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Benjamin Cole

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Benjamin Cole

Birth
Dutchess County, New York, USA
Death
25 Oct 1822 (aged 72)
Shelby County, Indiana, USA
Burial
Morristown, Shelby County, Indiana, USA Add to Map
Plot
Middle Section
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Son of Mary (Wilson) and Ebenezer Cole.

Benjamin married Prudence Hard on December 03, 1778 in Shaftsbury, Vermont.

This bronze tablet marks the last resting place in Hanover Cemetery of one of the early pioneers in this community:

"A Soldier of the Revolution, Benjamin Cole, Born New York 1750 - Died 1822, Captain Jonas Galusra's Co, Col. Herrick's Regt. - 1st Vermont Volunteers, Shaftsbury, VT"

Benjamin Cole, a soldier in the war for Independence, brought his wife, three sons and four daughters to the Hanover community in 1819 and entered land there on Oct. 12, 1820.

In the early settlement of this corner of Shelby County there were two centers of population, both near Blue River. One was at Hanover, settled by the Yankees from New England and New York and was known as Yankeetown.

The other north of this near the Brookville state road, was make up of people from Virginia, Maryland and Kentucky. These places were settled in 1920 as shown by the Brookville Land registry. These items of interest are of note.

The orginial plot of ground for the Hanover Cemetery was donated by Seth M. Cole and Moses Blood, and the first burial was that of Benjamin Cole, father and father-in-law respectively of the donors.

The first church at Hanover was organized July 26, 1823, by a group of people who met at the house of Moses Blood for the purpose of uniting together in Church Order.

The first school was held there in 1833 in the homes of the settlers at night, and was taught by Levi Young, Moses Blood and John Kitchen.

The first teacher regularly employed (subscription school) was Moses Blood, who taught a term in 1824 in a log cabin.

An interesting history of the early days of Hanover, written by Mrs. Amaret Pollitt Logan (who died in 1938), vividly portrays the life of the early settler, excerpts of which follow:

"This was the period when the Indians, once bloodthirsty and revengeful, had become friendly. When they passed through the country and had to stop at a farm house for a favor, the mother would lean the board upon which her baby was strapped against a fence while she did her errand. There were a few wild animals in the forests. The howl of the wolf could be heard at night and the cry of the panther, which for an instant one thought might be the cry of a lost child.

"These were lonely times for the mothers, as the fathers were compelled to ride far for the necessities of life, and they could not make the trips between daylight and dark. While there was nothing to fear from the Indians, yet there was a feeling of fear which the mother could not shake off as she watched and looked for the footsteps of the father.

"There was a Sunday school at Hanover. The people came from all directions on horseback, two-horse wagons and barefoot. On a bright Sunday morning the children would start from home carrying their shoes and stockings and resume their journey, but not so free and easy as before, for now their feet were bound. The main reason for this was to save their Sunday shoes, for money was not plentiful.

"Hanover was at one time a real town. There were within its borders a church, school house, post office, blacksmith shop, one store with dry goods and groceries combined and a steam saw mill with a great yard full of logs. There were two depots, one a freight and the other a passenger, which were on the old Knightstown - Shelbyville Railroad. And there were, of course, many houses and cottages."

The town of Hanover is no more. Everything changes with the passing of time. In the cemetery, that silent city of the dead, fathers, mothers and loved ones lie sleeping.

This ends the story of the once thriving settlement, the town of Hanover, named after Hanover, N.H.

Reference: "Pioneer Settlement of Hanover Once a Thriving County Community." written by Louis A. Kuhn, news columnist Shelby County.
Son of Mary (Wilson) and Ebenezer Cole.

Benjamin married Prudence Hard on December 03, 1778 in Shaftsbury, Vermont.

This bronze tablet marks the last resting place in Hanover Cemetery of one of the early pioneers in this community:

"A Soldier of the Revolution, Benjamin Cole, Born New York 1750 - Died 1822, Captain Jonas Galusra's Co, Col. Herrick's Regt. - 1st Vermont Volunteers, Shaftsbury, VT"

Benjamin Cole, a soldier in the war for Independence, brought his wife, three sons and four daughters to the Hanover community in 1819 and entered land there on Oct. 12, 1820.

In the early settlement of this corner of Shelby County there were two centers of population, both near Blue River. One was at Hanover, settled by the Yankees from New England and New York and was known as Yankeetown.

The other north of this near the Brookville state road, was make up of people from Virginia, Maryland and Kentucky. These places were settled in 1920 as shown by the Brookville Land registry. These items of interest are of note.

The orginial plot of ground for the Hanover Cemetery was donated by Seth M. Cole and Moses Blood, and the first burial was that of Benjamin Cole, father and father-in-law respectively of the donors.

The first church at Hanover was organized July 26, 1823, by a group of people who met at the house of Moses Blood for the purpose of uniting together in Church Order.

The first school was held there in 1833 in the homes of the settlers at night, and was taught by Levi Young, Moses Blood and John Kitchen.

The first teacher regularly employed (subscription school) was Moses Blood, who taught a term in 1824 in a log cabin.

An interesting history of the early days of Hanover, written by Mrs. Amaret Pollitt Logan (who died in 1938), vividly portrays the life of the early settler, excerpts of which follow:

"This was the period when the Indians, once bloodthirsty and revengeful, had become friendly. When they passed through the country and had to stop at a farm house for a favor, the mother would lean the board upon which her baby was strapped against a fence while she did her errand. There were a few wild animals in the forests. The howl of the wolf could be heard at night and the cry of the panther, which for an instant one thought might be the cry of a lost child.

"These were lonely times for the mothers, as the fathers were compelled to ride far for the necessities of life, and they could not make the trips between daylight and dark. While there was nothing to fear from the Indians, yet there was a feeling of fear which the mother could not shake off as she watched and looked for the footsteps of the father.

"There was a Sunday school at Hanover. The people came from all directions on horseback, two-horse wagons and barefoot. On a bright Sunday morning the children would start from home carrying their shoes and stockings and resume their journey, but not so free and easy as before, for now their feet were bound. The main reason for this was to save their Sunday shoes, for money was not plentiful.

"Hanover was at one time a real town. There were within its borders a church, school house, post office, blacksmith shop, one store with dry goods and groceries combined and a steam saw mill with a great yard full of logs. There were two depots, one a freight and the other a passenger, which were on the old Knightstown - Shelbyville Railroad. And there were, of course, many houses and cottages."

The town of Hanover is no more. Everything changes with the passing of time. In the cemetery, that silent city of the dead, fathers, mothers and loved ones lie sleeping.

This ends the story of the once thriving settlement, the town of Hanover, named after Hanover, N.H.

Reference: "Pioneer Settlement of Hanover Once a Thriving County Community." written by Louis A. Kuhn, news columnist Shelby County.


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