The Englishman Jackman and his Scots wife, Jessie, seemed to be friends as well as neighbors to J.P. and his wife Mary.
This relationship continued right up until May, 1854, when J.P. notes in his diary:
" May 15th Went to Madison. rode with S. Wheeler from his house. Meridith sued out writ of Habeas Corpus before W. N. Seymour. Admitted to bail. Jackman sold place for $560. Mary planted beets."
"May 16th Returned home in company of Jackman & Lamont..."
Then on May 20, 1854, J.P. leaves this cryptic note: "Jackman left for the west. Sowed carrots and beets. Finished draging my corn ground." Before they left for the west, J.P. was "at Jackmans" on Thurs., May 18th, most likely to help pack for the move.
A sadness swept over me, like I had lost a friend. I wondered if J.P. too felt this sadness, hidden behind "sowed carrots and beets." -- but I will never know. About a month later, on June 28th, 1854, a letter came from Jackman, but there was no indication that J.P. ever responded, which was quite surprising as he always noted receipt and posts of letters --- and was very quick to respond to letters received.
And so, I spent a few days mulling over the loss of my friends the Jackmans; Did they find that "west" that drew them from Springdale? "Where was the "west?"
Then as any researcher worth their salt, I hit the internet and found that William and Jeanette Jessie Jackman were rather well documented -- well, sometimes better than others. I found that J.P.'s friends (and mine) settled in St. Crois County, Wisconsin, and spent most of the next thirty-some years there -- right up until their deaths, he in 1889, and she in 1896.
But now, I will wait patiently, page by diary page, day by day, to see if J.P. and the Jackman are ever again in contact. T'is madness of a sort, doncha think?