Learning to love (and understand) horse-drawn carriages

In a letter written in 1850 from Cleveland, Ohio, Johann Rapparlie described his Smith and Wagon Shop at the corner of Michigan and Seneca, rebuilt after a fire.

I have sure built everything out of brick, with the blacksmith and wagonbuilder work spaces in a building 60 foot long 24 wide 2 ½ stories high. Above are workplaces for the lacquerer and saddlemaker.

At first, my 21st-century mindset had difficulty making sense of the terms “lacquerer and saddlemaker.” A visit to the Northwest Carriage Museum in Raymond, Washington clued me in that a lacquerer was a painter. Paint applications on carriages were finished off with several hard, glossy coats of lacquer, or varnish.

Saddlemaker conjured images of horse saddles, until I realized it was an old-fashioned term for a “trimmer” or “upholsterer.” Here is a picture of some damn fine carriage upholstery, in a C-spring Victoria carriage also on display at the Northwest Carriage Museum.

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Goethe! draws a crowd

I make it a habit to scan the Seattle International Film Festival titles for German language movies, and the one I saw yesterday afternoon — “Young Goethe in Love” (original title, Goethe!) drew a sell out crowd. Apparently the Saturday showing sold out as well.

The film captures the year 1772 admirably. I gobbled up the historic minutiae, the carriages and clothing and three-cornered hats. The acting is also terrific. In line before the film, I enjoyed meeting a University of Washington Germanic Languages major. In the theater, I sat next to a woman from Frankfurt who belongs to a German literature club. Before the film, the literature club woman expressed her surprise that so many people had heard of Goethe. She was also skeptical about whether or not they could make a film about “The Sorrows of Young Werther” that was not cliche or trite. Afterwards I asked her what she thought.

“They did very well, weaving the life of Goethe in with the themes of Werther, managing to bring out the irony.” Yes, indeed. I, too, give it a thumbs up.

By guess and by gosh

I have been warned against researching at this late date in my thesis-writing. It is wise advice.

Sometimes I can’t seem to help myself. I found this latest gem by guess and by gosh.

In a letter from 1869 written by my great-great-grandfather, I have gone over this passage dozens of times without any idea what he’s talking about:

My business partner Ernst Butler asks you through me if you might, very soon after receiving these few lines, pick 1/2 of a large scoop (Schoppenglas) of unripe nuts (maple?), dry these but not in the sun but in the air, and occasionally send them into this country.

My cousin and translator Angela inserted the (maple?) comment, neither of us sure what he was talking about. This morning, on an impulse, I searched “maple nuts Germany” and found my way to beech nuts. Based on the information at this website called “On the Table” I think I’ve solved the mystery.

Or maybe someone has another idea?

In the eleventh hour

“Why is it,” I ask my thesis advisor, “that we find the most crucial information in the eleventh hour?”

“Consider it a gift,” he responds.

My eleventh-hour gift is the discovery of the book The Carriage Trade by Thomas A. Kinney. I found it when browsing the footnotes about German Wagon and Carriage-making in the web version of the Encyclopedia of Cleveland History. The book is an incredible overview of horse-drawn vehicles, the people who built them, how the old crafts of blacksmithing, woodworking, and wagon-making underwent a major transformation well before the automobile came along. Like manna in the desert, what a terrific resource.

And so, hand in hand with the dizzying excitement of new discoveries, the tension builds to GET MY THESIS DONE!

Due yesterday

Time is up! My thesis was due yesterday. If I intend to graduate in August, my thesis should already be in the hands of my first reader. Not quite there yet, but there is still (a ray) of hope.

Technically, I’m beyond the research stage and full-square into the writing. “Full-square?” you ask. Just today I found out “full square bolts” had a place in the carriage industry. Here’s a link to a page with historical information on blacksmithing carriage bolts.

Oops, back to writing.

Present and future possibilities

In the May 2011 issue of Smithsonian Magazine, I found exciting news for genealogy and immigration aficionados.

While the Smithsonian Museums (19 in all, plus 9 research centers) focus on  specialized areas of interest, a new strategic plan at Smithsonian Institution introduces cross-disciplinary exchanges. Among these collaborative efforts is the “Consortium for Understanding the American Experience,” and includes an Immigration Initiative. Subtitled “Exploring and Presenting America’s Cultural History of Migration and Immigration,” The Immigration Initiative is designed to:

explore the importance of immigration and migration in American history. It will use Smithsonian resources to help Americans contemplate their own experiences–and thereby better appreciate the wider history and culture of our nation. The Immigration Initiative will culminate in a presentation at the 2015 Smithsonian Folklife Festival and an exhibition at the National Museum of American History the following year.

– from p. 28, “Around the Mall: Synergies,” G. Wayne Clough

The funding for the project comes from a Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation $10 million grant. There are other Grand Challenges, 31 so far: To learn more, click here. The Immigration Initiative is both timely and worthy–I’m delighted to see this happening.

Blacksmiths and tulips

This weekend I attended the Northwest Blacksmithing Association Conference at Skagit Valley Fairgrounds in Mt. Vernon.

The weather was fine, the tulip fields splendid, and as always, the blacksmiths uniquely creative.

And creatively unique. I enjoyed watching Team Mayhem make steel from iron and carbon (and a few other mystery ingredients) in a mudded-in chimney. The results were colorful, bright white and almost molten.

