Discovery of Gold in California, by Gen. John
An Eyewitness to the Gold Discovery
A Rush to the Gold Washings From the California
Military Governor Masons Report on the Discovery of
William T. Sherman and the Gold Rush
Dramatic Impact of the Gold Discovery, by Theo. H.
The Discovery as Viewed in New York and
Ulysses S. Grant and the Gold Rush
Gold Rush and Anti-Chinese Race Hatred
Other Museum Gold Rush Items
California Gold Rush Chronology 1846 - 1849
California Gold Rush Chronology 1850 - 1851
California Gold Rush Chronology 1852 - 1854
California Gold Rush Chronology 1855 - 1856
California Gold Rush Chronology 1857 - 1861
California Gold Rush Chronology 1862 - 1865
Early Gold Mining Techniques
Steamer Day in the 1850s
Sam Brannan Opens New Bank - 1857
the month of April the regiment was assembled at Governors Island, New
York Harbor, and on the 5th of July eight companies sailed for Aspinwall
[now Colon, Panama]. We numbered a little over seven hundred persons, including
the families of officers and soldiers. Passage was secured for us on the
old steamer Ohio; commanded at the time by Captain Schenck, of the
navy. It had not been determined, until a day or two before starting, that
the 4th infantry should go by the Ohio; consequently, a complement
of passengers had already been secured. The addition of over seven hundred
to this list crowded the steamer most uncomfortably, especially for the
tropics in July. In eight days Aspinwall was reached. At that time the
streets of the town were eight or ten inches under water, and foot passengers
passed from place to place on raised foot-walks. July is at the height
of the wet season, on the Isthmus. At intervals the rain would pour down
in streams, followed in not many minutes by a blazing, tropical summers
sun. These alternate changes, from rain to sunshine, were continuous in
the afternoons. I wondered how any person could live many months in Aspinwall,
and wondered still more why any one tried.
In the summer of 1852 the
Panama railroad was completed only to the point where it now crosses the
Chagres River. From there passengers were carried by boats to Gorgona,
at which place they took mules for Panama, some twenty-five miles
further. Those who traveled over the Isthmus in those days will remember
that boats on the Chagres River were propelled by natives not inconveniently
burdened with clothing. These boats carried thirty to forty passengers
each. The crews consisted of six men to a boat, armed with long poles.
There were planks wide enough for a man to walk on conveniently, running
along the sides of each boat from end to end. The men would start from
the bow, place one end of their poles against the river bottom, brace their
shoulders against the other end, and then walk to the stern as rapidly
as they could. In this way from a mile to a mile and a half an hour could
be made, against the current of the river.
I, as regimental quartermaster,
had charge of the public property and had also to look after the transportation.
A contract had been entered into with the steamship company in New York
for the transportation of the regiment to California, including Isthmus transit.
A certain amount of baggage was allowed per man, and saddle animals were
to be furnished to commissioned officers and to all persons. The regiment,
with the exception of one company left as guards to the public propertycamp
and garrison equipage principallyand the soldiers with families,
took boats, propelled as above described, for Gorgona. From this place they
marched to Panama, and were soon comfortably on the steamer anchored in
the bay, some three or four the town. I, with one company of troops and
all the soldiers with families, all the tents, mess camp kettles, was sent
to Cruces, a town a few miles higher up the Chagres River than Gorgona.
There I found an impecunious American who had taken the contract to furnish
transportation for regiment at a stipulated price per hundred pounds for
the freight and so much for each saddle animal. But when we reached Cruces
there was not a mule, pack or saddle, in the place. The contractor promised
that the animals should be on hand in the morning. In the morning he said
that they were on the way from some imaginary place, and would arrive in
the course of the day. This went on until I saw that he could not procure
the animals at all at the price he had promised to furnish them for. The
unusual number of passengers that had come over on the steamer, and the
large amount of freight to pack, had created an unprecedented demand for
mules. Some of the passengers paid as high as forty dollars for the use
of a mule to ride twenty-five miles, when the mule would not have sold
for ten dollars in that market at other times. Meanwhile the cholera had
broken out, and men were dying every hour. To diminish the food for the
disease, I permitted the company detailed with me to proceed to Panama.
The captain and the doctors accompanied the men, and I was left alone with
the sick and the soldiers who had families. The regiment at Panama was
also affected with the disease but there were better accommodations for
the well on the steamer, and a hospital, for those taken with the disease,
on an old hulk anchored a mile off. There were also hospital tents on shore
on the island of Flamingo, which stands in the bay.
