Early 1891, half hour before sunrise finds Rob beginning to stir. Sitting up he sees he is in a ditch of some sort, he notices planking above and now knows he is under the bridge leading to Kempton’s addition South of where the school would be built in a few more years. He is a tad fuzzy headed , but it slowly becomes clear why he finds himself like this. The dang gentleman’s billiard tournament at Little Casino last night and some of this morning. Well that explains it just fine. Thinking to himself he is pretty dang proud of making it this far. Rob shakes off the dust and heads home to the Coopers’ house for breakfast.
Mattie is standing in the kitchen at the coal fired iron stove frying thick slabs of bacon just rendered yesterday, plenty of sizzling bacon fat which in the cast iron frying pan is added home grown, thick sliced potatoes, skin on and thick rings of home grown onions cut into rings. Strong camp style coffee is in the pot and rob gets a tin cup , adds sugar and fills the up. Mattie has a white apron on trimmed in a blue floral pattern. Her hair is up in a bun. She has a long sleeve blouse , beige with dark brown trimming and a pleated dark green skirt trimmed in dark red, lace up brown shoes. As rob takes the smell and sight in sitting at the table covered with a blue tablecloth trimmed in silver He knows this is contentment even in his somewhat disheveled current state.
James a Sri enters , sits across from Rob Slender, Texas Calvary man in Civil war from Texas. A serious fellow all the way around most think he is stern and unfriendly, not true ,has lots of friends here and is respected . One soft spot is his love of animals, I’ve seen him on the porch talking to sammy his red coonhound dog about every evening. His sheep herds are immaculately ran so to his hog farm. Rob holds him in high regard , so do most people. The kids and dog arrive in the kitchen and breakfast is served. There is not a single pause in the conversation, everyone adding their bit. Smiles, nods all around rob thinks this is all just wonderful and the same scene is playing out in just about every house in town. Rob thinks maybe he will give this family thing a go but realizes it’s just too much work and effort for a fella that sleeps in ditches under bridges. Finish up with vittles , and family talk everyone heads out , some to school some to the ranch some for house chores , Rob mounts Pete and saunters over to main street and pull up at the Little Casino, its about 10 am Rob supposes. The tournament is still going on it’s the semi finals Steve against Gumm and Mayer against Queen.
This is gonna go on for some time Rob decides. So back on pete he rides down a few blocks and is waved over by Matthew Hoyle standing at his property watching the initial found to be kind ation works being done on what would be later called the Hoyle house. Rob dismounts and stands with Hoyle. He is pretty tall say 5′ 11″ about 180 lbs he talks slow and has a fuzzy look in his eyes. Some people think he is touched in the head. Rob has always found him kind , ethical, and honest not a big thinker but no dunce either. Matt asks Rob well what do you think looking at the construction . “Its huge” is rob reply. That’s the idea Matt starts in the exploration. It’s going to be the finest home in this here town and then everyone here can see for a fact that I’m a man of tastes and style. This is what I want and by God I’m going to have it. All the best parties and social events will be here with me standing on top of the stairs. Rob says should be real easy to get a wife with this here structure. Matt says I don’t want no g d wife. I see how my brother gets along with his and I want no part of that crap! I bet I have 50 letters from women all over wanting to lasso me. Some even with pictures. I have a couple side girlfriends in town anyway so hell no I’m done with that nonsense
Just wait until its finished, best woodworking, Best masonry and tile work. Best roof and brick work. Rob is looking at the dirt , kicking a pebble as Hoyle goes on and on. Rob tells Matt well I hope this brings you everything you want from it , mounts Pete and mosey on East glancing back Hoyle is pointing at the project and making hand gestures. Hey Rob got a minute? Its William Watson on his porch , Rob dismounts and joins Watson. William is about 5′ 7″ 135 lbs piercing blue eyes Black hair pale skin. Always in a dark suit that needs a cleaning and a brimmed Black hat. Usually a few days beard and seems to need a bath. He is known as a fair but hard man looking out for himself first , one that can be trusted , educated and diligent, stays to himself mostly, watching. What did Matt have to say? All about his plans for the house. Did you try to stop him? No I wished him well and left it at that. I have tried to tell him that thing is going to ruin him so many times I’m sick of it, he won’t listen to me Watson explains. Well its his dream , we all have them so who’s to say,? Watson explains look both homestake mines are about tapped dry , Abe has maybe 5 more years of production. We have to find another lode while we have the mill in place the mining expert from Delaware will spend thus year examining all thr claims around here and prospecting for a claim close to Old Abe before he leaves to run a mine in South America. If we can find it this town will survive with or without a railway, if we cant ,well you know the outcome. Watson continues Hoyle is my partner, I don’t want to see him destroy himself with that damn house but I cant stop him. He is full grown man after all. Rob tells Watson I wish all of you the very best in the future and mounts Pete, heading for the pool tournament.
