Sunday, February 26, 2012

Old House Voyeurism: In Albia


We've played this game before here, but without a title. The goal is to mine Realtor listings for photos of and information regarding admirable old houses now on the market in southern Iowa, which I define as our two southernmost tiers of counties --- God's country --- although anything south of Des Moines could quality.


Listings describe this house in southeast Albia as: "... your opportunity to own one of Albia's most historic homes sitting on almost an entire city block. The home has been well maintained with lots of upgrades. Many of the original features have been preserved including original woodwork and grand staircase, 3 marble fireplaces and pocket doors. Ths home has been decorated with many pieces of Victorian furniture which are optional with the purchase of this home."


The address is 926 4th Avenue East and the asking price, an optimistic (although not impossible if someone with deep enough pockets comes along) $265,000. The style is Italianate and the Realtor build date, 1880, which seems about right.



I'd bet that, in Albia, it's known as the "old (insert surname here) place," but without that information I can't poke around for the name of its builder or history.


Albia is a town with a strong preservation ethic thanks in large part to the late Bob Bates and friends, who started work 50 or more years ago. Its beautifully restored, conserved and maintained city square is a National Register Historic District. There are a number of fine old homes, too, and this certainly is one of them.


I've driven by it many times, wondering what it was like inside --- but homeowners sometimes react badly when a guy walks up the door and asks, "how much for a tour?"


And I know a couple who considered purchasing it at one point. She wanted it. He didn't. Eventually, they didn't --- perhaps one reason why they're still married.



The house faces north in the middle of a block-sized lot in a neighborhood of more modest homes, most with plenty of elbow room. It presides over the area, several blocks east and slightly south of the square.


Obviously well maintained, it has been extensively decorated in a classic aspirational southern Iowa style, including plenty of "outdoors" prints and a mounted deer head over one of the original marble chimneypieces. The only piece of the scheme that makes me really nervous, beyond the glassy eyes of the dead deer (there are dead fish on the chimneypiece, too) is wallpaper of great gloom in the dining room.


There are five bedrooms, two and a half baths and 3,592 square feet of living space. The home's Trulia listing, which is here, offers access to 60 photos of the house --- including many of extensively decorated bedrooms upstairs --- in case you want to investigate further.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Dispatches from the Holy Wars: 02/25


Pima County, Arizona, Sheriff Paul Babeau's predicament offered a little comedy relief during holy wars of the week or so that was.

It's been eerily quiet out here in the Hawkeye state since "Resolute" Romney, "Courage" Santorum, "Consistent" Paul and "Cheerful" Gingrich moved on to campaign for President Obama in other states. Personally, I'm missing "Pitiful" Perry, but I'm sure Texans are glad to have him home again.

Fear and loathing at the Statehouse continues, but with the volume turned down --- in part because Senate Majority Leader Mike Gronstal, gatekeeper for bills in the Senate, continues to block constitutional capers intended to end same-sex marriage.

There have been a few forays into other areas of divisiveness, of course, but HF 2033, intended to harass women who wish to have abortions and the doctors who provide them by mandating ultrasounds before the procedure seems to be dead in the water. That was a pet projet of Osceola Republican Rep. Joel Fry.

Tea Party loon Kim Pearson's HF 2298, which would have declared all terminated pregnancies (with the possible exception of miscarriages) to be "feticide" without regard for such factors as rape, incest or the likely death of the mother, failed to gain traction anywhere.

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The freak fringe of the NRA-backed cold-dead-hands contingent, after deftly slipping a dove hunting season through the Legislature last year and turning Iowa into a "shall issue state" in 2010, continues to introduce bills, including a "stand your ground" measure that as nearly as I could tell would allow Iowans to shoot and kill anybody they took a dislike to without penalty. Another bill would prevent government agencies from barring weapons in public buildings and House Joint Resolution 2005 would amend the constitution to in effect eliminate all restrictions on guns.

These are unlikely to go far this session, but you never know. A recent Iowa Poll indicates 57 percent of Iowans are satisfied with the current gun laws and 26 percent actually believe tougher regulations are needed.  

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My buddy Mary Ellen pointed me toward the news that Chuck "Iowa Boy" Offenburger, formerly a progressive Republican (and yes, Virginia, there used to be such a thing) has finally given up on the GOP and registered as an independent. If interested, you can read his announcement here.

Chuck, until a dozen or so years ago, probably was Iowa's most widely-known newspaper personality, writing folksy stuff for The Register as, you guessed it, Iowa Boy.

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Elsewhere, this week, the Maryland Legislature passed marriage equality legislation, which Gov. Martin O'Malley backed and has pledged to sign. New Jersey lawmakers approved marriage quality legislation a week earlier, but as promised, Republican Gov. Chris Christie vetoed it. Washington appoved equality earlier in the month, a measure since signed into law.

Maryland brings to eight the number of states, including Iowa, where same-sex marriage is legal, as it also is in the District of Columbia. Five states offer civil unions for same-sex couples --- Delaware, Hawaii, Illinois, Rhode  Island and New Jersey.

The usual suspects, including the Roman Catholic male and allegedly celibate heirarchy, are leading the charge to challenge via referendum legislative action in Maryland, Washington and elsewhere.

