Annals of Iowa
Vol. XIII Iowa City, July, 1921 No. 1
TRANSPORTATION IN IOWA BEFORE THE
RAILROADS
BY E. R. HARLAN
Romance is rooted in the movement of man from one
country to another, from one home to another. In that movement are the trials of
battle, the freaks of fortune, the thrills of love. No era of American civil
life has ever been so filled with the rending of home ties and establishing of
new homes and households in remote places and under new conditions as that from
the beginning of the government in Iowa to the universal introduction of the
railway and telegraph. Not only the entire area of Iowa, but most of the country
north and west of it, was in this era populated by permanent home makers, and
overlaid by the fabric of well ordered society. Both the people and the rules
and ideals of social life were brought out of the older portions of America
literally "by wagon."
It follows, then, that at the beginning of the state
the thin film of civilized life was spread through the interior by the then best
facilities of horse-drawn vehicles for the well to do, and with conveyances for
the less favored shading down to the zealous man afoot. By the time all our
lands were "taken up" and the Civil War was ended, the hordes on foot
and the caravans on wheel were taken up by the speedy railroad trains. Only
local trips remained for wagons, save for a few who for economy's sake
transported themselves and families to new homes west of the Missouri and east
of the Rockies.
So our state beginnings saw the stage coach endings. As
the swarms of people settled down upon our prairies they saw and recognized at
first the sinuous, but level road, the tavern and wagon yard, the ford and ferry
and the great corporations for forwarding persons and property in wagons. But
within this generation that broke the soil were the time and the men who laid
straight lines of iron, relegated the taverns, towns and even part of time
itself, to the scrap heap, overturned customs and abolished things that had
formed racial adventure since the Crusades, and recreation since the Troubadours
first circulated and the Gypsies first moved.
It has been one of my prime purposes to cause Iowa
people of practical and poetic mind to delve down through the stratum of Iowa
thrift after 1865, and on through that of Iowa valor of the Civil War era, into
the rich deposits of foundation times. Thus, and as yet most of the effort has
been to aid in recalling and visibly marking the travel ways found and respected
by those who entered upon and first used the lands.
When our race has
ventured into new regions of either land or sea, man's first act has been to fix
in science the evidence of his act. He has charted his ship's course by
reference to immovable stars and left his pathway a legible line. On land, by a
variation of the same practice, he has actually laid down his meridians and
parallels, adjusting his life and that of his fellows to the
"boundaries" all respect, and to the "land marks" set or
selected by the surveyor to inform the unpracticed. In Iowa, every farm and road
and right of way is so marked upon the surface of the earth itself, and its
counterpart is described by courses and distances and again by attendant maps
drawn usually to scale. In the case of lands themselves, the original
descriptions and maps, to which all men interested will for all time refer, are
in the vaults of the State Land Office at Des Moines; copies, verified, are in
the Federal Land Office at Washington, and in the offices of the county
recorders in the respective county seats of Iowa. These notes of the surveyor
were made in the field as he went with chain and compass over the unbroken sod
ahead of the pioneer. In his notes, the surveyor recorded the existence of such
imperishable objects as he found, which would forever bear witness by precise
measurement and angle to the line he was laying down.
And thus he drew his detail maps of the sections (one
mile square), which he covered. piecing together the adjacent sections he
produced his larger maps, and as the boundary of one, of course, became the
boundary of the next, the exact location, course, width, depth and character of
each brook, creek, and river is actually laid down upon our official
maps. Occasional travelers, however, came over lands
prior to either the "settler" or "surveyor." They were
hunters, soldiers, trappers, traders, and Indians, individuals or groups.
Starting from civilization, their objective was known and was often some remote
game-ground, outpost or Indian camp. In nearly every instance there was direct
and speedy movement. The passage of a few men and animals marked their course of
travel or made a "trail" by the killing of the grass in the pathway
and the action of the rain in deepening the tracks. Those desiring to go from
the same point to the same remote region, being governed by identical purposes
of easy levels and ready access to water and feed, followed the same course.
