The deep interest taken by Mr. Peyton in all matters likely to promote

the thrift of the people and the public prosperity, and to which

repeated reference is made in the various sketches of his life, is

illustrated by the following facts:

At a meeting of the people of Augusta, held in Staunton in June, 1811,

to form an agricultural society, the first ever organized in the county,

he was present and appointed on what was styled the Committee of

Correspondence, a committee, no doubt, raised to induce by letters the

leading men of the county to co-operate in the cause.

MILITARY SCHOOLS.

In view of the war threatened with England the year following a military

association was formed in Staunton, and a committee was appointed at a

public meeting to deliberate and report on the best means to be adopted

in order to secure the establishment of military schools in the counties

of Augusta, Rockbridge and Rockingham for the instruction of officers

and men. This committee, of which Mr. Peyton was a member, reported to a

meeting of the association held in Staunton June 20th, 1812. It does not

appear by whom the report was written, but it embodies his sentiments on

the subject, and is therefore given as follows, namely:

"The committee to whom was referred a resolution of the Staunton

Military Association, which has for its object the establishment of

military schools, having had the subject under consideration beg leave

to report.

"The committee deem it unnecessary to refer to any other authority than

the good sense and honest feelings of every man, to prove the great

utility, at all times, but more especially at this, of military

instruction to the people of this country. The subject, there at least,

is a new and difficult one; and the committee are very sensible that any

plea which they can suggest will have many palpable obstacles to

encounter and may be exposed to various others, which they cannot

foresee. They rely for every hope of success upon the acknowledged value

of the object in view, upon the patriotism of the people, upon the order

of the present times, and upon the success of the experiment, which this

society has made.

"A military school, in which could be taught the complete discipline of a

refinest, the different exercises of the rifle corps, the artillery and

the infantry, together with the cavalry exercises of the sword, though

it could not promise to teach the whole principles of war as a science

would certainly promise much that would be eminently useful to every

soldier and officer in the institution. And your committee cannot

refrain from suggesting that a school for these purposes, successfully

conducted, might serve as an introduction to some more extensive and

some more perfect system of military education.

"To obtain a person capable of conducting such a school, would not always

be easy; such a person is not very readily to be met with, and what is

yet more difficult, funds to remunerate his services, are to be raised

by voluntary contribution. But at present, judging from their own

experience, in this society, your committee think that a person whose

skill, information and zeal in military affairs, would enable him to

conduct such a school, may be found in your commandant, and they hope

that funds to compensate his services are within the reach of an active

and spirited exertion. They hope that the neighboring counties of

Rockbridge and Rockingham would consider the subject as worthy of their

attention, and might be induced to unite with the people of Augusta in

their endeavors to attain it. A sufficient number of subscribers in the

county of Augusta alone would probably not be obtained, to induce any

one properly qualified, to devote his time to this service. But by the

union of Rockingham and Rockbridge this might be effected.

"Your committee would therefore recommend to the society, the adoption of

the following resolutions:

"Resolved, that subscriptions be opened in the county of Augusta, under

the immediate superintendance of a committee of seven persons, appointed

by this society, for establishing a military school in the town of

Staunton to be denominated the Staunton Military School, to commence on

the 15th day of July next, and continue for one year thereafter, and be

under the directions of Capt. George Turner; the present commandant of

this society--that the times of teaching and price to subscribers be

regulated by said committee and the commandant in conjunction, so that

the days of teaching be not less than one day in each fortnight, and the

price to subscribers be not more than ten dollars per annum, payable

quarterly in advance.

"Resolved, that it be recommended to the commandant to endeavor to

establish similar schools in the neighbouring counties of Rockingham and

Rockbridge, and that the committee aforesaid be instructed to invite,

respectfully, the co-operation of those counties."

THE WAR OF 1812.

The year following, President Madison sent a war message to congress and

such was the popular excitement growing out of the British claim

entitled the "Right of Search," and the collision between the United

States frigate, _Chesapeake_, and the British frigate, _Leopold_, in

1807, which had never been allayed, that war was declared by the United

States against Great Britain, on June 18th, 1812.