Steve had lost to Gumm , so I sat across from him and related the conversations. A slow shake of the head was his reply. Wish we could change things for these people but we cant. Those are the rules we agreed to to allow us to go back here. Well Hoyle never finished the house, had one grand parties.
Ran out if money before he even hot it finished. Had to borrow $1,500 from his friends at the exchange bank to get out of town , pledged his gold tipped walking stick. The bank foreclosed soon after Hoyle left for Colorado then New York city.
The Hoyle house stands to thus day. Dear kind reader, The authors hope this story will provide more insight into previously reported explanations on the Hoyle house and the towns leaders thoughts and plans. While the story is from the authors imagination, it is well researched. We do trust it can add depth to the kind of day to day living in White Oaks.
The Cabinet Card below was taken by Max Koch of White Oaks New Mexico. This Cabinet card was found in my mother’s genealogy. So must either be a Queen or a Lee.. I’m sure it’s not the Queens, so must be one of the Lee children between Max Koch’s time in White Oaks between 1895 and 1903
Backside hard to read
Darkened Image to help make out the words, but still cant. If anyone can please let me know.. thanks! Just go to the contact page and refer to Cabinet Card Lee’s.
Birth 23 Apr 1867
A’ana, Samoa
Death 13 May 1893 (aged 26)
White Oaks, Lincoln County, New Mexico, USA
Burial Cedarvale Cemetery
White Oaks, Lincoln County, New Mexico, USA
Plot Memorial ID 13930778 ยท View Source
Brother of Mary Lee Queen. Died in South Homestake Mine accident. Father: Captain John Lee, who discovered Lee’s Island in the South Pacific. Mother: Mary Purcel, the granddaughter of King of Samoa, King Mata Afa. Parents settled in White Oaks so Robert and Mary could have a US education
Name:
Robert Edward Lee
Gender:
Male
Birth Date:
23 Apr 1867
Birth Place:
A’ana, Samoa
Death Date:
13 May 1893
Death Place:
White Oaks, Lincoln County, New Mexico, United States of America
Cemetery:
Cedarvale Cemetery
Burial or Cremation Place:
White Oaks, Lincoln County, New Mexico, United States of America
Has Bio?:
Y
Father:
John Pearson Lee
Mother:
Mary Magdalena Lee
Spouse:
Zanie Paulina Patrick
Children:
Robert Edward LeeNettie Jeanette HendersonMary Zenia LeeFaye Amy Kinslow
Corp Joseph Biggs
Birth 1839
Death 24 Jun 1901 (aged 61โ62)
Burial Cedarvale Cemetery
White Oaks, Lincoln County, New Mexico, USA
Plot: Row H – Northside
Member of Kearney Post No. 10, Grand Army of the Republic, White Oaks. Civil War service in the following engagements: Nashville; Stones River; Chickamauga; Atlanta Campaign; Sherman’s March to the Sea; and Carolinas Campaign.
Buried 24 Jun 1901. Died at age 62 years, 2 months, and 13 days of stomach cancer
View looking South in picture above Press Image to see Lot location
The above picture is the showing Mary Biggs Queen and Forrest Queen
Theses 2 photographs, may be 2 different locations, one for the blacksmith shop and other home. Notice School in background. It’s the side view because only showing 4 windows. the viewer is looking Eastward. See remains of the above Blacksmith Shop on White Oaks Ave
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Joseph Biggs was a resident of White Oaks, New Mexico in the late 19th century. Here are the key details about him from the search results:
He died on June 24, 1901 at the age of 61-62 and was buried in the Cedarvale Cemetery in White Oaks, Lincoln County, New Mexico in Row H on the Northside1.