The high comedy here involves those bishops in self-appointed roles as family values guardians. It's a little like letting a coyote loose in the chicken house to guard the old hens.

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Arizona provided a little comedy relief this week in a "Cowboys are frequently, secretly fond of each other" vein, when Pima County's aggressively right wing Republican Sheriff (and congressional candidate), Paul Babeau, most widely known for his high profile war on illegal immigrants, was propelled out of the closet after allegedly threatening to deport his Mexican lover of three years, Jose Orozco.

Just a few days before, he'd been among freak fringe whackos featured at the Conservative Political Action Conference in Washington, D.C. Then it turns out, the good sheriff (who quickly resigned as Arizona's "Resolute" Romney co-chair) really did post those photos of himself with and without underpants to the Web.

The studly Babeau, an Iraq War veteran, has since declared himself in favor of gay marriage and a born again follower of Ron Paul as he attempts to hang onto his political career and find a niche among Republicans.

I wish him well, really. And it's a wonderful example of what the closet can do to a guy (or gal). Or, as Granny used to say, "O what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive."

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Kind of funny, too, is the "All Dead Mormons are Now Gay" Web site which allows users to make any dead Mormon gay for eternity.

This, of course, is a satirical take on the Latter-day Saint practice of baptizing the dead by proxy in line with church doctrine that requires all humanity, dead and alive, be offered the opportunity to covert (the dead actually have the right to decline).

Mitt Romney's candidacy, recent revelations that Romney's atheist father-in-law was dragged kicking and screaming into the church after his death, Jewish objections to the "conversion" of Holocaust victims and general LDS opposition to anything judged gay-friendly are among the factors in operation here.

I've always thought the LDS approach to conversion was rather nice --- much nicer than mainstream Christianity's habit of consigning anyone outside the fold to eternal hellfire.

But I just couldn't resist. So welcome, Joshua Saunders, whoever you may have been and wherever you may be, to the homosexual lifestyle.




Friday, February 24, 2012

Black & White & Read all over


Sifting through a small box at the museum yesterday, I came upon two extraordinary items --- one that we've been looking for for months, the other unexpected; both printed.

I've whined before about the sorry organizational state of the thousands of documents, scraps of paper, photographs and other paper artifacts that rest, for the most part out of sight, in Iowa's local history museums, including Lucas County's. This is no one's fault; volunteer-staffed institutions because of limited time to deal with high volume have been storing these items for years in the hope that sometime, someone would have time to deal with them.

If a paper item was accessioned individually, we know we've got it. When accessioned as batches, as in "50 miscellaneous photos," we don't really know what we've got. That's changing for all sorts of reasons, but the solution involves dealing methodically with a mountain of paper, still time-consuming.

Anyhow, the unexpected item was a single ediction of The Chariton Patriot from 1869. There just aren't any surviving Patriot editions from that year, due to fires and other disasters. Of so I'd thought. Now I know that there's at least one.

Because of the high rag content of the paper on which it was printed, the issue is in remarkably good shape --- still white, still pliable, only slightly torn along fold lines. It doesn't contain any remarkable news, but the fact it survived is remarkable in itself.

The other survivor is an 1865 edition of a New York newspaper reporting President Abraham Lincoln's assassination. That one, we knew we had --- somewhere. But it had been folded into small squares and placed by its original owner in a small open-ended document envelope with a printed cover suggesting that it contained something entirely different.

I didn't know what it was until I removed the envelope's contents and I still don't know much about it because it won't be unfolded until it can be dealt with properly. Unlike the 1869 Patriot, it appears to be serously deteriorated.

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The odd thing about vintage issues of newspapers is that they've become more desirable, primarily because 30 or more years ago when microfilm became widely available, depositories of old newspapers in many instances had their holdings filmed, then disposed of the originals.

In Iowa, the State Historical Society tried to subscribe for more than a century to every newspaper published in the state. These were collected, bound by year (or volume) and kept at the old Historical Society building (now Ola Babcock) in Des Moines.

Anyone who researched there back in the good old days remembers the drill --- walk into the newspaper room knowing which volume of which newspaper you wanted to examine; write it on a slip of paper and hand that to a staffer; sit down at a table with the bound volume when it arrived from the stacks; leaf through until you found what you wanted; note the item and page on another slip of paper; take both that and the bound volume to another staffer; and eventually receive a photocopy of what you wanted.

When microfilm came in, those bound volumes went out the door and most didn't fare well, although in a few cases repositories were found in the communities where the newspapers originated. In some cases, newspapers were cut apart, obituaries pasted in scrapbooks and everything else thrown away. And in many cases, volumes were burned to taken to the dump.

Even today, when asking about back issues of newspapers you'll hear, "not to worry --- they're on microfilm," which is not necessarily the case because the Historical Society's collection, although vast, was not complete and film from that collection remains the principal resource still available to researchers either on film or in a later digitalized (from microfilm) form. Heaven only knows what else is still tucked away in the store rooms of local newspaper offices.

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Of course I didn't have the camera at the museum yesterday, so the illustration here is my printer's composing stick, a souvenir from typography classes at the University of Iowa. Other than boilerplate, everything in that 1869 edition of The Patriot would have been set into type using a somewhat earlier version of this device.

