Looking forward to 2017

As this year comes to a close, I wanted to thank everyone who has taken the time to read this blog, leave a comment, or share a document with me.

When I started this blog in April of this year, I was not sure that I'd find a lot of people who wanted to read about this particular part of DeKalb's history. I also wasn't sure if they'd be interested in reading so much about just one man -- Mr. Jacob Haish. But you've proved me wrong, and I am so grateful for that. 

I have been honored to learn these stories, to interview some of you, and to "meet" the rest of you via email and Facebook. I love knowing that there's a community of people who love this history like I do. And although I still have so much to learn and so many more people to meet, I'm excited and ready to continue this project into 2017. 

As always, I encourage you to please contact me at JHaish09@gmail.com if you'd like to get together or share information regarding the Haish family. I'm always looking to learn and share more.

Unfortunately I cannot promise that I will post something fresh every day, or even every week, but I will as often as I can because I truly love this project. I have learned so much about my community, my family, and even myself.

Thank you for all your assistance, your support, and your guidance. I hope you have a wonderful New Year, and I look forward to working with you all in 2017.

Sincerely,
Jessi (Haish) LaRue

College Board of Trustees thanks Mrs. Haish

This letter, provided by the Joiner History Room, is addressed to Sophia Haish and thanks her for the gift of a portrait of her husband. The letter is from the Board of Trustees of the Northern Illinois State Normal School, now known as Northern Illinois University. Jacob Haish's barbed wire rival, Isaac Ellwood, can be seen listed as a board member in the top right corner of the letter.

Click the image to enlarge the letter, or the text is printed below.

Image provided by Joiner History Room

"Mrs. Jacob Haish,
DeKalb Illinois.

Dear Madam: 
At a meeting of the Board of Trustees of the Northern Illinois State Normal School, held at DeKalb, Illinois, on the 7th day of January, A.D. 1902, the following Resolution was offered and unanimously endorsed:

WHEREAS, Mrs. Jacob Haish having presented to the Northern Illinois State Normal School a life size portrait of her husband, Jacob Haish. And,
WHEREAS, Jacob Haish has, through his generosity, enabled the Northern Illinois State Normal School to equip itself with one of the very best of working libraries. Therefore, be it 
RESOLVED: That we accept the Portrait of Jacob Haish; and that it be hung in the Haish Library; and that we extend to Mrs. Haish our sincere thanks for the splendid Portrait of her husband..

Witness my hand and the seal of the Board, this first day of March, A.D. 1902.

J.J. McLallen, Secretary"

Jacob Haish, Who Gave Away 400 Turkeys For Christmas

This newspaper article, only notated with the date of Dec. 28, 1905, and titled "Jacob Haish, Who gave away 400 Turkeys for Christmas," has been provided by the Joiner History Room.

"Santa Claus ... gave away about 400 turkeys to his employees, renters, etc. It would seem that he made glad about one-third of the homes at DeKalb. At between $2.00 and $2.50 per fowl, it has become a [philanthropic] event. The people who enjoyed the feast and the citizens generally unite in saying "Long Live Mr. Haish."

Tearing Down Old Mansion

From historian Steve Bigolin's collection, a photo of the Haish mansion. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

The article below was printed in the Aug. 16, 1961, edition of the Daily Chronicle:

Tearing Down Old Mansion
By Marcella

Formal proceedings have started to send one of DeKalb's grand old mansions on the way to oblivion. According to information received from members of First Lutheran Church, their Parish House, the former home of Jacob Haish, DeKalb inventor, will be torn down in the very near future.

An old community landmark, the Jacob Haish residence became the property of First Lutheran Church about six years ago, having been purchased from the Jacob Haish estate. While the furnishings of the home were gone, appointments inside and out were such as made it a unique spot in DeKalb. Priceless treasures decorating the home at Third and Pine Street have been sold for use in a commercial enterprise.

Jacob Haish's home is one of the finest homes ever built in DeKalb and in years to come, this city may well regret that it isn't around for the edification of tourists when most of the neighbors are gone. Visitors to the house often find themselves in spontaneous conversation with others. There is a comradeship which stems from a mutual admiration of the Jacob Haish story. 

The veteran manufacturer's inventive genius and shrewd business ability contributed largely to the prosperity and growth of the city of DeKalb as a city. The story of the city of DeKalb or the chapter of history concerning barb wire would be incomplete if the name Jacob Haish was omitted from the picture. 

