Showing posts with label cemeteries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cemeteries. Show all posts

"Human Skulls Hurled Into Air"

Today's post is a bit macabre but intensely interesting:

Spokesman-Review, June 16, 1912,  p. 1
Our local newspaper does an excellent job with local history, including a This Day in History column by Jim Kershner in which he explores old news stories usually from 100 years ago. The other day he made reference to the above article, which interested me enough to wrestle with the Google News Archive to find the full story:


This sort of casual disrespect of native remains was too typical of that time (and of our own) and the case of the exploded graves is a snapshot of an era when Indians were being forced out of Spokane and onto diminishing reservations. What jumps out at me, however, are some of the details:
  • The workers, led by Otto Hansen, did rebury the disturbed remains somewhere "nearby." This is admirable, though I wonder if this newspaper article did not serve as a notice to grave robbers who might have disturbed the reburials. 
  • The reference to "brass bands" indicates that the graves were likely from the historic period, as natives on the Columbia Plateau did not possess brass before contact (thought they did have some sheet copper, so there is a possibility the graves were precontact).
  • It might be worth carefully reading through the Spokesman, and other Spokane newspapers, for a week or two after this story to find further references. 
It is tough to wrestle with the Google News Archives. They are difficult to navigate, hard to read, and have surprisingly limited search features. And yet they are an incredible resources for just this sort of illuminating historical nugget. 

Deciphering a Mysterious Headstone

A couple of weekends ago I went for a walk in Greenwood Cemetery with my wife and son. Greenwood is Spokane's Victorian-era park cemetery, a gorgeous place of stately headstones, rolling manicured lawns, and soaring Ponderosa pines. After convincing my son that he could not, in fact, stay in the car, we all enjoyed a perfect spring day among the dead.

One of the spots that has always fascinated me at Greenwood is the Japanese section of the cemetery. Spokane had a prominent and successful Japanese community from the late 1800s to the present. The early Japanese headstones are shaped differently than other markers of that time period, most are small obelisks with vertical Kanji lettering: 

Japanese headstones at Greenwood Cemetery

One headstone, however, was different from the rest. Shaped more like a western headstone, it had a lot of writing. Clearly there is more than a name and some dates here, it appeared to be some kind of story. But what does it say?

Headstone of Tadajiro Muramatsu

Michael, one of my coworkers at the Washington State Archives speaks some Japanese. I showed him this picture. He could not make it out,but thought his wife Jun might be able to read it. According to her, the Kanji lettering is of a type that has not been used for a hundred years in Japan. Fortunately she had studied this style of lettering in college. She did a literal translation of the headstone, which her husband then rendered into something more like American English. Here is her translation:

His name was Tadajiro Muramatsu. He was born on September 24, 1875 in Ueno village, Nishi-Yatsusiro county, Yamanashi Prefecture, Japan. For generations, his family engaged in farming. He was easy-going, enjoyed drinking, and had many friends. He loved ancient poems and would recite them when he was drunk. He came to the United States in 1905, moved to S city in 1906, and started the laundry business. He was a pioneer in the business. He set an example by working hard and by serving the public through his 20 some years of career. He received a special award from the business club for his work. Unfortunately, he lost his life in fire in UNKNOWN town passing the train bridge on April 7, 1918. He was 43 years old. He married a woman from the Aoki family, and they had a boy named Tadao. This tomb was built in his memory and on it, his over all life story was told. January 7, 1919 Tadao built this


 Jun also noted: "--- S city probably refers to Spokane from the usage of the character. The third sentence from the last goes as follows, word-by-word: 'He met passing gate mansion town UNKNOWN skin railed road metal bridge pass touch fire ring not happy UNKNOWN.' Probably lose- life 'passing gate mansion town' is probably one word, referring a name of the town."

 Here is Michael's Americanization of the text:

Tadajiro Muramatsu was born on September 24, 1875 in Ueno village, Nishi-Yatsusiro county, Yamanashi Prefecture, Japan. For generations, his family engaged in farming. He was easy-going, enjoyed drinking, and had many friends. He loved ancient poems and would recite them when he had been drinking. He came to the United States in 1905, moved to S city (Spokane?) in 1906, and started a laundry business. He was a pioneer in the business. He set an example by working hard and by serving the public through his career of 20 some years. He received a special award from the business club for his work. Unfortunately, he lost his life in a fire in UNKNOWN town passing the train bridge on April 7, 1918. He was 43 years old. He married a woman from the Aoki family, and they had a boy named Tadao. This tomb was built in his memory and on it, his overall life story was told. January 7, 1919 Tadao built this tomb.


A 1913 Guide to the Spokane Japanese Business Men and their Enterprises Photograph Album lists  Muramatsu under the alternate spelling of Chujiro Muramatsu and tells us the name of his business: Oriental Baths and Laundry. According to the Washington State Archives, Digital Archives, Muramatsu died on April 7, 1918 in Spokane. He was 42.

Having the date give us a starting point for doing newspaper research. How exactly was Muramatsu killed? A search through the Spokesman Review for April 8 reveals the grisly truth--and explains what the Muramatsu's son was trying to describe when he carved "skin railed road metal bridge pass touch fire ring not happy" on his father's headstone:

Article on page 6, col. 5 of the The Spokesman-Review - Apr 8, 1918

Muramatsu's son Tadao would have been in his teens or twenties when his father was killed. Eight month later the bereaved young man carved his father's headstone.

I would love to follow this story further. The Japanese business directory almost certainly has a photograph of Muramatsu. City directories should pinpoint his address and the location of his Oriental Baths and Laundry, And finally a quick Google reveals a number of Muramatsus in Spokane still, I wonder if there are family stories about this ancestor of theirs, so lovingly memorialized in Greenwood Cemetery.

Event: Historic Cemeteries of Spokane County

The Spokane Valley Heritage Museum is sponsoring a talk/fundraiser, “Historic Cemeteries of Spokane County” presented by John Caskey on Saturday, November 12th. The talk will take place at the Opportunity Presbyterian Church at North 202 Pines in Spokane Valley. The event is from 11:30am-1:00pm and the cost is $20 ($15 for seniors). The museum asks that your RSVP at (509) 922-4570.

This is an interesting event for a good cause. John Caskey is the historian on staff at the Fairmont Memorial Association,  which maintains some of the most historic burial sites in Spokane. Caskey recently spoke to one of my history classes at EWU and it was a treat.






Bury Me Not on the Lone . . . Walmart?

Paved Paradise: Cemeteries in Parking Lots: "While I was researching the 'Cemetery Safari' chapter for my upcoming book Weird Oklahoma, I came across an unusual burial site west of Tulsa that was entirely enclosed within a strip-mall parking lot. Once sacred ground, it's now a conspicuous patch of grass in a sea of asphalt, a quirky spectacle to the shoppers forced to drive around it on their way to Radio Shack . . . And it got me thinking: were there others like it?"

Quite a few others, as it turns out--and check the comments section for even more. Does anyone know of such a landlocked cemetery in the Pacific Northwest?

[Pictured is the Tullahassee Creek Indian Cemetery – Sand Springs, Oklahoma: "Situated right between an ATM and a postal drop box, this Indian cemetery comprises about 1/4 acre of isolated turf in a parking lot outside Tulsa."]

Update: Alan Stein of HistoryLink.org points us to the Saar Cemetery in South King County, Washington, " surrounded on three sides by a Winco Foods parking lot and the fourth side is bounded by South 212th Street next to the Valley Freeway (State Hwy 167)." (Map) Thanks Alan!