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Tuesday, April 26, 2022

HOW WINDMILLS CHANGED THE WEST

By Caroline Clemmons

I love both windmills and sunsets. Although they’re difficult to find now, I love the old wooden frame style best. I love the song the windmill sings during a breezy day or evening. With the windows open, the sound is a lullaby at bedtime. Don’t get me wrong, I love modern conveniences, but they’re a trade-off. We lose something with each part of our past that disappears.


 

Over 80,000 windmills are estimated to be working now in Texas, the state in which I live. You can’t drive on any road without seeing them in the distance. They are of particular service to ranchers in the arid regions. Land that once was almost useless to ranchers became valuable once windmills were erected. The windmill has come to be one of the symbols of ranching and cowboys. Once I started researching them, I was surprised the type I have come to love was not as old as I’d suspected.

Before the introduction of windmills to the West, inhabitable land was confined to areas where a constant water supply was available. There was no way for vast areas to be settled without a life-giving supply of water. The coming of the windmill made it possible to pump water from beneath the ground, and soon whole new areas were opened up to settlers. The first windmills were of the European style, built by Dutch and German immigrants for grinding meal and powering light industry. What settlers needed most, however, was a windmill that pumped water.

Because of its bulk and need for constant attention, the European windmill was impractical for this purpose. The solution to this problem came in 1854, when Daniel Halladay (Halady or Halliday) built the first American windmill in Ellington, Connecticut. He added to his mill a vane, or "tail," as it was called by cowhands, that functioned to direct the wheel into the wind. The wheel was a circle of wood slats radiating from a horizontal shaft and set at angles to the wind, designed so that centrifugal force would slow it in high winds; thus, the machine was self-regulating and operated unattended. Its simple direct-stroke energy converter consisted of only a shaft and a small fly wheel to which the sucker rod was pinned. This compact mechanism was mounted on a four-legged wooden tower that could be constructed over a well in one day.

Railroad companies immediately recognized windmills as an inexpensive means of providing water for steam engines and for attracting settlers to semi-arid regions through which they planned to lay track. By 1873 the windmill had become an important supplier of water for railways, small towns where there were no public water systems, and small farms. Are you old enough to remember that old television show, Petticoat Junction?


 

Many of the very early mills were crude, inefficient, homemade contraptions. One of the popular makeshift mills was a wagon wheel with slats nailed around it to catch the wind, mounted on half an axle. The axle was fastened securely to a post erected beside the well. A sucker rod was pinned to the edge of the hub. It was stationary and worked only when the wind blew in the right direction. The windmills used later on the big ranches were the more dependable factory-made windmills.

Windmills moved to ranches with the use of barbed wire in the late 1870s. At first the water holes, springs, creeks, and rivers were fenced, so that the back lands had no access to water. In the midst of the fence cutting and fighting, some ranchers began drilling wells and experimenting with windmills. Most of these experiments were unsuccessful, however, due to lack of knowledge concerning the proper size of the windmill in relation to the depth and diameter of the well. One of the earliest successful experiments was made eight miles north of Eldorado, in Schleicher County, Texas by Christopher C. Doty, a nomadic sheepman. Doty moved his flock into that area and found abundant water in shallow wells. By 1882, however, a drought had dried his wells; he ordered a drilling rig from Fort Scott, Arkansas, bored a fifty-two-foot well, and erected a Star windmill, which successfully supplied water for his 4,000 head of stock.


 Watering stock with windmills spread rapidly. Eastern land speculators began buying, fencing, and running stock on the land until it became ripe for colonization. The largest of the Eastern land speculators, the Capitol Syndicate, began using windmills on its XIT in 1887. One of their windmills was believed to be the world's tallest. It was made of wood and was a total height of 132 feet. A historical marker at Littlefield, Texas, marks the site of a replica. The original windmill blew over in 1926. By 1900 the XIT had 335 windmills in operation.

