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[From Third Biennial Report of the Nevada Historical Society, State Printing Office, Carson City: 1913, pp. 95-107.]
THE REIGN OF VIOLENCE IN EL DORADO CANYON _____ From manuscript furnished by JOHN L. RIGGS[1] of Chloride, Ariz., March 18, 1912. Introduction written by the Secretary and manuscript edited by her. In the southernmost part of Nevada is a tract of country, which, from the standpoint of physiography, belongs to Arizona and southern California rather than to the Battle-Born State. Forming a part of the drainage basin of the Colorado, it faces toward the south rather than toward the north; its climate is semitropical, for its latitude is that of northern Africa and Sicily, and its altitude is not such as to negative this approach to the equator, for it lies on the outer edge of the Great Basin where the latter slopes down to the sea and seemingly seeks to compensate for its upward flights in Oregon and northern Nevada by such depressions as Death and Coahuila Valleys. Desert in character, for it lies to the leeward of a great range of mountains which prevents the moisture of the Pacific from precipitating itself to the eastward, its products are those of the semitropical desert—the cactus, the horned toad, the lizard and the rattlesnake—save where the mountain streams and the tributaries of the Colorado, or, in these latter days, the artesian wells, have made possible the cultivation of the vine and the olive and other semitropical fruits. In history, also, this section of Nevada has been linked to the south and not to the north, for in the days of the Spanish explorations the routes which tapped the apex of the State from the southwest led away to the east across southern Utah, and the north remained still a terra incognito. And so thorough was the application of the physiographic law that a river is not a barrier or scientific boundary that when the Mexican Cession was parceled out into States and Territories both banks of the Colorado in longitude 115° fell to Arizona. Thus Octavo [sic] D. Gass of Las Vegas (Nevada) sat twice as a representative of Paiute County, Arizona, in the Arizona Legislature, while the Legislature still convened at Prescott instead of at Tucson. Not until 1866 was the State of Nevada extended to the southward so as to obtain an outlet upon the Colorado and to give to this Commonwealth an additional tract of territory for agricultural purposes, and for mining.[2] But the mines of the south owed their origin to another and an earlier source than did those of northern Nevada. Worked first by the more highly civilized Indians of the south, they were probably utilized again by the Spanish explorers, and still later by the Mormon emigrants on their way to southern California. In the later epoch when prospecting [95] [96] NEVADA HISTORICAL SOCIETY 97 and mining became more general and Nevada gained fame because of the Comstock Bonanza the mines of the south were worked continuously, but, unlike those of Austin, Eureka and White Pine, they were isolated and comparatively unknown. Miles of desert country, untapped by the railroad, intervened and made communication difficult, and the inhabitants of the two sections remained strangers to each other in thought and feeling, even as they were in a physical way. [3]While thus in its many phases the life of the newly acquired territory was so divergent from that which centered about the Comstock, there was not lacking the universal characteristics of the mining camp and of the 98 THIRD BIENNIAL REPORT frontier. Always the settlement was in advance of organized government and the reign of feud preceded that of law. Crimes of lust, of violence and greed were not uncommon, and vengeance when meted out at all was speedy and severe. It is of this lawless regime that the present paper especially treats—a chance chapter in that large volume some day to be compiled as a chronicle of the days when the earnest but often unfruitful striving was upwards and onwards away from violence and bloodshed to the peaceful life of the settled and law-abiding community. [4]__________ The mining camp of El Dorado Canyon is located about fifty miles below old Callville, at which latter place the Colorado turns east at the "Big Bend" and where the Grand Canyon begins. Today the road winds down from the desert beyond Searchlight through a cleft in the steep mountain wall until at the mouth of the canyon it comes out upon a rushing mighty river which could hold within its banks the combined streams of Nevada. As early as 1861 [5] these mines were known to Americans. In that year were discovered the two important locations known respectively as the " Techatticup"[6] and the "Queen City; or, as later designated," The Savage."But not until 1863 did they excite interest, and then because of the prospecting done by the California Volunteers, Capt. Chas. Atchinson, Company I of the Fourth Regiment of Infantry, which was stationed at Fort Mohave. The company consisted largely of miners and in scouting they overlooked nothing. [7] Neither were their finds confined to El Dorado Canyon. Mohave County, Arizona, was thoroughly explored, and Stockton Hill, Cerbat, and Chloride in the Cerbat Mountains, and Oatman, Gold Roads and Secret Pass in the River Range near the Old Post were discovered about this time.In consequence of the many discoveries a little mill was erected at El Dorado Canyon in 1865 or 1866, [8] but it was very defective and unsatisfactory. About 1870 a new mill was built by the El Dorado Mining Company, and this was really the beginning of successful operations in the district. This El Dorado Mining Company consisted of John Nash, who took over the property in 1870, and his later associates,NEVADA HISTORICAL SOCIETY 99 one of whom was his brother-in-law, Mr. Davis, a practical mill man, and familiarly known as "Old Man" Davis; to distinguish him from his son, Percy W., who came in later. Another partner was a Mr. Fuller, who was persuaded by Davis to sell his farm in the East to provide money for building the new mill. Together Davis and Fuller erected the mill and took a small interest in the mine to recompense them for the outlay of time and money. At this date the El Dorado Company owned only the Techatticup mine. The Queen City was a vein that converged upon and diverged from the Techatticup. While not a parallel vein, yet its ore bodies occurred opposite those in the Techatticup as if a parallel had dipped into the Techatticup at a greater depth. Up to 1872 the Queen City was owned and worked by Senator George Hearst of California. In 1879 a Minneapolis company took over the property of the El Dorado Company under the new name of the Southwestern Mining Company. The first superintendent, R. G. Knox, was superseded in the spring of 1880 by W. S. Mills who held the position for some years [9] until it was transferred to Mr. Wharton, now deceased.[10] In taking over100 THIRD BIENNIAL REPORT the property of the El Dorado Company the Southwestern Company assumed the debts of the former and eventually paid them off at 50 to 75 cents on the dollar. With regard to the location of new mines in the district, it may be said that up to 1880 no mines had been found except in the immediate vicinity of the Techatticup and the Savage, and no attempt has been made to operate elsewhere. Up to that time in all that part of the mineral belt lying south to west of the old mines and familiarly known as Knolb Hill there was not a sign of a man's breaking rock on any paying claim, nor had a location ever been made in that region. The formation was radically different from that around the old company's mines and hence was considered barren. In January, 1880 my brother in-law, Mr. John P. Weaver, [11] found two prospects about five miles southwest of the Techatticup mine. They were small, but showed some good grade ore, and when, on the 1st of February, I, a boy just arrived at 20 years of age, dropped into the camp, Weaver was moving up onto the mountain where my sister and the baby were already. We had been associated together in business before and he now insisted on my taking an interest with him in working the claims. Since water had to be brought in from four miles distant and supplies from ten, the help of a boy was indeed needed. About the last of February while hunting for the burro to "pack water" I discovered the Lone Star mine, from which later on the first shipment of ore from Knolb Hill was made. This ore was "packed" on mules across the desert sixty miles to Ivanpah and was worked in J. A. Bidwell's mill—one and one-half tons carrying $150 silver to the ton. A few days after the discovery of the Lone Star, Mr. Weaver found the Silver Eagle, which we subsequently sold to Wooley, Lund & Judd of St. George, Utah, for $2,500, and the same day Weaver found the Silver Legion, from which considerable value was later taken and which is being worked even now.A couple of weeks after we established our camp on Knolb Hill we were joined by four other men who also built a cabin and established a camp known as the "1880 Camp." The miners who thus joined us were Hans Godfritzen, [12] James Yocum,[13] Hank Parish[14] and Thomas Jennings.[15] Of the six pioneers Weaver and myself alone survive. In 1880 my sister, Mrs. Weaver, was the only white woman in El Dorado Canyon.