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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117</id><updated>2012-02-23T12:07:48.800-08:00</updated><category term="Museum" /><category term="Collections" /><category term="1909 Flood" /><category term="Archives Month" /><category term="Artifacts" /><category term="Trout Lake" /><category term="railroad bike" /><category term="Tomboy Bride" /><category term="Telluride Historical Museum" /><category term="History" /><category term="Teetor" /><category term="Alex Carriere" /><category term="mine bike" /><category term="light inspection car" /><category term="quadcycle" /><category term="Telluride" /><category term="Beer Train" /><title type="text">Telluride Historical Museum</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TellurideHistoricalMuseum" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="telluridehistoricalmuseum" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-887240313474723054</id><published>2012-02-23T11:44:00.016-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T12:07:48.814-08:00</updated><title type="text">Quilting Decoded</title><content type="html">Last week we&amp;nbsp;celebrated the opening of our newest temporary exhibit, Harvest of Heritage. The touring exhibit created by the Museum of Western Colorado, funded by the National Endowment for the Arts American Masterpieces Program and&amp;nbsp;presented by Colorado Creative Industries, displays artists&amp;nbsp;works linked to Colorado’s rich agricultural heritage. Artists chosen for inclusion in this exhibit have met the highest standards of the Colorado Creative Industries’ Cultural Heritage Program. Many have been awarded state grants and fellowships to help them preserve, present, pass on and celebrate their traditional art form. Two have received the National Endowment for the Arts’ highest honor for our nation’s tradition bearers. Many have served as master artists who have passed on skills and knowledge to a next generation of apprentices. Their stories bring&amp;nbsp;our state’s history and geography to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The museum has contributed a few of its own artifacts to the exhibit while it is being housed there for six weeks. The artifacts celebrate Telluride's heritage through traditional art form, and just&amp;nbsp;like the others displayed; they too have a story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2W2liYpt98/T0aTENp-nAI/AAAAAAAAACU/bFvTvmu7ZlM/s1600/Gold+Quilt+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" lda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2W2liYpt98/T0aTENp-nAI/AAAAAAAAACU/bFvTvmu7ZlM/s200/Gold+Quilt+002.jpg" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cotton&amp;nbsp;gold and cream double hourglass patterned traditional quilt had been authenticated by the Colorado Quilting Council in 2005 as a&amp;nbsp;historic quilt. The general knowledge of its construction and fabric content were noted. Beyond that however, the museum currently has no information on its origination. Admittedly I was interested in it mainly because it matched the yellow color theme of the exhibit, but also its intricate hand stitching and simple design has impact.&amp;nbsp;It seemed special, magical. In honor of the Harvest of Heritage exhibit and having heard that every quilt pieces together a story, I felt compelled to research the story of&amp;nbsp;our quilt's pattern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Most quilting bees were social gatherings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-font-width: 110%;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-char-tracking: 105%; mso-font-width: 110%;"&gt;women helping a friend or neighbor finish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-char-tracking: 105%;"&gt;a quil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;t, and more often helping a bride-to-be finish her quilts before she married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-font-width: 110%;"&gt;Women could share family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-char-tracking: 105%; mso-font-width: 110%;"&gt;news, exchange recipes, and give child-rearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-char-tracking: 105%;"&gt;tips. Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-char-tracking: 95%; mso-font-width: 120%;"&gt;uilting was a social asset, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-char-tracking: 105%;"&gt; next to church, going to quilting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-char-tracking: 105%; mso-font-width: 110%;"&gt;bees was the primary contact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-char-tracking: 105%;"&gt;for women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-font-width: 120%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="language: EN; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;It is speculated the hourglass quilt pattern was originally developed as “quilt code” by the Sealcott Indians to help fugitive slaves escape north to freedom. These coded quilts would have hung outside windows or on fences advising escaped slaves when and where it was safe to travel. The color of the hourglass indicated what time of day help would come: red for morning, yellow or green for afternoon and blue or black for evening.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=958227095491631117&amp;amp;postID=887240313474723054#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: xx-small; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quilt code" is a highly debated subject,&amp;nbsp;with many theories on the code's existence, or non existence. But myth or fact, the idea of quilt code empowers and adds mystery to the unknown story or our own traditional gold and cream double hourglass patterened&amp;nbsp;quilt.&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-top: 6pt; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;Cameo Hoyle&lt;br /&gt;Exhbits Manager&lt;br /&gt;Telluride Historical Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telluridemuseum.org/"&gt;http://www.telluridemuseum.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="1" width="33%" /&gt;Referenced: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=958227095491631117&amp;amp;postID=887240313474723054#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://ugrrquilt.hartcottagequilts.com/"&gt;http://ugrrquilt.hartcottagequilts.com/&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-887240313474723054?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/887240313474723054/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2012/02/quilting-decoded.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/887240313474723054" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/887240313474723054" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2012/02/quilting-decoded.html" title="Quilting Decoded" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2W2liYpt98/T0aTENp-nAI/AAAAAAAAACU/bFvTvmu7ZlM/s72-c/Gold+Quilt+002.