Old Crump

[Subdeacon Joe]

https://desertgazette.com/blog/?p=10678

 

Old Crump

In 1849 a wagon train bound for California split up with many of the members opting for a supposed shortcut to the goldfields. The shortcut did not work out and these intrepid wanderers found themselves stranded, lock, stock, barrel, and four children on the floor of a place that would become known as ‘Death Valley.’

Bennett’s Long Camp

Over a month of hardship and waiting had passed while two heroic young men walked to find a way out and return with supplies in order to bring this band of Lost 49ers to safety. This they did, returning with food, a white horse, and a one-eyed mule. Sadly enough, the white horse had to be abandoned at a dry fall in the Panamint Mountains.

With these heroes returning they could now make their escape. The children were weak, tired, and sick and would not make the trip if they had to walk, so the pioneers sewed several shirts together making saddlebags to carry them in.

The children were uncomfortable and sick. They cried and cried, but ‘Crump,’ the ox selected to bear this burden seemed to sense the importance of carrying its cargo as gently as possible, never missing a step, stumbling, or even making a sudden, jarring move.

This ordeal, beginning late in 1849 and finishing up early in 1850 then became a distant memory to the members of the party.

Years later, a much older William Manly, one of the two heroes that saved the emigrants (John Rogers being the other), was walking down a road in the central valley. He noticed that over in a shady pasture there was a fat ox relishing the long, tender blades of grass. Strangely enough, the ox looked vaguely familiar. Sure enough, it was Old Crump, warm and gentle as ever.

Back in 1850, when things settled after their hardship-fraught journey and arrival at their destination, the owner of the ox retired the creature as a reward for its distinguished service and Crump never worked a day in its life again.

Chapter XI – Death Valley in 49
Wm. Lewis Manly

[Hardpan Curmudgeon SASS #8967]

Ol' Crump was lucky the folks weren't named Donner...  

[Capt. R. Hugh Kidnme]

1 hour ago, Subdeacon Joe said:

https://desertgazette.com/blog/?p=10678

 

Old Crump

In 1849 a wagon train bound for California split up with many of the members opting for a supposed shortcut to the goldfields. The shortcut did not work out and these intrepid wanderers found themselves stranded, lock, stock, barrel, and four children on the floor of a place that would become known as ‘Death Valley.’

Bennett’s Long Camp

Over a month of hardship and waiting had passed while two heroic young men walked to find a way out and return with supplies in order to bring this band of Lost 49ers to safety. This they did, returning with food, a white horse, and a one-eyed mule. Sadly enough, the white horse had to be abandoned at a dry fall in the Panamint Mountains.

With these heroes returning they could now make their escape. The children were weak, tired, and sick and would not make the trip if they had to walk, so the pioneers sewed several shirts together making saddlebags to carry them in.

The children were uncomfortable and sick. They cried and cried, but ‘Crump,’ the ox selected to bear this burden seemed to sense the importance of carrying its cargo as gently as possible, never missing a step, stumbling, or even making a sudden, jarring move.

This ordeal, beginning late in 1849 and finishing up early in 1850 then became a distant memory to the members of the party.

Years later, a much older William Manly, one of the two heroes that saved the emigrants (John Rogers being the other), was walking down a road in the central valley. He noticed that over in a shady pasture there was a fat ox relishing the long, tender blades of grass. Strangely enough, the ox looked vaguely familiar. Sure enough, it was Old Crump, warm and gentle as ever.

Back in 1850, when things settled after their hardship-fraught journey and arrival at their destination, the owner of the ox retired the creature as a reward for its distinguished service and Crump never worked a day in its life again.

Chapter XI – Death Valley in 49
Wm. Lewis Manly

SDJ,

 

  Another of your truly great stories. You find the most interesting articles.

 

  And, some CAS shooter had best be using "Old Crump" as an alias. Too good to pass up.

[Subdeacon Joe]

1 hour ago, Capt. R. Hugh Kidnme said:

And, some CAS shooter had best be using "Old Crump" as an alias. Too good to pass up.

 

 

[Subdeacon Joe]

1 hour ago, Capt. R. Hugh Kidnme said:

Another of your truly great stories. You find the most interesting articles.

 

 

Most come from FB groups I follow - this was from one of several Mojave Desert groups I follow.  The Kern County of Old group also has some interesting stuff, although lately it has been mostly stuff about Bakersfield and the "Do you remember the (fill in the blank)?"  But even some of those can lead to some interesting history.

[Capt. R. Hugh Kidnme]

20 minutes ago, Subdeacon Joe said:

 

Most come from FB groups I follow - this was from one of several Mojave Desert groups I follow.  The Kern County of Old group also has some interesting stuff, although lately it has been mostly stuff about Bakersfield and the "Do you remember the (fill in the blank)?"  But even some of those can lead to some interesting history.

Not an FB kinda guy. But if I was, I'd certainly be a follower of this group.