[16] In February, Mrs. Ned Menly arrived, and in March, Mrs. Charles Ely, wife of the son of Ely of Pioche, arrived.[17]Previous to 1880 all mining in our section had been done through a company, paying cash for day labor. Now, because of the many new discoveries, our settlement was transformed into a "chloride" camp. [18] In the summer of 1880 Andy Fife, ex-Sheriff of Lincoln County, and102 THIRD BIENNIAL REPORT George M. Goodhue brought in a mill and organized the Lincoln Mining Company which was subsequently purchased by Wooley, Lund & Judd in 1881, who in their turn in 1888 sold to the Southwestern Mining Company. [19] The latter built a new and improved style of mill, the one which stands there today.[20] It is a dry crusher, using the old reverberatory roasting process and pan amalgamation without concentrators. Before 1879 the records of production in the district were unreliable but after the Southwestern Company took possession they were more accurate. They show that the Techatticup, Savage and Wall Street, located six miles west of the river, yielded $3,000,000 from ore which was a spar and ran $50 to $100 a ton in gold and silver with no by-products. In the Knolb Hill chloride camp the ores were quartz, free milling, horn silver and chloride, mostly silver values, and ran from 100 to 800 ounces per ton. The formation here was badly faulted by seismotic fracture and owing to the bad and wide faults it w. impossible to follow the veins to any great depth.Such then was the mining district where in early days there was never a Deputy Sheriff nor a Justice of the Peace, nor even a semblance of law—a purely outlaw camp. [21] The mining law, at best, was a vague, iridescent thing, about as open as a sieve; the real issues in equity were usually decided by "Winchester's amendment to the Colt statute"; possession was always nine points of the law and usually all ten of them.In the summer of 1874 John Nash, founder of the El Dorado Company, conceived the idea of "jumping" the Queen City [22] since it was known to be as valuable as the Techatticup itself. On his own responsibility he employed three fighting men to aid him in taking possession of the Queen City.[23] They were promised $5,000 each if they would hold the mine for a certain length of time, which they succeeded in doing. Meantime the owner, Senator George Hearst, sent a man to the mine to perform the annual work. He was run out of the country.[24]As the claim-jumpers are now all dead, I may mention them by name. One was James Harrington, known as little Jimmy, who had three dead men to his credit then and was afterwards sentenced to life imprisonment at Carson City for another murder. The second was William Piette, who called himself "Frenchman." I later became acquainted with his father and sisters in Josephine County, Oregon, and learned their history. The father was a tough, drunken individual with a strain NEVADA HISTORICAL SOCIETY 103 of Indian in the blood; his mother was a full-blooded squaw. The family had come from Kansas, from the neighborhood of the famous murder joint of the "Bender" family. The third of the trio was Jim Jones, a half-breed Cherokee from Pioche. So far as was known the worst that could be said of him was that he had served a year in the Carson State Prison for horse stealing. He was known as a cool, courageous man who would fight with a gun. Harrington was a cold-blooded treacherous man, so dangerous in fact that Nash paid him off according to agreement and he left the country. Then Nash " soft-soaped " Piette, who was by nature a weak sycophant and could be used as a tool for any sort of a purpose—a black-hearted coward who liked to pose as a "bad man" without principle or conscience. Him Nash made mine foreman and paid him in "paper" talk which he never meant to redeem. [25] Next Nash tried to "paper" Jones, but was unsuccessful. The latter said: "I have fulfilled my part of the contract, now you fulfil yours; either pay me cash or I will hang onto my fourth interest in the mine." Then Nash deliberately planned to murder Jones. He first sought to poison the minds of Jones's friends and associates against him, saying among other things that Jones had threatened to poison the drinking water and kill off the entire camp. No calumny was too vile for his use. William Piette, thirsting for the fame of a "bad man," proved to be a good tool. He was delighted to undertake the murder of Jones, although personally he had nothing against him, for they were partners and friends.The trouble began one day at 6 a. m. when the men arose to prepare for breakfast. Jones was performing his morning ablutions in a basin made of half a wooden powder-keg or keeler set against the outer wall of the bunk-house and near the door. Jones had