Chapters 14-18
Chapter 14
In this chapter, Clara moved from Auraria to the mountains. She would adopt non-white miners - because not-whites were not allowed to stay in hotels or rent cabins - and let them stay in her house. In return she gained a portion of the gold the miners found. Clara gained money quickly.
Chapter 15
One of the most interesting things I found in this chapter is the story of Barney Ford. He was one of Clara's "family members" that was staying with her. He actually escaped from slavery! He was a slave in Mississippi, and he ran away. So how did he escape? He dressed up like a woman. To me, this sounds like something out of a movie. Barney got some help from an actor, made his face pink, and donned a fabulous blue dress. He then hopped off his master's boat, and onto the Underground Railroad to freedom! On one occasion, he was stuffed into a coffin with air holes poked in it, and shipped to Chicago! I have great respect for a black man that can disguise himself as a white woman (and disguise himself as a dead person, for that matter).
Dirty people, whom I would call Super Racists, tortured, and even killed black people. Barney was one of their main targets. Barney bought a mining claim to look for gold (which was NOT illegal, but frowned upon by Super Racists), so naturally, the Super Racists went out to get him. They called him nasty names, and Barney ran away. Barney was very good at running away, as he's done it successfully twice now.
Chapter 16
Snow melted up in the mountains and sent down a flood in Cherry Creek. There were no computers, meaning all legal documents were only on paper. If the ink on the paper got smudged around like it did in the flood, ownership of property was lost. This precisely what happened to Clara. She lost all her property in Denver.
Now it is November, 1864. Remember that Clara was born in 1800, so she's 64 years old now. I like how the author describes their situation:
"...November was Hikomini, the Month of the Freezing Moon. An early storm had his Sand Creek, and snow glittered in the moonlight like a blanket of frozen stars. Inside their teepees, the Arapaho and Cheyenne sucked on stewed rawhide ropes and moccasin leather to stave off starvation. As expected, the soldiers had not provided them with supplies this year. They were lucky to find an occasional rabbit or deer of dog to give them food and clothing. (Lowery, Linda. One More Valley, One More Hill: The Story of Aunt Clara Brown. New York: Fudrick and Friends, Inc., 2002. p. 153.)"
Chapter 17
Now we're at the point where the North won the Civil War, and Clara was more than excited. She was convinced that this was the end of any and all slavery in America. She was wrong, and I'll tell you why in a minute. Suddenly, everyone was shocked. President Lincoln had been assassinated, and the news just reached Clara. The whole town mourned.
Regardless of the North winning the war, slavery was still legal in many states. It was going to take a while for laws to be passed and enforced. Until then, things were just like they always have been. Clara was waiting for the thirteenth amendment to be passed. Non-whites were still not allowed to ride in public transportation, so folks thought Clara would have a hard time trying to find her daughter because she'd have to ride in a wagon. Because of all the hustle and bustle, no one cared. Clara went back to Kentucky to look for her daughter. She was sixty-five, and still no sign of Eliza Jane. The search seemed worthless, and incessant. Clara probably had a tête-á-tête with God through prayer.
In my opinion, I think Clara will find her daughter. Why? Check out the dedication at the beginning of the book.
"To all young people whose ancestors overcame impossible odds: May you be inspired to write and paint and dance the stories that are in your bones. (Lowery, Linda. One More Valley, One More Hill: The Story of Aunt Clara Brown. New York: Fudrick and Friends, Inc., 2002. Dedication.)"
Note the use of the words "impossible odds." Clearly, Clara is going to "overcome" these "impossible odds." Just a thought...