These marks across country were by some designated as a "trace," by
others a "trail." And as designations of streams differed, so did
those of many of the ancient travel ways. The surveyors often mapped in the same
townships and on adjacent sections one travel way as "trail" and
"trace." And, by the way, the nomenclature of the surveyor's
descriptions were never standardized. If the surveyor happened to have been
brought up in New England he used a set of terms differing often in some
particulars from the terms used by the surveyor from South Carolina. So for
instance, the notes will indicate that White Breast Creek flowing across one
township is noted as White Breast River; in the next township, but still lower
down it is White Breast Creek. Smaller tributaries indicated as of identical
importance from their width, depth, etc., will be denominated variously as
"rill," "run," "rivulet," "branch,"
"swale," "slough," and "creek," though
"swale" and "slough" occur but seldom in timbered
regions. The object in marking the Mormon Trail is to
indicate by bronze and granite something of the importance in pre-railroad days
in Iowa, of the travel upon one of these prehistoric ways. For a hundred years
white men, and probably for thousands of years, aboriginal men and animals,
passing east and west over what is now Iowa, followed easy levels and stream
crossings. There is a natural way of easy passage of the Missouri at or near
Council Bluffs. Advancing toward that passage from any point on the Mississippi,
almost all paths converge in Cass County. But in the main, early travel in
historic times was from southeastern Iowa; the main stream of the trail lay
there, and it was by accident that this way, being taken by large bodies of
Mormons in 1846, the year in which parts of the lands across which the way lay
were surveyed, became denominated in the surveyor's original notes and maps as
the "Mormon Trail." As the surveyors advanced westward with their
surveys they carried the designation, with variations, such as "Mormon
Trace"; "Road from Pisgah to the Missouri"; "Mormon
Road"; "Road from Southeast Iowa": "Road from Nauvoo,"
etc.
The course above referred to, under whatever
designation, was little used in all its length after 1848 by the Mormon
emigration, which after Nauvoo was depopulated, crossed the Mississippi at and
above Burlington, and, in the main passed through Iowa City, crossed the Des
Moines River at various places, depending on season and soil conditions, but
finally converging in the "Old Mormon Trail" before reaching Council
Bluffs. Their caravans formed probably less than a tenth of the travel for the
decade of 1846-1856, since the great California and Oregon emigration from Iowa
and east took that road, while much of the enterprise and adventure, investment,
business, settlement, emigration, legislation and litigation in Iowa along the
"Mormon Trail" was based upon this general travel.
From the immense collection of Iowa newspapers of 1849
and later, preserved in the Historical Department of Iowa at Des Moines, I have
copied thousands of the then current advertisements, news items, published
letters and editorials that indicate the importance of wagon travel of that
time. These indicate and name the different routes, the destination, objects and
accomplishments of the travelers, and the interest and expectations of the
people remaining at home in Iowa. I set out from but one paper, the Western
Democrat, published by J. B. Dorr, at
Andrew, Jackson County, Iowa, three typical items. One a ferry advertisement,
one a general store advertisement and one paragraph of a letter from California
to the New York Tribune.
A NEW FERRY ACROSS THE MISSOURI RIVER
The subscribers have obtained from the General Assembly
of the State of Iowa, a charter to keep a Ferry across the Missouri River at
Council Bluffs, and a permit from the Indian Agent at Council Bluffs Agency, to
land in the Indian Territory, are prepared with new and safe boats and tried
watermen, to attend faithfully to the duties of said Ferry. For those going to
Oregon or California, this is decidedly the best crossing place. Aside from
being over three hundred miles nearer than by Independence, it saves the
difficult and dangerous crossings of the two forks of Kansas River, the Platt
River and several others, and ensures the protection of the U. S. Troops as w
ell as the Agency of the Ottoes, Omahas and Pawnees being at the Bluffs.
The roads to this Ferry from the various crossings on
the Mississippi through the interior of Iowa are good, well supplied with wood
and water, and every other article needed by the emigrant, and at St. Francis
and Council Bluffs, all articles of food, furniture, &c., that will be
needed in crossing the mountain, can be had on reasonable terms, as well as good
and experienced guides and mountaineers; in fact it is designed to be prepared
with all such articles as the traveler may need to add to his comfort and
safety.
