Pesky Animals

Texas rat killing squad, 1930s, proudly displaying their quarry

In the 1920s progressive Texans supported by the Federal Agricultural Department and Texas State Health Department began a campaign to eradicate rats from the state. In December 1927, Hunt County joined other Texans in a four-week campaign to kill rats. Local merchants and chambers of commerce in the county offered useful goods to those killing the most.

In mid-December the Greenville Banner reported on the success of the campaign. Reports received from various parts over the County indicated “an appreciable decrease is made in the rat population of Hunt County as a result of the ‘no-quarter’ warfare started two weeks ago by local citizens cooperating with State, County, and Federal authorities. The campaign carried out in this county is expected to result in the deaths of thousands of rodents which have overrun many sections of the county.”

It was believed that children would have more enthusiasm than adults, so kids who caught and killed rats were given a penny per rat. To certify the killing, each child was to chop off the tail of every rat and bring the dead varmint to school as proof.

Each school appointed the newest teacher as Rat Tail Counter. They were dubbed “Rattail” for the rest of the year. But it seems the project was successful here in Hunt County.

Now the worse part of animals and weather and horror of just living occurred in the Texas and Oklahoma Panhandles, the eastern Front Range of Colorado as well as the Dakotas, Kansas and Nebraska in the 1930s. Known as the “Dirty Thirties”, these drought and windstorms forced some to head toward the West Coast where they were not welcomed at all. Others stayed behind on the farming and ranching lands in the High Plains.

Timothy Egan listened to his father’s tales about life in the Great Depression and the Dust Bowl. Egan’s grandmother was a widow who raised four to a bedroom. The book became the source for The Worst Hard Time: The Untold Stories of Those Who Survived, a PBS series created by Ken Burns.

By the time the Dust Bowl arrived in the Central Plains, rats were of no importance. The winds, and dust, and drought had destroyed all food, homes, health, and almost all existence. Egan used oral histories for his award-winning work.

Instead of rats, Dust Bowl persons depended upon rabbits. The worst sandstorm occurred on Black Sunday, April 14, 1935 giving the title of Dirty Thirties to the decade. All produce, livestock, and other food sources were depleted. Rabbits were the sole meat available. At first, they were considered a nuisance, to be driven into a staked enclosure and beaten to death. A means of curing the prey was quickly developed.

The community of Dalhart passed the hat to hire a pilot to fly high enough to dump dry ice on clouds in hope of bringing rain. Didn’t happen. But ironically on Black Sunday in 1935 the sun popped out, weather was mild but with no clouds in the sky, and everyone enjoying life. By mid-afternoon, the sky darkened, sandstorms began with no notice, and the worst hard times came with a vengeance. It was, without a doubt, the worst storm during the Dirty Thirties. However, none were worse.

My grandmothers told of dusting everything in the house twice daily. Both lived near Wichita Falls.

In 1936, President Franklin D. Roosevelt made a campaign stop in Amarillo for his next presidency. While visiting with the crowd, the skies opened up with a lovely slow but delightful rain. It was the end of the Dust Bowl.

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Tour of Downtown and North Greenville

In 1996, the newly renovated Hunt County Courthouse was rededicated. The Hunt County Historical Commission recreated the "living statuary" of 1929 dedication for sesquicentennial celebration
In April 1996, the Hunt County Historical Commission celebrated the 150th anniversary of the creation of Hunt County and Greenville as the county seat. The event spotlighted the 1929 courthouse with a recreation of the original dedication. On both occasions, the finale included a tableau representing Pioneer Cowboy, Texas Ranger, Justice, Pioneer Woman and Pioneer Farmer. (Photo from Carol Taylor collection.)

In 1991, Hunt County celebrated its 145th birthday. As a member of the Hunt County Historical commission, I was one who contributed maps of certain parts of the county they believed to have been significant in 1846 and still be important. My route began at the courthouse since I had researched materials for the two Texas Historical Commission (THC) markers on the courthouse square.

