Left New Braunfels and drove through Solons, Comal, Selma, Fratt and San Antonio. Ate dinner there and stayed about 3 hours, while Mr. McElhany fixed the car and we waited for a telegram from Harding. Left there and drove through Elmendorf, Saspanaco, Calaveras, and stayed all night in Floresville. Had fairly good roads. – Lena Bevers
This morning my mother and I began the day by driving to Gruene, which is not far from New Braunfels. We had not gone there yesterday because we passed by too late in the evening. Gruene is a small community, but has a very attractive historic area.
Through Solms and Comal we drove on a road that was at one time the Camino Real or King’s Highway, and we located an historical marker that was placed on the highway in 1918. A plaque at Comal gave additional information about the road, calling it the Post Road. Perhaps Lena and Herbert and their family were driving on this road. Shortly after leaving Comal, we had to get on Interstate 35 to continue our drive. Selma and Fratt are suburbs of San Antonio.
Lena wrote in her travel log that Mr. McElhany had to have his car fixed in San Antonio and they also had to wait for a telegram. Although it is not known whether the two automobiles drove into the center of San Antonio when they were passing through, my mother and I decided to visit The Alamo before proceeding south. In the article below about San Antonio, The Alamo is cited as the heart of the city in 1920.1
Between San Antonio and Floresville, there were three small towns. None of them had historic areas that we could identify.
Started out early and drove to Taylor and had
breakfast. We drove through Hutto and
Round Rock. We stopped to have Mr.
McElhany’s car fixed, the wheels were out of line, so the rest of us went out
to the River and washed out some clothes, and ate dinner out there. Left about 1 o’clock and drove through
Austin, Buda, Kyle, San Marcos, Gruene, and stayed all nite in New Braunfels. Had fine roads. – Lena Bevers
The traveling party had stayed the night in their cars, so on November 3, 1919 they departed early and had breakfast in Taylor, then headed to Hutto and Round Rock. Mr. McElhany’s wheels needed to be aligned. While that was being done, the rest of the party went to the river and washed their clothes, and they ate their dinner. North of the town of Round Rock is a stream called Brushy Creek. Presently, there is a lovely park along Brushy Creek, named Round Rock Memorial Park. After seeing the two short blocks of historical buildings in Hutto, my mother and I had a late picnic lunch in the Round Rock park along with many families who were enjoying a warm (but not hot), clear and dry fall day.
Based on the map of Austin above, which shows the route entering Austin from Taylor on Guadalupe Street, and the location of the bridge that crossed the Colorado River, it is very likely that Herbert Bevers and Mr. McElhany drove past the Texas State Capital. This is the route my mother and I took to pass through Austin. We crossed the Colorado River at the same point that is shown on the map above, but I haven’t researched enough to say whether the bridge is the same one that spanned the river one hundred years ago.
By the time we were out of the suburbs of Austin, the sun was low in the sky. Traveling on the city streets was slow. Also, daylight savings time had ended the night before, and we had not taken into account that it would get dark an hour earlier. We took a few pictures in Buda, south of Austin, and then decided that we needed to head to the motel, instead of going to the historical districts of Kyle, San Marcos and Gruene. For much of the way to New Braunfels we drove on the frontage road of Interstate 35. Some of the time it was faster driving on the frontage road, because there was too much traffic on Interstate 35 and the vehicles were driving slowly. When we arrived at our motel at 6:30 PM, it had been dark for at least half an hour.
Even though the caravan had a delay in Round Rock until 1:00 PM, they covered a lot of miles on this day. From Taylor to New Braunfels, it was about 75 miles. Lena notes that they “had fine roads.” The introduction to Route 779 in the 1920Blue Book explains why the roads were so “fine” in this area. There was Tarvia on the roads from Austin to Buda (15 miles).4 The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines tarvia as “a viscid surfacing and binding material for roads that is made from coal tar – formerly a U.S. registered trademark.”5
Left Bartlett and went a round-about way to
Granger and from there a round-about way to Taylor. Ate a lunch on the road for dinner. Got stuck twice quite bad. Had supper at a farm house and stayed all
night in our car. – Lena Bevers
On November 2, 1919 the roads were in no
better condition than they were the day before.
