The Chicken Peddler

The Peddler’s Wagon from Harper’s Weekly in 1868.

I thought I had heard it all until I picked up my copy of Blacklands: Historical Sketches of Hunt County, Texas; stories collected by Jim Conrad during his remarkable career as Archivist at Texas A&M University Commerce. The little book just opened to a piece styled “Chicken Peddler’s Arrival Was a Most Welcome Sight.”

In farming and ranching, whether on a gigantic expansion or simple subsistence farming, the major crops, corn, cotton, and cattle, were the responsibility of men. Women took charge of the house, the vegetable garden, hogs and milk cows and the hen house. Those animals took up little space, in fact chickens feasted on insects to the farmer’s delight.

In any decade between the Civil War and World War II, less than half of the rural residents owned or had access to any means of conveyance. One woman whose husband was a tenant reported she went to town only twice in two years. The knight in shining armor was the chicken peddler.

The appearance of the chicken peddler was a red-letter day for the entire farm family. He usually traveled in a small wagon pulled by mules or a horse. The back of the wagon was loaded with chicken coops, filled with old hens whose laying days were long gone. But those old hens made good chicken and dumplings. He also had such items as fabric for a new dress or shirt for the man, snuff for the women and chewing tobacco for the men. Peppermint candy and chewing gum were favorites of children. Canned goods, cooking supplies, spices, needles and thread were trade items, also.

No money was exchanged. The peddler exchanged goods with the woman for her chickens, eggs, butter, and vegetables. Both seller and buyer noted the transaction in a little notebook. The housewife was delighted with her purchases as were her children and spouse. The peddler whistled as he drove off to sell what he had taken. These went to urban customers, merchants, and even the peddler’s own country store.

Each peddler had his regular route he traveled. In the autumn, after cotton had been picked and money was circulating, traveling medicine men and itinerant peddlers drove rigs loaded with imported good to the farm houses and unrolled their wares of patent medicine, jewelry, Persian rugs and other treasures. As farm prices continued to drop, fewer of these peddlers made their way through farming and ranching lands.

When cotton prices dropped the land owner told his tenants to plant right up to the house he provided them. Of course, the tenant had no choice. By planting that close to the house, there was no room for a chicken yard, pig sty or lot for a milk cow. The diet of the family crumbled leaving malnutrition knocking at the door. You can only image the disastrous lives through the 1920 and thirties for poor farmers and ranchers. But that is several other articles.

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A Few of My Favorite Texas Writers

Two of my very favorite books about Texas. Maybe because they are so true to my family stories. Different genres will be spotlighted in the next article about Texas Literature.

As most of you know, I have been a fan of Texas and Texas Literature all my life. A friend recently asked me what I considered the best Texas fiction and non-fiction. That is truly a personal thing, what I treasure will not be the same books that others enjoy. Because my grandfather was a cattleman, I tend to follow ranchers and cattlemen. Because my other grandparents were offspring of Plain Folks, my interests lie in that genre. Because I have written about Civil War and Reconstruction, I have a great interest there. To get things straight, it isn’t Union or Confederate, but those Loyalists in the South I look at.

So, here’s my take on Texas literature. I absolutely could not tolerate H. W. Brands on the History Channel. But when I met him last fall and heard his talk about Texas history, I changed my mind. Lone Star Nation is an excellent survey of our rich history.

I grew up in Jacksboro where the 6th Cavalry and 10th Cavalry were stationed at Fort Richardson after the Civil War. Allen Lee Hamilton wrote Sentinel of the Southern Plains while David Paul Smith wrote Frontier Defense in the Civil War. Both were relative to my childhood adventures at the Fort and contributed to stories my family told.

My great-grandmother was a child during the days the Comanches and Kiowas roamed the region with intent to frighten the newcomers away. S. C. Gwynne, wrote Empire of the Summer Moon. Dr. Paul Carlson of Texas Tech questioned some of Gwynne’s statements in Myth, Memory, and Massacre, but by and large Gwynne’s book is much more readable than Carlson’s academic piece. I recommend both, though.

