![]() Steamer at Higginsport Wharf |
![]() View of Higginsport, Circa 1910 |
![]() Post Card of River Front - 1910 |
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Higginsport Street Scene - 1910 |
![]() View of Higginsport, Spring 2001 |
Higginsport Street Scene - 2001 |
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Higginsport, today, is a sleepy little river town
with a population of just under 200, in a scenic rural area,
about 1 hour from downtown Cincinnati. Most Higginsport residents
operate their own small businesses, work in the neighboring towns,
or commute to cities in the surrounding area for employment.
In the immediate area, the economy is predominately agriculturally
based, and the hills are dotted with small family farms. Higginsport is so small that there is no mail delivery, and town residents make the daily trip to the post office to pick up their mail. Especially in the summer, a walk to the post office (not more than 3 blocks from any point in town) can take up to an hour, as it presents a great opportunity to stop and chat with neighbors, and to listen to the sound of cattle grazing on the hill overlooking town. A poem written by William Lyon, a gentleman farmer who once owned a stately home atop a hill off Free Soil Road, speaks of the growth and subsequent decline of Higginsport as a thriving river town. While in his poem, Mr. Lyon hopefully proclaims that "...But Phoenix-like, it may arise, and brush the ashes from its eyes, and grow again like it once grew..." for the most part, the residents of Higginsport, and visitors seeking a respite from the pressures of their jobs in the cities, are quite happy with life just the way it is today. (scroll down for poem) |
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Historically, Higginsport lies in that part of Ohio which was part of the Virginia Military Lands - an area set aside to be used as payment for the services of Revolutionary War veterans of the colony of Virginia. Although the coffers of the government of our fledgling country were bare, it was rich with land that was rapidly being claimed and settled. Many of the large older homes in the area have a decided "Virginia" style of architecture. The village of Higginsport (first platted and recorded as White Haven in 1816) was founded by Colonel Robert Higgins, a Revolutionary War officer who received 1,000 acres of land for his services to the country. Colonel Higgins, who was born in Virginia, left his large plantation on the South Branch of the Potomac River, and emigrated with his family to Kentucky in 1798 - across the river from his survey in Lewis Township, OH. Col Higgins and his family crossed the Ohio River in spring of 1799, and occupied a crude cabin in what is now the village of Higginsport. Mrs. Mary Higgins (nee Joliffe), who died in 1806, was the first person berried in the Higginsport Cemetery. Subsequently,Col. Higgins donated the land for a public cemetery to the village of Higginsport. Prior to 1820 the village consisted of but several cabins. In the 1820's the village started to grow slowly but steadily. Jesse Dugan, a merchant and tobacco dealer, arrived in 1832 and built the first brick house in town in 1835. The Dugan residence still stands at river's edge on Brown Street, a large and beautiful structure proudly proclaiming its deep roots in the town's history. Several homes in town date to the mid 1800's, and have survived the turmoil of the times and the ravages of the river. From its rude beginnings, Higginsport grew into quite a booming river town. The 1880 History of Brown County indicates a population of 862. At that time, the town boasted 5 general stores, 2 drug stores, 2 tin shops, 1 hardware store, 4 "fancy goods" stores, a clothing store, 1 tobacco store and several groceries. The town also hosted 2 hotels (one, on Main Street at the riverfront, is now a private residence), as well as 5 practicing physicians, 1 minister and several teachers. In 1880 there were 10 tobacco warehouses and 30 tobacco merchants in Higginsport. Higginsport was also home to several saloons and a shoe factory. A lumber mill, grist mill and a distillery rounded out the economy. Time and the river have brought a lot of changes to
Higginsport, not all of them good. The expansion of the railroad
severely and adversely impacted water transportation that had
been the driving force behind Higginsport's early growth. Fires
destroyed a number of the businesses, and what remained was further
decimated by floods. |
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a Poem by William Lyon- 1842-1939 Gentleman Farmer and Poet Old Higginsport, a river town In business lines, once held renown: Her wharves and landings were the best Ohio River then possessed. Palace Steamboats, new and bright Received her freight, both day and night: Hogs, and cattle, calves and sheep Were shipped on steamers, staunch and fleet. Her sawmill men, with enterprise conducted mills of giant size; The public from the country wide Came here to buy and were supplied With choicest lumber, sound and prime - Of oak and poplar, ash and pine. These noble mills continued on Till flame and flood had swept them down. Gave the town a magic thrill. The belching smoke from towering stacks Announced the never-failing facts That whiskey, here, was being made, To fill demand and hold the trade. The farmers from the country came To Higginsport to sell their grain Of wheat and rye and corn in the ear And found a steady market here. Of moving traffic everywhere. No grass was seen upon the street For traffic wore it off, complete. No idle men were loafing here To interrupt or interfere; This busy hive was minus drones That eat the sweets and muss the combs. Of sawing wood or wheeling cobs, Or working in the lumber yards Where ready cash was their rewards. The stores and shops along the way Were run by men who made it pay; Several men, beginning poor, Accumulated wealth galore. Tobacco men of life and cheer Bought all the crops both far and near, And prized the same, in hogsheads made With the town's increasing trade. As up and down the market tossed. But many dealers in the trade Were satisfied with what they made. The blacksmith trade, as all should know In by-gone years was in its glow; Its work in iron did attest A skill and genius of the best. From early morn till dewy eve Its hammers sang, without reprieve - The Anvil Chorus that it made Gave life to every branch of trade. The minor details are not shown In this description of the town: But they were here, just all the same, As any town, in truth, will claim. Has made a growth and gone to seed! And who shall say, among us now, This seed will germinate and grow? By flame and flood and railroad, too. But Phoenix-like, it may arise And brush the ashes from its eyes and grow again, like once it gray In spite of flame or blighting dew. Could this occur in coming days Old Higginsport will shout her praise. |
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