Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Finding the Way: Gardner Junction

Gardner Junction at sunset - Santa Fe left, Oregon-California right
When we are traveling about, we often gauge where we are by intersections between roads.  Major roads will often serve a variety of destinations, but eventually you have to decide when to diverge from the major road.  The Santa Fe-Oregon-California Trails had many starting points and many ways to get there, but eventually you connected to the main road.  When starting from Independence, the western destinations of Santa Fe, Oregon, and California could all be reached by traveling in a general westward direction.  Eventually you would have to turn right and head more northward to get to Oregon and California.  From Independence, MO one of the major trail branches would take you southwest past present day Olathe, KS.  The trails would split past present day Gardner, KS at a site now called Gardner Junction, which is also where the Westport and Independence branches of the trails merged.

Our wagon
One of my side research interests is how our current transportation routes maintain the memory of geographic features that are no longer visible and also maintain the memory of old transport routes.  This junction is no exception.  US-56 roughly follows the Santa Fe Trail route through much of Kansas.  At Gardner Junction, West 183rd Street roughly follows the diverging Oregon-California Trail to the northwest.  The old trails are being followed by roads improved for farm, truck and automotive use.  Railroads will also follow the old trails.  To the left of the road in this picture are tracks for the Burlington Northern-Santa Fe Railroad, which parallel US-56 through Kansas.

In their words


“This is a great camping place for both Oregon and Santa Fe teams, as the forks of the road are only about a Mile and a half back and the Oregon Teams can easily turn on to their trail again.” - H.M.T Powell 1849 
"This morning we passed the road to Oregon, that leaves, about eight miles from Round Grove, the Santa Fe Road, and turns to the right towards the Kansas (river). A way post had been put there, marked: 'Road to Oregon'. . . . " - Dr. Frederick A. Wislizenus, 24 May 1846
"About 4 o'clock, p.m., I reached the point where I supposed the Oregon Trail diverged from the Santa Fe' road. It was raining copiously. . . . . a bright rainbow was formed in the east. . . . ." -  Edwin Bryant, 13 May 1846
"about no(o)n to day left the Sant a fee trace these are two of the longest roads that are perhaps in the world the one to Sant Afee and the other to Oregon doubled teams nearly all the way Both teams Swamped down and had to unload our team breakeing an axeltree" - James Clyman, 17 May 1844

Why branch here?


James Clyman
Why is this the branch point for the trails? On one level it is because someone came this way first.  The trail to Santa Fe, Mexico was pioneered in 1792 by Pedro Vial, when Spain held title to most of the American West, and then came into formal use in 1821 as the US established trade with a newly independent Mexico.  William Becknell from Missouri made the first foray into Santa Fe, which had been jealously guarded by the Spanish.  Fur trappers were exploring the northwestern reaches of the Louisiana Purchase and pushing claims to the Oregon country.  Two of those traders, William Sublette and Moses Harris left Salt Lake Valley on 01 January 1827 in an attempt to reach St. Louis in time to bring back a wagon of supplies for the following year. On the trip, they traveled south when they hit the Kansas River and struck the Santa Fe Trail here, setting a precedent for the trail.

While this marker is near the junction, it is worth noting that our modern highway system shepherds traffic a lot more tightly than the old trails ever did.  Both the Santa Fe Trail and Oregon-California Trails were general paths in which you could weave hither and yon in any number of ways.  The trails were a few miles wide at places.  People made their own way, especially if they thought they could shave off distance or get around slow moving traffic.  I can just hear it "By god, these people travel either three miles an hour or seven miles an hour.  I can't get around the morons doing three because I'll get hit by the maniacs doing seven.  Then the dirty so and so's that blew past me at seven slow down to four.  Why can they not just go an even five?" Some things never change.

The Road Not Taken


So the poem has nothing to do with this landmark.  People were pretty set on where they were going to go at this point and they didn't feel like their life was altered in any way by choosing one way over the other.  They weren't looking back on life later and saying "only if" for every inconsequential decision. They might have regretted taking Hastings Cutoff or trying to cross mountains instead of wintering at lower elevations, but largely they did not regret taking the journey.  That doesn't stop these words from popping into my head every time I pass this point:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.


I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

Thanks, Mr. Frost, I get it.  Crap happens and except for a very few decisions, it just doesn't matter what you decide to do.  The arc of your life is in large measure determined by forces out of your control.  I've always suspected it was so, and now I know.

Getting There


Take US-56 west through Gardner towards Baldwin City, KS.  The park is about three miles west of Gardner, KS.  The turnout is on the north side of the road.  Well marked with signs.  A kiosk and a short trail with interpretive signs is here.

Waypoint: 38.796675 N; 94.961763 W

Street Address: 32455 W 183rd Street, Gardner, KS 66030



Further Reading


National Park Service: Gardner Junction

Saturday, November 14, 2015

True West: Massacre Canyon


Massacre Canyon looking south towards the Republican River
A modern reinterpretation of the American West story is that Euro-Americans conquered paradise, introducing greed, waste and murder into a veritable Garden of Eden.  When I was growing up the picture was that Indians killed Euro-Americans without mercy and settlers always heroically fought off their tormentors, Indian and outlaw alike.  We like our stories to be black and white, complete with easy to identify good guys and bad guys.  No story is ever that clear cut, especially any story that includes humans.