Mr. Haish was born in Germany in 1827 and at the age of nine came to this country and the state of Pennsylvania with his parents. At 19 the call of the West reached him and he came to Illinois, settling first in Naperville. He married Sophia Brown in 1847. In 1853, he came to Buena Vista, now DeKalb, impressed by the cordiality of the people.

Glancing at the splendid mansion of the Haish family built about 1884, it is hard to picture Jacob Haish and his lovely wife living in a crude shanty on First Street, south of the tracks. A lumber business he launched was effective, but he could foresee the day when the board fences would have to be replaced because of its expense, its limited supply and its weakness.

Mr. Haish's barb wire idea is reflected in inscriptions on the front of the house. There is "Victory, 1874," and the name "Sophia," an association that could have come from the help his wife gave him as she turned the handle of a coffee grinder while he studied it to see how his barbs might be made. His first patent was granted Jan. 20, 1874. Further experimentation led to his development of "S" wire which he began manufacturing.

Some of the statuary has been removed from the grounds, but that near the house is there still. An old fountain has simulated barb wire around it as a replica of the Haish era. Then there is the likeness of Mr. Haish, to the left of the front walk as one approaches the residence. The phrase "patentee of barb wire," is engraved on the back of the animal likeness which forms the step-rail. 

Within the house, elegant crystal chandeliers are still in place, as are many of the fine mirrors. Six marble fireplaces, each of different color and design, added to comfort as well as the beauty of the rooms. The original painted murals hang on the walls with birds and gold-trim which tend to lighten the ostentatious mood. Cut-glass door panels, stained glass window and hand carved wood decor excite those who appreciate the craftsmanship that went into the building of this dream of a little bearded German immigrant. 

Mr. Haish's contribution to the City of DeKalb was not only his wire industry or his "man-against-the-millions" courage. His civic leadership and financial aid to education and welfare organizations; his generosity toward his employees and his various enterprises in the manufacturing of farm implements, gas engines and cream separators, all combined to further DeKalb and make it the wonderful city it is today.

That voices of youth rang out to keep the house alive as the Intermediates, Boy Scouts and other church organizations met in the Parish House, might seem a living monument to this DeKalb pioneer and his wife. For this glamorous "castle" to be replaced by a modern home of a layman assistant to the church seems hardly the end DeKalb wants for this 134 year old Haish story.

Perhaps the city of DeKalb --- a group of civic minded persons --- or person would be interested in purchasing the home for the purpose of establishing a memorial and museum to the inventor of Barb Wire?

Thanks to the Joiner History Room for sharing this article.

Jacob Haish history sits quietly in Rockton

Two lion statues, which once stood proudly at the Haish mansion in DeKalb, have resided at the Red Barn Golf Course for decades. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Some contents of the Haish mansion have been residing just an hour from their original home.

Chandeliers, woodwork, and even statues from the mansion can be found in Rockton, Ill.,  because of antique collector Walter Williamson, who was from Winnebago County.

Historian Steve Bigolin and I recently visited Rockton to see the items, and he told me the story he had dug up in the 1970s. Bigolin said shortly before the mansion's demolition, Williamson purchased scavenger's rights to the mansion for $1,200. In 1973, Williamson told Bigolin he recalled filling four trucks with various items. To this day, just some of those items can be found in a Chinese restaurant and on the grounds of a golf course in Rockton. The outcome of any other items is unknown.

Williamson had owned the Wagon Wheel Resort in Rockton, which consisted of a golf course, swimming pool, bowling alley, theater, and much more, and was open from 1936 until it closed in 1989. Williamson used some of the Haish items throughout the resort. Today, the China Palace Restaurant, which was formerly known as the Junior Wagon Wheel, and the Red Barn Golf Course, which was part of the resort, now have new owners but still feature the Haish memorabilia.

The golf course features the "two lions" that were seen for many years on the Haish lawn in DeKalb. Today, the two statues stand guard outside along the drive into the golf course, and although they are very weathered, you can still make out the phrase "patentee of barb wire," "Jacob Haish," and the bust of Jacob himself.