Not until the King Ranch began extensive use of the windmill in 1890 did that the practice begin to spread rapidly over that area. By 1900, windmills were a common sight in the West. Inhabitable land was no longer limited to regions with a natural water supply. The windmill made the most remote areas habitable.

The use of windmills brought about two of the most colorful characters of the West, the driller and the windmiller, and altered the lifestyle of another, the range rider. The driller was usually a loner and seldom seen by anyone except the range rider and windmiller. He followed the fence crews and guessed at where he might find water, then bored wells with his horse-powered drilling rig. When the driller was successful the windmiller followed and set up a mill. Owners of the larger ranches usually employed several windmillers to make continuous rounds, checking and repairing windmills. The windmillers lived in covered wagons and only saw headquarters once or twice a month. The early mills had to be greased twice a week, and this was the range rider's job. He kept a can (or beer bottle) containing grease tied to his saddle. When he rode up to a mill that was squeaking, he would climb it, hold the wheel with a pole until he could mount the platform, and then let the wheel turn while he poured grease over it.

The range rider was always in danger of attacks from swarms of wasps, which hung their clustered cells beneath the windmill's platform; there was the added danger of falling from the tower when such attacks occurred. The windmill industry's shift in 1888 to the back-geared, all-steel mill caused heated debates in livestock and farming circles. Most ranchers and farmers welcomed the new steel windmill because its galvanized wheel and tower held up better in harsh weather; also, its gear system was better able to take advantage of the wind, thus enabling the windmill to run more hours per day. The back-geared mill could also pump deeper and larger-diameter wells. Those who favored the old wood mill argued that the steel mill was more likely to break because of its high speed, that it was not as easily repaired as the wood mill, and that when parts had to be ordered the steel mill might be inoperative for days. Though sales of wood mills continued, they declined steadily, so that by 1912 few were being sold.



The last major development in the windmill came in 1915. A housing that needed to be filled with oil only once a year was built around the mill's gears. This relieved the range rider of his biweekly greasing chores and somewhat diminished the windmiller's job. Because of the dependability of this improved windmill, worries over water shortages were eased for the rancher, farmer, and rural dweller. This mill was the prime supplier of water in rural Texas until 1930, when electric and gasoline pumps began to be widely used.

The Aermotor Windmill Company, which commenced operations in Chicago in 1888, is the nation’s sole remaining full-time manufacturer of water-pumping machines. Windmills remain an important supplier of water for cattlemen. Texas’ King Ranch in the late 1960s kept 262 mills running continuously and 100 complete spares in stock. Stocking spare mills is a common practice among ranchers who depend on the windmill to supply water for cattle in remote pastures. One important ranch worker is the man who rides—or drives—from windmill to windmill lubricating the gears and making repairs.

Because the windmill has been confined for the most part to remote areas, it has become a symbol of a lonely and primitive life, fitting for the pioneers it first served and the cowboys about whom we love to read.



Monday, November 14, 2016

Mesquite Trees—The Bane of Texas Land Owners


My idea for this post came from two things—first what I learned about mesquites from my research on San Antonio (I'll share that information in my post next month) and my own experience with the tree which I shared below.

Source:  Texas Almanac - The Source For All Things Texan since 1857
The Ubiquitous Mesquite

When my family moved to Brownwood, Texas in the early 1980s, the house we bought had a big, beautiful mesquite tree in the front yard. My husband wanted to cut it down. "It'll steal water from the grass and other trees." But I insisted it remain, and remain it did. I loved that tree. It had character.

At the time our son was six years old. One afternoon after school, he went into the front yard to play. He had a rope, probably six feet long, and he'd been told repeatedly not to tie it to any part of his body. My daughter and I sat on the sofa in the den chatting when I asked her to go out front and check on her brother. She comes in screaming, "He's hanging on the tree."

He'd tied the rope to the tree and then hoisted himself up enough to somehow get the other end through the belt loop and tied. He was in quite an uncomfortable position as the jeans were cutting into him. He had them unsnapped and unzipped and was ready to fall out on his head.

