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Bayard
H. Paine 1901 Travel Journal
Part 7
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Page 90
We got off the trail three
or four times but got into town all ok. On the way in we go through "Huston's
Park." There is an old log cabin there in a lovely place by a spring.
25 years ago Huston who is a rich rancher living in the valley near Saratoga
used to bring rich sportsmen from the East up here to this cabin to hunt
Elk and Bear which used to be thick right in there. Old traditions tell
of great stories of hunting feats.
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Page 88
On the mountains west of the
Verde and north of Mr. Hinton's house all the timber is burned off and
the great charred trunks of trees lie all around. I asked Mr. Hinton about
it when I came back from the top and he said that fire that burned all
those enormous trees (many 100-125 ft high) was set by the Ute Indians
in 1879 as they returned from the Meeker massacre about 90 miles south.
He said that they set dozens of forest fires.
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Page 86
Saturday Aug. 24th 1901
Looked over Arthur's Saw Mill. Wrote letters and read Dooley in the morning.
In the afternoon Miss Glen Crow of St. Paul, Nebr (Arthur's cousin) piloted
me over one of her favorite mountain trips.
She has been here since school closed in June and goes back home tomorrow.
We started out West to the top of the Divide. The water at Battle runs
into Platte then into Gulf [of] Mexico-but a short distance West it turns
into the Snake then Colorado then Pacific Ocean so we were on the Great
Rocky Mountain Divide. She showed me a rocky nook shape of a ½
circle where crowds of young people often came in evenings and sat around
a camp fire and toasted "Bacon and Marshmallows" for lunch.
What a combination. We went over in the High Mountain over Battle Lake
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Page 84
in south of town of Rambler.
Then S.E. to the Herculese mine. She had often been there with Robt. Young
the Supt and knew all about it. It was not running and all shut down but
she showed me where a door into boiler room was loose and we got in and
went all over the whole business. Saw shaft house pumps dumps, Whim gasoline
hoists etc etc. The buildings and machinery cost over $40,000 but they
had not yet struck any ore of value except in very narrow veins.
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Page 82
Saturday evening after supper
quite a little company came in-Mrs. Ed Haggarty, Miss Lydia Crow, Glenn
Crow, Miss Ida Haggarty (only from England 2 months) Mr. Ames, Phil &
Rollo Crow, Arthur & myself. We told stories around. Mrs. Edith Haggarty
told of her return trip from England on "Oceanic" in a storm.
(It was their wedding trip.) Ames is a brother-in-law of Ledbetter, Supt.
of Portland mine. He sang a very touching piece entitled "The Old
Prospector" and several other miners' songs that were new to me.
The others also sang
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Page 80
A number of songs accompanied
by Banjo or guitar. I recited Mandalay and told "Argon" &
"Benzine" jokes. Arthur recited Will Carleton's Bicycle piece
first call and Miss Glenn gave us a good one.
Sunday Aug. 25th
Breakfast 8.30 a.m.
Studied Sunday School lesson. Arthur read several Dooley selections. Went
to a Sunday School in the Church and school house next to Arthurs. Mrs.
Crow is Supt. About 10 children & 5 older folks were there.
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Page 78
I was the only man there
although the 3 saloons in town all chuck full. In the afternoon discussed
dancing and cards with Ida Haggarty an Episcopalian and Miss Lydia Crow.
In the evening attended Song Service where Mr. Dillon, Arthur and I
were the only men present.
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Monday Aug. 26th
At 8 a.m. Arthur got out his mules borrowed Mrs. Edith Hg. Saddle for
me and also her rifle and we started out through the
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Page 76
woods and over the Mts. East
of town. Through part of the forest a fire had burned down the trees and
those enormous trunks lay in a tangled mass. Through this springs ran
every little ways over the rocks making it exceedingly hard to walk at
all. Yet these mules would never slip and go down places terribly steep
and in stony side hills where I could not have walked without leaning
over and touching my hands and they never once slipped.
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Page 74
The greatest sport of all was
having them jump logs. They go over as slick as a rabbit. The little one
I was on would jump any pile of logs that she could get her chin over.
But that wasn't very high for horse. Chin was barely as high as my waist.
During a sudden shower we crawled under some little Pine trees and kept
as dry as could be. Didn't get back until 1 p.m. Saw a number of Deer
tracks within 3 miles of town.
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Page 72
In afternoon helped (?) Arthur
haul lumber to Copper King mine where they are sinking a shaft. In the
evening played crockinole with Arthur then checkers and beat him 3 out
of 4. Then Ida Haggarty said she would play with me and she is a dandy
player. Played a great deal with her father & brothers in England
and knew lot of good moves. We played 4 hard games getting two apiece
and it was 10.30 and we stopped.
Tuesday Aug. 27th
Went over to school house and talked with Miss McCoy the teacher. She
is larger than Emma West and is a Chart Teacher in Topeka Kas. And told
me about the Word system of reading which is something very fine.
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created:
September 26, 2003 by Karen Keehr
up-dated: September 26, 2003
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