A lion statue that was once featured outside of the Haish mansion. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Another lion (some call it a bear) statue that was once Haish property | Photo by Jessi LaRue

One statue is inscribed with "Patentee of Barb Wire" | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Details of a statue | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Both statues along the drive into the Red Barn Golf Course in Rockton | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Historian Steve Bigolin poses for a portrait with the lion statue | Photo by Jessi LaRue

One statue features "1884" and "Built by Jacob Haish" on top of a bust of Jacob | Photo by Jessi LaRue

The weathered bust of Haish sits at the base of a statue | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Details of a statue | Photo by Jessi LaRue

The statues were acquired by avid antique collector Walter Williamson shortly before the Haish mansion was razed. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

A short drive from the golf course is the China Palace Restaurant. Upon walking in you immediately see pieces from the mansion that have been repurposed and carefully woven into the decor of the restaurant. A staircase post and woodwork can quickly be picked out.

Woodwork that was featured in the Haish mansion can now be found in Rockton's China Palace Restaurant | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Woodwork from the Haish mansion | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Woodwork details | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Woodwork details | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Woodwork details | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Woodwork details | Photo by Jessi LaRue

The dining room area also features two chandeliers from the mansion, which Bigolin believes would be worth much more than the $1,200 Williamson originally paid to remove items from the mansion.

Chandeliers that once dazzled in the Haish mansion can now be found in the China Palace Restaurant in Rockton. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

A chandelier that first hung in the Haish mansion | Photo by Jessi LaRue

The chandeliers now hang in the dining room of the China Palace Restaurant | Photo by Jessi LaRue

The Red Barn Theatre, which at one point was part of the resort, also featured porch posts and trim from the Haish mansion, but is no longer standing.

Jacob Haish reflects on his donations

Jacob Haish | Photo courtesy of Joiner History Room

The article below was printed in the Dec. 5, 1885, edition of the Sycamore True Republican:

"That was a grandly liberal gift of yours --- that $50,000 to the Denver Orphan Asylum," --- we said to Mr. Haish of DeKalb.

"No, I don't know as it was. I have made more liberal gifts." 

"Ah! When?"

"Thirty years ago, when they were building the first church at DeKalb, I subscribed $30, and worked it out by day's work. That was more liberal than this. Then I gave what I hadn't got; now I give what I have, and can give it without troubling me. Why; how much did you ever give away at once?"

"Well, let's see; I gave $140 toward a church and lot."

"Ah, then, I venture to say you were three times as liberal as I was. I shall have to give again to be as liberal as some of my townspeople who give their tens and twenties. And I mean to do it. Wife and I have been thinking this long time that it is better to dispose of our property during our life-time while we can see some good of it than to wait for our successors to quarrel over it."

Perhaps we err in publishing this fragment of a private conversation, but there is something so noble about his unselfish view of the right use of his property that we could not refrain.

Thanks to the Joiner History Room for sharing this article.

Jacob Haish at the Devil's Rope Museum

The Devil's Rope Museum in McLean, Texas pays homage to the history of barbed wire, including Jacob Haish's involvement in its creation. | Photo courtesy of the Devil's Rope Museum

Nestled in the small town of McLean, Texas is the Devil's Rope Museum, where one can "get hooked" on collecting barbed wire.

The displays throughout the museum were a collaboration by multiple barbed wire collectors when they created the museum in 1991, said museum manager Leigh Anne Isbell.

"The purpose of the museum is to present and discuss ideas, come to a consensus of opinion, and publish those ideas and suggestions in an effort to continue and promote the hobby of barbed wire collecting," Isbell said. "To quote one of our original curators, 'barbed wire is an important part of history. It helped tame the West, along with windmills.'"

But even today, barbed wire's presence stretches far beyond museum walls.

"We like to think [barbed wire] is still relevant because it still being used around the world," Isbell said. "People are finding old wire on properties that are rare and hard to find. The wire itself holds a lot of history with its origins, how it became a household name, and the many uses for the wire itself is neat. I learned they used it for planting and telephone wire, not just for sectioning off land."

Featured among countless memorabilia, and of course, barbed wire, is information about Jacob Haish. Isbell shared photos, which can be found below, of Haish's presence throughout the museum.  

Photo provided by the Devil's Rope Museum

Photo provided by the Devil's Rope Museum

Photo provided by the Devil's Rope Museum

Photo provided by the Devil's Rope Museum

Photo provided by the Devil's Rope Museum

Photo provided by the Devil's Rope Museum

For more information about the Devil's Rope Museum, visit their website here or their Facebook page here. Special thanks to Isbell and the museum for sharing this information.

"A Reminiscent Chapter from the Unwritten History of Barb Wire..."