Lots of other stuff going on, too. Some hands-on workshops, a station with forges and anvils so members could create things on their own,  and “wars” where participants competed. Being the literary type, I lurked through the library and found some gems for my thesis research.

It seems the ancient art is alive and well. Thanks to the NWBA for their laid back, metal-making vibe.

Waylaid

I am revising my thesis manuscript, which in some cases means rewriting.

The transatlantic crossing in 1857 is a section that gives me major hiccups, and I can’t say this time around has been any easier. Incredible Tales of the Sea: Twelve Classic Sailing Stories edited by Tom McCarthy helped break loose my mental anchors. Melville et. al. to the rescue once more.

Michael Harm traveled without his family, but it’s not like he went alone. There were over 300 other German emigrants on his ship. I took this photo at the Bremerhaven Emigration Museum (Deutsches Auswandererhaus), which indicates that my great-great-grandfather was one of 103,100 leaving the German states that year. (Germany would not be a country until 1871.) However, Michael Harm sailed from Le Havre, France, so chances are he is not counted in these numbers.

After a forty-six day Atlantic crossing, we arrive at June 30, 1857 in New York City. Castle Garden Immigrant Center just opened its doors in 1855, and by all accounts, the Americans were hospitable, efficient and helpful as they processed the thousands upon thousands entering New York from Bavaria, Baden, Wuerttemburg, Hessia, Ireland, England, Wales, the Netherlands, Sardinia, France, etc. etc.

For 1857 New York, one history factoid I am in search of are railroad lines of the day. It turns out today is the 180th anniversary of the New York-Harlem Line. How do I know this? I stumbled upon this wonderful blog by Emily, who is “known by many who ride the train simply as Cat Girl.” With her blog “I Ride The Harlem Line,” Emily has done her research. Especially for the map (the railroad map published in 1858, available at her blog), I am oh so grateful.

Lincoln’s Champion

The movie marquis reads “Lincoln’s Lawyer.”

“Is that about the Lincoln-Douglas campaign?” I ask a friend.

“No, it’s Matthew McConaughey living out of his Lincoln.”

Oh. My mind keeps traipsing to the 19th century. I am currently reading the (abridged) Autobiography of Carl Schurz: Lincoln’s Champion and Friend. Ever heard of Carl Schurz? He was a German who grew up near Cologne. In 1849, Schurz was a leader in the freedom fighter movement for democracy. When the Prussians took Rastatt, which Schurz was defending, he escaped execution through the town’s brick-and-masonry sewer system. A year later, in disguise, Schurz went to Berlin to successfully break his friend, the political prisoner Kinkel, out of jail.

A few years later Schurz made his way to Wisconsion and became “perhaps the most consistent champion of liberal causes in the country.” What liberal causes? He fought for civil rights and rights of the immigrant. For the abolition of slavery. To protect U.S. lands from being plundered for timber and minerals by powerful corporations. For fair treatment of the Indian. For governmental reform, first in Europe, then in the U.S.

In the introduction (written by Allan Nevin) to the Schurz autobiography, Schurz’s role in the Lincoln campaign is described thus:
“So modest is [Schurz’s] account of himself that a reader might not realize that his unwearied stump-speaking for Lincoln, both in German and English, had much to do with the decisiveness of the Republican victory in the Northwest.” (In those days, the “Northwest” meant states like Ohio, Indiana, Illinois and Wisconsin.)

Cleveland’s Jacob Mueller and his compatriots, men exiled from Germany for their role in the 1848 Revolution for democracy, were instrumental in the forming of the Republican party in the mid-1850s. My research reveals an enthusiastic German following in the Lincoln campaign. The German newspapers in Cleveland and Cincinnati are packed with pro-Lincoln editorials, and heady glee at his 1860 victory. It seems the immigrant vote swayed the tide with Lincoln, which brought slavery to an end. And so 160 years later, our president is Barack Obama.

Extra! Extra! Read all about it!

In 1866, Irish Americans, part of an organization known as the Fenian Brotherhood, hailing from Cleveland and other U.S. cities, invaded Canada.

The following are just a few snippets in the Annals of Cleveland, a compilation of Cleveland newspaper reports.

1866 Irish moving against Canada, amassing at borders of Buffalo and Detroit, to fight against Great Britain. Led by Sweeny, called Fenianism.

June 7: “In accordance with instructions received from the attorney-general of the United States, the officers of the Fenian brotherhood in [Cleveland] were arrested yesterday by U.S. Marshall Earl Bill on charges of aiding and abetting violators of the neutrality laws of the United States. The officers arrested were: Thomas Lavan, Thomas S. Quinlan, and Phillip O’Neil. The headquarters on Seneca St. were seized, and the papers, orders, etc. were taken

June 12, 15,000 Irish men “Fenians” were amassed along Canadian border from Potsdam Junction and Malone to St. Albans. British troops that met him numbered twice his army, resulting in an utter rout. Speech by Colonel Roberts, Fenian president, at Weddell house on July 3.

Trial of Fenians in Toronto – Cleveland Leader [newspaper] advocates for pardon, says hanging will bring more attempted invasion.

Apparently, there were more invasions, on into the 1880s. For starters, read all about it here.