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Friday, March 20, 2026

Peter Miller and Michael Whitman

   The following story of Peter Miller and Michael Whitman was written by Hiram E. Steinmetz based on an interview of Mary Hahn, a member of the Seventh Day Baptists (known today as the Cloister) at Ephrata. It was published in the 1901-02 Journal of the Lancaster County Historical Society; v. 6, no. 3 & 4. The story has been told repeatedly as a beautiful example of the power of forgiveness. However, it is an oral story with very little proof of truth and becomes more questionable as it grows. 
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The Story
   Peter Miller was a minister in the German Reformed Church in his early life. "He was born in the district of Sautern, in the Palatinate (Chur-Pfalz) in 1709. He came to America as a minister of this church in 1730." He preached at various points. He served as pastor of Bethany Reformed Church, near Ephrata, and doubtless others in this section. 
   He withdrew from the German Reformed Church and joined the Seven Day Baptists at Ephrata. He moved to their settlement and became their pastor. He resided there during the American Revolutionary War. He was a man who had an extensive acquaintance and was widely known. He enjoyed the personal acquaintance of General Washington, who visited Ephrata and the Cloister during the war. 
   Peter Miller was a talented and highly-educated man. At the request of Thomas Jefferson he translated the Declaration of Independence into seven foreign languages, and helped in this way to explain to the world the reason for the American Revolution. 
   Michael Witman [Whitman] also resided at Ephrata. He was a deacon in the German Reformed Church; the withdrawal of Peter Miller from the church greatly incensed Witman, who now secured an unenviable notoriety for his abuse of Miller and the Seven Day Baptists; on one occasion he struck Miller in the face, and on another occasion he spit in his face. Miller endured it all with Christian fortitude. He never spoke a cross word to or against Witman for his shameful conduct. 
   Witman kept one of the two hotels which were then in Ephrata, about a mile from the Cloister or Seven Day Baptist settlement. It was located on the site where the Eagle Hotel, in Ephrata borough, now stands. The other was the house lately purchased by Mr. T. A. Willson, and remodeled by him located, on West Main street. 
   There were possibly ten houses in the present limits of Ephrata borough at that time. On a winter evening two men came to the hotel of Witman for supper and shelter for the night. He was ignorant of the character of his guests, but was outspoken in his views in regard to the war, and spoke freely in favor of the British. "He was a Tory. He had been to Gen. Howard and offered his services." However, these two men were American spies. Witman entered the dining room, where the men were partaking of their evening meal. He sat on the window sill. He began to express his opinion. After proceeding at some length the men sprang up and said we have to arrest you for treason to the American cause, or words to that effect. Witman escaped through the window, and, most singular, indeed, fled to the Seven Day Baptist settlement and hid in the Brothers' House, upstairs, behind a chimney, and remained there until the next night. This house was not locked, but kept open day and night, a fact possibly known to Witman. He then escaped to Zion's Hill, where he remained until, famished from cold and hunger, he surrendered. He was taken to General Washington. He was tried for treason, found guilty and sentenced to be hung.
    As before stated, Peter Miller was personally acquainted with General Washington. Whether he was in communication with General Washington in reference to this matter is not known. However, after the death sentence was passed, Peter Miller arose early in the morning, took his cane and set out on foot, through the snow, to visit General Washington at Valley Forge, to intercede for the life of Witman. 
   He was told that his prayer for his friend could not be granted. "My friend!" exclaimed Miller. "I have not a worse enemy living than that man." 
   "What!" rejoined Washington. "You have walked sixty miles to save the life of your enemy? That, In my judgment, puts the matter in a different light. I will grant you his pardon." 
   The pardon was written, signed by General Washington and handed to Miller, who at once set out for West Chester, fifteen miles distant, where the execution was to take place on the afternoon of the same day.
   He arrived just as Witman was being carried to the scaffold, who, seeing Miller in the crowd, remarked: "There is old Peter Miller. He has walked all the way from Ephrata to have his revenge gratified to-day seeing me hung." 
