Sent to The
Frederick Leader and The Frederick
Press, February 9, 2009
Mrs. Stewart is pictured sitting in her car at the mule barn. |
Early
Frederick resident is remembered at Pioneer Townsite
In the early
days of Frederick, a large mule barn was located on the northwest corner of the
current courthouse square. The mule barn was operated by a gentleman named R.F.
Stewart.
On many
afternoons Mr. Stewart’s wife, a woman of German descent, would drive to the
mule barn in the couple’s automobile and play the accordion from the open,
canvas-top car. The Pioneer Townsite Museum has a picture of Mrs. Stewart in
the car, with the barn, three mules, Mr. Stewart and another man in the
background.
Mrs.
Stewart’s accordion is on display at the local museum.
Today Mrs. Stewart's accordion is displayed at the Pioneer Townsite. |
In 1980, the
late Alice Faye McLellan Womack of Duncan wrote her memories of Mrs. Stewart
for the Tillman County Historical Society:
“Some years
before World War I, R.F. Stewart came to Frederick with his wife, a delightful
young woman of German descent whom he had married in one of the north central
states where so many people from Scotland, Scandinavia, and Germany had
immigrated.
Mr. Stewart
operated a mule-trading business at the northwest corner of the present
courthouse block. The building was known as the ‘Big Red Barn'. Indeed it was
large, had a curving roof, and was quite red (a copy of the many barns still
found on the farms of Wisconsin, Illinois, Minnesota, etc.).
Mrs. Stewart
was a typical German housewife of that era. She was a skilled cook, kept a
spotless house, and was a devoted wife and homemaker. Even though the ladies of
the town were hesitant to accept her, accept her they did, foreign accent and
all, because she was such a cheerful, outgoing individual. She came to church
whenever Mr. Stewart attended, although she probably had not been reared in
that faith. She sat quietly with hands folded and a smile on her face as her
eyes gazed at the stained-glass windows. She always wore long, full-cut white
dresses in a shirtwaist style, handmade, with lace and embroidery trimming.
Even though she was short and overweight (‘dumpy’ in those days), with her
black hair and creamy complexion, she was quite lovely.
The Stewarts
seemed to like all of us children, although they had none of their own. He
would let us sit on the fence and admire his mules, and she would invite a few
of us to have homemade cookies, milk, and punch in her usually restricted
parlor.
Then came
World War I and all Germans became suspected enemies, even one’s friends and
neighbors. Many Frederick women began to look the other way when they walked by
the Stewart home (at 401 North 11th Street) or when they met Mrs.
Stewart in the stores or on the street. She quit going out and pulled the
shades down. Even though the children did not really understand, they quit
going by for their ‘tea parties.’
Even today I
cannot believe that all this happened, but I look back with pride to several
mothers who eventually called Mrs. Stewart and told her that their children
missed her and her little parties and that they would like to come by for a
visit.
From then
on, some of us went by, on the way home from school, twice a week. We were
allowed to spend an hour on each visit, homework or not. I can still see those
beautiful china cups and smell those little cakes and cookies! However, the
most lasting impression was the pernicious cruelty caused by the prejudice of
neighbors and friends.”
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