Again Herbert Bevers’ car got stuck in the mud, very severely. Lena recorded that they took round-about ways
to Granger and to Taylor, Texas.
According to The Official AutomobileBlue Book 1920, the
distance between Bartlett and Taylor using Route 778 was about 18 miles.1 This was the shortest number of miles that
they traveled in one day. When they
drove through Granger, they had brick paved streets to drive on. It was unusual for a small town to have paved
roads at that time.
Since we arrived in Taylor yesterday, my
mother and I took a long side trip to visit two of my daughters in Houston,
Texas. We’ll stay overnight and return
to the route at Taylor tomorrow.
Left Troy and had muddy roads, got stuck four
times. Drove through Temple, Little
River and got to Bartlett and stayed all night in our car. – Lena Bevers
The introduction to Route 778 in the The
OfficialAutomobile Blue Book 1920 describes the roads from Waco to
Austin, Texas: “Most of the road has been gravelled but heavy rains have
washed the lowlands leaving several dirt stretches which become mires in wet
weather.”1 Lena and
Herbert Bevers and their children became well-acquainted with the mires on this
route. They got stuck in the muddy roads
four times on November 1, 1919.
Due to the terrible condition of the roads
they were only able to travel about 32 miles.
After leaving Troy, they came to the large town of Temple. In this town, the headquarters of the Santa
Fe Railroad’s Southern Division was located, so the train depot was much larger
than other depots in smaller towns. The
Santa Fe Depot currently houses the Temple Railroad and Heritage Museum. My mother and I toured the museum, which
elicited many questions in our minds about Willis and Arthur Bevers experience
as they traveled with the Bevers’ cattle and horses from Watertown, South
Dakota to Raymondville, Texas.
Upon exiting Temple, we took Texas State Highway 95 south to the small towns of Little River and Bartlett. This highway roughly follows the route that Herbert and Mr. McElhany were on one hundred years ago.
Evidently, there were no accommodations available in Bartlett, because Lena wrote that they stayed in their cars for the night. There currently are no motels in Bartlett either, so we drove further south to Taylor, Texas to check into a motel we had reserved online. We arrived in Taylor about 3:00 PM.
Finished fixing the car then left Hillsboro and had 3
miles of mud. Had to be pulled with a
team for 1/2 mile, cash $10.00. We drove
through Abbott and ate dinner in West.
Had paved road to Lorena, 15 miles.
We drove through Waco, Lorena, Bruseville, Eddy and stayed all night in
Troy. – Lena Bevers
To start out the day of October 31, 1919, the repairs to Mr.
McElhany’s car had to be completed.
Florence Bevers wrote in her travel log: “Left Hillsboro and went out
and finished Cornies car ….”1 Perhaps Mr. McElhany’s car had been left on
the road the evening before, so in the morning they had to go back to where it
was to finish working on it. Florence’s
notation using the name “Cornie” is a clue to what Mr. McElhany’s first name
was. Possibly it was a nickname for
Cornelius or for Clarence (In The First 100
Years in Codington County, it states that a Clarence McElhany moved
to Texas about the same time as the Bevers did.2)
When the car was fixed, Herbert and Mr. McElhany resumed
driving, but their progress was impeded because the road was muddy for three
miles. The Bevers’ car got stuck in the
mud, so a team of horses was hired to pull the car for half a mile. It cost $10.00 cash to hire the team. One of Lena and Herbert’s grandsons states
that he was told the following about this experience: “The car that got towed
into town … by horses was the Model A.
But it really wasn’t broke down after all. They thought it had a broken axle but it was
in the mud up to the hubs and the wheel was spinning in the air. A costly mistake, $10 in those days would be like
$150 now for the tow.”3
After they reached a better road, the two cars went through
Abbott and then stopped in West where they ate dinner. My mother and I got on the road about 10:00
AM today, using the frontage road that runs alongside Interstate 35. We passed through Abbott and West within the
In the running directions above, at mile 76.3 the town of West is listed, indicating that the train station is on the right. When we drove around West, we found the station.