   These words were scarcely spoken, when Miller waved the pardon and commanded them to halt. 
   We will not picture the scene that followed. It is said they embraced each other. They walked home to Ephrata together and remained firm friends. We will not attempt to describe the scene, tender, loving, pathetic, when Witman entered the home and he was restored to his family. His life was spared, but his property was confiscated and sold March 15, 1780, to Michael Diffenderfer, four tracts. The circumstances and environments were such that Witman did not remain long at Ephrata, but emigrated with his family somewhere to the West, where is not known. 
   Thus the curtain drops as to Witman, but Miller's noble act lives enshrined in many of the hearts and minds of the people of Ephrata, yea, wherever the narrative is read, being published in different works.     Peter Miller died September 25, 1796, aged eighty-six years and nine months, and is buried at Ephrata. The hotel property of Michael Witman was sold by Michael Diffenderfer March 15, 1787. It was purchased by Col. John Wright. It remained in the family almost a hundred years.
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The facts
1. Peter Miller was the pastor of the Reformed Church in the Tulpehocken area of what is now Berks and Lebanon counties. He went to Ephrata and joined the Seventh Day Baptists in 1735 after Conrad Beissel traveled to the Tulpehocken and preached there. He succeeded Conrad Beissel as leader of the Cloister. He is known to have mastered four languages--German, Latin, (Holland) Dutch, English, and possibly Greek. One twisted version of the story says Peter Miller emigrated to Pennsylvania as a child with his parents. He was a fully educated single adult when he arrived in Philadelphia.
2. The rest of the story until the mention of George Washington could be mostly true but cannot be proven. From there on it becomes a stretch of the imagination except for the fact that Whitman did own the hotel in Ephrata. 
3. Peter Miller was a friend of Benjamin Franklin and corresponded with him on various matters. There is no proof he was a personal friend of George Washington. Some accounts of this story claim Peter Miller and George Washington went to the same school, which is not true because Peter Miller was educated in a theological seminary in Germany. George Washington ordered the Seventh Day Baptists to care for the sick and wounded after the Battle of Brandywine but there is no record he personally visited the place.
4. There is nothing in colonial records about a trial for Whitman. There is record of Michael Widman, tavern-owner, who "absconded to the English from the county of Lancaster." In other words, he took off and joined the British. His entire estate was seized on May 1, 1778, and later sold for the benefit of the revolution. (Pennsylvania Archives Sixth Series vol. 12, p. 289-97.) 
   Lancaster County deed Q-433 clearly recites the law regarding the estates of traitors. It states that when Michael Whitman failed to appear for trial on charges of treason he was automatically convicted of High Treason. Therefore, the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania had the lawful right to claim and sell his estate. He owned four properties which were sold on public auction to Michael Diffenderfer on March 15, 1780. He sold two of the parcels of land to John Wright on March 15, 1787 (Lancaster County deed FF-452).
5. That Peter Miller should arrive the moment the noose was going on Whitman's neck is a great stretch of the imagination. Whitman never appeared for trial and was not sentenced to be hung. The penalty was confiscation of his property. There is no record of a pardon by Washington in Colonial records.
6. That Peter Miller and Michael Whitman walked home together as friends ties a neat bow on the story but lacks documentation. Mary Hahn was a good story teller. She was born 25 years after Peter Miller died. She may have been told this story by someone in the Cloister but I think she made it more exciting when she told it to the writer of the article above. Or, perhaps the writer added some of his own embroidery to the story. As Mark Twain said, "I remembered more than I knew."
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    Be careful of repeating this story as truth. There is much in it that is questionable and cannot be proven. It has has been retold and distorted so often it begins to resemble the fables of the cherry tree and Washington kneeling in the snow to pray at Valley Forge.
    All that being said, it is true that the power of love and forgiveness is the way to conquer enemies and turn them into friends. There are many other true stories which can be told to teach that lesson.