Type was pulled letter by letter from a case and assembled line-by-line in one of these devices, then carefully secured between strips of lead or brass and transferred into the form from which the newspaper was printed and secured. It was a complicated and time-consuming process, which explains why in most instances --- until linotypes came along --- routine local news was shared in a few sentences rather than a few papagraphs.





Thursday, February 23, 2012

The Quilt --- 25 years onward

Source: Wikipedia
The brief video (below), put together earlier this month by Sean Chapin to mark a 25th anniversary exhibit in San Francisco’s Castro District of 312 panels from the NAMES Foundation AIDS Memorial Quilt, caught my attention this week.

Twenty-five years. Wow. Silly thought --- I no longer fit into my NAMES Project sweatshirt.Considerably more serious: Roughly 617,000 AIDS-related deaths in the United States to date; more than a million deaths last year alone in Sub-Saharan Africa, where more than 23 million people are living with HIV.

Cleve Jones came up with the idea for a quilt during a 1985 march in San Francisco commemorating the assassinations of city Supervisor Harvey Milk and Mayor George Moscone. The project got off the ground during 1987.

Since then, more than 47,000 panels commemorating in excess of 91,000 souls have been prepared, then assembled into panels of eight each. These panels continue to travel the country for exhibit, although I’m not sure about the last time a display was held in Iowa. I remember several.

The full quilt was spread for the last time during 1996 on the Mall in Washington, D.C. That’s unlikely to happen again. It weighs more than 54 tons. Many panels now are fragile, in the hands of conservators. The NAMES Project and the quilt moved during 2001 from San Francisco to Atlanta.

There’s a good deal of symbolism involved in the quilt. Each panel is 3 feet by 6, roughly the size of a grave. In some instances, the panels are the only monuments to those they honor. It’s not been that long ago that some shamed families declined to claim the bodies of their sons, some undertakers refused to touch them. HIV/AIDS still, in parts of Iowa and elsewhere, is something to whisper about.

For all false judgments, for uncharitable thoughts toward our neighbors, and for our prejudice and contempt toward those who differ from us, accept our repentance, Lord. (The Litany of Penance)

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Ash Wednesday


We sat in a circle in the parish hall as the sun was setting this evening to read the Ash Wednesday liturgy. No particular reason for the location, but we've gotten used to this intimate face-to-face setting for Evening Prayer and it somehow seemed more appropriate than the formality of the church with candles blazing, altar draped in lenten purple.

Admitting you're wrong is, too, best done face to face and this is the only day of year we go to church to have dirt rubbed in our faces quite so explicitly.

A single candle burning. Ashes produced earlier in the day by burning Palm Sunday fronds from last year ready in a saucer grabbed from a kitchen cupboard.

Lessons from Isaiah (58:1-12), Psalms (103), 2 Corinthians (5:20b-6:10) and Matthew 6 (1-6; 16-21).

 And then the ashes, "Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return."

Finally, the Litany of Penance:

Most holy and merciful Father: We confess to you and to one another, and to the whole communion of saints in heaven and on earth, that we have sinned by our own fault in thought, word, and deed; by what we have done, and by what we have left undone.

We have not loved you with our whole heart, and mind, and strength. We have not loved our neighbors as ourselves. We have not forgiven others, as we have been forgiven,

Have mercy on us, Lord.

We have been deaf to your call to serve, as Christ served us. We have not been true to the mind of Christ. We have grieved your Holy Spirit,

Have mercy on us, Lord.

We confess to you, Lord, all our past unfaithfulness: the pride, hypocrisy, and impatience of our lives,

We confess to you, Lord.

Our self-indulgent appetites and ways, and our exploitation of other people,

We confess to you, Lord.

Our anger at our own frustration, and our envy of those more fortunate than ourselves,

We confess to you, Lord.

Our intemperate love of worldly goods and comforts, and our dishonesty in daily life and work,

We confess to you, Lord.

Our negligence in prayer and worship, and our failure to commend the faith that is in us,

We confess to you, Lord.

Accept our repentance, Lord, for the wrongs we have done: for our blindness to human need and suffering, and our indifference to injustice and cruelty,

Accept our repentance, Lord.

For all false judgments, for uncharitable thoughts toward our neighbors, and for our prejudice and contempt toward those who differ from us,

Accept our repentance, Lord.

For our waste and pollution of your creation, and our lack of concern for those who come after us,

Accept our repentance, Lord.

Restore us, good Lord, and let your anger depart from us;

Favorably hear us, for your mercy is great.

Accomplish in us the work of your salvation,

That we may show forth your glory in the world.

By the cross and passion of your Son or Lord,

bring us with all your saints to the joy of his resurrection.

--- The Book of Common Prayer, "Ash Wednesday," pp. 264-269.

1903: "Chariton is a Rich Town"


This article, republished from The Chicago Record-Herald in Chariton's Patriot of Aug. 20, 1903, intrigues me because of its insights into the character of Lucas County, as well as its bias, but also because it was written by a newspaper correspondent of some renown who was not part of the Chariton establishment of that day and therefore a little more likely to approach it objectively.

Curtis, a veteran Washington and international correspendent for The Record-Herald, also traveled the lecture circuit --- most likely why he happened to be in Chariton in the first place. You can get an idea of what he might have lectured about by taking a look at this prospectus, available via the University of Iowa's Digital Library collection.

