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Somewhere in his writings, and I can’t find the reference, Bidwell says in his early career in California he was an “incorrigible Democrat.” When he left Missouri and came into California in 1841, a young man of 22, he naturally allied himself with the Democratic Party, the party of Andrew Jackson.  The Democrats were the party for the small farmer and the urban working man. Their opposition in the first half of the 19th century were the Whigs.

Later in his life he would become disaffected by the Democrats and change his allegiance, but during the 40’s and 50’s he would have voted Democrat, if he got a chance to vote in the back of beyond that was California.

I think this is the only photo that shows the first state capitol in San Jose. John Bidwell may be in the picture somewhere, but it is impossible to say which one he is.

The Democrats dominated California politics during the 1850’s. In the first state election on November 13, 1849 (although in reality California was not yet a state) John Bidwell was elected to the state senate, representing the Sacramento district. In December he went to San Jose and together with the rest of the new legislature began the process of building a state government.

We had to frame a code of laws, and our constitution was almost a literal copy of the constitution of New York. A few members who had been able to get copies of the statues of N.Y. introduced nearly all the bills, and they were almost literal transcriptions of the N.Y. laws.  . . . I was head of the committee on corporations, also on the committee of county boundaries. I was chosen for this because I had more knowledge of the counties than perhaps any one else there.

I wrote the first charter of the City of San Francisco, for which the newspapers gave me great credit, but I didn’t deserve the credit, because I had copied it almost entirely from the charter of St. Louis. There was nothing very remarkable in getting up the code of laws.

And so began Bidwell’s political career in California. There was one earlier event–in August 1849 he was elected to the state constitutional convention.  But he never got the word of his election until it was too late. He hadn’t campaigned for the position, and in the summertime he was up in the hills, mining for gold. By the time he found out that he had been selected by voters to help write the constitution, it was too late to take part.

Here’s an interesting question: What political party did John Bidwell belong to?

The first answer that probably comes to mind is the Prohibition Party. Most people in Chico know that John Bidwell was the Prohibitionist candidate for U.S. president in 1892. (In case you didn’t know, he lost to Grover Cleveland.)  But the Prohibition Party wasn’t founded until 1869. What was John Bidwell before he was a Prohibitionist?

Democrat?  Republican?  Some obscure special interest third party?  How about all three?

Yes, indeed.  Good old steady John Bidwell was all of those, and might have become governor of California on any one of those political tickets. Who knew he was so fickle?

Not really fickle, but as politics in California and in the United States changed over the course of the 19th century, he changed too.  From “incorrigible” Democrat (as he described himself), to Republican, to Anti-Monopolist, to Prohibitionist (with a nudge from Annie), Bidwell served his state and pursued his ambitions. In subsequent entries during this election year I’ll explore Bidwell’s political career and we’ll see what kind of politician he was.

Today is the 193rd birthday of General John Bidwell.  He was born August 5, 1819, in Chautauqua County, New York.  The Bidwell Mansion Association celebrated his birthday at Bidwell Mansion with a community party this evening, and judging by the amount of cake eaten, we had over 150 attendees. 

Music was provided by the Chico Community Band and folksinger Don Sacks, who led us in a rendition of the Happy Birthday song.

Community participants included the Chico Cat Coalition, North State Symphony, Sounds of the Valley, Youth for Change, City of Chico Parks and Recreation, and the Chico Visual Arts Alliance.

Here’s hoping that John Bidwell sees many more happy birthday events!

An Invitation from the General:

Join my friends in celebrating my birthday on August 5, 2012 at my home, Bidwell Mansion. There will be cake, Shubert’s ice cream, music and fun. It’s been 193 years since I was born in Chautauqua County, New York, on August 5, 1819.

I am happy to see how well you have preserved the beautiful home that Annie and I shared.  I wish the citizens of Chico many more prosperous years, and hope you will enjoy the party given by my friends.

In 1849 Edward Washington McIlhaney of Virgina joined a company heading for the gold fields of California.  Arriving in the Sacramento Valley on the 1st of October, some members of the company set out northward to the Shasta Mines. McIlhany later gave this description of John Bidwell and his ranch.

A painting of Edward W. McIlhany, now in the Oakland Museum.

“We started up the river and finally reached Major Bidwell’s Ranch, one of the finest ranches in California. We found him a very intelligent, hospitable, and a fine-looking man. We remained several days at his ranch also, gaining a great deal of information. Bidwell gave us an account of his mining first in ’48 at a mining camp called Bidwell’s Bar, named after him, as he discovered the camp. . . . He told us that he thought we would be disappointed in the mines, but as we had started we would not be satisfied until we got there, not being very far from his place.  He advised us that if we were not satisfied there to go to Bidwell’s Bar, as it was very rich and was not worked out.

Mr. Bidwell owned thousands of acres of land gotten from a Mexican land grant. He had an Indian village not far from his residence built of adobe houses, trees set out in the village and ditches through the village to carry pure water from the mountains. Forty Indian men in this village worked for him in his mine by which he made a great deal of money.”

Edward Washington McIlhaney, Recollections of a ‘49er (2006), edited by Scott J. Lawson.

Here’s an entry from the General’s diary for July 4, 1877:

Fine cool pleasant day. = Callers: J.W. Gilkyson to excuse committee about calling on Bonte – Haley (Ed. Enterprise) to see Bonte – Mr. Ellis to dine – Rich to call on Bonte – Grand 4th July celebration – Rev. J.H.C. Bonte, orator, Nourse poet, Dr. Dawson reader of poem, St.T. Black reader of Declaration of Independence – Procession began at 9 1/2 A.M. – and lasted one hour – exercises at Pavilion lasted until 12 1/2 P.M. The whole a grand success = in P.M. the Horribles – In evening salute, music, fireworks, dancing.

Most of the General’s entries for the 4th record an oration, a poem, and the reading of the Declaration of Independence. But what were “the Horribles?”  That one stumped me until I did a bit of googling.

According to Language Log, a “parade of horribles” was a popular feature of 4th of July celebrations in the late 19th century. A procession of grotesques–people in masks and costumes–formed part of the festivities of the day. This is probably what Bidwell was referring to in his July 4, 1874 entry when he notes “a hideous crowd, masked, came over from town.”  The Daily Nevada State Journal ran this announcement in 1889.

Glocester, Rhode Island, still holds an “Ancients and Horribles Parade” on the 4th of July. I wonder when it died out in Chico?

Then as now, it was a cultural advantage to have a college in Chico. John and Annie Bidwell frequently attended lectures and entertainments on campus, and they also frequently played host to visiting performers and lecturers. Lois McDonald wrote the following in her biography of Annie:

“One year the Bidwells housed the male chorus from the University of California at the mansion, then managed to make a statement in the midst of the concert by rising abruptly from their seats and walking out in the middle of a choral number which happened to be a drinking song. Almost certainly it would have been Annie who initiated that move, and John followed her, for it is doubtful that John Bidwell would have relished making a scene, especially over so trivial a matter. To Annie, students could never be exposed too often to high standards of behavior, and especially among their mentors, which Annie conceived herself and John to be. (Annie Kennedy Bidwell: an intimate history, p. 361)

You have to give Annie credit for consistency. She never feared or failed to make her position clear.