He served in the Union Army during the Civil War
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He worked as a blacksmith in White Oaks
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Family
His wife was named Maria S. Biggs, born on November 27, 1839. She died on October 21, 1917 and was also buried in the Cedarvale Cemetery in White Oaks4.
Other Mentions
The White Oaks Eagle newspaper from November 14, 1895 mentioned that “Joe Biggs has an adobe addition to his residence”2.
His name appeared in a list of students in the White Oaks Eagle from September 4, 1902, suggesting he may have had children attending school there5.
In summary, Joseph Biggs was a Civil War veteran who settled in White Oaks, New Mexico after the war, working as a blacksmith and raising a family with his wife Maria until his death in 1901 at age 61-621
From 9 13 1880 till 1 15 1887 Adna Lamson appointed Postmaster 1880 was involved in several mining transactions. He was an agent or witness in these transactions, not a producer or operator. In 1900 he is a widower, in Colorado working as a miner age 47.
Sept 30th, 1881 Baxter mine and Winters issued deed Baxter Mountain Gold Mining Company 18810252
Consolidating Baxter Mine. Homestake by Baxter Mountain Gold Mining company not filed until 18831018
Sept 21, 1886 Baxter Mountain Gold Mining Company issues deed to John G Baker, Francis N Buck and Henry F Dure 188610790 1880 census shows: Baker was 43 married, servants, owned fine leather factory (Morocco) supply to fine shoe makers. Buck was 35 single living with his mom and siblings, servants, phosphate manufacturers conglomerate, and Dure was 51 married, servants, owned largest rail car manufacturer in country. All three were living in Wilmington Delaware
07 01 1907 William Watson purchases the Homestake mine and mill at sheriffs sale 190710242 (show clipping)
Baxter mountain gold mining company
The las Vegas morning Gazette reported incorporated 3 25 1881 : John B Reno, Paschal R Smith, C. Monjean, and Abe Spiegelberg Were the officers. ( show clipping) This company consolidated the various claims into a mine that could be developed. Early mining at Homestake were placed operations until the Baxter company arrived. Several interesting points were discussed in researching this page. From 9 30 1881 till 1907 North and South homestake were owned by people not in white oaks whom never owned any other property in the town other than the mine. No reference is made by any white oaks newspaper regarding these remote owners or the sales between them. Only one Baxter Mountain Gold Mining Company officer can be found in the 1880 census, odd. Spiegelberg was connected to both the first and the 2nd national banks in las Vegas Reynolds and Zollars were involved as well. The only benefits the town received were paid wages to the miners and the supplies, repair and freight services the mine required Baxter Mountain Gold Mining Company sold out In 1886 to three heavy weighs from Wilmington Delaware, whom oversaw the main production years. John G Baker, Francis N Buck and and Henry F Dure Were the owners. None had any other property owned in Lincoln county. George dure. Frank’s son was reported in White Oaks in 1884 most likely doing research. They sold off a few unprofitable mines but eventually allowed the main mines to be auctioned off in 1907. Then Jackson, Lane and Queens held title until 1912 when the queens took over and continued till the 1950s
Other lost to time mines and claims in the white oaks mining district that have deed transfers
Winters homestake, Little daisy, Absinthe, Canadian, Hell’s 1/2 acre, Holy terror, Keystone, Iron grit, Golden eagle, Exchange, Short and sweet, Clay quartz, Perea lode, Wilson Homestake, La Minera del las cruces, Legal tender, Old dad, Red chief, Red dick, Alice brinkman, Big fortune, Plate verse, Old cash triangle, Red cloud, Little chief, Little mac extension, Sinclair claim, and Wheel of fortune
It should be noted, none of these became a successful endeavor. Eli had been living in Topeka KS, single, living with a roommate in a rented house , 23 years old a lawyer. The 1880 census shows his father Hayes Chandler ( 1820-1886) living in Wilmington Delaware working as a land lending agent. His son Howard Lincoln Chandler ( b1859-1926) lived at home working as a private banker. They lived in the general area with John Baker, Francis Buck and Henry Dore. (The three men whom did profit from north and south homestake mining activity)
It’s no coincidence Eli Chandler ended up in White oaks as his family was involved with the heavy duty partners from Wilmington that eventually did succeed in White Oaks. Eli had two brothers Amon (1860-1861) and Eugene (1872-1874) whom died in infancy and one Simon whom cramped while swimming in 1875 in Wilmington and drowned age 14. Eli and family announced the creation of a bank in White Oaks which was announced in the newspaper, it was chartered, later newspaper articles state it went broke prior to 1883.