Ephrata Cloister

Monday, March 2, 2026

The Bulls of Bashan

    Psalm 22 was written by David and contains many prophecies of the crucifixion of Jesus a thousand years before it happened. Verse12 says, "Many bulls have compassed me; strong bulls of Bashan have beset me." What are the bulls of Bashan?
   Bashan was an area east of the Sea of Galilee. The tribes of Reuben and Gad asked to be allowed to settle on that side of the Jordan river because of the fertile pastures for their cattle.(Numbers 32) Moses granted their request on the condition they help the other tribes conquer the land west of the Jordan River. The tribe of Manasseh, being the oldest son of Joseph, was  given a double portion of land on both sides of the Jordan River. The portion east of the Jordan River stretched across Bashan up to Mount Hermon and included what we know as the Golan Heights. Bashan was known for the large fat cattle raised there.
    Bashan was a rich but very wicked place. The pagan temple of Pan at Caesarea Philippi, was at the foot of Mount Hermon. Pan was the god of nature, goats, and fertility. A cave there was believed to be the entrance to the underworld and called the Gate of Hell. This is where Jesus declared, "I will build My church and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it." (Pantheism is a philosophy alive today rooted in the god Pan that believes everything in nature is God.)
   In Amos 4, the women who lived a luxurious arrogant lifestyle at the expense of the poor and in rebellion against God are called cows of Bashan. Amos warned that they would be caught with fish hooks and dragged away. 1 Chronicles 5:26 records that the tribe of Manasseh "increased mightily" and "went a whoring after the gods of the people of the land." The king of Assyria captured the tribes of Reuben, Gad and Manasseh, carrying them away as Amos had warned. The three tribes east of the Jordan were the first to be exiled and scattered among various countries.
   Putting all this together, “the bulls of Bashan” in Psalm 22 are metaphors for strength and belligerence.  The belligerent Jewish leaders who wanted Jesus crucified by the strength of Roman law and soldiers were like bulls of Bashan. They stood under the cross mocking Jesus while He was in agonizing pain, dying to provide a way for their sins to be forgiven.

 


Monday, February 16, 2026

Blooming Under the Snow

   This winter has been one for the books. The ground has been covered with snow and ice since the middle of December. Temperatures plunged to below zero repeatedly with wind chills of -20 on several occasions. Sunday morning church services were canceled three times due to snow. With ponds and lakes frozen solid for weeks, skaters enjoyed a longer season than usual for this part of the world. Last week the temperatures finally rose above freezing and continue to do so this week. The snow pack is slowly melting. 
    My Snowdrops are the first flowers to bloom and usually appear in January. They were buried under a snow drift. Had they come up? And if they had, were they frozen? I had to see. I grabbed a shovel and dug the snow off their spot in the flower bed. There they were! Up and blooming under the snow! Bravo! Now that the sunshine can reach them they will shoot up to herald the new spring that is just around the corner.
     The roots of the Snowdrops are firmly planted in the soil. When their time has come to grow and bloom, nothing can stop them, not even a heavy, cold snowdrift. I asked myself, can I grow and bloom under a heavy, cold burden? Can I sense and reach for the sun even when I can't see or feel it? 
    Life has its heavy burdens and cold seasons. If our faith in God is firmly rooted, we can grow and bloom in spite of the adverse conditions. We know the Son is there and reach for Him even though we don't see Him or understand what happened. 
  Job knew how to bloom under the snow. He said, "Behold I go forward, but he is not there, and backward, but I cannot perceive him: On the left had, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him: he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him: But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold" (Job 23:8-10). 
    The secret to blooming in the snow is trusting God, believing the Son is there even when we don't see Him. It is knowing one day all the burdens will be lifted and we will bloom in the Light.



Monday, February 9, 2026

No Cabin Fever

    Winter is the season where life moves indoors and more slowly. This winter has been cold and snowy for weeks. The Susquehanna River is frozen solid. The snow geese usually begin arriving at the Middle Creek Wildlife Preserve this time of year but they are late this year. The lake is frozen and the fields are covered with snow. How do they know to wait because there is no food or water available here?  



   This winter is a delight for folks who love ice and snow. Me? Not so much. It's a time to hunker down and enjoy some of the things there isn't as much time for in the other seasons of the year. Now I am speaking as a senior citizen living in an empty nest. I well remember that in the years when we were raising a family the winter was as busy as any other season. Driving children back and forth to school takes a chunk out of the day five days each week. There were seven lunches to pack every morning and a whole cake was gone in two days. Not to mention all the cleaning, laundry, and you name it that goes with raising children.
   Now the tables are turned. Our children are all married and capable of taking care of themselves, and help us with some of the heavy work like shoveling snow, making repairs in the house etc.  Does that mean I have time on my hands and get bored in the winter? No! I never run out of things to do. I still need to cook, clean, and do laundry. It's not in such large amounts, but I don't move as fast either. I won't mention how many days I took Leroy to doctor appointments. I still had time for all the "fun" things there are to do indoors in the winter. Here are samples of what is keeping me busy.