Let’s take that tour from 1991 to consider what has remained, what has been repurposed, and what disappeared. I will write the 2021 tour in three weeks, adjusting it as needed. However, I want and need your help. What do you remember of that area of Greenville? Please feel free to tell me what you remember. I have only lived in Greenville since 1974. I will leave my contact information at the end of this article.

So, let’s begin at the courthouse. Constructed in 1929 it barely made it before the Great Depression. It is truly an interesting building that is often rearranged within those stone walls. For more information, stop by the two historical markers on the northwest corner of the square.

We will start on Johnson Street, named for an early Texas Ranger who was also an Indian fighter. He acquired an enormous amount of land located north of Crockett Elementary School. At the northeast corner of Lee and Johnson Streets is an interesting building. Constructed in 1915, it is the home of the IOOF, International Order of Odd Fellows. The fraternal organization was first created shortly after Greenville was formed. They hold meetings on the second floor, but the ground floor has been an automobile dealership, a florist, an extremely interesting hardware store, the first home of Citizens State Bank, and where the Hunt County Museum (now the Audie Murphy/American Cotton Museum) first opened its doors.

Just north of the Odd Fellows is a white brick sprawling site. Originally it was a Coca-Cola plant, one of the last with private owners. When the Alexanders sold out to the national business, the family donated the building to the City of Greenville where it is used by part of the city set-up. Next door is a delightful two-story home that looks like it is part of a Southern plantation. The Alexanders sold the home in the late 1990s.

At 2203 Johnson Street is a house that was supposedly occupied by Union soldiers after the Civil War. Yes, all of Hunt County was dangerous with returned Rebels who wanted to anihilate all Unionists and former slaves. Northeast Texas was a hotbed of violence into 1870.

When you come to Bourland Street, turn right and visit the first Greenville park. It is on the edge of Cow Leach Creek, the headwaters of the Sabine River. When I was there, I found an old playground used by children for more than one hundred years.

Back on Johnson Street the road divides. As you turn onto Sockwell Boulevard look for two places are part of the town’s past. The land becomes the flood plain of the Sabine, but in all the mud and trees there was once a baseball field for boys after World War II. A short distance on the right is a yellow house that was once a sanitorium for drug and alcohol addicts. That deserves an article of its own, though.

Across the street is Graham Park, once a thriving place on afternoon for picnics, ballgames, playgrounds, and lovely gardens. For several years the Ende-Gaillard Home was located there until it was moved to the museum. Leaving the park and turning onto Walnut Street see if you see a brick roundhouse used by the Electric Street Railway.

On Walnut Street, look at the lovely homes built in an 1890 housing development that expanded the entire western part of town. Many of the homes are still standing. You can see them if you turn left from any side street. When you reach Lee Street, you will be close to the old Houston School. Here is an example of repurposing a building. The school served as an elementary school for many years, until it was converted into the Houston Education Center housing New Horizons High School, Greenville GAEP, and Newcomers Center.

At Lee Street turn left to drive through an area of more old homes. At the railroad tracks, you must turn right and then left onto Washington Street. At Wesley Street you will see interesting places on each corner. The WOW sight is Central Christian Church, a stellar church in red brick. To the right is the post office in the building that was once a bank, and to the west is Greenville Municipal Building. Across the street is a tan brick building that was home to professional businesses but victim of a freak storm in 2019. Looking at the site across from the church, one can see the remnants of one of the first gasoline stations.

Follow Washington Street two blocks back to the courthouse. Along the way you may have seen other intriguing places. Feel free to include them in your inventory of old and changed places in northwest Greenville. Thanks so much. Carolcoleytaylor@gmail.com

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New Year’s A-coming!

Crossing a small river on the way to market. Notice how thin the steers were, with little fat. But city dwellers loved to taste that good beef. The herders, as the cowboys were called, did not run the cattle, merely walking along. If something spooked the herd, there was panic and running. Thunderstorms did scare the herds. (Bhwestern.com)

When you read this, we’ll be nearly be in a new year; a year that lots of people are looking forward to. Will we be back to “normal?” Will schools return to “in class learning” this month?

What about restaurants, hamburger places, movie theaters, and every other place where groups of more than 4 to 6 persons are gathered? We will work at home or at an office, or even have employment? Can we visit our relatives far away again? Our lives have changed so much since mid-March and we must adjust.

