These are photos of steamboats crafted by Millard Bellows, whose cousin, Cassius Bellows, also built steamboats and skiffs on Chateaugay Lake.
Jonathan Bellows: Trail Blazer and Early Adirondack Settler
Jonathan Benjamin Bellows was born August 25, 1778, at Charleston, NH, the son of Peter and Mary (Chase) Bellows, of Bellows Falls, Vt. He was the third generation of John Benjamin Bellows, a boy immigrant from Scotland, who came to this country in 1635 and later founded Bellows Falls, which was named in his honor.
Jonathan was married August 26, 1802, at Rockingham, Vermont, to Anna Severance, the daughter of John and Mary Severance, of Chaseville, Vt., and they went to live with his parents at Bellows Falls. Here two of his eight children were born, Mary Ann and Francis.
When Francis was four years old, Jonathan with six of his friends, Hiram Chase, John Brush, Edward Buell, James Bishop, Orlando Dudley and Joe Kilburn headed North with their families and belongings on ox carts. Records show there were three yokes of oxen and two horses in the band. It is also recorded that Mrs. Bellows rode a horse the entire trip and carried her young son in front of her. This was a very dangerous trip through the woods as the Indians were on the war path at this time, but they arrived safely at the little settlement of Constable, six weeks after leaving Bellows Falls, a very tired but a hopeful band, and went to work building houses for themselves, some of which are still standing.
Here their other children were born: Lewis, Irpha, James, Soomlon, Hiram and Susan.
In Constable he worked at his trade of cabinet making which he had learned when young. Later he moved with his family to Belmont and built a large log house at the foot of Lower Chateaugay Lake. This he used as a hotel Here many notable people spent their summers. Among them was the noted artist AF Tate, who produced some of his best paintings here, among them being “Arguing the Point” which showed Mr. Bellows and his two sons, Francis and Lewis, and a friend, Anthony Sprague, and Lewis’ oldest daughter, Georgiana, who afterwards became Mrs. James Mead, of Plattsburgh. This painting was a masterpiece and sold for a large sum. Mr. Tate spent a number of summers at the Lake painting the grandeurs of the dense forest and beautiful mountains and lakes.
Jonathan died in the house he built and his son Lewis cared for him in his last days. After his death, Lewis inherited the hotel property and remodeled and enlarged it to its present size. Lewis ran the hotel a number of years until his death on July 8, 1886, when his son the late Millard S. Bellows, became proprietor of the place. He ran it for a number of years and sold out to J. Smith Kirby, of Brainardsville, when the name was changed from Bellows House to Banner House. Mr. Kirby’s granddaughter, Mrs. A. M. Chase owns and operates it today.
I will try to give the reader a brief history of the families, which accompanied the Bellows to Constable. Hiram Chase moved to Chateaugay, Joe Kilburn to Malone; and John Brush, Edward Buell, James Bishop and Orlando Dudley stayed in Constable. The histories of their families are pretty much unknown to the writer.
Mrs. Jonathan Bellows was born in 1784 at Charlestown, N. H., and died September 30, 1843, at Chateaugay Lake and was buried in the Bunker Hill Cemetery.
Jonathan died June 2, 1862, and his body was laid to rest beside that of his wife. Thus closed a chapter in the history of one of the oldest pioneer settlers of the most beautiful lakes in the Adirondacks–the Chateaugay Lakes.
Several years ago I created a website to share the historical materials about Chateaugay Lake that I’ve gathered and collected. Sources include materials from the scrapbook of my father, John D. Miles [1918-1982]. The earliest newspaper cuttings from his scrapbook dated from before he was before, therefore this project actually began with his grandparents John D. and Settie Blow Miles, with whom he lived with his sister since about the age of 4.
John and Settie must have been very special people: in addition to raising their own 3 children, Bessie, Maurice, and Frank, and a fourth child, Theodore Miles, who was an illegitimate child of John’s, they also brought up 4 of their grandparents: John and Peggy LaPoint Tourville, my dad and his sister Mayfred Miles Otis. That’s a lot of love!