his face in his bands and his eyes were full of water when Piette stepped up behind him and shot him in the back with a Colt revolver, the old cap-and-ball size. Jones seized the keeler in both hands and whirling around, struck Piette full in the face and knocked him down. He then ran into the bunkhouse to get his own revolver, but, being partially stunned by the bullet, he dropped into his bunk while reaching for his gun and was unable to rise to meet Piette who came running in after him. But from the bunk he fired over his left shoulder and shot Piette through the body, not fatally, but so that he fell to the ground. Quickly recovering himself, Piette arose and ran to hide in the kitchen. Jones also arose and ran down the hill about fifty yards to the canvas and brush lean-to where Piette lived with an Indian woman. He was disappointed in not finding his assailant at home, but Piette's loaded Winchester, provided by Nash, lay in the bed. This Jones appropriated and though bleeding profusely so that he left a trail of blood behind him as he ran, he carried the gun to a point above the camp where he could look down upon the boarding-and bunk-houses and hear what was said. Everything down there was excitement and he heard cries of "Kill him!" "Kill him !" Realizing that he had no friends left in the camp he fired a shot into their midst to make them take to cover so that he might start on his flight unobserved; then to elude pursuit he took across the country toward the mill, hoping to find protection there. Soon he saw three armed men running on his track. In a little basin he found a prospect hole about four feet deep; into this he dropped and waited for his 104 THIRD BIENNIAL REPORT pursuers to come up. Tom King, armed with a Winchester like his own, was in the lead. Jones shot him dead. Perry Tuttle also had a rifle and, though retreating, Jones shot at him also but missed him. Tom Johnson was the third man and together with Tuttle he withdrew out of sight behind the hill. Then Jones climbed out of his hole, but one quick glance revealed the fact that the force was returning for a fresh attack, so he confiscated King's rifle and went back to the hole to await developments. No one came in sight, for owing to the nature of the ground, his pursuers could picket all around him from behind a little hill or ridge. Thus was the cordon drawn and the siege established. At the camp all mining operations were suspended and the miners stood guard in relays, awaiting the end. All that day, in the blinding heat, Jones kept under cover and all that night. The next morning he laid his rifles up on top, and with grim determination to open the fight himself he attempted to climb out, but he was so weak that he could not get out; several times that day did he make the attempt, meanwhile hurling defiance at the besiegers. In the evening, tortured with thirst, having given up all hope of succor from the river, he finally put his kerchief on a gun and plead for quarter. Two days and a night of agony did it take to conquer his brave spirit. After obtaining assurance than Jones would not shoot, Tom Johnson slipped his old revolver between his shirts so as to appear unarmed and went to him. Once long afterwards Tom told me of the sight that he then beheld. With bloodshot eyes, cracked and swollen lips and tongue protruding, nearly dead from thirst, Jones could only mumble incoherently, and his last words were: "For God's sake, Tom, get me a drink of water." Truly, he was helpless"'' and beyond fighting. One look satisfied Tom of this, and, flashing his revolver upon him, he shot him in the forehead as he lay there, saying, "Yes, _____ you, I will give you a drink." The men threw about three feet of earth in on top of him and there today rest his bones. With sad thoughts have I more than once gazed into the partly filled hole. As for Tom King, he was buried where he fell, about thirty yards distant, but with a stone to mark his grave. John Nash owned the Queen City. But this is not the end of the story. If ever there was a haunt on this earth, Jim Jones haunted the old Techatticup and Queen City mines. Men who were not of the "seeing kind" saw ghosts there. At one time no man would work alone in the underground places. Each one insisted on a partner, and even then men quit their jobs and left the camp on account of their belief in the ghost. Let me cite one story out of many. The old bunk-house had been turned into a blacksmith shop, and one day just before sundown Tom Johnson, foreman and tool-dresser, was sharpening up steel for the morning, and Jim Roach was blowing and tending the fire, when a man passed by the door. Johnson and Roach both saw him plainly and with one impulse