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4. The Nevada County Nugget
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(Lola Montez’ life has provided much material for biographers and
novelists but what the press had to say about her has long been
hidden in musty files. Author Doris Foley diligently searched early
day California newspaper files, reading every issue published between 1853 and 1861, to document what they said about the divine
Lol.aand then for contrast included Lola's autobiography in this
work.)
Chapter Twelve
GRASS VALLEY DOMAIN, 1853-1854
As if in retaliation for the benign reign of the Countess de
Landsfeld in Grass Valley, the winter began in fury that fall of 1853,
and Lola courageously responded to the challenge, defying the
elements that had set themselves against her.
Jéfas Winchester, millman, wrote to his wife in New York on
November 19, 1853: ‘‘The lovely Thanksgiving day has been succeeded _by-one of the wildest storms we have ever had in Grass
Valley. At 2:00 A.M. this morning a terrible gale woke me with its
howling and moaning, like a maniac. Torrents of pine leaves anc
burrs and twigs fell upon our house, giving one the impression of 2
storm of hail. You know how those old pines moan and sob with the
varving blasts of winter crushing the spirits with their melancholy
voices. Last night the sound was awful. A distant roar like a mighty
waterfall gradually increased as the wind-demon approached till iv
absolutely shrieked. The house rocked, the twigs and leaves rattled, and every moment I expected one of those old giants would
come tumbling and tearing about our ears. I could not sleep, but
with the first peep of day got up. By this time the wind lulled,
coming in fitful gusts, and ‘the rain a deluge poured.’ So it has
continued to this moment. (P.M.) Those two old oaks fronting the
mill (on Wolf Creek below Winchester Street) gave way to the
blasts by parting with several of the largest limbs one of them a
foot and a half in diameter. A pine tree fell near the Grass Valley
House, smashing three cabins, and badly injuring one man, sc
much so, that it was feared he would not live. Another large limt
fell on a cabin in the neighborhood of Old Neal’s, in which. three
men slept, breaking it into ruins, yet strange to say, all the sléepers
escaped uninjured.” In another letter he wrote, “The Countess is
here yet, as contented as a lamb. She seems to have taken up her
residence permanently among us.”
Gilmor Meredith wrote to his sister in Baltimore, Maryland on
January 29, 1854: ‘‘What think you of a whole village being nearly
buried in snow in the state of California whose climate has always. ~
been compared with that of Italy? Well, we were nearly in that
position last week. I was paying a visit to a friend and on retiring at
night we fully expected a storm of rain before morning, but instead
of that on awakening the whole country was covered with snow to
the depth of nearly 2 feet. My old sleighs of the previous year were
called into requisition and for four days we had great fish..I was on
—
The Divine
: LOLA MONTEZ AND TI
the road nearly all the time riding first with one friend and then
another and we wound up by having a daguerrotype taken of the
sleigh with ten inside. A gentleman from San Francisco, who was
paying us a visit and participated in our fun is about having a wood
cut made of it for one of our daily papers and I will be sure to send
you a copy for your amusement and let you see what a hard time
persons have in the wilds of California.”
Nevada Journal, January 20, 1854: ‘The merry ringing of
sleigh bells has been heard for several days past in our city.
Several temporary sleighs have been fitted up, and the young
gentlemen have treated the ladies to dashing turnouts. On Tuesday
the Countess of Landsfeld paid our burg a flying visit per this
conveyance and a span of horses, decorated with impromptu cow
bells. She flashed like a meteor through the snow flakes and wanton
snowballs, and after a thorough tour of the thoroughfares, disappeared in the direction of Grass Valley.”
The Golden Era, January 22, 1854: Nevada Correspondent“Snow fell here to the depth of 16” and a right merry time the boys .
had with snow balls. Yesterday, a sleigh load of Grass Valleyans
paid us a visit, accompanied by ‘Madame Lola’ who happened to
enter my ‘sanctum’ just as I was penning my items and so confused
me that I shall be obliged to say ‘Adios.’ ”
‘The Golden Era, January 29, 1854: ‘The (Nevada City) Journal
says the snow and excessive cold for the past few days entirely
suspended all mining operations, the ditches being frozen. and
buried.” ,
Grass Valley’s social and recreational activities in 1853 and ’54
centered around churches, theater, lodges, clubs, and societies
such as the Grass Valley Literary Society and Sewing Circle. What
with billiards, bowling, dancing, concerts and lectures, the lonely
and culturally starved found-some companionship and nourishment in this primitive and isolated community.
Lola Montez, Countess de Landsfeld, held herself apart from
the public gatherings, however. Her name does not appear in the
early papers as serving on any committees or listed as a member of
any Grass Valley organization. Her life in the village was as she
described it to her Sacramento friends, spent in riding, exploring
the mines, reading, writing and entertaining her many visitors.
It may be that Lola was shunned and avoided by the
“respectable” women of the mining camp. The single virtue
demanded of females in the fifties was chastity. Mid Victorianism
with its rigid code of conformities, set up certain external marks of
respectability by which the chaste could instantly be detected from
the unchaste. A woman who smoked for instance, was classified
with the unchaste, regardless of the many virtuous characteristics
she possessed, while a “lady,” however wanton, who outwardly
observed the conventions, was classified with the chaste. ‘‘Vice,”’
as Lola put it, “‘has an ugly fashion of going naked in Paris, while in
THE ADAMS EXPRESS Company's
building, the first brick building in Grass Valley,
located at the corner of Main and Mill Streets was completed in November 1854.
Gutted by fire in 1855, the walls remained intact.
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TRAGIC SUE ROBINSON! After a
gain professional stature and
from domestic troubles, she d
age of 26 in the Orleans Hotel,
17, 1871. As a child "star" she 1
mining camps with her parent
bright smile and precocious tale
and song, won the hearts of
responded by tossing nuggets a!
dust at her feet.
(Photo courtesy of the Calife
Sacraménto) —
London and New York it dresses itsel
tability, if not absolute piety.”
Lola’s domain included the near
noted in the following item by one w
Blaze.”” Nevada Journal, May 12, 1
“Whilst taking a help in sustainis
Porter-House steak, rare; baked potat
I had the languid satisfaction of restit
Countess of Landsfeld. As I watched h
I sighed for those days when I too, was
in the ways of the world..”
That she was a benevolent perso
counts relating to this facet of her
solicitous toward children, especially
her many bountiful acts, such as stand
and ointment in hand to dress the wou
riding to the cabin of an indigent wit
likely true. An eastern correspondent ‘
“She flitted from city to city doing gen
The following is quoted from th
Uphoff, Grass Valley pioneer, who at t
Christmas party of 1853. ‘There wer
Valley, and I was five when Lola M
Christmas party at her home. We wer
had been the woman some say she wa
have let us visit her. She met us at the
each of us a merry welcome: I don’t
looks, except that she seemed to me .
the world. Yes, she had a tree,J reme
for us and we played games afd had
bear chained to a tree in the y:
Lola Montez was very kind. Once my}
sister went to Sacramento. We took t!
too, and she held me in her lap most