Google Image
I looked everywhere for a picture of that tree but couldn't find one. So, here is one from Google Images. Mesquites grow in interesting configurations. If you have a chance to drive around some of the older neighborhoods in San Antonio, take a look at some of the old mesquites that have been saved and are well loved by their owners.

And yes, because the mesquite has an extensive root system, it does steal water from other trees and grasses. Tap roots can reach 25 to 65 feet deep, some even deeper. In contrast, the longleaf pine has an exceptionally long tap root from 12 to 15 feet. Though it depletes water, the mesquite does return nitrogen to the soil unlike other plants that rob soil of nitrogen. It is good at survival as it can adapt to any soil that isn't soggy. Beans can remain dormant year, up to 40, waiting for right conditions.

Google Image
For ranchers and farmers needing grazing land for their animals, mesquites are a nuisance. It's not uncommon to see land being cleared of the misshapen trees.

Of all the mesquite trees in the US, 76% grow in the state of Texas. Texas has seven varieties. There are over 40 species of mesquites and they grow all over the world. They vary in size, but can grow 40 to 50 feet tall with a spread of 40 feet or more.

Google Image
The leaves of the mesquite are delicate and feathery, the thorns are tough and from 2-7 inches long. They grow from the base of the leaf stems. From spring to autumn they produce fluffy, creamy white flowers. (Personally I've never seen these flowers. Our variety didn't have them, but from now on I'll be looking for them.) In late summer the bean pods, 4-9 inches long, mature. They are covered in a sweet coating that is 30% sugar and can be chewed for the coating, not the beans.

Mesquite beans provide food for livestock when grain in scarce. They provide shade, they supply food for wildlife—quail, doves, ravens, turkey, mallard ducks, white-tail and mule deer, and the list goes on.

The mesquite tree is one of the last trees to put on leaves in the spring, usually in late April or May so it is rarely hurt by spring cold. In the 19th and 20th centuries, farmers watched the mesquite tree and didn't plant their cotton or tomatoes until they leafed out.

I hope you've enjoyed this first installment and will join me December 14th for Uses for Mesquite in the early days.

Happy Reading and Writing!

Linda





Tuesday, July 26, 2016

THE CATTLE QUEEN OF TEXAS--ELIZABETH JOHNSON WILLIAMS



            Don’t you love hearing about strong, successful women who shaped the West? Let me tell you about one who became called The Cattle Queen of Texas and who was a teacher, author, and business woman. Her name was Elizabeth “Lizzie” Johnson Williams.

Lizzie Johnson was born in Jefferson City, Missouri on May 9, 1840 to Catherine (Hyde) and Thomas Jefferson Johnson, who were both educators. In 1846, the family moved to Huntsville, Texas. In 1852, her father founded the Johnson Institute on Bear Creek in Hays County about sixteen miles southwest of Austin. Students called Thomas "Old Bristle Top" because of his unruly hair and called his wife "Aunt Caty". All six of the Johnson children attended the Institute, and then Lizzie also attended Chappell Hill Female Institute in Washington County, Texas. When she graduated, she joined the staff of the Johnson Institute, teaching basic subjects and bookkeeping. 

Elizabeth "Lizzie" Johnson
In 1863, Lizzie left her family’s Institute and taught in various Texas schools before she ended up in Lockhart. In that town, she started a business bookkeeping for cattlemen, thereby learning much about the cattle business. When she moved on to Austin to establish her own primary school, she continued keeping books for ranchers. 

Lizzie was intelligent with a vivid imagination and began to dabble in writing stories. No one would buy fiction written by a woman, so she wrote anonymously for Frank Leslie’s Illustrated Weekly and Frank Leslie’s Magazine. According to Carmen Goldthwaite, Lizzie’s stories reportedly included “The Sister’s Secret”, “The Haunted House Among The Mountains”, and “Lady Inez: or, The Passion Flower, an American Romance”. Since she wrote anonymously, no one knows how many or which other stories she had published.