Jacob Haish published an account of his life, aptly titled "A Reminiscent Chapter from the Unwritten History of Barb Wire Prior to and Immediately Following the Celebrated Decision of Judge Blodgett, December 15, 1880."

Local historian Steve Bigolin says this pamphlet is considered to be Haish's memoirs, and tells Haish's personal account of his barbed wire business and lawsuits. Bigolin said neither Joseph Glidden or Isaac Ellwood had put anything into print quite like Haish had with this piece.

"It was unique to Jacob," Bigolin said. "And interestingly enough, he waited until Ellwood and Glidden were deceased to print it. Makes you wonder, doesn't it?"

Not too much is known about the pamphlet, which is considered a rare item, Bigolin says. Bigolin said some tend to think the pamphlets were just another product of Haish's, perhaps a giveaway like his barbed wire canes.

Thanks to the Ellwood House Museum for providing a copy of the pamphlet, which is printed in full below.

The cover of "A Reminiscent Chapter..." | Provided by Ellwood House Museum

A Reminiscent Chapter from the Unwritten History of Barb Wire Prior to and Immediately Following the Celebrated Decision of Judge Blodgett, December 15, 1880:

Introductory
Dating back 37 years to the first inception of an idea to provide for a better safeguard for growing crops than the ordinary board fence, and to lessen the expense as well, is certainly an interesting period to consider, as it formed an epoch in the world's history of no mean proportions. Prior to this time some two or three others had conceived a faint and altogether impractical idea as to what was needed, but had never sought to improve on the same. It remained for the growing west to develop the art to its fullest perfection. That our own City of DeKalb should have sent out the first successful barb wires to a waiting world, is a proud distinction worthy of a monument proclaiming the fact. A product of such world-wide use should certainly have a recognized birthplace, and it is a wonder that some one has not been stirred along this line.

The subject of barb wire is very interesting to me, as you may readily suppose, because I was probably the chief factor in its development, as I was surely the target at which everybody aimed, who belonged to the opposition, as well as the fountain-head of counsel to those who allied themselves with me. It is interesting because it introduced me to men engaged in the large industrial enterprises of the nation, people of high ideals and heads of organizations known for their business sagacity. It also disclosed to me the greed and avarice that often impelled officers and stockholders of great corporations to pounce upon the weaker members of enterprises working along similar lines. So much by way of preface.

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As a lumber merchant and building contractor from the year 1857 to 1872, I was in constant contact with the lumber interests of the west, and had often noted the immense cut of fencing material increasing yearly, and its bearing upon agricultural interests of the country with its burdensome cost, which led me to think out and provide a substitute therefor. You may well imagine my efforts were very crude when I state it was in my mind to plant osage orange seed and when of suitable growth cut and weave it into plain wire and board fences, using the thorns as a safeguard against the encroachments of stock. Some of you may remember that in the late 60's and early 70's, the planting of willow slips and osage orange seed was at a fever heat. I had received a consignment of osage orange seed from Texas, supplying some of my customer with same at $5.00 per pound.

Of course I soon discovered the futility of the osage orange idea and commenced a somewhat random thinking along other lines. It never occurred to me that the Patent Office might disclose some knowledge of prior use or state of the art, in fact at this time I hardly realized the purposes of the Patent Office, or the need of its services, but later on it behooved me to seek knowledge of friends familiar with its workings, and immediately get in line to protect my interests. My ignorance was almost my undoing, and two or three special trips to Washington, D.C. became necessary to put me "en rapport" with its system.

I recall with what feverish eagerness I labored to invoke the Goddess of the Patron of Arts to divulge to me some better and cheaper method of lessening the expense of fencing material. In a faint way, like a far off vision, not as clear as "John's on the Isle of Patmos," I saw the coming of a new era in fence building. First was the osage orange, next, attachments of metal to wood. At this time I saw, as in a glass, darkly, later, I saw wire married to wire and no divorce. It was then I saw face to face, clearly that this was the line along which to work. It looked simple, I might say foolish, just a short piece of wire coiled between its ends around a straight parallel wire. I showed the device to a friend and he exclaimed, "Oh H---, Joe Glidden is working on the same thing," without stopping to investigate what "Uncle Joe" had. You see the "King's business required haste" just now. I immediately switched to another form and manner of applying a wire barb to a plain wire, which proved so much easier to make by hand and fasten onto two plain wires, instead of the one that I adopted it, concluding to let "Uncle Joe," and what he was working at, alone. In my thought I bid him God-speed, keeping my own counsel --- sometimes this is wise, but not always --- completed what is known as the "S" barb, and proceeded to its manufacture.

