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Amick's Rangers
HENRY AMICK
Pg 2
Relatives in Kentucky and Indiana spelled the name "Emmick".  They persuaded Henry that  "Amick"  was a Dutch corruption of the name, which had taken place during the ancestors sojourn in Germantown, Pennslyvania.  They claimed that we were not Dutch but German, from Frankfurt, and "Emmick" was the correct spelling.

Soon, Henry was drafted into the Union army!  There was nothing for him to do but obey orders and keep his mouth shut.  However, his loyalties were suspect, so he was not assigned to the fighting forces, but drove a mule team in the wagon train that hauled supplies for the army.  Such trips took him all through Kentucky and Tennessee, and at times, Jacob, his fourteen year old son, would join him. Henry returned from the war without a scratch, except the damage to his pride for being caught on the wrong side.  Jacobs hair turned white, and stayed that way all his life.
HENRY EMMICK
FEB 24, 1824 - NOV. 22, 1912
Henry and Jane had nine children; sons Jacob, Samuel, Marshall, Ruben, William and George, and daughters Mary, Carrie and Martha.  Their farm in Indiana was a good one.  They raised tobacco, potatoes, cabbage and onions. There was a fine stand of timber, which they cut.  During the winter, Henry and the families cut the timber, snaked them down to the river's edge, then as soon as the ice broke, they pushed the logs into the water.  They bound them together, making rafts, which they floated down the Ohio and Mississippi, sometimes as far as New Orleans.

In New Orleans, Henry and the relatives sold the rafts of logs and with money in their pockets, they took a river steamer back home, riding leisurely and in luxury, and having a great time.  Next, with a flat-boat loaded with tobacco and other farm produce, Henry would take to the river again, rent a stall in the New Orleans market place, sell out, and then another trip on the steamer.  Henry was a born trader, loved that life, and kept the money rolling in.  It was like life on the Mississippi as Mark Twain wrote it.

Edited by R & D Emmick from Aunt Maude's Emmick Family Story, circa 1962.
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