James Otis Ellis

James Otis Ellis (1872-1961)

Today I wanted to dedicate some time to James Otis Ellis. President Roosevelt signed the Reclamation Act on 12 June 1902. The Minidoka Project was established by the Secretary of the Interior on 23 April 1904. The Minidoka Dam and its related canals and laterals started shortly after. Delivery of water began in 1907.

With the announcement of the Minidoka Project settlers flocked to the region. One of the four men who selected sites near what is now Paul, Idaho, was James “Jim” Ellis. These men struggled and barely survived the three years before the water finally starting flowing to Paul. In 1907, these men then incorporated the City of Paul. Jim Ellis hired an engineer and surveyed the town site and named it Paul after Charles H. Paul, the engineer in charge of the Minidoka Project. In 1910, the railroad was built across part of the land owned by Jim Ellis. He donated the land for the depot.

Jim donated part of his homestead to create much of the City of Paul. He was instrumental in bringing the railroad to town. He also donated lots for various entities to build and support the town including the Lutheran Church, the LDS Church, the Methodist Church, and Modern Woodmen of America. Jim helped found the first hotel in Paul and also helped establish some of the other first businesses.

Paul Hotel, Paul, Idaho

Jim also helped found the first bank in Paul, the Paul State Bank. This building still stands at its location a block west of the hotel.

Paul State Bank, Paul, Idaho

Much of Paul, Idaho, existed because of Jim Ellis. Hopefully at some point I can spend some time on the other three men, Tom Clark being the other to mention now.

The last remaining original building on the Ellis homestead. This building is a one room shack with a window and smokestack. There is believe this was Jim’s home in the early days on Paul.

Ellis home at early homestead of Paul, Idaho.

Jim Ellis was born 10 February 1872 in Portia, Vernon, Missouri. All of his family stayed in Missouri so I don’t know how he ended up in Idaho. The opportunity to homestead with the knowledge of the Reclamation Act and Minidoka Project could very likely been the draw. In the 1900 Census he was still in Vernon County. But 4 years later he was in the flat desert sagebrush land of southern Idaho staking out claims.

Many of the homesteaders struggled and failed before the water finally arrived. Jim was able to hold out and make it work. He slaved away for years. He returned to Missouri to convince his childhood sweetheart to join him in Idaho. Elizabeth Emma Rexroad and her sister, Artie, made the trip out to southern Idaho. The Rexroads were still in Missouri for the 1920 Census, but Jim and Lizzie married 23 June 1921 in Pocatello, Bannock, Idaho. The two did not have children.

Whatever work he might have done in Missouri might not have gained much notoriety. But today the main route of Highway 25 through Paul, Idaho, bears, in his honor, the name of Ellis Street.

Bird’s Eye View of Paul, Idaho, about 1921. Looking up Idaho Street, the road parallel on the left is Clark Street.

Here is an article written about Lizzie Ellis after an interview about 1983. Elizabeth Rexroad was born 16 February 1889 in Adrian, Bates, Missouri.

“James Otis Ellis homesteaded where the City of Paul, Idaho now stands. He donated land for the first school in the city and also built the first hotel there, The Woodman.
The farm owned by Elizabeth Ellis and her late husband Jim Ellis stood on both sides of the main drain at Paul and included the land on which the railroad was built in 1910. As appreciation to these hardy pioneer couple and in recognition for their contribution to the community a street later to become Highway 25, was named Ellis Street.
Jim Ellis was one of four men who made their way from the railroad mainline at Minidoka to the present site of Paul in 1904, three years before water was delivered to the land. He cleared his land with a grubbing hoe.
Having moved from Missouri, Jim later went back and persuaded his sweetheart to join him. It was in 1920 that Elizabeth left her millinery business in Adrian, Missouri and moved to Idaho where she and Jim were later married following a ride on the railroad to Pocatello.
‘I loved hats,’ muses Elizabeth, who had worked as an apprentice and operator of the millinery shop for five years.
Though a city girl by trade, Elizabeth was raised on a farm at Liberty, near Kansas City, where she had learned what farm life was all about. Thus it was no problem for her to join her husband in the fields as he planted, irrigated and harvested his fields of wheat, oats and alfalfa. All the work was done with horses and by hand in those days and she learned to harness her animals, hitch them to the implements and do the field work right along with her husband. She could run the mower and pitch the hay right along with the men.
She remembers the first tractor they bought, but apparently neither she nor Jim was too thrilled with its performance as it soon found its way in a neighbor’s farm where it remained for an extended period of time while they continued to do the work with their horses.
Jim and Elizabeth had no children and she says she is ‘the last survivor’ of her large Missouri family of two boys and eight girls. One nephew shares the family home with her on the original homestead in Paul.
At 94, and with eyesight failing, she spends her time just waiting for another day to come around. She takes care of her own household chores but has little use for the television set in her living room.”

Jim passed 15 October 1961. Lizzie passed 21 September 1988. Both are buried in the Paul Cemetery.

Getting to know you….

