On
December 27th, 1900, a dour-faced woman stood before the saloon doors
in the Carey Hotel in Wichita, Kansas. Intimidating at almost six feet tall and
185 pounds, Carrie Nation marched in with a hatchet and began smashing the place—the
tables and chairs, the bottles and the mirror behind the bar, until the law
arrived and arrested her.
Born
Carrie Amelia Moore in November of 1846, to parents George and Mary Campbell
Moore of Kentucky—slaveowners—she had little education due to the family’s
financial troubles that brought about several moves until settling in Missouri.
During the War of Rebellion, she nursed soldiers to health and then married a
physician, Dr. Charles Gloyd, who had served with the Union Army. Her husband
was also an alcoholic—not unusual, given the culture of the day when babies
were given whiskey to quiet them, or worse. Carrie and Charles decided the
marriage wasn’t working before they had a daughter, Charlien, on September 27,
1868. Carrie had no need for a divorce, since her husband died the following
year.
Carrie
married for the second time in 1874. David Nation was an attorney, newspaperman
and a minister and almost twenty years older. Together they moved to a cotton
plantation in Texas but failed to proper. David began to practice law, and in
1880 Carrie ran a hotel in Columbia owned by the Park family. She attended the
Methodist Church and lived at the hotel with her daughter Charlien, her first
mother-in-law and her husband’s daughter. David also owned a saddle shop near
the hotel, but the family chose to move to Richmond, Texas, to run another
hotel. Due to her husband’s involvement in a political feud, they moved to
Kansas. David began preaching and Carrie took on another hotel to run. But
Kansas also had enacted a ban on liquor—with plenty of trouble enforcing the
law.
Although
Carrie started a chapter of the Woman’s Christian Temperance Union, the group
seemed to have little effect on the problem. So Carrie took a personal
interest, first using rocks to smash bottles in saloons to protest the lack of
enforcement, or singing hymns to patrons going in and out of places serving
liquor. She often greeted saloon keepers as “destroyers of men’s souls,” or as “swill-faced,
beak-nosed bed mates of Satan.” By 1899 Carrie felt God had called her to step
up the work – taking her husband’s advice to use a hatchet for better effect.
Carrie divorced David in 1901, having never had children with him, and continued her campaign either accompanied by other WCTU members or alone. She was often arrested, and her fame grew through her “hatchetations.” She undertook lecture tours and sold small souvenir hatchets for another ten years until her death on June 9, 1911. The WCTU erected a stone to honor her near the unmarked grave in Missouri, with her name spelled as “Carry A. Nation” and “Faithful to the Cause of Prohibition, She Hath Done What She Could.”
Meg Mims is an award-winning author with two western mysteries under her Eastern belt. She lives in Michigan, where the hills are like driveway slopes and trees block any type of prairie winds. LIKE her on Facebook, follow her on Twitter or check out her books on her website. Double Crossing won the 2012 Spur Award for Best First Novel and Double or Nothing is the exciting sequel. Her story, "A Savior Is Born," is included in A Wolf Creek Christmas published by Western Fictioneers.
Carrie's story has always held a fascination for me. She also spent time in Denver 'fulfilling' her mission. Shows what a woman can do when she sets her mind to it.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing Carrie's story. It is a good one. Doris
Fascinating blog, Meg. Hatchetations! A formidable lady.
ReplyDeleteMeg,
ReplyDeleteAND... she also had a good point about booz!
Yes, she did, Charlie! But I didn't want to preach about the evils of liquor. LOL I have one drink on occasion. Having jello shot after jello shot and being tipsy or wasted, however, is not my idea of a good time.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure Carrie started her campaign after the holidays because then, as now, things got pretty soggy. And New Year's Eve is always scary with drunks driving and crashing. Very sad. I give Carrie Nation a lot of credit for trying to change her world.