The authors have not found any deed issued to build a bank, nor period advertising. nor published condition reports which were required then. Nor was the bank involved in any lending requiring deeds. The question is whether or not Eli actually did operate the first bank in town or did it ever exist. Once proof either way is found. The result will be included here.
Newspaper articles regarding Eli installation of equipment and mill operation are seen.
08 11 1881 Eli purchases
Prescott lode
Large Hope’s lode
Oro cash triangle
Red cloud mining claim
05 18 1883
Purchases
Copper king
Copper Queen
Consolidated mine
02 13 1884
Purchases Helpingstine mine Runs out of money to make payroll, cedes control to George Dore whom is in residence by mid 1884 , son of Henry of Willingham Delaware. It was all over for the young lawyer in White Oaks. He is next seen in 1900 census working as a lawyer in Atlantic City in a rent house with his wife and children. His brother Howard is in Philadelphia in a rent house with his wife and children working as a stock broker. Their fathers money lost in white oaks
In 1880 Visit White Oaks N.M., after leaving Judge Beans place , we wander out West. By per chance we ride up to a town called Roswell New Mexico. It’s sitting out in the sparce desert, flat from horizon to horizon, mesquite bushes and various kinds of cactus seems to be all that can survive , a few tufts of prairie grass are scattered about. We hear tell of a new town springing up , West , in the mountains, due to a gold strike. Steve and Rob don’t give a hoot about gold mining, it’s too much work and at best all you have gained is money. and we don’t care much about that, and you can work yourself into a everlasting hole or worse, get stoved up. Adventure however, has a strong pull on us both so we decide to head over and give some town called White Oaks a look. Arrived from the East after several days riding through a real forest, in small mountains, first time we had seen this type ground in many years. Over time Rob and Steve had adapted to the desert life , about as good as a roadrunner bird or a coyote, so this land here was a welcome change.
Sitting on the boys , looking to the East , in a gentle wide valley we spy White Oaks, or more exactly the start of White Oaks. One dirt road comes off the trail we are on, and heads west to who knows where both sides of the road have wood plank. Log , adobe or canvas structures scattered about to the South are scattered dwellings, bunk houses and the like all of not permanent construction. To the North , smoke and steam drift into the clear blue sky , indicating the mining operations going on there. People are about , see no fancy rigs , few wagons, mules and horses rule. No carriages. Rob checks his watch , at 1 37 pm Monday June 14, 1880 , we ride down to white oaks proper for the first time. We set up shop in a tent amongst the miners and the visit begins.
Over the next few days we come across the Taliaferro, Watson. Hewitt, Lacey. Dr lane, Starr, Sweet, Redman, Slack, Lyman, Tillotson, Longmont, Wells, Helphingstine, Hargrave, and Tomlinson bunches, all it turns out staved till the end of the town. Cohen ,the first merchant came and went , but at that time he indeed was a brave man. All told about 300 or so souls resided there, mostly looking for their fortune. Its told , last year two wandering prospectors Baxter and winters discovered a gold vein outcropping, filed claims, sold out and left the area. The core people had plans to construct a right proper. Civilized town here and turns out that is exactly what they did do.
Captain John Lee had been writing to family in the States he was planning to sell his coconut plantations, sailing ship and move his family over to the mid West via San Francisco Port to allow his kids to get a better education than could be obtained in Samoa. Steve’s group. The Queens up in Colorado also were looking for a new place to settle down long term in , Robs bunch. The Coopers in Fannin tx also had been writing looking to head West to start a cattle ranch. After a week or so of investigation, Steve and Rob send out letters to them all , recommending White Oaks as a possible new place. Within 5 years all three families did in fact move to White Oaks, more than 30 all told, they stayed till the end and beyond.
