Author's Notes on Ghosts in the Gulch

There are many true things in the book Ghosts in the Gulch. If you are local, you can find them, as they reference things that exist today in the Monterey Bay Area. 
Andrew’s story has been updated with some facts. There were three Andrew Jackson Sloan(e)s that served in the Mexican War. One of them later enlisted in the Union Army and died a hero’s death during the Civil War[29]. The second Sloan later became a Confederate soldier and died in September of the same year as our A.J.  His grave is in Arkansas[30]. The third moved to Texas and raised a family, remained and died there at a nice normal old age.[31] 
Recently found was news article on Andrew. He came via wagon train as a guard over Nobles Pass Trail, one of the first wagon trains to try this easier route to Oregon.(see Author's Notes in the book Ghosts in the Gulch for complete citation).  He became an inhabitant of Unionville, Nevada, Humboldt County (now known as Pershing County) and may have mixed with Mark Twain.[see Ancestry.com for citation] His brother Uriah traveled there in 1862 to visit him. 
Research into this family also led to a de-bunking of the ghost sighting that began all of it. It would appear that A.J.’s nephew, Charles Towne, born after AJ’s death, had crossed the road to survey a property he took on as collateral against the credit his grocery store had extended.[32] Since the sighting took place at noon on a weekday, this explained much. Charles Towne’s photograph shows a tall thin man. A prominent journalist of the 20’s and 30’s, Ernest Otto, often described his childhood memories of Charles Towne as clad in rancher’s garb, which ironically is that long coat and wide brimmed hat.
It is Evergreen Cemetery herself, that coughed up the final intriguing clue. Andrew’s headstone alongside his mother’s headstone, appear to be identical in type, carved by the same maker, and set in at the same time. An excavation done this year during a routine restoration verified this. But it was our canine search team that dealt the final card. And that, for now will be revealed as the story's series unfolds. 
(spoiler alert follows)
For example, there IS a French Restaurant in New Almaden just outside San Jose. It HAS been there since 1861. It’s called La ForĂȘt. The wine cave mentioned in the novel exists on the Summit of Highway 17 at ByingtonWinery. It is not old, but new. Go see it! (The wine is not bad either…)
Evergreen Cemetery in Santa Cruz does have a workday, though sadly not with the support of the local Homeless Services Center. The Evergreen Archive Team is tireless and has been actively promoting history and events at the Cemetery. Spooky Tales , an annual event for over thirty years, was retired. It had its final debut that ended with a Zombie Flash Mob. You can book private tours about the cemetery or attend one of our four annual events: Quing Ming (The Chinese 'sweeping of the graves' holiday in April, Memorial Day, Legacy Day in September, honoring our families and their living descendants, and Dia de los Muertos on November 1st. We have volunteer workdays as well and encourage you to visit the webpage. 
 I found and excavated that broken piece of A.J.’s headstone on a tip from an Evergreen historian, Robert Nelson, now retired, and I do volunteer there and help research the many interesting folk interred there. 