Welcome to the Sept. 2006 edition of getting to know your friends. Copy this and paste it onto a new email & change all the answers so they apply to
you.  Then send this to a whole bunch of people including the person who sent it to you.1. What time did you get up this morning? 7:50 AM
2. Diamonds or pearls? A saphire catches my eye the most
3. What was the last movie that you saw at the theatre? Saw the Joseph Smith movie in Liberty, Missouri on the 1st of July.
4. What is your favorite TV show? Home Improvement
5. What do you usually have for breakfast? Banana
6. What is your middle name? Norwood Jonas (yes, two names)
7. What is your favorite color? White
8. What food do you dislike? Who dislikes food? Without it I would die!
9. What is your favorite CD? Right now, Haydn’s Trumpet Concerto!
10. What car do you drive? 1998 Toyota Camry
11. What is your favorite Sandwich ? Club
12. What characteristic do you despise? Ignorance
13. Favorite item(s) of clothing? The ones I wear
14 If you could vacation anywhere in the world, where would it be? Heaven
15. What color is your bathroom? Cream
16. Favorite brand of clothing? Don’t have one
17. Where would you retire to? Malad, Idaho
18. What was your most memorable birthday? 2003
19. Favorite sport to watch? Soccer
20. Furthest place you are sending this? The Moon
21. Whom do you least expect to send this back? ?
22. Person you expect to send it back first? ?
23. Favorite saying? A lack of preparation on your part does not constitute an emergency on mine.
24. Are you a morning person or a night person? daytime
25. What is your shoe size? 10.5
26. Pets? Nope
27. What did you want to be when you were little? Farmer
28. How are you today? Restless
29. What is your favorite candy? Oreos
30. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? Saturday
31. What is your favorite food? Yes
32. Favorite Past-time? Traveling

Traveling to Virginia Day #3

Yep, another day on the travel route ending in Virginia.
This morning we arose at the home of Joseph and Alyson Shepperd, but we were alone.  Now if you want to know kindness, they gave up their bed and slept on cushions on the living room floor for us.  If that is not sacrifice for your brother I do not know what is.  That is true religion! 
When we awoke, they had already left for work.  We were tired enough that we slept in until about 9:30.  We arose and got ready for the day and finally headed out a little after 10:00.
We made our way to Liberty, Missouri which was near.  We paid a visit to the Liberty Jail and went through the visitors center there.  It was a good tour and then we watched the new Joseph Smith movie.  It was very, very good.  I was really moved by it.  What it especially powerful is parts of the film that are depicted, we were actually on site.  It was moving to realize you were
only feet away from where the actual events occurred. 
After Liberty we headed off to the temple site at Independence, Missouri.  I have to admit, I like attending the spot, but I have never cared much for the visitor centers there.  The Community of Christ visitor centers are hollow, and it seems like the LDS one’s cover only superficially, or skirt around what is really there.  While I have great respect for the site, I just feel that nothing
is really worthy of the site that is currently present.  Perhaps someday.  I surely hope so.
We took Noland road out, hopped back on I-70 and headed south to Branson.  We stopped, ate, picked up some fuel, shopped for souvenirs and headed the rest of the way.  For some reason or another I felt really tense and really wanted to get to our destination, especially where it was so close. 
Passing near Collins, Missouri I started watching out for the road to get to my cousin’s home.  I knew it was in Humansville (actually Arnica) and should visit.  Well, I took M, when I should have taken N, and ended up 20 miles off the mark.  For nearly 3 hours we searched before we finally found my families home.  When I did find a signal to call, I phoned Bryan, Amanda’s Dad, to ask for direction.  He told us we were supposed to be going off of N rather than M, so we backtracked and headed off that direction.  But before he could have mentioned AA to me, if he would have, we lost our signal.  So we wandered for a long time before we figured out we also needed AA.  When I finally found what was familiar, then we got lost in the maze of roads on their property!  Ugh.  By the time we were there, the sun was getting closer to setting so now I was antsy to get going so we could get out of the country before having to wander all night.   Nonetheless, Tammy was taking her family to Stockton for fireworks so we were able to follow her out. 
We ended up showing at Branson a several hours late.  Jason and Mara Hughes still had the chili on for us and we enjoyed a meal with them.  We ate and visited until about midnight thirty.  We then headed off to Andy and Becky Hughes house to stay the night.  We stayed up and visited with them until 2:00 AM about everything from birth control the Liken the Scripture movies and people we know in them.  Funny where people you know end up.
Anyhow, it is time to crash for the day.  Tomorrow (now today) is our day of rest.

