Mining Review July 29 1955 story of the Catholic Church
Picture from the Francine Droz Collection
The Catholic church was organized in Rich Hill soon after the founding of the city.In the summer of 1880 a Catholic priest, a missionary to this district,came to Rich Hill at intervals and held mass and baptised babies. At first he held mass in the home of Mr. and Mrs.Humphrey Connelly .Later mass was held in store building Early in the year 1881, the congregation decided to build a church and in a few months the church was completed.The church was the same building which stands on the corner of Ninth and Walnut streets During the years the church has been enlarged and services have been held continuously in all those years. Two of the priests were father Daugherty and Father Fogarty. Father John Murphy is pastor of the Church at this time.
Rich Hillwas one of the fastest growing communities in
Missouri history. It went from open prairie in 1880 to a thriving city of
nearly 2,000 people in just three years. It was a bon-a-fide boom town, and in
the next 20 years it continued to grow at a phenomenal pace. By the turn of the
century with a population of about 6,000, Rich Hill was the centerpiece of
Bates County. In this series “When Coal Was King,” we will examine this metropolitan upstart.
Whatcaused its sudden growth, and how did it handle thechallenges it faced? What was itlike to walk the streets of Rich Hill on a Friday night or stroll through town on a Saturday afternoon? What kind of businesses sprang up in the community? Injust three years, 784 houses were built and over 200 new businesses established. Did people become accustomed to the constant buzz of
saws and pounding of hammers?
McQuitty knew what Rich Hill was like. He moved there with his family when he
was five and grew up in the area. His parents like many farmers who suffered through
the Post-Civil War Era, lost their farm and came to Rich Hill looking for a new
start. In an article written by McQuitty, he relates his personal memories of
that move and of his families early days in Rich Hill.
"At day-break on a bitter cold day Jan. 2,
1880, the family, huddled in an unheated 'prairie schooner' headed east toward
our new home. Tears came to the eyes of both father and mother as they cast a
backward glance toward the old farm, settled by homestead. Years before the
outbreak of the Civil War.”
a blanket of white covering the ground and at a creeping pace, it proved a monotonous
journey except when our attention was diverted from aching fingers, tingling
toes and red noses by the droves of hungry coyotes, the flights of prairie chickens
and pigeons in masses. Through a blinding snow and with horses floundering
through half-frozen grass reaching to their withers, we held to an easterly course.
was an act of providence that we landed, half-frozen, after a trek of some 30
miles. A skeleton of a house awaited us, having been built by an older brother
who had gone on before. Although unfinished, the roughened walls and sturdy
roof afforded real comfort compared to the below zero temperatures we had
endured for the past 15 hours. When thawed out, the family in unison heralded,
"So this is Rich Hill."
The McQuitty's had arrived in Rich Hill, and they
were some of the earliest, but it didn't take long before a constant stream of
newcomers began to flow into town. People
of all nationalities moved to Rich Hill, and they came with knapsack filled
with food and with bedding and blankets strapped on their shoulders.
The McQuitty family sensing the situation got
the necessary furnishings together and opened the 'Home Hotel' to as many of
the wayfarers as they could.
E. R. McQuitty
writes: "The place was well named, and mother as she was known to all the
borders, was an old fashioned farm cook and no one was allowed to leave her
table hungry. Great pots of steaming coffee, plates piled high with hot
biscuits, huge platters of fried chicken with milk gravy, brown baked potatoes,
etc. were set before her guests and, with a smile all were bid 'help
yourselves' and when finished 'please hand to Dad, on the way out, the generous
sum of 25-cents.' And business boomed."
Rich Hill grew extraordinarily
fast over the next few years and there were a number of reasons why. First, there
were rich beds of coal in the area and coal was in demand. It was needed by the
railroads, needed by industry and needed more and more by households as a source
of heat. The early pioneers in the area
knew about the coal in Rich Hill, but they had no idea how much lay beneath
them. When the mining companies caught wind of the size of the beds and deep
veins, the rush to set up mining began.
But rail lines
were needed to move the coal and there were notracks
in the county. Butler and all the towns in the county had been overlooked by
the railroads, but now with the mining interests, the Missouri Pacific Railroad
and the Gulf Railway built two separate rail lines to the Rich Hill area.
Another major reason for the boom in Rich Hill
was because of the depression that was occurring throughout the United States. When
a major component of the country's banking establishment went bankrupt in 1873,
a chain reaction occurred. The New York Stock Exchange closed for l0 days, one
fourth of all the railroads went bankrupt, and factories began to lay off
workers, by 1876 unemployment had risen to l4-percent. Farmers had lost farms,
people had lost their jobs and when news of Rich Hill spread, people began
Most were like the McQuitty’s coming for a new start, but there were others;
the riffraff, the follow-uppers, the bums, the gamblers, and the get rich
gentry, as well as numerous girls and women who possessed everything other than
a Sunday school reputation. Rich Hill was becoming a boom town in every way and
in the next issue we will look at how it began to handle its sudden growth.
Workmen along with mules pose in front of one of rich hill's early deep mines shafts.Coal mining brought enormous growth to the area beginning in the mid 1880s.The mining operation attracted thousands to the area and caused Rich Hill and surrounding communities to boom.
This was my Mother's Uncle, my great uncle, Sandy Silvers.
In 1927 road construction crews began a new highway, U.S. 71, between Butler and Rich Hill, MO. About three miles of the road crossed low land between two major streams. The year after the new road was built, the area received record amounts of rainfall, and the bottom land flooded, covering the new road. The water was between 6 inches and a foot deep, yet essentially stopped traffic.
The water was deep enough to make the new road invisible to drivers. A farmer living nearby, Sandy Silvers, saw an opportunity. He shod the front feet of his horses, loaded chains and ropes in a wagon, and headed to the flooded road. For one dollar a car, he offered to guide motorists along the portion of the flooded new highway to high ground. He tied the cars together behind his wagon, sometimes as many as eight or ten at a time. Silvers relied on the click of the horseshoes on the pavement to keep the horses walking on the invisible road. When he finished guiding a string of cars through the flooded stretch, he usually found another string waiting to be guided the other direction. As long as the road remained flooded, Silvers worked twenty-four hours a day, stopping only long enough to feed his horses and nap when the traffic let up.