But Americans have adjusted before and survived. Remember the time when Great Britain ceased settlements to the west of the Appalachians? Remember when Confederate soldiers returned to homes and farms that were destroyed? The two World Wars ended in cease fires but no treaties for some time. In World War II, it would be when President Truman was in his full term before rations of automobile parts, especially rubber products, would be ended.

When soldiers and sailors arrived home from World War I, they found a different way of life. Prohibition cut off all sale and consumption of alcohol. Women could vote in all elections. The stock market and employment rose and rose until it crashed in the late 1920s. The 1930s were dreadful, as bad if not worse than war.

Americans believed they were completely safe from violence in Germany and Japan. After all, a large ocean on both sides protected North America from danger. But inventions in World War I, such as battleships and airplanes were part of the Allies successes. While not used in the two decades between the wars, Americans would quickly resurrect such arms in the late 1930s.

America and her allies realized that war was inevitable and strived to fight the enemy. Today we face, not a military enemy, but an enemy never seen before and extending world-wide. Will we win the fight and go home to continue our ways of life before 2020?

In the Civil War, men from both sides, many physically and mentally impaired, made a change. One example occurred here in Texas as in the cattle industry. By 1866, cattle herds were rounded up and sent off on hoof to cities like Chicago and St. Louis where beef was a prized meat. Industrious men with no cash or credit but great ambition, gathered herds with brands, took control of those beefs with no brands, and agreed with widows who had no money but an able-bodied son or two and a horse they would take them to market, and pay the widows and others when they returned to Texas. Risky as it was, it succeeded most of the time.

I can’t foresee anyone rounding up steers and herding them up Interstate 35 to Chicago, but we will all make some changes. I do a lot of work with the Archives at the Waters Library on the Texas A&M University Commerce campus. That means I drive over to Commerce, find a parking place, enter the library and go to the Archives where I find the papers I want to copy. Not a big deal, but I believe they are working to digitize more and more of the collections. I can then send an email requesting what I need and within two days or less I can print it out at home. The paper is saved at the Archives and doesn’t have to go through that process again. It’s even more helpful when the archives are in Washington, D. C., Austin or any other distant site.

So, let’s thank all the medical staff personnel, teachers, grocers, and others who have put their lives on the line. And to do that, let’s not complain. As children say, “Put on your Happy Face.”

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Santa’s Visit 100 Years Ago

Eyeballing Christmas toys at local department store in 1920. What do these young lads want? (drx.typepad.com)

“Christmas season is approaching and already the Yuletide spirit is in the air,” so wrote the Greenville Evening Banner of Friday, December 3, 1920. Local merchants placed their first offerings on display. Early indications are that an excellent offering of Christmas merchandise is to be made this season regardless of unsettled conditions.

“American-made toys are again predominating and these particularly are being shown. The windows of the toy stores have been filled, and many children are on the streets every day gazing longingly at the Christmas goods and trying to decide how many of them they want Santa Claus to bring.

The churches and Sunday Schools are also planning the observance of Christmas. Meetings will be called to decided on what form of public observance the church will adopt, whether it will be a Christmas tree or other forms. Practically all churches will arrange for some entertainment for the children and definite announcements will soon be made.

Many merchants are using the “shop early” slogan and they are reiterating their request for an early buying while their stocks are complete and before the rush begins.”

On the 15th of that same month, the Evening Banner announced school closings for December. Remember that Greenville had not only a public-school system but two colleges in 1920. “From December 17 to January 3, the public schools will be suspended, while Burleson College will have a holiday recess from December 23 to January 3 and Wesley College will have no classes from December 22 to January 4.

With the beginning of the public-school holiday, at the close of the regular session on a Friday, the Christmas season will actively begin. A number of holiday affairs, for the young and the grown folks too are planned and the festive season after this week begins in all its splendor to be celebrated.”

But the next day the City of Greenville issued caution. “Because the growth of trees on the city’s property near the water works is necessary to protect the land and to prevent washing and clogging of the channels of Sabine river and the small creeks nearby, and because there is an ordinance defining and fixing a penalty for trespassing on the city’s property there, the police department has had to take steps to stop the cutting of small and large cedar trees from the property by persons desiring them for Christmas trees,” said Chief of Police Sam R. Polk this morning.