When the Bevers family arrived in Waco, Texas they needed to cross the Brazos River. The 1920 Waco City Map below shows the location of the bridge they crossed at Washington Avenue. “Waco’s Historic Suspension Bridge was the longest single-span suspension bridge west of the Mississippi when it was completed in 1870. The bridge was built with cable supplied by the John Roebling Co., who built the Brooklyn Bridge in New York City. Crucial to traders and travelers for well over a century, the bridge stands as an icon of Waco history….”5
Waco is a city with modern freeways, and we found a lot of construction going on. My mother and I tried to follow Business U. S. Highway 77 into Waco, but we soon had difficulty identifying the route and we ended up passing the street that we wanted to take. Eventually we found ourselves on a bridge crossing the Brazos River. Due to lanes merging and stopped traffic, it took about 15 minutes to cross the bridge. We had wanted to go to a park along the river before crossing the bridge where we could see the Suspension Bridge. While we were sitting on the bridge in traffic, we saw another bridge to the west and thought it was the Suspension Bridge, so when we finally got over the bridge, we headed for a park on that side of the river to take pictures. It wasn’t until we got to the motel that I realized that the bridge I took a picture of wasn’t the Suspension Bridge after all.
ALICO Building which was constructed from August 1910 to October 1911 claimed
to be “the highest and most beautiful building in the south”; having twenty-two stories, the building
was once the tallest in Texas and the tallest west of the Mississippi.10
We were happy to leave the traffic of Waco and head south
again on the frontage road of Interstate 35 to stop at each of the towns that
Lena mentioned in her travel log: Lorena, Bruceville, Eddy and Troy. Bruceville and Eddy became one community in
the mid-1970s and is now called Bruceville-Eddy.
The Bevers family ended their day in Troy. When we were in Troy, there was no motel, so
we decided to drive further south on Interstate 35 to Temple and stay in a
motel there, arriving about 3:15 PM.
B. Winkelmann, Our Trip to Texas [Transcription of Our Trip to Texas by Florence Bevers, 1919] (unpublished, n. d.): 4.
“Robert Mc Elhany Family,” In The First 100 Years in Codington County, South Dakota, 1879-1979, by Codington County History Book Committee (Watertown, South Dakota: Watertown Public Opinion Print, 1979): 261.
D. L. Bevers, Herbert and Lena Bevers trip to Raymondville Texas [Transcription of Our Trip to Texas by Lena Bevers, 1919] (Unpublished, n.d.): 4.
Left Lancaster and had fine road for about 40
miles, and then we had rough roads. Ate
dinner in Hillsboro. Got 4 miles from town and a spring broke on McElhany’s car
so we had to go back and stayed all night at Hillsboro. – Lena Bevers
My mother and I started our tour today in Lancaster, Texas, at the town’s lovely little town square. In the center is the town well which is surrounded on four sides by small historic buildings. A town clock and a walkway lined with trees invites shoppers to sit and rest awhile.
From Lancaster, we set out on U. S. Highway 77 which approximately follows the route the Bevers family would have taken. Florence recorded that they traveled through Red Oak, Waxahachie, Forreston, Italy and Milford on the way to Hillsboro.2 We stopped in Waxahachie, which is the county seat of Ellis county. According to our AAA TourBook for Texas: “it is a town where the gingerbread of Victorian-era buildings sates even the most jaded architectural palate. Twenty percent of the Texas buildings listed on the National Register of Historic Places are in Waxahachie. The 1895 Ellis County Courthouse, one of the most photographed structures in the state, is a red sandstone and granite edifice decorated with ornate capitals, carved by expert Italian artisans.”3
After leaving Waxahachie, we didn’t see anything notable in the small towns along U. S. Highway 77, except a few buildings in Forreston.
