1. LDS. Family Search: Internet Genealogy Service:
Resource File (index to CDs, online at FamilySearch.org).
|William Harvey JOHNSTONBAUGH
Birth: 11 May 1865; Death: 21 Dec 1944; Burial: Dec 1944, Bellefonte,
Centre Co., PA
Father: Alpheus JOHNSTONBAUGH; Mother: Margaret Elizabeth HOY
Spouse: Rachael SCANLON
Source: patron submission
5. 1930 Census Every-Name-Index/Images (online at Ancestry.com,
Image #18 of 33): Spring Twp., Centre Co., PA, Roll 2016, p. 247A,
SN 9A, ED 14-38, SD 3, enumerated 18 Apr 1930, official enumeration date
1 Apr 1930 (extracted by Diana Gale Matthiesen):
|1930: for an explanation of the column
headings, please see
the Numbers in the Federal Census Mean (missing columns contained
. Myrtle Magargel. 1938. "History of Axemann, Centre
Co., PA [in 24 installments]." Centre Daily Times, PA (online in
the Archives of USGenWeb; contributred by Rich Hughes).
25 Feb 1938
|...Steele himself worked at the axe factory and
is credited with having built the three houses in a row that are now occupied
Johnsonbaughs and Rotes...
22 Mar 1938
|Prominent in those industrial days, the Scanlon
family is still represented in the village by Mrs. William Johnsonbaugh.
She had six sisters and three brothers. Their father was Patrick
Scanlon, who emigrated from Ireland when he was 18. His wife
came over when she was three years old. She had been left motherless
almost from birth and was cared for by an aunt who, on coming to America,
brought little Bridget along.
After the couple had met and married, they began housekeeping at
Pennsylvania Furnace. Several of the children were born there, notably
a little girl whom the mother decided to call Cecelia. Since she
was unable to make the journey with him to Bellefonte, it fell to the father's
lot to bring the infant to the church to be christened.
Evidently the exigencies of being nursemaid were too much for him,
for when the priest asked what name should be given to the child, Pat had
completely forgotten. But, "Just call her Bridget after her mother."
he admonished. So Bridget she became and Bridget she remained until
confirmation allowed them to amend her to Cecelia.
After Mr. Scanlon found work at Boiling Spring, the family moved
into one of the six company houses that were built across the creek on
the hillside. All these are now torn down and Mrs. Johnsonbaugh remembers
nothing about living in one of them save that she fell down the
steps and broke her arm.
To own his own home was the ambition of most of the employees of
the shop, so when the house owned by Fearon Mann, built by Steele Heverly,
was offered for sale the Scanlons bought it and moved into it. This
is still Rachel Scanlon Johnsonbaugh's home. She was the sixth
child and is one of the four yet living. The others are Mrs. Frank
Barron of Altoona, Mrs. George Vetter of Pittsburgh and Mrs. Agnes Culver
All these daughters were married in Bellefonte, either in the church
or at the rectory, depending on whether their husbands were of their own
faith or not, and although they are widely scattered, they all come back
for visits in the summer, and for a little time are girls again in the
The Johnsonbaughs have been married 20 years. Mr. Johnsonbaugh
tells to all and sundry that his girl kept him going to the Scanlon house
25 years before she would marry him and it is true that she preferred to
remain with her aging parents and fulfill her duty to them before taking
on other obligations.
In the winter she worked in Altoona in a tailor shop; in the summer
she returned to her home in Axemann. Growing up in the place, everybody
called her by her first name, Rachel, often shortening it to Rach.
Little children addressed her in the same way and after she and the persistent
young man were married, the youngsters, called him Mr. Rachel until they
were taught better by their parents.
They went to Niagara Falls for a time to live but soon returned
to the old home, leaving brother Henry Scanlon in the city where he since
died. Both of the seemingly-youthful couple are delightful company.
No small part of this history was related to them, and both enjoy reminiscences
and jokes of their earlier days even when the joke is on them.
During their term of courtship, Mr. Johnsonbaugh rode a horse from
his home to Axemann, varied adventures befalling him in consequence.
One of these was when a party of girls stole his horse and buggy and drove
it into Bellefonte. The horse was a balky beast. It stopped
in the middle of the road in the Borough and would not budge. So
the girls had the worst of it that time.
One other evening he rode a horse that kicked and tied it to the
barn as usual. When ready to start home he had the girl friend
accompany him to the barn with a lantern so he could avoid the animal's
heels and mount it safely. But their approach sent the horse's hoofs
thundering against the sides of the stall and Miss Rachel screamed, clutched
the lantern more closely to herself and fled outside, leaving her gallant
in pitch-black darkness with the vicious brute. Only by lying flat
on the ground was he able to escape being killed.
25 Mar 1838
|The Johnsonbaugh family lived on a farm
in Shiloh, and it was from there that he made his many trips into Axemann.
Another adventure that they shared together after they were married
was living on the train. Mr. Johnsonbaugh was employed on a steam
shovel that was digging out a railroad bed. As the place of work
moved, the employees moved, too. So they had their home in a car,
with curtains at the windows and other evidences of family life.
The locomotive took them along as the scene of labor changed and the reveled
in their unique experience.
One time Mrs. Johnsonbaugh went away visiting and decided to return
by train, so she when to the station and asked for a ticket to Axemann.
The agent told her he had never heard of the place. But she declared
lived there; that she had only left the town a few days before
and even knew the name of the railroad that passed through the town.
She induced him to look in his book of stations, and sure enough there
it was! So she bought a ticket, got aboard the cars indicated and
rode home in triumph.
Certain ideas about her religion she finds very amusing, and has
a dozen anecdotes at her tongue's end. One of these deals with a
woman who lived in some out-of-the-way place where the population was entirely
Protestant. This woman attended a large picnic, and during
the course of the day, she was told that Mrs. So-and-So over there was
a Catholic. She looked long and earnestly at the person in question,
then commented in amazement, "Why, she looks just like the rest of us!"
Mrs. Johnsonbaugh remembers Aunt Katie Welch as a old woman who
walked with a cane and visited their family in the evening. At such
times she insisted on having the youngsters out of the way. "Put
'em to bed.
Children have big ears." It is needless to say that Aunt
Katie was none too popular with the young Scanlons.
The old lady had a large garden in which she raised vegetables and
herbs. Caraway seed were especially favored by her and she had an
abundance of these plants which bear delicate white flowers before they
turn into seeds. One day when she returned home after a day's
absence she missed her flowers and at once set out for the Scanlon home
convinced that the children had taken them. So they had; the first
thing she saw in the house was a pitcher filled with the dainty blooms.
Easily aroused to wrath, she stormed and scolded but it did no good.
The flowers were gone and so were that year's seeds.
She lived in a little house back of the store, quite alone in the
world. Nobody seemed to have known anything about her husband.
She slept on a cord bed which like all cord beds demanded attention occasionally.
Nobody could do it to suit her as well as her young neighbor. "Come
up and cord me bed. Nobody can do it like yourself," was both command
and compliment. Many a tug and pull did Rachel Scanlon have with
Aunt Katie's old-fashioned bed. It was just another one of the many
little things that
the neighbors say has made up her cheerful and helpful life.
She does not know she does them. Perhaps in the Last Day she will
be surprised to hear the words: "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least
of these, ye have done it unto Me."
There are other memories of Aunt Katie in the neighborhood, besides
those of Mrs. Johnsonbaugh...
22 Apr 1938
|...The Womers are Methodists and take an active
part in the church at Axemann. Their home is one of the three built
by Steele Heverly, Rotes and Johnsonbaughs occupying the other two