Hawaiians have been coming here since it was discovered you could get from Santa Cruz to Hawai’i in 2-3 weeks of sailing. Today, wakas and the outrigger club from Santa Cruz, launch such trips in the summer. Hawaiian culture existed here within the context of its Royalty and sugar wealth, but its members did not garner acceptance.   Even as late as the 1930s, ‘midnight dances’ such as hula,(specifically referred to on the front page of the local paper), were banned from beaches.[1]
Bonny Doon Vineyard’s wine Le Cigare Volant wine is wonderful. You can still see a sculpture made from the wine label drawing called “Le Cigare” on display at a restaurant on “the west side” of Santa Cruz. (The restaurant has changed names twice since the writing of this novel.)
Better yet, buy a bottle at Shopper’s Corner, our local grocer. You can also taste other Bonny Doon wineries at the Bonny Doon Tasting Room in Davenport, right off HWY 1. Stop in and see the One Hundred Year old jail behind it.
Shipwrecks and smugglers’ caves were common place in Davenport and still occur. Abandoned marijuana bales were found recently on one of the local beaches.[2]
Historical events of the time, a wonderful source of inspiration, were blended into this fiction mix.  Fiction allowed me to explore operational theories without having to get what historians like to have: “a triple fact reference”.   For instance, the town of New Almaden was a rich Cinnabar (mercury) mine and was continually the target of lawsuits.  Abraham Lincoln did send the Marshal Service there to seize the mine’s accounts and its operations because he needed the money to fund the Union Army.  New Almaden Mine was making millions of dollars during this time.[3]  The effect the Civil War had upon the West Coast’s economy was immense.
The odd weather patterns of extreme drought to raging, biblical floods were also prominent in Santa Cruz news of the 1860s. In a period of two years, Santa Cruz saw the driest numbers to the wettest conditions, not unlike today.
Russians were here. One guy, Osip Volkov, married into a Rancho family, had a grant, and promptly lost it[4]. You can see the only remaining building of his adobe out at our local State Park called Wilder Ranch. A hotel named The Franklin House was owned by A.J.’s kin, the Harrises, for many years until after two fires that destroyed downtown Santa Cruz, Sophia, AJ’s eldest sister, then a widow, called it quits[5]. The Guild Family, also A.J.’s kin, were active in local industry. Jonathan Guild built many of the roads, especially The Soquel Road, (Now called Soquel Drive) and lobbied for patrols on roadways.[6]
The Confederate Thieves Tom Poole and Captain Rufus Ingram were real. (Their proclivities were unknown). The Corralitos Mountain Arrest took place in 1864. John Adams Hicks, the Sheriff of Santa Clara, did indeed owe his life to a bullet deflecting pocket watch during the arrest of this mountain rebel camp.[7]
The saga of Irishman and Santa Cruz Pioneer William Trevethan is its own story and served to provide me with a lot of inspiration and a possibility of why tensions between the Protestant dominant white culture and the Catholic Latino community existed. William Trevathan is listed on the Santa Cruz Census after his marriage into a Rancho Family as “Guillermo Pacheco.” The name is in parenthesis, but I can only imagine his insistence at being called this was enough for the census taker to write it down.
A lot of truths I found out AFTER I wrote passages, such as the African American cook at the Harris House. During a census check, I noticed that on the census list for the Franklin House, the cook was listed as “negro”.  I made a guess about the plague of caterpillars (worms!) and moth outbreak based on my personal experience in Santa Cruz in 2007 and 2010. It was a shock and hilarious surprise to find a news article in 1864 that mentioned one outbreak!
The US Marshals did conduct undercover operations in the 1850s-1860s. California in particular was an extremely active area.[8] The Marshals seemed a fun and diverse lot, judging by some of the expense reports I have viewed. Furniture in the San Francisco Office seemed to need regular repair or replacement, and one Marshal was constantly buying new suits.[9]
Many folk were using Panamanian isthmus travel in the 1850s, braving yellow fever, dysentery, malaria, and other tropical hazards because they could easily get to California in half the time. The Sisters of Charity, who set up an orphanage in 1862 at the Holy Cross Mission above the current downtown, came that way, as did the founder of the town of Davenport.[10]
The opium smuggling, a gut feeling I had, ended up being true. AFTER I wrote up my scenes, I found documentation that a saloon owner  from Santa Cruz was on the arrest draft[11] for smuggling six crates of opium in November of 1865. This was a problem that continued for many years. Opium was brought in and, well, sometimes seized.
Chinese migratory habits, burial practices, and harassment are well documented in the book Chinese Gold by local Historian, “History Dude” Sandy Lydon. I encourage you to seek out and read this book. Then stop by Evergreen Cemetery, get a tour and see the Chinese Section and its lovely new memorial, alluded to within the novel.
Were the Japanese here in the 1860s? We are not fully sure, though they do appear as servants in later censuses.  Personal experience of the misidentification of Asian peoples accounts for my belief that Japanese were often mistaken for Chinese in an era when both races were exotic and unknown.  Even as late as 1941, my late mother, a Japanese American that went through the war internment process, had a vivid recollection of the Chinese community wearing buttons that stated: “I am Chinese.”  This painful story of mistaken identity and the need to hide within other communities to ensure personal safety still occurs today amoung many visually similar ethnic groups.
A.J. Sloan, according to the news and a wanted poster (on display at the MAH), was purported to have been killed by Faustino Lorenzana and Jose Rodriguez in Arana Gulch, (then known as Rodriguez Gulch[12]), on February 11th, 1865. Faustino Lorenzana was never caught. No one knows where his grave is today.  Jose’s charges were dropped in April 1865. [13] Pedro Lorenzana, who initially confessed that Faustino and Jose had fired pistols and killed Sloan, was thrown off the pier and drowned after a fire broke out in the jail one month after Sloan’s murder. This was alluded to in 1895, after the sighting of an “apparition” near Arana Gulch.[14] Pedro was said to be mentally slow[15] and to this day, has no grave. He was only eighteen years old.
Faustino seemed to be a charming bandit.  He was cornered by Sheriff Albert Jones in 1869[16] but engaged him in conversation; he kept the Sheriff’s horse, and so cool and carefully, (unlike the stories of a quick shooter with a hot temper) sent the Sheriff away on foot with this gentlemanly disarming statement: “It is not my intention to be captured.” Faustino’s  polite theft of the horse,(the horse was returned to Jones) also spoke of a man who did what was known as a “horse rental agreement”, common in Rancho times. According to Charles Keiffer, a Castro Adobe descendant, “It was said that you could go from Rancho to Rancho and never need a horse of your own.”[17]
 Jones, however, after walking twenty miles back to town (and suffering public humiliation that followed), claimed that Faustino ‘confessed’ to several crimes, one of which was Sloan’s murder. Pardon me if I don’t take this ‘confession’ seriously.
 Working in  cemetery exposes you to  paranormal groups. Many were very much interested in promoting fiction rather than fact, yet presented “psychic” impressions as fact. Only one group was interested in the truth, The Santa Cruz Ghost Hunters, who continue to investigate haunted venues, verifying history with compelling otherworldly evidence.