East side of the memorial
We often refer to humans as a species in a way that makes it sound like we should function as a unit.  However, no species behaves that way.  The functional level of organization in biology is that of a population - nations, tribe, clan, village, state, or family.  We are programmed to be able to detect patterns of similarity and difference.  The more differences we can pick out, the more likely that we are to perceive a threat.  We are nice to those that are like us, but aggressive to those that are different.  Our stories are framed in such a way to dehumanize those that we think are different.  When we see "those people" with "things we need" we compete by seizing resources, mates, manpower and killing "what we don't need".  That is the way evolution works, and has played itself out over Africa, Europe, Asia, Australia, North America and South America for millenia.

Just east of Trenton, NE on US-34 stands a 35 feet tall obelisk of Minnesota pink granite with carvings of a Pawnee Indian chief (Ruling His Sun) and a Lakota Indian chief (John Grass/Charging Bear).  It is an odd thing to see in this part of the country, a monument to American Indians without obvious connection to white settlers or army.  The signs indicate that it marks Massacre Canyon.  Massacre?  Canyon? Where? Who? When?

The Pawnee


Ruling His Sun's (Pawnee) likeness
The Pawnee nation is comprised of four independent bands: Chaui (Grand); Kitkehaki (Republican); Pitahawirata (Tappage) and Skidi (Wolf).  Historic Pawnee lands were roughly south central Nebraska to north central Kansas.  The Skidi were the northernmost band.  The Pawnee language belongs to the Caddoan family of languages, which are spoken by peoples from present day Louisiana and Texas northwards to North Dakota.

The Pawnee lived in permanent settlements with large earth lodges that could house as many as 50 people from several related families.  Ancestry was matrilineal, being reckoned through the mother.  Upon marriage, the groom became part of the bride's family and marriages had to be outside of the mother's clan.  Men and women both had decision making roles.

Women were responsible for farming and maintaining seed stocks.  They planted ten varieties of corn, eight varieties of beans, and seven varieties of squashes and pumpkins.  The men provided the protein by seasonal hunts for buffalo, deer, elk, bear, rabbit, big cats and skunks.  The Pawnee would range far while hunting buffalo.  One buffalo would provide enough meat for one person for an entire year, plus uses were found for every other part of the animal from the sinews for thread, the bladder for a canteen, skins for clothing and shelter.  This became easier with the acquisition of horses.  The hunt lasted from late-June to early September.  When the hunt was finished, it was time to return to the village and harvest the corn.

Massacre Canyon looking north toward the start of the fighting
The geographically remote position of the Pawnee kept them from very much contact with Europeans until the 1830s, which protected them from population losses due to smallpox, cholera, measles and tuberculosis.  The Coronado expedition met a Pawnee chief in a Wichita village in 1541, but most contact was with the odd European trader.  The Pawnee were flexible and would make alliances as it suited their needs.  An alliance between Pawnee, Oto and French traders was responsible for dashing Spanish goals of eastward expansion from Mexico when allied forces defeated the forces of Lt. General Pedro de Villasur at present day Columbus, NE on 14 August 1720.  Eventually, the Pawnee would be threatened by encroachment from Siouan peoples being pushed westward by European expansion, and by the 1850s, their population had plummeted to about 30% of 1800 numbers.  The Lakota and Cheyenne became their most threatening enemies.

The Lakota


John Grass' (Lakota) likeness
The Lakota were part of what has come to be called the Sioux Indian Nation, along with the Santee and Yankton-Yanktonai.  They occupied the area that was roughly Minnesota, northern Iowa, western Wisconsin to the Dakotas by 1600.  By the late 1600s the Lakota were being pushed south and west by encroaching peoples from the east, as a consequence of European expansion on the continent.  Their mobility greatly increased upon obtaining horses from the Cheyenne in 1730, and pushed into the Dakotas as the Mandan, Hidatsa and Arikara populations collapsed due to smallpox, measles and cholera.

The Lakota also have a matrilineal society and the mother's family wields more influence over the young male than the father, much of the time.  Leadership was determined based on the mother's clan.  Upon marriage, the groom lives with the bride's family.  Women control food, resources and moveable property.  While males made the major life decisions for the tribe and served as traditional chiefs, they could not continue to exert influence without the support of the women.  Male roles were to protect the village, hunt, conduct warfare and politics.

Plains style tipi
Villages were mobile and the dwelling was the conical buffalo skin tipi.  Women owned the tipis and were responsible for their manufacture, care and upkeep.  They also made nearly every bit of clothing and utensils that were used in the household.  Women also raised the crops that were used by the tribe and they prepared the fish and game caught by the men.

The Buffalo


Buffalo hunt silhouettes at visitor center
Buffalo (Bison bison - the American bison) were a supermarket on the hoof - enough protein for one person for a year, source of clothing, shelter and all manner of tools from sewing needles to hoes.  The summer hunt would provide an immediate supply of fresh meat and dried meat could be used through the winter.  Buffalo historically occupied a huge range: From the East Coast to the Rocky Mountains and from the level of Great Bear Lake in Canada into Mexico.  Buffalo were still seen in North Carolina as late as 1750. The prairies of the Great Plains evolved with the dual grass and tree trimming action of fire and buffalo.