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-5022802816230982256</id><published>2011-12-21T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T20:14:02.621-08:00</updated><title type="text">Smile for the Camera</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The snap, snap, snapping of the camera shutter is all too familiar during the holiday season as families in their Sunday best cheerfully pose for portraits and children “cheeeeeezzz” for Grandma unwillingly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Historically, portraiture was reserved for aristocracy, painted on canvas, and documented the sitter’s nobility. Ordinary middle class peoples looked upon portraiture as an extravagant expression of superiority. As democracy rose and middle class demanded bourgeois luxuries, artists responded with miniature portraits and silhouettes. However, those archetypal substitutions could not survive the invention of the Daguerreotype in the mid 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century. The Daguerreotype (the first successful commercial photographic process) made portraiture affordable, although at first only afforded by the well-to-do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MYqWl80ubI/TvKnqwIj70I/AAAAAAAAACM/eaONLVu10jM/s1600/photo+button.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MYqWl80ubI/TvKnqwIj70I/AAAAAAAAACM/eaONLVu10jM/s200/photo+button.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, photographs capture sentimental moments like fleeting memories, but photography wasn’t always so candid.&amp;nbsp; Before the camera became a commodity and Uncle Joe could snap the family portrait in half a second, having your photograph made was luxury and privilege. The photographer’s studio was a fixed business establishment and a scheduled appointment was a must. However, the realization of cameras with built in processing freed the photographer from his studio by mid 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Portraits then came in all sizes, from small pocket sized to lockets and mantle wedding portraits. Street photographers solicited on boardwalks by the beach, cameras were toted to picnics and even the Civil War. Portrait popularity became a form of sentimental jewelry with the invention of the photo button camera in 1910. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The most curious type of photo found in our collections is not a wearable button, but instead a six inch button plaque stamped &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Chicago Portrait Company&lt;/i&gt; on the back. Founded in &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; about 1893, this innovative portrait company took full advantage of street photography. They sent out photographers (really salesmen then called “drummers”) to travel the country and take portrait photos. The film was then mailed to headquarters, printed, mounted and mailed back to the customer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The button plaque was a popular alternative to the traditional framed portrait. Not only was it small and portable (important for a booming mining town where space was a disappearing commodity), but it was also affordable because of its tintype photo process, the faster cheaper way to produce a print.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We haven’t identified the woman in the portrait, but believe it came from the McPhee estate. There is record of the estate here in the early 70’s, but the McPhee Telluride lineage is a mystery other than John McPhee who published a local newspaper covering &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Norwood&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt;, Nuclea and Telluride news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;~ Cameo Hoyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibits Manager&lt;br /&gt;Telluride Historical Museum&lt;br /&gt;www.telluridemuseum.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-5022802816230982256?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/5022802816230982256/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/12/smile-for-camera.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/5022802816230982256" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/5022802816230982256" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/12/smile-for-camera.html" title="Smile for the Camera" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MYqWl80ubI/TvKnqwIj70I/AAAAAAAAACM/eaONLVu10jM/s72-c/photo+button.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-8702369864829622119</id><published>2011-09-14T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T07:53:51.431-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="railroad bike" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quadcycle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="light inspection car" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Teetor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mine bike" /><title type="text">Velocipede for Two</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hG3AO-h3FKI/TnDowXIWNpI/AAAAAAAAACA/SEkfP3ICTgE/s1600/Mine+Bike+small2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hG3AO-h3FKI/TnDowXIWNpI/AAAAAAAAACA/SEkfP3ICTgE/s320/Mine+Bike+small2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In 1894, while working at a small bike shop in New Castle, Indiana, Charles Teetor built a fine bike for his wife. Soon after, the Division Superintendent of the Chicago and NW Railroad, Charles Hartley&amp;nbsp;(also cousin&amp;nbsp;of Mrs. Teetor), saw the bike. "Build me a bike that will ride the rails!"&amp;nbsp;Hartley requested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the only way Mr. Hartley's inspectors could perform their rail inspecting jobs was by walking the tracks or firing up a locomotive, neither very efficient.&amp;nbsp;At the&amp;nbsp;height of the industrial revolution however, efficiency could not be thrown under the train. A year later the Railway Cycle Manufacturing Company was founded in Hagerstown, Indiana&amp;nbsp;by the Teetor brothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cycle debuted with much debate. Inspectors were sure biking the railroad would be a hassle. It would be too much work to pedal the bike and just plain inconvenient.&amp;nbsp;However, almost&amp;nbsp;immediately after&amp;nbsp;its debut, the lightweight quad cycle was adopted by railways across the nation and also the mines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With&amp;nbsp;underground tunnels spanning miles, mine staff covered large distances on foot&amp;nbsp;(or perhaps if lucky, catch a passing ore train) to reach different designated working areas within the tunnels. In Telluride, these distances could sometimes&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;more than five miles and increase in elevation by 1600 feet. That's a lot of beat for a shift boss.