The nation was much divided on this policy. By the opposition party, the

main strength of which was in the Northern and Eastern States, it was

considered a mere administration measure, resistance to which argued no

want of patriotism, but quite the contrary and so from the beginning to

the close of hostilities, the Federalists did all they could to stay

the course on which they thought the Government was driving to

destruction. The Hartford convention met, and some of the New England

States went so far as to nulify an act of Congress regarding enlistment.

During all this time, the country was in great want of resources, which

nothing but unanimity could supply. The army was but a handful, and the

Militia, instead of coming forward in large numbers, remained at home to

attend party meetings and discuss the right of the Government to call

them out; the supply of war material was very scanty, and the Treasury

almost empty.

Such was the unpromising state of affairs, when John H. Peyton, who had

voted for Mr. Madison and warmly supported the war policy, came forward

and exerted every energy of mind and body to stir up popular enthusiasm

in support of the war. He volunteered at once, to serve in the army,

until peace was restored, and was immediately appointed Chief of Staff

to Gen. Porterfield, an old Revolutionary officer, who, while serving as

a lieutenant in 1780, at the siege of Charleston, S. C., had killed by

his side, Captain Valentine Peyton, a young and gallant cousin of J. H.

Peyton. Forgetting everything but his duty to his country, which was

with him, and every true patriot paramount, Mr. P. abandoned his

lucrative practice, which more selfish men sought to appropriate, and

his wife and family and joined the army on the James river in Eastern

Virginia, with the active operation of which he was identified until the

declaration of peace, February 17th, 1815.

The "Republican Farmer" went out of existence, no newspaper took its

place for years and we have seen no account of the army services of

Major Peyton beyond the statement that he was "one of the most

enterprising and daring officers in the service," but more than thirty

years after the end of the war, and his death, his minor children

received from the Government, a pension for his services.

ANECDOTE OF THE FIGHTING MAJOR.

The late Adam Bickle, of Staunton, father of R. G. Bickle and a member

of the Augusta Force, use to enjoy telling an anecdote of Major Peyton.

He said that repeated complaints were made by the soldiers as to the

musty flour and inferior bacon furnished by the commissary, to the

troops, while stationed at Camp Holly. On one occasion, Major Peyton

remonstrated with the commissary, on the character of the stores, when

that officer flew into a passion and grossly insulted the major, whom he

alleged, was not the proper officer to take him to task. Without a

moment's thought Major Peyton knocked him down with the hilt of his

sword, and gave him a thorough drubbing in presence of the men. This

would appear very curious to persons accustomed to European discipline

and standing armies, but with the raw levies, of eighty years ago, was

much enjoyed and thought not to be greatly out of place. It had the

effect of endearing the Major to the men who never in any kind of

subsequent trouble, failed to appeal to him.

Many years after one of Major Peyton's young children hearing of this

affair, enquired if the commissary had challenged him. The Major replied

that he had not. But continued the child "suppose he had, what would you

have done?" "Why," said the Major, "I would have answered him as humorously

as did the gentleman spoken of by Dr. Franklin, A gentleman in a coffee

house," said the Major "desired another to sit further from him. Why so?

Because you stink! That's an insult, and you must fight me. I will

fight you, if you insist upon it, but I do not see how that will mend

the matter, for if you kill me, I shall stink too, and if I kill you,

you will stink, if possible, more than you do at present."

A WESTERN TRIP IN 1815.

Shortly after the close of the war, Mr. Peyton made a visit to Kentucky

on business, one object being to look after fifteen hundred acres of

land belonging to his wife lying near Louisville, a property which has

since become of immense value. He was accompanied by Ned Phipps or Fibs,

his body servant during the war, a faithful negro, upon whose attachment

he could rely. In his station few men behaved, as a rule, better than

Ned, who had a certain amount of self respect, "nigger" as he was

styled, and knew how to conduct himself, if he did not always do it.

They made the entire journey from Staunton to Louisville, on horseback,

of course they were armed, as their route was through a wild and savage

country, infested by Indians, many of them dissatisfied with the close

and the result of the war; and a class of desperate whites, more

dangerous than the red men, some of whom had served under Gen. Harrison

in the North West, and were survivors of Fort Meigs, and the battle and

massacre of the river Raisin. The Eastern part of Kentucky, known as the

"Knobs," or the "Knobby country," is still a savage country in

possession of a savage people, though traversed by the Chesapeake and

Ohio Railroad which is supposed to have let in some of the light of

civilization, and has gained an unenviable notoriety within the past ten

years by reason of the bloody feuds between the Hatfields and McCoys.