“Much evidence of such ruthless cutting of valuable trees has been noted,” the head of the Police Department said, “and in many cases several trees have been cut down by individuals who have left them lying after making a choice of ones to take away.” Also Mr. Polk said, “persons had thrown the brush and branches cut away into the river and small creeks, constituting a serious menace to bridges and the dam as well as making the source of water supply unsatisfactory.”

Consider the 1920 Christmas and our Christmas this year. Both were/are unique. So, think of Christmas Past, dream of Christmas Future, and enjoy Christmas Present.

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Survivors from WWII to 9/11 find help in Halifax

Halifax’s harbor after the explosion in December 1917. The blast leveled much of the north end of the city and killed about 2,000 people. Photo credit: Nova Scotia Public Archives

Normally I write about Texas, or at least the South. This time I want to share about a trip I took a few years ago to Canada.

It is so pretty, so cool in the summer, and so peaceful. At least it was until three events occurred.

On Sept. 11, 2001, the most tragic events occurred in New York City and other American cities. We all remember the horror and fear we faced. While Americans were the targets, the city of Halifax, Nova Scotia, played an important part in safety of our citizens who were on airliners.

If you remember, airports were immediately closed. But many passenger planes carrying those heading to the east coast of America were directed to Halifax. The airport there is very small, out in a rural area, and not prepared for the influx of passengers with no place to go. The good citizens of Halifax welcomed the surprised guests, shared homes, food and other comforts as the U. S. airports gradually opened.

That was just an example of the generosity of the Canadian city that had survived two disastrous occurrences in the 20th century.

The first happened on April 10, 1912, when a luxurious ocean liner rammed into an ice floe. We know about the wealthy passengers aboard the Titanic who took all the safety rafts, but what about the band members, the crew who steered the ship, who cooked and presented food, and those who clean the suites every morning? And the poor who saved money for a trip to America by staying in the lower part of the ship? Few, if any, survived.

When rescuers arrived, they found bodies of those people floating in the icy waters. No one survived. But this was 1912. No fancy funeral parlors, no place to embalm the deceased or even anywhere to bury the bodies.

But Halifax had such facilities, albeit miles away. Bodies were taken there to be prepared for burial. Many had identification on them that helped when the city began creating new cemeteries. One graveyard is particularly interesting. Those from the Titanic were buried together in a shape of tombstones arranged in the shape of a ship.

A few years later the Halifax Explosion was the largest man-made explosion prior to the atomic age. On the morning of Dec. 6, 1917, two ships collided in the harbor of Halifax resulting in a massive explosion that ultimately killed 2,000 people and injured thousands more.

This was at the critical point of World War I. Ships loaded with troops, munitions and supplies sailed in and out of Halifax harbor to support Allied war efforts. (Remember Canada was a British Colony fighting with the Allies and the United States had not yet entered the fight.) That morning the French freighter Mont Blanc prepared to join a military convoy that would escort it across the Atlantic. The ship was filled with tons of highly explosive materials including TNT, gasoline, picric acid and gun cotton.

Another ship, the Norwegian SS IMO, its mooring headed for open sea, and eventually New York. In a narrow channel the two ships collided, sparking a fire on the Mont Blanc. Realizing the danger, the crew of the Mont Blancevacuated into lifeboats and began to row to shore.

Their burning ship drifted until it brushed against a pier, setting the pier on fire. Curious onlookers attracted to the scene were there, when, at 9:04 that morning, the flames ignited the Mont Blanc, resulting in a massive explosion. Quickly the ship disappeared, leaving a shock wave that flattened 300 acres. The detonation caused a tsunami to roll over the waterfront.

The horror was unbelievable. During a cold winter, citizens of Halifax survived. Investigations to the cause determined that both ships were to blame. Urban planners replaced the ruins with a design consisting of homes, businesses and green space.

Today, Halifax is a lovely, clean city.