Trails to Texas by Terry G. Jordan has been my go-to book for many years. I use it for genealogy, history, and just interesting reading. Jordan was not a historian, but a geographer.

Our own Hunt County native Matt White, instructor at PJC Greenville, researched and wrote Prairie Time. Not really history but more about native plants, it is a great guide to use on a drive or hike across the Blackland Prairie.

It wouldn’t be an accurate appraisal of Texas literature without The Evolution of a State by Noah Smithwick. He was not scholar but wrote a perfect description of early Texas. In the late 1850 he moved to California, not to look for gold, but because he could not tolerate slavery.

Another wonderful account of travel in the Republic of Texas is A Journey Through Texas by Frederick Lawe Olmstead, a gentleman from the Northeast that reported Texas as it was at that time. You may know him as the one who created Central Park in New York City.

Now for some great work by local historians. Thad Sitton and Jim Conrad introduced the world to Freedom Colonies, homes to former slaves after the Civil War. Kyle G. Wilkison followed up with Yeomen, Sharecropper and Socialists – Plain Folks Protest in Texas 1870-1914. Both will open your eyes to conditions believed to be incredible here in Hunt County. Both must reads for everyone.

And there is Worst Hard Times by Timothy Egan. It was part of Ken Burns’ Dust Bowl series. Great research, great writing, and a great amount of tears flow as you read it. Another weather-related book is Through a Night of Horrors by Casey Edwards Greene and Shelly Henley Kelly, both archivists at the Rosenwald Library in Galveston. At the time Shelly was working on this book, I was trying to determine if my great-grandfather was in Galveston during the 1900 hurricane. She wanted to know about an ancestor J. Fred Norsworthy who was the loan officer at Tom King’s bank in Greenville. What was his connection to the King/ Austin drowning?

Shelly couldn’t find my Dr. Matthews in Galveston, but I later found him near Nacogdoches at the same time. I found Norsworthy in Sulphur Springs and later in Tulsa. All very suspicious. But, Through a Night of Horrors is one of the best regarding the Galveston Storm.

I have a lot more on my list. With summer knocking at the door, I will share more of my list for reading in those hot days of July and August. Very little is fiction, but good old Texas stories from the Spanish regime until the 1950s.

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Tea Rooms – Perfect for Women

“Tea Room” Menus from Victoriana Magazine.

There was a time when women could not go out for lunch with female friends. Everywhere she went she needed to have a male escort. But by the early 1900s single women began to look for some sort of career other than teaching, nursing, or secretarial work. Widows, wives wanting to supplement the family income, teachers looking for work during the summer break turned their living room, an old abandoned barn, or even the lovely yard into a delightful tea space.

Imagine after a Sunday afternoon spin in the new little roadster, she and her friends stop at a home with living room converted into a small dining room with two or three tables set for a special meal. Each looks at the neatly hand-lettered little menu with such delights as creamed chicken on toast or nut and jelly sandwich. Maybe a pear and ginger salad. Iced tea or iced coffee, lemonade or grape juice quenched the thirst from the dusty road.

The tea room idea spread across the pond. British and American women were accustomed to feeding people and presiding as hostesses. Except this time, it came with pay. But what spurred on the interest? Simply stated, women had no place to dine out alone or with other females. Women felt comfortable in tea rooms, the fare was much fresher and lighter. Leave the restaurants with heavy meat and potatoes and alcohol to the men.

The temperance movement was a boost for tea rooms. They didn’t rely on alcohol to pay their bills. In fact, in some towns the tea rooms became known as T-rooms, T for Temperance Rooms. They joined soda fountains and cafeterias in a new genre of places to eat but not drink. This was especially strong in the U.K.

Foods served at tea rooms were often cooked at the owner’s home. Water was brought in from the home, also. Yet the labor was not a deterrent, the owner enjoyed cooking for guests, and everyone loved the camaraderie they shared. Haven’t we come a long way?