Image from the "Reminiscent Chapter" pamphlet

While "Uncle Joe" was working in his pasture lot, winding his experimental wire on an empty nail keg, twisting it as best he could, I had transformed the second story of my carpenter shop, a building about 40 feet long, into a barb wire factory, having invented a twisting device as well as a spool --- same as used today --- and small hand machines to form a straight piece of wire into the form of a letter "S," I commenced operations. The twisting device was placed at one end of the shop, the spool at the other end, with a connecting table between on which to spread the barbs and run two parallel wires from the twister to the spool. The barbs being "S" shaped, were easily inserted between the wires with thumb and forefinger, then closed tight with a slight tap of a hammer. Four men worked at a table, two at each side. Each table was supplied with two twisters and two spools. When the barbs had been inserted between the wires and closed down, the one man revolved the twister and the other acted as brakes-man for the spool. The barbs were first cut into short straight lengths by men, then taken by boys who placed them between two lugs fastened to a spindle and turned with a crank which formed the letter "S." These were taken to the table and spread along its entire length.

Image from the "Reminiscent Chapter" pamphlet

Thus the "S" barb became a marketable product long before a patent was issued for the same. Uncle Joe had a harder problem to solve than I in getting his coiled barb strung onto a single wire. Even after Isaac Ellwood had become a partner with Mr. Glidden, and were working under roof, it was a novel sight to see a workman mounting a windmill tower, standing on the corner near the present Glidden Hotel, and with a pail full of loose barbs, while another workman carried up wires to the platform from which elevation the barbs were slipped over the ends of the wires, to be carried across the road to the building near by, for the farther process of separating the barbs the proper distance along the wires, greasing the wire to facilitate the work and then pinching tight to hold them in place while twisting. With my more practical knowledge of mechanics and business experience, with skilled workmen in my employ, I was in a position to make progress much faster than Uncle Joe, who prior to Isaac Ellwood's introduction to the Guild, was working out his problems alone.

Unwittingly I became the leader and advance agent of the new era in fencing --- of followers there have been many --- yet the principles involved in my inventions of the twisting and spooling device have never changed, but used on all subsequent machines. It was these devices that made barb wire a merchantable product.

The first spool of barb wire ever shipped to California I packed in a half barrel. It was considered dangerous to ship such a long distance in any other way by the railroad companies. In many ways the Glidden barb found the road much easier for my having preceded it.

To preserve the wires from rust was the next step to be considered. Paint placed in troughs in front of the twister was tried, but when the twister was revolving, the fresh paint flew in all directions. That was given up. After many trials I succeeded in securing a dip paint, or varnish as it was then called, which was very satisfactory. No change of improvement has been made since. I sought to control it and secured its agency, but my neighbors made such a clamor for it that I was forced --- much against my wishes --- to grant their request and allow shipments to be made direct from factory. They were up against a sticky, greasy proposition, as they were dipping their product in raw linseed oil, which was too expensive and of no value as a protection to the wire. It was a wasteful method and the boys who did this work --- you should have seen their clothes. No wonder they were anxious to secure the good results I was obtaining. I would have been glad to have supplied them for a small profit. Had I been as wise as a serpent in these early years of struggle, the history of barb wire might have been a different write-up.

It finally dawned upon me to keep things under lock and key was the safest plan. Too many prowlers about with tailor made clothes on to warrant doing otherwise. The curious thing about these early beginnings was the disposition of the people to take sides. The predeliction of our home people was toward the Glidden barb, no doubt the sympathy was with "Uncle Joe." Being a farmer he naturally caught the farmer's influence. When Isaac Ellwood became associated with him it gave a great impetus to, and broadened the popularity of the Glidden barb, as he was well known throughout the county, not only as an extensive hardware dealer, but a politician of some notoriety, and also favorably known as an able and successful auctioneer. On the other hand the friends of the "S" barb, while not as numerous, were loyal and steadily gaining. Yet there existed a certain clique whose slogan was "Can anything good come of Nazareth?" And to this day they wonder whether there did or no.

