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A Hundred Years of Rip and Roarin Rough and Ready By Andy Rogers (1952)(Hathitrust) (117 pages)

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hin. The interpreter repeated the words to Sray Eagle, who after a grunt, answering in his own tongue "OGH," the Interpreter said, with a slight shrug, "Your father was a great Chief and your mother a pale face. She was captured with an Englishman, but became the wife of a Chief while in captivity. She was released before the birth of her children. But a year or two afterwards, she brought them as infants to see their father and the great Chief, to get the mark of their tribe. He says you and your sister are each marked on the left arm." Then Gray Eagle opened his mouth, and uttered, "His father Big Injun, took common white squaw, papoose no good, too much white squaw mother, not enough Big Injun father." PETER FAINTED. Peter Atherly was appointed to representative, to go and straighten out some Indian trouble and grievances with the government. The U.S. Cavalry travelling, met up with Atherly. Guard asked, “Who be you?" "I'm Congressman Atherly, on a mission of looking into the Indian grievances." Looking over Peter, Nebraska Bill said, "You may be the God almighty, but you look more like a horse-stealing Apache -We don't want any of your psalm singing, big talking peacemakers, interfering with our ways of treating pizen," "YOU HEAR ME," "I'm shouting.” While Peter was dealing with Indians, Little Day Break, a sixteen year old Indian girl, was wife in name only. Jenny, sister of Peter, also Lady Elfioa, came with friends. Peter's sisters Indian instinot, got her and Peter captured by the Indians, and were murdered, The Compiler's father, a real pioneer, coming across the plains in early days, had operated in this territory, and deserves a place in this story. First, George C. Rogers, grandfather of the Compiler, served as an officer in the village and City of Battle Creek, Michigan, for 42 years, was noted as a Detective and did several pieces of detective work that would do credit to the best of Pinkerton men today. He did good work in pioneer days in ferreting out horse thieves and burglars whose exploits made sensations in those days. He broke up a gang of trainmen who were committing systematic robbery of the Michigan Central freight cars between Battle Creek and Augusta. George C. was the son of John Rogers, who owned a tavern across the street from Charles, who was the first settler. During the Civil War, Charles C. served as a government detective. Benjamin Franklin Rogers, father of the Compiler. Ben was born in Niagara County, New York, April 7th, 1833. ‘When he was two years of age, his father migrated to Battle Creek, Michigan, and was the first settler in the section. He built the first Grist Mill at Battle Creek, and Ben might be said to have been literally raised in the Mill. When he was not more than twelve years of age, he was thoroughly femiliar with the milling business in all its details. ‘When he was about fourteen, he enlisted as a private for the Mexican War, but his father, interposing objections, he was discharged on account of being under age. April 1849, Ben joined the Hays Party, a Company of emigrants being made up at Battle Creek for California. This party was composed almost exolusively of young men,
Google 56 twenty-three in number. Hays furnished the transportation and provisions, charging them $200.00 apiece, to bring them to the golden state. They were in Salt Lake during the annual celebration of the Mormans in 1850, and they had some trouble with: the Danities, owing to the loss of two spans of horses, which were stolen almost before their eyes. Cholera also nade its appearance while they were journeying among the Saints, and two of the party died of the fearful disease. From Salt Lake to California, the journey was accomplished without accidents or incidents worthy of special mention. The party arrived in Sacramento on the 12th of September, 1850, three days after the admission of California into the Union. They were admitted in the Society of Territorial Pioneers on account of having reached the State, and became actual citizens within the time specified in the Constitution, prior to the 9th day of September, 1850. From Sacramento, Ben came directly on to Stockton, and engaged in teaming to the mountains, which: he followed until 1654, then in company with his brother, took up a ranch on the Calaveras. He followed farming until 1863, in which year he joined Mineral Lodge No. 63, I.0.0.F. at Copperopolis. He went to Folsom and engaged in teaming between the place and Virginia City, Nevada.. He kept a Hotel Bigler, during which time he married Miss Hattie E. Lewis, who died about two years afterward, leaving one child, Hattie. After the loss of his wife, Rogers went to Gold Hill and was engaged in timbering in the mines at that place and Virginia City for six years. Being at work in the Yellow Jacket, Comstock outfit, mined at the time of the fire in that mine, in 1867. He was severely burned about the head and face, and was laid up for about three years. He next worked as a wood contractor for the C. P. Railroad Company at Truckee. After this he took up a government claim on Clear Creek, paid for it and embarked in the lumber business, which he sold out to Sharon, who was a U.S. Senator, pricé was $5,000.00. Sharon puilt a railroad in the State of Nevada. Ben Rogers returned to Stockton and engaged in the ice, wood and coal business, which he followed ever since, In 1871, he was again married, leading Miss Amelia Montana Tam to the alter. Ben was a member of the City Counsel, and although he had some peculiarities, as who has not, he, in general, is regarded as an upright and useful citizen, and will be, no doubt, re-elected at the close of his present tern. He is a roaring Democrat and most terrific anti-cooleyite you ever saw. It is as good as a play, to attend one of the semi-monthly sessions of the Council, and listen to one of his speeches, in comparison with which the ponderous declamations of the Sophomore class sinks into significance. From Gildersleve from the Pioneer, April 28th, 1877. Ben's activities: He built the first Hotel in Lake Tahoe, Lake Bigler Area. From 1871 to 1884, he was in the wood, coal and ice business, Pacific Ice, Wood and Coal Depot, Stockton, Cal. Went farming November 4th; 1885 elected Chief of Police of Stockton, California. Went farming on Robert's Island; crops flooded out for four years. Broke, in , debt, took him a dozen years to pay all his