Our next stop was in Hillsboro, Texas, where we found another outstanding courthouse. It isn’t the same one that was standing when Lena and Herbert traveled through Hillsboro. “Just over a century after Hill County’s grand 1890 courthouse opened, it burned to the ground. A 1993 fire gutted the modified Second Empire-style edifice designed by noted architect W. C. Dodson. With help from native son and music legend Willie Nelson, the county rebuilt the three-story courthouse topped by a seven-story clock tower. Today it’s the heart of a vibrant downtown with an 1870s rock saloon, a Renaissance-Revival library and reportedly the oldest pharmacy in Texas. Nearby neighborhoods of Queen Anne homes testify to the 19th-century prosperity of this cotton and railroading town.”4
Once again Mr. McElhany’s car had trouble, Lena wrote that a spring broke when they were four miles south of Hillsboro. They turned around and found a place to stay in Hillsboro, so that is where we stayed also. We arrived at our motel at 1:30 PM, ate lunch near the motel, then went to the historic district to take pictures. The weather was unusually cold today, with rain and wind. It was unpleasant each time I got out of the car to take pictures, and to fill the car with gas – but the cold weather didn’t stop us from getting our favorite dessert this evening: ice cream.
Left Denton and had fairly good roads to Fort
Worth where we ate dinner. Had paved
road most all the way to Lancaster where we stayed over night. – Lena Bevers
On October 29, 1919 the Bevers family headed south from Denton to Fort Worth, Texas. Florence wrote that they went through Roanoke on their way.1 When my mother and I started out from Denton, we entered the address of Fort Worth Stockyards Historic District in a navigation devise. Soon we realized that the devise which directed us to take Interstate 35 was not taking us through Roanoke. We reverted to using our sheet map so that the route we took would be more like the route that Herbert and Mr. McElhany took. We found Roanoke’s Historic District to be very attractive. In addition, a new city hall was completed just last February, which is architecturally as impressive as the government buildings of the late eighteen hundreds.
Following our drive through Roanoke, we resumed our drive to Fort Worth. We decided to stop and look around the historic part of the city at the stockyards. Fort Worth was a very large city one hundred years ago, with a population of about 94,500.3 It is impossible to know which streets the Bevers family used, so it is unknown whether they would have driven past the stockyards. A highlight of our tour of that area was watching a genuine cattle drive. The cattle drive is not long, but it’s quite impressive to watch those huge longhorns pass by.
Lena mentions that they “had paved road most
all the way to Lancaster.” The Official Automobile Blue Book 1920provided
this information: “Good roads have been the hobby of the people of this
vicinity and as a result one of the finest systems of public highways known has
been extended all over northern Texas, with main roads leading to every other
important city of Texas and the southwest.”9 Route 751
above is the route the Bevers family would have traveled from Fort Worth toward
Dallas (although they didn’t go all the way into Dallas, they went to Lancaster,
south of Dallas). The highway running
between these two cities was called the Bankhead Highway.
“This historic route, established in 1919 and considered
the first paved transcontinental highway, connected Washington, D.C. with San
Diego as part of the National Auto Trail system. The Texas segment was pieced
together county by county, entering from the east at Texarkana swinging down to
Dallas and making its way across Texas to exit at El Paso. Counties and towns
competed heartily for the right to install the first paved automobile road and
the economic boost that would arrive across those bricks and cement.”10
In the introduction to this route, there is a
statement that they would be driving through “very pretty farming country.”11 Today when my
mother and I drove this route, we only saw a very small section of farm
land. Nearly all of this area is
suburban commercial businesses and shopping centers. We also passed a metropolitan sports arena.
Two days prior to this one a hundred years ago, the two-car caravan stayed overnight in the town of Van Alstyne, which is north of Lancaster, on the north side of Dallas. By traveling to Pilot Point, Denton and Fort Worth and then going to Lancaster, they added about 70 miles to their trip. They could have driven directly south through Dallas to reach Lancaster. It is not known why they didn’t choose to do that.