The cemetery in White Oaks is full of these three family groups and their descendants. Whenever the authors and the boys check out , somehow they will all on June end up there as well. Around the end of June 1880 Rob and Steve continue wandering West and end up a few hundred miles further West in Pines Alto’s And the Buckhorn
Rob, Steve and Riann decided the end of the town should be a happy one , so they set in motion plans to have the biggest, happiest. wildest, most ridiculous gala that anyone had ever seen in the territory, later it became known to history as the “Great Celebration Gala” since any one attending the three day extravaganza felt like they had one. Families Attending were Hewitt (the man of honor)Watson and Hoyle (came back from Colorado just for the gala) Lee and the Queens, Cooper and Woods, Hightower and the Warden bunch from Ancho, Ziegler, Dr Lane and Paden John Wesley Hardin, Kempton, Tom Horn, Charley Siringo, Ah nu, Stewart, Ridgeway, Ruisdael, Weed over from Santa Fe, Gumm family, Daniel and Bill from Pinos Alto’s Our 25 member crew from the emporium in Las Vegas Baby doe and Rose Marie Echo silver dollar tabor down from Leadville Colorado Mayer ,parker, Leslie Brown, Chew (up from el Paso)Grumbles (up from el Paso)McDonald (down from Santa Fe) Barber Jackson, Bonnell heirs, Treat, Koch (over from Alamogordo) he kindly produced cabinet cards and town pics to be included in a remembrance book to be given to each person who was there Guebara, brothers. Schisner, Ozanne, Taliaferro arrive.
Thursday may 17 1906. Get situated all abandoned homes available Mild meet and greet , bbq buffet at Bonnell hall. Methodist church service for those inclined Everything free at little casino for the entire event
Friday may 18 1906 Breakfast buffet Bonnell hall, Gar hosted cemetery visit and remembrance, Stroll through town walk ,speeches, Picture taking, Bag lunch, Horse races and rodeo at Padens racetrack ,Picnic style dinner Campfires, visiting.
Sat May 19 1906 Breakfast buffet Bonnell hall, Mine visit, trips around the area, visiting with old pals Children’s programs ,free dental and medical service for whom ever desire such, Baseball game, Grand ball in and outside Bonnell hall, Orchestra ,Japanese lanterns, bunting, Overhead streamers, open bar. Punch Roast beef, pork, chicken, and Turkey dinner.
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. .Sunday may 20 1906 Sober up Outdoor church service Each person receives a custom $20 gold piece stamped White Oaks New Mexico 1879-1906 gone but not forgotten. Most people agreed, this was the way to say goodbye.
Even though most people involved with white oaks suffered economic or personal hardships there, a lingering sweet air of the kindness, civility, sense of belonging, law and order that was there in the best times easily outweighed the bad times. Steve and I stayed at the emporium, went to visit sis often ,she up our way often as well. In Nov 1918 the Spanish influenza ripped thru and killed many including Effie Cooper wood who was Rains sister by friendship. Sis started questioning her religion and pretty much was like “what in the hell am I doing?” It made us sad to see her sad and it went on for some time We left a note on her favorite chair that read “that is enough of that” and waited outside Jedd saddled , she made arrangements on the sanctuary (gave it to Jackson) Got on Jedd and without a word we three headed to Denver. After 2 months r&r at the Brown Palace Hotel in Denver ,on to San Francisco, up to Yukon territory, cross country on train to New York City and on the boys down the coast we three set up shop in central Florida where we still are in 2019. We never went back to white oaks until 1982 we are planning to go back in 2020. It still had that sweet air about it even though the people now living there knew nothing about the past nor did they give a damn.
Click clack, all in cattle car again heading due North. Boys look like they are having a great adventure. Just like we both feel. Doors open wide on the car scrub desert in all directions as far as you can see ,sharp bright blue sky a few wispy clouds way up there. Mulling over the el Paso visit one thing stood out the Asarco smelter.
White oaks in 1885 was the biggest thing in Lincoln county , their view and rightfully so was the ore timber coal and granite in white oaks would be of great desirability to El Paso. After seeing Asarco first hand, it was obvious they did not give a hoot about what some piss ant town up the road was doing and actually probably refining the ore from white oaks was a hindrance to their copper processing. That difference in viewpoint did not bode well for our kin folk up in White Oaks. Given we are not in the changing history business we just keep these kind of thoughts between us two and the boys. We keep no secrets from Petey and Sheba.