Through this wilderness they travelled on miserable paths called roads,

which connected the settlements, swimming rivers, and other water

courses and resting of nights in log huts, called country taverns

promising accommodations for man and beast. And what is remarkable to

relate completed their outward journey and returned to Virginia in

safety.

When we consider what our ancestors endured, what hardships and

privations they suffered, we are of the opinion that we enjoy to-day,

more physical, spiritual and intellectual benefits and blessings than

have ever before fallen to the lot of man. Notwithstanding the rough

experiences of this trip, Mr. Peyton found something bright in all he

saw and heard, allowed nothing to depress his spirits, still less

deepening sorrows, over the woeful complaints he listened to from back

woodsmen of hard times and worse coming.

He was one of those men who make the best of every thing, there was

nothing splenetic, melancholy, or timid in his nature, and he returned

from his visit strengthened for his manly duties--his lawyer's life.

Such was his devotion to the profession that he would allow nothing to

permanently turn him from it, and he only served two years as Mayor of

Staunton, to which position he was elected in 1817-18 because, the

duties were so light that they did not interfere with his work, and his

friends urged him to accept the place as, at that time, the currency was

deranged, money scarce, and people depressed. From the fertility of his

resources it was thought he would find a remedy for these evils. During

his Mayoralty, the city made an issue of paper money and this

circulating medium brought no small relief to the people. One of these

"shin plasters," as they were termed in popular slang phraseology, was

found a few years since, over eighty years from the time it was put

forth; presumably in the stocking of some provident old woman, and was

sealed up as a curiosity in the corner stone of the Confederate Monument

in Thornrose Cemetery, at Staunton.

During the month he gave himself for relaxation and rest in Kentucky he

enjoyed the society of such people as the Brown's, Green's Preston's

Gov. Shelby, Col. R. M. Johnson, Natl. Hart, Robert Scott and other

noted characters in that rich and lovely region. Some of these

afterwards from time to time visited him, and greatly enjoyed the

blandishments of Virginian society.

DECLINES AN APPOINTMENT.

On his return from his Western trip he was appointed deputy United

States District Attorney for Western Virginia, and for a time discharged

the duties of the office for his friend William Wirt. He had served in

the Legislature in 1808-9, with Mr. Wirt and a strong mutual friendship

was the result. On Mr. Wirt's resignation of the position and his

removal to Baltimore, Mr. Peyton declined the office as conflicting with

his other appointments, (which were more lucrative) and his extensive

private practice.

* * * * *

We owe the following letters to the filial piety of Mr. Peyton's

eldest daughter, Mrs. Susan M. Baldwin, widow of the late Col. J.

B. Baldwin, who has preserved them since the Montgomery Hall family

was broken up at Mrs. J. H. Peyton's death in 1850.

OLD FAMILY LETTERS.

Fawcett's Tavern, Green Valley, Bath Co., Va., June 1, 1822.

JOHN H. PEYTON TO MRS. PEYTON.

_My Dear Ann_:

I left home in such haste that I forgot to tell you to send to Mr.

Johnson's for a carboy of wine. Though you do not like it yourself,

hospitality requires that you should always have it for those who do.

Baldwin [Afterwards Judge Briscoe G. Baldwin, his life-long friend] and

I were thoroughly drenched in the rain-storm on yesterday, but neither

of us felt the slightest inconvenience from it this morning. No news, so

far, from your mother or Mrs. Massie. Give my love to William [his only

son by his first marriage, the late Col. William M. Peyton, of Roanoke]

and be assured, my dear Ann, that you are, in your present delicate

situation, the source of constant solicitude to me. Take care of

yourself and go to no large parties. You will always have the company of

Mrs. Johnson, Mrs. Donagho, Mrs. Baldwin, Miss Telfair, and you can not

fail to enjoy such society. Write to me constantly.

With sincerest affection, though in great haste, your husband.