I was about a week at Cruces
before transportation began to come in. About one-third of the people
with me died, either at Cruces or on the way to Panama. There was no agent
of the transportation company at Cruces to consult, or to take the responsibility
of procuring transportation at a price which would secure it. I therefore
myself dismissed the contractor and made a new contract with a native,
at more than double the original price. Thus we reached finally Panama.
The steamer, however, could no proceed until the cholera abated, and the
regiment was detained still longer. Altogether, on the Isthmus and on the
Pacific side, we were delayed six weeks. About one-seventh of those
who left New York harbor with the 4th infantry on the 5th of July, now
lie buried on the Isthmus of Panama or on Flamingo island in Panama Bay.
One amusing circumstance
occurred while we were lying at anchor in Panama Bay. In the regiment there
was a Lieutenant Slaughter who was very liable to sea-sickness. It
almost made him sick to see the wave of a table-cloth when the servants
were spreading it. Soon after his graduation, Slaughter was ordered to
California and took passage by a sailing vessel going around Cape Horn.
The vessel was seven months making the voyage, and Slaughter was sick every
moment of the time, never more so than while anchor after reaching his
place of destination. On landing in California he found orders which had
come by the Isthmus, notifying him of a mistake in his assignment; he should
have been to the northern lakes. He started back by the Isthmus route and
was sick all the way. But when he arrived at the East he was again ordered
to California, this time definitely, and at this date was making his third
trip. He was as sick as ever, and had been so for more than a month while
lying at anchor in the bay. I remember him well, seated with his elbows
on the table in front of him, his chin between his hands, and looking the
picture of despair. At last he broke out, I wish I had taken my fathers
advice; he wanted me to go into the navy; if I had done so. I should not
have had to go to sea so much. Poor Slaughter ! it was his last
sea voyage. He was killed by Indians in Oregon.
By the last of August the
cholera had so abated that it was deemed safe to start. The disease did
not break out again on the way to California, and we reached San Francisco
early in September.
LIFE ON THE PACIFIC COAST
TIMES IN CALIFORNIA.
SAN FRANCISCO at that day
was a lively place. Gold, or placer digging as it was called, was at its
height. Steamers plied daily between San Francisco and both Stockton and
Sacramento. Passengers and gold from the southern mines came by the Stockton
boat; from the northern mines by Sacramento. In the evening when these
boats arrived, Long Wharfthere was but one wharf in San Francisco
in 1852 was alive with people crowding to meet the miners as they came down
to sell their dust and to have a time. Of these
some were runners for hotels, boarding houses or restaurants; others belonged
to a class of impecunious adventurers, of good manners and good presence,
who were ever on the alert to make the acquaintance of people with some
ready means, in the hope of being asked to take a meal at a restaurant.
Many were young men of good family, good education and gentlemanly instincts.
Their parents had been able to support them during their minority, and
to give them good educations, but not to maintain them afterwards. From
1849 to 1853 there was a rush of people to the Pacific coast, of the class
described, All thought that fortunes were to be picked up, without effort,
in the gold fields on the Pacific. Some realized more than their most sanguine
expectations; but for one such there were hundreds disappointed, many of
whom now fill unknown graves; others died wrecks of their former selves,
and many, without a vicious instinct, became criminals and outcasts.
Many of the real scenes in
early California life exceed in strangeness and interest any of the mere
products of the brain of the novelist.
Those early days in California
brought out character. It was a long way off then, and the journey was
expensive. The fortunate could go by Cape Horn or by the Isthmus of Panama;
but the mass of pioneers crossed the plains with their ox-teams. This
took an entire summer. They were very lucky when they got through with
a yolk of worn-out cattle.
All other means were exhausted
in procuring the outfit on the Missouri River. The immigrant, on arriving,
found himself a stranger, in a strange land, far from friends. Time pressed,
for the little means that could be realized from the sale of what was left
of the outfit would not support a man long at California prices. Many became
discouraged. Others would take off their coats and look for a job, no matter
what it might be. These succeeded as a rule. There were many young men
who had studied professions before they went to California, and who had
never done a days manual labor in their lives, who took in the situation
at once and went to work to make a start at anything they could get to
do. Some supplied carpenters and masons with materialcarrying plank,
brick, or mortar, as the case might be; others drove stages, drays, or
baggage wagons, until they could do better. More became discouraged early
and spent their time looking up people who would treat, or
lounging about restaurants and gambling houses where free lunches were
furnished daily. They were welcomed at these places because they often
brought in miners who proved good customers.