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Pearl Harbor, Day of Infamy

Doolittle Raid Crew of the sixth plane, the Green Hornet. Greenville hero Dean Hallmark is second on the left. (commons.wikimedia.org)

On the morning December 7, 1941, Americans heard on the radio, at church or from someone they knew, the news of the debilitating attack on Pearl Harbor Naval Base on the island of Oahu in Hawaii Territory. U. S. ships from parts of the Pacific fleet had pulled in to take on cargo, ammunition, men, equipment, and airplanes for the new aircraft carriers.

Since this was Sunday morning, few men were up and around when the first Japanese Zero planes dropped their bombs. U.S. military was startled. Pilots on board ships and near the runways hurried to their planes, sailors on ships manned arms, and the whole island was awake at once. The debacle lasted a short time before the Zero planes turned west for home, leaving Americans literally without naval support.

The news immediately reached Washington and President Franklin D. Roosevelt went on the radio as he began his report to the nation. Many high-level military men, Cabinet members and some congressmen were aware of the danger, but no one knew the exact time. The next day, Congress met as FDR read the Declaration of War to Japan. The following day, the United States declared war on Hitler, starting a complete worldwide war.

Here in Greenville and Hunt County young men began to register for service in the army, navy and marine corps. A large number of men from the area were students at Texas A&M College in College Station. The college quickly managed to see that upper class cadets would be able to graduate early in order to fill much needed officers positions.

Truett Majors is well-known in the area. His father was a Baptist minister here in town and the whole family was well-respected. In November Truett was in Manila, the military base in the Philippines. Truett had a severe attack of appendicitis and received surgery that knocked him out of his beloved plane.

While he survived the surgery, he was limited to ground duty, namely an anti-aircraft gun. Knowing of the attack at Pearl Harbor, the men in the Philippines were ready for a fight. It was at that place that Lt. Truett Majors died, the first victim from Greenville.

Dean Hallmark was quite a character here in Greenville. He was an excellent athlete, especially in football. He played under Coach Frnka on a winning state championship in one year, and twice runner-up. He went on the play football at Auburn in Alabama after attending Paris Junior College in Texas. From football he went to oil field work, returning to the U. S. when things got hot in South America. Dean joined the Army Air Corp and became a pilot. Actually, he was trained in Florida, and to get the plane to a ship waiting near Sacramento, Hallmark flew his plane over Lee Street in Greenville before going on to California. He joined Doolittle’s Raiders under Lt. Colonel James Doolittle on the Hornet. Piloting the Green Hornet, Hallmark and his crew dropped their bomb over Tokyo and headed for China. They had to crash near the Chinese border. Hallmark was ultimately executed. But the raid showed Americans and allies that the U. S. still had its grit.

One day I walked into Chuck Allen’s drycleaners when he pulled out a photograph of his father and uncle in the 1940s. The uncle, Lt. Truman L. Allen, was a pilot stationed near Lake Garda who was shot down the day before the surrender of Germany. Allen loved airplanes and flying. His plane was found 200 meters under water. Because the body can not be rescued, he will always be considered missing. The saddest thing I can think of is that Allen’s parents received word on the day of surrender. I did find the file his wingman submitted detailing the event.

I was asked by a gentleman in Belgium who remembered Lt. Carlton Sheram, Jr. It seems that as soon as Lt. Sheram graduated from Texas A&M, he was sent to Tank School. When finished he went to serve in the Battle of the Bulge. As they passed through a small town in Belgium, German soldiers attacked his tank killing him. I have found less information from the U. S. Army than Navy, or Army Air Corps. It has only been recently since these records have been made available.

My best interviews and information have been about James A. Rutherford. He was also a spotter pilot, served in the Alsace/Laurin area of France and another A&M graduate. He came back to Greenville, opened an accounting firm, and in 1974 hired my husband. A spotter pilot flew a small plane looking for German artillery. Then he contacted Allied artillery to wipe them out. The spotter pilot carried with him maps of the region, maps made by U. S. soldiers after World War I. My grandfather, I. G. Coley, was one of those mapmakers. My grandparents came to visit us, I knew he wouldn’t want to shop with us, so my husband suggested he introduce the two veterans. It was a highlight in both their lives. Mr. Rutherford was able to thank one of the mapmakers and my grandfather was thrilled with his gratitude. They visited for more than four hours.

