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<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0 height="100%"><tr> <td valign="top" width=200 BGCOLOR="#CCCC99" TEXT="#080000" background="044c8982esnpes.jpg"> <div> The life and times of </div> <bR> <div> <B>James Jackson Fulton</B><FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#006600" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <bR> <div> <B>1780-1869</B></div> </td> <td valign="top" BGCOLOR="#CCCC66" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#003300" FACE="Arial" ><B>James Jackson Fulton</B></FONT><FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#006633" FACE="Arial" > </FONT> <B> </B><FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#003300" FACE="Arial" ><B> |    </B></FONT><FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#006600" FACE="Arial" ><B> </B><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="James Jackson Fulton"><U><B>home</B></U></A></FONT></div> <div> <A HREF="id17.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Page 2"><U>Page 2</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id18.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Page 3"><U>Page 3</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id19.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Page 4"><U>Page 4</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id20.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Page 5"><U>Page 5</U></A>   |   <B>Page 6</B>   |   <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Page 7"><U>Page 7</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id23.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Page 8"><U>Page 8</U></A></div> <div> <IMG SRC="045f0030.gif" border=0 width="496" height="3" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> Page 6</div> <div> <IMG SRC="05fba2a0.gif" border=0 width="186" height="298" ALIGN="LEFT" HSPACE="10" VSPACE="0">Years sped on.  Children were born, older ones marrying, erecting new homes and family altars, around which their off springs were reared.  Their homes were pleasant, the intimates were happy and contented, success attended their pathway.  The blessings of the Lord crowned their labors with abundant success.  Yet God in his goodness would have them bear in mind, that there we have no continuing city, that dust thou art, and unto dust thou shalt return.  The strong and living faith which this couple had in the precious promises of God's holy word was a source of great comfort and joy to them in times of prosperity and in the enjoyment of health, and we have the assurance that this same faith was lively exercised under circumstances of sorrow disappointments, bereavements and in the solemn and trying hour of death, sickness came upon the family.  The wife and mother was called upon to suffer, her couch was watched anxiously, long days and weary nights, in hopes of her being raised up and restored to health and strength, but alas God in his infinite wisdom, saw fit by this sickness to remove her from time to eternity.  She who had been the light and the joy of his home, the partner of his successes, as well as the sharer and sympathizer with him in his disappointments and sorrows, was now laid low by the cold and icy hands of death.  She had in every sense of the word been a help mate for him.  For in the earlier years of their married life, oft times in the evenings or about time darkness would be setting in, she would take her babe and accompany her husband to the clearing, set the babe down in the leaves and pick and burn brush until late bed time.  She passed  away on the 20th of January 1833, loved by all who knew her and with full assurance of a blessed immortality beyond the grave.  </div> <bR> <bR> <div> His mind greatly burdened and weighted down by his bereavements and thinking a change of scenery would be advantageous to him, accordingly as soon as circumstances would admit he took a trio on horse back east into the Perry Co. Pa. visiting relatives homes and friends.  Remaining there a short time, returned home feeling benefited by the change, his second daughter Nancy had arrived almost to womanhood and resumed the duties and responsibilities of the home and family, making a great effort on her part to fill her mother's place.  He still feeling the bereavement to be weighing heavily upon him and almost every way he could turn would see something which would bring vividly to his mind that dear one which had but so lately passed away concluded he would sell the farm.  A family consultation was held.  Some were willing and some were strongly opposed to selling the dear old home which has so many bright and hallowed associations clustering around it.  Not withstanding the oppositions, the sale was made, writings were drawn, and signed.  He then bought property on Mill Creek, a short distance from Strattonville.  On his property he built a mill (what was known for years as the Lowrie Mill) now owned by Marion Rulofson & Co. lived on it about three years, sold out, bought a farm on Licking about three miles west of Curllsville, he moved on his farm the spring of 1836.  On the 14th day of May 1836, he was married to Miss Elizebeth English, she was a good Christian woman, making him a kind and devoted wife, a tender and affectionate mother for his motherless children.  By this marriage they had two children, a son, John, and a daughter, Mary Emeline.  </div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="06326500.gif" border=0 width="38" height="80" ALIGN="RIGHT" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"><IMG SRC="06326500.gif" border=0 width="38" height="80" ALIGN="LEFT" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Losses and crosses, difficulties and disappointments are common to man.  We would not expect then that Fulton would be an exception.  For many are the afflictions of the righteous but the Lord deliverith him out of them all.  It was while residing on this farm, that he met with his heaviest loss, financially.  About ten o'clock A.M. on the 27th of August 1847, he had his crops all safely gathered into his barn, that year the earth had yielded abundantly crops and the husband was bountifully rewarded for his labors.  Fulton's barn was well filled with the products of his farms.  He also had stored there in his farm implements and many other articles absolutely necessary on a farm.  The morning was threatening, we had several light showers with thunder and lighting, ominous and as the morning advanced they gathered thicker and the clouds looked blacker and about the time above mentioned a terribly threatening one arose in the south west rolling its self with terrifying appearance from behind that monster hill which lay to the south west of his buildings.  The loud thunder was roaring.  God's voice was heard above everything, besides carrying terror to the hearts of all who heard and beheld.  As this dark and huge monster rolled up with its deafening noise and terrifying appearance, by the forked lightening with its zigzag course, the rain began to fall in torrents, it seemed a perfect sheet of water, this with the blinding and terrifying flash of the lightening and with the deafening roar of thunder, gave cause for the strongest hearts to quail, when the clouds were probably about half spent, and the most terrifying past, there came a blinding flash and almost simultaneously a deafening and tremendous roar of thunder.  The writer looked out towards the barn (he being there at the time} and saw smoke coming out the south east gable end.  The flames spread rapidly and very soon the whole building was a seething mass of fire.  In a short time, all was reduced to ashes.  Mr. and Mrs. Fulton were absent from home at the time of this sad loss.  On their way home the unwelcome news was communicated to them.  His reply was, "The Lord gave, and he hath taken away.  Blessed be the name of the Lord".  He undoubtedly took a wise view of the circumstances and is to be commended for the applicable quotation.  This was a heavy stroke and a great loss from which he never fully recovered financially.  </div> <bR> <div> <A HREF="id20.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Page 5"><U>Page 5</U></A>     <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Page 7"><U>Page 7</U></A></div> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>