May’s flowers

I know, I know.  It has been too long and I must do better.  Sometimes life seems like it is not worth recording, but at other times, it seems I never have time to record what I want to.  My journals obviously take precedent, but I can do better at keeping up the blog.
Just finished a weekend at Flaming Gorge with the Hemsley Family.  I had a very enjoyable experience.  I feel bad because I went with a bit of exhaustion and fatigue.  I slept and napped enough to overcome it, but at the loss to my in-laws.  I did take considerable time to read on in Rough Stone Rolling and found myself quite inspired by some of it.  Again, I think Bushman’s generalizations are far off the mark at times, but I do enjoy the historical facts and timeline.  I read the parts dealing quite a bit with the Kirtland years and was captivated.  Anyhow, fishing went well.  We got there at 2:30 AM on the first night which I was sure would kill me.  We slept in, went fly fishing, had breakfast, went back, was rained out, and came back to camp.  It was a really slow day.  However, it was great for napping and resting.  Fly fishing just did not go well though.  It was pretty dead.  Don’t know if it is my technique or what, but others around me were doing poorly as well.  However, the next day was great.  We did some fishing at the dam regular style.  I caught 6 fish in the time of the morning.  We kept two of them, both Bass.  That evening we went out again, and I caught another 6 fish.  Kept two more, both Bass.  For a side note, I ate a filet from one of my Bass last night, I enjoyed it.  However, a bit haunted by the thoughts of catching the live fish, then the memory of it being gutted, then the filet process, and now I was eating it.    I will comment about our rafting trip on the way down the Green on Saturday afternoon.  I was in the non-wild boat for making the trip.  However, the wild boat turned out to be pretty weak, and we ended up taking nearly all the rapids straight on.  It was a rush, and I very much enjoyed it.  One of the final little rapids, we went right over the rock and landed in the hole behind it.  We churned in the hole, taking on water, and spinning.  I ended up breaking my oar trying to get out of the hole.  Others claimed it could turned out to have been a dangerous situation.  I felt no fear for my life though.  I think it was just a panic they felt.  I thought it was a blast and was totally in control.  We went over, Bryan nailed me pretty hard as the boat bent, I about was knocked out then.  But I was able to pull back in, and worked at getting out.  It was hilarious the different responses people have.  The river was not very deep, and despite having waders (spelling ??) on, I did not think we were in any danger.  The other boat helped us get all of our floating objects that were flooded from our boat.  It was a great laugh.  I was dying to try it again.  Can’t wait to do the Snake or the Colorado.  Dad told me the time he went down the Colorado back in the 50’s.  Oh man, what a blast it must have been.  Spent some good time chatting with Bryan driving.  Man, he had quite a few concerns about my marrying Amanda.  I am glad they took everything in stride.  Over the weekend, I saw loads of characteristics in Bryan that Amanda possesses.  Interesting how much we get from our parents.
Last night we made the preparations for our trip to Richmond.  I contacted individuals for places to stay across the country.  I am really looking forward to it.  Our first night we will stay in Denver.  The second night we will stay in Independence, Missouri.  The next night and Sunday we will spend in Branson, Missouri.  The next night we will stay somewhere probably in Kentucky.  Don’t know where yet.  Then the next night we will stay in Lexington, Virginia.  The last day will be the ride into Richmond, unpacking, and returning our rented vehicle.  I am looking forward to it.  We will visit my family in Missouri on the Saturday, along with Liberty and Independence for church sites, and I would like to visit the Truman Library again.  We will have to see.  I visited with the Institute Director in Richmond, Virginia.  He gave me some good leads on people to contact and places to stay.  One of which I feel really good about I visited with today.  It is known there as Little Provo.  Despite my dislike for Provo, having other LDS people around, along with most of them at the dental school will be good.  Especially since Amanda can catch rides with them, and hopefully even be in classes with some of them.  The cost is a bit more than I would prefer, however, the other parts might make it worth it.  Especially if we have other people coming to visit.
Life continues well here in Provo.  I am enjoying life.  I have not any complaints.  We are still in the Primary, so we don’t deal with the rest of the ward.  It is a great blessing.  The Sunday before last we stayed with Amanda’s parents (Mother’s Day).  We got to take her grandparents back to Payson, and I enjoyed that visit.  We also had a little get together with Jill’s family.  It was good.  I enjoyed the time and stay.  I sprayed that same weekend and stopped in to see my Uncle and Aunt Ellis and Geri Jonas in Smithfield.  They are doing well.  Three of their four children’s families were all represented.  It was good to sit and visit with them all.  Life is good.  I spray again for Larry this weekend.  I am looking forward to it.  Larry let me borrow an album and a basket of pictures, of which I scanned over an hundred photos.  All on the Andra line.
Anyhow, I think I am going to close.  I have to go pick up Amanda here in a bit from work.  I continue to study for the LSAT in June.  I have spent considerable time praying about the issue and feel totally calm about it.  I feel no more panic or concern.  I will do what I can and take the test.  The outcome is whatever happens.  How can I expect to be something I am not.  I know very plainly that God will put me where he wants me, even if that might not be where I would like.  But I know Richmond is definitely the next step to pursue.  I do not know what what the future holds, even if law school is an option, but only time will tell.  Things are being prepared and laid out.  We will just have to wait and see.  We are living right and doing what we are supposed to.
Hope all is well.  Please feel free to drop me a line.  I love to hear from people.