Julia C Bulette Chapter 1864

Submitted by Travis Stransky

In a forgotten corner between the cities of Reno and Sparks lies a piece of land incased in a wrought iron fence along 21st street. Within the fence there stands an eight foot obelisk comprising of four plaques on each side, listing the names of 767 patients who were buried at one time in unmarked graves at the Nevada State Asylum Cemetery. Why? Between 1882-1949 the state asylum buried its deceased patients in shallow, unmarked graves within its own cemetery. Over the years, urban development has taken place and caused horrifying desecrations on the cemetery’s grounds. It wasn’t until very recently the attitudes of society within the State of Nevada and the City of Sparks, started to show any kind of interest for the proper respect and recognition of its deceased patients buried within the cemetery.

For many years disrespectful burial conditions took place at the Nevada State Asylum Cemetery due to negative and insensitive attitudes toward the mentally ill. As a child living on Hymer Street in the 1940s, across from the cemetery, Dennis Cassinelli saw how deceased patients were dropped into shallow graves in makeshift coffins made out of cardboard boxes. “They then covered the grave over with dirt, leaving only a mound to mark the spot” (Cassinelli). Grave sites often became neglected with no records of where each individual patient was buried (“Friends of Northern Nevada”). Patients at the asylum were seen as unfavorable in death as well as life. Mentally ill people were not valued as worthy of a proper funeral alongside sane people within a regular cemetery.

The following text will be etched onto a plaque and sometime in 2018 will be placed in the Eldorado Canyon pine nut wood ranch where Fannie Gore Hazlett lived during the Comstock era. –Metric

In 1862 Fannie Gore, age 24, a single woman, camped where the Dayton Depot now stands, on her way West. She traveled 16 weeks by mule team along the Emigrant Trail to reach her destination. She was joined in this camp by 30 miners and 200 local indigenous people (Paiute). She wrote about the experience, “This is mining country and the society is rough, with frequent shooting affrays. There is drinking and gambling at every door and there are about 20 men to one woman.”
In 1864 Fannie married Dr. John Clark Hazlett. She went on to write the Historical Sketch of Dayton, published in the 1921-22 Nevada Historical Society Papers. She supported women’s suffrage, and served as a postmaster in Dayton where she organized a library. She met Brigham Young and Mark Twain and socialized with many Nevada governors and legislators.
At age 84 Fannie Gore Hazlett made national news as the oldest woman to ever fly in an aeroplane. From a true pioneer to aeroplane passenger, Fannie lived to 95.

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Bury the Hatchet Day, Mormon Station State Park, Genoa, NV
May 26, 2018

Left to Right: Rev. Patrick Wilson – SST VNGH, Rev. Dr. Don Asher – JCB NGH, Matthew “Metric” Ebert – JCB GNR, Jeremy ‘Spoon’ Wilson – SST NGH.

Here’s the order for the guys in the big picture, left to right:

Christopher Brooks, Matthew “Metric” Ebert, Vic Mena, Gunny, “Doc” Don Asher, Budman, Derek Maxwell, Taz, Ed Johnson, Trouble.

Julia’s Unequivocal Nevada Klampout #37 – COMSTOCK
Clamper Year 6021

B St. looking South towards the Courthouse from the front of the ECV Hall.
That is the International Hotel at the corner of Union and B, across from Piper’s

Researched and interpreted by
Envisioned by Noble Grand Humbug Kevin Breckinridge
Long Valley section by Jeffrey D. Johnson XNGH, Clamphistorian at Chapter 1864
Dedicated to Halverson, Small and Hessken
2016 c.e.

Julia’s Grave: History Or Myth?

By Johnny Gunn

When one works toward enlarging an historical record, the word provenance is the key. What it means is proof. You say the such and such happened at this particular place at this particular time, and then you produce your source that cannot be questioned. Regarding Julia’s grave, too often over the years the sources provided must be questioned.