He arrived at a time when Lucas County really was "one of the richest" counties in the state and was enjoying a burst of prosperity. That would change, of course, in part because, as Curtis points out, "the people do not seem to incline" toward diversifying and broadening its economic base.

The article also is peculiarly prophetic, but none of that was evident at the time. The absence of a town water system, noted by Curtis, was one of the reasons why just a few months later, in January of 1904, a major fire would wipe out the north end of the west side of the square, including the massive Mallory Opera Block and two adjacent structures. There was insufficient water to stop that fire and only the solidity of the Penick Building stopped it from claiming more of the square's west side.

At the time the article was written, a substantial majority of Lucas County's bank deposits were held by First National Bank, owned by the Mallory family and headed by Frank R. Crocker, both probably instrumental in bringing Curtis to Chariton to speak in the first place. Four years later, during 1907, the bank fell with a monumental splat because Crocker had been misappropriating its funds. In the aftermath, the remaining Mallorys were forced out of town, taking a still-substantial fortune with them. These were mighty economic blows that affected Lucas County for years.

It may have been aftermath of the bank crash that also brought down the Chariton Improvement Association (Jessie Mallory Thayer, as well as Margaret McCormick, a Mallory protege, were its major players) and the Noxall Club, two of the institutions credited by Curtis with moving Chariton forward.

I suspect that Curtis was moving around Chariton with Jessie, Frank and their contemporaries and that probably is where bias comes in. He pronounces the then-new St. Andrew's Episcopal Church "the best thing in Chariton." And of course it was a fine building --- until it fell down. But it's possible to argue that the new First Methodist Church was its equal and that the still-new Lucas County Courthouse surpassed both. St. Andrew's, however, was the church of the Mallory crowd, which included the Crockers, Margaret McCormick and others.

Whatever the case, it's a good read --- and here it is:

CHARITON IS A RICH TOWN

So Says Wm. E. Curtis In the Record-Herald

He Writes Up Chariton from Observations Made During His Visit Here --- It is Mostly Complimentary but He Indulges in Some Criticism --- The Article in Full Herewith Printed.

When William E. Curtis, the Chicago Record-Herald Correspondent, was in Chariton last week he gathered information for a write-up of the town. His article, in full as it appeared in the Record-Herald, is printed below. Read it and form your own opinion as to its correctness.

The Patriot thinks it is a pretty good example of good reporting done in a short space of time. Mr. Curtis took a drive over the town, especially through the parts in which are located our finer residences and he also saw our churches and school houses. His other information he gathered from citizens of the town. His write-up is very complimentary in the main and his observations are correct in nearly every detail. What he says of our streets can be said of every town in southern Iowa which is without paving. The article follows:

"Chariton, Iowa, Aug. 17 --- This is one of the richest towns in the state and Lucas is one of the richest counties, although limited in area and population. The First National Bank of Chariton has deposits amounting to $1,250,000 and total deposits of the six banks in Lucas county are $1,810,000 which, divided by the population of 17,000, gives a per capita of $105 of savings drawing interest for every man, woman and child. Few farming counties in the United States, if any, surpass this average of wealth, and I am told that all the money has been made here. None has been brought in from the outside. Almost every one of the rich men in Chariton began poor, and they have gradually accumulated their fortunes without speculation and from the fruits of the soil. All the bonds ever issued by the county or town within the last quarter of a century have been absorbed entirely by home investors. There is no county indebtedness and only a few thousands on the town, which were borrowed to erect the electric light plant, and that, the people say, would have been paid off long before this but for mismanagement. This is purely a farming and stock raising community, and its wealth comes from corn, hay, cattle and hogs. There are no railway shops and only two manufactories, at which carriages and brooms are made. The population is almost exclusively American. The only foreigners are Swedes, who are very thrifty, and most of them own farms. Several coal mines in the immediate vicinity furnish an excellent quality of fuel and the railway facilities are good, so that manufacturing might be made a feature, but the people do not seem to incline that way. Chariton is like the other Iowa towns in its beautiful homes and shaded streets, but it is far behind its neighbors in one of two particulars.

"Chariton is probably the only city of its size --- 4,400 inhabitants --- without water works. The people are entirely dependent for their water supply upon individual wells. Some families have windmills to pump the water into reservoirs in their attics and others use gasoline engines. There have been several movements from time to time for the introduction of a modern water system. A proposition recently submitted to a vote of the people was defeated by seventeen majority, which was a great disappointment to the progressive element of the community. However, it was their own fault. Everybody supposed that it would be adopted by a large majority, and the result was a great surprise. Those who were in favor of waterworks did no electioneering, hundreds of them did not even take the trouble to vote, while the opposition was very active and made a canvass of the poorer classes of the town, telling wild stories of the high taxes they would have to pay for water if the scheme went through and declaring that the wells would all be filled up. The result gave the town an unfortunate setback, but the proposition will probably be again submitted soon, with a different result. Eastern parties have been making surveys and are expected to submit a project this summer.

