CHAPTER XVII

ADMISSION TO CITIZENSHIP

1859

In 1858, my brother, to whom the greater opportunities of San

Francisco had long appealed, decided upon a step that was to affect

considerably my own modest affairs. This was to remove permanently to

the North, with my sister-in-law; and in the Los Angeles _Star_ of

January 22d, 1859, there appeared the following:

Mr. Joseph P. Newmark has established a commission-house in

San Francisco, with a branch in this city. From his

experience in business, Mr. Newmark will be a most

desirable agent for the sale of our domestic produce in the

San Francisco market, and we have no doubt will obtain the

confidence of our merchants and shippers.

This move of my brother's was made, as a matter of fact, at a time

when Los Angeles, in one or two respects at least, seemed promising.

On September 30th, the building commenced by John Temple in the

preceding February, on the site of the present Bullard Block, was

finished. Most of the upper floor was devoted to a theater, and I am

inclined to think that the balance of the building was leased to the

City, the court room being next to the theater, and the ground floor

being used as a market. To the latter move there was considerable

opposition, affecting, as the expenditures did, taxes and the public

treasury; and one newspaper, after a spirited attack on the "Black

Republicans," concluded its editorial with this patriotic appeal:

Citizens! Attend to your interests; guard your pocketbooks!

This building is one of the properties to which I refer as sold by

Hinchman, having been bought by Dr. J. S. Griffin and B. D. Wilson who

resold it in time to the County.

A striking feature of this market building was the town clock, whose

bell was pronounced "fine-toned and sonorous." The clock and bell,

however, were destined to share the fate of the rest of the structure

which, all in all, was not very well constructed. At last, the heavy

rains of the early sixties played havoc with the tower, and toward the

end of 1861 the clock had set such a pace for itself regardless of the

rest of the universe that the newspapers were full of facetious jibes

concerning the once serviceable timepiece, and many were the queries

as to whether something could not be done to roof the mechanism? The

clock, however, remained uncovered until Bullard demolished the

building to make room for the present structure.

Elsewhere I have referred to the attempt, shortly after I arrived

here, or during the session of the Legislature of 1854-55, to divide

California into two states--the proposition, be it added of a San

Bernardino County representative. A committee of thirteen, from

different sections of the commonwealth, later substituted a bill

providing for three states: Shasta, in the North; California, at the

middle; Colorado, in the South; but nothing evolving as a result of

the effort, our Assemblyman, Andrés Pico, in 1859 fathered a measure

for the segregation of the Southern counties under the name of

Colorado, when this bill passed both houses and was signed by the

Governor. It had to be submitted to the people, however, at the

election in September, 1859; and although nearly twenty-five hundred

ballots were cast in favor of the division, as against eight hundred

in the negative, the movement was afterward stifled in Washington.

Damien Marchessault and Victor Beaudry having enthusiastically

organized the Santa Anita Mining Company in 1858, H. N. Alexander,

agent at Los Angeles for Wells Fargo & Company, in 1859 announced that

the latter had provided scales for weighing gold-dust and were

prepared to transact a general exchange business. This was the same

firm that had come through the crisis with unimpaired credit when

Adams & Company and many others went to the wall in the great

financial crash of 1855.

I have mentioned the Mormon Colony at San Bernardino and its

connection, as an offshoot, with the great Mormon city, Salt Lake; now

I may add that each winter, for fifteen or twenty years, or until

railroad connection was established, a lively and growing trade was

carried on between Los Angeles and Utah. This was because the Mormons

had no open road toward the outside world, except in the direction of

Southern California; for snow covered both the Rockies and the Sierra

Nevadas, and closed every other highway and trail. A number of Mormon

wagon-trains, therefore, went back and forth every winter over the

seven hundred miles or more of fairly level, open roadways, between

Salt Lake and Los Angeles, taking back not only goods bought here but

much that was shipped from San Francisco to Salt Lake via San Pedro. I

remember that in February, 1859, these Mormon wagons arrived by the

Overland Route almost daily.

The third week in February witnessed one of the most interesting

gatherings of _rancheros_ characteristic of Southern California life I

have ever seen. It was a typical _rodeo_, lasting two or three days,

for the separating and re-grouping of cattle and horses, and took

place at the residence of William Workman at La Puente _rancho_.