Working three jobs, she saved $2500, which she invested in the Evans, Snyder, and Bewell Cattle Company of Chicago. Three years later, she sold her interest for an astounding $20,000. Lizzie registered her CY brand in Travis County and began buying cattle and land. In 1873, the glut of beef and the economic downturn resulted in many ranchers contracting with a stock driver to take the cattle north for sale. At first, Lizzie did also.

In 1879, she met and married a retired Baptist minister, Hezekiah “Hez” Williams. He was a tall, charming widower with several children and he drank and gambled. Here’s another first for the time. Before Lizzie married him on June 8, 1879 in a Presbyterian ceremony, she had him sign what is believed to be Texas’ first prenuptial agreement. She retained rights to all her property brought into the marriage. (When I used this in my now permafree book BRAZOS BRIDE, now with an audio version available, many people thought that anachronistic, but that book takes place in this era.) At that time in Texas, when a woman married, all her property came under control of her husband, who could sell it and keep the money without benefit to her.



Lizzie was a spiritual woman who read scriptures daily. Hez drank, but not in her presence. Reportedly, they had a great deal of respect for one another. She was far better in business and kept careful tally of their herds, insuring that she received the money for her cattle and he for his. On occasion, she loaned him money, but insisted he repay her. Eventually, he yielded his operation to her.

The two were very competitive. One ranch hand who worked for them recounted the story of competing instructions. Lizzie would tell him to brand all Hez’s calves with her brand and Hez told him to brand all of Lizzie’s calves with his brand. The cowboy was kept busy following these instructions.

Lizzie’s life revolved around cattle, real estate, and investments. She was good at all three. Soon she and Hez were living the good life. In addition to their ranch at Driftwood, they owned a home in Austin.

Lizzie was one of the first women to go on a cattle drive. The hardy Texas cattle were immune to the ticks that caused serious illness in Hereford cattle raised further north. When tick fever made Texas cattle unwelcome in Oklahoma and Kansas in the 1880s, Lizzie took her cattle and Hez's up the Chisholm Trail.

Lizzie Johnson Williams

Eventually, she and Hez followed their herd up the Chisolm trail in a buggy. Other ranchers trusted Lizzie to keep careful tally of the “community herd” driven north.

When driving north became impossible due to barbed wire, quarantines, and arrival of the railroad about 1890, she began shipping beef from Indianola and Galveston to Cuba. She and Hez traveled to Cuba, where he was kidnapped. She paid the $50,000 ransom. Those who knew them joked that Hez kidnapped himself to get a little spending money of his own.

With their increased wealth, the couple was able to travel, always staying in the finest hotels. Lizzie became interested in silks and satins, jewelry, and accessories. Reportedly, on one trip to Manhattan, Lizzie spent $10,000 on jewelry.

Hez’s health declined after their trip to Cuba so they traveled to Hot Springs, Arkansas for him to take the waters and also to the drier climate of El Paso. He died in El Paso in 1914. She purchased a fancy casket for $600 and returned him to Austin for burial. Allegedly, she scribbled across the undertaker’s bill, “I loved the old buzzard this much.”

Lizzie, now in her seventies, continued to manage her businesses. Without her gregarious and charming husband, she became a recluse who was known as miserly. About six months before her death, a niece took Lizzie into her home when the niece determined Lizzie had dementia.

Elizabeth Johnson Williams died on January 5, 1924 without a will and was buried in Austin’s Oakwood Cemetery beside Hezekiah. Because she had appeared to Austinites as impoverished, they were surprised to learn she had amassed a fortune worth a quarter of a million dollars. Lizzie had a strict policy of no loans to family or friends and had told no one where all her funds were. She was so eccentric, she had hidden money and jewels in all sorts of places in her home—in wallboards, floors, cabinets, basement, and crevices.




Though unconventional, this amazing woman achieved major accomplishments. She was one of the first women to drive her cattle up the Chisholm Trail, which resulted in her nickname as The Cattle Queen of Texas; she had the first prenuptial agreement in Texas; and she was a pioneer in breaking the barrier into what had always been a man’s world: cattle trading. Is it any wonder she was the Cowgirl Hall of Fame honoree in 2013?



