Poets and Poetry: Sonnets of a Portrait-Painter

April is National Poetry Month, so it seems fitting to share  the work of a few of our local poets each week.

Arthur Davison Ficke, son of prominent businessman Charles August Ficke, was born in Davenport in 1883.  Although he studied law and worked with his father, he eventually made the decision to be a full time author and poet—a decision he never regretted.

He is best known for two things:  a poetry hoax he and his friend Harold Witter Bynner pulled on the literary world, and his lovely sonnets.  In 1914, a collection of some of his best sonnets were gathered into a single volume,  Sonnets of a Portrait-Painter.


XIX

Strange! To remember that I late was fain
To yield death back my poor undated lease,
So wearied had I at life’s gate in vain
Asked wonders, and been doled not even peace.
I had grown sceptic of the exalted will
That winds not ever nearer to its aim.
Grey seemed all lures, all calling voices still;
Rest only seems salvation . . . Then you came
And filled my dusk with stars. I understood
At last what coward languor had been mine.
And as your sweetness stung my brain and blood
Like the wild rapture of some winged wine
I stormed the gates that crusts to beggars give!
Life decks its halls for him who dares to live . . . .

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150 Years Ago Today

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April 12, 2011, marks the 150th anniversary of the start of the Civil War— a war from which 13,589 Iowa men, and countless others, never returned home.

Our Special Collections Center, is home to many interesting primary and secondary resources for those interested in learning more about the War of the Rebellion (or the War of Northern Aggression, if you are so inclined):

—The Daily Democrat and the Davenport Daily Gazette are the local newspapers that cover the relevant time period

Returns from U.S. Military Posts, 1800 – 1916: Camp McClellan, Iowa

The Roster of Union Soldiers 1861 – 1865, by Janet Hewett.

Camp McClellan During the Civil War by Seth J. Temple.

Roll of Honor – U. S. Quartermaster’s Department.

War of the Rebellion: A Compilation of the Official Records of the Union and Confederate Armies.

Adjutant General’s Reports. State of Iowa.

Roster and record of Iowa soldiers in the war of the rebellion, together with historical sketches of volunteer organizations, 1861-1866, Adjutant General’s Office.

Guide to Tracing Your African American Civil War Ancestor by Jeanette Braxton Secret.

A User’s Guide to the Official Records of the American Civil War by Alan C. and Barbara A. Aimone.

County publications including Wayne, Decatur, Van Buren, Keokuk, Linn, and Mahaska counties.

One of Special Collections more recent acquisitions is the Iowa Volunteer Civil War Enlistment Papers collection on microfilm.  These original forms provide detailed information enlistees from counties across the state of Iowa starting after August 1862.  This collection has also been indexed on our website at www.qcmemory.org.  Just click on Local Index Databases in the left hand column to start your search.

These resources and much more are waiting for you in the Richardson-Sloane Special Collections Center.  Our staff looks forward to assisting you in your search!

(posted by Amy D.)

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Poets and Poetry: I See the Hills

April is National Poetry Month, so it seems fitting to share  the work of a few of our local poets each week.

George Cram Cook, author and playwright, was born in Davenport on October 7, 1873.   Although he considered Greece his “cultural home,” a few of Mr. Cook’s poems showed his affection for the Midwest:

I see the Hills


Southward from my window I see the hills of Illinois.
The river spreads between—a frozen tumult of jagged blocks of ice.
The slopes of the hills rise sunlit, covered with snow,
The crests of the hills and black with woods;
The valleys are black with the shadow of the hills.