&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;The rail mounted cycle began use in the Telluride region around the early 1900's, but&amp;nbsp;was abandoned&amp;nbsp;in the&amp;nbsp;1930's.&amp;nbsp;Some thirty years later, the Idarado Mine&amp;nbsp;Superintendent, Dick Swerdfeger,&amp;nbsp;revived the use of&amp;nbsp;a mine bike after walking a visiting geologist through miles of the Idarado Mine. He knew of the quadcycle from early mine&amp;nbsp;drawings, but hadn't known&amp;nbsp;he could&amp;nbsp;order&amp;nbsp;the fantastic invention until the visiting geologist&amp;nbsp;made the connection for him. He put Dick Swerdfeger in touch with the V-Plex Clutch Corporation, the successor to the Railway Cycle Manufacturing Company and makers of the Teetor Light Inspection Car.﻿ ﻿Mr Swerdfeger ordered one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwA5w5cEPxY/TnDpEc2q5lI/AAAAAAAAACE/3K6Mnxs6YtE/s1600/Mine+Bike+small3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwA5w5cEPxY/TnDpEc2q5lI/AAAAAAAAACE/3K6Mnxs6YtE/s320/Mine+Bike+small3.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1919 Teetor Light Inspection Car&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mine bike hadn't been used in the local mines since the depression era, and with industrial improvements on diesel powered mining locomotives, the mining crew was greatly amused by the prospects of running over the Superintendent on his "quadcycle." Determined to prove the crew wrong, Swerdfeger took off on&amp;nbsp;a mine bike&amp;nbsp;pilot test&amp;nbsp;a few minutes&amp;nbsp;ahead of the first&amp;nbsp;morning crew train. Two miles later he&amp;nbsp;arrived at&amp;nbsp;his first stop, the main service raise location. The train arrived ten minutes later with a surprised, and maybe somewhat disappointed crew, saddened because&amp;nbsp;they didn't&amp;nbsp;have the opportunity&amp;nbsp;to give the Superintendent a good bump on the bike tail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1919 Teetor Light Inspection Car&amp;nbsp;now exhibited in the museum&amp;nbsp;was rescued from the Atlas Mine dump above the Ajax mine and donated to us in 1970. Ten thousand rail&amp;nbsp;bikes were still in service in 1971. They often transported more than one mine employee by piling as many as the peddler could withstand on the back platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUN FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Despite&amp;nbsp;an accident that left him blind at the age of five,&amp;nbsp;Charles Teetor's cousin, Ralph Teetor,&amp;nbsp;became a brilliant automobile engineer and&amp;nbsp;invented the speedostat (more commonly known as cruise control). What year did cruise control debut? 1958 on the Chrysler Imperial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Cameo&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit Manager&lt;br /&gt;Telluride Historical Museum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-8702369864829622119?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/8702369864829622119/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/09/velocipede-for-two.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/8702369864829622119" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/8702369864829622119" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/09/velocipede-for-two.html" title="Velocipede for Two" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hG3AO-h3FKI/TnDowXIWNpI/AAAAAAAAACA/SEkfP3ICTgE/s72-c/Mine+Bike+small2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-8377943453771417288</id><published>2011-08-09T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T09:50:21.157-07:00</updated><title type="text">What the heck is it?!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U42jphgohF0/TkAewm1fxUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ce84hNo0axs/s1600/dynacone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U42jphgohF0/TkAewm1fxUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ce84hNo0axs/s320/dynacone.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a bird! It's a plane! It's a Crosley Dynacone! And in 1929, you could have one for $25.00. It was the choice for radio lovers in every modern American household of the period. One could say it was a must have radio accessory, known for its sound reproduction and affordability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August 31, 1920, the first known news radio program was broadcast in Detroit, Michigan. At the same time, Powel Crosley founded the company that pioneered radio broadcasting.&amp;nbsp;The story goes, Mr. Crosley&amp;nbsp;wanted to buy his son a radio for his birthday but the steep price of $130 dollars was unacceptable. Crosley decided to build his own radio for cheaper and when his finished radio only cost him $35 to build, he was inspired to build for the masses. The first mass manufactured radio, the Harko, sold for $9 and became so wildly popular that Powel Crosley became known as the "Henry Ford of Radio." In 1927 Crosley Radio&amp;nbsp;was the number one radio manufacturer in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;During the mid 1920s the Crosley Dynacone amplifying speaker revolutionized the way was radio heard. Radio static was a listener nightmare before the introduction of FM radio in 1933 and manufacturers were constantly&amp;nbsp;challenged to provide clean, clear sound.&amp;nbsp; Crosley once again rose to the challenge and produced an affordable, all American product for every household. Connected to a Crosley Showbox radio receiver, the&amp;nbsp;Dynacone's&amp;nbsp;field magnet technology reduced the static sound of AM radio producing dynamic tone and volume.&amp;nbsp; It not only had enough sound to fill a dance hall but also captivated radio hour listeners. It's not hard to imagine our Crosley&amp;nbsp;enthralling an audience at the Busy Corner Drug Store or even whispering a tune at the&amp;nbsp;Pekkarine Mercantile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like HDTV and plasma picture to today's television viewer, the Crosely Dynacone was an innovation that gave your everyday Joe unsurpassed listening pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-8377943453771417288?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/8377943453771417288/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-heck-is-it.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/8377943453771417288" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/8377943453771417288" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-heck-is-it.html" title="What the heck is it?!" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U42jphgohF0/TkAewm1fxUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ce84hNo0axs/s72-c/dynacone.