JOHN H. PEYTON.

SAME TO SAME.

Lewisburg, Greenbrier Co., June 5th, 1822.

_My Beloved Ann_:

I received your affectionate letter of the 2nd of June this evening

which gave me great pleasure. When separated from you, there is nothing

that gives so much delight as to get one of your cheerful letters. I

regret to learn that you have been indisposed, however slightly, since

we parted. I feel confident, however, that with prudence and care you

will suffer as little as anyone from disease. You have a thoroughly

sound constitution. If you were a little older I would add, a well

preserved one. If I were to tell you how many kind enquiries and good

wishes have been expressed for you by friends here, you would be proud

and happy.

I am much gratified to that you and my dear son William are again

friends. I trust the reconciliation will be sincere and enduring.

[Note.--It proved to be such and this reference is made to their

relations in the memoir of Col. Wm. M. Peyton, "after the loss of his

(Wm. M. Peyton's) mother, and Mr. Peyton's second marriage to her

cousin, Ann Montgomery Lewis, * * William extended to her not only

deference and respect, but a truly filial affection. Mrs. A. M. Peyton,

was therefore soon warmly attached to him and taught her children to

love him before they learned to do so for his own noble qualities, for

his native endowments and the extent of his accomplishments, as they

were developed to the family in after years."] Our good brother, James

Woodville, is now with me and we often talk of you. He is a most kind,

sympathetic and affectionate friend. Dr. Lewis has at last, set out for

Point Coupee. Massie and his wife are recovering. Your mother expected

to leave on a visit to you on yesterday. Whether she has actually gone,

I do not know. I hope she has. If not I shall return by the Sweet

Springs and endeavor to induce her to go back with me. Whether she comes

or not, be of good cheer. I shall be with you and will see that every

comfort is provided that love and foresight can suggest. Woodville says

your mother will certainly go down, and I trust she may, as it would be

a comfort to you and a pleasure to us all. Your father looks quite well,

is hale and hearty, and Mrs. Woodville, who is at the Springs, much

better. James sends his love to you and William.

I am your affectionate husband,

JOHN H. PEYTON.

P. S.--Mrs. Woodville was very anxious to have accompanied your mother

to Staunton, but James[2] bids me tell you he could not spare his wife

so long.

LEWIS LITTLEPAGE.

[2] Note.--The James here mentioned was James Littlepage Woodville, who

married Mrs. Peyton's eldest sister, Mary Lewis.--Mr. Woodville resided

at Fincastle and Buchanan, and was a prominent lawyer and president of

the Bank of Buchanan. His father was Rev. John Woodville, Rector of St.

Mark's Parish, Culpeper Co., and a native of North Britain. He was a

nephew of the celebrated, but eccentric Lewis Littlepage, whose career

was brilliant and unequaled. Littlepage was born in Virginia in 1762,

and died at Fredericksburg in 1802. At the age of 17 he went to Europe,

and in 1779-80 accompanied Mr. Jay, American Envoy, to the Court of

Spain, Madrid. Though only a youth, his figure was fine and manly--his

dark eyes bright and penetrating. Among his acquaintances he was

regarded as a prodigy of genius and acquirements.--Shortly after

reaching Madrid, Littlepage separated from Mr. Jay's family, and joined

as a volunteer aid, the duke of Cuillon, and was with the army at the

siege of Minorca. At the siege of Gibralter he was on a floating battery

and blown up, but being uninjured was rescued from the sea and

distinguished himself during the further operations against that

fortress. On the return of the fleet to Cadiz, he was sent with

despatches to Madrid, where the Court received and treated him with much

distinction. He then proceeded to Paris, and was on terms of friendship

with Dr. Franklin, who was then living at Passy.--At Paris and

Versailles this adventurous, young Virginian moved in the best society

and attracted marked attention from all. After a brief visit to London,

he returned to the Continent and made a tour of Europe, establishing

himself at Warsaw, where he was so popular that he rose to be in effect,

the King's Prime Minister. He resisted and defeated the plans of

Zamoyski before the Diet. He afterwards went to St. Petersburg as

Ambassador from Poland, and acquitted himself with distinguished ability

and became a favorite of the Empress Catherine. The following letter of

Lewis Littlepage to Lewis Holiday takes up the history of his life where

our account ends and completes the story of his eventful career in

Europe.