My regiment spent a few weeks
at Benicia barracks, and then was ordered to Fort Vancouver, on the Columbia
River, then in Oregon Territory. During the winter of 1852-3 the territory
was divided, all north of the Columbia River being taken from Oregon to
make Washington Territory.
Prices for all kinds of supplies
were so high on the Pacific coast from 1849 until at least 1853that it
would have been impossible for officers of the army to exist upon their
pay, if it had not been that authority was given them to purchase from
the commissary such supplies as he kept, at New Orleans wholesale prices.
A cook could not be hired for the pay of a captain. The cook could do better.
At Benicia, in 1852, flour was 25 cents per pound; potatoes were 16 cents;
beets, turnips and cabbage, 6 cents; onions, 37 1/2 cents; meat and other
articles in proportion. In 1853 at Vancouver vegetables were a little lower.
I with three other officers concluded that we would raise a crop for ourselves,
and by selling the surplus realize something handsome. I bought a pair
of horses that had crossed the plains that summer and were very poor. They
recuperated rapidly, however, and proved a good team to break up the ground
with. I performed all the labor of breaking up the ground while the other
officers planted the potatoes. Our crop was enormous. Luckily for us the
Columbia River rose to a great height from the melting of the snow in the
mountains in June, and overflowed and killed most of our crop. This saved
digging it up, for everybody on the Pacific coast seemed to have come to
the conclusion at the same time that agriculture would be profitable. In
1853 more than three-quarters of the potatoes raised were permitted
to rot in the ground, or had to be thrown away. The only potatoes we sold
were to our own mess.
While I was stationed on
the Pacific coast we were free from Indian wars. There were quite a number
of remnants of tribes in the vicinity of Portland in Oregon, and of Fort
Vancouver in Washington Territory. They had generally acquired some of
the vices of civilization, but none of the virtues, except in individual
cases. The Hudsons Bay Company had held the North-west with their
trading posts for many years before the United States was represented on
the Pacific coast. They still retained posts along the Columbia River and
one at Fort Vancouver, when I was there. Their treatment of the Indians
had brought out the better qualities of the savages. Farming had been undertaken
by the company to supply the Indians with bread and vegetables; they raised
some cattle and horses; and they had now taught the Indians to do the labor
of the farm and herd. They always compensated them for their labor, and
always gave them goods of uniform quality and at uniform price.
Before the advent of the
American, the medium of exchange between the Indian and the white man was
pelts. Afterward it was silver coin. If an Indian received in the sale
of a horse a fifty dollar gold piece, not an infrequent occurrence, the
first thing he did was to exchange it for American half dollars. These
he could count. He would then commence his purchases, paying for each article
separately, as he got it. He would not trust any one to add up the bill
and pay it all at once. At that day fifty dollar gold pieces, not the issue
of the government, were common on the Pacific coast. They were called slugs.
The Indians, along the lower
Columbia as far as the Cascades and on the lower Willamette, died off very
fast during the year I spent in that section; for besides acquiring the
vices of the white people they had acquired also their diseases. The measles
and the small-pox were both amazingly fatal. In their wild state,
before the appearance of the white man among them, the principal complaints
they were subject to were those produced by long involuntary fasting, violent
exercise in pursuit of game, and over-eating. Instinct more than reason
had taught them a remedy for these ills. It was the steam bath. Something
like a bake-oven was built, large enough to admit a man lying down.
Rushes were stuck in the ground in two rows, about six feet long and some
two or three feet apart; other bushes connected the rows at one end. The
tops of the bushes were drawn together to interlace, and confined in that
position; the whole was then plastered over with wet clay until every opening
was filled. Just inside the open end of the oven the floor was scooped
out so as to make a hole that would hold a bucket or two of water. These
ovens were always built on the banks of a stream, a big spring, or pool
of water. When a patient required a bath, a fire was built near the oven
and a pile of stones put upon it. The cavity at the front was then filled
with water. When the stones were sufficiently heated, the patient would
draw himself into the oven; a blanket would be thrown, over the open end,
and hot stones put into the water until the patient could stand it no longer.