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-1755309833164806974</id><published>2011-06-14T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T10:27:26.217-07:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;div style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAYIN' DOWN THE LAW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qlUEV6bKv4Q/TfZZtjt_nJI/AAAAAAAAABk/kfHGv2yts9k/s1600/lawmen+mainst+sepia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qlUEV6bKv4Q/TfZZtjt_nJI/AAAAAAAAABk/kfHGv2yts9k/s320/lawmen+mainst+sepia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TELLURIDE LAWMEN, OUTLAWS, and CRIMES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On June 2nd, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Telluride&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Historical&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; greeted the summer with our new exhibit "Layin' Down the Law: Telluride Lawmen, Outlaws, and Crimes." With three years in the making, there was much to celebrate. Artist Rick Unger and musical performer Fred Hargrove worked in collaboration to honor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;an admired and well remembered sheriff from Telluride's history, San Miguel County&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sheriff Guy Warrick. Mr. Unger unveiled his colorful portrait of "Sheriff Guy Warrick, Somewhere in Telluride Time, " for the first time to a host of guests and museum staff. Fred Hargrove wrote "The Ballad of Guy Warrick," which also made it's debut at the exhibit opening. The event packed evening continued on with a Squidshow Theater giving it's captivated audience a show stopping performance of “Cops, Crimes, and Criminals.” Everyone is still talking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AL0I4fBTHyg/Tfd8tsAsHAI/AAAAAAAAABs/QpsxN7_pcao/s1600/Waggoner002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AL0I4fBTHyg/Tfd8tsAsHAI/AAAAAAAAABs/QpsxN7_pcao/s200/Waggoner002.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXOK2MXEQ-o/Tfd8TtdvYxI/AAAAAAAAABo/oouxCMjq0u0/s1600/Waggoner001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The exhibit not only focused on Telluride lawmen and notorious outlaws, but also their outrageous crimes that often gained national attention. The infamous Butch Cassidy pulled his first bank robbery in Telluride, but he wasn’t the only one who looted the banks. Charles D. Waggoner, Bank of Telluride President in 1929, swindled $500,000.00 from the big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/state&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; banks to pay off BOT debts in a time of economic downturn. Accounts of his “Robin Hood” crime could be found on front page newspapers throughout the nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXOK2MXEQ-o/Tfd8TtdvYxI/AAAAAAAAABo/oouxCMjq0u0/s1600/Waggoner001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXOK2MXEQ-o/Tfd8TtdvYxI/AAAAAAAAABo/oouxCMjq0u0/s200/Waggoner001.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AL0I4fBTHyg/Tfd8tsAsHAI/AAAAAAAAABs/QpsxN7_pcao/s1600/Waggoner002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;However, the newspapers withheld all the juicy details that citizens of the time were craving. Debuting on the newsstands in 1924, non-fiction true crime magazines became a popular alternative to newspapers. These magazines gave detailed retellings of murders, swindles and mysterious cases that the papers would not reveal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vGBMAlcfnmY/Tfd81Y0gfAI/AAAAAAAAABw/yUOkZ559uYo/s1600/Waggoner003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Many early issues of crime magazines are now rare and difficult to find. However, with diligent research we were able to locate and bring into our collection four true crime magazines, all of which highlight some of Telluride’s most notable crimes.&amp;nbsp;Seeing all the museum supporters greatly enjoy the entertainment and new exhibit is delightful, but the excitement of acquiring new artifacts to our collections is, well… exciting! They were a&amp;nbsp;rare find indeed!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_v58lFRMVP8/TfeYS5K5SYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/d5uu-HKzyWg/s1600/Waggoner003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_v58lFRMVP8/TfeYS5K5SYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/d5uu-HKzyWg/s200/Waggoner003.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The April 1931 issue of True Detective Magazine features the gripping story of how C.D. Waggoner deceived Wall Street. 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By the turn of the century, riding sidesaddle became a social expectation, an expression of women's modesty. However, the streets were not crowded with side saddling women, as most women couldn't afford a horse of their own. Besides, what woman would want to soil their dress or evening gown riding open when one could sit comfortably in a carriage? None the less, women who did ride often had special clothing for the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does a woman sit on sidesaddle, anyway?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After being hoisted on the saddle by two men, the rider's right leg hugs the top (fixed) pommel, which supports her thigh and the leg then rests along the shoulder of the horse. The lower pommel, or the leaping horn, curves over the top of the rider's left thigh. The leaping horn pivots slightly to adjust to the rider. There is a single stirrup for the left foot. The lower pommel, which gives women more security and movement, was a&amp;nbsp;revolution to the sidesaddle added in the 1830's. This simple addition allowed women to stay on when the horse was in gallop, or jumping. Women then began to take up sporting such as fox hunting and competition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our side saddle dates to 1880's and was originally used by Margaret McKenna at the McKenna Ranch in Cedar, Colorado near Disappointment Valley. While Mrs. Eva Daniels, a school teacher, lodged at the McKenna Ranch, she rode the side saddle to the San Miguel Schoolhouse approximately thirty miles to teach.&lt;br /&gt;It is a western style sidesaddle determined by it's square double skirting and fleece lined underside. The flat seat also gives away it's western origin, and allows for the rider to have more freedom of movement. Something a woman needs on a working ranch, or long rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When did the sidesaddle go out of style?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The single biggest movement that extinguished&amp;nbsp;sidesaddle usage&amp;nbsp;was Women's Suffrage. Mobility was synonymous with escaping a male dominated society. Women desired to escape the social institution that classified women as a lesser gender. Suffragettes rode into the voting booths on sidesaddle&amp;nbsp;then rode out astride to attest their independance. So saddle up, ladies! Declare your independance and ride both sides of life, or celebrate your unique elegance and sidesaddle&amp;nbsp;it with style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Famous Women who rode sidesaddle:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine de Medici&lt;br /&gt;Marie Antoinette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Queen Elizabeth II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Catherine the Great (until she had a portrait painted of her riding aside wearing a male officers uniform!