Chapter 18
Clara has been robbed! Four thousand dollars, gone. She was overcharged by a wagon outfitter. The main part of this chapter is not the robbery. It was a disaster. A natural disaster, that is. Clara encountered a fire when she was seventy-three years old. It was horrifying because all the buildings were made of wood. Despite all efforts by people trying to stop the fiery mess, sixteen buildings burned to the ground, three of them belonging to Clara. You'd think they would have learned their lesson and created a type of fire department. They said they would, but they were procrastinators, like me, so they had another fire one year later before they created a system to prevent such horrific moments. The second fire destroyed every one of Clara's buildings, except her cabin. She was financially devastated.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
One More Valley, One More Hill, Post 6
Chapters 10-13
Chapter 10
Chapter 10
Clara and the gang were certain that all hope was lost. As they walked along the trail they found fake graves that people had set up with threats to the people who had started this whole gold thing in the first place.
Hundreds were turning back. But Clara's group kept trudging along. When they thought they could go no more, they discovered a river. They had run out of water so this was a huge blessing. When I first read this, I thought that they had found a mirage from a distance, and an anti-climactic story was to come. Boy was I wrong!
When they had started back up, they heard news that the gold was for real. DUDE!!! It wasn't a hoax after all!! There was an ample of gold! Can you imagine how awful the people who had turned around must have felt when they found out? Good thing for Clara though, because she didn't turn around. Clara and her group of argonauts were invited to settle in a little gold town. Clara still prayed that she would be able to find her daughter.
Chapter 11
Settling in the little town, Clara noticed there were no negro women there. There were negro men, but no women. Clara did however, know that there could be some negro women there, because she had just showed up. She heard that some may be working as housekeepers.
I found the town they were living in very easy to visualize. I think that the people were all friendly to each other.
Clara was able not to rent, but to purchase a little home for herself. It cost her just $25. It wasn't the best place in the world, but it had a roof and four walls... made out of mud and logs, respectively. It had enough room for her laundry business, and prayer meetings that she was going to hold.
Chapter 12
Cherry Creek (the town where Clara lived) was growing rapidly. every day Clara saw new buildings that were not there the day before. A man named Jacob Adriance arrived in town. He wrote in his journal that he was lonely. Clara comforted him by bringing him food almost every night.
Clara wanted to have a big role in starting the Methodist church. She helped hold prayer meetings in her home. As the town grew, laundry competition did the same. Customers may have had to equivocate on which business they would give their money (er, gold) to.
Education was very rare among the Indian people. But a school was built, and it thrived.
And in no time at all, it was Christmastime. Clara celebrated in a little house with some friends.
Chapter 13
Chapter 13 is relatively short, and just covers the interaction between Indians and white folks. Lynda Lowery (the author) describes someone as "An old Cheyenne wise man named Sweet Medicine". Sweet Medicine warned the Indians about white people, how they would come, and what they would do. He told the Indians that the white people would try to change the Indian's way of living.
The Indians were used to words meaning something. In my family, the word(s) "serious" or "I promise" mean that what the person is saying is true, no matter what. That's what the Indians were used to, so when we (the Americans) broke a treaty after a long time of faithfulness to our word, they (the Indians) were shocked. They probably thought of us as immature, or even an enfant terrible children.
Gold Dust Used for money |
Chapter 13
Chapter 13 is relatively short, and just covers the interaction between Indians and white folks. Lynda Lowery (the author) describes someone as "An old Cheyenne wise man named Sweet Medicine". Sweet Medicine warned the Indians about white people, how they would come, and what they would do. He told the Indians that the white people would try to change the Indian's way of living.
The Indians were used to words meaning something. In my family, the word(s) "serious" or "I promise" mean that what the person is saying is true, no matter what. That's what the Indians were used to, so when we (the Americans) broke a treaty after a long time of faithfulness to our word, they (the Indians) were shocked. They probably thought of us as immature, or even an enfant terrible children.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
One More Valley, One More Hill, Post 5
Chapters 7-9
EVERYONE had caught "Gold Fever". They all headed to the Rocky Mountains in Colorado hoping to strike it rich. It was an arduous task. Different stories, tales, and rumors of finding gold gave everyone hope. Clara wanted to join them, not for gold, but to find her daughter Eliza Jane, whom she hadn't seen in over 20 years. Clara couldn't afford such a journey, so she negotiated with a group of men. She'd do all the cooking and laundering if they let her tag along. They declined because they didn't want some slave with them. Clara pulled out her freedom papers, and they let her on board. She became an argonaut.