they stepped outside and saw him walking from them to disappear in a tunnel about fifty feet away. Now this tunnel had no outlet. Johnson and Roach, who were no cowards, explored the entire tunnel with lighted candles, but found no one there. Personally I know that tunnel and not even a cap box could have been hidden in it. Both Johnson and Roach felt sure that the man who passed them was Jim Jones whom they had seen dead and buried. After that if Tom Johnson was up at the mine after the sun dropped NEVADA HISTORICAL SOCIETY 105 behind the mountain he said that Jones would appear and walk beside him. This he repeatedly told me. But still he went to his night work for some months until the haunt became too much for him and he left the place forever. [26] In Lane County, Oregon, he married and raised two children, a boy and a girl, but when they were nearly grown, his wife left him, and old and broken-hearted he died alone. Of the other participants in the murder of Jones the story runs thus: Perry Tuttle, horse-thief, was arrested somewhere out towards Utah, together with another man. The Deputy Sheriff, Jim Pierson of Lincoln County, serving under "Fat Mack,"[27] stopped Tuttle's team, took Tuttle and his companion out of the wagon, handcuffed them and shackled them together and then shot them to death. Thus Tuttle "got his."Piette was to figure in still other tragedies. When the great strike known as the "Bridal Chamber" was made, from which subsequently a million dollars was taken, "Old Man Davis," one of the owners, was asked to come up and see it. He rode up on the ore team and in company with Piette looked the mine over. Then Piette insisted upon Davis eating dinner with him instead of going to the company boarding-house. It was a hurried meal as the team was loaded ready to return. On leaving the table Davis mounted the wagon and started home, but in a few minutes became violently ill and died that night in violent spasms, frothing at the mouth, grinding his teeth and lacerating his tongue. Nat Lewis, who acted as physician at the camp, could do nothing for him. The cause of his death was undoubtedly strychnine poisoning. Mr. Fuller, the other partner of Nash's in the mine, at this time had a camp up the river where with some Indians he was taking driftwood out of a large eddy. [28] A few days after the death of Davis, Piette, who had no business on the river, was sent by Nash to cautiously look the situation over. After an inspection of the mill he went in the evening to Fuller's camp and remained over night, then hurried away. That day Fuller, alone with the Indians, died in great agony and, as they described his sufferings, the case was similar to that of Davis. Nash's henchman had adopted a safer plan, with less personal danger, than had been used with Jones. Nash gutted out and appropriated the treasure of the "Bridal Chamber."[29]Soon after this Piette and Hans Godfritzen started a store down at the mill by the river. In those days the freight came from San Francisco by steamer through the Gulf of California and then by river steamer up the Colorado or by freight team three hundred miles by way of San Bernardino. The mercantile business needed both capital and business ability and, as neither Piette nor Godfritzen had much of either, they persuaded one Henry Warren, an experienced merchant, to take an interest with them. Soon Piette, in his swaggering, cowardly way, began to bully Warren, and it appears that in a set-to between them Warren called Piette down and offered to "shoot it out" with him. Then Piette cowered like a whipped cur. Soon after this Warren disappeared and was never heard of again. Piette and Hans spread the story that Warren 106 THIRD BIENNIAL REPORT had taken the firm's spare money and gone to San Bernardino to buy Techatticup stock because of a new strike in that mine. They said had started down the river after dark in a boat, expecting to reach Hardyville in time to catch the stage to San Bernardino. Subsequent inquiry developed no trace of him at Hardyville nor as a passenger on buckboard nor at San Bernardino. He was doubtless murdered by Piette. Soon after the firm closed out their store to the company. [30] This happened during the Nash régime.