Monday, February 23, 2009

George Parker obit

The following obit ran in the Inyo Independent for 6 April 1872.

Died

At Camp Independence Cal., April 5th 1872, George Parker, aged 31 years, a native of Vermont and Lieutenant1st Vt. Vol. Infantry in the war of the rebellion.

Monday, February 16, 2009

1872 Lone Pine Earthquake

The 1872 Lone Pine earthquake occurred on 28 March 1872. The 30 March 1872 issue of the Inyo Independent included the following headlines:





The magnitude 7.4 earthquake pretty much destroyed the city of Lone Pine, due to the largely adobe construction of the homes there. 52 out of 59 homes were destroyed. To read more from the US Geological Survey see http://earthquake.usgs.gov/regional/states/events/1872_03_26.php which includes a picture of the fault. John Muir described what it was like to be in that earthquake. His observations are posted at http://projects.crustal.ucsb.edu/understanding/accounts/muir.html.

The 1906 San Francisco earthquake is estimated to have been just a little stronger, anywhere from 7.7 and up. San Francisco suffered more devestation (people killed, the fires, etc) because of its larger population.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Nellie W Shepherd, died 1884

Died
At Shepherd’s Ranch, May 5th, 1884.
Nellie W., youngest daughter of John and Margaret Shepherd; aged 3 years, 5 months and 12 days.


In Memoriam

(To Little Nell, late daughter of Mr. and Mrs. John Shepherd)

A change has come, ah, sad indeed,
‘Tis hard, Oh God, to understand
The depth of what Thou hast decreed,
The mighty working of Thy hand.

Poor little Nell has flown away.
‘Tis strange, though sad and true.
The same impressions came to-day,
That Dickens truly did review.

Her face enraptured with a smile,
Will ne’er on earth, with childish bliss,
Be upward turned as to beguile
All trials with a parent’s kiss.

A father’s arm was powerless,
A mother’s love-it could not save,
With all the weight of keen distress
Dear Nellie from an early grave.

A sister’s or a brother’s love,
Entwined by Nature’s mystic hand,
Could not retrain the fleeing dove.
That sought and found the Promised Land.

Gone from this mysterious sphere,
Ah, well perhaps ‘tis better so,
For God knows best. Poor little dear,
Is safer there than here below.

The holy angels in heaven above,
Will touch the golden harps for thee,
With voices sweet in tones of love,-
Oh, happy will the meeting be.

God bless thee, child, thy spirit sang
Hath gone to Him who gave it thee;
All free and like a dew drop pure,
To Him who said, “Come unto Me.”

Farewell sweet child, we leave thee now
To better care than earth e’er
A;; Seraphim will welcome thee,
And prove a triumph o’er the grave.
C.H.


***From the scrapbook of Eva See Shepherd, 1881.
Unknown newspaper article, unknown date.
Available from the Eastern California Museum, Independence, CA
http://www.inyocounty.us/ecmuseum/

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Sheriff William L. Moore


Sheriff William L Moore, also known as "Dad" was a pioneer of Lone Pine. He also served as it's sheriff until he was killed in the line of duty. Ironically enough, he had become sheriff when the previous sheriff was killed in the line of duty.

To read about his murder, consult the Officer Down Memorial Page at http://www.odmp.org/officer/9580-sheriff-william-l.-moore. Other pieces of information about him can be found at http://www.cagenweb.com/inyo/misctranscriptions/pioneer-portrait-moore.txt and http://www.lonepinefilmfestival.org/news/news051002a1.asp.

His obituary appeared in the Inyo Independent 5 July 1879. I've transcribed it below:

The funeral- No better estimate of the very great esteem in which our deceased Sheriff William L. Moore, was universally held need to be offered than the fact that scarce a soul throughout the extent of the valley who could possibly get here but was here to-day to follow his remains to their last resting place-more especially is this true of those who, all of men, knew him best, his fellow pioneers. Though many of these and others were compelled to drive most of the night to reach here in time, they came, and from the most distant as well as every intermediate locality for sixty miles in either direction. With these came every member, able for the journey, of the Masonic order, of which deceased was a most worthy brother. The Pioneers and Masons all appeared in suitable badges and full regalia respectively, the latter conducting the ceremonies according to the rites of the order. Here, we may remark that this is the first time in the history of this Masonic Lodge that it has ever, as a lodge, been called upon to perform a mournful duty for a deceased brother, and, that in consequence, to most of the brethren the peculiar duties of the hour were quite as new as sad, and they were certainly sad enough. But the writer, who is not of the order, feels constrained to say that the beautiful yet mournful rites were rendered as if by veterans in their practice as well as love for their deceased brother-a fact no doubt largely due to the ability and impressive reading by their Worshipful Master, Judge Conklin. The concourse was doubly the largest ever witnessed in this place, yet scores were not present for no other reason than it was impossible for them to obtain any conveyances. Deceased leaves no wife or children to mourn his loss, or other near relatives resident on this coast save an inconsolable brother, J. J. Moore, our highly respected Under Sheriff and ex-Sheriff; but in lein of nearer ones “Dad” leaves an entire community to most sincerely mourn his untimely and tragic death. But he died as he had lived-fulfilling his duty. What better tribute than that for any man or officer?