Writing short stories and historical articles.

Crocheting baby caps and blankets

1000 piece puzzles

Reading books

Scrapbooking

   I will never run out of things to do as long as my hands, eyes, and brain work. I embroidered a quilt top I intended to quilt this winter. I see the winter slipping away and am beginning to think it might have to wait for another winter. As someone once said, "The Good Lord is not going to take me Home until my work is done. I'm so far behind I'll never die." 😄The reason I can't catch up is because I keep getting ideas for things I should do. There's no cabin fever for me!







Sunday, January 25, 2026

Snow Day

  January started out mild but then hit us with a double whammy of cold and snow. Today was the second Sunday in a row that church was canceled. The snow started falling during the night and continued all day, sometimes mixing with sleet and freezing rain. We had been duly warned of the coming storm and prepared in case the power went off. Thankfully, the power stayed on and none of it was needed.
   With all the resources available today, we were able to listen to my nephew preach a sermon that was recorded in the fall. We also listed to a chorus program. That served as in-home church today. We had a good warm lunch in a warm house.  And at the end of the day two volunteers showed up to clear the driveway. 
   Snow days used to be full of activities with people milling around, going in and out. There would be sledding, digging caves in the drifts, wet mittens, boots making tracks across the floor, hot chocolate, popcorn, and much more. Now only two of us slowly rattle around in the house. We don't set foot outdoors unless it is necessary and then hurry back inside. We like snow best with glass between us. He reads and naps. I crochet, listen to music, and chat on WhatsApp.
    While we were cozy in our snow day at home, Russians once again bombed Ukrainian utilities, cutting off power to thousands of innocent people on a cold winter day. This is the fourth year the Ukrainians have been suffering cold, powerless winters. If we lose power for a couple hours we don't know what to do with ourselves. They have been living with intermittent power failures for years. My heart goes out to them. I felt guilty being so well off while they suffer. It's not fair. Why should we have it so easy? 


Blue baby blanket with stripes of variegated colors






The storm has moved on and the sun is shining again.


Monday, December 29, 2025

Christmas 2025

 

December 27, 2025

Food: charcuterie board, rolls, ham balls, potatoes, sweet potatoes, mixed vegetables, 
salad, cranberry, pie, cookies, ice cream, coffee, and punch


Thirty-seven people shared the day. 


Fun: The children waited patiently through singing and photo sessions. 
Then it was finally time for gifts.


Samuel

Emma


Bags of goodies and gift cards for restaurants


Fellowship

Emma and great-grandson Malcom


Gene, Jay, and Daryl


Josh and his Great-aunt Carol

Pop and the boys


Archery practice

















Thursday, December 25, 2025

Ordered By The Lord

    Psalm 37:23 says, "The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord." We understand God is in control of the universe and He guides us through life. Sometimes we don't understand why things happen but believe God knows what He is doing. Sometimes it is immediately clear that God was directing our steps. We had an experience like that this week.
   Leroy's brother had surgery on his neck to clear a blockage in an artery in his neck. Surgery was successful and he went home. A few days later he went to church on Sunday morning. During church he passed out and was rushed to the ER. They decided he passed out due to low blood pressure. While he was being checked, he said something didn't feel right at his neck. The nurses saw his neck ballooning out. The artery had sprung a leak. He was rushed into the operating room and given a trach so he could breathe. Repairs were made to the artery and he was taken to a room in the ICU with a respirator. He is still in ICU but making progress every day and breathing on his own again through the trach.
   If he had not gone to church Sunday morning, he would have died at home alone. Being surrounded by people when he passed out saved his life. If he had not been in the ER when the artery sprung a leak, it would have been curtains. His time was not up yet. He was at the right  place at the right time twice that morning. 
   Truly, our steps are ordered by the Lord. I want to remember that when I don't understand what is happening.