Buffalo enjoying a late afternoon graze in Yellowstone National Park
Hunting buffalo was a dangerous proposition.  Buffalo are large, standing nearly six feet tall at the shoulder and weighing in around one ton.  The largest wild buffalo measured weighed nearly 2800 pounds.  Despite their size, they are quick and agile, running up to 40 miles per hour and having a 6 foot vertical leap.  Coupled with the large herd sizes, hunting was very hazardous.  The hunters had the fastest, most athletic horses.  Several tactics, such as walking up on the herd dressed in animal skins were employed to pare out a small portion of the herd to hunt with fewer bodies.  If possible the buffalo would be herded towards and then stampeded over a steep incline called a buffalo jump.   Injured surviving animals could be killed using spears and arrows with reduced risk of injury to the hunters.

1870's pile of buffalo skulls for use as fertilizer
Commercial use of the buffalo increased pressure on the people that relied on them for food.  Buffalo hunters would hunt them for meat, but often just took the hides and/or tongues for use and left the rest of the carcass to rot.  Later, buffalo bone would be collected and ground into fertilizer.  Before 1800, there were about 60 million buffalo in North America, a number that dropped to less than 6 million by 1870, less than 400,000 by 1880 and less than 600 total by 1890. Mass extermination of the buffalo by commercial hunters and US Army policy could do no less than bring conflict between the peoples that relied on the buffalo for their livelihood.   This situation was reaching a critical point as more nations were pushed into the same geographic areas by Euro-American encroachment and seizure of territory, often in open violation of treaties.

Massacre Canyon



The events at Massacre Canyon were perhaps inevitable.  Encroachment of Lakota and Cheyenne into Pawnee territory and hunting grounds were intolerable to both groups.  The Lakota, Cheyenne and Pawnee all needed space and resource for their people, and things were getting crowded geographically.  Males of the Pawnee and Lakota culture built individual prestige and wealth through raids on villages of neighboring tribes and capture of horses.  The back and forth raids between the two led to intense hatred and open warfare in which even women and children became legitimate military targets.  The Pawnee allied with the United States and served as scouts and soldiers in the US Army, especially in campaigns against the Lakota and Cheyenne, which only heightened an already tense situation.

The US policy of forced removal pushed all of the Pawnee to a 10 mile x 30 mile reservation at the northern extreme of their range, along the Loup River in modern Nebraska.  This was accomplished by treaties in 1833, 1843, and 1857.  Under the conditions of these treaties, the Pawnee were to be allowed to conduct their summer hunt for buffalo, although white settlement meant that they had to travel farther and farther to accomplish the hunt. By 1873, they were pushed out along the Republican River in southwest Nebraska.  The site of the reservation was poorly considered by the US government, as it placed the Pawnee right in the path of Lakota coming down the Platte and Loup Rivers from Dakota.  Failure of the Army to protect the Pawnee from these raids coupled with a string of Quaker agents that preached nonviolence only angered and mystified the Pawnee.

During the 1873 hunting season, the Pawnee set toward the Republican River from the east with their hunting agent, John Williamson.  The youth (24 years) and inexperience of Williamson provided him with little stature and less knowledge in avoiding the coming conflict.  At the same time, the Cut-Off band of Oglala Lakota (subagent Antoine Janis) and a Brule Lakota group (subagent Stephen Estes) were working their way down the Republican from Colorado.  During the trip, the Lakota lost several horses and a man killed by Ute Indian raids.  On 03 August 1873, the Oglala discovered the Pawnee position.

Seeking a pre-emptive strike to prevent a repeat by the Pawnee of the Ute raids, the Oglala decided to attack the Pawnee.  When Janis was asked if he would allow the raid he basically said that they could not go into white settlements or onto the Pawnee reservation, but he had no instruction against a raid in the open country.  While Estes did not condone the raid, he was wholly ineffectual in dissuading the Brule from participating when invited by the Oglala.  A Lakota war party of about 1000 started moving down the Republican River towards Culbertson.

Ruling His Sun
On 04 August, a party of three white hunters informed Williamson and the Pawnee of the presence of a large body of Lakota warriors.  The head chief at the meeting, Sky Chief doubted that the Lakota were near, assuming that the hunters wanted the buffalo skins for themselves.  When Williamson tried to call off the hunt and head back to the reservation to avoid conflict, Sky Chief accused him of being a coward and a woman.  Williamson angrily replied that he would go as far that the chief dared to go.  Macho superseded good sense, especially as US Army protection failed to materialize.

On Tuesday 05 August, Sky Chief apologized for his harsh words, but still refused to send out scouts to look for the Lakota.  Buffalo were sighted in a canyon running northwest from the Republican River and the hunt commenced.  Several kills were made before the Lakota fell on the Pawnee from both sides of the canyon.  Sky Chief was one of the first Pawnee killed.  One thousand Lakota warriors made fairly short work of 350 Pawnee men and 350 women and children.  As the Pawnee retreated down the canyon, Lakota fired on them from both rims.  In the end, twenty Pawnee men, 39 women and 10 children were killed in the "battle".   It is thought that six Lakota were killed in the engagement. The loss for the Pawnee was severe.  The meat they needed, the skins, tents, cookware and 10% of their party killed - everything was gone.  They had to abandon belongings and their dead and flee for their lives.

