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PILCHUCK JULIA JACK – Mystique and MythsBy Betty Lou Gaeng
What
is the attraction that Julia’s face has had for photographers and for those
viewing that famous image through the years.
Certainly she was not beautiful by the standards set in Hollywood. Rather
Julia’s image as captured by numerous photographers suggests character,
determination, wisdom, and even royalty.
Perhaps that look of royalty is why she has been mislabeled Princess and
even Queen by many writers. From the time of their marriage
Julia and her husband Pilchuck Jack lived in a little house along the Pilchuck
River in the town of Snohomish. They
were both well known to the residents in the area. After Jack’s death in the early 1900s, Julia
continued to live there until her own death in 1923. As noted above, she was often photographed
and many stories were written about her.
Julia was what we call today, a celebrity. In 1993 an original portrait of
Julia by western Washington’s photographer Darius Reynaud Kinsey (1869-1945) had
the distinction and honor of being offered for auction in the United States at Sotheby’s,
the international auction house. Her
image has even appeared on post cards.
By all standards, Julia’s countenance is the most well-known of all the
women of Snohomish County. Possibly that is the reason her mystique has
spawned myths. The most wide-spread and much-quoted
myth is Julia’s prediction of the Northwest’s unusual and well-documented winter
snow fall which began January 31, 1916 and steadily grew worse during February. There is no doubt that both Julia and her
husband Jack being native to the region were knowledgeable about the weather in
Puget Sound country, but whether or not she was actually a special weather
prognosticator is unknown. Actually, newspaper articles regarding
Julia’s prediction of a winter snow storm two-squaws
deep were published early in 1917,
the year following the Northwest’s 1916 severe winter snow storm. An example
was an article in the Edmonds
Tribune-Review, one of several newspapers that carried the story of
Pilchuck Julia’s prediction. Published
February 2, 1917 and enititled Pilchuck
Julia’s Predictions May Come to Pass, the article went on to report as
follows: “Last Saturday evening the betting odds against Pilchuck Julia prophecy
of snow this winter “two squaws deep,” was at least 100 to one against the
prophetess, but presto, Sunday morning people in the Sound country began to
realize that they were in the grip of a blizzard and Pilchuck Julia’s stock
began to climb . . .” Evidently the first of February of
1917 did see a snowfall in the region, but it was not noted as amounting to a
major long-lasting snow storm such as the unprecedented one the year before. Through the years, as with many such stories,
a mix-up regarding dates has spawned the often quoted myth regarding
Julia. Julia’s age is another unknown fact.
Even
her death certificate leaves us in a quandary.
The facts as given state that Pilchuck Julia Jack, the widow of Pilchuck
Jack, died of small-pox on April 24, 1923, and that she was 83 years old, born
in 1843—a three-year discrepancy. One of
her more famous photographs taken in her later years, proclaims 104 year-old Indian woman. This we can very clearly eliminate since if
that were true, she couldn’t possibly have given birth to her son Peter Jack
during 1871/1875. Regarding her birth place, it has
been mentioned she was born on the Tulalip Indian Reservation. However, if she was born before the treaty
signing in 1855, that can’t be true. There was no reservation then. Julia herself stated she had been present at
the signing of the treaty. If her memory
was correct, 1840/1843 for her birth seems possible. She would have been old enough to remember
the treaty signing, and her age would have been right for the birth of son
Peter in the early 1870s. While researching Julia, I came across
an interesting article by Lucius Grant Folsom who had interviewed Julia just before Christmas of 1911. Mr. Folsom titled his article An Hour With a Queen. His opening paragraph states: “Making blankets of dogs’ hair, birds’ down and mountain
goats’ wool is a lost art to Pilchuck Julia, but she knows how to sell fish and
sit for photographs. Moreover she takes
money for both with equal grace and gratitude.
She does not wear a crown of jewels, as has many a queen of less noble
blood and less creditable lineage, nor is she a queen without a realm. I have
lived by the Pilchuck River always, she says.” Mr. Folsom described his first
meeting with Julia. As she put out her
hand to welcome him to her cabin, he noted it was leathery as if from toil and
age. When asked about her husband Jack,
Julia said he was eight years dead and then held up four fingers on each hand. When it was mentioned that she was queen of
the Snohomish Indians, Julia said as if in correction “Pilchuck Jack’s
wife.” Tears filled her eyes
and she wiped them away using a corner of her plaid shawl as she spoke of her
husband Jack. At the time of this interview, Julia
shared her cabin with her daughter-in-law Hattie and Hattie’s five
children. Hattie’s husband had been
Peter Jack, Julia’s only child. Peter
was killed when he fell from a bridge near Snohomish on February 11, 1907 at
the approximate age of 32. Julia
explained each family member’s contribution to the household. Daughter-in-law Hattie cared for the cabin
and for the younger children, two attending school. With much pride she stated that the eldest
“Big Boy” Oscar Jack caught salmon, gathered wood, and cared for the garden,
and she (Julia) then sold the surplus. Julia also showed much pride in her
other grandchildren: Ivy, Ray, Anna and Pete, and the fact that two were
attending school and learning to read and write. She told of how one day they would be able to
write letters and stories, farm, keep a store, make a lot of money, and live in
a nice house. Clearly, the wish of
grandmothers throughout the world—a better life for their grandchildren. Mr. Folsom related an interesting
story told to him of a happening at Christmas time the previous year. Julia’s grandchildren had listened to the
tales of the white man’s Christmas and of the forthcoming gifts, and with
hopeful expectations they were looking forward to Christmas. With but a few pennies she had hoarded for
the occasion and a sack of fish to sell, Julia headed to town. As Julia walked to town with her
sack, she prayed as she had been taught by a missionary priest many years
earlier. She prayed that what she had
would be enough to buy the food they needed with enough left over for presents
for her beloved grandchildren. After
selling her fish, she looked over the items in the store and counted on her
fingers the cost of each item and her own meager money. While Julia was busy making her few selections,
the proprietor of the store chose many items and silently placed them in
Julia’s now empty sack. While doing this
he looked at the customers in the store, who then began adding to the
collection of gifts. When Julia turned
to pay for the few items she could afford, she found her sack heavy with toys,
picture books, candies, food and clothing.
No person could doubt Julia’s surprise and her emotional show of
gratitude. The bag was now so full it was too
heavy for Julia to carry and a young man carried it to her cabin. As her wide-eyed grandchildren gathered around
their little tree on Christmas Eve and saw the array of gifts, Julia uttered a
prayer of thanks. Even though Julia was a well-known
figure in Snohomish, life must have been a day by day struggle for both Peter
and Julia, and more so for Julia after the death of her husband. The loss of her son must have left her
devastated. Those who knew Julia
remembered a cheerful and friendly woman.
Many myths surrounded Julia, but there can be no doubt that the love she
felt for her family was not one of them. Julia is buried next to her husband
Jack and son Peter at the GAR Cemetery in Snohomish. |
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Certificate
of Death for Pilchuck Julia Jack. Certificate
of Death for Peter Jack. Federal
Census Schedules for 1880 and 1910. Register of Indian
Families, Tulalip Indian Agency, 1901 – Tulalip Reservation. The Tribune-Review, Edmonds, Washington,
February 19, 1916 – “Worst Winter Ever Known on Puget Sound.” (Front page)
The Tribune-Review, Edmonds, Washington, February
2, 1917; Editorial by Oscar Grace – “Pilchuck Julia’s Predictions May Come to
Pass.” |
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