These were not the only veterans from Greenville and Hunt County. History students at Texas A&M Commerce interviewed numerous veterans a few years ago. Those are located at the Waters Library on Campus. The index is available online at the library website.

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Early Deaths No Comparison with Coronavirus

This 1918 poster shows the most common ways to protect oneself from the influenza virus raging at the time. Sound familiar? “To Prevent Influenza!” poster, from Illustrated Current News, 1918. U.S. National Library of Medicine.

Around the middle of March this year, Americans and other residents of our planet Earth were told to “shutter down.” Something known as the Coronavirus or more commonly called COVID-19 had invaded. Soon the disease became a pandemic. The only times Americans used that word were in 1918 at the peak of the Spanish Influence and the Polio pandemic that is still killing people in a few countries today.

Polio peaked in 1952 when Dr. Jonas Salk concocted a cure for Polio. There were 21,000 cases of paralytic polio, a small number in comparison of the coronavirus people in the world today face. Yet, when an epidemic like these attacks a population, what do people do? Interestingly, during previous contagious diseases patients were told to eat outdoors and spend more time outside. Wash hands frequently. Isolation was encouraged and eventually regulated. Sound familiar? Even masks were worn for safety. Doctors and scientists quickly realized the same contagious effects spreading the disease and advised the use of previous methods.

In the 19th century and earlier, contagious diseases were recognized but not properly treated. In fact, earlier doctors generally knew what to do about 25% of the time, relied on old myths and cures another 25%, but the real reason patients recovered was the bedside manners of most doctors. Not surprisingly here in the United States there were four major causes of deaths. Consumption, the original name for tuberculosis, was the leading cause of deaths. The symptoms were very obvious, but the cure was ages in being found.

Most of the time the patient was sent to an asylum, often in the desert or mountains. The bacterial diseases affect mainly the lungs. Like COVID-19, some infected persons did not have symptoms but recovered on their own. Consumption or tuberculosis is an airborne disease that is now usually treatable and preventable with vaccine.

Diphtheria was the second worse disease. Also, a bacterial carried disease, it starts with a serious infection in the nasal passages and throat. Today it can be treated with antibiotics and vaccine.

Typhoid fever was often rampant in the fall in most of the south. It was spread through contaminated food and water, causing high fever, abdominal pain and diarrhea. Small, green vegetation developed on the top of the water barrel. When the patient began to show symptoms, the caregiver would withhold water and the patient would die of dehydration. Today it too is treated with antibiotics and vaccination.

The fourth major cause of death in the United States was accidents. What can be said since accidents are still prevalent?

In 1880 the United State Census Bureau included a statistical profile of causes of death.
Physicians were sent a register to keep a record, although it was not always done. There were 309 deaths recorded in Hunt County that year. Seventy-six infants under the age of one year died from whooping cough and croup. Pneumonia, consumption, typhoid fever, malaria, heart disease, and diphtheria caused most deaths. Childbirth and still birth were also common. Ironically, no deaths were reported from old age.

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Thanksgiving in Texas

Governor O. M. Roberts, whose grandmother owned land in the south part of Hunt County during and after the Civil War, refused to declare Thanksgiving a religious exercise. To him, prayer was not a government function. He was admonished by newspapers in the north and even the New Orleans Times called him the “most consummate demagogue . . . pandering to the worst prejudices.” (Courtesy of Wikipedia.)

Did you know that Texas is the only state that often celebrated Thanksgiving twice in the same year and on separate days? You know how ornery Texans can be, and for many years if Thanksgiving fell on the fourth and fifth Thursday, the holiday became the source of bitter discussion.

For example, in November of 1956 there were two Thanksgivings. One was the Federal holiday and the other was “States Rights.” President Franklin D. Roosevelt moved the traditionally last Thursday holiday to the third Thursday to give shoppers longer time to spend much needed money by merchants. That didn’t work out, but the federal government decided to set Thanksgiving on the fourth Thursday. That is all states except Texas.