At first plain wire was purchased in 500 pound lots with a proviso that any unused wire could be returned. Later it grew to ton lots and to 5 ton lots, which exhausted the supply in Chicago, the wholesale merchants carrying only small stocks of No. 12 iron wire --- no steel wire in those days, just enough to supply a demand for grape trellis purposes. With Mr. Ellwood's accession to the barb wire fraternity, business began increasing until I was inquiring for wire in car lots. One inquiry to the Washburn & Moen Mfg. Co. was productive of great and far reaching results. They were well known throughout the country as very aggressive. Grasping in their desires and restless under restrictions of any character involving their trade. Withall they were well known as fighters of tried ability in industrial contests which they waged for supremacy. These contests were often the subject of the validity of patents. Whoever crossed swords with them must be thrice armed, and have this quarrel just, or woe betide him.

To return this inquiry brought, not a letter, but Mr. Chas F. Washburn to DeKalb. He came into my office unannounced, introduced himself, became my guest, sat at my table, enjoying my hospitality to the limit. He was a fluent converser, with high ideals, with a fine appreciation of art and music. In short a cultured gentleman. The final outcome of this visit was a willingness to buy. The question of patents was fully entered into, with his summing up that they were a bug-bear to many. It was up to me to make an offer, which I did, the price was $200,000. It would have been cheap at that, as I have been told that the lawsuits cost his company $1,325,000. He left without accepting it, but wrote me from Chicago as follows: "Were I in possession of Aladdin's Lamp I might consider your offer." Had he been a typical Yankee and offered me $25,000, I believe I should have accepted it but he did not and I stepped in where heretofore, "angels had feared to tread."

I soon learned that he had made a careful and diligent inquiry from all obtainable sources of information and came prepared to do business. As his movements immediately proclaimed in his purchase of the interests of Mr. Glidden in his patent for the tidy sum of $60,000, and a royalty of three-fourths of a cent per pound on all barb wire manufactured by Washburn & Moen Mfg. Co. 

Everybody congratulated Uncle Joe on his good fortune --- glad to know he was "coming to his own at last." At this juncture some of my friends whom I had sought to interest in the business with me in furnishing additional capital, were skeptical as to the outcome. They rather urged me to get out while my credit was good. There seemed to arise about those times, agriculturists and stockmen who were thoroughly antagonistic to barb wire. They called the fence inhuman, barbarous, cruelty to animals, etc. They raised the "bogey man" before state legislatures to have laws passed prohibiting its use. Threats of arrest were coming forward frequently. 

But what of Mr. Washburn? Well he was heard from later on, when notice was served on poor lone Jacob by the United States Marshall to show cause for peaceably pursuing a legitimate business under protection of patents granted by the United States Government. I had yet to learn that patents which had not been adjudicated in the courts were oftentimes a "broken reed" upon which to lean. Allow me to say just here, that among the first patents granted me was one showing iron posts with a section of woven wire stretched between them, identically the same fence now called the Ellwood woven wire. Queer how some things come about, isn't it?

Image from the "Reminiscent Chapter" pamphlet

At the time Mr. Washburn commenced suit, other manufacturers of barb wire were springing up here and there in the west and it was wonderful to note the contrivances and devices which sought recognition. Every one just knew that his particular design was the best ever. Practically I stood alone, confronted with a lawsuit, the magnitude of which none foresaw. My opponents, the veteran fighting firm of Washburn & Moen Mfg. Co., whose record in many a well contested lawsuit had gained them a reputation in the industrial world as invulnerable. Indeed they thought themselves invincible, and well they might, for they had in their employ the finest legal talent in the land, especially in patent law. They were equipped in every department to rout "horse foot and dragon" every bit of opposition to any cherished plan they wished to execute. Could I have foreseen the mighty struggle ahead, my heart might have gone pit-a-pat. I did feel blue, but falling back on my stock of "Dutch courage," inherited from a long line of German ancestry, accepted the wager of battle and proceeded to map out my line of defense. I have since been informed that they found that after all "The race was not always to the swift nor the battle to the strong." One thing is sure, they learned that Napoleon's statement that, "Victory was on the side of the heaviest artillery," was not a safe guide to follow.

The new tactics introduced into the fight were largely of the guerrilla order, very spectacular in many respects, yet catchy in their make-up, but it appealed to the trade, the farmer and the public in general.

