Of course, this condition of things gave rise to many disputes about

claim lines and rights, and as there were no legal tribunals to appeal

to, we organized claim associations to protect our rights. In my part of

the territory we had an association that covered what is now Blue Earth,

Nicollet and Le Sueur counties, and most of the actual settlers were

members, and all were pledged to support each other against any one

attempting to jump the claim of any member. Protection, of course, meant

driving out the intruder and restoring the rightful owner to his

possession. The means of reaching the object were not defined, but were

understood to be adequate to the necessities of the occasion.

I had made a claim on the second plateau, back of what afterwards became

the town site of St. Peter, and Gibson Patch, the sheriff of Nicollet

county, had settled on the adjoining quarter section. These claims

covered the ground where the Scandinavian college now stands, called, I

think, "Gustavus Adolphus."

I was the president of the Nicollet county branch of the claim

association.

About 1855 the government survey lines were extended over our lands, and

we had to adjust our lines to those of the official surveys as best we

could. It so happened that the established lines left the shanty of my

neighbor, the sheriff, outside of the quarter section he had always

claimed, and before he discovered this fact, a man designing to take

advantage of the sheriff's peculiar situation, and intending to jump his

claim, erected a shanty on his land and moved his family into it. It was

soon discovered, and Patch notified the claim association, which

immediately assembled and decided that the jumper must be ejected and

banished from the county. It was winter time. A committee of one hundred

and fifty was delegated to perform the work at a certain day and hour.

The jumper heard of it, and in the morning of the day fixed, he

prudently fled down the river. Being president of the association, it

devolved upon me to lead the party. We arrived at the house, and finding

no opposition, we politely informed the family of our mission, and

offered them comfortable transportation to any point they would name for

themselves and their portable belongings, which they accepted. We then

burned the house, and appointed two committees of ten each to chase the

jumper down each side of the river, with full discretion to punish him

as they saw fit. They pursued him for about forty miles, and it was

fortunate for the fugitive that they did not overtake him, because had

they caught him after two p. m., I think they would have been in a

condition of mind that would have resulted in his summary execution.

Of course, we thought no more about it, as matters of that kind were of

frequent occurrence; but that was not the last of it. It turned out that

the jumper was a Mason of high degree, and when he got to St. Paul he

made a most pitiable complaint, charging me with destroying his home,

and with attempting to murder him. I was a small Mason, and was cited

before the lodge to defend myself. I simply denied the jurisdiction, and

did not appear. I was tried, and triumphantly acquitted.

On another occasion a claim was jumped in Le Sueur, just between upper

and lower town, and the jumper had a great many friends who rallied to

his defense. The associations of all three counties were called out, and

when we appeared at Le Sueur, we found about seventy-five Irishmen, all

well armed, camped on the contested claim ready to defend it to the

death. We camped at a short distance, and negotiations were opened

between the hostile armies, which finally resulted in some sort of a

compromise, satisfactory to the contesting parties, one of whom (the

original claimant) was K. K. Peck, who was left in possession of the

disputed territory. Mr. Peck laid his claim out into lots, and gave each

one of the members of the association that had come to his rescue a deed

for a lot, which we called a "land warrant," on account of services in

the Peck war; but before we could realize on our warrants, the

government surveys located a school section on the battle-field, and

destroyed all our hopes.

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