[31]In 1887, Piette, who had been away since 1880, returned to the canyon but a new era was on and he was now despised for what he really was. He soon tried to play his old role, but without success. Thomas Jennings, a little game Irishman, made him "take water" in a quarrel between them over Piette's squaw. First Jennings came to my camp to warn me to look out for Piette and to say that he could handle the man by himself. Piette's plan was to have a half-breed, whom he had raised and his wife's brother steal Jennings's revolver and then murder him with it. That night Jennings came to his cabin and found that his revolver was missing. He went at once to the river and procured another one. Returning he laid low for a few days until he was forced to go to the river for supplies. Piette's men followed him, but Jennings slapped the face of the half-breed and bluffed both off. Then the two got an Indian boy named Loco drunk and put him up to the murder of Jennings. Loco with a rifle laid for Jennings in the town itself and shot him through. Jennings died in the boat just as he was being landed at Fort Mohave. Within a week afterwards Piette appeared wearing Jennings's revolver, big Russian model, Smith & Wesson—we all knew it at a glance. Not long after my boy friend and partner, Charley (Kid) Garrett slapped Piette's face across a card table and dared him lift a hand, so he could find an excuse to shoot him. Piette begged for his life; meanwhile Charley reviewed the man's crimes to him. I was camping alone on Knolb Hill at the time and carrying my life in my hands. Before I learned of the Garrett episode, one day I met Piette alone in the wash and we had it out; he would only lie like a cur and I could not murder him in cold blood. But he saw that his days would be short if he remained in our community, so he left us forever. [32]A little more of tragedy and I am done. Hank Parish shot at one and the same time over a poker game Jim Greenwald and a colored man named Clark. The latter was shot in the groin, but recovered. Greenwald died from his wound a few months later. Ben Piette; cousin of Bill's, once knocked a man down in the canyon and kicked him to death. Some years ago an Indian named Ahvote killed Charles Nelson, Judge Morton, the company's teamster, Charles Monahan, and another man at Gold Bug Mill, making five men in two days. He was then overtaken and killed. Later still Indian Mouse killed two men NEVADA HISTORICAL SOCIETY 107 above the canyon. He was eventually hunted down and killed. Only a year and a half ago Indian Queo killed several men in the same vicinity. Dr. Gilbert, the watchman at the Gold Bug Mill, was one; Mr. Woodworth at Timber Mountain was another. Still another man was missing and Queo was held responsible. This Indian is still at large, [33] neither was Indian Loco ever apprehended for killing Jennings.But, while the Indian danger still threatens, the days of the pale-face outlaw are forever ended. The vast area known as Lincoln County has at last been subdivided and Las Vegas forms the county-seat of the new division known as Clark County. The administration of justice is thereby brought nearer to El Dorado, and it is to be hoped that in the not far distant future even the Indian will cease to be a terror. [1] Formerly a resident of Pahranagat Valley and of El Dorado Canyon, Nevada. [2] Senate Bill No. 155, concerning the boundaries of the State of Nevada, was introduced by Senator Stewart in the U. S. Senate in the 39th Cong., 1st Sess., and became a law May 5, 1866. Cong. Globe. 39th Cong., 1st Sess., pt. 2, 1386, pt. 3, 2369-70: Mr. G. B. Grinnell of Iowa said: hope we will by all means give Nevada a slice, thus securing more arable land to the State which is well governed and is now yielding a very large revenue to the Government." The same sentiment was expressed by Mr. Ashley of Ohio. With regard to Utah, from whom territory was also taken by this bill, Mr. Ashley of Nevada makes this comparison: "The State of Nevada has not to exceed 50,000 inhabitants while the returns of the collector of internal revenue show that she pays a tax of $286,000. Utah has a population of 80,000 and pays but $41,000 tax. The people of Nevada pay taxes at the rate of $5.70 each, the People of Utah at the rate of 51 cents each, or about one-eleventh as much as the people of Nevada. Let members judge which is of the most benefit to the United States." [3] Cong. Globe, 39th Cong., 1st Sess., pt. 3, 2369-70: Mr. Goodwin, Territorial Delegate from Arizona to the House of Representatives, said, in resisting the passage of the bill "to dismember Arizona": "The first objection to taking this part of Arizona and annexing it to Nevada is this: There is no natural connection between those Territories. This portion of the Territory of Arizona is part of the watershed of the Colorado River. All the streams running through the Territory empty into the Colorado. The people receive their supplies up the Colorado River. The principal mail route into Arizona runs down through a settlement about two hundred miles distant from Prescott, which is the capital of the Territory. All their connections and business are with the Territory