175 odd miles later and at dawn or so the day after we left El Paso has us exiting the car with the boys in the railroad company town of Carthage New Mexico the whole idea here was to mine the coal the railroad required and load out the coal, period. Sure freight handing for the public was done it just was not a priority. Ore handing was also second priority the men in that town were first to work the coal and they were paid on that basis. Everything in that town was owned and operated by the railroad, the cafรฉ, store, hotel (more like a bunkhouse,) everything.
The was no saloon , bawdy house not even a church. The company preferred to be paid with script as it doubled their profits if someone paid in gold the price of service or merchandise was about 50% higher. Obviously, not our kind a place. Our shopping spree items were unloaded on the platform. Fortunately the ice was under a tin roof most of the rest out in the sun. Nothing else was unloaded and no passengers got off. A Teamster pulls up in a two horse rig and asks us if we need his services, he knows we are headed to White Oaks since he does not know us and there is no other destination around. It’s a tad over 73 miles to White Oaks if you use the trail cross country that is used to haul ore from White Oaks to this here rail head. Loaded wagons cover 17 miles a day and there are three line shack camps on the way from Carthage to white oaks each camp has water ,feed and a post corral and line shack.
One never knows whom they may be bunking with on this trail. The Teamster tells us its $5 a hundred weight if it’s a deadhead trip $2.50 if he has a return load. Let’s figure ok $5 a hundred weight deadhead. We have say 4,000 pounds 40 hundred weight that’s $200 ($5,600) in today’s money. The Teamster adds it’s a take it or leave it deal. Steve responded “looks like you have been drinking your bath water, friend” Thus ends our conversation. We would Rather give all our goods to the Indians (except the tea set) than get bred without even a kiss.
Steve sets up shop on the platform to look over our things basically because no one in their right mind is gonna bother him, Steve keeps the sawed off , I take the telescope. Me and Petey head out east on the ore trail by ourselves hoping to come across an incoming, friendly ore wagon from White Oaks. In 2019, I bet there are maybe 1 in ten thousand people that would take off alone , in the desert , in the middle of nowhere, on a horse ,no cell phone, internet, no call 911 (help me, help me) No police, no map, no GPS. No trail mix ,no energy drink, no first aide kit ,no EMS, and not knowing how far you are going or whom you may come across. By 2019, the average man has become a girly girl sissy , consumed by concerns that don’t mean a damn ,afraid ,actually of being a man.
I don’t give a thought about any of that crap as I head out just me and Petey, heading straight into God knows where ,its simply what needs to be done. The trail is rutted down 6 inches into the caliche. Lush vegetation is on both sides owing to the fertilizer left by the teams pulling ore wagons from both Homestake mines for 6 years . You can still see this trail on google earth today. After a while I stop. Stroke Petey mane tell him he is a good boy , take out the telescope for a look around 360 in this situation it’s best to know what or whom is around you . I see not a thing ,nudge Pete and continue. Most people think a lone rider out here is easy prey but if that rider knew what he was doing ,best to stay clear of him .I’m not telling whoppers I know what I’m doing.
Pete and I keep on chugging along till it’s about dusk made about 17 miles I figure ,we come across the line shack camp. Its deserted, dark silent ,there is a chill in the air , it’s like that out here, hot as hell in the day chilly at night. Water Petey , unload him, affix his oat bag and bring him inside the line shack with me. I Start a coal fire, light the lantern ,biscuits and jerky, bust head, cigs then asleep on the dirt floor, Petey is already asleep over in the corner.
Back in Carthage Steve stays near the platform. Pretty much doing the same thing as me, just not riding. By 8 o’clock, the town is dark not a light anywhere ,not a sound even though he is in a town might as well be out here with me. Sometime later Steve (sleeping with one eye open) feels the presence of some body or something near him. Pulls back both hammers on the sawed off and sees two fellas scurrying off into the darkness. Dear reader, would you rather be in my situation that night or Steve’s? Probably neither if truth were known.