B. Winkelmann, Our Trip to Texas [Transcription of Our Trip to Texas by Florence Bevers, 1919] (unpublished, n. d.): 3.
Left Van Alstyne and had fairly good
roads. Ate dinner at Piolet Point. Stayed all night at a Private House in
Denton.– Lena Bevers
After breakfast at the motel, my mother and I headed south from Sherman, Texas, on U. S. Highway 75 which roughly follows the course of the King of Trails Highway, starting at Atoka, Oklahoma. When we got to Howe, we took a road that runs parallel to U. S. Highway 75 instead of driving on the freeway. Shortly we came to Van Alstyne, the town where the Bevers family had stayed overnight the prior night a century ago. The historic district is only a few streets and it is well-maintained. I had been seeing signs in Oklahoma and Texas for “fried pies.” There on an historic street was a shop selling fried pies, so I went inside to try out a couple pies. I ordered a Cherry one and one called Sawdust, which had a filling of chocolate chips, pecans, coconut and graham cracker crumbs. The crust on both was light and flaky, and the fillings were delicious.
From Van Alstyne, Herbert Bevers and Mr. McElhany started driving west instead of south. Florence Bevers states in her travel log: “Left Van Alstyne and had to leave our trail and go around bout way to Gunter, Tioga and ate dinner in Piolet Point.”1 No explanation is given by Lena nor Florence as to why they had to leave the King of Trails Highway. The region they were traveling through is now called North Texas Horse Country due to the large horse ranches in the area. It is promoted for its scenic drives. The scenery for us as we drove by the ranches and farms was muted because of the low clouds and mist.
Florence wrote: “There was a young fellow – his Mother and
Sister from Nebraska with us all day and were going to stay with us till San
Antonio but in the morning we lost them in Denton.”2 Possibly, they lost the young man’s car because
the city was large, having a population of 7,626 in 1920.3 When the Bevers family entered Denton, they
were driving on unpaved streets. The
first paved street in Denton was Hickory Street at the Courthouse Square, which
wasn’t completed until 1920.4
After eating a quick lunch in Pilot Point, we headed south on
U. S. Highway 377 towards Denton. The
Denton County Courthouse-on-the-Square Museum has exhibits in the courthouse even
though the historic building still holds county offices. We meandered through
its halls and rooms, then took pictures around the square. Lena says that they spent the night at a
private home. We ended our drive at a
motel along Interstate 35 East at 3:00 PM.
B. Winkelmann, Our Trip to Texas [Transcription of Our Trip to Texas by Florence Bevers, 1919] (unpublished, n. d.): 3.
Left Caddo and had fine roads all the way. Ate dinner in Denison while Mr. McElhany got his car fixed. It would not run good. Left there and drove to Van Alstyne where we stayed all nite. – Lena Bevers
After two and a half days of rainy and
overcast skies, we started our journey today with sunshine and light breezes –
a beautiful day for searching for landmarks of Herbert and Lena’s trip to
Texas. Our first stop was in Caddo,
Oklahoma, where the Bevers family spent the previous night one hundred years
“Caddo’s druggist, William Frances Dodd was an ardent supporter of
the [Jefferson] highway and worked diligently throughout the process of
creating and building the road. He must have felt great pride and satisfaction
when he saw its completion and watched people use it. Hundreds passed through
Bryan County on ‘sociability runs’ and many stopped in Caddo to visit, give
speeches, and spend money. Mr. Dodd and his lovely wife participated in several
of the excursions, joining with friends here and continuing to New Orleans. He
and his wife were well-known figures at meetings and conventions. Sadly, Mr.
Dodd died suddenly in his pharmacy in 1924.”1
“As automobile ownership became more common, automobile
associations, such as the Jefferson Highway Association, formed to promote
automobile use and the needs of drivers for good roads.
“These associations organized and hosted sociability
runs/tours, which were primarily taken to bring distant communities closer
together. They also afforded auto owners an opportunity to drive to see what at
that time were considered ‘novel’ places.
“Two notable social runs traversed the approximately
2,300-mile distance of the Jefferson Highway. The first occurred in July 1919.