Last week the ice-floes formed; the water crystallized.
Sheets of ice slid, ground, crunched, crackled, split into fragments that
        twisted, sank, thrust into the air, and fell piling one upon another,
Pushed gulfward by the unswerving weight of the Mississippi.
For weeks that water will slide down its bed of salt and sand and gravel in
        order to be at peace in the sea—a thousand feet nearer the center of the earth.
Unseen the water slides between the unmoving ice, the river’s roof
Built without hands by the cold of rushing air
Whose floor the ice is now.
The ice is man’s bridge. He has chopped a road for the wagon-sleds and
        horses of teamsters hauling loads of black and glittering coal from the coal banks.
The ice fascinated me,
I see the lines of force that broke the floes and thrust their fragments up
        in apparent confusion.
But I see more that what is apparent.
I see the unseen current;
I feel the mathematics of its forces,
The exactitude of position of each fragment,
The inexorable and flawless logic of each ice block in the river, each
        crystal in the block, each molecule in the crystal.
It is all true.
There is no error in it.
There has been no mistake.
Each inch and each iota of the ice
Is where it has to be—
Its present state and location the resultant of its history, indissolubly
        part of the history of the eternal universe,
I look from the rough wide fields of ice to the hills beyond,
I look carelessly, not prying into the secrets of the hills,
But they come to me
The secrets of the hills come giving themselves to me,
They lay off veil after veil for me—the veils of ages,
They are bare to the comprehension of my soul;
I see the lines of force that thrust them up.
I see the wear of the ages of frost and rain that wore them down.
My vision sweeps back to the days when the rock lay hardening beneath the sea;
And on to the days when the black and glittering coal was alive.
Mighty ferns waved slowly in mist,
The hot dampness of vapor sifted through giant fronds.
Forests of fern covered all the part of the earth where coal lies buried now,
The warmth of the earth rose in exhalations,
The envelope of cloud shut in the warmth of the earth,
Shut out the light of the sun,
And in the dim warm misty air grew giant fronds
The dying made the black and glittering coal.

 

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Flood of Images: the West End Perspective

As we keep a watchful eye on the river levels around here, it might be interesting to look back at the last  few times it rose up to shake hands with Davenport.

Here are a some of our favorite flooding images from the west side of the city:

 

The river made a parking lot out of streets in 1993 . . .

. . . and lakes out of  parking lots in 2001.

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For two years running, gazebos were islands unto themselves . . .

.  . . and playgrounds required a snorkel.

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1993 might have caught us flatfooted (though the telephone poles were an inspiration to us all). . .

But by 2001, we finally got the hang of sandbags.

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Genealogy Night!

Are the nuts in your family tree taking up all of your precious research time?

 We in the Special Collections Center understand.  And we are once again opening our Center to give you a little extra time to root out those difficult ancestors and shear the black sheep of the family.

 For $10.00, you’ll have the run of the Special Collections Center between 4-9pm on Sunday, April 10th

You’ll be able to use our resources, pick the brains of your fellow genealogists, socialize with those who share your obsessions . . . and what the heck, we’ll feed you, too!

 So call us at 326-7902 for more information, or drop off your registration fee at the Special Collections Center at our Main Street location to secure your spot!

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Celebrate Bird Day – it’s the law!

On April 20, 1923, The 40th General Assembly of the State of Iowa enacted the observance of a new holiday:  Bird Day.

It was an act to designate and set apart the twenty-first day of March as a day for public schools to set aside a portion of their curriculum to study our feathered friends.

Muscatine county schools observed Bird Day for the first time in 1924. Teachers incorporated topics relating to bird life in their composition assignments, including: ‘the value of birds as a means of destroying grasshoppers and other insects which are a menace to crops and trees”.

The celebration of this holiday fell by the wayside over the years until, in 1966, Iowa Governor Harold Hughes signed a proclamation making March 21, 1966 “Bird Day” in Iowa.  He urged citizens to cooperate in the observance of that day, “in order to make us more aware of the beauty and usefulness of the birds around us”.

Although this holiday no longer appears in the Code of Iowa—perhaps Congress thought it was for the birds–we in the Special Collections Center are all about tradition.  So here is our favorite bird image from our photograph collections:

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Sources

Acts and joint resolutions passed at the regular session of the fortieth general assembly of the state of Iowa. Chapter 79. [1923]

Code of Iowa: Containing all statutes of a general and permanent nature. Chapter 213; 4249. [1924]

Davenport Democrat. 14 March 1924. page 20

State Center Enterprise. 17 Mar 1966. page 1

(posted by Cristina)

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Did somebody say “spring”?

Daylight Savings Time began yesterday, which means that spring is just around the corner! Are you ready for the warmer temperatures and blooming flowers? Here is an image from our photograph collection that we hope will get everyone excited about spring.

Vander Veer Park fountain and Spring flower garden, ca.1920's

 This photograph was taken by J. B. Hostetler in the 1920’s and shows the Victorian fountain and the spring flower garden at Vander Veer Botanical Park in Davenport, Iowa. The cast iron fountain was donated by A. W. Vander Veer in 1906. It was taken down and sold for scraps during the Great Depression, and later replaced with a stone fountain by the Federal Emergency Relief Administration.

