Saturday, November 28, 2015
COULD YOU BE A MAIL ORDER BRIDE? by CHERYL PIERSON
I don’t know why, but lately I’ve been enthralled by mail-order brides. No, I’ve not been “studying” them, or “researching” them—yet. I’ve just been wondering why this became such a practice—and a successful one—among women of all walks of life, or so it seems.
What would make a woman leave everything familiar to her and travel to “parts unknown” to marry a man she knew nothing about? What’s scarier than online dating? Being a mail-order bride! Once they’d made the commitment to leave their homes behind—much to the consternation of many family members and friends, in some cases, I would imagine—the die was cast.
A woman would have to be certain in her own mind that what she was going to was better than what she was leaving behind. She would have to be resourceful enough to plan some kind of “exit strategy” if things didn’t work out. And I suppose, many times, women resigned themselves to the fact that they would become a soiled dove—the lowest of the low—in order to survive.
In spite of all the scenarios we might come up with for a mail-order bride to leave the life she has known behind her for something completely foreign to her, there are, I’m sure, many that we never could have even contemplated. For each story is personal, intimate, and heart-rending in its own right.
http://www.amazon.com/One-Thousand-White-Women-Journals-ebook/dp/B0042XA3OE/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1448737720&sr=1-1&keywords=one+thousand+white+women
One of the most unusual books about mail-order brides is Jim Fergus’s story, ONE THOUSAND WHITE WOMEN—which is not about “mail-order brides” as we think of them, but in a totally different way—a trade by the U.S. Government of 1000 white women to the Indians in order to achieve assimilation into white culture. Interestingly enough, this premise WAS discussed in reality, but not carried through. In the book, however, Fergus shows how the government emptied insane asylums of women and sent them to the Indians…only most of the women were not insane, but had been “put away” by their families for one thing or another.
Would you have what it takes to be a mail-order bride in the old west? I’m not sure I would, but it’s fun to think about.
This is a collection of Christmas mail-order bride stories that Prairie Rose Publications just released with some wonderful tales of how some women with pasts they needed to leave behind find new beginnings at the most joyous time of the year. These eight stories by Livia J. Washburn, Kathleen Rice Adams, Cheryl Pierson, Patti Sherry-Crews, Jesse J Elliot, Meg Mims, Tanya Hanson, and Jacquie Rogers will provide you many hours of reading pleasure during this holiday season!
I’m giving away a copy of A MAIL-ORDER CHRISTMAS BRIDE to one commenter! The question is, would you leave your familiar surroundings and go west to be a mail-order bride? Be sure to leave your contact information in your comment!
Thanks for stopping by today! Drawing will be held on November 29 after 9:00 p.m. Central.
If you just can't wait to see if you won, A MAIL-ORDER CHRISTMAS BRIDE IS AVAILABLE AT B&N AND AT AMAZON. HERE'S THE AMAZON LINK:
http://www.amazon.com/Mail-Order-Christmas-Bride-Livia-Washburn-ebook/dp/B0182FEYU6/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1448737639&sr=1-1&keywords=a+mail-order+christmas+bride
Thursday, November 26, 2015
LEGENDARY WOMAN FOUGHT FOR NATIVE AMERICAN RIGHTS
HELEN HUNT JACKSON
A novelist and a poet, Helen Jackson's remarkable A CENTURY OF DISHONOR stirred public outrage over the U.S. government's
mistreatment of Native Americans. Her book centered on seven tribes, among
them: Cheyennes, Nez Perce, Sioux, Cherokees and detailed four massacres in
particular.
She was born Helen Maria Fiske in Amherst, Massachusetts, probably on October 18, 1830 (her monument says 1831). She had two brothers, both of whom died shortly after birth, and a sister named Anne. Her father was a minister, author, and professor of Latin, Greek, and philosophy at Amherst College. Her mother died in 1844, and her father died three years later, leaving her in the care of an aunt.
She had a good education, having attended Ipswich Female Seminary and the Abbott Institute, a boarding school in New York City. She was a classmate of the poet Emily Dickinson, also from Amherst. The two carried on a correspondence for all of their lives, but few of their letters have survived.
Helen Maria Fiske Hunt Jackson |
In 1852, Helen Fiske married United States Army Captain
Edward Bissell Hunt, who died in a military accident in 1863. Her son Murray
Hunt died in 1854 of a brain disease and her other son, Rennie Hunt, died of
diphtheria in 1865. Helen began
traveling and writing after these deaths.
In the winter of 1873-1874 she was in Colorado Springs,
Colorado in search of a cure for tuberculosis. There she met William Sharpless
Jackson, a wealthy banker and railroad executive. They married in 1875,
together just ten years before she died of cancer in 1885.