"The streets of Chariton are in a dreadful condition. Residents tell me that frequently in the winter and spring the public square is ornamented with abandoned wagons stuck in the mud and a circus that was here not long ago had an experience similar to that of Fort Dodge. The roads were so bad that the wagons could not be hauled through the town to the fair grounds, and the company was compelled to give only a part of a performance on the baseball grounds, which are near the station. But improvements in this particular have already commenced, and large gangs of men are now grading one of the main streets to lay the first pavement in the town. It will be made of brick placed upon a concrete base, and will cover the principal streets and the public square, while petitions are in circulation for similar improvements in the residence section. Brick must be used, because there is no roadmaking material in this part of the state --- no stone, gravel, sand or anything. It is a proverb that good soil makes poor roads, which is fully demonstrated in this part of Iowa. All the farm(er)s can do is to grade and drain, and that does very little good in rainy weather.

"The people of Chariton have good reason to be proud of their schools, which are the principal sources of public expense. A splendid new schoolhouse has just been finished at a cost of $40,000, and it is a pleasure to know that the salaries of the twenty-six women teachers in this town last year ranged from $35 to $65 a month all around. This seems a small amount, and it is insignificant to the tax payers, for it costs them only about $1.86 a month to educate a child. But it is a good deal for the teachers, who receive only enough to pay the bare expenses of living.


"Next year Chariton will have a free public library, for which Mr. Carnegie has contributed $10,000. This is largely due to the efforts of Miss Margaret Wright Brown, daughter of Joseph A. Brown, a local capitalist. She is a member of the state library commission, and spends most of her time promoting the free public library movement.

"The progress of Chariton is largely due to the women who, in 1902 (sic., the date probably should be 1892), organized the pioneer Improvement Association of Iowa under the leadership of Miss Margaret McCormick, a public-spirited woman of means, who became exasperated by the lack of enterprise on the part of the men folks. She called the women together, formed committees and commenced an agitation which resulted in arousing a spirit of enterprise here and set an example for the organization of similar improvement associations all over the state. In 1895 the association was organized, and men and children were admitted to membership. To the association is attributed directly the credit of transforming a repulsive dumping ground into a beautiful park, of introducing important sanitary improvements and of securing the present appearance of the lawn and gardens in the residence district. Its particular purpose is to beautify the city.

"The Noxall Club, which was organized in 1895 by a few young men for a frolic, has become a serious institution with a membership of over 100 business and professional men, with pleasant clubrooms just off the public square. It is not only the social headquarters of the town, but takes the place of a board of trade and the commercial organizations that are found in other cities. It has initiated several public movements and is growing in influence.

"The Chautauqua epidemic struck Chariton last year. No organization was effected, but a few business men guaranteed the expenses of the assembly because they consider it an advantage to the town. Because of the lack of other suitable ground a tent was erected under the shade of a grove that surrounds one of the public schools within three squares of the courthouse and some of the most expensive attractions were engaged, yet there was no deficit. An imported manager was paid a salary of $1,200, and a handsome balance was left for working capital. This, the second year, promises to be even more profitable because of its high-class programme. There is a nine-day course of lectures, concerts, dramatic readings and other entertainments, the principal stars being Mrs. Maude Ballington Booth, General O.O. Howard, ex-Senator Gordon, Attorney General Hamlin, Rev. Robert McIntyre and others.


"The best thing in Chariton is a church, St. Andrew’s Episcopal, recently erected by Isaac Purcell (Purcell was the architect, not the builder) of Philadelphia. The outside walls are of red Colorado sandstone and the inside walls of gray Bedford stone from Ohio. The finishings, the pews, the choir and a heavy grained ceiling are of natural oak and the windows are filled with stained glass. An altar of Dakota marble is soon to be erected, which will make St. Andrew’s one of the most beautiful little churches in the country. It was erected by bequests from the late Mrs. Elizabeth Hammer and S.H. Mallory, for whom memorial tablets will be soon placed upon the walls.

"The town suffered a great loss by the recent death of Mr. Mallory, who was the wealthiest and most prominent citizen, and always foremost in public movements. He came here in early times as a civil engineer, and his first wages were $5 a month. When he died he left an estate of about $800,000 invested in farm lands, business blocks, bank and railway stocks, mortgages and other property. He was a plain, democratic type of man, with high principles, great abilities, untiring energy and pride in his town and his state. He left a widow and a daughter, Mrs. Jessie M. Thayer, who has taken her father’s place in both business and social affairs. She is president of the Chariton Improvement Association.

"The Methodists are the strongest religious denomination here, and have a large, handsome new church. The Swedish Lutherans are also building.

"By the census of 1900 Chariton had a population of 3,989, and a subscription census of the city taken last spring showed 4,400 people. The growth was not due to a boom nor to the establishment of new manufactories nor to any particular reason or influence, but represents chiefly retired farmers from the surrounding country, who have sold or leased their lands or left them in charge of their sons and have come to town to live upon their savings and enjoy a well-deserved rest and leisure. During the last two years there has been an epidemic of farm sales in this section because of the high prices offered for improved land by young men from other states. The last six years have seen unprecedented prosperity. The farms have grown rich, and many of them have deposited enough money in the banks to give them a comfortable income for the rest of their lives without further labor. Others have turned their farms over to their sons or sons-in-law, and more have leased their lands to tenants and have bought or built comfortable cottages in town, surrounded by an acre or two of ground for gardens. They spend their time reading, discussing politics with their neighbors, grow their own vegetables, keep a cow and a horse and are enjoying life up to the limit. The books of the recorder of deeds shows that $2,850,000 has been paid for farms in Lucas county during the last two years. Some have brought as much as $125 an acre. The most of them, however, have sold from $60 to $75 an acre. --- William E. Curtis"

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Chariton rises from the mud


The headline at the top of today's Chariton Leader reads, "Sales tax vote could mean better streets" and introduces a story about a March 6 referendum that would authorize reallocation of most local option sales tax revenue from the swimming pool, now on solid financial ground, to general infrastructure repairs.