Those who wish to spend the winter here in order to
cross the mountains early, can find abundance of all they require for themselves
and teams. This Ferry being on the direct line from Chicago to the South Pass,
gives it a decided advantage over the old route. North of the Iowa should pass
through Iowa City, via Trading House, 25 miles, (Bob Hutchinson's residence)
Snook's Grove, 24 miles; Newton, 34 miles; this is the county seat of Jasper
county; to Ft. Desmoine (Raccoon Forks), 30 miles; here goods and stores of
every kind can be had on fair terms.—from this place the road is the best of
any in the State. To Brown's ford on North river, 18 miles; Happy grove, 6
miles, to Marvin's grove, 6 miles; to Tucker's grove 10 miles (2 mile off the
road) to Allen's 9 miles, at the bridge across Middle river; to east fork of the
Nodaway, 13 miles, good for-to west fork of the Nodaway, Campbell's grove, 15
miles, strong bridged—plenty of timber; to east fork of the Nisabotony, 12
miles. Ferrin's Ferry at the old Indian village. Here the northern road
intersects the Mormon trail; to Mount Scott, 17 miles to west fork. 5 miles; to
Silver Creek, 10 miles; to Keg creek, 6 miles; here till road forks, the right
hand leads to Kanesville, the principal Mormon town, the left to St. Francis
opposite Council Bluffs Agency in Nebraska Territory.
SOUTHERN ROUTE
Eddyville is the principal crossing place of the
Southern road—emigrants would do well to lay in their supplies here as there
are L some five or six large stores, flouring mills, &c.; to Clark's Point,
13 miles, to Prathers, 12 miles; to Chariton Point, 13 miles, center Lucas
county, to Watson's 20 miles; to Pisgah, 40 miles; to Ferrin's Ferry at the
junction of the northern and southern roads, 60 miles. The distance from Iowa
City to St. Francis can be traveled in 12 days with good teams. From Eddyville,
in 14 days.
CLARK, TOWNSEND, WHEELING & CO.
St. Francis, July, 1849.
—Andrew, Ia. Western
Democrat, Nov. 23, 1849, p. 4, col. 5
TO THE TRAVELING COMMUNITY
The undersigned begs leave to inform the traveling
Community in general, and the California and Oregon Emigrants in particular,
that he keeps the ferry at Eddyville, Iowa, owned by the Eddyville Ferry
Company, where he will be at all times with a good boat and fixtures to
accommodate travelers and hopes to have a good share of the public patronage.
Eddyville, July 11, 1849. S. ROBERTS.
The above is decidedly one of the best Ferries on the
Desmoines river, and on the best route to the Bluffs for all southern emigrants.
Ed. Dem.
—Andrew, Ia. Western
Democrat, Nov. 23, 1849, p. 4, col. 5
Monterey, Oct. 1, 1849 Messrs. Greely & McElrath:—
Washing is still $8.00 a dozen, and the consequence is, large
quantities of soiled linen are sent to our antipodes (China) to be purified,—and
the practice is now becoming general—San Francisco is, in fact, more
metropolitan in its character than any other port in the world. A vessel just in
from Canton brought 250 doz. which were sent out a few months ago; another from
the Sandwich Island brought 100 doz. Its trade with parts of the Pacific rapidly
increasing.
—Andrew, Ia. Western Democrat, Nov.
23, 1849, p. 4, col. 5
It is not this old way so much as the hopes and hearts,
the homes and happiness it bore to and from the West that we should note. It is
not only not the
Mormon nor even his route itself so much as that living, pushing, throbbing,
singing, swearing, moving line of humanity squirming across our state from 1847
to 1867, that I have sought to visualize. It is that there shall be added to the
common heritage of our state's traditions of valor, of honor and of zeal, also
that of the semblance of a crusade for home and wealth; of the once existent
mild, wild horde that melted away into the Railroad era without leaving in our
song or story its tavern terms or campfire tales; its homeseeking and homesick
impulses; its tough fibred standards; its throes of anxiety and thrills of
achievement.
The greater, more tragic era of the Civil War deposited
its relics and recollections upon the last of the old Wagon days in Iowa. The
railroad relegated the customs and the language of the long wagon journey.
The automobile retrieved the cross-country tour without restoring its route or
poetry. The recent war annihilated all the other thoughts and throbs. But may
not these markers serve forever at least as texts on which our children shall
preach sermons of that almost lost and quite romantic age?
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