
09/05/2025
COAL HILLS OF HOCKING
Written by Leland Conner
Under-ground Rumbles – Mines of the Hocking Valley Coal Company Correspondence Ohio State Journal - August 30, 1869
From Logan, by buggy, to Nelsonville affords a ride and a view to be surpassed of scenic beauty by any region of our beautiful State. We drove out of Logan, taking the Athens Road, which follows the north bank of the canal. The very first of the start, ushered us into a most picturesque region, high hills on around, and but for the vain attempt at rain, our trip would have been all that could be desired. Hocking Furnace, or more explicitly, Haydenville, named of course after our most estimable town owner, Peter Hayden, was the first object of note. A huge pile of rock, construed into masonry and covered with an immense building and attendant outhouses, established the Hocking Furnace. It has, however, for several years been out of use, from what reason I am not prepared to say, and is now gradually crumbling to ruins, and infested with horrid tales, etc., as all such structures must be after abandonment. Quite a collection of houses scattered around rather irregularly and are inhabited by people peculiar to the Hocking region. This point is the first introductory into the coal region.
In Haydenville, there extends from the hill, a large trestle several hundred feet in length, and about twenty-five feet high. Numbers of coal cars were on the track above, some loaded, others empty. Loaded ones awaiting the discharge of their contents into several canal boats lying here.
Further down is ‘Hayden’s switch’. This switch is from the railroad, (H.V.R.R.) just across the canal, and crosses the canal about a half mile from Hocking Furnace, by means of a most peculiar drawbridge, then proceeds winding around the hills to Handen’s bank, approximately about a mile, I would guess from the canal. Setting to the right adjoining the road was the engine known as the W.B. Hayden. It is a small affair, and about as complicated concern for a locomotion as has ever been witness to.
About noon Dorr’s Run was attained, and turning left we were soon wheeling up the hollow, we were soon at Mr. D.F. Suydam’s mine bank, here after a most pleasant greeting and lunch provided by the family of Mr. Jos. H. Somers and other friends, we stabled our team for a rest, preparatory to penetrating the hill, a mile down where the mine is located. A guide was furnished, and with a small miners’ lamp, very strongly reminded me of a diminutive coffee pot, we started.
We arrived at the mine bank and entered. A few paces and daylight was gone, and the dim fitful gleam of the lamp made the darkness almost Egyptian. The forcible way our head would come in contact with the coal above, is still memorialized to us by a series of headaches. Snugly tucked in a cliff we found a bottle. From the fragrance of the article, after the withdrawal of the cork, we thought that a questionable fluid was in the mines, despite the most praiseworthy precautions of Messrs. Suydam and Somers discouraged the use of it in the mines. Further on, after stumbling over piles of coal, another bottle was secured. This contained something we were very much in need of, namely lamp oil, as our lamp was exhausting slowly but surely. Once refilled, we went onward through corridor after corridor and then retrace our steps on account of the mine or the avenue, again into large chambers, rendering glorious and subterraneous beautiful by the reflection of our dim lamp. The air, almost stifling with the damp and gaseous odor arising from within the narrow confines. The dampness having arisen in the coal has been the action of years, produced after being taken into the light, specimens of coal, remarkably beautiful tinted with every color of the rainbow. This, Mr. Somers informs us, is designated as Peacock-coal. Large quantities are taken out, and is quite saleable, bring a better price than the ordinary kind though none better - no more so than the look. Mr. D.F. Suydam, of Columbus, is headed center of this mine, and produces therefrom questionably as good coal as the best of the Hocking Valley coal and is known in Columbus by coal consumers there. A long-inclined track serves to carry the coal from the pits to the slack-water (affluent to the canal) of Dorr’s Run, where it is unloaded as before this section.
Nelsonville, a short distance from here, the present terminus of the Hocking Valley Railroad, is destined to become a town of importance as the base of coal operations in the valley. To the westward several miles are the best mines, and their developments only await the opening of the Atlantic and Lake Erie Road. As it is now, it is a matter of impossibility to get coal from that section, as the road and hills are impassable to loaded teams.
NOTE: A slight accident occurred on the HVRR, Saturday, a cow was run over and killed, throwing two or three cars from the tracks, but occasioning further injury than a temporary delay of the construction train.