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Davenport Public Library Photograph Collection: VM89-000311

Special Collections newspaper clippings vertical file: Parks–Vander Veer

Special Collections ephemera file: Parks–Vander Veer–Stone Fountain dedication & lighting [2004]

(Posted by Cristina)

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Davenporters of Note: George Cram Cook

George Cram Cook was born in Davenport on October 7, 1873, to a prominent, respectable family.

His parents sent their son to be formally educated not only at Harvard, but at the universities in Heidelberg and Geneva.  They were hoping he might join the legal or banking professions.  To their confusion and occasional dismay, Jig—as he was called—was never a lawyer or a banker.

What he was, during his lifetime, was a socialist, a novelist, a farmer, a poet, a playwright, and—more importantly—an encouraging, energizing influence on everyone he met.

He held literary and philosophical weekends at his farm near Buffalo, where a generation or two of free-thinkers were allowed to state their opinions on society and the rights of the individual.  Floyd Dell, a young man who was to wield some influence himself, practiced his rhetoric while working on Jig’s farm.

It was Jig’s enthusiasm for experimental plays that encouraged his wife, Susan Glaspell, to write several well-received scripts, including Trifles, which remains one of her best known works.   Likewise, it was his enthusiasm for the theater that led to the establishment of the Provincetown Players in Massachusetts, an organization that gave many famous playwrights—Eugene O’Neill and Edna St. Vincent Millay among them—a chance to prove themselves.

So, while George Cram Cook’s own novels, books, poetry, and scripts may not be as well-known as the work of his wife and friends, without him, the literary, philosophical, and theater world might have been a poorer place.

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Works of George Cram Cook at the Davenport Public Library:

Company B of Davenport (SC 353.9777 Coo)

Greek Coins (SC 811 Coo)

Roderick Tliaferro (SC Fic Coo)

“The Spring” (SC 812 Coo)

“Suppressed Desires”, co-written with Susan Glaspell (SC 812 Gla)

 

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A Fire Engine by Any Other Name

Great excitement greeted the arrival of the month of March in 1866—and it wasn’t weather related! 

The citizens of Davenport were awaiting the arrival of their new fire engine with great anticipation.  This wasn’t a simple hand pump type, but a modern Button and Blake Steam Engine model patented in 1864.  It would also be the first steam fire engine west of the Mississippi River and north of St. Louis.*

Vol. 172 VM89-001373. Later steam fire engine owned by the Davenport Fire Department. This model dates from the 1870s. No pictures are known to exist of the Michael Donahue. The Michael Donahue would have looked similar to the engine pictured.

Prior to 1882, when they became a unified, paid city department, individual fire companies were created around Davenport  by concerned citizens.   Beginning in 1865, these companies began raising money for new steam fire engines.  Up to that time, they had been using typical hand pump engines. 

As the name indicates, the hand pump engines needed to be manually pumped to create water flow.  Newspaper accounts of the day indicate that the physical exertion needed by the hand pumps quickly tired the firemen—not the best case scenario at a fire scene!  But the steam fire engines used coal and steam to create the pumping motion.  Men (and their strength) could then be employed in other activities during a fire.

The “Pilot No. 3” company, as did all the volunteer fire companies, relied strongly on the support of local citizens for financial support and supplies.  “No. 3” promised that the highest donor to their steam engine drive would have the new equipment named after them.  The money was soon raised and the order placed.

The steam fire engine arrived from the state of New York on March 7, 1866, via the railroad.  It arrived with the name “Red Rover” inscribed upon it, but “No. 3” promised to unveil its new name at a great christening ceremony a few days later.  Mr. Button was also on his way from New York to be there for the first tests of this new machine.  The celebration was about to begin.

An evening fête was planned at the German Theatre on March 8th for the grand unveiling of the new machine.  Everyone was invited to attend. 

At 9:00 p.m., the stage curtains at the German Theatre parted to reveal the 4,000 pound engine surrounded by members of the “No. 3” fire company.  As promised, the machine was christened the Michael Donahue, after the man who had given the most money towards its purchase.  Speeches were given to rousing applause.  Eventually the formal events gave way to the promised dancing to round out the evening.

On March 9th the Davenport City Council held their regular meeting.  A petition was presented by members of the Pilot No. 3 Engine to be renamed the “Liberty Steam Fire Engine and Hose Company No. 1.” The resolution was adopted by council and old “No. 3” soon had the nickname of Liberty Company.