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WCncbKBGP2Y/TaMn3Kov8GI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ex_H4jQNP9Y/s1600/Gladys+and+Goldie.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WCncbKBGP2Y/TaMn3Kov8GI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ex_H4jQNP9Y/s200/Gladys+and+Goldie.JPG" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This photo came to me from the Wilson family. That's Goldie sporting the side saddle and her owner Gladys Wilson enjoying a sunny Telluride afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Cameo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Exhibit Manager&lt;/div&gt;Telluride Historical Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telluridemuseum.org/"&gt;http://www.telluridemuseum.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-2763676862147602944?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/2763676862147602944/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/04/saddle-up.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/2763676862147602944" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/2763676862147602944" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/04/saddle-up.html" title="Saddle Up!" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--szP-vozViE/TZ8uLejWHPI/AAAAAAAAABc/BXSDutmrPiA/s72-c/100_2210_2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-1172846043766205284</id><published>2011-02-23T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T16:34:33.935-08:00</updated><title type="text">What's the special?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpQEiYzcilI/TWWLF8JnRVI/AAAAAAAAABU/vAD_8ls55XQ/s1600/Busy+Corner+1940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpQEiYzcilI/TWWLF8JnRVI/AAAAAAAAABU/vAD_8ls55XQ/s320/Busy+Corner+1940.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Busy Corner Pharmacy c. 1940. Photo courtesy Robert Wilson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;span style="font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In 1921, Frank B. Wilson and business partner, R.W. McAnally, purchased the Baisch Drug Store on the corner of Fir Street and Colorado Ave. They renamed it the Busy Corner Pharmacy&amp;nbsp;and Frank Wilson&amp;nbsp;remained the big cheese&amp;nbsp;at the store until 1965. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The pharmacy was a keystone in Telluride history for more than fifty years and was much more than just some swell place to get your antidotes. Inside the store you could also find cosmetics like liquid pantyhose, buy some “cheaters” (otherwise known as spectacles) grab a snack, get your licorice fix, and have a malted milk shake with your besties.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JDIkaKZ6UCE/TWLZp7IM8GI/AAAAAAAAABM/dGOK9Jl-hFk/s1600/Busy+Corner+Menu001edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JDIkaKZ6UCE/TWLZp7IM8GI/AAAAAAAAABM/dGOK9Jl-hFk/s320/Busy+Corner+Menu001edit.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In the early 1900s a malt &lt;span class="fadewordcontainer"&gt;shop&lt;/span&gt; was primarily offered out of a drugstore. The term malt itself comes from “malted milk.” Invented in the 1880’s, it’s a mixture of malted barley, wheat flour, and whole milk dried to a powder form. Many fountain drinks and malts before 1914 were extracts of various drugs, cocaine and caffeine being the most known, but also various plant extracts. They were dispensed as a flavored effervescent remedy for your ailments, explaining why the soda fountain was introduced in the drug store. However, “giggle water” sales changed when the “Harrison Act” became a law in 1914 banning the use of cocaine and opiates in over-the-counter products. Shortly after, soda was thought to be “habit forming” and the soda fountain lost its popularity, but only for a short while. Advertisers soon coined the term “soft drink,” advertising the new fountain beverages as “not intoxicating.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEZECRzdVlY/TWLZWfGhoLI/AAAAAAAAABI/oAStSwfFcFg/s1600/Busy+Corner+Menu002edit2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; height: 229px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 321px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEZECRzdVlY/TWLZWfGhoLI/AAAAAAAAABI/oAStSwfFcFg/s320/Busy+Corner+Menu002edit2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;By the early 1920’s just about every drug store had a malt shop or soda fountain. They exploded in popularity during this era most likely due to 1919 prohibition. Closed saloons left a social void that the soda fountain hang outs could now fill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;They soon added fare like sandwiches and burgers making the corner drug store the new cat’s meow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This Busy Corner Pharmacy Menu, circa 1924, popped up in our collections as I was scavenging for a small off site exhibit housed in the now empty pharmacy building. It immediately interested me as a token of&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;a youthful past that must have been a real applesauce of a time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busy Corner&amp;nbsp;menu fare in the 20's:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sandwich ........... 25 cents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sandwich spread, peter pan, cheese, hormel ham, or minced ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Milk or coffee with order and tomato juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soda ..................5 cents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Orange-Julep, Root Beer, Coca-Cola, Cherry-Julep, Grape-Julep, Plain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice Cream Soda ....15 cents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Chocolate, Orange-Julep, Strawberry-Julep, other flavors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sundaes .............. 20 cents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chocolate Nut, Orange-Julep, Strawberry, Cherry-Julep, Marshmallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malted Milks ........20 cents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Plain, Orange Julep, Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fancy Mixed Drinks ..... 15 cents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Milk Chocolate, Orange or Cherry Julep, Eskimo Freeze, Milk Shake, Frappe, Parfait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;wouldn't know what to spend my rubes on first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;~ Cameo&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Exhibits Manager&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Telluride Historical Museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="77" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpQEiYzcilI/TWWLF8JnRVI/AAAAAAAAABU/vAD_8ls55XQ/s320/Busy+Corner+1940.