After that, if Thanksgiving fell on the fourth Thursday everything was reasonable. But, if it fell on the fifth, confusion reigned in the Lone Star State. Banks had to decide whether to follow the federal date or the State-Rights date. Decisions involved not only banks, but court houses and District and Federal Courts, military personnel, industries, post offices, city halls, and merchants. Texas schoolteachers met every year on the last Thursday in November in Houston for their annual convention. But teachers didn’t budge, parents had to find someone to watch over the children if both parents worked, and it became a mess. Sometimes it ended up with both Thursdays taken as a holiday with two weekends back to back holidays. Every time that happened in Greenville, both dates were celebrated.

Texans referred to the fourth Thursday Thanksgiving as “un-American”, “Texas Thanksgiving,” “Roosevelt’s Thanksgiving” or even before FDR it was called a “federal abomination.” Then the governor was given the choice of which day was Thanksgiving. Things went well when Thanksgiving fell on the fourth Thursday but never on the seventeen times it fell on the fifth. Roosevelt, who was not overly popular in Texas, was charged with “messing with tradition”.

Many Texans called the holiday, Roosevelt’s “New Deal Thanksgiving.” Others claimed that big business caused the change in holidays. Actually, it was all political.

In 1940 and 1941 Thanksgiving fell on the fourth and fifth Thursdays. Some like the citizens of Cuero who raised hundreds of turkeys were elated. After all, they called their town the Turkey Capital of the World.

President Abraham Lincoln declared a thankful holiday at Gettysburg in November 1863. Of course, Texas was not involved, being Confederates. But other states joined in the religious ceremony within five years after the war. Governor O. M. Roberts, who had connections here in Hunt County, refused to declare Thanksgiving a religious exercise. To him, prayer was not a government function. He was admonished by newspapers in the north and even the New Orleans Times called him the “most consummate demagogue . . . pandering to the worst prejudices.”

My question is, is there some contrariness in our water? Or over the years have we become more accepting of others?

Thanks to John Armstrong for sending me a copy of an article in the Greenville newspaper that was the basis for this insight.

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Horsehead Crossing

Remains of the Butterfield Overland Mail stagecoach
stop near Horsehead Crossing. (wikiwand.com)

My favorite attorney in early Greenville, Alfred Thomas Howell, wrote to his brother in March 1854. Alfred had recently met a couple of speculators taking herds of cattle from different points in the East Texas to California and were trying to procure “hands”, offering ten dollars per month and furnish everything, including a horse. If the hand owned his own horse, he received fifteen dollars a month. The speculators also bought cattle to take on the journey. Cattle brought a high price where gold mining was the most important proposition and food and sleeping were not as needed.

As the herds moved west, with the young herders now “cow-herders” learned a lot. The trail became dustier and drier along the way. The most difficult part of the trail was a 79-mile drive from what is now Odessa to the Pecos River. Reaching the Pecos, drovers and herders were amazed at the massive amounts of horse skulls.

Most historians believe the skulls were left there by the Comanche and Kiowa driving horses from the High Plains to the large haciendas in Mexico for trading. Old Rip Ford, noted Texas Ranger, told that the Comanches drove the horses so hard from the last water hole, sixty miles beyond the Pecos, that the thirsty horses sometimes drank themselves to death drinking the briny Pecos water. Hence, the name Horse Head Crossing.

This was the only crossing for miles. The Pecos was known for its steep, muddy banks, unpredictable currents, and quicksand, all-natural barriers to travel. At the major crossing of the Pecos, mesquite trees were topped with skulls to mark the site.

The Comanches and Kiowas was probably the first to use the route traversed as they moved stolen horses from raids in Mexico to the Llano Estacado for years. By 1839 Dr. Henry Connelly crossed on his way from Fort Dawson to Chihuahua. In April 1849 an expedition headed by John S. (Rip) Ford and Robert S. Neighbors reached the crossing in search of a wagon route to El Paso. John Russell Bartlett, United States boundary commissioner, led an expedition to Horsehead Crossing in 1850 in search of a practical route to California. Within a few years, stagecoach routes were traversing the ford. Henry Skillman drove the Butterfield Overland Mail stage through in the 1850s. A stage station was established about a quarter mile above the crossing.

