At the end of Part II (which you can read below again if you want, but I warn you it hasn't changed), things were really getting underway for the hamlet of Silver Reef. And if there's one lesson that history has repeatedly taught us, it is that wherever you find people you are going to also find corpses.
People like to hang out with people who share their interests. This shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone. If you are a chef, then chances are that you will spend your time with similarly culinary-oriented folks. If you are a hair-cutter, then you will probably enjoy swapping stories about hair (and the cutting thereof) with other hair-cutters. The only people who don't follow this trend are the odd folks who spend their time dreaming about forming militias and mailing explosives. Those people tend to stick to themselves, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. Corpses also like to hang out with corpses of similar interests. In Silver Reef, the corpses have been sorted according to religious beliefs. There's the Catholic Cemetery...
Unfortunately time has taken its toll on the headstones of the land, and most of them have (like their owners) turned to dust. The area is now filled with simple wooden plaques that say "Unknown".
Say you were a Protestant and you found yourself without a pulse in Silver Reef. Then they would shuttle you off to the Protestant graveyard.
This graveyard too has very few original gravestones remaining, and thus is also filled with unknown bodies. But it still has a few survivors....
The first thing you will notice after walking around an old cemetery is that gravestones used to be way sadder. Nowadays people write stuff like "Well, I died" on their graves. The older gravestones have sad little poems and messages to their kids and family about how much everyone misses everyone else. I don't know why this has changed, as death is still somewhat inconvenient to the survivors. Maybe we are just better at accepting our fates nowadays.
Silver Reef had a booming Chinese population who operated laundries, opium dens and such. It was rare that Chinese folk were allowed to work the mines (cus racism), so they did the other tasks that presented themselves although they were usually poorly paid for doing them. The Chinese had their own cemetery in Silver Reef, but at a later date a Chinese guy who lived in Silver Reef for a while made a fortune in San Francisco and paid to have all the Chinese corpses dug up and sent back to China. So now there isn't a Chinese cemetery.
Anyway, this is no time to fixate on the dead. There were still plenty of living folks in Silver Reef!
These folks worked the mines, crushed rocks, served beer, spit, cussed, and did all the things we've come to know and love about old mining towns. By 1888, most of the mines had reached a depth where groundwater started to be a problem. You see, humans have a hard time working in water that is deeper than they are tall. Pumping water out of a mine is an expensive proposition, and the deeper you go, the more expensive it gets. All the mines on the southern portions of the district struck rich deposits of water at about 300 feet. Also the value of silver dropped like a rock and it soon became hard to justify dropping yourself down into a soaked, dank hole in the ground for the stuff. Formal operations closed up shop, and for the next few decades the mines were leased to "chloriders" or independent miners who didn't answer to anyone. These folks, as entrepreneurial as they were, were not enough to justify the continued existence of a town, and so, Silver Reef was abandoned.
Most of the houses were sold off for the bricks, lumber and dreams they contained. One lucky gentleman found $20,000 worth of gold coins within the walls of an abandoned saloon, and soon everyone with a deed and a sledgehammer was bashing into their houses looking for more wall-bound treasure. What wasn't bashed down to the ground was burnt to the ground in 1908.
Things were pretty quiet after that. For 20 years the place just sat as a burnt, smashed wreck. Then, in 1929, the American Smelting and Refining Company decided to poke around and make sure nothing was missed the first time around. In order to connect up with several of the other mines, they sunk a huge shaft up on top of White Reef....
This impressive hole in the ground reaches for a good 540 feet below the surface. If you fell down it, you would have a few seconds to decide which graveyard to be buried in before you became all squished at the bottom. Anyway, at this depth, the shaft connected with all the other mines in the area. They poked around and found that the area still contains a bunch of silver, but nothing seems to have come of it, and the good folks of American Smelting and Refining Company took off.
And so, the district was again left to the ghosts and squirrels and whatever else lives out there. But it turns out that silver isn't the only treat the district had to offer. Uranium abounds in the district, and the miners of old probably enjoyed some extensive exposure to its DNA altering rays. I'm not saying that there are mutants living in the mines nowadays, but I can't rule it out. The Uranium Boom was underway in the years after WWII, and people couldn't wait to get down into the dirt and get some low level radiation poisoning. The Leeds Sandstone was filled with various uranium-bearing rocks, and in 1950 the first shipment of ore averaging 8.68 tons with 0.56% uranium was mined from the East Reef....
