The Human Cost of the Overland Journey
Destitute immigrants arriving in Walla Walla by ox-team, broken by travel and disease, find a moment of grace from the city's residents.
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The philanthropist would have shed tears, had he been a witness to a scene which we saw on Main Street on Monday. Two wagons, piloted by three yoke of faithful oxen, halted before the Washington Restaurant. In one of them lay a veteran grandfather, Mr. George Calvert, aged 64 years, in a comatose and prostrated condition, unable to speak. The fatigue and anxiety incident to an overland journey proved to be more than his advanced age and shattered frame could endure. On the left of his father lay Mr. George Calvert, Jr., aged 19, sick two weeks of 'Mountain fever.' Mrs. Calvert, aged 62 years, was leaning over the helpless husband and son like a guardian angel, quenching their parching thirst. Belonging to the other team were the old man’s son-in-law and family, Mr. John Williams, having 8 children. All of the children were more or less indisposed. Mr. Joseph, the proprietor of the restaurant, kindly directed his servants to give them a good dinner, and Mr. Samuel Caldwell lost no time in circulating a paper to raise money for their relief. These destitute immigrants were comfortably placed in a house north of the bridge.
“Mrs. Calvert, aged 62 years, was leaning over the helpless husband and son like a guardian angel, quenching their parching thirst.”
This 1864 account of a family arriving by ox-team captures the immense physical and financial toll of the migration that built the American West. Today, Walla Walla faces different challenges of housing and displacement, but the communal impulse to provide emergency relief remains a persistent local value.
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