My great-grandparents bought the family farm in 1890 from Millard Bellows. The property originally belonged to Fred Shutts. Shutts built a small house across from Lewis Bellows’ Lakehouse in 1844 [Charles E. Merrill, Old Guide’s Story, p. 67], who sold it to Darius Merrill. Darius and Sarah Merrill moved into their new home in October, 1864. Upon Merrill’s death, the property was passed on to his son-in-law Lee Stone, who married Minnie Merrill, in 1887. The Stones sold the property to Millard Bellows, a fine boatbuilder, who sold it to John and Settie in 1890.
My great-grandfather was a grandson of John D. and Martha Emerson Miles, who were original pioneers that settled at Chateaugay Lake in 1825. He went into business with John Jackson, and operated a gristmill known as the Jackson and Miles Mill. This mill was located on the west bank of the Chateaugay Outlet where the present dam is currently situated. There apparently was a $500 mortgage between Miles and Roswell Weed, an employee that moved to the area from Plattsburgh. John Smith Kirby writes that Weed bought the mill from Jackson in 1830; however, the mortgage (signed by Roswell Weed and Judge Gideon Collins) and deed in the Franklin County courthouse indicate that Miles and Jackson were bought out by Weed in 1826. That’s why Seaver’s History indicates that Weed “took over” the mill. Roswell Weed continued to purchase land along the lakeshore, and added a sawmill.
John D. Miles, the pioneer from New Hampshire, was also known as “Squire Miles”. He served as supervisor for the Town of Chateaugay. He also was a stonecutter who cut millwheels out of granite for the local mills. He cut two millwheels for the Douglas Mill down in Chateaugay. There is also a millwheel down at Hoy’s mill, that I strongly suspect was cut by Miles, despite Ralph Hoy’s claim that the wheel was brought over from Hoy Island in Scotland.
My great-grandfather had a small farm, of perhaps 15 cows. In the winter he cut wood, and in the springtime worked a sugarbush up back on the hill. When I was a kid, the sugar shack was still intact, but today the stove used for boiling sap is all that remains. Bob Reynolds told me that John, who was a “giant”, also worked down at the Chateaugay Lake Forge, operated by the Chateaugay Ore and Iron Company. The COIC abandoned their iron works in 1893.
After my great-grandfather passed away, my dad stayed on the family farm. In 1939 or 1940, my dad bought a brand-new Ford truck. He was hired by Sullivan and used his truck to draw pulpwood on the west side of Chateaugay Lake. No wonder my dad knew the woods like the back of his hands! Later on Dad worked for the Town of Chateaugay with Bob Cook plowing the roads. I have many photos of what it used to look like when the snowbanks were 10 feet high or so. When construction started on the Seaway, Dad started working on heavy equipment, and apparently became good at it. He loved to drive a Caterpillar bulldozer, and also loved to talk about being on a roadjob. He would rattle on endlessly. My dad seemed to know everybody, which always amazed me; later on, I learned that he was a Freemason, so that more or less explains how he knew all these other people.
My dad kept all kinds of records: he maintained numerous clippings from the NYS Conservation magazine, and kept a journal detailing the weather as well as other odd entries. I lost one of the journals, probably the second one, whilst moving from Branson back to Chateaugay Lake, but I have all of the others, and someday will transcribe them to this history.
His scrapbook consisted mainly of historical clippings, as well as items about cousins and neighbors. Because it was so interesting, I began scanning the photos he’d collected as well as transcribing the historical texts, and uploaded a lot of this material to a website in 1998.
That website seems to be rather popular, based on the number of hits it receives. Also, it seems as though everybody and their brother now links to it, including Wikipedia. Therefore, although my site is in need of an overhaul and redesign, because these other people have linked not to my index page, but to subdirectories, something that really isn’t the best idea, I’m now more or less forced to maintain those pages that have links to the various articles.
However, I’ve decided to move the individual articles and photos to a blog format. For one thing, I dislike the ads that are now on the original site. Another reason, is that the blogs offer somewhat of a more open format, but what I really like is the fact that other people can leave comments on the various articles that I post. In this way, I hope that others will read, and perhaps even contribute to our history.