After each chapter Linda Lowery gives us various information about phrases, habits, and other things popular in Clara's time. Chapter 8 consists only of these tid-bits. Linda tells us in detail about the food they ate, the clothes they wore; the dangers they faced.
Chapter 9 tells us what Clara did while she was on her journey, and goes in detail on what she cooked. Clara had never prepared a meal for a crowd this large in her life, even when she was a slave. Speaking of which, (in my opinion) they still treated her like one. They made her sleep outside with the cows because she was black (a fine way to treat a lady preparing all your food, don't you think?). The women who paid an extra fee slept inside. Only when he weather was so severe would they let her inside.
Families were on board, and parents took time to educate their kids. People danced, played their harmonicas and fiddles, sang songs, told stories, and debated about slavery. It was the hot topic, and they talked about it like conservatives talk about liberals today. When they got into arguments, Clara cleverly sneaked away.
They took Sundays off, the Christians on board demanded it. People would pray and read the Bible.
One day, the daily routine changed. They approached Indians. They were panicked. They found Kiowa. Clara was the only one that wasn't scared. Clara understood that the Indians must have been shocked at the arrival of white men. This was their land, they were there first, and Clara got that. It all went peaceful, they did some trading, and they were off. They were relieved!
They had struggles with the weather. Too hot, too cold. It was severe. Even when the weather was perfect, the wagons kept breaking down. Clara probably still had a good attitude knowing she might be able to carpe diem with her daughter.
Later a herd of bison began charging at them, the men fired rifles and made the stampede go another direction.
Did I mention they used buffalo poop as a substitute to wood sometimes? And that when they burned it it smelled good? Yeah.
EVERYONE had caught "Gold Fever". They all headed to the Rocky Mountains in Colorado hoping to strike it rich. It was an arduous task. Different stories, tales, and rumors of finding gold gave everyone hope. Clara wanted to join them, not for gold, but to find her daughter Eliza Jane, whom she hadn't seen in over 20 years. Clara couldn't afford such a journey, so she negotiated with a group of men. She'd do all the cooking and laundering if they let her tag along. They declined because they didn't want some slave with them. Clara pulled out her freedom papers, and they let her on board. She became an argonaut.
After each chapter Linda Lowery gives us various information about phrases, habits, and other things popular in Clara's time. Chapter 8 consists only of these tid-bits. Linda tells us in detail about the food they ate, the clothes they wore; the dangers they faced.
Chapter 9 tells us what Clara did while she was on her journey, and goes in detail on what she cooked. Clara had never prepared a meal for a crowd this large in her life, even when she was a slave. Speaking of which, (in my opinion) they still treated her like one. They made her sleep outside with the cows because she was black (a fine way to treat a lady preparing all your food, don't you think?). The women who paid an extra fee slept inside. Only when he weather was so severe would they let her inside.
Families were on board, and parents took time to educate their kids. People danced, played their harmonicas and fiddles, sang songs, told stories, and debated about slavery. It was the hot topic, and they talked about it like conservatives talk about liberals today. When they got into arguments, Clara cleverly sneaked away.
They took Sundays off, the Christians on board demanded it. People would pray and read the Bible.
One day, the daily routine changed. They approached Indians. They were panicked. They found Kiowa. Clara was the only one that wasn't scared. Clara understood that the Indians must have been shocked at the arrival of white men. This was their land, they were there first, and Clara got that. It all went peaceful, they did some trading, and they were off. They were relieved!
They had struggles with the weather. Too hot, too cold. It was severe. Even when the weather was perfect, the wagons kept breaking down. Clara probably still had a good attitude knowing she might be able to carpe diem with her daughter.
Later a herd of bison began charging at them, the men fired rifles and made the stampede go another direction.
Did I mention they used buffalo poop as a substitute to wood sometimes? And that when they burned it it smelled good? Yeah.
Buffalo Chips (Do not eat) |
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
One More Valley, One More Hill, Post 4
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