At dawn Petey and me mount up, take a look around with the telescope (still nothing) and continue East . About 7 miles out I see a dust trail up ahead. Through the telescope it’s an ore team but is it another Teamster from Carthage or friends from white oaks? I fire a shot from my .44 model 73 into the air to make the ore team aware I’m out here Petey does not flinch he has heard that sound many times I hear their return fire . Petey and I sit there on the side of the trail until the ore train gets to us. It’s a ten horse rig pulling two ore wagons loaded. Three men riding on the seat of the first wagon three more riding on the seat of the second wagon . It’s a Mayer team from White Oaks, I don’t know who 5 of them are but I recognize Edward Queen one of Steve’s kin even though I have not seen him for 5 years.
Rob, he yells ,we knew you would come where is Uncle Steve? He’s back yonder ,sitting up I imagine. It’s all handshakes and smiles the decision is made to push on the 25 miles or so to Carthage and forget the last line camp. My pocket watch shows we arrive back in the totality dark town of Carthage at 11:45pm.
Steve had heard someone coming and was standing on the platform, the sawed off in his left hand pointing down . Once everyone can see in the moonlight whom everyone is , then it’s all shakes. Smiles and non stop yacking. They have to meet with the railroad people to load the ore and go over the paperwork in the morning otherwise we would have loaded our stuff and left right now ,god forsaken dang place
Lots of miles traveled today so we just shut it down and wait for the morning ,everyone falls asleep around the platform straight away. Biscuit jerky and coffee passed around our group as the sun comes up. Ore wagons are pulled next to the rail car, doors opened and the 8 of us begin the transfer of 11,000 pounds of ore concentrate in tagged 50 pound burlap bags. An inventory of tag numbers is created by the conductor that will accompany the ore to Asarco smelter in El Paso. Assay reports, payment instructions and yield estimates are given to the conductor in a mail pouch.
Listening to the conversations this is an important shipment. The Homestake mine purchased 80,000 pounds of new processing equipment a roll crusher, a classifier. Tables for using quick silver to form a gold concentration. Loosing 40% of gold by simply running through a stamp mill was not acceptable. The newspaper reported all of the above. If it all is successful the finished gold will cost less to ship and smelter as well as extraction improvements. The expectation for this load is a yield if 10 oz per 50 lbs bag. $190 a bag $41,800 total $1,174,400 in today’s money.
If confirmed by the smelter all ore will be processed in this manner and a load like this will be shipped once a month. Too bad I figure they ran the old method for 5 years a pity actually. Transit insurance is provided by wells Fargo and they have an armed guard travelling In the locked rail car. All our things are quickly loaded into the empty ore wagons and head East. Carthage and all their coal obsessions fade from sight. On the fourth day of our trip we will be in White Oaks.
Carthage, New Mexico was a once-thriving coal mining town that has since become a ghost town. According to the search results:
Carthage was the site of the first coal mine in New Mexico, established in the early 1860s by the U.S. Army.3 The Carthage Coal Company later operated mines in the area.2
In 1918, a coal dust explosion struck Carthage, causing significant damage.1 Over time, the town’s mines and structures were abandoned and Carthage became a ghost town.12
Today, little remains of Carthage besides scattered stone foundations, sealed mine entrances, and piles of broken glass.1 The exact location where Carthage once stood is now difficult to pinpoint.1
Nearby towns like Tokay and Frailey, which were also involved in the coal mining industry, have suffered a similar fate and are now largely abandoned as well.1
The Carthage coal field produced around 2.23 million tons of coal between 1897 and 1944, despite its limited geographic extent and complex geology.2 The coal’s quality and proximity to rail transportation and markets allowed for its development.2
In summary, Carthage was an important early coal mining town in New Mexico that ultimately succumbed to abandonment, leaving behind only scattered remnants of its former existence.1 2 3
Here are all the website links provided in the search results:
Birth 27 Nov 1835 Edinburgh, City of Edinburgh, Scotland Death 29 Aug 1919 (aged 83) Douglas, Cochise County, Arizona, USA Burial Calvary Cemetery Douglas, Cochise County, Arizona, USA Memorial ID 102682748 ยท View Source
In 1861 John, 23 and Mary Magdaline Purcell 18 , where Married. My Great ,Great, Grandparents. John Lee, born on November 27, 1838 in Scotland, to his Father James Lee and Mother May Pearson Lee. John had two sisters and two brothers, Mary Ann 1840, Jeannette 1845, Robert,1848 and James, 1859.