In the 1950s, Virginia City was emerging from a run-down, almost ghost town to a glamorous tourist mecca and one of the driving forces was Lucius Beebe, and New York raconteur with connections to major newspapers across the country, particularly San Francisco.

He bought property here including the defunct Territorial Enterprise and saw to it that every major newspaper and credible tourist writer in the country was on the mailing list, and he started a campaign to make Virginia City the “Livest Ghost Town” in the west, his description.

Legitimate history was enlarged, mythologized, and Julia C. Bulette played one of the major roles. Her history is grand by itself, it doesn’t need expansion, but that didn’t stop Beebe. His writing should never be used a provenance. It’s been discredited too often by too many legitimate historians.

Silver Peak, Nevada
August 17-18-19, 2018
Preliminary Possible Planned Theory of the Potential Days of JUNK (details will change!)

Special invitation to all riders: This will be a motorcycle friendly event. We are inviting all riders to come in on their steeds, and we’ll try to arrange a pickup or two to carry your heavier gear so you can enjoy the ride and not skimp on your booze and victuals.

Features:

• No guns, no widders, no orphans, no fightin’
• Non-developed camping ↣ bring it in, take it out, no store, no water spigot, take care of your own damn self
• Trucks, cars, tents, campers, and bikers all welcome and appropriate
• Good roads all the way. Historical tours may be rougher but you can hitch a ride if you don’t want to ride a two-wheeler
• No gas south of Hawthorne. You must fill up in Hawthorne
• Culinary contest with $100 Prize put up by the JCB Humbug
• Auction! The weird, the mysterious, the unknowable, the handy, tools and man toys, all proceeds go to JCB. Clean out the barn and let’s have a great sale!!! Bring some $$$. Cash in hand only. No checks. No IOUs

Friday

• 9 a.m., caravan leaves the Clamphouse in Virginia City
• 10:07 a.m., caravan joins up with Copper Queen crewe and other finely appointed and self-selected individuals of low birth but great standing at the Cabin Fever bar in Yerington, which will be opened for red shirts only by special arrangement of the proprietor, Joe Macduff, who will be joining us therefrom
• Libations will be served. Humbug buys first round for all red shirts present
• At exactly 10:67 a.m., newly composed caravan will move out for Silver Peak, Nevada, picking up Gunny, Cabin Fever Humbug, in Hawthorne, along the way
• Arrive Silver Peak approx. 2:67 p.m., more or less. Camping site is yet to be set, but will be primitive
• Friday evening, 6:31 p.m., the Las Vegas contingency arrives to help with frivolity
• Second run out of all territories will commence after work on Friday, arriving in evening to boost the party, a bike run and a truck run

Saturday

• Morning: historical and mining tour, leave camp 9:32 a.m.
• Some more mining and viewshed tours
• Lunch on the tour, you gotta bring your own lunch and libations
• Return to our camp. Culinary contenders may commence to strategizing their treachery or cooking, whichever most exactly matches their skillset. Hotdogs with bribes taped to them may beat out, in the minds of the impartial judges, the latest confit from Paris, present victuals for judging 5:38 [Judges: Humbug plus two other reproach-less gourmands, plus a tie breaker ringer, total: 4]
• Auction will occur 6:47
• Auction!

Sunday:

• Bail out anyone who has been arrested
• Hangover cures, and branding of any loose cattle

Presented by Gene “Dickhead” Duncker, PXP

In 1858, Abraham Curry bought Eagle Valley Station Ranch and names it Carson City. He began to lay-out the plans for development, setting aside a four acre plaza in the center for the anticipated State Capitol. It was pretty farsighted of him, considering we weren’t even a territory in our own right yet, still part of the Utah territory.
Six years later, we were granted statehood, and the fight was on for the determination of the location of our capital; Virginia City had the greatest population. Dayton claimed a convenient location on the Carson River. Genoa claimed to be the first white settlement. All this contention kept us in limbo until 1869. During this time, the Legislature met at the Hot Springs Hotel in Carson City, which happened to be owned by Abe Curry.