Boggy Depot C.N.
Before statehood Boggy Depot was the capitol of the Choctaw Nation, Indian Territory.
Evidently there was a thriving little community there with the post office depot, a church, school, a small military base. The Butterfield stage mail route came through and stopped there.
The chief of the Choctaw Nation, Allen Wright's home was here. I did see a drawing of his home, two story, white clapboard, wrap around porch - very nice. But,none of the original buildings were saved, not even any ruins, just signs telling you what once was there.
I stood facing the road that runs through what used to be a little town and wondered what it was like a 100 years ago in a bustling little community. Who lived there? What were they like? How did they live?
The only evidence that anyone, anything was ever there was the cemetery. If you want to feel the history of a place that is where you should go.
Miss Clara Eddy
Born in New York
Died in Boggy Depot C.N.
A resident of Indian Territory
There were no dates of birth or death (that I could read). Makes you wonder about Miss Clara, doesn't it? She came from New York to Boggy Depot. Was she a young woman or an older woman. Was she a professional woman? Either she or her family must have had money because hers was one of the biggest markers in the cemetery and it was not homemade.
The people who loved her must have thought that she would want people to remember her as a brave pioneer... a single woman moving from New York to Indian Territory in the late 1800's or early 1900's.. sounds pretty brave to me.
And others whose stories we will never know. Hopefully, their families pass on their stories so that someone will remember them and what they did, their part in forming our history.
Evidently there was a thriving little community there with the post office depot, a church, school, a small military base. The Butterfield stage mail route came through and stopped there.
The chief of the Choctaw Nation, Allen Wright's home was here. I did see a drawing of his home, two story, white clapboard, wrap around porch - very nice. But,none of the original buildings were saved, not even any ruins, just signs telling you what once was there.
I stood facing the road that runs through what used to be a little town and wondered what it was like a 100 years ago in a bustling little community. Who lived there? What were they like? How did they live?
The only evidence that anyone, anything was ever there was the cemetery. If you want to feel the history of a place that is where you should go.
Miss Clara Eddy
Born in New York
Died in Boggy Depot C.N.
A resident of Indian Territory
There were no dates of birth or death (that I could read). Makes you wonder about Miss Clara, doesn't it? She came from New York to Boggy Depot. Was she a young woman or an older woman. Was she a professional woman? Either she or her family must have had money because hers was one of the biggest markers in the cemetery and it was not homemade.
The people who loved her must have thought that she would want people to remember her as a brave pioneer... a single woman moving from New York to Indian Territory in the late 1800's or early 1900's.. sounds pretty brave to me.
And others whose stories we will never know. Hopefully, their families pass on their stories so that someone will remember them and what they did, their part in forming our history.
posted by aola at 11:55 AM
6 Comments:
OH, those babies. Gosh we're lucky.
There were a lot of baby graves.
I can't really imagine what it was like back then, death was such a huge part of what happened in their life, it must have been a hard time to live or maybe for them that was just the way it was..like us having to live with the fact that 1 out of 10 people are going to get cancer and die a horrible death.
Wow, Aola! You really know how to tap into the history of a place. In my visits to Native American places, I stand in awe and ask the same questions you did. I close my eyes and imagine the children running around playing while the women cook and the men skin deer. I can almost see them and hear them. The tombstones do tell stories, don't they? I will be daydreaming about Miss Clara all day now... :)
Look what I found...
*Among the teachers who taught the day school at Old Boggy were Rev. Hamilton Balentine, J. L. Caldwell, Miss Sylvester, and Miss Clara Eddy. The latter was a graduate of the Emma Willard School, of Troy, New York, and had served as a missionary to the Creeks and then to the Chickasaws, before the war. She was a woman of fine personality and great strength of character, exerting an influence for good and upright living that was never forgotten by her pupils.
After the war, she taught school for many terms at Boggy Depot, and also, at Caddo, until her death in 1884.
Wow! What history! I used to love going to cemetaries. Okay, that sounds wierd, but that isn't how I mean it.
The baby stones always make me sad.
Great review of the site, and how cool that you found that information on the teacher!
Aola, you're a detective! That is so awesome. What an amazing woman she must have been.
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