 Caroline Clemmons writes historical and contemporary western romance. Her latest is THE RANCHER AND THE SHEPHERDESS, a Montana Sky Kindle World novel being released from Amazon on July 27, 2016. Check her Amazon Author Page here for all her books. For a free novella, subscribe to her newsletter.





Sources:
TEXAS RANCH WOMEN: Three Centuries of Mettle and Moxie, by Carmen  Goldthwaite, History Press, 2014


Monday, April 22, 2013

TEXAS MYSTIQUE


By Anna Jeffrey

Thanks for inviting me to be a guest on your blog, ladies. It’s fun to talk about the West, fun to talk about Texas and fun to talk about books all in the same context.

I’ve lived in 4 of the western states and visited all of the others, but I’m a native Texan. And I guess I’m your stereotypical redneck Texan. Fifth generation. My clan was in Texas before the Civil War.

Everyone who has lived in Texas for any length of time, native or transplant, has heard the old adage, “Everything’s bigger and better in Texas.” And most folks believe that isn’t much of an exaggeration. What other explanation is there for the mass migration into Texas that is presently going on? The economy, the lifestyle, entertainment—all are a little bigger and better in Texas.

Just like California used to be, it’s getting harder and harder to find a native. When I was a kid, the population of Texas was around 7 million people and very few of them were born outside the Texas borders. Most of the “outsiders” we ran across had drifted in from Oklahoma or Arkansas, or Louisiana or New Mexico to work in the oil fields.

Now the population has more than doubled and is growing rapidly. Besides oil, farming and ranching, we have superior high tech and astrophysics companies and cutting edge clinics and hospitals. And the satellites these industries support. In Texas, there’s something for everyone.

So when I set out to write a contemporary trilogy, I had that ol’ Texas mystique on my mind. I wanted to present a story of an old Texas family set against a backdrop of big money, big oil and big cattle ranching, with over-the-top characters in the starring roles. Sort of like, but not quite like, the TV show, “Dallas.”

Thus, I came up with THE TYCOON, Book#1 in the Sons of Texas trilogy. 



Here’s a short blurb:

“When Drake Lockhart, wealthy ranching scion and Texas tycoon, sees a stunning redhead at a fancy ball, electricity sparks between them. After an intimate tryst he can’t forget, the last thing he expects is for her to disappear in the middle of the night. Every minute spent with the vulnerable beauty has left him hungering for more. In an ironic twist of fate, he finds her, but all she wants from him is sex. Can he ever convince her she can trust him?

Shannon Piper was out of place at the ball. An intimate encounter with a man so far removed from her social hemisphere wasn’t on her agenda. He has a reputation for ruthlessness and is one of Texas Monthly’s most eligible bachelors, known for his history with women. Is a relationship based on just sex the way to protect her heart? Or is it the beginning of the most enduring love a girl with a sketchy past could ever know?”

So as you’re thinking about how *you* feel about the Texas mystique, read about it in THE TYCOON and let me what you think. It’s available from all of the online venues, and here's the Amazon link: 

http://www.amazon.com/Tycoon-Sons-Texas-Book-ebook/dp/B00AQS1GWC/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1366648351&sr=1-1&keywords=Anna+Jeffrey




Anna Jeffrey, Author

Besides being a Texan and a Westerner, Anna Jeffrey is an award-winning author of mainstream romance novels as well as romantic comedy/mystery. She's written six mainstream romance novels as Anna Jeffrey and two as Sadie Callahan. She and her sister have co-written seven novels as Dixie Cash.

Her Anna Jeffrey books have won the Write Touch Readers’ Award, the Aspen Gold, and the More Than Magic awards. They have been finalists in the Colorado Romance Writers contest, the Golden Quill and Southern Magic as well as the Write Touch Readers’ Award, the Aspen Gold and the More than Magic contests.