Sky Chief, 1868
"The following morning August 5, we broke camp and started north, up the divide between the Republican and the Frenchman Rivers. Soon after leaving camp, Sky Chief rode up to me and extending his hand said, 'Shake, brother.' He recalled our little unpleasantness the night previous and said he did not believe there was cause for alarm, and was so impressed with the belief that he had not taken the precaution to throw out scouts in the direction the Sioux were reported to be. A few minutes later a buffalo scout signaled that buffaloes had been sighted in the distance, and Sky Chief rode off to engage in the hunt. I never saw him again. He had killed a buffalo and was skinning it when the advance guard of the Sioux shot and wounded him. The Chief attempted to reach his horse, but before he was able to mount, several of the enemy surrounded him. He died fighting. A Pawnee, who was skinning a buffalo a short distance away, but managed to escape, told me how Sky Chief died." - John Williamson

John Grass (Charging Bear) 1880s
Despite being informed of the attack by Williamson and three Pawnee chiefs, a search of the area by the army failed to turn up the Lakota.  It seems likely that the Army detachment of 52 thought it poor odds to fight 1000 well armed Lakota and did not push the issue.   Estes and Janis would eventually regain most of the Pawnee captured by the Brule and Oglala.  The Pawnee would return to their reservation but briefly.  It is often said that the Pawnee were so discouraged after the battle that they asked to be relocated to a new reservation in Indian Territory.  The real story is that the US government sold off Pawnee reservation land to homesteaders after Nebraska was made a state.  The proceeds from these sales were used to buy land for a Pawnee reservation in Indian Territory (Oklahoma) and to relocate the Pawnee in 1876.  Tensions between the US and the Lakota would culminate in the Indian Wars of the late 1800s.  In the end, the Lakota would end up on reservations and having to abandon their traditional nomadic lifestyle, as well.


The Memorial


Spotted Tail (Brule)
As the 50th anniversary of the battle approached, the locals decided to have a commemoration of the event.  In 1923, residents sponsored a Pow-Wow with Lakota survivors of the Massacre Canyon incident.  The Massacre Canyon Pow-Wow was an annual event until the 1950s.  The first time the Pawnee attended was in 1925 and they refused to meet with the Lakota until the second day of the Pow-Wow.  After 50 years, the hurt still ran that deep.  In the obituary of Ruling His Sun it is stated that it was difficult to restrain Ruling His Sun from violence when he learned that Sioux were at the 50th anniversary commemoration of the battle on the old Pawnee reservation.  This is understandable since one of Ruling His Sun's wives and at least one child were killed in the ambush.

This marker was dedicated on 26 September 1930 and stood on the side of US-34 at the mouth of the canyon about 1 mile south of the current location.  As the highway was realigned, the monument was moved to its current location in 1951.  The monument indicates that this was the last battle between the Pawnee and Lakota (Sioux).  Others assert that it was the largest and last engagement between two American Indian Nations.  To some it serves as a monument to "forgiveness" and "peace".  To me it causes one to remember that outside forces sometime conspire to bring about conflict that would not have otherwise existed and that individual actions can cause consequences that ripple out for generations.

Getting There


Little Wound (Oglala)
The monument is in a roadside pull-out along US-34 just between Trenton and Culbertson, NE.  It's the big rock column (ok, obelisk) with the Indian faces on it.

Waypoint:  40.206405 N; 100.965038 W

Further Reading


The Battle of Massacre Canyon

Ruling His Sun obituary

Across the Fence: Massacre Canyon









Sun Chief (Pawnee)




Two Strikes (Brule)


Wednesday, November 11, 2015

XP: Hollenberg Pony Express Station

Ben approaching the station from the south
I'd bet that just about every American has heard of the Pony Express.  Most know that it was a system of carrying mail between St. Joseph, MO and Sacramento, CA utilizing a network of stations to switch out horses every 10-15 miles and riders every 75-100 miles along the way.  This allowed mail to be delivered to California from Missouri (and vice-versa) in 10 days, much faster than the trip by steamer around the tip of South America.  Few realize how little time the venture existed, lasting from 03 April 1860 to October 1861, just a little more than a year before being outdone by the telegraph.

Very few of the 163 Pony Express stations remain evident much beyond a historic marker at the site.  Only one Pony Express station remains in its original configuration and on its original site: Hollenberg Pony Express Station near Hanover, KS.  It is fairly simple to get to from St. Joseph, since US-36 roughly travels the Pony Express route to Marysville, KS (120ish miles).  Hollenberg Station is only a few miles northwest of Marysville.  We have been there several times over the years and it is worth the stopover if you are traveling towards Colorado from St. Joseph.