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TTMqOGrYnZI/AAAAAAAAABA/rFVXcR07d6I/s1600/74-196-E431TN-edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TTMqOGrYnZI/AAAAAAAAABA/rFVXcR07d6I/s320/74-196-E431TN-edit.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Our Museum is packed with mysterious jewels of history.&amp;nbsp;Mostly, these precious gems&amp;nbsp;were donated from families who have lived in Telluride for generations. Although the family might not know the true origin of an artifact, we can usually trace back at least a hundred years of its&amp;nbsp;history. However, there are instances when an artifact found in collections has no known&amp;nbsp;history or reference of to how it came to Telluride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;During storage organization, I found this beautiful little treasure&amp;nbsp;in a box full of miscellaneous frames.&amp;nbsp;She captivated me, even in the dark corner of the Museum attic. I rushed her out to the light and examined her under spyglass searching for a signature, date, or some indication of who she was. I so desired to throw organizing duties into the wind and bury myself in piles of research. Who was she, who was the artist, was there a &lt;em&gt;Titanic&lt;/em&gt; story line hiding beneath the layers of paint? I set her aside on my desk for days until I&amp;nbsp;could steal any&amp;nbsp;spare moment to uncover her mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;She greeted me daily for weeks. I sent inquiring details to art history scholars, Rennaissance Art experts&amp;nbsp;and to Denver Art Museum curators. The only telling&amp;nbsp;qualities I could decipher were the shoes at her feet, most likely Dutch,&amp;nbsp;and her full round&amp;nbsp;figure reminiscent of&amp;nbsp;17th century&amp;nbsp;Baroque styles.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=958227095491631117#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While these two styles were noticeable to researching scholars, we all questioned the color palette and the bonnet which seems strangely out of context. Among the responses, the most agreeable is that she is not a true 17th century century Baroque work of art, but most likely a late 18th or&amp;nbsp;early 19th century&amp;nbsp;American&amp;nbsp;artist's study. Most American Colonial&amp;nbsp;artists, having limited access to European art, often used black and white engraved reproductions to study from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=958227095491631117#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;Even though Dutch influence is apparent, the&amp;nbsp;painting's current residence, history of our mining town, and&amp;nbsp;her explicit nature led curators at the Denver Art Museum&amp;nbsp;to speculate&amp;nbsp;her be an example of early 19th century American Erotica. Considering a large amount of&amp;nbsp; early Telluride's population was male, I like to think it's possible we had a talented practicing artist who made&amp;nbsp;a living by selling color interpretations of Dutch women on display. But most likely, that's my own romantic novel in the making&amp;nbsp;starring&amp;nbsp;an artist who&amp;nbsp;is madly in love with the model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;If the painting were to ever undergo restoration we might be able to uncover&amp;nbsp;her true identity by revealing the original color palette and painting technique. Until then, she remains an admired mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;~ Cameo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Collections Assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Telluride Historical Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;**Note to readers: Watch for our upcoming "Adopt an Artifact" program and send our Woman of Mystery to restoration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="mso-element: footnote-list;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ftn1" style="mso-element: footnote;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoFootnoteText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=958227095491631117#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Referenced: Campbell,&amp;nbsp;Andrea&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;&lt;a href="mailto:acampbell@randolphcollege.edu"&gt;acampbell@randolphcollege.edu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;gt;. "Mysterious&amp;nbsp;nude" private email to&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:cameo@telluridemuseum.org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;cameo@telluridemuseum.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;gt;, 27 Sept. 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=958227095491631117#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"&gt;&lt;span class="MsoFootnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Placidi, Kathleen&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:kplacidi@sbc.edu"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: small;"&gt;kplacidi@sbc.edu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;gt;. "Mysterious&amp;nbsp;painting" private email to&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:cameo@telluridemuseum.org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: small;"&gt;cameo@telluridemuseum.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;gt;, 27 Sept. 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="1" width="33%" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-4132684538505252417?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/4132684538505252417/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/01/mysteries-of-woman.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/4132684538505252417" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/4132684538505252417" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2011/01/mysteries-of-woman.html" title="The Mysteries of a Woman" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TTMqOGrYnZI/AAAAAAAAABA/rFVXcR07d6I/s72-c/74-196-E431TN-edit.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-3598657446633569022</id><published>2010-12-11T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T13:08:20.373-08:00</updated><title type="text">70's Telluride Holiday Cheer</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The holidays are upon us, and it seems the already bright Telluridian smiles only get wider and brighter this time of year. I saw several big bright smiles during our 70's exhibit opening, as locals who have celebrated 30 plus Telluride Christmases strolled down memory lane. There was a lot of "mountain freedom" story sharing&amp;nbsp;followed by rolls of laughter, and "yeah, we did that!"