Strictly speaking, the _rodeo_ continued but two days, or less; for,

inasmuch as the cattle to be sorted and branded had to be deprived for

the time being of their customary nourishment, the work was

necessarily one of despatch. Under the direction of a Judge of the

Plains--on this occasion, the polished cavalier, Don Felipe Lugo--they

were examined, parted and branded, or re-branded, with hot irons

impressing a mark (generally a letter or odd monogram) duly registered

at the Court House and protected by the County Recorder's certificate.

Never have I seen finer horsemanship than was there displayed by those

whose task it was to pursue the animal and throw the lasso around the

head or leg; and as often as most of those present had probably seen

the feat performed, great was their enthusiasm when each _vaquero_

brought down his victim. Among the guests were most of the _rancheros_

of wealth and note, together with their attendants, all of whom made

up a company ready to enjoy the unlimited hospitality for which the

Workmans were so renowned.

Aside from the business in hand of disposing of such an enormous

number of mixed-up cattle in so short a time, what made the occasion

one of keen delight was the remarkable, almost astounding ability of

the horseman in controlling his animal; for lassoing cattle was not

his only forte. The _vaquero_ of early days was a clever rider and

handler of horses, particularly the bronco--so often erroneously

spelled broncho--sometimes a mustang, sometimes an Indian pony. Out of

a drove that had never been saddled, he would lasso one, attach a

halter to his neck and blindfold him by means of a strap some two or

three inches in width fastened to the halter; after which he would

suddenly mount the bronco and remove the blind, when the horse,

unaccustomed to discipline or restraint, would buck and kick for over

a quarter of a mile, and then stop only because of exhaustion. With

seldom a mishap, however, the _vaquero_ almost invariably broke the

mustang to the saddle within three or four days. This little Mexican

horse, while perhaps not so graceful as his American brother, was

noted for endurance; and he could lope from morning till night, if

necessary, without evidence of serious fatigue.

Speaking of this dexterity, I may add that now and then the early

Californian _vaquero_ gave a good exhibition of his prowess in the

town itself. Runaways, due in part to the absence of hitching posts

but frequently to carelessness, occurred daily; and sometimes a clever

horseman who happened to be near would pursue, overtake and lasso the

frightened steed before serious harm had been done.

Among the professional classes, J. Lancaster Brent was always popular,

but never more welcomed than on his return from Washington on

February 26th, 1859, when he brought the United States patent to the

Dominguez _rancho_, dated December 18th, 1858, and the first document

of land conveyance from the American Government to reach California.

In mercantile circles, Adolph Portugal became somewhat prominent,

conducting a flourishing business here for a number of years after

opening in 1854, and accumulating, before 1865, about seventy-five

thousand dollars. With this money he then left Los Angeles and went to

Europe, where he made an extremely unprofitable investment. He

returned to Los Angeles and again engaged in mercantile pursuits; but

he was never able to recover, and died a pauper.

Corbitt, who at one time controlled, with Dibblee, great ranch areas

near Santa Bárbara, and in 1859 was in partnership with Barker, owned

the Santa Anita _rancho_, which he later sold to William Wolfskill.

From Los Angeles, Corbitt went to Oregon, where he became, I think, a

leading banker.

Louis Mesmer arrived here in 1858, then went to Fraser River and

there, in eight months, he made twenty thousand dollars by baking for

the Hudson Bay Company's troops. A year later he was back in Los

Angeles; and on Main Street, somewhere near Requena, he started a

bakery. In time he controlled the local bread trade, supplying among

others the Government troops here. In 1864, Mesmer bought out the

United States Hotel, previously run by Webber & Haas, and finally

purchased from Don Juan N. Padilla the land on which the building

stood. This property, costing three thousand dollars, extended one

hundred and forty feet on Main Street and ran through to Los Angeles,

on which street it had a frontage of about sixty feet. Mesmer's son

Joseph is still living and is active in civic affairs.

William Nordholt, a Forty-niner, was also a resident of Los Angeles

for some time. He was a carpenter and worked in partnership with Jim

Barton; and when Barton was elected Sheriff, Nordholt continued in

business for himself. At length, in 1859, he opened a grocery store on

the northwest corner of Los Angeles and First streets, which he

conducted for many years. Even in 1853, when I first knew him,

Nordholt had made a good start; and he soon accumulated considerable

real estate on First Street, extending from Los Angeles to Main. He

shared his possessions with his Spanish wife, who attended to his

grocery; but after his death, in perhaps the late seventies, his

children wasted their patrimony.

Notwithstanding the opening of other hotels, the Bella Union continued

throughout the fifties to be the representative headquarters of its

kind in Los Angeles and for a wide area around. On April 19th, 1856,

Flashner & Hammell took hold of the establishment; and a couple of

years after that, Dr. J. B. Winston, who had had local hotel

experience, joined Flashner and together they made improvements,

adding the second story, which took five or six months to complete.