Cottonwood Ranch


North side view of Hollenberg Station
As with most of the Pony Express stations, Hollenberg Station was not built with the Pony Express in mind.  The trail used by the Pony Express was used by a variety of travelers.  It had been used as part of the Oregon-California trail since the 1840s, it was used as a stagecoach route by several businesses and was part of the military road to Fort Kearney.   Hoping to cash in by selling supplies these travelers, Gerat H. Hollenberg built this stopover on Cottonwood Creek in 1857.  A trail campground was to the south of the building, a blacksmith's shop was set up to the southeast  repair wagons that had broken, and there was a barn that could house 100 horses.  The original ranch house had six-rooms and served as the family's quarters, a tavern, hotel, general store and unofficial post office when it opened.

The station is mentioned briefly as "Cottonwood" in Mark Twain's book Roughing It loosely based on his summer 1861 trip with brother Orion to Carson City, NV.

"The Sphynx was a Sphynx no more! The fountains of her great deep were broken up, and she rained the nine parts of speech forty days and forty nights, metaphorically speaking, and buried us under a desolating deluge of trivial gossip that left not a crag or pinnacle of rejoinder projecting above the tossing waste of dislocated grammar and decomposed pronunciation!
How we suffered, suffered, suffered! She went on, hour after hour, till I was sorry I ever opened the mosquito question and gave her a start. She never did stop again until she got to her journey's end toward daylight; and then she stirred us up as she was leaving the stage (for we were nodding, by that time), and said:
'Now you git out at Cottonwood, you fellers, and lay over a couple o' days, and I'll be along some time to-night, and if I can do ye any good by edgin' in a word now and then, I'm right thar. Folks'll tell you't I've always ben kind o' offish and partic'lar for a gal that's raised in the woods, and I am, with the rag-tag and bob-tail, and a gal has to be, if she wants to be anything, but when people comes along which is my equals, I reckon I'm a pretty sociable heifer after all.'
We resolved not to 'lay by at Cottonwood.'" - Mark Twain in Roughing It

Gerat Henry Hollenberg
Traffic on the trail slowed greatly with the beginning of the Civil War and the demise of the Pony Express.  Changing fortunes meant changing plans, and Gerat Hollenberg turned his attention to farming, raising cattle and grain.  Emigrant traffic stopped almost altogether as railroads were built and connected people to the Big City and the West Coast in relative comfort.  Hollenberg made a great deal of money in real estate, and founded the town of Hanover, KS.  He provided monetary donations to build churches and government buildings in Hanover and spent three terms in the Kansas legislature before his death in 1874.

The station became a farm house and was used as such until the property was purchased by the Kansas legislature in 1941.  The station building has remained unchanged, allowing for replacement of worn out materials and has never moved from its original foundation.  Hollenberg Station was placed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1961 and has been operated as a museum by the Kansas State Historical Society  since 1963.

Getting There


Back of the station from the southwest
US-36 is the nearest major thoroughfare to the site.  Turn north onto K-198 for 4 miles, then east (right) on K-243.  The visitor center is open April-August on Wednesday-Saturday from 10 AM to 5 PM.  They are closed September-March and on state holidays.  A small admission fee is charged for the museum and to tour the inside of the building ($3 for adults, $1 for students, children under 5 years free).

Waypoint:  Latitude: 39.900945 N, Longitude: 96.843780 W

Street Address: 2889 23rd Rd, Hanover, KS 66945


View of the station from the visitor's center

Further Reading


National Register of Historic Places Application

Kansaspedia Hollenberg Station entry

Hollenberg Station Official Site

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Finding the Way: Chimney Rock

When heading on a journey to a new place, I always try to find someone that has been there before, either a friend or an article and find out how to find the way.  Landmarks are outstanding ways to navigate.  They help you see where to go and how far you have gone.  Plus they tend to be impressive structures, giving a body something at which to look.

A great deal of finding your way on the Oregon-California Trail was fairly simple: follow the wagon trails.  Basically, from St. Joseph, MO you struck out due west until you hit the Little Blue River in Kansas Territory just northwest of Marshall's Crossing (Palmetto City/Marysville, KS).  From Kansas City (Independence or Westport), you basically stayed south of the Kansas River, then worked your way over to the Little Blue River.  From there you basically hung an up north to the Platte River and followed it west to Fort Laramie.

Along the Platte River, the prairie spreads out in front of you like a sea of grass.  The boundaries of the river valley are bluffs to the north and south.  In places, portions of the bluffs have been eroded free and are left as freestanding geological features.  These isolated rock formations can be seen for miles.  Many emigrants on the Oregon-California Trail indicate that they could see Chimney Rock from 30 miles (about 3 days travel) away.  I can vouch for a distance of at least 20 miles personally.  The 325 foot formation rises 480 feet above the level of the Platte River banks, with a spire of about 120 feet.  This feature was so striking that almost every emigrant diary from this trip mentions passing it.

 "About 10 A.M. the Chimney Rock was discovered, some forty miles distant. I saw it. It looked like a small spire, standing out in bold relief against the sky. Two days more we reached this celebrated rock, and arrived to it about noon. Its height was variously estimated by our guessing company, from two to eight hundred feet. I suppose it to be three hundred feet high. It is round, gently sloping up, and coming to a point at the base of the chimney, 250 feet; then the chimney commences rising in an oblong square, of 10 by 20 feet, 100 feet more. " - Charles Stanton 28 June 1846

Landmark for the ages


This was part of the territory occupied by the Lakota (Sioux) Indians.  It is clear that, lacking chimneys, they were not the source of the current name.  Being grounded in nature, they saw instead a potent symbol of life, Hehaka, the elk.  More specifically, an elk's penis.  Some early names were sanitized for European tastes to Elk Tower, Elk Brick or Elk Peak.