Scholars know her as Helen Hunt Jackson, but she never used
that name herself—she only used one married name at a time: Helen Hunt or Helen
Jackson.
In 1879, her interests turned to the plight of the Native
Americans after attending a lecture in Boston by Ponca Chief Standing Bear, who
described the forcible removal of the Ponca Indians from their Nebraska
reservation. Jackson was angered by what she heard regarding the unfair
treatment at the hands of government agents and became an activist. She started
investigating and publicizing the wrongdoing, circulating petitions, raising
money, and writing letters to The New York Times on behalf of the Poncas.
She also started writing a book condemning the Indian policy
of the government and the history of broken treaties. Her book, A CENTURY OF DISHONOR,
called for drastic changes to be made; it was published in 1881. Jackson then sent a copy to every member of
Congress with an admonishment printed in red on the cover, "Look upon your
hands: they are stained with the blood of your relations." But, to her
disappointment, the book had little impact.
She then went to southern California to take a much needed
rest. She had become interested in the area's missions and the Mission Indians
on an earlier visit, and now she began an in-depth study. While in Los Angeles,
California, she met Don Antonio Coronel, a former mayor and city councilman who
had also served as State Treasurer. He was a well-known authority on early life
in the area and was also a former inspector of missions for the Mexican
government. Don Antonio described to Jackson the plight of the Mission Indians
after 1833, when secularization policies led to the sale of mission lands and
the dispersal of their residents.
Many of the original Mexican land grants had clauses
protecting the Indians on the lands they occupied. But when Americans assumed
control of the southwest after the Mexican-American War, they ignored Indian
claims to these lands, which led to mass dispossessions. In 1852, there were an
estimated fifteen thousand Mission Indians in Southern California. But, because
of the adverse impact of dispossessions by Americans, by the time of Jackson's
visit they numbered less than four thousand.
The stories told by Don Antonio spurred Jackson into action.
Her efforts soon came to the attention of the U.S. Commissioner of Indian
Affairs, Hiram Price, who recommended she be appointed an Interior Department
agent. Jackson's assignment was to visit the Mission Indians and ascertain the
location and condition of various bands, and determine what lands, if any,
should be purchased for their use. With the help of Indian agent Abbot Kinney,
Jackson criss-crossed Southern California and documented the appalling
conditions she saw. At one point, she hired a law firm to protect the rights of
a family of Soboba Indians facing dispossession of their land at the foot of
the San Jacinto Mountains.
During this time, Jackson read an account in a Los Angeles
newspaper about a Cahuilla Indian who had been shot and killed. His wife, it
turned out, was named Ramona. In 1883, she completed her fifty-six page report, which
called for a massive government relief efforts, and while a bill embodying her
recommendations passed the U.S. Senate, it died in the House of
Representatives.
Not discouraged, Jackson decided to write a novel that would
depict the Indian experience "in a way to move people's hearts." An
inspiration for the undertaking, Jackson admitted, was Uncle Tom's Cabin
written years earlier by her friend, Harriet Beecher Stowe. "If I can do one-hundredth part for the
Indian that Mrs. Stowe did for the Negro, I will be thankful," she told a
friend.
Jackson was particularly drawn to the fate of her Indian
friends in the Temecula area of Riverside County, California and used the story
of what happened to them in her novel which was begun in December 1883, with an
original title of IN THE NAME OF THE LAW. The manuscript was completed in slightly over
three months and it became her classic novel, RAMONA, about a
part-Indian orphan raised in Spanish California society and her Indian husband,
Alessandro. Published in November 1884,
it achieved almost instant success.
Jackson then intended to write a children's story on the
Indian issue but her health was
deteriorating rapidly and she died of cancer in San Francisco, California in
August 12, 1885.
Helen Jackson in later years |
Her last letter was written to President Grover Cleveland,
urging him to read her early work A CENTURY OF DISHONOR. Speaking
to a friend, Jackson said, "My A CENTURY OF DISHONOR and RAMONA are the only things I have done of which I am glad. They
will live and bear fruit."
Oh, write of me, not "Died in bitter pains,"
But "Emigrated to another star!"
~Helen Hunt Jackson
Each year, the city of Hemet stages "The Ramona
Pageant", an outdoor play based on Jackson's novel RAMONA.
IN MEMORY OF HELEN HUNT JACKSON
1831-1885
AND HER BOOK
"RAMONA"
WHICH WAS INSPIRED BY THE BEAUTY
OF THIS SPOT
Sources:
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Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Stampede!
www.laurirobinson.blogspot.com |
A stampede
can be two things…the mad rush to the Thanksgiving table, or a wild run cattle
suddenly embark in for no apparent reason.
First,
Happy Thanksgiving! I am thankful for so many things, as I know you all are, and
I hope you have a wonderful holiday.