This step forward in the hostelry was duly celebrated, on April 14th,

1859, at a dinner, the new dining-room being advertised, far and wide,

as "one of the finest in all California."

Shortly after this, however, Marcus Flashner (who owned some

thirty-five acres at the corner of Main and Washington streets, where

he managed either a vineyard or an orange orchard), met a violent

death. He used to travel to and from this property in a buggy; and one

day--June 29th, 1859--his horse ran away, throwing him out and killing

him. In 1860, John King, Flashner's brother-in-law, entered the

management of the Bella Union; and by 1861, Dr. Winston had sole

control.

Strolling again, in imagination, into the old Bella Union of this

time, I am reminded of a novel method then employed to call the guests

to their meals. When I first came to Los Angeles the hotel waiter rang

a large bell to announce that all was ready; but about the spring of

1859 the fact that another meal had been concocted was signalized by

the blowing of a shrill steam-whistle placed on the hotel's roof. This

brought together both the "regulars" and transients, everyone

scurrying to be first at the dining-room door.

About the middle of April, Wells Fargo & Company's rider made a fast

run between San Pedro and Los Angeles, bringing all the mail matter

from the vessels, and covering the more than twenty-seven miles of

the old roundabout route in less than an hour.

The Protestant Church has been represented in Los Angeles since the

first service in Mayor Nichols' home and the missionary work of Adam

Bland; but it was not until May 4th, 1859, that any attempt was made

to erect an edifice for the Protestants in the community. Then a

committee, including Isaac S. K. Ogier, A. J. King, Columbus Sims,

Thomas Foster, William H. Shore, N. A. Potter, J. R. Gitchell and

Henry D. Barrows began to collect funds. Reverend William E. Boardman,

an Episcopalian, was invited to take charge; but subscriptions coming

in slowly, he conducted services, first in one of the school buildings

and then in the Court House, until 1862 when he left.

Despite its growing communication with San Francisco, Los Angeles for

years was largely dependent upon sail and steamboat service, and each

year the need of a better highway to the North, for stages, became

more and more apparent. Finally, in May, 1859, General Ezra Drown was

sent as a commissioner to Santa Bárbara, to discuss the construction

of a road to that city; and on his return he declared the project

quite practicable. The Supervisors had agreed to devote a certain sum

of money, and the Santa Barbareños, on their part, were to vote on the

proposition of appropriating fifteen thousand dollars for the work.

Evidently the citizens voted favorably; for in July of the following

year James Thompson, of Los Angeles, contracted for making the new

road through Santa Bárbara County, from the Los Angeles to the San

Luis Obispo lines, passing through Ventura--or San Buenaventura, as it

was then more poetically called--Santa Bárbara and out by the Gaviota

Pass; in all, a distance of about one hundred and twenty-five miles.

Some five or six months were required to finish the rough work, and

over thirty thousand dollars was expended for that alone.

Winfield Scott Hancock, whom I came to know well and who had been here

before, arrived in Los Angeles in May, 1859, to establish a depot for

the Quartermaster's Department which he finally located at

Wilmington, naming it Drum Barracks, after Adjutant-General Richard

Coulter Drum, for several years at the head of the Department of the

West. Hancock himself was Quartermaster and had an office in a brick

building on Main Street near Third; and he was in charge of all

Government property here and at Yuma, Arizona Territory, then a

military post. He thus both bought and sold; advertising at one time,

for example, a call for three or four hundred thousand pounds of

barley, and again offering for sale, on behalf of poor Uncle Sam, the

important item of a lone, braying mule! Hancock invested liberally in

California projects, and became interested, with others, in the Bear

Valley mines; and at length had the good luck to strike a rich and

paying vein of gold quartz.

Beaudry & Marchessault were among the first handlers of ice in Los

Angeles, having an ice-house in 1859, where, in the springtime, they

stored the frozen product taken from the mountain lakes fifty miles

away. The ice was cut into cubes of about one hundred pounds each,

packed down the _cañons_ by a train of thirty to forty mules, and then

brought in wagons to Los Angeles. By September, 1860, wagon-loads of

San Bernardino ice--or perhaps one would better say compact snow--were

hawked about town and bought up by saloon-keepers and others, having

been transported in the way I have just described, a good seventy-five

miles. Later, ice was shipped here from San Francisco; and soon after

it reached town, the saloons displayed signs soliciting orders.