That's pretty good timing, from my point of view, since I was working yesterday with this badly faded photo from the historical society collection that serves as a reminder of a time when Chariton didn't have paved streets to repair, period --- economical perhaps, but not too practical for an aspiring county seat town.

William E. Curtis, a correspondent for the Chicago Record-Herald who visited Chariton during the summer of 1903, described the situation like this in his report of August 17:

"The streets of Chariton are in a dreadful condition. Residents tell me that frequently in the winter and spring the public square is ornamented with abandoned wagons stuck in the mud and a circus that was here not long ago had an experience similar to that of Fort Dodge. The roads were so bad that the wagons could not be hauled through the town to the fair grounds, and the company was compelled to give only a part of a performance on the baseball grounds, which are near the station."

Curtis went on to report that even as he wrote, the situation was being rectified: "But improvements in this particular have already commenced, and large gangs of men are now grading one of the main streets to lay the first pavement in the town. It will be made of brick placed upon a concrete base, and will cover the principal streets and the public square, while petitions are in circulation for similar improvements in the residence section. Brick must be used, because there is no roadmaking material in this part of the state --- no stone, gravel, sand or any thing. It is a proverb that good soil makes poor roads, which is fully demonstrated in this part of Iowa."

Althoug this photo is undated, it probably was taken during that summer or fall as a crew prepared the surface of North Main for paving. It could not have been taken later because the three-story Mallory Opera Block and Storie Building plus the two-story Lockwood Building, all at the north end of this business block, burned during January of 1904. That left a big gap between the three-story Penick Building, which still stands just north of the alley, and the old Union Block, on the northwest corner of the square, which survived until succumbing to an overenthusiastic redeveloper during the later 20th century.

I wish the photo were in better condition. It's one of the few I know of that shows the north half of the west side of the square at its finest --- at a time when Chariton's aspirations soared to three stories. When the victims of the 1904 fire were replaced, their builders stopped at the more practical two-story level.

Monday, February 20, 2012

Laissez les bons temps rouler


What we really need about now in Iowa is a good party, suspended  drearily between Christmas and spring. But the culture's all wrong and so, most years, is the climate. Who wants to grab beads, go up town and march around the square in snow?

This year, however, South moved North and we could have pulled it off. But it's too late --- Mardi Gras season ends tomorrow on Fat Tuesday. I guess I'll just take down the Christmas decorations. Nope, haven't done that yet (other than the tree).

Maybe red beans and rice for lunch --- providing Hy-Vee down here stocks Zatarain's. I've never looked. If not --- back to meatloaf (Iowa's official state dish). At least my recipe includes a good dose of Cajun seasoning.

Morning after? Here's a guaranteed Fat Tuesday bloody mary recipe:

46-ounce bottle vegetable or tomato juice
half cup lemon juice
quarter-cup liquid from a jar of pickled okra
3 tablespoons Cajun seasoning
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
2 tablespoons horseradish
teaspoon celery seed
pepper sauce (up to you)
2 cups plain or pepper-flavored vodka

Stir well, or shake. Must be very cold. Serve with ice, if you like. Garnish with pickled okra. Let the good times roll indeed.

Not up to it? Start the day with the Balfa Brothers and La Dance des Mardi Gras.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Quinquagesima


Preparing Sunday service bulletins is among the odd jobs, sometimes maddening, that have fallen into my lap. If you go to church and mindlessly pick up that folded sheet of paper with stuff printed on it as you enter --- show a little respect. At least half the church secretaries, preachers, preacher's wives and volunteers who produce these pesky but necessary items will have violated a commandment and cursed at some point during production.

There are compensations, however --- like pulling out, dusting off and remembering how to spell words like "Quinquagesima," not widely used any more. Especially since Roman Catholics in a fit of Vatican II revisionism declared the three Sundays prior to Ash Wednesday to be mere ordinary time and sent  "Septuagesima," "Sexagesima" and "Quinquagesima" to the liturgical scrap heap.

Episcopalians and Lutherans for the most part did too, but Quinquagesima still pops up among traditionalists of all three persuasions --- and while hardly a traditionalist, I like to use it, too. The alternative is "the last Sunday after the Epiphany," which doesn't resonate.

"Quinquagesima" translates from the Latin as "fiftieth," signifying that today is the fiftieth day before Easter if you count inclusively --- including Easter itself. Also, the Sunday before Ash Wednesday, or the beginning of Lent, a 40-day period of penance and reflection from which Sundays are excluded. One point of using the term today is to say, in Latin, "get ready!"