&amp;nbsp;They bonded over&amp;nbsp;remembering the Roma, Silver Jack, and first ski runs on the new slopes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of celebrating the 70's, I pulled a December, 1971 &lt;em&gt;Telluride Times&lt;/em&gt; from our archives with a striking picture of Linda Schoder's fourth grade class in front of the Busy Corner Pharmacy. They won first prize in a tree decorating contest, and&amp;nbsp;got a snowcat ride to the top of the mountain to see the beginnings of the "Big T" ski area!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TQP01bzVXKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/omCoosS4eUM/s1600/70%2527s+christmas-edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TQP01bzVXKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/omCoosS4eUM/s400/70%2527s+christmas-edit.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The photo reminded me of the camaraderie our long time locals shared while celebrating 70's Telluride, and I thought I'd highlight some of the Christmas events that took place December, 1971:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telluride School children were let out&amp;nbsp;of class&amp;nbsp;in the 70's to decorate the main street trees for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the Christmas social gatherings was the Commonwealth Club party at the home of Alta Cassietto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Day, Telluride Firemen distributed candy to children promptly at noon in front of the courthouse where Santa Claus also promised to appear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Baer graced the piano at the Sheridan for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, one of my holiday favorites...&amp;nbsp;if you wanted to catch a movie, the Nugget had &lt;em&gt;When Dinosaurs Ruled the Earth&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;"Big Jake"&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/em&gt; on the big screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holiday's Telluride! Make it memorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;~ Cameo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-3598657446633569022?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/3598657446633569022/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2010/12/70s-telluride-cheer.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/3598657446633569022" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/3598657446633569022" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2010/12/70s-telluride-cheer.html" title="70's Telluride Holiday Cheer" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TQP01bzVXKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/omCoosS4eUM/s72-c/70%2527s+christmas-edit.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-8715880583554238050</id><published>2010-11-12T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T15:56:29.186-08:00</updated><title type="text">Keeping Time</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TN3OchNUSHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j6vg-NK6kUs/s1600/clock.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TN3OchNUSHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j6vg-NK6kUs/s320/clock.JPG" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This circa 1880 Regulator clock hung in Harry Miller’s Barber Shop in 1904 on Colorado Avenue until it was gifted to Dr. Parker at the &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Telluride&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Community&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;Hospital&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt;. Later, when the hospital became the &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Telluride&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Historical&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt;, Dr. Parker donated the clock so it could remain in the building. Today the clock is on display, albeit without tick or tock, in our gift shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For many years the pendulum sat detached inside the case. Recently, we had it re-hung and the clock appraised for conservation. We discovered it is a Model Regulator clock made by the New Haven Clock Company in &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;city w:st="on"&gt;New Haven&lt;/city&gt;, &lt;state w:st="on"&gt;Conn.&lt;/state&gt;&lt;/place&gt; The clock originally had a pediment on the top and depending on the case design it could have been a buck head or a ladies bust, both popular subjects in 1880’s Telluride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Our Regulator is probably one in a hundred made from the New Haven Clock Company, who was producing over 170,000 clocks a year by 1860! Most likely ours was made in the late 1880’s when Standard Time was introduced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;Regulator clocks were the standard for Railway Stations, Banks, and anywhere time was paramount. The &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Telluride&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Historical&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt; would like to have the clock cleaned so the pendulum will swing and turn the hands of time forward, once again, making history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~ Cameo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Telluride Historical Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Collections Assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-8715880583554238050?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/8715880583554238050/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2010/11/keeping-time.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/8715880583554238050" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/8715880583554238050" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2010/11/keeping-time.html" title="Keeping Time" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TN3OchNUSHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j6vg-NK6kUs/s72-c/clock.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-4199075441764730040</id><published>2010-10-08T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T15:55:21.023-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Trout Lake" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tomboy Bride" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Collections" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Telluride Historical Museum" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Archives Month" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Alex Carriere" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1909 Flood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="History" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beer Train" /><title type="text">The Relief Train</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TK9z3t_uS6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/yQRDlHOBs58/s1600/color_relief_train.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="145" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TK9z3t_uS6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/yQRDlHOBs58/s320/color_relief_train.