From over the Hill . . .
. . . Synchronicity continues to whisper Her secrets in my ear!
my October 10th post
I told of our visit and adventure with Dennis Sovy, Mary and Leon's
great-grandson who lives in Washington state and visited here
a week ago.
Campbell, along with Dennis and I have been emailing (at
least once a day) with information we think of or find.
I had typed this paragraph in the Oct. 10th post from the story
that Reita Campbell (Dave's mother)
wrote in the 1962 Siskiyou Pioneer: "About
1905, Mrs. Sovey decided that she should move to town for the
safety of her daughters. She arranged to trade her property for
a home in town which was near the school. Thus the little adopted
daughter could attend school."
posed this question: Does
anyone know which house in town she bought?
an email from Marilyn of the Etna
Brewing Co. (the property where
Ike Sovy (Mary's son) lived, she mentioned that Andrew
(the original Brewmaster) had bought the property from Ike Sovy's
daughter Mildred (who lived 'down
south') in 1989. (note:
Sovey is often spelled Sovy)
for fun I searched the whitepages for her name and she appeared,
but no address. So I typed in just her last name and city and
a man's name came up, who I presumed was her son. I figured by
now that Mildred had passed.
wrote a letter to him explaining about the website and that Dennis
was trying to find out more about his family here in Etna. I said
that if he was not related to Mildred, please excuse the
intrusion; however if he was, would be please call or email
or write me.
happens often any more, I got busy (working
outside in this glorious Autumn weather)
and promptly forgot I had sent the letter!
Sunday evening when we came inside, there was a phone message
from the brother of the man I had written!
I called back and we talked and talked and talked for probably
an hour. As it turns out, Mildred is still alive at 98
yrs. old; however, not able to share information with us.
son doesn't have a computer, so I printed out the posting and
the few photos I had and mailed to him. After he receives it,
I am sure we will talk again. He was amazed to find out his mother
had siblings other than Ikey (who
lived in the white house where the Brewery is now until
he passed in 1987) and I was amazed to have found him!
had told me there was a photo of the big white house hanging on
the wall in the Brewery, so today I went down to take a photo
of it . . .
said Kapplers built this in 1905
and lived upstairs until the 'big' house was finished.
The Brewery was across the street. There were wooden aging tanks
and in a long wooden building next to this building, they bottled
If you look
at the left side
you can see part of the Fire Station roofline
wanted to see if I could get about the same angle of the how the
property looks now . . .
I got part
of the Fire Station roof,
but not the right angle.
This is actually
just about where the building sat;
however, the tree blocks the Fire Station roof!
Wood on the
that came from the original house
with photo of Kapplers bottling beer.
If you have
eaten outside on the patio area you'll recognize the flower bed
Marilyn said when she was a little girl, the fence wasn't there,
but a wire gate was
and she would walk down the path from the 'Beehive' where she
lived to visit 'Grandma Nelly' and 'Grandpa Ike'. She would sit
on the stone wall and talk to Grandpa Ike
and he would give her a piece of peppermint candy.The entry door
off the patio into the Brewery was just about where the Sovy door
into their kitchen was.
Marilyn has a cupboard that Grandma Nelly used to store her canning
and can describe just what the inside looked like!
And this many years later, having lived just next door as a girl,
she and Dave have, since 2001, owned this property!
Back to this question: Does
anyone know which house in town she bought?
Marilyn dug back into the 1900 and 1920 census and found that
Mary Sovy lived on . . . guess
. . Fredrick
Street (my street!!!!!!),
just over from the school. That led to the question . . . which
Census didn't give addresses, just names, of which there were
only 5 on Fredrick Street (sometimes
now spelled Frederick Street): Mary Sovy, John P. Baker,
Francis Kirby, Charles Quigley, Frank Young.
I rang up Harriett and Ed to find out if they knew a Charles Quigley
. . . and of course they did, as he was Ed's father who lived
in the old Bennett house down the street. They said Mary lived
next door at the corner (Charles
& Fredrick Streets) and raised hogs there. Mary's home
burned down (probably sometime
in early to mid 1920's after she passed away).
Baker lived in the two-story house across from my barn.
is the conclusion of the the story Reita Campbell wrote in the
1962 Siskiyou Pioneer: "In
1908 Miss Rosa Sovey and her step-nephew, Harry Lyons, started
a confectionery store in the Young building. Harry soon tired
of the business, but Rosa carried on until 1929 when she purchased
the Kappler home, where she ran a small hotel until 1944.
these years her brother, Joseph, was a faithful helper and after
her retirement, he continued to live with her until his death.
Another brother, Albert, then made his home with Rosa until her
death in 1954.
her mother, Rosa had a rich heritage of human kindness and devotion
to those whom she loved. She was a good business woman and with
hard work she had won the respect of all who knew her.
Sovey had had little opportunity to gain an education for himself,
but in addition to educating his son, John Albert, he and his
wife provided for the education of his foster sister. Only two
members of the family are still living (1962
when this was written by Reita): Isaac, who married Eleanor
Short formerly of Hooperville and William Sovey, who lives in
called Bernita tonight to ask if she knew of Francis Kirby or
Frank Young and she didn't; however, she told me that when she
was about 14 she worked for Rosie (Rosa) Sovey at the boarding
house (old Kappler house).
are a few stories she told me . . .
Rosie would have her brother Joe
pick elderberries for pies and Bernita had to then pick them off
the stems . . . very tedious work, but the pies she served to
her boarders were very good.
Rosie would also have Joe bring
new potatoes from the garden out at the Shultz Ranch where he
worked. Bernita said if there was one that was the size of a silver
dollar, it was a bonanza! And it was Bernita who had to peel those
Bernita said Rosie was very particular
about how work was done. One day Bernita was cleaning upstairs
and heard a noise in a room she knew no one was supposed to be
in. She opened the door and there was a man in bed! She hightailed
it down the stairs and found Rosie, who hightailed it back up
the stairs brandishing a big wooden spoon, opened the door and
got the jump on the man. He told her he wandered around the night
before looking for a vacant room, found that one and moved in.
Rosie didn't leave until he paid her for the room!
of story on that one . . .
now, we don't
know where on Fredrick Street Francis Kirby or Frank Young
lived . . . so that is the big mystery now . . .
you have any information, email me so we can complete that
to shop locally!
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