Saturday, March 10th was another day of celebration as the Liberty Company paraded down the streets with their new machine.  The parade was well attended by not only citizens wanting to see the new equipment, but also by other volunteer fire companies from Davenport and Rock Island who were invited to participate.  Another reception was held afterwards at the German Theatre for further viewing of the engine (and probably some more speeches, too).

 Mr. Button finally arrived on March 12th, but full testing of the engine was delayed until the afternoon of March 14th due to inclement spring weather.  The public’s interest had not waned at all when the tests were undertaken along the levee at the foot of Perry Street.  Crowds filled the area to witness the engine take only 8 minutes from start to steam and then water spray testing commenced.  Liberty Company and the crowd seemed pleased with the results.  Mr. Button was paid in cash as the transaction was completed and Davenport had its first steam fire engine.

The Michael Donahue first saw action around 2:00 a.m. on March 20th , when lightning struck  and ignited the new brick stable of the Pennsylvania House, on Iowa Street near Fourth Street.  The engine was placed near the Mississippi River.  There, one hose was put into the river and the machine pumped water through another hose to Rescue Company No. 2’s engine, which was probably a hand pump machine.  The horses and buggies were saved, but the rest of the supplies and stables were a loss.

But who was Michael Donahue? 

Mr. Donahue was a Scottish immigrant who moved to Davenport around 1855 and purchased the LeClaire Foundry and Iron Works.  He was also a member of the Pilot No. 3 Engine Company eventually earning his diploma as a veteran fireman.  In 1867, he was elected mayor of Davenport.  Fascinating is a good word to describe Mr. Donahue’s life, but we will save the rest of his many and varied accomplishments for a later article.

So how much did Mr. Donahue contribute to the fund?  His contribution was estimated to be $325 according to local newspapers.  The Davenport Daily Gazette, August 11, 1865, reported the steam engine would cost $4,000.  By today’s costs that total is just over $55,000.  Mr. Donahue’s contribution today would be just over $4,500.** 

Even at those prices, the Michael Donahue would not be the only steam fire engine in town for long.***  Within a month, the Fire King Engine and Hose Company would be in possession of their first steam fire engine as well.

This indicates that the citizens of Davenport were serious about their fire companies.  This concern and support would be needed in the future, but that, too, is a story for another time.

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*Davenport Daily Gazette, March 8, 1866, Pg. 4.

**Estimates from www.westegg.com.

***According to The Daily Times, October 29, 1942 Pg. 8, the Michael Donahue had been retired many years before. While in storage in 1933 it was damaged in a fire. The engine had then been placed on display on and off around Davenport until it was donated for scrap metal in support of the war in October 1942. 

(posted by Amy D.)

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Novel Cuisine

It’s a given in the Quad-Cities that if an organization or business is around long enough, it will produce a cookbook.  Just look at the 641.5 shelves in our Special Collections Center and you’ll see decades worth of church cookbooks, newspaper cookbooks, television station cookbooks, hotel and B&B cookbooks, museum cookbooks, school cookbooks, and so on.

The library itself has been no exception.  We have a nice collection of staff recipe booklets going back thirty-odd years, which not only proves the old adage that a library moves on its stomach (or was that an army?), but shows how much recipes have changed over the years—or haven’t.  It will come as no surprise to anyone who knows library staff that the sweets and desserts sections are always the longest!

But you can always count on our Special Collections Center to sneak in a little history: some of our contributions include recipes from local restaurants and even local historical figures.  The library’s 2003 cookbook has three of Annie Wittenmyer’s recipes, originally printed in 1864.  One of these is for Fruit Pudding:

Place slices of bread, well-buttered, evenly over the bottom of a dripping pan.  Cover with a thick layer of stewed or canned small fruit, then add another layer of slices of buttered bread and alternate with fruit until the pan is full.  For ordinary sized pan add three eggs to 3 pints of milk and 3 1.2 pounds of sugar well beaten.  Pour over and bake with moderate heat.  When eggs and milk cannot be obtained the canned milk, diluted, can be used without eggs.

One would never know she was the inventor of a dietary kitchen . . .

So, if you’re ever planning a literary lunch or have been searching everywhere for the recipe for Griffin’s Spaghetti Sauce or Petersen’s Olive Nut Spread, why not try some of our Novel Cuisine?

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