Robert Stuart, a partner of  John Jacob Astor in the American Fur Company, traveled through this region, describing what would become the Oregon Trail from the Columbia River, through the South Pass through the Rocky Mountains to the Platte River and the Missouri River in 1813.  The name "Chimney Rock" seems to have been used first by Joshua Pilcher in 1827.  Pilcher was a trapper who became the owner of the Missouri Fur Company after Manuel Lisa died and followed William Clark as Superintendent of Indian Affairs.

Rock of Ages


The sediments that make up Chimney Rock date from about 28 million years old on the bottom to about 20 million years at the top.  They are clays and sandstones deposited in rivers intermixed with layers of volcanic ash.  The base is composed mostly of Brule Clay from the White River Group, which is noted for its fossil mammals extending northwards.  This material forms part of the Badlands area of South Dakota.  The formation is capped by Arikaree sandstone, which is relatively hard and resists erosion due to rain.  This sandstone cap keeps the underlying sediments from being washed away and generates pillars of sediments, such as those evidenced at Chimney Rock and Courthouse Rock and Jailhouse Rock to the southeast.

It is apparent that this feature is eroding.  The spire stands about 30 feet shorter than it did in the 1800's.  The abbreviated height is evident when viewing a photograph of Chimney Rock from 1906 during the Ezra Meeker trail commemoration.  At this time, the old-timers agreed that the spire had lost height compared to the 1840s.  In the 1990s a lightning strike resulted in about 5 feet of rock falling off of the top of the spire.  How long will it take to wash away?  None of us around will likely ever see it happen.  Chimney Rock is one of the recognizable symbols of Nebraska, appearing on the state's license plates and the commemorative quarter for Nebraska issued in 2006.  At very least, this symbol lasted longer than that pictured on New Hampshire's quarter.  The Old Man of the Mountain was a rock formation on Cannon Mountain featured in the 2000 quarter series.  It collapsed and slid down the mountain on 04 May 2003.

Getting There


You can't help but see this landmark from US-26 or NE-92 traveling east from Scottsbluff/Gehring or on US-26 west from Ogalalla.  These highways are modern approximations of branches of the Oregon-California Trail, which was really an interconnecting network of parallelish roads.  There are trails that will take you to the base of Chimney Rock.  Make sure to dress for brambles and wear insect repellent during wet years.  When Ben and I were there in Summer 2015, you could hear an eerie hum from the thrum of the mosquitoes. Don't worry about getting there too late.  Apparently, they light up Chimney Rock at night so that it is very visible.  There is a Visitor's Center on the road up to Chimney Rock (follow the signs) that costs about $2 per person.  Check ahead for hours - they change.

Waypoint: Latitude: 41.703836 N; Longitude: 103.348037 W

Further Reading:


Nebraska's Popular Chimney Rock Eroding

Chimney Rock National Historic Site - Nebraska State Historical Society



Thursday, November 5, 2015

Slipping the Chains of Matrimony: Abraham Lincoln and Mary Owens

Northeast corner of Pleasant Ridge Baptist Church

Pleasant Ridge Baptist Church


One of the things I enjoy is finding new ways to get home.  Driving the backroads is a welcome break from the US-169 to I-29 to I-435 to MO-45 to MO-9 and back every day coming to and from work.  County Highway P east from Weston, MO is a pretty little drive with lots of fields and houses, old and new.  Around one turn of Hwy P is a cemetery with some noticeably old headstones intermingled with newer stones.  Next to that is a quaint little one-story brick church with a gabled roof based in the Greek Revival style.

Historic marker
Pleasant Ridge United Baptist Church was built in 1844 by a Missionary Baptist splinter group from a Old School/Hard Shell Baptist congregation.  John W. Vineyard, Joseph Nower, William Gabbert, and Jacob Cox each provided a quarter-section of land (center of Section 5; Township 53N; Range 35W) to be used to build the church and cemetery.  The bricks were fired in a kiln located on the Vineyard farm.  The material was likely from the Pennsylvanian Era Weston Shale, which is about 80 feet thick and outcrops between the Stanton Limestone formation and the Iatan Limestone.  When the building was constructed, it had a balcony gallery for slaves and a door in the south wall (now bricked over) for access to the cemetery.  The builder was John Sanford and the founding minister was Rev. Albert P. Williams.

South side of church with bricked over door in gap between windows
The church has been used by a congregation for most of its existence.  The building survived a roof collapse in 1861 and fire in 1868.  It was likely in this time frame that the slave gallery disappeared.  Metal Corinthian columns were installed in 1882, the pews were installed in 1902, and globe lights date to the electrification of the building in 1930.  The building was not used from about 1939 to the 1950s, but has been occupied by a congregation ever since.