At age 20 John managed to buy his own Trading Vessel , a sailing ship called the Yankee Clipper. This ship was not a steamship , But a sail ship. On one of his trips Capt. John discovered a small Island which he named after himself, Lee’s Island. Capt. John Sailed his Yankee Clipper to the Pacific Islands in the late 1800″s Trading with the natives for copra (dried coconut meat) and hemp which he then sold in Sidney, Australia. In his routes, he visited many ports of the Samoan Islands of Upolu, Savai’i and Tutuila and the important port of Pago Pago.
John soon bought his own coconut plantation and opened up a store at Apia on the gateway island of Upolu. He also at Pago Pago, bought a large piece of land in which included a navel base in modern times. On this land he built another store and stocked it with goods. Capt. John Loved Samoa and his favorite poem was written by Robert Louis Stevenson. Fair Isle at Sea–thy lovely name Soft in my ear like music came. That sea I loved , and once or twice I touched at isles of Paradise. Granddaughter of the king of Samoa, Mary Magdaline Purcell, Samoan Princess, was born August 18, 1843 to Ned William Purcell and Salaevalu Si ‘ ilateamai Mata ‘ afa ( or Ruth Hanna Mata ‘ afa, her English name). Hanna’s Father was Luteru Si ‘ ilatamai ( King Mata ‘ afa).
Mary had three Brothers William : Edward : and Sam Purcell. In 1861 Capt. John Lee married Mary Magdaline Purcell. John 23, and Mary 18. They had 11 children. Nine children were born in Samoa: Edward, [ Ned ]11/02/1862 at Apia on Upolu : John, 1/18/1865 on Savai ‘ i : and Robert, 4/23/1867 also on Savai ‘ i. then on the eastern end of the island of Upolu, at Aleipata was , Mary Annie, 4/13/1869 : George, 12/23/1870 : Isabella, 4/29/1873 , : Elizabeth, 12/18/1875, : and Ellen [ sic] , 3/22/1878. : the latter three girls died young ,then, James [ JIM]8/30/1879 he was the last child born in the islands.
In the United States at Kinney County of Southwest Texas May-lee-queen was born 6/01/1882 and Jeanette Always called Nettie was born 1/19/1884. Edward [ Ned ] Lee Mriried Addline Cox of Kinney County in Texas, John lee married they had 10 children William, John, Sarah, Eliza, Mary, Fred, Robert, Bulah ,Lillie, and Emma. John Lee married Hester Cox on March 1886. they had seven children. Joe at Brackettville 12/1886 , then Mary Magdaline 2/13/1889 in white Oaks, Nathan , 12/05/1889 , George on 3/07/1892 , Nellie on 7/31/1895 , Maude on 10/05/1898 and Polly on 09/03/1900
From the book: Gold-Mining Boomtown: By Roberta Key Haldane
it states on page 152, “she also packed several keepsakes of her Samoan heritage. One, a rush basket, had been woven for her by her mother, Hanna. Another was a Samoan war club called a talavalu or lapalapa, there was also a cloth many feet long and folded accordion-fashion made of beaten plant fiber from the inner bark of the paper mulberry and painted with beautiful designs.” Link to Source I have the war club, and another lady in Washington has the basket, but I don’t know where the decorative cloth is located.
Please help me locate the cloth and maybe we can bring them all together again after 150 years. White Oaks New Mexico Miners Museum. Susan Gerke manager.. The best story I can find so far history-of-john Lee Please contact me via email or see my Facebook page and message me thanks Steve
Elizabeth last name on census spelled Reed Born nm 1886 died 1941
Father James Reid age 52 born in England in 1848 died 1924 Gold Miner Mother Marion Reed age 46 born in Missouri in 1857 died in 1916 Brother Harry J born in new Mexico 1891 age 9 at the 1900 census no death record Brother Frank s born in New Mexico 1893 age 7 no death record Brother Marion born 1896 nm age 4 no death record
Live next door to erastus Parker family and George Pritchard family they’re down the street from Ed and George Queen family