Second,
there are several things that can start a cattle stampede, and cowboys tried to
prevent them whenever possible. (Many animals beside cattle stampede, horses,
sheep, buffalo, elephants, zebras, etc.)
After
writing a Roaring Twenties mini-series, a Salem Witch Trial story, a Cheyenne
Indian story, and a lumber baron story, I am finally back to my first love—the
cowboy!
The
hero of my current story is a trail boss. Driving 2,500 head of beef 600 miles
from Texas to Dodge City, Kansas was fraught with dangers. And it was said that
a stampede was a cowboy’s worst nightmare!
"Stampede,"
Chromolithograph from painting by Gean Smith, 1895.
|
For
no reason an entire herd could mysteriously take off running. Most of the
cattle would run in the same direction, but others would scatter. Although they could happen at any time, for during the cattle
drives of the 1800’s, most stampedes happened at night. Pairs of men took turns
on night watch, keeping the cows calm and quiet by singing to them or reciting
them poetry. When/if a stampede happened, those two men had their hands full.
The rest of the cowboys were in camp, usually at least a mile away.
Cattle
drives had ‘lead’ cows, those the others naturally followed. During a stampede the cowboys
would focus on getting those lead cows stopped and heading in the right directions, but during a long drive, those cows could be thirsty, hungry, or frightened and
could be difficult to get under control. A common practice was to shoot a bullet
into the ground near the lead cow’s hooves to get their attention. Once cowboys
got those cows calmed down, the others followed suit.
In
preventing stampedes, if a cow was identified as one wild enough to instigate a
stampede, the cowboys would sew its eyelids shut. Unable to see, it wouldn’t
stampede, and the thread would rot off their eyes within two weeks. By then the
cow was so used to following the others, it was usually not a problem.
Rustlers
were common starters of stampedes. They would rile up the cattle, get them
running in all directions, and while the night watchmen were trying to get the
herd under control, the rustlers would drive off as many cattle as possible.
Water
was another cause of stampedes. A thirsty cow can smell water ten miles away.
When that was the case, the trail boss would double or triple the number of
night watchmen overseeing the cattle at night.
Lightning was another cause. During a lightning storm, the first thing a cowboy would get rid of was his gun. A chunk of metal hanging on his hip was a magnet for lightning.
I’ve
never seen a cattle stampede, but I raised three boys, so I’ve most certainly
witnessed a stampede to the dinner table.How about you?
Again,
I wish you a wonderful holiday!
Sunday, November 22, 2015
A Yellowstone Thanksgiving
Here's a glimpse at what Thanksgiving was like for a solider stationed at Fort Yellowstone in 1898. Thanksgiving, 100 years ago, still meant a menu of turkey, cranberry sauce, and pie! This letter was written by Private Edwin Kelsey, to his niece in California.
soldier stationed at Ft Yellowstone 1890's |
Riverside Station, Dec. 3 1898
My Dear "G"-
. . . Left here for the Post [Fort Yellowstone] the Sunday
before Thanksgiving. It was a beautiful day when we started .It had snowed hard
the day and night before and everything was covered with several inches of the
"beautiful". I think that I've never seen anything look as beautiful
as did the trees, most which are "Jack Pines", the same as that one
in the yard at home. With their covering of snow they assumed all manner of
grotesque shapes, some of them so lifelike that it required no very severe
strain of the imagination to believe that they were really alive and that one
was in Heaven and that they were angels, or in Hell and that they were imps.
I made 26 miles the first day, staying all night at Norris
Station. The next morning it was 22 below zero, but I pulled out for the Post,
which I reached about two PM after a cold hard ride of 20 miles. It is not much
sport riding when the snow is so deep that your horse has to walk all the time.
Stayed at the Post for Thanksgiving dinner and it was a beaut. The
cook more than threw himself. Had turkey, roast pork, sweet spuds, cranberry
sauce, oyster stew, chocolate, three kinds of cake, pie, pickles, nuts and
apples-how's that for soldiers?
I left soon after dinner and when I reached Norris-a little after
8 that night found no one there so was obliged to rustle around and make a fire
and get my own supper .I was thinking, as I was riding along in the
moonlight-there was a swell moon-how differently you were putting in the day. Am
very anxious to learn the result of the game.
And so you don't see how I can find any enjoyment in such a
place as this. Well I do. Of course I would like muchly to see you all and I
think of Santa Cruz and the pleasant times I used to have there often. And at
night when the "orchestra" plays some familiar air, it makes me wish
that I could hear Flora sing. But despite your doubts to the contrary, there is
something about this life in the wilderness that fascinates me. . . .
Love to all the family and Mable, and regards to friends. Edwin
Happy Thanksgiving!
Historic Fort Yellowstone |
Peggy L
Henderson
Western
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“Where Adventure Awaits and Love is Timeless”
Award-Winning Author
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