While my opponents knew well how to take care of the legal end, they were entirely at sea when they sought to catch public opinion, a new era in advertising had dawned which carried them off their feet. Nothing like it had ever before appeared in print, quotations from celebrated authors, caricatures and cartoons of the most grotesque character, poetry --- perhaps not as exalted as Milton's "Paradise Lost" --- yet appealing to the sensibilities and the risibilities of the general public. Anything that carried a point, though it may not adorn a tale, was considered "Persona Grata." It certainly was a picturesque fight from any point of view. 

The Barb Fence Regulator, first a four page paper, afterwards an eight page sheet and published annually by the hundreds of thousands, was looked for as eagerly as the New York Ledger, for it not only contained the latest legal aspect of the now celebrated barb wire lawsuits, but short witty stories, poetry, general farm talks, cartoons and whatever else that would interest rural farming communities. I have been told of several instances where this disseminator of polite literature was used in country schools to the edification of all concerned. A general newspaper of this character had never before found its way into hut and palace.

It was not long before other manufacturers of barb wire, seeking to exploit their wares, were at my door trying to bring about a combination of all parties concerned, pool the earnings and put up a stronger fight than ever at a less expense to each. Of all that coterie of barb wire manufacturers who were in the field in 1876, I am the only survivor still in the business, with a few exceptions, the others have passed to the "Great Beyond." 

The litigation which terminated in December, 1880, in a decision unfavorable to me was rendered by Judge Blodgett. Originally the suit was brought before Judge Drummond, but during the progress of the trial some of the opposing force, becoming alarmed at what they thought was the attitude of Judge Drummond in some of the preliminary hearings of the case, called a council to frame up a plausible plea to have Judge Blodgett sit in the case with Judge Drummond. One point of their argument was that the latter judge was getting along in years and it was possible he might not live to see the end of the trial, in which event it would complicate matters and possibly prolong the case indefinitely, to have a new judge step in who was not familiar with the subject matter, and recommended Judge Blodgett for the position. The President of our Barb Wire Union who had authority to act on all matters relating to the litigation, who was a guileless old man, fell into the trap and acquiesced in their wishes. It so happened that Judge Blodgett rendered the decision. And it so happened that Mr. Washburn and his attorney, Mr. Dodge, were in Chicago, a thousand miles away from home, stopping at the Grand Pacific Hotel like "Johnny on the spot," just in the nick of time to hear the decision rendered in the barb wire suit by Judge Blodgett. Curious, wasn't it? Sort of a mental telepathy affair.

By some legerdemain there was a failure to send me or my attorneys notice of such an important event to me, especially so as I was the defendant.. Some time after the decision the Washburn & Moen Mfg. Co., built their plant in Waukegan where Judge Blodgett lived. An electric thrill has always run rampant through my nerve centers, as to what chapter in the world's history induced this important industry to locate in Waukegan. It might have been an act of gratitude on the plaintiff's part, who can tell, as the Mohammedan says, "Allah knows." Of course after the decision there was a grand scramble to get into the band wagon. Every mother's son was now on the jump for a license. I was the only one who held aloof. Mr. Washburn made the terms which they were only too ready to accept. Paying a royalty was satisfactory as long as the business brought good returns, which it did for a number of years thereafter. But soon some of the avaricious ones and jealous withal, were raising a hue and cry that Haish was doing a lot of unheard of things, defying the courts and interfering with the preserves, etc.

During the interval the attorneys on both sides were arranging a settlement between Mr. Washburn and myself, that would be mutually satisfactory to all concerned. It was conceded that my claims on automatic machinery for manufacturing barb wire were foremost, as I had built the first machine of its kind in the world and secured letters patent thereon. Mr. Washburn's attorneys conceded my claims to be of great value. This being true, it simply became a game of "I tickle you and you tickle me." So I paid the Washburn & Moen Mfg. Co. 75 cents per 100 pounds royalty on wire and they paid me 75 cents per 100 pounds royalty on machines. Easy, wasn't it?

After this happy event the clamor ceased and every one settled down to enjoy the peaceable fruits of --- no, not righteousness --- but of mammon. Since then many changes have taken place. Many old familiar faces are missing, reminding me forcibly that "Father Time" has lengthened the span of my earthly pilgrimage beyond the allotted time of man's sojourn, and for what, can you tell? I wish I could. Let us hope it is for the best good of the people in the midst of whom I dwell. Surely the people with whom I am acquainted, and with whom I have associated so many years, are more dear to me than strangers. The kindly recognition received from old and young from day to day is a tribute to the thought, and answers my question.

Image from the "Reminiscent Chapter" pamphlet

Summary
The "S" barb was my invention and the first practical and commercially successful barb wire introduced. 

