During the growth of the community, education and religion were not neglected. A
brick schoolhouse was built in 1873 and torn down in 1993, with
a new Community Center replacing it. The Episcopalian Church of the Holy
Comforter, built in 1869, has served
as a religious center for almost 100 years. It is open by appointment throughout
the year and the church is available for weddings and other appropriate
functions for a nominal fee.
The Twentieth Century brought a decline to
Brownsville. Fires destroyed buildings, transportation progressed,
and several businesses closed their doors. Front Street disappeared in 1950 when
Highway 26 was built.
The pioneers in Brownsville worked hard but
they knew how to have fun. Back in 1855 the Fourth of July was
celebrated by barbecuing an ox in a fire pit, by giving speeches and by
shooting fireworks. Masquerade
dances were popular and a Drama Society
entertained by producing plays. There were dances at Odd Fellows Hall
and at Germania Hall.
Currently, the Brownsville area provides recreation for residents and visitors. Wildcat
Landing (owned by Houston County) has a public boat landing and
well-maintained, riverside campsite facilities.
Up the channel, Lawrence Lake Marina offers bait, boat rentals, boat
slips, snacks, fishing licenses,
gift store and antiques. And, finally,
to catch a glimpse of Brownsville history,
stop at the Community Center during morning hours and check out the
Historical Room.
|
Carol Walhovd Family History |
It takes a lot of dedication, curiosity and pride to write about ones family and ancestors. Carol Walhovd was one of
these people as four years ago she started feeling regret that she did not
question her parents more about their heritage.
Carols parents, Jack and Marie Heisler were descendants of Native
Americans. Each had a grand parent with one hundred percent Ojibwe Blood
Quantum. Over the years many times Jack and Marie would tell their
children of the traditional way they were raised on the White Earth Indian
Reservation, in Northern Minnesota. How they were taken from their homes
and put into mission schools and forced to live the white mans way.
Carol, sister Nancy and brother Al all had
many memories that needed recording to paper so all their children would
know of these and many more events that took place before their time.
Carol took on the job of writing the 138 page Heisler Family Tree. There
are stories of the Heisler children growing up in Brownsville. Early
school years, climbing the hills, swimming at Wild Cat creek, fishing the
banks of the Mississippi, skating and watching their children do the same
things.
This book reflects what it is like to be raised in a small town..
|
There are a few histories floating around
Brownsville these days. They give you an idea what was taking place in our
little town in years past. One of these accounts was written by Carol
Walhovd a resident for over 64 years.
Carol loved this little town so much she decided that a book should be
written about it. Knowing that to do a good job she must find help
accomplishing this feat. ..She approached a long time friend, Fern Heiller
about this task and Fern agreed to be a part of it. And off they went.
They each found a couple more girls to help them interview local oldsters
and scour the village for pictures.
Word got around quickly and many offered their photos and stories of the
“olden days”. After gathering the information, Carol and Fern each wrote
parts, making the “Brownsville Story”. It took many months of gathering
and compiling but when they were through everyone wanted a copy. They sold
like the proverbial, hot cakes.
The book includes stories and pictures of yesteryear before 1976. Then for
the Brownsville Sesquicentennial, Carol updated the book with a few more
pictures and news.
The 126 page book can be purchased for $20.00 by writing Carol Walhovd PO
# 97 Brownsville, Mn. 55919
|
|
|
|
"The Fred and Tillie Miller Family
of Brownsville"
Synopsis of Miller Book by Fred
Miller
|
The stories start in 1870, when 3
of our grandparents emigrated from Germany to the U.S. and directly to
Brownsville. At that time, Brownsville had about 50 businesses and
1500 inhabitants. Grandpa Miller was a stonemason. He and Frieda
Schmidt Miller, later had 10 children, of which Dad was the youngest,
and lived in a one bedroom house located where Margaret Moriarity lives
today. Amazingly, Grandpa walked to work carrying his tools, to as far
away as Caledonia. He probably did this on Monday, stayed there during
the week, and walked home on Saturday afternoon. Dad started working
with him when he was out of school at 14. Much later, Dad worked on
many buildings, etc. in the Caledonia and Eitzen area with his brother
Bill. They didn't walk to work though.
Grandpa Ideker lived on a farm at the top of the hill on the road to
Hokah, where John F. Ideker now lives. Grandpa and Mary Graf Ideker had
5 living children including our Mom, Mathilda (Tillie).
Mom and Dad were married in 1926 and had 6 children; Frederick the
author, Donald, Marian Miller Lowrey, Marvin, and two present day
residents of the area, Melvin and Marlene Miller Levendoski. We were
raised in the house where Tim and Karen Anderson now reside. Across the
street from us was Klawitter's grocery store. West of us was the stone
building which was a blacksmith shop, then several different gas
stations when we were kids, and recently was the VFW hall. Upriver from
us was Matt Bissen's tavern and Joe Serres' tavern both of which were
lost to the improvement of Highway 26, which took out all of that part
of town that wasn't destroyed by the fire of 1920.
We had a "small farm in town" as we had four milk cows,
chickens, several hogs and a huge garden on 4 lots where the Moriarity
home is. We had a small farm where Mel now lives, where we kept our
cows in the summertime and where we had trees for our firewood needs. We
sold raw milk, cream and eggs to customers in town.
Life was much simpler in those days even though we had no
electricity until 1940, no running water in the house until the
1950's,no refrigerator, but we had an air conditioned outhouse, BRRRR in
winter time. We played ball, swam in Wildcat Creek, sledded, skated,
took care of our livestock and our gardens, cut and handled our firewood
and otherwise made our own entertainment. Of course, doing well in
school was always expected. In the book I describe what the family did
during the four seasons.
I tried to tell our many tales in a humorous, easy to read style. A
copy of the book is in the Caledonia public library, and one each with
the Houston County and the Minnesota Historical Societies.
|
|