LETTER FROM JOHN H. PEYTON TO MRS. PEYTON.

Warm Springs, Sept. 2nd, 1822.

_My Dear Ann_:

I dined at the Hot Springs and arrived here last evening without

accident or adventure and without increasing the inflammation of my

wounded leg. [Note--While opening the front gate at Capt. Massie's, in

the Valley of the Falling Spring, Alleghany county, his riding-horse, a

spirited but badly trained animal, sprang forward, dashing him against

the gate-post, and the iron prong of the latch was driven through the

calf of his leg, inflicting a painful and dangerous wound. The wound was

so serious indeed that he was confined to the house for several weeks

and owed his recovery mainly, as was thought, to the kind attendance of

Mrs. Massie and her family.] Old Brinkly, who is here, and something of

a leech, and a kind and excellent fellow, examined and dressed the wound

last evening. He approves of all that was done by Mrs. Massie, and

insisted that I should take the warm bath this morning and let the "_leg

there soak for thirty minutes_." I followed his advice in the absence

of a more scientific authority, and have just returned from the bath

feeling all the better for having taking it. I thought the burnt alum

which sister Susan put on the wound healed it too rapidly, and the

effect of the bath has confirmed me in this impression. Immediately

after leaving the bath, the blood spurted in a lively stream from the

wound, which Brinkly soon stopped. He was not cast down at this

incident, but said it was a good sign, that it was a discharge of

bruised blood, and applied lint and Basilican plaster, and I now feel

quite easy and comfortable. Brinkly is not a quack; on the contrary, he

possesses some skill, and is anxious to be of service, not only to me,

but to all suffering humanity.

There are a number of visitors still here, among them Norborne Nicholas,

Judge Roane, Dr. Adams, Mrs. Harvie and Malinda Bowyer. They meet daily,

Dr. Brockenbrough included in the party, in my apartments, and we enjoy

the reunion no little. All are exceedingly kind, they even oppress me

with their friendly attentions. Having accepted the guidance of old

Brinkly, I shall adhere to him as long as I improve. It may not be the

best course, but it would be difficult to ascertain the wisest policy

among such a multitude of counsellors, each one with an infallible

remedy, and all advising a different course of treatment. But it is

interesting to hear these good people discuss their theories. They are a

remarkably cultured coterie to have remained behind the annual exodus,

and all full of kindness of feeling. This I take to be culture, or the

powers we acquire of sympathizing with others, of feeling the conditions

under which they act and of regarding them and their interest rather

than our own wishes and gratifications. Roane, who will stop with us

three days, on his return from Richmond, and whom you have not met,

though I have known him for 20 years, is a man of superior abilities,

and with considerable literary attainments, is accurate in legal

learning and one of our best lawyers and judges. He is a good, but not

what is styled a "brilliant talker," ready in his wit and pat in

illustration. He amuses the mind by his happy conceits which, like a

good conscience, act as medicine for both mind and body. I regret to say

that his health is bad. [Judge Roane died Sept. 4th, 1822.]

Girard Stuart has just arrived from the Sweet Springs and says 160

visitors are yet there, and about 60 at the White Sulphur. I hope to see

you and little Susan, Captain and Mrs. Massie, on Friday. Present me

affectionately to Capt. M., Susan and the family.

Your affectionate husband,

JOHN H. PEYTON.

SPEECH OF JOHN H. PEYTON 72 YEARS AGO.

The following interesting extract from the records of the Superior Court

of law and chancery for Bath county, 1822, will no doubt be read with

keen zest at the present time:--

EXTRACTS FROM THE RECORDS.

At a Superior Court of law holden for Bath county at the court house on

the 5th day of September, 1822.

John H. Peyton addressed the court to the following effect:--

"The melancholy task devolves upon me [Mr. Peyton was Attorney for the

Commonwealth in the county and circuit] of announcing to the court the

death of Hon. Spencer Roane, one of the Judges of the Supreme court of

Appeals of Va. He departed this life on last evening at this place

where he came a few weeks since for the recovery of his health.

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