Participants traveled from New Orleans north to Winnipeg, Canada. The tour was
organized by J. D. Clarkson, the general manager of the Jefferson Highway
Association, and was called the “Palm to Pine Sociability Run” in honor of the
designated starting and finishing points of the run. …
“… Communities along the touring route were urged to host
celebrations in honor of the motorists. They were also encouraged to send
motorists to meet the touring party before entering a community. Newspapers
along the route featured stories about the tour and community events organized
in their honor.”2
In Florence Bevers’ travel log, she records that the two-car caravan went through Durant, Calera and Colbert on their way to Denison.3 When my mother and I left Caddo, we decided to follow the route that the locals take to Durant, Oklahoma. Writing about the Jefferson Highway, Caddo’s city website states: “The ‘old highway’ is still a popular way for locals to travel to Durant and avoid the busier [U. S. Highway] 69/75.”4 On Google Maps, the road to which the Caddo city website refers is Caddo Highway or Old Highway 69. (The original Oklahoma portion of U. S. Highway 69, which was given this numbered designation in 1925, was the Jefferson Highway.5)
The people of Durant are proud of their historical district. We found several streets with well-maintained historical buildings.
Below are the running directions of Route 721 in The Official Automobile Blue Book 1920, explaining the route to take from Durant, Oklahoma to Denison, Texas. A few miles after Colbert, the automobiles had to cross the Red River on a toll bridge.6 This was the third toll bridge that they crossed. The other bridges were at Omaha and La Platte, Nebraska. The toll for this bridge was 25 cents per car. The bridge is no longer in use. We traveled on a modern bridge to the north of Carpenters Bluff Bridge. Lena mentioned in her travel log that Mr. McElhany got his car fixed in Denison, Florence explained that the engine was not running right. At the bottom of the running directions there are two garages noted.
Upon entering Texas, the speed law was: “Reasonable and proper. Public highways 25 miles per hour; in or near built-up sections, 18 miles per hour; business districts, 15 miles per hour.”7 When the Bevers family arrived in Denison, they had their dinner, so that is where we ate as well. Many of the restaurants were closed because it is Sunday, but when we inquired about a restaurant at a gas station, a local resident directed us to a very nicely restored burger place.
At Denison, Jefferson Highway veered off to the south east, headed for New Orleans. The King of Trails Highway continued south from Denison to Van Alstyne. The Herbert Bevers and Mr. McElhany continued following the King of Trails Highway to Van Alstyne where they stayed the night. My mother and I didn’t find a motel in Van Alstyne when we were using an online travel website, so we chose to stay in Sherman, Texas instead.
Left McAlester and drove through Brewer,
Kiowa, Chockie, Flora, Stringtown, Atoka.
Stayed all night Caddo. – Lena Bevers
The drive for the Bevers family on October
26, 1919 was one of the shorter drives that they made up to that point. Florence Bevers explains the reason: “Left
McAlester and had terrible roads. Broke
a spring and had 2 blowouts, 2 [punctures] within one and one-half miles. Got to town and put 2 new casings on and had
no more trouble all the way. Ate our
dinner on the road side and had rough and muddy roads all the way. McElhaney got stuck twice. Stayed all night in Caddo and Pa got a new
spring for the car and put it on.”1
Herbert Bevers and Mr. McElhany again used
the King of Trails/Jefferson Highway.
They started in McAlester and traveled through several small towns. Some of the towns are no longer in existence. My mother and I could not find Brewer nor
Chockie, and when we looked for Flora, we only saw a correctional
facility. At Kiowa and Stringtown we
didn’t find any historical buildings.
The running directions of Route 916 of The Official Automobile Blue Book 1920 mentions passing the court house in Atoka.3 Below is a picture of the Atoka County Court House, which was constructed in 1913.4 It was six years old when Lena and Herbert passed it. This court house was used until 1962, so we did not see it when we drove down Court Street.5
My mother and I could not locate a motel in
Caddo, Oklahoma when we were using an online travel website, so we made our
reservation in Atoka instead. We left
McAlester at 11:00 AM and arrived in Atoka at 1:00 PM, so we decided to take a
scenic drive on the Indian Nation Turnpike and returned to Atoka at 4:00 PM.
B. Winkelmann, Our Trip to Texas [Transcription of Our Trip to Texas by Florence Bevers, 1919] (unpublished, n. d.): 3.