. It was generally considered that a better shipyard could not be found in Indiana, however, due to continuous flooding of the Ohio River, was eventually moved "up the hill" and the original site is now referred to as Old Leavenworth.
Many things can be learned while looking at the census records for Leavenworth Town in 1910. There is no mention of how large the area was that contained these 155 pieces of property and 166 families.
Daniel McCullum was the enumerator for the 1910 census. It is likely that it was his family, # 10, who shows D. E. McCullum, age 57, a house painter who was born in Indiana. He had to be known by all of the people on the census because he had visited each family in order to collect the information used on the census. It shows his wife to be Alice, they had been married for 34 years and had 3 children. Their son William was 27 years old and living at home with them. He was working as a mate on a river boat.
Family # 7 lists Perry Paxton, age 54, and wife Victoria, the first marriage for both of them. They had been married 19 years and had 4 children who were all still living. Perry was born in Indiana and his parents were born in Virginia. His wife and her parents were all born in Indiana. Perry was a ship carpenter and worked on boats.
Family # 8 is E. G. McCullum, age 26, wife Lilly, age 21, married 4 years and had 1 child. E. G. McCullum was a school teacher in the public school. This is likely the son of Daniel McCullum who had taken the census.
Family # 11 is Uriah Green, age 51, with his second wife Fanny, age 36 and it was her first marriage and they had been married 15 years. His son Jesse, age 21, was born in Missouri which shows that Uriah had returned to Indiana where he was born. Uriah and Jesse were both laborers working on the river.
Family # 12 appears to be S. Leavenworth, age 64, born in Indiana and his father was born in Massachusetts and his mother in Delaware. His wife Mary was 55 years old and it was the second marriage for both of them. They had been married 15 years and had no children together. He was the Post Master at the post office and his wife Mary was a clerk at the post office.
Family # 13 lists a skiff builder at the skiff shop, there are 6 other skiff builders listed so these families would have all known each other.
There are about 24 families listed as button cutters at the button factory so this group of people would all have something in common with each other, there were women who worked at home for the button factory sewing the buttons on to cards in sets of different sizes and numbers so they could be distributed to the stores. The discarded mussel shells that had the button blanks removed could then be burnt in the lime kilns to produce lime.
Some of the other occupations listed on the census are 4 public school teachers, fisherman, clerks, teamsters, seamstress, dress makers, cabinet makers, rural mail carrier, several merchants, dentist, butcher, barber, blacksmith, washing & ironing, atty. At law, druggist, town marshal, broker office, milliner shop, book keeper, bank clerk, minister M.E. church, tinner shop, drug merchant, Hawn Hotel Prop., hotel manager, hotel cook, telephone operator, river boatman, miller-custom manufactory, mill engineer, restaurant clerk, truck garden, freight agent, teamster-milling company, distiller-fruit, and music teacher.
This shows what a thriving community had developed in a very small area on the bank of the Ohio River and how these people had bonded together to make it grow.
96 years after this census was taken you will still find descendants of many of the families still living in and very near Old Leavenworth, Jennings Township, Crawford County, Indiana.
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The Census Taker
It was the first day of census and all through the land,
The pollster was ready ... a black book in hand.
He mounted his horse for a long dusty ride
His book and some quills were tucked close by his side.
A long winding ride down a road barely there,
Toward the smell of fresh bread wafting up through the air.
The woman was tired, with lines on her face
And wisps of brown hair she tucked back in place.
She gave him some water ... as they sat at the table,
And she answered his questions the best she was able.
He asked of her children, Yes, she had quite a few
The oldest was twenty ... the youngest not two.
She held up a toddler with cheeks round and red,
His sister, she whispered, was napping in bed.
She noted each person who lived there with pride,
And she felt the faint stirring of the wee one inside.
He noted the sex, the color, and the age,
The marks from the quill soon filled up the page.
At the number of children, she nodded her head
And he saw her lips quiver for the three that were dead.
The places of birth she "never forgot"
Was it Kentucky? Utah? Oregon, or not?
They came from Scotland, of that she was clear
But she wasn't quite sure just how long they'd been here.
They spoke of employment, of schooling and such,
They could read some and write some - though really not much.
When the questions were answered, his job there was done
So he mounted his horse and he rode toward the sun.
We can almost imagine his voice loud and clear
"May God bless you all for another ten years."
Now picture a time warp, it's now you and me
As we search for the people on our family tree.
We squint at the census and scroll down so slow,
As we search for that entry from long, long ago.
Could they only imagine on that long ago day
That the entries they made would affect us this way?
If they knew, would they wonder at the yearning we feel,
And the searching that makes them so increasingly real.
We can hear if we listen the words they impart
Through their blood in our veins and their voice in our heart.
Contributor for this information is Mr. Norm Lynch; January 2007