Considering the present popularity of the silver dollar along the

entire Western Coast, it may be interesting to recall the stamping of

these coins, for the first time in California, at the San Francisco

mint. This was in the spring of 1859, soon after which they began to

appear in Los Angeles. A few years later, in 1863, and for ten or

fifteen years thereafter, silver half-dimes, coined in San Francisco,

were to be seen here occasionally; but they were never popular. The

larger silver piece, the dime, was more common, although for a while

it also had little purchasing power. As late as the early seventies

it was not welcome, and many a time I have seen dimes thrown into the

street as if they were worthless. This prejudice against the smaller

silver coins was much the same as the feeling which even to-day

obtains with many people on the Coast against the copper cent. When

the nickel, in the eighties, came into use, the old Californian

tradition as to coinage began to disappear; and this opened the way

for the introduction of the one-cent piece, which is more and more

coming into popular favor.

In the year 1859, the Hellman brothers, Isaias W. and Herman W.,

arrived here in a sailing-vessel with Captain Morton. I. W. Hellman

took a clerkship with his cousin, I. M. Hellman, who had arrived in

1854 and was established in the stationery line in Mellus's Row, while

H. W. Hellman went to work in June, 1859, for Phineas Banning, at

Wilmington. I. W. Hellman immediately showed much ability and greatly

improved his cousin's business. By 1865, he was in trade for himself,

selling dry-goods at the corner of Main and Commercial streets as the

successor to A. Portugal; while H. W. Hellman, father of Marco H.

Hellman, the banker, and father-in-law of the public-spirited citizen,

Louis M. Cole, became my competitor, as will be shown later, in the

wholesale grocery business.

John Philbin, an Irishman, arrived here penniless late in the fifties,

but with my assistance started a small store at Fort Tejón, then a

military post necessary for the preservation of order on the Indian

Reservation; and there, during the short space of eighteen months, he

accumulated twenty thousand dollars. Illness compelled him to leave,

and I bought his business and property. After completing this

purchase, I engaged a clerk in San Francisco to manage the new branch.

As John Philbin had been very popular, the new clerk also called

himself "John" and soon enjoyed equal favor. It was only when Bob

Wilson came into town one day from the Fort and told me, "That chap

John is gambling your whole damned business away; he plays seven-up at

twenty dollars a game, and when out of cash, puts up blocks of

merchandise," that I investigated and discharged him, sending Kaspare

Cohn, who had recently arrived from Europe, to take his place.

It was in 1859, or a year before Abraham Lincoln was elected

President, that I bought out Philbin, and at the breaking out of the

War, the troops were withdrawn from Fort Tejón, thus ending my

activity there as a merchant. We disposed of the stock as best we

could; but the building, which had cost three thousand dollars,

brought at forced sale just fifty. Fort Tejón, established about 1854,

I may add, after it attained some fame as the only military post in

Southern California where snow ever fell, and also as the scene of the

earthquake phenomena I have described, was abandoned altogether as a

military station on September 11th, 1864. Philbin removed to Los

Angeles, where he invested in some fifty acres of vineyard along San

Pedro Street, extending as far south as the present Pico; and I still

have a clear impression of the typical old adobe there, so badly

damaged by the rains of 1890.

Kaspare remained in my employ until he set up in business at Red

Bluff, Tehama County, where he continued until January, 1866. In more

recent years, he has come to occupy an enviable position as a

successful financier.

Somewhat less than six years after my arrival (or, to be accurate, on

the fifteenth day of August, 1859, about the time of my mother's death

at Loebau), and satisfying one of my most ardent ambitions, I entered

the family of Uncle Sam, carrying from the District Court here a

red-sealed document, to me of great importance; my newly-acquired

citizenship being attested by Ch. R. Johnson, Clerk, and John O.

Wheeler, Deputy.

On September 3d, the Los Angeles _Star_ made the following

announcement and salutation:

CALLED TO THE BAR--At the present term of the District

Court for the First Judicial District, Mr. M. J. Newmark

was called to the bar. We congratulate Mr. Newmark on his

success, and wish him a brilliant career in his profession.

This kindly reference was to my brother-in-law, who had read law in

the office of E. J. C. Kewen, then on Main Street, opposite the Bella

Union, and had there, in the preceding January, when already eleven

attorneys were practicing here, hung out his shingle as Notary Public

and Conveyancer--an office to which he was reappointed by the Governor

in 1860, soon after he had been made Commissioner for the State of

Missouri to reside in Los Angeles. About that same time he began to

take a lively interest in politics; being elected, on October 13th,

1860, a delegate to the Democratic County Convention. A. J. King was

also admitted to the Bar toward the end of that year.