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Finding New Markets

Cattle drive to California, ca. 1856. (Wikipedia.com)

Last week I wrote about feral cattle in Texas before the Civil War. They were the offspring of Andalusian cattle brought to what today is Mexico by Hernando Cortez in 1521. Gradually the cattle migrated north in search of food, water, and wandering, the inherent trait of cattle.

Early records indicate enterprising Tejano stock raisers trailed cattle along the Opelousas Trail to markets in Louisiana and even across the Mississippi River. Slaughter houses located in Jefferson and Liberty, Texas as well as Shreveport, Opelousas, Fayetteville, and Donaldsonville did booming businesses. In close vicinity of slaughter houses were tanneries, saddle makers and boot makers, as well as canneries. Canning beef was new, and many times too much lead was used. But the hides and tallow from the cattle were also valuable for leather, soap, and candles. Tanneries processed the hides before taking them to saddle makers and boot makers.

Along the Texas coast Charles Morgan and associates developed a special steamship by 1850 that carried cattle and horses to markets in Galveston, Sabine Pass, New Orleans, and Mobile from the Texas port of Indianola. The special ships hugged the shoreline and became known as “sea lions,” or “coasters”. Drovers off-loaded cattle in New Orleans, then loaded them onto riverboats destined for stops at Natchez, Vicksburg, Memphis, and other inland ports before reaching Cairo, Illinois at the confluence of the Ohio and Mississippi River.

Most people are surprised to learn the California Trail was probably the most profitable route for cattle markets. Once news that gold, and ample gold, was to be found in the region of the Sierra Nevada Mountains, Texas cattle raisers started moving herds westward to feed those miners and others fleeing to California. An estimated 300,000 Americans, mostly males, made the arduous journey to the lawless mining towns. And everyone of them enjoyed a good steak when they could get one.

Herds were made up throughout Texas and Louisiana. They moved westward following trails with some grass and water. At times, the heat and threat of nomadic Native Americans forced the cattlemen to bed down the livestock during the daylight and drive in the dark. The drive usually began in the fall, arriving in southern California in time for the winter rains and better grass. There the herds were headed north along the coast to the San Joaquin valley. Large cattle brought about $75 per head while calves sold for $20-30 per head. Of course, payment was made in gold.

A drought in 1856 revitalized the cattle markets in California. Texas herds continued to make the trip through desert conditions. Alfred T. Howell in a letter to his brother in Virginia wrote about cattlemen coming to Greenville to recruit drovers or hands to move cattle westward. Many made the trip, but few returned for a second adventure.

Jim Clymer went to the California gold rush, and being quite successful in mining but also frugal, decided to return to Texas where he purchased several thousand acres including the community of Lane. Some of the land purchased by Clymer was never plowed and continues to this day as native prairie land, known as Clymer Meadow Preserve of the Nature Conservancy of Texas.

When President Abraham Lincoln prohibited all commercial trade with the seceding states in August 1861, cattle drives to California halted. Herds and drovers then headed east for more exciting adventures.

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Two Centuries of Roads

Sign painted on I-49 out of Lafayette, Louisiana, indicating traffic can travel on the shoulder during evacuation. (Wikipedia.com)

Over the years I have written about old roads in Texas and neighboring states. Without a doubt the oldest road to cross the Lone Star State is El Camino Real or as Anglos say, Old San Antonio Road (OSR). Spanish explorers forged this route from Florida to San Diego, the first trans-continental highway in North America. At that time, it crossed the northernmost points of the Spanish Empire.

In the 1830s and 1849s Anglos had taken control of what was Texas, from the Sabine River to the Red, then up to what would become the state of Montana, down to parts of New Mexico from the head of the Rio Grande to its mouth on the Gulf of Mexico. With all that land, Texans believed they needed connections to the U.S. Army across the Red River in Indian Territory. One of the main roads going from Austin to the mouth of Kiamichi River of the Territory made such a connection. Part of the road from the site of the Old Red Courthouse in Dallas to the Red River crossed the northwestern section of Hunt County near present day Webb Hill. Some settlers used that road to enter Texas, but the U. S. Army never came to the rescue of Texans.