He was then withdrawn from his steam bath and doused into the cold stream
near by. This treatment may have answered with the early ailments of the
Indians. With the measles or small-pox it would kill every time.
During my year on the Columbia
River, the smallpox exterminated one small remnant of a band of Indians
entirely, and reduced others materially. I do not think there was a case
of recovery among them, until the doctor with the Hudson Bay Company took
the matter in hand and established a hospital. Nearly every case he treated
recovered. I never, myself, saw the treatment described in the preceding
paragraph, but have heard it described by persons who have witnessed it.
The decimation among the Indians I knew of personally, and the hospital,
established for their benefit, was a Hudsons Bay building not a stones
throw from my own quarters.
The death of Colonel Bliss,
of the Adjutant Generals department, which occurred July 5th, 1853, promoted
me to the captaincy of a company then stationed at Humboldt Bay, California.
The notice reached me in September of the same year, and I very soon started
to join my new command. There was no way of reaching Humboldt at that time
except to take passage on a San Francisco sailing vessel going after lumber.
Red wood, a species of cedar, which on the Pacific coast takes the place
filled by white pine in the East, then abounded on the banks of Humboldt
Bay. There were extensive saw-mills engaged in preparing this lumber
for the San Francisco market, and sailing vessels, used in getting it to
market, furnished the only means of communication between Humboldt and
the balance of the world.
I was obliged to remain in
San Francisco for several days before I found a vessel. This gave me a
good opportunity of comparing the San Francisco of 1852 with that of 1853.
As before stated, there had been but one wharf in front of the city in
1852Long Wharf. In 1853 the town had grown out into the bay beyond what
was the end of this wharf when I first saw it. Streets and houses had been
built out on piles where the year before the largest vessels visiting the
port lay at anchor or tied to the wharf. There was no filling under the
streets or houses. San Francisco presented the same general appearance
as the year before; that is, eating, drinking and gambling houses were
conspicuous for their number and publicity. They were on the first floor,
with doors wide open. At all hours of the day and night in walking the
streets, the eye was regaled, on every block near the water front, by the
sight of players at faro. Often broken places were found in the street,
large enough to let a man down into the water below. I have but little
doubt that many of the people who went to the Pacific coast in the early
days of the gold excitement, and have never been heard from since, or who
were heard from for a time and then ceased to write, found watery graves
beneath the houses or streets built over San Francisco Bay, Besides the
gambling in cards there was gambling on a larger scale in city lots. These
were sold On Change, much as stocks are now sold on Wall Street.
Cash, at time of purchase, was always paid by the broker; but the purchaser
had only to put up his margin. He was charged at the rate of two or three
per cent. a month on the difference, besides commissions. The sand hills,
some of them almost inaccessible to foot-passengers, were surveyed off
and mapped into fifty vara lotsa vara being a Spanish yard [33 inches].
These were sold at first at very low prices, but were sold and resold for
higher prices until they went up to many thousands of dollars. The brokers
did a fine business, and so did many such purchasers as were sharp enough
to quit purchasing before, the final crash came. As the city grew, the
sand hills back of the town furnished material for filling up the bay under
the houses and streets, and still further out. The temporary houses, first
built over the water in the harbor, soon gave way to more solid structures.
The main business part of the city now is on solid ground, made where vessels
of the largest class lay at anchor in the early days. Gambling houses had
disappeared from public few. The city had become staid and orderly.
In: Personal Memoirs of U.S. Grant. New York : C.L. Webster, 1885-1886.
Grant was silent about the circumstances of his departure
from the U.S. Army. However, misuse of alcohol is said to be the reason
for his sudden resignation, and it was the foundation of future stories
about his abuse of liquor.
Rufus Ingalls, a friend of
Grants from his years at West Point, is quoted in Ulysses S. Grant,
his Life and Character, saying:
Captain Grant, finding
himself in dreary surroundings, without his family, and with but little
to occupy his attention, fell into dissipated habits, and was found, one
day, too much under the influence of liquor to properly perform his duties.
For this offense Colonel Buchanan demanded that he should resign, or stand
trial. Grants friends at the time urged him to stand trial, and were confident
of his acquittal; but, actuated by a noble spirit, he said he would not
for all the world have his wife know that he had been tried on such a charge.
He therefore resigned his commission, and returned to civilian life.
The book, by Hamlin Garland,
was published in 1898 by Doubleday & McClure, New York.
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