By Tiffany Amber Stockton
I didn't go looking for this story. I went looking for something else entirely and stumbled right into it.
By Tiffany Amber Stockton
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Florence Blake homesteaded in Wyoming about 1920. Which is a lot later than I usually think about people homesteading. Florence worked for the Federal Reserve Bank in Chicago and one day she met someone she knew and her life changed forever.
“Dashing down La Salle Street in Chicago one fall day, I ran into a young man I knew, who had just returned from taking up a claim in Wyoming, and as we stood in the doorway of the Rookery Building out of the wind, he explained how one went about doing this thrilling deed…Since I was free, white, and just twenty-one and female, I decided right then and there that I could do the same, if he could.”
She kept her thoughts to herself as she thoughtfully considered and weighed all the costs and ramifications. After telling her family and dealing with the criticism such an endeavor produces she found an ally in her mother. The two of them planned and before too long the money required was either earned or found. Florence’s next big obstacle was obtaining a leave of absence from her job at the bank.
“When I returned to my job, at the end of the ten days’ leave, I was hailed as a heroine, an adventuress, a land-owner. How envious my fellow workers were, who could have done the very same thing had they wished. How strange the urges that drive some and leave another cold.”
And another:
“Her (a neighbor, Mrs. Tucker) words still rang in my ears: ‘Why does any girl in her right mind choose to come out and homestead in a God-forsaken country like this?’ Her ideas were not mine, but then she had been raised on a homestead in a bleak section of Nebraska, and while on this one she had a loving husband for a companion and helper, it seemed almost bleak. Not to me, it was the most wonderful bunch of land anyplace in the whole United States. I guess liking Wyoming is like spinach, either you hate the sight of it, or you can’t explain what there is about it you like.”
Three years into her adventure she met the man she eventually married. After five years she proved up on her land and received the patent to her homestead.
“The following year our baby girl was born, and my cup of happiness was indeed full and overflowing.”
This is why women homesteaded. Because the opportunity existed and because they wanted to. :-)
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Florence Blake Smith
My character Dr. Alice Russel is just such a strong woman. She appears in my novella Heart of Liberty.
Heart of Liberty is a Small Town, Grumpy/Sunshine, Christian, Romance amidst Homesteaders on the High Prairie of Wyoming Territory Clayton Woodbridge has a secret that drove him to the wilderness years ago. Dark images of the past plague his waking hours. Clay knows the Lord has forgiven his past, but that doesn’t mean that the past is forgotten or even healed.
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Izzy James lives in the traces of history in coastal Virginia with her fabulous husband in a house brimming with books. Born with a traveling bone and an itch to knit, Izzy travels to every location where her books take place, from Williamsburg to Wyoming, popping in yarn stores along the way.
By Mary Dodge Allen
Have you ever seen a one dollar bill with the word HAWAII printed on it? It might be worth more than you think.
The shocking attack on Pearl Harbor by the Japanese Imperial Army on December 7, 1941 propelled the United States into WWII. It also ignited fears that the Hawaiian Territory - essentially a group of isolated Pacific Islands - was in danger of a Japanese invasion.
Territorial Governor J. B. Poindexter (with the approval of President Franklin Roosevelt) placed Hawaii under martial law and ceded administrative control of the islands to the United States Army. Lt. General Delos C. Emmons was appointed military governor.
After the Pearl Harbor attack, people in Hawaii began hoarding money to be used as emergency funds in the event of a Japanese invasion.
Lt. General Emmons realized that if the Japanese successfully invaded the islands, they could seize millions of dollars in U.S. currency from Hawaiian financial institutions. This, in turn, could be harmful to the larger American economy.
A new strict monetary policy was devised to prevent this from happening - the creation of Hawaii Overprint Notes.
A New Monetary Policy
On January 9, 1942, Lt. General Emmons issued an order that made it illegal for individuals to hold more than $200 cash per month. Businesses could only hold up to $500 in cash.
Any excess cash needed to be deposited in local banks immediately. (To help ensure compliance, the deadline was extended to August 1). Violators could be fined up to $5,000 or imprisoned.
BYU-Hawaii History Professor Isaiah Walker described the challenges his grandmother faced as she lived through this period of martial law:
"She remembered the mandatory blackouts, people opening and reading your mail and listening in on your personal phone calls. The confiscation of currency was another adjustment that everyday people had to endure."
New Money For Hawaii
In early March 1942, a U.S. Treasury detail arrived in Hawaii with $20 million U.S. dollars specifically printed for circulation in the Hawaiian Territory, in exchange for $20 million in regular currency held by Hawaiian banks.
The new bills, in $1, $5, $10, and $20 denominations all had "HAWAII" printed in large letters on the back, and printed in small letters in two places on the front. These San Francisco Reserve notes also featured brown seals and serial numbers, for easy identification.
In the case of a Japanese invasion, this specially-marked currency would immediately be rendered useless.
The Hawaii Overprint notes went into circulation in June 1942 and were in use through October 1944. They were issued by the San Francisco Federal Reserve Bank - and were sometimes referred to as, "Emmons Notes."
They were initially intended for use only in the Hawaiian Islands, but these notes spread throughout the Pacific Theater of the war, partly because some U.S. troops received specimens with their pay packets.
The End of the Japanese Threat
By mid-1944, a Japanese invasion was no longer considered a threat. On October 21, 1944, the U.S. Treasury Department announced the end of the Hawaii currency rules. And President Roosevelt followed up with Executive Order 9489, which ended martial law on the islands.