of Arizona. Now, if they were annexed to the State of Nevada they would be obliged, in order to reach the capital, either to go round by San Francisco or to go up nearly to the point of the overland mail route before they could get into the route leading to the capital of Nevada. It is separated from that State by a portion of the great desert, which presents an almost impassable barrier. It is so perfectly barren that it is called 'Death Barren.' That forms the boundary between the two." [4] From this point on the story is that told by Mr. Riggs, though revised by the Secretary. [5] Note by Mr. Clark Alvord: "El Dorado Canyon was discovered in 1859. The first ore was found on what is now known as the 'Honest Miner,' owned by the Rand Mining Company. Mr. John Powers, who is still living and who at one time owned the Wall Street mine, told me one evening about 1882 that an outfit of Mexicans of the better class rode up to his camp at Wall Street and asked him if he owned the mine. He replied that he did. They then said that they had a very old map of this country and that the Wall Street was marked on this map. The map was evidently correct, as they had come straight to the mine. They stated that the map had been made very long ago, probably by the early Spaniards. This story indicates that the early Spanish miners passed through El Dorado Canyon and made note of the rich ore bodies located there. Mrs. Helen Stewart of Las Vegas adds the information that the Techatticup and the Gettysburg, which crossed each other, making a multiplication sign, were the first mines patented in the State of Nevada. The Gettysburg mine was the third one patented in the United States. These two mines were the landmarks for all others afterwards located in El Dorado." [6] Note by the Secretary: Name derived from Indian words, hey-wey (come) and te-congah (eat), translated by Mr. Clark Alvord. But the usual explanation is that it means " bread" or " white man's flour," and that an Indian led the prospectors to the place and then asked for " techatticup" or "bread" in return. [7] Mr. Riggs says: "Within 200 yards of my cabin where I pen these lines, they discovered the Silver Hill mine where the Indians in 1863 killed four men who were working in it, or such is the date cut in the headstone over them. This headstone, we know, has been there for at least twenty years, if indeed it was not put there by the soldiers at the time of the burial." [8] Note by the Secretary: This apparently was not the first mill. Mr. Charles Gracey says that a shipment of ore was made to San Francisco in 1861-2, and that the first mill in the canyon was built in 1863 or 1864. This is doubtless the old mill of which Angel speaks (Hist. Nev., 489-90) when he says that the mill was "almost entirely composed of old material and machinery. This was run at intervals for three or four years, after which its capacity was increased by the addition of five stamps and a roasting furnace." The Daily Alta California of May 28, 1866, says: "The Colorado mill is being entirely rebuilt. They [the owners] have already expended $33,000. The Spear Brothers are here, and they inform me that they will start their mill (which is but a few rods from the Colorado) as soon as parties supply them with rock." The Daily Alta California of April 25, 1865, speaks of another and a new mill. A letter to the paper from the Arizona correspondent says: "Upon the prospect of another ten-stamp quartz-mill being completed here in a few days, the hands and enterprising residents of this rich mineral region have entered upon their labors with renewed energy. This new mill above mentioned I visited a few days ago; it is situated on the west bank of the Colorado River, near the mouth of El Dorado Canyon. The mill company is known as the New Era, and the principal owner, Mr. Augustus Spear, informed me that they would be in running operation near the 1st of April, 1865, and that they had a contract to crush a large quantity of ore from the Techatticup mine. The Colorado mill will commence running as soon as the pans arrive, which were to be shipped from San Francisco some three weeks ago. With the starting of the two first-class mills which El Dorado Canyon can boast of, and the prospect of more soon to be erected, we can look to a speedy and profitable development of our mines." [9] Note by the Secretary: Mr. Riggs says that the change occurred in 1885. Others claim that he was in charge till 1894. [10] The property is now a part of the Wharton estate. The manager under Mr. Joseph Wharton was Mr. Chas. Gracey. [11] 'Weaver. who still lives in Searchlight, had been in the country for some years before 1880. In 1874, at the time of the trouble