We who have such praise for the rapid growth of the population in Los

Angeles must not forget the faithful midwives of early days, when

there was not the least indication that there would ever be a lying-in

hospital here. First, one naturally recalls old Mrs. Simmons, the

_Sarah Gamp_ of the fifties; while her professional sister of the

sixties was Lydia Rebbick, whose name also will be pleasantly spoken

by old-timers. A brother of Mrs. Rebbick was James H. Whitworth, a

rancher, who came to Los Angeles County in 1857.

Residents of Los Angeles to-day have but a faint idea, I suppose, of

what exertion we cheerfully submitted to, forty or fifty years ago, in

order to participate in a little pleasure. This was shown at an outing

in 1859, on and by the sea, made possible through the courtesy of my

hospitable friend, Phineas Banning, details of which illustrate the

social conditions then prevailing here.

Banning had invited fifty or sixty ladies and gentlemen to accompany

him to Catalina; and at about half-past five o'clock on a June morning

the guests arrived at Banning's residence where they partook of

refreshments. Then they started in decorated stages for New San Pedro,

where the host (who, by the way, was a man of most genial temperament,

fond of a joke and sure to infuse others with his good-heartedness)

regaled his friends with a hearty breakfast, not forgetting anything

likely to both warm and cheer. After ample justice had been done to

this feature, the picknickers boarded Banning's little steamer _Comet_

and made for the outer harbor.

There they were transferred to the United States Coast Survey ship

_Active_, which steamed away so spiritedly that in two hours the

passengers were off Catalina; nothing meanwhile having been left

undone to promote the comfort of everyone aboard the vessel. During

this time Captain Alder and his officers, resplendent in their naval

uniforms, held a reception; and unwilling that the merrymakers should

be exposed without provisions to the wilds of the less-trodden island,

they set before them a substantial ship's dinner. Once ashore, the

visitors strolled along the beach and across that part of the island

then most familiar; and at four o'clock the members of the party were

again walking the decks of the Government vessel. Steaming back

slowly, San Pedro was reached after sundown; and, having again been

bundled into the stages, the excursionists were back in Los Angeles

about ten o'clock.

I have said that most of the early political meetings took place at

the residence of Don Ygnácio del Valle. I recall, however, a mass

meeting and barbecue, in August, 1859, in a grove at El Monte owned by

inn-keeper Thompson. Benches were provided for the ladies, prompting

the editor of the _Star_ to observe, with characteristic gallantry,

that the seats "were fully occupied by an array of beauty such as no

other portion of the State ever witnessed."

On September 11th, Eberhard & Koll opened the Lafayette Hotel on Main

Street, on the site opposite the Bella Union where once had stood the

residence of Don Eulógio de Celis. Particular inducements to families

desiring quiet and the attraction of a table "supplied with the

choicest viands and delicacies of the season" were duly advertised;

but the proprietors met with only a moderate response. On January 1st,

1862, Eberhard withdrew and Frederick W. Koll took into partnership

Henry Dockweiler--father of two of our very prominent young men, J. H.

Dockweiler, the civil engineer and, in 1889, City Surveyor, and

Isidore B. Dockweiler, the attorney--and Chris Fluhr. In two years,

Dockweiler had withdrawn, leaving Fluhr as sole proprietor; and he

continued as such until, in the seventies, he took Charles Gerson into

partnership with him. It is my recollection, in fact, that Fluhr was

associated with this hotel in one capacity or another until its name

was changed, first to the Cosmopolitan and then to the St. Elmo.

Various influences contributed to causing radical social changes,

particularly throughout the county. When Dr. John S. Griffin and other

pioneers came here, they were astonished at the hospitality of the

ranch-owners, who provided for them, however numerous, shelter, food

and even fresh saddle-horses; and this bounteous provision for the

wayfarer continued until the migrating population had so increased as

to become something of a burden and economic conditions put a brake on

unlimited entertainment. Then a slight reaction set in, and by the

sixties a movement to demand some compensation for such service began

to make itself felt. In 1859, Don Vicente de la Osa advertised that he

would afford accommodation for travelers by way of his ranch, _El

Encino_; but that to protect himself, he must consider it "an

essential part of the arrangement that visitors should act on the good

old rule and--pay as one goes!"