During August and September 1945, following the end of the Pacific war, huge amounts of Hawaiian overprint currency notes were redeemed. An estimated $200 million in notes were subsequently burned at incinerators on the islands, including the Aiea Sugar Mill in Oahu.
But many of these Hawaii Overprint notes survived, kept as souvenirs by servicemen. Some notes circulated on the U.S. Mainland through the 1940s and 1950s. The United States Navy even paid overseas vendors with these notes through the 1960s.
Collectors of these notes can be found at coin and currency auctions. I recently saw a Hawaii Overprint note for sale on eBay for over $200.00.
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Mary Dodge Allen is currently finishing her sequel to Hunt for a Hometown Killer. She's won a Christian Indie Award, an Angel Book Award, and two Royal Palm Literary Awards (Florida Writer's Association). She and her husband live in Central Florida. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers and Faith Hope and Love Christian Writers.
By Donna Wichelman
The story of Western Mining in Colorado has all the makings of an epic movie, with its vainglorious wins and tragic losses. In the end, Georgetown's decline in 1878 would prove to demonstrate the vulnerability of the mining industry in the years to come in Part 2 of Leadville's rise to Silver Queen.
Overnight, the Victorian-era community of Leadville, Colorado, rose to become the world's mining mecca. It all began in 1878, when a “black sand” that miners had previously overlooked was discovered to contain high-grade, silver-rich cerussite ore, also known as lead carbonate. It had as much as 77% lead and sufficient silver to be easily extracted during smelting. Everyone knew they had hit something big. They never expected that down the road, the industry would suffer great loss.
People flocked to Leadville from every direction of the globe, building roads and railways over high-elevation mountain passes. They came in every mode of transportation available in the late 1800s—wagons, stages, buggies, carts, horses, wheelbarrows, burro trains, and railroads. Some even braved the sometimes-brutal weather, walking up steep mountain trails, all to make their fortune from gold, silver, and lead carbonate that the Rocky Mountains yielded at 10,152 feet above sea level.
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| "Burro pack train, on the way to Leadville, Col." The New York Public Library Digital Collections. 1850 - 1930. https://digitalcollections.nypl.org/items/0c740060-c536-012f-9033-58d385a7bc34 |
The population of Leadville grew from just a few hundred to ten thousand in a few months. At its zenith, Leadville’s population was officially counted at 14,820 in 1880, though contemporary figures suggest as much as 30,000 if one considers uncounted miners, transient laborers, and nearby settlements.
Leadville’s prosperity soared, as miners made $11 million in silver the first year and $14 million in 1880. The boom was on as Leadville became one of the richest mining districts in the world.
Very quickly, men like Horace Austin Warner Tabor (H. A. W. Tabor) rushed to establish their place among the wealthy. Most of his money came from his Matchless Mine, acclaimed to be one of the richest mines in Colorado, making him Leadville’s Silver King. Tabor incorporated his Mosquito Pass Wagon Road Company on October 8, 1878, “to promote” Colorado’s industrial interests. He also became infamous for his relationship with “Baby Doe” Tabor.
Born Elizabeth Bonduel McCourt on November 10, 1854 to a middle-class family in Oshkosh, Wisconsin, Baby Doe was twenty-four years Tabor’s junior. Though this raised eyebrows, the greater scandal revolved around their love affair while he was still married to his first wife, Augusta Tabor. Unfortunately, the public disgrace destroyed his reputation and prestige, but this didn’t deter Tabor from divorcing Augusta in 1881 and marrying Baby Doe in a “lavish ceremony” in Washington D.C., among the rich and powerful in 1883.
| Tabor Opera House, Leadville, CO: Donna's Gallery, June 2025 |
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Compared to the tragic end for Baby Doe, Margaret Tobin Brown (a.k.a. Molly
Brown) grew up in Hannibal, Missouri in an Irish immigrant family of humble means.
She moved to Leadville at 18, during the mining boom, hoping to make something
of herself. She married mining engineer James Joseph Brown in 1886. Not long
afterward, he discovered a lucrative gold vein at the Little Jonny Mine, and the
Browns went from being a couple of modest means to achieving tremendous wealth.
| Photo Display of Molly Brown at the Healy House, Leadville, CO: Donna's Gallery |
From the beginning, Molly was heavily involved in charitable work in Leadville. So, it was only natural for her to help establish a soup kitchen for the miners’ families when the Panic of 1893 hit the nation and the value of silver fell to an all-time low. Molly continued her charity work after the Browns moved to Denver in 1894. There, she became a reform advocate and supported various causes, such as women’s suffrage, labor rights, and education. She ran for the U.S. Senate in 1909, long before women won the right to vote in 1920.
Molly rose to fame when she survived the sinking of the RMS Titanic on April
15, 1912, and true to form, she helped calm passengers and encouraged the crew
to return for survivors. Afterward, she organized a fundraiser for the
survivors.
Molly was also awarded the Legion of Honor by the French government for her humanitarian efforts during World War I.
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I have been in love with stories since I was a child in Tennessee. I’d swing for hours on my swing set, pumping my legs back and forth, dreaming up stories in my head. Even then, I had a flair for romance: creating new love interests and episodes for Star Trek’s Captain Kirk, before moving on to plotting original romantic dramas and adventures in distant lands.
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| Me in front of the house that inspired my story |