In our last issue, we covered the beginning
of E Clampus Vitus. We now continue with the series, focusing this time on the
Chapter functions of the old days.
Keep in mind, Brothers, the working
conditions of the old times. Many hours spent in cold water, physically hard,
and for many, dangerous and isolated labor. Free time, what there was of it,
was spent obtaining the barest of necessities for life. Food was high priced;
liquor was of poor quality and expensive. Homes were cold and drafty, clothes
were wet and ill-fitting. (As an example,
right and left boots were not readily available, only generic boots for either
foot.)
As for other necessities, women were few and
far between and in some cases, expensive also. Besides, who would really like
to have much to do with a “girl” named “Big-nosed Kate” who was probably 20 or
so years older than you, and was known to carry obnoxious little bugs to share
with her “friends?”
For a somewhat glamorized account of life in
the mining country, see the movie Paint Your Wagon.
To provide mutual aid and companionship, the
miners flocked to join the various Chapters of E Clampus Vitus. Each community
of any size probably had one, and it is certain the larger ones all did, as we
can read of the various Lodge meetings in old newspapers. The mobility and
ingenuity of the miners was evident in some of the names of the Chapters.
Rather than hold semi-annual meetings as we
do now, the early Clampers held meetings whenever a sucker or two showed up. A
pot and pan salesman had no chance of selling anything if he wasn’t a Clamper.
In January, 1886, a touring actor, Lord Sholto Douglas from England, son of the
Marquis of Queensbury, was once to appear in Marysville. He declined the off
hand invitation to join the Clampers and was greeted by a virtually empty house
on opening night. Reconsidering, he was “taken in” to the Clampers. His account
of his initiation is hilarious, and most feel, an accurate description of the
irreverent and lusty entertainment enjoyed by the miners. Although the Brothers
cleaned his pockets and drank on the money till it was gone, his initiation was
a financial godsend to him, as he was greeted by standing-room only crowds and
recouped his money over and over. The building he was initiated in still stands
in Marysville and does business as the Silver Dollar Saloon, on First Street. Two
plaques grace the front of this original building, one commemorating the Lord
Sholto Douglas incident and another, more recently dedicated, refers to New
Mecklenburg, original site of settlement in the area.
More than fun and entertainment, the early Chapters
took care of their own in other ways. If a Brother was down on his luck, or
suffered a loss of equipment or supplies, he was able to “weather the storm”
with help from E Clampus Vitus. Later, miners with families were aided,
especially the “widows and orphans” of miners killed or injured.
As to the paraphernalia and rituals of the
Order, the various Chapters used the basic ideas in the “Ritual of Ecclampus
Vitus:” brought to California by old Joe Zumwalt. Records are scanty as many of
the meetings were conducted without benefit of literate record keepers, and
besides, many times no one was able to remember what had happened at the
meeting.
Much of what we know of the old days is due
to the memory of one old man named Adam Lee Moore. Upon hearing of the
reforming of E Clampus Vitus by some history minded Californians in the 1930’s,
he contacted them and related the Ritual and other facts as he remembered them.
(He was the last Humbug of his Chapter in
the declining days of E Clampus Vitus in the 1870’s.)
More next time on Adam Lee Moore and the
refounding fathers of E Clampus Vitus.
First published by Tom Barry in the Hewgag Monitor
May, 1986
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