Mary Owens Vineyard


Mary Vineyard grave marker
You never know where you will stumble across the marker of a historically significant figure, but you'll almost always come across interesting headstones as you walk through a graveyard.  On my walk through the graveyard, I ran across the stones of what turned out to be some of the founding members of the church, the Vineyards.  At least one meeting that led to the founding of the church took place in  John Vineyard's log schoolhouse.  In all there were three Vineyard brothers: John, Jesse and Bryce (Brice).  The Vineyard brothers were educators and founded an academy located about a half mile to the south of the church.  The academy was known as Pleasant Ridge College.  The chapel of the college was used as a meeting place for the congregation while repairs were being made to the church following the 1861 roof collapse.

Jesse Vineyard's family headstones occupy a place of prominence towards the front of the cemetery and near the church.  One of the best preserved stones there is that of Mary S. Vineyard, Jesse's wife.  Jesse's partly broken headstone is next to Mary's.  He had died in 1862 and Mary followed in 1877.

New marker placed by Robert Bloch of the Block Foundation
Mary's grave had a newer marker in front of it and upon moving towards it, I found the stone to the left, which stated that Mary S. Vineyard was none other than Mary S. Owens Vineyard - the woman who had turned down (to his consternation AND relief) the marriage proposal of a young(ish) Abraham Lincoln.  Even though we are surrounded by memorials and burials of giants of western expansion, it seemed fantastic that this person I had read of in biographies of Lincoln was actually buried in the old Platte Purchase.  However, it takes just a cursory look at old letters to see that Mary Owens is indeed buried in Weston, MO.

So how does one meet an Abraham Lincoln, attract his attention and then turn down his proposal?  All of that seems to be a comedy of runaway circumstance viewed through the lens of what would become, not what was at that time.  While Abraham Lincoln was building his reputation, he was far from "The Great Emancipator" or "Savior of the Union" when all of this took place.

In 1831, while building a flatboat for Dennis Offut, Lincoln lived with a man named Bowling Green.  This man had lived in Kentucky, and knew the Hanks family fairly well.  He would judge that Abraham had inherited his good sense from his mother Nancy Hanks' family.  Lincoln grew close to Mr. Green and came to view him as a mentor and the father to whom he wished he had been born.  When Thomas Lincoln lay dying, Abraham refused to see him, but when Green died suddenly in 1842, Lincoln was profoundly affected and fell into a deep depression.  One of Mr. Green's neighbors was a woman named Elizabeth Abell.  Lincoln struck up a friendship with the Abell family and lived with them off and on in New Salem, Illinois for several years.


Abraham Lincoln c. 1847
After the death of Ann Rutledge in 1835 from typhoid fever (a woman thought by many to be Lincoln's first love), Lincoln became quite depressed, a sight that pained Mrs. Abell greatly.  When interviewed after Lincoln's assassination, she described him as social, lively, good natured, never rash, backwards, not eccentric but also not visionary.  She thought of him as the best natured man that she ever knew.  These qualities led her to try to play matchmaker between Lincoln and her sister, Mary Owens.  One of the stories is that Mrs. Abell told Lincoln in 1834 that she was going back to Kentucky and told him that she would bring her sister back if Lincoln agreed to marry the sister, to which he jokingly assented.

The proposition got a bit more real when Mrs. Abell left on her visit.  At this point, Lincoln was a bit excited.  He had met Mary Owens in 1833 briefly and recalled her as being a "handsome" woman, intelligent, good conversationalist and lively.  Reading letters to friends, you can see that he would lean to excitement, then dread.  When she got there in 1836/7, he noticed that she had gained quite a bit of weight, had lost some teeth, and somehow was not as animated as he remembered.  It may be also that he weighed the poverty of his upbringing with the wealth of the Owens family.  The difference in social position worried him a bit, but he entered into correspondence with her when he left for the state legislature in Vandalia, IL.   In the end, he was determined to keep his word but to his initial relief (followed by feeling insulted) Mary declined his proposal.  She would later say "I think I did on one occasion say to my sister, who was very anxious for us to be married, that I thought Mr. Lincoln was deficient in those little links which make up the great chain of woman's happiness."

Mary Owens left New Salem in 1838 and never wrote to Lincoln again.  She went back to Kentucky and married Jesse Vineyard in 1841/2.  This was probably a better match, as Jesse lived the academic life that was valued by the Owens family at the time. Jesse was well schooled in proper etiquette (a deficiency in the young Lincoln) as well as being well to do.  When he started the college at Pleasant Ridge, he was a slave-owning gentleman farmer.  The family retained much of its Kentucky flavor and it is said that Mary Vineyard's sons served the Confederacy during the Civil War, although I cannot substantiate that claim using available databases.  It would make almost as good a story as Lincoln's Confederate brothers-in-law and cousins!

Six degrees....


After this blog entry was published, one of my friends from high school, Gale Vineyard, wrote a note that Mary Owens Vineyard was her great-great-grandmother.  Good thing that I didn't go to elementary school with Gale.  I can see THAT show-and-tell day.  Me:  Here is my bust of Abraham Lincoln (Avon aftershave decanter).  Gale:  Here are my great-great-grandmother's letters from Abraham Lincoln!  How does a kid compete with that?  (Howls, Howls of laughter!).

Getting There


From MO-45 south of Weston, turn east onto Co Hwy P and follow about a mile and half to Woodruff Road.