Why did I care? I am not native to the area. I am also not Hispanic or Chinese. Why this man, this place, this cemetery? 
 The Ghost of Arana Gulch showed up in my backyard, three months after moving into my home there. A mom of a toddler at the time, I wrote off this visitation as the result of stress. I kept the story to myself despite the inquiries by my neighbors who asked me repeatedly if I had ever seen the Ghost, alongside a most peculiar comment: “You’d be his type.”
Three months after my sighting, the Loma Prieta quake hit.  A librarian, who was also a neighbor, handed me some information about AJ while we were all waiting for the power to come back on in our neighborhood, post-quake. I kept the odd notes for many years, especially the one that said he was murdered near my property and that he had fought off seven bandidos with a bull whip! 
I was skeptical at first, until I researched the history of my deed. Despite a cynical window clerk at the County Records Office, I did find,  a deed, made at the request of F.A. Hihn, the founder of Santa Cruz. The land was sold to a neighbor, two days after the murder.  One year later, the land was in default and sold off at auction by the US Government. During the review of my own title, I did notice my husband and I signed our papers on February 11th, something that, at the time, twenty five years ago now, I had not given much thought to. That was my first connection with the history of A.J. Sloan. Nine months after that, I had my second child. 
Now, with grown children away, I can finally find the time to investigate this story and find out why I saw what I did. (My sighting is mentioned within the modern story section. You can guess which story might be true or neither…) My connection to Evergreen is increasing with every found headstone, every found document. A.J. is one of the many cases that are “unsolved”. A lot of these cases are intertwined with one another.



Material copy righted 2014 by S.L. Hawke reproduce with permission only.Updated February 2015



[1] Santa Cruz Evening News, Vol 50 No 21 Front page, column 3  June 24 1932
[2] http://www.ktvu.com/news/news/crime-law/alleged-pot-smugglers-busted-santa-cruz-beach/nY6ST/
[3] Lanyon, Milton and Laurence Bulmore, Cinnabar Hills: The Quicksilver Days of New Almaden, Los Gatos, Ca: Village Printers 1967
[4] Poitkriots, Marion D, Don Jose Antonio Bolkoff: Branciforte’s Russian Alcade , Santa Cruz County History Journal # 3, pps 97-100; Museum of Art and History Publications  1997
[5] Evergreen Archives, Harris plot biography files.
[6] Santa Cruz Weekly Sentinel, UCSC Collections, Supervisor’s minutes
[7] Public library
[8] US Marshals history website,  Record Group 21, Records of District Courts of the United States
U.S. District Court for the Northern District of California
Case Papers, Oaths on Appointment, Correspondence, and Financial Records from the U.S. District and Circuit Courts for the Northern and Southern Districts of California, 1850- ca 1930
Boxes 1-24, National Archives and Records Administration-San Francisco
[9]  Record Group 21, Records of District Courts of the United States
U.S. District Court for the Northern District of California
Case Papers, Oaths on Appointment, Correspondence, and Financial Records from the U.S. District and Circuit Courts for the Northern and Southern Districts of California, 1850- ca 1930
Boxes 1-24, National Archives and Records Administration-San Francisco
[10] Interview, Alverda Orlando, Davenport Historian 2013 July
[11]  Record Group 21, Records of District Courts of the United States
U.S. District Court for the Northern District of California
Case Papers, Oaths on Appointment, Correspondence, and Financial Records from the U.S. District and Circuit Courts for the Northern and Southern Districts of California, 1850- ca 1930
Boxes 1-24, National Archives and Records Administration-San Francisco
[12] Surveyors Parcel Map by Thomas Wright, Volume 7 page 254, Deeds of Santa Cruz County February 13th 1865
[13] Santa Cruz Weekly Sentinel, col 1 pg. 2 April 8, 1865
[14] Reader, Phil[14] Reader, Phil Charole http://www.santacruzpl.org/history/articles/66
[15] Ibid
[16] Watsonville Pajaronian, August 26th 1869, Santa Cruz Sentinel editorial letter, August 28th 1869
[17] Keiffer, Charles; Docent tour, Castro Adobe, Watsonville 2014
[18] Evergreen Archives, Tours file, cabinet 2
[19] SC Surf page 1 column 2 7/25/1895
[20] Reader, Phil Charole http://www.santacruzpl.org/history/articles/66
[21] Evergreen docent manual first edition 2002 page 48 (app)
[22] Evergreen Cemetery Roster, current, 2014
[23] The Santa Cruz Sentinel,  Column 2 paragraph 3 1879 Nov 15
[24] Sentinel 1865
[25] Sentinel January 1865
[26] MAH Archives, Branciforte Pueblo papers. December 1864
[27] Ancestry.com
[28] blog
[29] Findagrave
[30] Findagrave
[31] US Census, Fannin Texas 1860,1870,1880
[32] Sentinel, 1893

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