One of my early patents shows the first iron post for field fence with a section of woven wire. 

I had in operation the first twisting and spooling device.

I sent out to the trade the first wooden spool on which barb wire is wound, no change since.

I secured the first dipping paint for barb wire.

I introduced the first automatic barb wire machinery. The principles involved in my hand machines for twisting, spooling and putting on the barbs were the same as now used in all automatic barb wire machinery. 

I introduced a new era in the methods of advertising which are in vogue today. Have I done my share?

Yours very truly,
JACOB HAISH.

The final page of the "Reminiscent Chapter" by Jacob Haish.

Jacob Haish's rein holder patent

Jacob Haish's patents included barbed wire, wire stretchers, window screens, and even rein holders.

Haish describes his 1890 patent for a "rein holder and indicating plate" in the patent papers:

"...the objects of my invention are, first, to provide a suitable plate adapted to be attached to a carriage or other vehicle in a conspicuous place for the purpose of having properly inscribed thereon the name of the owner of the vehicle, the trade-name of the latter, if there be such, or the name and location of the maker or owner, or any other advertising matter; second, to provide said plate with strong clasps so located in reference to the dash-board or other suitable part of the vehicle as that the reins may be simultaneously detachably inserted therein and removed therefrom, and, third, to attach said plate by a double-headed bolt or bolts, which shall present a finished appearance on both sides of the plate."

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Haish Stone "Is Splendid One"

Jacob and Sophia Haish's monument can be found in Fairview Cemetery in DeKalb. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

The Haish monument is a regular stop for bus tours, locals and historians in the DeKalb area. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

The monument for Jacob and Sophia Haish, located in DeKalb's Fairview Cemetery, has been of interest to many locals and historians. The article below, printed in the Daily Chronicle newspaper in 1928, details the construction of the monument.

From the Dec. 11, 1928, edition of the Daily Chronicle:

HAISH STONE IS FINISHED
Memorial for Pioneer DeKalb Manufacturer Has Been Erected at Fairview
IS SPLENDID ONE

"The major portion of the work of the Jacob Haish monument at Fairview cemetery was completed yesterday afternoon when stone cutters in the employ of Robert Trigg & Sons of Rockford the task of of erecting the large granite monument. The memorial will not be fully completed until next spring when landscape engineers will treat the plot of ground around the granite edifice.

Actual work on the monument was started about two weeks ago, after the concrete foundation had been built. The granite arrived several days ago and since then has been erected.

The base, made of Stony Creek granite, is triangular in shape. On this has been placed two other triangular pieces of granite, each piece smaller than the other, forming three steps, representing the three steps in Masonry. On the top piece of granite has been erected three fluted columns, one at each of the three corners of the triangle. On top of the columns has been placed another triangular piece of granite. The columns have the tapestry finished while the four triangular pieces that form the base and the top is polished granite.

The urn is located at the center of the Haish monument. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Urn in Center

In the center of the monument is a solid urn. On the top of the urn will be placed a bronze plate, on which will be written a brief history of Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Haish. This plate has not yet been placed on the urn. 

On one side of the top of the monument is the name "Haish," the letters being of raised bronze, the first time that letters of this type have been placed on a granite monument in this city, it is stated.

The symbols of the Masonic order have been used in the design of the monument, which is of a canopy type.

As was stated previously, the base of the monument is composed of three triangular pieces of granite, forming three steps. The bottom piece, which form the first step, weighs 12 tons, it was stated, while the weight of all of the granite in the monument is 30 tons. O.C. Scott of Robert Trigg & Sons has been in charge of the work.

A plate on the urn details the lives of Sophia Haish and Jacob Haish. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

The granite, which comes from Connecticut, was shipped to this city and hauled from the railroad track to the cemetery on a trailer. The largest piece, which weighs 12 tons, was placed on a trailer having a weight of 6,800 pounds, and hauled to the cemetery by a large truck. The greater portion of a day was required in removing this piece of granite from the railroad flat car to the truck trailer.

The monument is one of the most beautiful of its type to be erected in a DeKalb cemetery and next spring after the surrounding ground has been landscaped, a number of DeKalb people will no doubt make pilgrimages to the cemetery to view the monument."

Details of the urn at the Haish monument in DeKalb's Fairview Cemetery. | Photo by Jessi LaRue

Thanks to the Joiner History Room for sharing this article.