Forward, Into The Past
The advent of civil war was a perilous time to be a state in the middle U.S. There were slave states with deep economic interests in that “peculiar institution,” and free states where slavery wasn’t legal. However, four slave states did not secede from the US in 1861: Delaware, Maryland, Kentucky and Missouri. These states walked a tricky line, and it required political and sometimes military maneuvering to prevent their secession.
The distinctive Four Courts building was St. Louis’s early center of civic justice. It appears in the Compton and Dry Pictorial map from 1875. The map also displays what looks like a circus tent across the street. Camile Dry drew in many quirky but accurate observations. Knowing this, I set out to discover what was in town there. That brought me into the world of P. T. Barnum and his great traveling Hippodrome.
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The American period between 1890 and 1920 is sometimes known as the Progressive Era. It was a time when the term “muckraking” was applied to journalism. The press led the way in opposing corruption in government and big business.
A 1938 Post-Dispatch obituary noted the death of Christian J. Zeitinger – inventor, promotor and hydraulic engineer. He was 73 years old and died from “the infirmities of age.” It recalled his frequent appearances in bankruptcy court, the result of financial scheming in the development of a gravity flour mill invention.
In 1946, Retta Reed, who lived for years at 35 Benton Place in Lafayette Square, bought and razed the abandoned house across from hers. Curious about 40 Benton Place, I began an expedition backward through the newspapers.
It’s not everyone who gets to create the first permanent theater west of the Mississippi River, make out like a bandit on Lafayette Square residential acreage, and keep Missouri in the Union as the Civil War loomed. But Sol Smith did.
A recent essay in this space featured Adelina Patti, opera diva of the late 1800s. As a child phenomenon on nationwide tour at the age of 12, she played dolls with the granddaughter of Sol Smith. He owned the St. Louis Theatre, where she performed. Over the years, many stage luminaries visited with “Old Sol,” who was known as the father of St. Louis theater.
Hardtack crackers were rumored to be bulletproof. Along with coffee, they’ve long been what an army marched on, and they sat in ones stomach undigested long enough to create a sensation of fullness. Making hardtack was dead simple; it consisting of flour and water, with a bit of salt for interest. It’s still with us today, in a merciful form, as saltine crackers.
One can’t help but notice the large four story building lying dormant at 2345 Lafayette Avenue. Its boarded up windows give rather a blank countenance to what is, in fact, a fascinating place with a long and somewhat unfortunate history. It was originally called Das Deutsche Haus, or the German House. When all things German fell from favor with the onset of World War II, it was renamed the St Louis House. Join me for a journey back to its beginning.
Continue reading “1928-1942: German House – The Earliest Years”Casting a look back a hundred years in St Louis history, it requires little effort to find a subject with deep roots in Lafayette Square, whose tale is well worth retelling. Here’s the story of the 32nd mayor of St Louis, Henry W. Kiel.
Continue reading “1917: The Life and Times of Mayor Henry Kiel”I. Murder On The Riverfront
Noble Shepard was a 28 year old glassblower from Illinois. He left his wife and migrated to the riverside near downtown St Louis, where he holed up in a tent. 100 yards away, Tom and Lizzie Morton lived on a flatboat tied to shore. Tom was a good looking man of “slight frame,” who wanted to roam. He joined a small circus and met Lizzie Leahy in Alton, Illinois. Abandoning the circus, the two went off on a flatboat and tied up at the foot of Potomac Street. Tom found work as a machinist with Barr Department Store. Lizzie made her living doing needlework. Two months into their stay, they met Noble Shepard.
Continue reading “1897: No Picnic On Either Side Of The Law”