Waypoint: Latitude: 39.432600 N; Longitude: 94.854612 W
Street Address: 18797 N Co Rd P, Weston, MO 







Further Reading


Abraham Lincoln, Mary Owens and the Accidental Engagement

Abraham Lincoln and Mary Owens

National Register of Historic Places Application

Mr. Lincoln and Friends

Monday, November 2, 2015

Making a Mark: 1842 Fremont-Carson Expedition

Replica of Fremont/Carson inscription
Exploration is a quintessentially human activity.  The questions "What is over the next hill?  Across that lake?  Down that river?" have driven us to inhabit every continent save for Antarctica.  With each trip across a continent, more and more information was collected about the people, geography, geology and biology of the region.  The best known of these explorations of the United States is the May 1804-September 1806 Lewis and Clark Expedition.

While each of these expeditions is recorded in diaries, maps, drawings, field notes and specimens collected, few of these expeditions left any direct evidence of their travels.  The desire to say "I was here" is another unique behavior of humans.  We leave memorial markers for those that die, write our names on places that we have visited.  We have placed markers even on space probes to let unknown others know that we exist (I still say that is a bad idea).  In Rock Creek Station State Historical Park near Fairbury, NE there is a monument to the lost signatures of two of the United States' best-known explorers: John Frémont and Kit Carson.

John Frémont


John Fremont as a young man
John C. Frémont, born in 1813, was the illegitimate son of Louis Rene Frémon and Mrs. Ann Whiting Pryor.  Despite the social hindrance of illegitimacy and his father's early death (1818), Frémont proved to be a dashing, charismatic figure and was able to secure support from a number of individuals.  John attended the College of Charleston from 1829-1831, but attendance at class was not his strong suite.  He did show interest in mathematics and natural sciences, which enabled him to gain a job teaching mathematics on the USS Natchez.  In 1838, he gained a commission as a second lieutenant in the US Army Corps of Topographical Engineers.  In 1838-1839, Frémont participated in expeditions mapping the area between the Mississippi and Missouri Rivers with Joseph Nicollet.

By 1841, Frémont had caught the fancy of Jessie Benton, who happened to be the daughter of Missouri Senator Thomas Hart Benton.  Sen. Benton is best known as a proponent of Manifest Destiny, the idea that the United States should own, control and inhabit the entire North American continent. Benton pushed through plans to have surveys performed of the Oregon Trail, Oregon country, the Great Basin, and the area from the Sierra Nevada Mountains to California and secured the leadership of each of these expeditions to his son-in-law.  This earned John C. Frémont the nickname of "The Pathfinder".  He would later ride this fame to a nomination for the presidency, promotion to major general and command of the Department of the West during the Civil War.

1842 Expedition


Post Office built of native sandstone near Rock (Wyeth) Creek
Colonel Frémont's 1842 expedition began from St. Louis, Missouri with total party of 25, mostly composed of Creole/French voyageur's that were familiar with the terrain and used to the privations of long journeys.  He engaged Christopher "Kit" Carson as the scout for the expedition, since Carson was familiar with the area.  The expedition traveled from St. Louis and gathered at Cyprian Choteau's house on the Kansas River, departing there on 10 June 1842.  They traveled to the Santa Fe Trail, then proceeded through what is now Lawrence and Topeka, KS.  Upon reaching the Big Blue River, they turned north.  On 22 June, the expedition reached Wyeth (now Rock) Creek, where boulders of ferruginous (red-orange) sandstone were in the creek below bluff of sandstone.

Oregon Trail wagon swale by Rock Creek
From here the expedition traveled up the Little Blue River to the Platte River.  Frémont split his party in two, sent one part up the North Fork of the Platte and he went with a group along the South Fork of the Platte River.  The expedition reunited at Fort Laramie and mapped the Oregon Trail through South Pass, the most commonly used path through the continental divide by traders and emigrants.  This pass had been used by Euro-Americans as early as 1812 and rediscovered independently several times over the years.  Frémont returned to St. Louis using the Platte River as a travel route.

The Marker


While stopped along Wyeth Creek, Kit Carson and Col. Frémont inscribed their names into the soft sandstone of the bluff.  This site became well known to Jefferson County, NE residents and was located about one-half mile from Rock Creek Station in an area known as Quivera Park.  The inscription remained until the 1970s when high water rushing down the creekbed undercut the bluff and the inscribed rock broke free and was lost.  In 1940, the Daughters of the American Revolution had already placed a marker with a replica of the inscriptions made using photographs near the site of the inscription.  The marker is mounted on Sioux Quartzite, brought by glaciers to Nebraska from Minnesota during the Great Ice Age.

Getting There


Gen. John Fremont - Matthew Brady Photo c.1862
From US-77, turn west onto NE-8.  From NE-8, turn north onto 573rd Ave, then east onto 710th Rd, then follow the signs to Rock Creek Station State Historical Park.  There is an entry fee ($5 daily entry or $25 yearly sticker for all Nebraska State Parks) for the park and admission to the museum on grounds.

Waypoint: Latitude: 40.113760 N; Longitude: 97.060900 W
Street Address:  57426 710th Road, Fairbury, NE 68352










Kit Carson c. 1860


Further Reading


The Great Pathfinder: 1842

1842 Expedition Notes dictated by Fremont

Fremont's Expeditions of the American West