Jethro Wood, Inventor of the Modern Plow.: A Brief Account of His Life, Services, and Trials; Together with Facts Subsequent to his Death, and Incident to His Great Invention — John Shaqi
Jethro Wood, Inventor of the Modern Plow.: A Brief Account of His Life, Services, and Trials; Together with Facts Subsequent to his Death, and Incident to His Great InventionGilbert, Frank
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Jethro Wood, Inventor of the Modern Plow.: A Brief Account of His Life, Services, and Trials; Together with Facts Subsequent to his Death, and Incident to His Great Invention
Gilbert, Frank
Plows; Wood, Jethro, 1774-1834
"This was a great triumph; but it was now the late autumn of 1845, and
the last grant of the patent had little more than a year to run. Wood
again repaired to Washington to apply for a new extension, but the
excitements of so long a contest had been too much for him. Just as he
had recommenced his efforts they were forever ended. While talking
with one of his friends, he suddenly fell dead from heart disease, and
the patent expired without renewal.
"The last male heir to the invention was no more. On settling the
estate, it was found that while not a vestige remained of the large
fortune owned by Jethro Wood when he began his career, _less than five
hundred and fifty dollars had ever been received from his invention_.
"The after history of the case is a brief one. Four daughters of Jethro
Wood alone remained to represent the family. In the winter of 1848 the
two younger sisters went to Washington to petition Congress that a
bill might be passed for their relief, in view of the inestimable
services of their father to the agricultural interests of the country.
Webster declared that he regarded their father as a 'public
benefactor,' and gave them his most efficient aid; Clay warmly
espoused their cause, and the venerable John Quincy Adams, with his
trembling hand--then so enfeebled by age that he rarely used the
pen--wrote them kind notes, heartily sympathizing with them. On one
memorable day, while they were in the House gallery, Mr. Adams, at his
desk on the floor, wrote them briefly in relation to their case. A few
minutes later he was struck with the fatal attack under which he
exclaimed, 'This is the last of earth; I am content,' and was borne
dying to the Speaker's room. The tremulous lines, the last his hand
ever traced, were found on his desk and delivered to Miss Wood.
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