In 1859, C. H. Classen, a native of Germany, opened a cigar factory in

the Signoret Building on Main Street, north of Arcadia; and believing

that tobacco could be successfully grown in Los Angeles County, he

sent to Cuba for some seed and was soon making cigars from the local

product. I fancy that the plants degenerated because, although others

experimented with Los Angeles tobacco, the growing of the leaf here

was abandoned after a few years. H. Newmark & Company handled much

tobacco for sheep-wash, and so came to buy the last Southern

California crop. When I speak of sheep-wash, I refer to a solution

made by steeping tobacco in water and used to cure a skin disease

known as scab. It was always applied after shearing, for then the wool

could not be affected and the process was easier.

Talking of tobacco, I may say that the commercial cigarette now for

sale everywhere was not then to be seen. People rolled their own

cigarettes, generally using brown paper, but sometimes the white,

which came in reams of sheets about six by ten inches in size.

Kentucky leaf was most in vogue; and the first brand of granulated

tobacco that I remember was known as _Sultana_. Clay pipes, then

packed in barrels, were used a good deal more than now, and brier

pipes much less. There was no duty on imported cigars, and their

consequent cheapness brought them into general consumption.

Practically all of the native female population smoked cigarettes, for

it was a custom of the country; but the American ladies did not

indulge. While spending an enjoyable hour at the County Museum

recently, I noticed a cigarette-case of finely-woven matting that once

belonged to António María Lugo, and a bundle of cigarettes, rolled up,

like so many matches, by Andrés Pico; and both the little _cigarillos_

and the holder will give a fair understanding of these customs of the

past.

Besides the use of tobacco in cigar and cigarette form, and for pipes,

there was much consumption of the weed by chewers. _Peachbrand_, a

black plug saturated with molasses and packed in caddies--a term more

commonly applied to little boxes for tea--was the favorite chewing

tobacco fifty years or more ago. It would hardly be an exaggeration to

say that nine out of ten Americans in Los Angeles indulged in this

habit, some of whom certainly exposed us to the criticism of Charles

Dickens and others, who found so much fault with our manners.

The pernicious activity of rough or troublesome characters brings to

recollection an aged Indian named Polonia, whom pioneers will easily

recollect as having been bereft of his sight, by his own people,

because of his unnatural ferocity. He was six feet four inches in

height, and had once been endowed with great physical strength; he was

clad, for the most part, in a tattered blanket, so that his mere

appearance was sufficient to impress, if not to intimidate, the

observer. Only recently, in fact, Mrs. Solomon Lazard told me that to

her and her girl playmates Polonia and his fierce countenance were the

terror of their lives. He may thus have deserved to forfeit his life

for many crimes; but the idea of cutting a man's eyes out for any

offense whatever, no matter how great, is revolting in the extreme.

The year I arrived, and for some time thereafter, Polonia slept by

night in the corridor of Don Manuel Requena's house. With the aid of

only a very long stick, this blind Indian was able to find his way all

over the town.

Sometime in 1859, Daniel Sexton, a veteran of the battles of San

Bartolo and the Mesa, became possessed of the idea that gold was

secreted in large sacks near the ruins of San Juan Capistrano; and

getting permission, he burrowed so far beneath the house of a citizen

that the latter, fearing his whole home was likely to cave in,

frantically begged the gold-digger to desist. Sexton, in fact, came

near digging his own grave instead of another's, and was for a while

the good-natured butt of many a pun.

Jacob A. Moerenhout, a native of Antwerp, Belgium, who had been French

Consul for a couple of years at Monterey, in the latter days of the

Mexican _régime_, removed to Los Angeles on October 29th, 1859, on

which occasion the Consular flag of France was raised at his residence

in this city. As early as January 13th, 1835, President Andrew Jackson

had appointed Moerenhout "U. S. Consul to Otaheite and the Rest of the

Society Islands," the original Consular document, with its quaint

spelling and signed by the vigorous pen of that President, existing

to-day in a collection owned by Dr. E. M. Clinton of Los Angeles; and

the Belgian had thus so profited by experience in promoting trade and

amicable relations between foreign nations that he was prepared to

make himself _persona grata_ here. Salvos of cannon were fired, while

the French citizens, accompanied by a band, formed in procession and

marched to the Plaza. In the afternoon, Don Louis Sainsevain in honor

of the event set a groaning and luxurious table for a goodly company

at his hospitable residence. There patriotic toasts were gracefully

proposed and as gracefully responded to. The festivities continued

until the small hours of the morning, after which Consul Moerenhout

was declared a duly-initiated Angeleño.