Once Anglos became aware of the richness of Texas, roads or trails popped up all over the place. One of the earliest and most dangerous was Trammel’s Trace from St. Louis to Galveston. Gary L. Pinkerton, author of Trammel’s Trace: The First Road to Texas From the North walked most of the trace as it meandered through East Texas. His work is an exceptional piece of history, full of abandoned gold, outlaws, and rowdy inhabitants.

Jefferson, Texas, lies east of Trammel’s Trace. After an attempt to open Great Raft near Shreveport, a town grew on the banks of Big Cypress Bayou where it became a port of entry into the Republic of Texas and the State of Texas. The port brought supplies, such as whiskey to elegant fabrics and furnishings for prominent homes soon built in Northeast Texas. To deliver such goods waggoneers created a west-bound, rough road, dusty in dry weather, muddy when rains came, through forests, water ways, and open prairie. The road became known simply as the Jefferson Road that went all the way to some of the farthest settlements along the Red River, to Dallas and smaller villages. Jefferson Road became the major thoroughfare for the eastern section of the state before and during the Civil War.

By the 1870s residents clamored for railroads to replace those slow, rough roads. Cotton was bringing record prices, the soil in East Texas was perfect, all that was needed was a market. The decade saw railroads spreading out to places like New Orleans and Galveston where the fluffy boles (not white but dirty brown now) were shipped to textile factories in the East and in Europe. With the increase in rail traffic and the introduction of automobiles and trucks, farmers petitioned for roads, eventually those that were paved.

The period from 1910 through 1950s was a boom for roads and motor vehicles. General Dwight D. Eisenhower, as President, pushed for an intercontinental highway network, some with road ways wide enough for airplanes to land during the Cold War. Today the country is a woven mesh of Interstate highways. A new application for these thoroughfares is Hurricane Evacuation Routes.

On a road trip to Lafayette, Louisiana, last weekend I drove and drove and drove on wonderful roads. There was not much traffic, fewer trucks than on some interstates, and no commercial or residential buildings alongside the road. Along the route northward were signs stating, “Hurricane Evacuation Route”. This was Interstate 49 from Shreveport to Lafayette, quite a change since my husband and I made the same trip in 1974. Then the road twisted and turned to pass as many homes as were possible, it was narrow and the speed limit very slow.

I saw the same signs when leaving Beaumont a few years ago. During a storm, all lanes become one-way northbound to safety. Roads in Texas and every other section of our country has seen transportation change in much the same way. What’s next?

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Texas Cattle

Branding Cattle on the Prairies of Texas (Courtesy Library of Congress)

I am having an absolute Writer’s Block right this minute. The deadline is only hours away. I feel like those Parisians just before the guillotine dropped. My mind keeps going to a presentation I will make next Thursday in Lafayette, Louisiana. It’s one of my favorite all-time papers I have ever done. So, please allow me to share parts with you.

In an effort to ease national suffering and mental anguish during the Great Depression and World War II, motion picture studios created a new genre, the western movie where good guys wore white hats and rode off in the rose-colored sunsets. The general public believed that the cattle industry emerged full blown immediately after Lee surrendered to Grant. Such was not the case!

Texas was literally land and cattle poor in the first half of the 19th century. Numerous anecdotal accounts mention the availability of wild cattle on Texas prairies even before 1800. Those cattle were descendants of six or seven Andalusian heifers and a young bull brought to New Spain by Hernando Cortes in 1521. The Spanish breed was known for its muscular bodies, long legs, and wide horns. By 1690 several Spanish expeditions brought native livestock to places like Texas.