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For some, inventory can be daunting. For myself, Collections Assistant at the &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Telluride&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Historical&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt;, it is fascinating. Each museum’s collection has its own story, its own local history. Sometimes, even in this small town museum, our own quirky history surprises us with a story&amp;nbsp;and influences others beyond local lore to call upon our stories for a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;During my inventory adventure, I have delighted in many objects from turn of the century. Anything from celluloid vanity sets to dog collars, grand wide brim hats we only see in historical movies, and even late 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century roller skates. But what has caught my interest of late is the story of a flood, a mountain town that was subject to starvation, and a man who thought salvation was beer. Yes beer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Telluride’s most notable historian of the era, Harriet Fish Backus, recalls in her book &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Tomboy Bride&lt;/i&gt; the 1909 Trout Lake Flood that washed out 30 miles of train tracks to Ridgway, the only community about an hour south of town (by car) and the only supply center to Telluride. The flood wiped out telegraph and phone communication, as well as supply lines to the mining town of 5,000 residents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“With the railroad gone and the roads washed out not even wagons could be used.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mules were the only possible saviors of the situation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They could bring in enough necessary rations, it was hoped, to ease the pangs of hunger.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What food the stores had was rapidly disappearing with no means of replacing it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It would be two months before the railroad tracks could be restored.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So French Alec with his mule string was taken from his Tomboy trail and sent to Ridgway for supplies, and all of Telluride eagerly awaited his return.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ten days later Telluride rejoiced when the mules entered the canyon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The first load of food...hurrah!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Telluride, saved by the mules!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For some the joy lasted but for others it burst like a balloon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Each mule carried fifteen cases of beer, and that was all.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Shortly after this incident, Anheuser Busch produced colorful advertising posters of a man and his mule train, packed with barrels of beer, making their way over a trail beside a washed out rail line in the mountains titled, “The Relief Train.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I had recently heard the outlandish tale during one of our historical programs, and chuckled a little to myself thinking, “We should obtain a copy of that advertisement.” J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;ust a few days ago, I came across a 1912 chromolithograph of the advertisement hiding in our archives. As well as the original photograph taken of the “relief train” which looks strikingly similar to the Anheuser Busch interpretation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As a testament to the benefits of inventory, you never know what might be a treasure, even if it seems at first just to be a beer advertisement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;~ Cameo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Telluride Historical Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Collections Assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-4199075441764730040?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/4199075441764730040/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2010/10/relief-train.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/4199075441764730040" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/4199075441764730040" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2010/10/relief-train.html" title="The Relief Train" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TK9z3t_uS6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/yQRDlHOBs58/s72-c/color_relief_train.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958227095491631117.post-7605067322056016124</id><published>2010-10-08T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T09:22:37.776-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Museum" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Telluride" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Collections" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="History" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Artifacts" /><title type="text">Welcome to the Telluride Historical Museum Blog!</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TK9E1_3l1QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wmxHNFvtN0k/s1600/Museum+Old+New+web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="183" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TK9E1_3l1QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wmxHNFvtN0k/s320/Museum+Old+New+web.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In an effort to keep better connected with the community, the staff at the Telluride Historical Museum is excited to start sharing pieces of regional history through our new blog.&amp;nbsp; Please subscribe to our blog to learn more about our rich and colorful history!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958227095491631117-7605067322056016124?l=telluridemuseum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/feeds/7605067322056016124/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2010/10/welcome-to-telluride-historical-museum.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/7605067322056016124" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958227095491631117/posts/default/7605067322056016124" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://telluridemuseum.blogspot.com/2010/10/welcome-to-telluride-historical-museum.html" title="Welcome to the Telluride Historical Museum Blog!" /><author><name>Telluride Historical Museum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009323228268673855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5y9kTO9EOU/TK9E1_3l1QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wmxHNFvtN0k/s72-c/Museum+Old+New+web.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>

