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By: Cindy Enos
Tuesday, April 15th, 2008.
Rock Cabin near Johnson Mine on Weaver Creek – Author Cindy Enos exploring.
Photo courtesy: Bonnie Helten
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By: Neal Du Shane
At this juncture in our research, there has been no
documentation that this small mining camp with a grouping of buildings, along
Weaver Creek had a recorded name. Not even a localism reference.
Talked to local Historian Ira Kelley . . . what an
absolute delightful honor. Ira worked at the Johnson Mine at the age of 17 in
the 1930's. He remembered the stone house and the house the woman lived in
across Weaver Creek.
Ira remembered a story of a person being shot in the
general area of the stone house and that person was buried near the creek. Ira
indicated there was a cemetery there with approximately 50 + - graves.
He didn't recall the area having a name, nor the name of
the man who lived in the stone house. Ira indicated the land area was so small
he only remembered 4 or 5 structures.
Ira indicated at one time the Johnson Mine had a boarding
house but couldn't recall exactly where it was. Its location was near the mine
itself for convenience of the miners.
Ira’s father had a ranch on the other side of Rich Hill
(to the west). If you travel north out of
The Old Kelley
ranch is where the cemetery that "Claudia" and six others are buried.
He didn't remember anything about Claudia or any cemetery near the ranch. He
assumed the graves came about after the 1930's and his family’s departure from
this area.
House of a woman that lived here for many years.
Photo courtesy: Bonnie Helten
A great day for an outing as Dee Smith, my neighbor, and I
wait for Bonnie Helten and Brenda Berge to arrive at my house. Brenda had never
been to
A brief drive through
With the sun shining in our eyes we continued past the ghost town of Weaver. Bonnie had a map and directions to go to the Johnson Mine area, which was past the ghost town of Weaver. Neal Du Shane of APCRP had suspicions regarding a cemetery between the Johnson Mine and Weaver. Neal's directions were precise and we had no trouble finding the site.
Upon arriving, excitedly we all jumped out of the jeep and
grabbed our cameras. We headed out in different directions to photograph the
remains of a once very busy establishment.
I snapped a picture of a stone building nearest the jeep, then put my camera down and grabbed my dowsing rods. Before I could even start my research, the rods pointed to the west where the cemetery was. Turning, I knew exactly were the graves were. The energy was so strong and I knew the interred wanted to be found. I climbed down to the creek bed, while the other gals went on up the road to explore.
Cindy Enos (center)
researches the derelict
Photo courtesy: Bonnie Helten
Although the graves were not easily visible due to water damage I stepped off about six graves. Only two were women. These graves were of Mexican descent and research was difficult. Upon further investigation many more graves were visible down stream, especially on the east bank on the creek where the graves were more protected from the elements.
Josefa Alverez Grave
in
Similar graves in Johnson Cemetery
Photo courtesy: Bonnie Helten
My attention however was directed to a particular grave on
the west side of the creek. The energy was extremely strong and angry. This gunslinger
couldn't spill it out to me fast enough. My dowsing rods began to shake and the
thoughts were fast and furious.
"Ok-Ok-Ok!" I said. "Slow down,
e-a-s-y."
The anger that was built up came out a little more relaxed.
The man had been shot in the back in front of a hotel, boarding house or
possible saloon, but defiantly wooden in structure. His money was taken, but
not his weapons. The reason wasn't really known why, but the gunslinger's anger
at being shot in the back was horrific.
I left the gunslinger to find the other gals. Heading up the road I tried to logically think through what I had just experienced. Deep in thought, I stopped instantly, looking to my right, and there it was. The wooden building where the gunslinger was shot. There was no doubt. That was it or what was left of it. A satisfied feeling blew over me, as if the gunslinger was at peace knowing that I knew what happened here.
Remains of a possible boarding house, hotel or saloon
where the gunslinger was shot in the back and killed.
Photo courtesy: Bonnie Helten
I was ready to move on now, but decided to take a quick look
around at the old buildings. Heading back to the cemetery Bonnie and I
estimated about 50 graves. We both decided to name the site “
GOATHERDER WOMAN
Interred at
Our attentions quickly diverted to finding the grave of Josefa
Alverez (The Goatherder Woman) at
Our last stop for the day was
We ended the day by looking northeast from the entrance
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