Like all cattle, New World herds tended to stray in search of better grass and sufficient water. Over the years they had ample opportunities to roam a vast area now known as Texas and Mexico. Horns widened to give the animals an advantage in brush, long legs allowed the animals to travel to better grazing locations with less stress and in the process the animals actually gained weight. A typical Andalusian cow produced a calf every year with little difficulty. Hence the large numbers of wild cattle found between the Colorado and Rio Grande Rivers by the middle of the 18th century.

At the beginning of the American Revolution, Bernardo de Galvez became the fifth Spanish governor of Louisiana. Politically anti-British he supplied Colonial North American rebels with much needed supplies in Spanish Florida and denied British ships the opportunity of invading the American rebels along the Mississippi River. Tejano stock raisers from the region south of the Nueces drove herds of longhorn cattle to Galvez’s army at the mouth of the Mississippi River in support of the Spanish effort. Those Tejano stockmen are today considered American patriots.

During the Texas Revolution both Anglo and Tejano stockmen supplied the struggling nation with beef for soldiers and refugees. Noah Smithwick reported serving in a ranging company instructed to forage supplies for both the army and civilians in the Runaway Scrape. Feral cattle were often only a few miles off the trails.

When General Zachary Taylor arrived in Corpus Christi in 1846 he hired Tejano stockmen to provide beef and transportation for supplies to the Rios Grande, 174 miles to the south. The contractors ably handled the hot, dry work. Yet, Texas stockmen needed more than wars to furnish marketing opportunities for their extensive herds.

Most Texas land had fertile grass as tall as the underbelly of a horse and adequate water. Beef cattle on the open range increased in numbers each year. But reliable markets were needed. To get to those markets required transportation, the one variable missing.

Next week I will continue with cattle trails east and west, not north. I will tell of special steamers made exclusively for cattle.

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A New Decade

It’s doubtful that many women wore such an attire in North Texas during the 1920s. Many in the larger towns and on young girls, but who knows. It was the fashion of the day.

If local newspapers are any indication of public interest, it seems that 1919 was finished with World War I and ready to tackle a new decade. The Paris Peace Treaty, for all of President Woodrow Wilson’s efforts, was more about Europe and the Middle East and less interesting to Americans. It was an age of new adventures, new ideas, new behaviors, and of course, new laws.

Over the years I have researched in depth various eras of American history beginning with the Republic of Texas through Civil War and Reconstruction and World War I. My latest research involves the years 1919-1935, the Roaring Twenties, Prohibition, THE Crash, Repeal of Prohibition, and the Great Depression. To begin research I gather as many books, articles, letters and oral histories as I can locate. Thank goodness for Internet Archives of books and newspapers, plus government and university collections. Put it all together and you’ve cooked up lots of factual data for a good book and a wonderful paper for professional presentation at historical symposiums and conferences.

As I finish my book about the earliest part of Greenville history, I am preparing for a real challenge. I can hardly wait to get started. Since today is the First Day of Spring, the roses and tomatoes are planted, it’s time to tackle an era that never really caught my attention until recently. And you know what? That time period was a startling era of “Anything Goes.” It was hilarious, frightening, sad, and full of changes from women’s clothing to moral issues.

Daniel Okrent wrote Last Call: The Rise and Fall of Prohibition, a very well written history of prohibition and the enforcement of the Eighteenth Amendment. Okrent minces no words about that time period, but he focused on only one aspect of the Roaring Twenties. There was so much more to learn and assimilate. Here is where young Frederic Lewis Allen came in. A journalist with a historian’s mind, Allen gave an overview of the time. His book Only Yesterday: An Informal History of the 1920s is an easy read covering the Red Scare, a Revolution in Manners and Morals, Prosperity with President Coolidge after scandals of President Harding, the Big Bull Market and Crash, as well Alcohol and Al Capone.

Not all changes affected all Americans, especially those who lived in rural areas. North Texas avoided the prohibition issues, but Dallas and Fort Worth were among the many cities in the U. S. involved. Women in this area raised their hemlines but not to the knee. Everyone was influenced by the Bull Market and following Depression.

