I try to read all the Comments, hope you do too. One that I missed the other day that is worth highlighting. See comment under the post Happy Veterans Day. Mentions very interesting information about the origin of the land here at Weatherby Lake. Here is the link:
http://ioway.nativeweb.org/history/treaty1836.htm
Cool...huh?
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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What about the Hekawi and Fugawi tribe
Fort Courage where the Hekawi on stopping "Running Sewage" ?
Where the Fugawi on the bridge?
Ironic. Tepee then, T.P. now. Same spot.
TP or Wigwam that is the problem you are two tents
Not to worry be happy Private Vanderbilt is holding down the fort
Back then, was just Rush Creek, Barry Trail and possibly Pleasant Ford Trail (now part of Pleasant Ford is also known as Westside Dr.)
Ford in the old dictionaries meant wading or crossing place so it was just a nice place to get across Rush creek or maybe go swimming in it. Wouldn't it be great to have a time machine to go back and see what it was like back then.
For more Platte County history, check out this old book!
http://www.archive.org/details/annalsofplatteco00paxt
Here is an excerpt from another book I have called "History of Clay and Platte Counties - 1885" published by St Louis National Historic Company. It contains a bunch of short written histories and memories from the residents of the day. You can probably find it at the library if you are interested. Some great reads in there.
This is from approx 1815 (errors from ocr scan)
"Mr. Bernard's letter on Reminiscences presents an interesting view of pioneer life at that early day. We lived near Water Springs," he says,and each year a few more settlers were added to our number. Hunting deer, turkeys, ducks, geese, snipe, squirrels, etc., and fishing, principally for black bass, which abounded, were almost every-day employments. Our sugar we manufactured ourselves, making it from the sap of maple trees, which were abundant; and wild honey could be found in almost
every hollow tree. Each neighbor had his own little crop of corn and other products, and every one had a mill. Our mills were of the Armstrong Patent,' and were run by elbow grease.' They were simply a piece of sheet-iron perforated with small holes and capped lengthwise over a board with the rough side out. Though simply constructed, they did fine grinding, when properly operated by a spirited, industrious maid, or a vigor, masculine arm.
Even now, when I think of the rich hot hoe-cakes we used to have, with venison and wild honey, and of the good times among the settlers, it makes me almost ready to start in search of the fountain of perpetual youth which De Soto failed to find, and of a land somewhere in the far-off, like the old Platte country was in the days long ago. To be sure, we had to work some, and at pretty hard work, too -clearing,
grubbing, making rails, plowing among the stumps, and all that ; but we had many comforts and not a few pleasures, and life seemed to flow on as a gentle storm in perpetual sunshine.
Ah those were happy days then, days that to me, alas, will never return again. Like the wild flowers that grew on the banks of the spring branch, near where I used to live, they have been blighted by the frosts of time. And I, too, have fallen into the seer and yellow leaf"
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