The Anna Jeffrey and Sadie Callahan novels are steamy contemporary romances. The Dixie Cash novels are a series starring two female amateur sleuths in far West Texas. They’re zany, almost slapstick, comedies. Most of them are for sale at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, as well as other online venues. To learn more about Anna and her books, find her at:

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Head 'Em Up, Move 'Em Out: Texas Trail Drives


Modern cattle drive at the Matador Ranch in Texas
 As long as cattle have been in America, there have been trail drives to move the animals from Point A to Point B. As settlers moved west, so did their cattle. Great drives ended in Montana, Colorado, Wyoming, Idaho, and anywhere ranching was possible. But those of Western movies and novels were primarily from Texas to the railheads in Kansas.

After the Civil War, the South faced high taxes imposed by the Northerners brought in to rule and many Southerners hadn’t the resources to pay. Other homes had been seized or burned, families had been killed or scattered. Many Southern men were left homeless and drifting. Most went West of the Mississippi looking for a new life.

Cattle ran free
during Civil War
During the Civil War, ranches were left almost untended while able-bodied men went to fight. Cattle continued to breed, but their progeny went unbranded and scattered. After the war, those cattle belonged to the man who could round them up and brand them. Drives to Kansas began in 1866 and lasted only a little over twenty years.  

According to LONE STAR, T. R. Fehrenbach’s history of Texas, when cattle brought two dollars a head in Texas, they sold for seven to ten dollars a head in Kansas. Cowboys were paid by the month, so it cost the rancher no more to have his men drive cattle to Kansas than to keep them in Texas. At times many ranchers went together for the drive, or one rancher’s hands would drive several combined herds. They also took extra horses for the cowboys to rotate on their ride.

Herding horses behind
the cattle--dusty job!
Driving cattle to market was a dangerous journey with long hours for the men. They faced outlaws, Indians, stampedes, swollen rivers, and inclement weather. At the end of the drive, the trail boss sold the herd on a handshake. His honor depended on final head count being what he told the buyer.

In 1867, Charles Goodnight invented the chuck wagon for use on trail drives. I don't know if many cowboys knew who invented it, but I'll bet they were all pleased to have it with them. It was a modified Army wagon that could carry substantially more and better food than horseback allowed. Other ranchers soon copied him.

Chuck Wagon
Cattle move slowly, so the chuck wagon could go ahead of the herd, find the camping place, and set up for supper. Generally there were only two meals a day, breakfast and supper, although that depended on the trail boss.

For all its fame, the era of the large cattle drive was a short one. By the 1880’s, railroads had begun spiderwebbing across America. Barbed wire had been introduced. The combination meant the end of the massive trail drive across several states. Fort Worth became the Texas destination, and their stockyards were immense. Swift and Armour built packing plants on the hill above the stockyards, which meant the beef was processed immediately and shipped out in refrigerated rail cars.


Famous 6666 Ranch, Guthrie,
Texas, also appears in
movies and commercials
Railroads continued to expand, making it possible to ship cattle to market rather than drive them. That is not to say that cowboys were out of work. There are still large working ranches in Texas—the 6666, King Ranch, Matador, Spur, and others—as well as hundreds of large and small ranches all across the West. But by 1890, the era of the trail drive had ended.


This is the era I write, and in which THE TEXAN'S IRISH BRIDE occurs. Hero Dallas McClintock has a horse and cattle ranch near Bandera, Texas. Dallas is also a horse whisperer as well as a rancher and is gaining fame as a horse breeder and trainer. That buy link is at:
http://www.thewildrosepress.com/caroline-clemmons-m-638.html 

It's also the era of THE MOST UNSUITABLE WIFE from my backlist, now available with its new cover at  www.smashwords.com/books/view/37683 In that book, hero Drake Kincaid goes on one of the last cattle drives and leaves his angry wife at home. He discovers many surprises when he returns. 
 
Thanks for stopping by Sweethearts Of The West today. Y'all come back now, ya hear?