[Illustration: San Pedro Street, near Second, in the Early Seventies]

[Illustration: Commercial Street, Looking East from Main, about 1870]

[Illustration: View of Plaza, Showing the Reservoir]

[Illustration: Old Lanfranco Block]

Surrounded by most of his family, Don Juan Bandini, a distinguished

Southern Californian and a worthy member of one of the finest Spanish

families here, after a long and painful illness, died at the home of

his daughter and son-in-law, Doña Arcadia and Don Abel Stearns, in

Los Angeles, on November 4th, 1859. Don Juan had come to California

far back in the early twenties, and to Los Angeles so soon thereafter

that he was a familiar and welcome figure here many years before I

arrived.

It is natural that I should look back with pleasure and satisfaction

to my association with a gentleman so typically Californian,

warm-hearted, genial and social in the extreme; and one who dispensed

so large and generous a hospitality. He came with his father--who

eventually died here and was buried at the old San Gabriel

Mission--and at one time possessed the Jurupa _rancho_, where he

lived. Don Juan was a lawyer by profession, and had written the best

part of a history of early California, the manuscript of which went to

the State University. The passing glimpse of Bandini, in sunlight and

in shadow, recorded by Dana in his classic _Two Years before the

Mast_, adds to the fame already enjoyed by this native Californian.

Himself of a good-sized family, Don Juan married twice. His first

wife, courted in 1823, was Dolores, daughter of Captain José

Estudillo, a _comandante_ at Monterey; and of that union were born

Doña Arcadia, first the wife of Abel Stearns and later of Colonel R.

S. Baker; Doña Ysidora, who married Lieutenant Cave J. Coutts, a

cousin of General Grant; Doña Josefa, later the wife of Pedro C.

Carrillo (father of J. J. Carrillo, formerly Marshal here and now

Justice of the Peace at Santa Monica), and the sons, José María

Bandini and Juanito Bandini. Don Juan's second wife was Refúgio, a

daughter of Santiago Arguello and a granddaughter of the governor who

made the first grants of land to _rancheros_ of Los Angeles. She it

was who nursed the wounded Kearny and who became a friend of

Lieutenant William T. Sherman, once a guest at her home; and she was

also the mother of Doña Dolores, later the wife of Charles R. Johnson,

and of Doña Margarita whom Dr. James B. Winston married after his

rollicking bachelor days. By Bandini's second marriage there were

three sons: Juan de la Cruz Bandini, Alfredo Bandini and Arturo

Bandini.

The financial depression of 1859 affected the temperament of citizens

so much that little or no attention was paid to holidays, with the one

exception, perhaps, of the Bella Union's poorly-patronized Christmas

dinner; and during 1860 many small concerns closed their doors

altogether.

I have spoken of the fact that brick was not much used when I first

came to Los Angeles, and have shown how it soon after became more

popular as a building material. This was emphasized during 1859, when

thirty-one brick buildings, such as they were, were put up.

In December, Benjamin Hayes, then District Judge and holding court in

the dingy old adobe at the corner of Spring and Franklin streets,

ordered the Sheriff to secure and furnish another place; and despite

the fact that there was only a depleted treasury to meet the new

outlay of five or six thousand dollars, few persons attempted to deny

the necessity. The fact of the matter was that, when it rained, water

actually poured through the ceiling and ran down the court-room walls,

spattering over the Judge's desk to such an extent that umbrellas

might very conveniently have been brought into use; all of which led

to the limit of human patience if not of human endurance.

In 1859, one of the first efforts toward the formation of a Public

Library was made when Felix Bachman, Myer J. Newmark, William H.

Workman, Sam Foy, H. S. Allanson and others organized a Library

Association, with John Temple as President; J. J. Warner,

Vice-President; Francis Mellus, Treasurer; and Israel Fleishman,

Secretary. The Association established a reading-room in Don Abel

Stearns's Arcadia Block. An immediate and important acquisition was

the collection of books that had been assembled by Henry Mellus for

his own home; other citizens contributed books, periodicals and money;

and the messengers of the Overland Mail undertook to get such Eastern

newspapers as they could for the perusal of the library members. Five

dollars was charged as an initiation fee, and a dollar for monthly

dues; but insignificant as was the expense, the undertaking was not

well patronized by the public, and the project, to the regret of many,

had to be abandoned.

