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TOLD by the PIONEERS - Washington Secretary of State

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Told <strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong> Pioneers<br />

MRS. FRANK REEVES (BELLE CULP)<br />

Appointed <strong>Secretary</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>State</strong> February 7, 1938, to fill 'tacancy<br />

created <strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong> death <strong>of</strong> Dt". Ernest N. Hutchinson. Legislator from<br />

Chelan County for twelve years. Democratic National committee<br />

woman frorn <strong>the</strong> Sta.te <strong>of</strong> <strong>Washington</strong> in 1932.<br />

Chelan County<br />

I was horn in Quincy, Ohio, and moved to Kansas with my parents<br />

when a young' girl. While living in Kansas I was married to Frank<br />

Ree\'es, who brought me to Spokane in 1888 on a wedding trip. It<br />

was during' <strong>the</strong> boom days <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Coeur d'Alene mining district. vVe<br />

crossed Pend Oreille lake in a steamer. The Big Chief mine was our<br />

destination. The Big Chief swallowed all our savings. To get money<br />

enough to go on, both Mr. Reeves and I taught school. I did my teaching<br />

at Post Falls, Idaho.<br />

We stayed in Eastern vYashington about a year, and <strong>the</strong>n went to<br />

Ellensburg, where Mr. ReC\'es published <strong>the</strong> Ellensburg Register. In<br />

1889-90, <strong>the</strong> Great Nor<strong>the</strong>rn Railroad surveyors were in <strong>the</strong> .field.<br />

In 1891 he started <strong>the</strong> V\Tenatchee Ad\'ance, <strong>the</strong> first paper in <strong>the</strong> Wenatchee<br />

Valley. The Daily World <strong>of</strong> Wenatchee is now using <strong>the</strong><br />

same case from which I used to set type. \\1"e printed <strong>the</strong> paper for<br />

three years and <strong>the</strong>n moved to Leavenworth in 1896. Mr. Reeves was<br />

one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> first to boom <strong>the</strong> town <strong>of</strong> Wenatchee for <strong>the</strong> railroad. The<br />

Great Nor<strong>the</strong>rn was very secretive about its location <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> new townsite,<br />

no one knew where it would be and one guess was as good as ano<strong>the</strong>r.<br />

Old Wenatchee, which had started as a village <strong>of</strong> about 50<br />

people, 'with its full quota <strong>of</strong> saloons, a hotel, and livery stable, was<br />

moved bodily to what was <strong>the</strong>n a rock pile, but what is now Wenatchee.<br />

From Leavenworth to <strong>the</strong> Clockum Creek <strong>the</strong>re were but 108<br />

people.<br />

After we moved to <strong>the</strong> present townsite <strong>of</strong> V{enatchee, our printing<br />

<strong>of</strong>fice and home were in <strong>the</strong> same building. The printing <strong>of</strong>fice<br />

was in <strong>the</strong> front and we lived in <strong>the</strong> back. Our windows were divided<br />

into small panes and one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se happened to be broken. I was sitting<br />

sewing, when a man <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> worst type appeared at this open 'window.<br />

He demanded a piece <strong>of</strong> bread and butter. In those day we did<br />

not have bread unless we baked it ourselves, and I happened to be<br />

baking some <strong>the</strong>n, but it was not done. I refused his request and he<br />

said, "You will give me some bread and butter." I ran to <strong>the</strong> back<br />

door and slipped <strong>the</strong> bolt. There was a small incline to <strong>the</strong> rear <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> house and he ran up on it and down to <strong>the</strong> door, trying to break it<br />

in. The door was giving way under his heavy weight. I ran to <strong>the</strong><br />

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