related in this story. he was running a mail line from Hardyville to Pioche. He came to Callville perhaps as early as 1868. He married my sister here in Mohave after finishing his mail contract. El Dorado Canyon was a mail office in those days. Moreover he had been a resident in the canyon for a time before he took the contract, and had first-hand knowledge of affairs there. [12] Was a man of honor, and had no part in the later troubles. [13] Died in Arizona a few years later. [14] Hanged in Ely, Nevada, in 1892 for killing his eighth man. [15] Later killed by Indian Loco in El Dorado Canyon. [16] Subsequently died in Lane County, Oregon. [17] Of the firm of Raymond & Ely of Pioche. See First Biennial Report of Nevada Hist. Soc.. 1907-8, 103 ff. [18] Note by the Secretary: The term "chloride camp" is thus explained by a mining man of the southern country: There is a silver ore, usually of very high grade, in which the silver occurs in the form of a chloride. In the economy of nature rich ore is usually scarce and the chloride veins are often small. Frequently miners through discovery or lease of these small veins arrange to work them carefully and on a small scale without wasting the ore. Thus they make money, whereas by the usual slovenly day's pay methods, the work would not pay expenses. Such miners are called "chloriders" and the work is called "chloriding." A camp where such work is the characteristic one is called a "chloride camp." Gradually, all work for ore on a small scale, even when the metal is gold, lead or copper, has been termed "chloriding." The term is less used now than in former years. [19] During the period of their ownership Wooley, Lund & Judd were represented by Mr. James Cronan. [20] Little has been done on these properties for fourteen years and practically nothing for six years. The old Lincoln County mill has never been rebuilt. [21] Mr. Riggs says: "I think there never was another place where, in proportion to the population, so many murders were committed without the criminals being brought to trial or even apprehended." [22] Secretary's note: The statement is sometimes made that it was Hearst's men who jumped the mine. Mr. Riggs's version is doubtless correct. Mr. Weaver knew at the time the real facts of the case, and one of his mail riders, James Barry, was in the bunk-house when Jones was shot and when Jones in his turn shot Piette, Jones firing over Barry and frightening him so badly that he got his high-heeled boots on in the record time of two minutes. The date of the jumping is in dispute. Mr. Riggs thinks that it was a year or two earlier, but Mr. Weaver gives the beginning of the trouble in 1873 and the killing of Jones in the spring of 1874. [23] In 1887 W. S. Mills told me personally that his company found that they had no title to the Savage mine (Queen City) and were compelled to purchase it from Mr. Hearst's heirs. [24] John Nash was the dictator, center-push, king-pin of the camp. [25] He later received 50 cents on the dollar, as blood money. [26] The story is that after the Southwestern Company took over the property the ghost was never seen or heard of again. [27] "Fat Mack's" theory for petty criminals was: "Kill them off and get rid of them." [28] The principal source of fuel supply for running the mill was the driftwood from the June raise. It was at this season of the year in 1872 or 1873 that Davis died. [29] Thirty years after the death of Davis and Fuller a wash caved down and swept away the cabin in which they had lived, exposing their cache of bullion, their earnings, or whatever it was. A man new to the camp found and kept the $16,000. [30] Godfritzen had lived in terror of Piette. [31] Another time Nash paid a freighter $1,200 for hauling machinery from San Bernardino, but another man with him to Vegas Ranch to drug him and recover the Wells, Fargo & Company certificates, which was done. Then two other employees to whom Nash owed nearly this same amount compelled him to pay them off in this same paper drawn on Pioche. Taking the certificates they made their way to Pioche by a roundabout road through the mountains and when they arrived found that Nash was ahead of them and had stopped payment. They employed a lawyer, and when Nash found that he either had to pay or explain how the certificates came into his possession he decided to pay. [32] He later went to Mexico and was living there with a Mexican wife at Pedros Negros Sinora [sic] when he died ten years ago of pneumonia. [33] This Indian is now supposed to be in hiding on Mt. Newberry near Searchlight, Clark County. Mohave County, Ariz., has a standing offer of $500 reward for his arrest.
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