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My buddy who handles the flower end of things at Sacred Heart looked up the other day and said something like, "I really like Lent." I responded, "yea --- because you don't have to worry about altar flowers" --- a minor form of altar guild "gotcha."

Traditionally, altars are a little bare during Lent, a nod to its penitential significance. And coming up with altar flowers during the winter after Christmas red and green have been retired and before spring bursts forth, can be a challenge --- especially in parishes without bottomless running accounts with the florist or a rota of willing donors. Or where silk (gasp) is considered inappropriate.

But my friend is devout --- and the kidding wasn't intended to suggest that a break from beating the bushes for blossoms was the big factor here. I like Lent, too --- and am substantially less devout.

Everybody needs ashes on Ash Wednesday, from Baptist to Unitarian Universalist. Go find some. At St. Andrew's, the liturgy begins at 5 p.m. Wednesday. Ashes will be available (free) in Catholic and Lutheran parishes, too, and most likely in churches of some other denominations --- Protestants of all stripes have been rediscovering the value of Lent lately. Check your local listing for details. Or make your own (traditionally, ashes are produced by burning fronds set aside after Palm Sunday of the previous year but innovation is acceptable).

If you're paying attention, a key moment --- after that cross of damp ash has been applied to your forehead --- is the admonition: "Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return."

Those words operate on various levels related to faith, hope and practicality, looking always to resurrection. At the practical end of the spectrum, they're useful reminders that the human condition involves a recurring cycle of crashing, burning and rising again from the ashes. And that while crashing and burning are painful and inevitable, it is the rising --- and helping others to rise --- that's important. That is what I, at least, tend to think most about during Lent.

Shrove Tuesday preceedes Ash Wednesday, by the way, and that's traditionally a day for pancakes. St. Andrew's will serve a supper of pancakes, sausage and juice from 5 to 7 p.m. Tuesday at the church in return for free-will donations. All proceeds will go to the Ministry Center food bank. Everyone's welcome

Saturday, February 18, 2012

John V. Faith and The Democrat


Those who think the volume and tone of 21st century political debate are aberrations might think otherwise after spending a little time with newspapers of, say, 150 years ago. In Lucas County, the best example of extreme partisanship would be The Democrat, founded by a firebrand named John V. Faith on the 12th of October, 1867, and still with us in the form of The Leader.

Although Faith didn't last long in Chariton, or anywhere else for that matter --- he lacked the sense of proportion needed to produce a newspaper with broad enough appeal to be financially viable --- he did leave behind the earliest surviving issues of a newspaper produced in Lucas County.

The Chariton Patriot, founded in 1857 by John Edwards and Republican in politics, was the first Lucas County newspaper to survive for any length of time --- and it, too, is still with us in the form of the Herald-Patriot. But the oldest Patriot issues that we have date from the early 1870s.

It's unwise to imagine that Republicans and Democrats of the late 1860s bore much resemblance to their counterparts today. At that time, Republicans tended to be more progressive and more liberal; Democrats, at the opposite end of the spectrum --- most jarringly on issues related to race. Faith presented the Democrat agenda of his era in what someone from the 21st century might call Tea Party terms, relying on the race card to fire up his constituency.

Dan Baker, a later editor of The Democrat/Leader who wrote Lucas County's 1881 history before moving on to California, described Faith as a "sharp, incisive writer, with occasional lapses from fairness, which often caused the loss of respect of his readers." That seems to be something of an understatement. "A distortion of facts," Baker continued, "invariably undermines confidence in the editor."

Faith apparently had difficulty at the start in finding suitable office space on a town square of ramshackle frame buildings grouped around what, when it rained, was a sea of mud. In late January of 1868, however, he moved his operation into the southwest corner room on the second floor of the old brick Lucas County Courthouse. It was common, then, for the county to rent courthouse space to professionals and several lawyers also had their offices in the courthouse at varying times.

Faith left town in 1871, press and all, taking his operation to Osceola --- but didn't last long there. The newspaper was relaunched in Chariton as The Leader during April of 1872 with Baker and Napoleon Bonaparte "Bone" Branner, recently returned to Lucas County after Confederate sservice in the Civil War, as editors.

As the years passed, the newspaper was known variously as The Leader and The Democrat, depending upon who owned it, until settling into place finally as The Leader. It's best-known owner probably was Smith H. Mallory, who restored The Democrat name during the years he was attempting, unsuccessfully, to become a political force in Iowa.

Although the first issue of The Democrat did not survive, the second --- of Oct. 19, 1867 --- has. In it, Faith republished the "Preface" that had appeared in the Oct. 12 issue with the following note: "We have received some two hundred subscribers since our last publication and it has been suggested that we re-publish our introductory in order that all might see it, the extra copies of our last edition having been exhausted before Monday morning."

Here's the text of that "preface":

"Custom has taught the public to expect, that when an editor issues his first paper, he will, in a long and windy "salutatory," introduce himself, and minutely foreshadow the course that he intends to pursue as an Editor. This is always an unpleasant duty, and we for one, would be glad to see the custom abolished.