This effort to establish a library recalls an Angeleño of the fifties,

Ralph Emerson, a cousin, I believe, though somewhat distantly removed,

of the famous Concord philosopher. He lived on the west side of

Alameda Street, in an adobe known as Emerson's Row, between First and

Aliso streets, where Miss Mary E. Hoyt, assisted by her mother, had a

school; and where at one time Emerson, a strong competitor of mine in

the hide business, had his office. Fire destroyed part of their home

late in 1859, and again in the following September. Emerson served as

a director on the Library Board, both he and his wife being among the

most refined and attractive people of the neighborhood.

It must have been late in November that Miss Hoyt announced the

opening of her school at No. 2 Emerson Row, in doing which she

followed a custom in vogue with private schools at that time and

published the endorsements of leading citizens, or patrons.

Again in 1861, Miss Hoyt advertised to give "instruction in the higher

branches of English education, with French, drawing, and ornamental

needlework," for five dollars a month; while three dollars was asked

for the teaching of the common branches and needlework, and only two

dollars for teaching the elementary courses. Miss Hoyt's move was

probably due to the inability of the Board of Education to secure an

appropriation with which to pay the public school teachers. This lack

of means led not only to a general discussion of the problem, but to

the recommendation that Los Angeles schools be graded and a high

school started.

Following a dry year, and especially a fearful heat wave in October

which suddenly ran the mercury up to one hundred and ten degrees,

December witnessed heavy rains in the mountains inundating both

valleys and towns. On the fourth of December the most disastrous rain

known in the history of the Southland set in, precipitating, within a

single day and night, twelve inches of water; and causing the rise of

the San Gabriel and other rivers to a height never before recorded and

such a cataclysm that sand and _débris_ were scattered far and wide.

Lean and weakened from the ravaging drought through which they had

just passed, the poor cattle, now exposed to the elements of cold rain

and wind, fell in vast numbers in their tracks. The bed of the Los

Angeles River was shifted for, perhaps, a quarter of a mile. Many

houses in town were cracked and otherwise damaged, and some caved in

altogether. The front of the old Church, attacked through a leaking

roof, disintegrated, swayed and finally gave way, filling the

neighboring street with impassable heaps.

I have spoken of the Market House built by John Temple for the City.

On December 29th, there was a sale of the stalls by Mayor D.

Marchessault; and all except six booths were disposed of, each for the

term of three months. One hundred and seventy-three dollars was the

rental agreed upon; and Dodson & Company bid successfully for nine out

of thirteen of the stalls. By the following month, however, complaints

were made in the press that, though the City Fathers had "condescended

to let the suffering public" have another market, they still prevented

the free competition desired; and by the end of August, it was openly

charged that the manner in which the City Market was conducted showed

"a gross piece of favoritism," and that the City Treasury on this

account would suffer a monthly loss of one hundred dollars in rents

alone.

About 1859, John Murat, following in the wake of Henry Kuhn,

proprietor of the New York Brewery, established the Gambrinus in the

block bounded by Los Angeles, San Pedro and First and what has become

Second streets. The brewery, notwithstanding its spacious yard, was

anything but an extensive institution, and the quality of the product

dispensed to the public left much to be desired; but it was beer, and

Murat has the distinction of having been one of the first Los Angeles

brewers. The New York's spigot, a suggestive souvenir of those

convivial days picked up by George W. Hazard, now enriches a local

museum.

These reminiscences recall still another brewer--Christian Henne--at

whose popular resort on Main Street, on the last evening of 1859,

following some conferences in the old Round House, thirty-eight Los

Angeles Germans met and formed an association which they called the

Teutonia-Concordia. The object was to promote social intercourse,

especially among Germans, and to further the study of German song. C.

H. Classen was chosen first President; H. Hammel, Vice-President; H.

Heinsch, Secretary; and Lorenzo Leck, Treasurer.

How great were the problems confronting the national government in the

development of our continent may be gathered from the strenuous

efforts--and their results--to encourage an overland mail route. Six

hundred thousand dollars a year was the subsidy granted the

Butterfield Company for running two mail coaches each way a week; yet

the postal revenue for the first year was but twenty-seven thousand

dollars, leaving a deficit of more than half a million! But this was

not all that was discouraging: politicians attacked the stage route

administration, and then the newspapers had to come to the rescue and

point out the advantages as compared with the ocean routes. Indians,

also, were an obstacle; and with the arrival of every stage, one

expected to hear the sensational story of ambushing and murder rather

than the yarn of a monotonous trip. When new reports of such outrages

were brought in, new outcries were raised and new petitions, calling

on the Government for protection, were hurriedly circulated.

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