Normally this column features local history. But Social History as seen in both books involves the social, economic, and cultural institutions of a people. There are many stories and tales about social life around here, about the fluctuating economy and its effect on poor farmers and manual laborers, and the cultural institutions such as theater, churches, tea rooms and cafes as well as self-taught musicians like Ruby Allmond. In the next few months we will examine Life in North Texas during the Roaring ‘20s.

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Early Signs of Spring

Red bud trees are certain signs spring is on its way. (Photo by author.)

St. Patrick’s Day was beautiful in north Texas this spring. Everything is beginning to turn green, trees are budding out and the sun shone brightly. No gloomy skies and drizzly rain.

Neither my husband nor I have Irish ancestors. His family were Scots who were sent to Ireland before sailing to America. They were in Tennessee in the 1830s. I know because one of the men married a woman on my line. I believe that is called Calabash Cousins. My Irish connection was an ensign on a ship that docked at Williamsburg in its early days. He liked it so much he stayed and we’re still here. Actually, he probably wasn’t Irish. He stated his home was the Isle of Mann, a part of England.

But we don’t let such frivolities get in the way of enjoying Corned Beef and Cabbage every St. Patrick’s Day. This year was no exception. However, since I only cook this dish once a year its flavor varies from year to year. Our son tells me I should practice. One of these days I will.

But the weather was so beautiful we planted twenty-four Early Girl tomato plants. That’s right, two dozen tomato plants for two people. Beware if you see me coming this summer with a grocery sack under my arm. I’m trying to foist some of my crop on anyone who will take them.

I chose Early Girls back in 2012. We had a strange spring that year. When May 22nd came around, I had fresh tomatoes. How do I remember? That was my father’s ninety-first and last birthday. Numerous times his mother told me that on the day he was born, his father had tomatoes ripe on the vines. Over the years I tried to reach that record.

Early Girl tomatoes are noted for early blooms and fruit. They produce ripe tomatoes within fifty days. I expect to have fresh tomatoes on May 6 if everything goes well.

But does Texas weather always go well? Probably not. First of all, the mesquite trees have not put on leaves. That is a most tried and true sign for folks living west of I-35. And I believe it! Then there is the Easter Cold Spell my mother-in-law believes in. Easter this year is April 21.

Just to be on the safe side, my husband told me to get more tomato plants, some okra, and some green beans. I waited too long for onions and radishes. They go in the ground at Valentine’s Day. I forgot them but did get my rose bushes pruned at that time. In addition to the vegetables, I planted fifteen new rose bushes.

My enthusiasm will wane when the temperature reaches 97 degrees, my standard for hot weather. Let’s hope we have a mild summer. Keep your fingers crossed.

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Ruby Allmond, the National Champion Woman Fiddler

The Fannin County Historical Commission has become one of the most active commissions in Northeast Texas. During the month of March this year, members posted brief articles for Women’s History Day. Here’s an interesting piece I wrote several years ago about one of the most famous women in Fannin County.

(The Ruby Almond Collection, James Gee Library Special Collections, Texas A&M University Commerce.) Ruby Allmond is the second on the right of the back row, the only woman wearing a white hat.

During the Great Depression, and even earlier, it was common for rural families to form musical groups to entertain themselves and their neighbors. Some were invited to perform in larger towns, especially in Shreveport, Louisiana. With the departure of young men to the warfront in the 1940s, such groups were less numerous. But after the war, the radio program “Louisiana Hayride” led the way in Texas, Oklahoma, Arkansas, and Louisiana to recruit homegrown talent. Every Saturday night families sat by the radio to listen to the latest and greatest new singers, fiddlers, and band members perform in Shreveport. Soon the sponsors of the Hayride began a mobile show that traveled during the week to outlying audiences. Auditoriums throughout Northeast Texas and the Dallas Sportatorium became some of the most popular venues. Unknowns to the music world were first presented on the traveling version of The Louisiana Hayride before appearing on radio from Shreveport. Names like Elvis Presley performed throughout the region.