Beginning in the 1860s cattlemen frequently drove their herds across Horsehead Crossing. Charles L. Pyron drove a herd of 10,000 cattle across in 1866. The same year John Chisum drove 600 steers to Bosque Grande by way of Horsehead Crossing. Also, in 1866 Charles Goodnight, Oliver Loving, and W. J. Wilson drove cattle up the Pecos River past Horsehead Crossing on the Goodnight-Loving Trail. After losing hundreds of cattle in the desert and river, Goodnight described the Pecos as the “graveyard of the cowman’s hopes.”

The end of the cattle drives and modern road construction decreased the importance of Horsehead Crossing by the twentieth century. In 1936 the Texas Centennial Commission placed a historical marker at the site.

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Greenville Ghost Stories

Ghosts, bats, spiders and pumpkins; signs of a scary Halloween (Clipart)

Watch out, the goblins are coming. This time of year don’t we all love a good ghost story?

Back in the far history of Greenville, when most of the activity occurred in what is now Downtown Greenville, a group of ghosts chose to hang out at the jail. It was truly a unique place, no one dared go dowe into the jail. It was located on the southwestern corner of Stuart and Jordan Streets. Actually, there have been several structures at that site, most of which were law-enforcement related. The first known structure there was a jail, but a jail like few have ever seen.

Constructed of logs it consisted of two rooms measuring seventeen by fourteen feet with a ceiling eight- and one-half feet high. Ventilation and light were provided by four windows twelve inches square covered with iron bars. To make it difficult to dig out prisoners discovered a foundation of bois d’arc blocks sunk thirty-four inches in the ground and set double in two rows. There were no ground floor doors. Entrance was made from an outside stair through an attic door. From the attic prisoners were lowered through trap doors using ladders which were immediately removed. Gallows stood closely by, but tall enough for citizens to watch.

The courthouse was located diagonally across the next block. No buildings were erected between the jail and the courthouse in order for citizens to watch for jail breaks. When a group of paranormal hunters arrived in Greenville a few years ago, they were so excited about the signs of ghosts they found in the site of the old jail and the site of six of the seven structures that served as courthouse. The fifth and sixth floors of the present-day courthouse served as jails for men and women. This arrangement began in 1929 when the new courthouse was opened. Today the two floors are filled with valuable documents of our past history. But don’t you wish you could hear the stories those ghosts could tell.

On the southeast corner of the square across from the courthouse was at one time the Ende Hotel. One spring night, the hotel burned, killing thirteen people and injuring others, including Mrs. Ende. Immediately, the mayor wired the fire brigade in Sherman to send fire equipment and men to aid Greenville. Shortly after the fire, Greenville had a fire brigade of its own. Two years later, another fire destroyed much of downtown. As a result, there are few 19th century building in Downtown Greenville. But there are probably lots of ghosts telling horrible stories.

Two murders occurred around the courthouse. The first one involved an unsolved murder while the second was witnessed by a large crowd before the perpetrator walked across the street and surrendered.

The unsolved murder occurred in the Washington Hotel, today known as the Cadillac. A wealthy couple lived in the penthouse on the uppermost floor. One February night, the wife went to Dallas to visit relatives. Her husband stayed at home, and after dinner enjoyed a card game. About midnight he retired. A few hours later, other residents, a police officer, a night watchman, all heard three shots coming from the penthouse. The husband was found lying in the floor, killed instantly. Police interviewed several people. Three young men from Oklahoma were arrested, but later released for lack of evidence. Rumors spread all over town, some probably true.

During the Great Depression, Greenville families were hurt by the economic instability. Many couples separated and some divorced. One couple had not filed for divorce, but the wife had found a new male friend. She and her new beau were having lunch in the Kress soda fountain (now the site of Landon winery). As the husband walked by on the sidewalk, he saw his wife with another guy, walked in Kress, pulled out a pistol and shot the other man to death. Then quietly he walked out the door, and across the street where he turned himself into the sheriff.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be able to hear all these stories?

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