The new mining in the area gave rise to this mysterious mine! I don't know the name of it though. Let's call it "ol' holey".
Also, the Duffin Mine was re-opened. There's still some old mining stuff sitting around it, which is pretty slick. I think it was an old compressor, but I'm not sure. It was full of oil if that helps you imagine it.
As long as people were going to be nosing around deep underground, they figured they might as well investigate the potential for going back in for more silver as well. A few folks investigated the Cobb Mine (as mentioned in Part II) and discovered that silver still abounds in the sandstoney catacombs, but again nothing really ever came of it. Silver is a fickle mistress.
Anyway, in order to get the district back up and running for the uranium boom, a brand new ore bin was built right in the center of town.
But as any mining outfit worth its salt will tell you, a fancy new ore bin isn't enough. You also need a company headquarters. And so, the Western Gold and Uranium Company set up shop in the old Wells Fargo Building...
Contrary to popular belief, silver ore isn't all that impressive. It usually shows up at brown to black crusts, which is pretty disappointing considering the wide array of colors available to minerals nowadays. Uranium minerals, on the other hand, are usually pretty impressive. Take Carnotite for example...
Behold the slightly-yellow beauty! That little fellow was one of the ores that people were looking for deep underground. It is more radioactive than 30 mutant space cats. Take a look at the pieces that go together to form it!
CARNOTITE - K2(UO2)2(VO4)2*3H2O
See that little UO2 guy? That is Uranium Oxide, and for good or ill it gave us bombs of unusual kabooie-ness. The Carnotite deposits were put in place much like the silver and copper, namely, they formed around the plants that deposited with the sandstone. Carnotite seems to have an unusual preference towards forming around the sides of tree stumps. Anyway, there was a big pile of waste rock located near Old Holey, and I would imagine it will be reclaimed soon. Nothing brings down land values like having a big radioactive pit in your backyard.
If silver and uranium weren't your things, then you could always go into business mining this stuff...
That greenish-goo looking mineral is Volborthite, and unlike it Carnotite it doesn't have a lick of radioactivity in it. Well, unless it does. Minerals like to do crazy things sometimes. Anyway, Volborthite has a healthy dose of vanadium in it, which is used to make steel extra hard. Extra hard steel was all the rage in the 1950's.
Sadly, once again Silver Reef was to feel the bitter sting of being abandoned. Carnotite and Volborthite are good and all, but they aren't the sorts of things that really entice people to stick around. As a summary, the district shipped nearly $8,000,000 worth of silver (which is nearly $22,000,000 worth in today's money!), with the biggest producers being the Barbee and Walker, Leeds, Manhattan, Tecumseh, Savage, Buckeye, Maggie and California mines. I don't know the monetary value of the uranium that came out of the area, but I'm betting it was more money than I'll ever see. Recently the area has become repopulated, and several rather stately houses have been built only feet from the crumbling ruins of other old houses.
If you go to Silver Reef nowadays, the main attraction is the museum, which has followed in the footsteps of Wells Fargo and the Western Gold and Uranium Company by setting up shop in the old Wells Fargo Building.
The museum is free (although donations are appreciated), and has a neat collection of Silver Reef memorabilia, such as ore carts...
As well as assay cups...
Just to name a few of the items that are there for your visual enjoyment. I vote you go there. The same organization that operates the museum also is working towards possibly recreating a portion of the town. Which would be neat.
And so we leave Silver Reef (just like everyone else has done several times). Mining is dangerous work, and even moreso back in the day before anyone really was too concerned with safety. It was an unusual breed of human who was willing to jump down there every day for a living. It was hard work, but it was honest work (I would imagine. I wasn't there) and the old miners prided themselves on being honest men, and you know what they say about honest men...
THE END
But also, here are some other pictures of old mines in the district. They may have had names, but I don't know them. It's WAY fun to make up names for the mines yourself! Go ahead, give it a try! Remember we've already used Old Holey.
1 comment:
Love your historical story of Silver Reef. I vaguely heard mention of the forest of petrified silver trees in a pbs special a few years back. I would sure love to learn more about that.
Anyhow, you have done a wonderful job. Thanks for sharing.
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