"In sending out this, the first number of the Chariton Democrat, we feel that we are undertaking a work which is by no means trifling. The Democratic citizens of the County have long felt the want of an "organ" for the party, and now that the desire is about to be gratified in one respect, there is danger that they will expect too much of the Editor. They will feel like falling back in an attitude of repose, and depend upon him to do the work alone. Twice before has the attempt been made to establish a Democratic paper at Chariton, and each time the attempt has proved a failure. It is not for us to say where the fault lay, or whether this was the cause of failure. This is no apparent reason why such a paper cannot be made self-supporting in this city and county --- where all is enterprise, prosperity and hope. Yet we do not undertake the work with hopes of a golden future and easy life before us. We have twice before been "through the mill," and we still are only an editor. But we never have failed, and never had so fair a prospect as is here presented. To make the enterprise successful, we shall endeavor to identify it with the interests of the section of country from which it eminates, and to do this, we must have the encouragement and co-operation of those who are friendly to our work. Experience has taught us that this is essential, and from what we have readily seen of the Lucas County Democracy, we can freely say that we believe they will do their duty.

"As to our politics, of course we are Democratic. We shall, in our feeble manner, advocate only those principles which are Democratic. We cannot undertake to promise what we will do, but there are some things that we will not do, viz: We will not advocate the Negro Equality Radical doctrines; we shall not try to prove that a negro is better than a white man, or even as good a citizen; nor shall we insist that the negro race is more capable of governing the United States than is the white race. We shall not contend that it is just that a portion of the people on the one hand should be burdened with an enormous tax to support a monied aristocracy on the other; we shall not urge that it is right that the home-holder should receive his interest in gold, while the laborer is paid his hire in greenbacks; we shall not labor to show that it is for the best interests of the country that we should retain and perpetuate in office a general black-and-tan mixture of Radicals, negroes and thieves, to the exclusion and oppression of honest white man; and we shall fail to see the right by which a body of political demagogues who syle themselves the Congress of the United States can proclaim to the people that they are the makers and judges of the laws of the land, and proceed to establish and perpetuate a military oligarchy over a section of the country, the people whereof are more loyal and better citizens than themselves. These and many other like pernicious principles, we shall not adovcate. But we shall endeavor, by truth and consistency in all things, to show up the evils and corruption which now hold high carnival in every public department of our Local, State, and National Governments.

"We shall also endeavor to make the Democrat a Newspaper, giving as full a summary of the general news, from week to week, as the means at hand will enable us to do, and our space allow.

"We shall make our local department, the feature of our paper, and to this end we shall depend upon our friends to aid us, by sending to us such items as are of local interest, as they come under their observation. We shall also use care in the selection of our miscellaneous readings; and by industry in all these departments, we hope to make the Democrat a permanent institution, and a welcome visitor to every Democratic household."

Friday, February 17, 2012

Tain't necessarily so


Well, last week’s hooting and hollering about the Church of Christ preacher in Des Moines who posted “Gay is not OK” on his sign along Army Post Road was resolved peacefully. About 100 “gay is ok” protesters gathered outside on Sunday morning, about 150 gathered inside to hear the sermon of that title, including a few protesters who just sat there and listened. Everyone was polite, then everyone went home.

The interesting thing about the whole thing was, or so it seemed to me, that this was the major religion story reported upon in Iowa over the weekend.

And then during the week, national reporting related to religion was dominated by more hooting and hollering from Roman Catholic bishops nationwide about a requirement, modified midweek, that church-owned commercial operations --- hospitals and the like --- provide free contraceptive care to their employees. Plus the usual reports on bishops, preachers and self-styled Christian activists from a variety of denominations objecting as same-sex marriage was signed into law in Washington and advanced in New Jersey, perhaps in Maryland. And a skirmish here and there related to abortion.

The inevitable conclusion among the majority of Americans --- who don’t go to church --- if the majority relies at all on the media, probably would have continued to be, “wow, all those guys think about is sex.”

That may not be the case, of course, but churches in which attention is paid to other matters just aren’t making much noise. I guess some evangelical congregations still are concerned about saving souls. And probably some congregations elsewhere in the denominational mix still are concerned about serving up the sacraments. But how would you know?

And you can’t really blame the media for this misunderstanding, if indeed it is one --- reporters, like small children, are attracted by loud noises and bright and shiny stuff. Besides, many of them don’t get out much any more --- let alone know anything about religion.

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We were sitting around at the annual meeting in church a few Sundays ago, joining the chorus of whines across Christendom about the declining number of children --- they’re the future of the church, somebody said.

Taint necessarily so. Despite the old saw from Proverbs, “Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.” Trained-up children increasingly depart.

So it’s likely that kids aren't the most important element in the future of the church --- that their parents are, plus all those other young to middling adults bored, turned off and sleeping in/ And crotchety grandparent types who have gotten fed up and have departed, too. Everybody’s the future of the church --- and will decide if it’s worth keeping.

But what if it’s not worth keeping? Hmmm. I mean, what’s left when the imagined fires of hell have been quenched and fear of eternal damnation has been extinguished? And as increasing numbers of folks discover that those guys the church told you to hate really aren’t that bad after all?

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I’m intrigued by the title of Diana Butler Bass’s new book, “Christianity after Religion.” Bass has recovered both from being raised a Methodist and a season in the evangelical desert and has now reached the promised land among Episcopalians. Think I’ll order a copy and see what she has to say. Here’s a taste of it, via YouTube.