The Louisiana Hayride was by no means the only show on the road. In 1946-1947 many country shows performed in towns and small cities around Northeast Texas promoted by “Pappy” Hal Horton and “Cousin” Harrell Goodman, announcers for KRLD radio station in Dallas. On one of their show at the Greenville Municipal Auditorium, the two men contrived to award the National Champion Woman Fiddler and disproved the old adage that no woman could play a fiddle well. The winner was twenty-three year old Ruby Allmond from Bailey, Texas.

Ruby became lead fiddler in three groups who performed regularly with Horton and Goodman, as well as the Greenville production known as the East Texas Barn Dance. The latter was the creation of Earl Fletcher and Jimmy Jones, general manager and program director, respectively, of radio station KGVL in Greenville. Ruby often remarked to friends that her favorite venue was the Greenville Municipal Auditorium. She performed there with the likes of Chet Atkins, Joe Shelton and is Sunshine Band, and her own band the Ruby Allmond and the Texas Jamboree. At times, she “trio” fiddled with two of American’s finest fiddlers, Howdy Forrester and Georgia “Slim” Rutland. Ruby was truly the National Woman Fiddler.

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What If’s and the Truth

Hunt County Courthouse in Greenville, Texas, where Judge L. L. Bowman presided over District Court in 1917. (Author’s collection.)

Over the past few months, I encountered several statements about topics I research that are not in line with each other. For example, since the early 1900s there has been a myth that the first District Court was held under a tree. When Court adjourned, the Judge and Prosecuting Attorney called for a gallon of whisky to celebrate the event. Because it survived for years, many local residents believe it’s truth; even though three trees are named as the site.

The first tree was beside the first courthouse that in reality wasn’t even there. The second tree was in the backyard of a prominent woman who was not born when the first court was in session. The third tree was outside the townsite which would never have occurred. To be perfectly honest, the first session of the 7th District Court in Hunt County did not occur in November 1846 for the very simple reason that no location for the county seat had been chosen. Texas law required courts to be held at the county seat in the courthouse and nowhere else.

Well, you say, Hunt County was created in April 1846, organized in August of that year, so there surely was a location for the town of Greenville. Nope! The 54 men who gathered somewhere to organize the county government could not agree on the site of the new county seat.

There were two sites offered, both with very good credentials. The first was near Center Point, about where the car wash is on FM 1570. The other was the present location. Both sites were to be donated to the county that was in financial woes from the start.
The Center Point site had adequate water, a supply of timber for heating and construction, and good grasslands. All were significant attributes for locating homes and towns. The other site had limited water, lacked timber, but was supported by Colonel James Bourland, an extremely influential man in all of Northeast Texas. Guess what eventually had more influence? Colonel Bourland and his protégée, McQuinney H. Wright.

Over the years, whopping good tales have sprung up about the location of the townsite. One woman, a descendent of Mr. Wright, told that he had a store out on the open prairie. A cowboy rode up in need of an item of clothing. Wright told the cowboy if he voted for Wright’s site, he would get a free set of clothing.

Another tale was told in at least three towns trying to locate their county seat. Supposedly a heavy rainfall filled one of the creeks, making it difficult to cross. One man either was scared to cross or his horse balked, and the Wright site received one more vote.

Charles DeMorse, the editor of the Clarksville Northern Standard, wrote about the Center Point site in November 1847; but in January 1848 he reported the sale of town lots where Greenville is today.

How did I put this raveled tale together? Judge L. L. Bowman of Hunt County rode the circuit in the late 1890s when he listened to old-timers during court recesses. He was a well-educated attorney and historian who had access to county and district court records as well as old copies of the Northern Standard. He was also aware that no self-respecting judge and prosecutor would offer free liquor in the court room. In July 1932 he wrote an article for the Greenville Evening Banner, in which he reported his investigation and conclusion that Greenville was located by one vote. He also noted that at that time M. M. Knight, who dug the water well, kept an excellent tavern on the south side of the square.

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