Bells began frantically ringing in Sacramento ten minutes past eleven o’clock on the night of November 2, 1852, when smoke was seen billowing from a millinery shop. A gale wind had already risen that night, instantly fanning flames greedily fueled by boards, shingles, canvas, gunny-sacked grains; barrels of liquor, kerosene lamps and tallow candles. Firefighters rushed in, but without cisterns they were helpless to control a crackling, roaring wall of flame that some said was visible from 100 miles away. The inferno blasted sporadically across forty square city blocks, claiming 13 lives, devouring most structures yet by-passing others. Several new brick stores, supposedly impervious to flames, were demolished. More than 80 percent of Sacramento was reduced to rubble; hundreds lost their homes, clothing, provisions and furnishings. The terrible conflagration, known ever afterward as The Great Fire, occurred on election night, prompting many citizens to suspect arson–but this suspicion was never proven.
Vandalism and petty acts of violence had been escalating in Sacramento for months before finally erupting in bloodshed on August 14, 1850, at the corner of 4th and J Streets. The hotly contented issue was property rights, and emotions on both sides were boiling over. A number of Gold Rush newcomers, dubbed “squatters” by existing landholders, contested John Sutter’s land Continue reading August Riots, 1850
The California Gold Rush revived the stagecoach industry, which was waning in New England by the end of the 1840s due to a regularly scheduled, sophisticated system of steamboat transport and the spread of east coast railroads. Continue reading Largest Stagecoach Center in the Nation
Sacramento County’s first sheriff was a young man named Joseph H. McKinney, who was killed in the line of duty during the infamous Squatter’s Riots a mere four months after taking office. McKinney came West in 1849. He operated a saloon named The Gem at 2nd and J Streets Continue reading Sheriff Joseph McKinney
It’s a hotel and restaurant permanently moored at the Old Sacramento Riverfront now, but eighty years ago the Delta King and its twin Delta Queen plied the Sacramento River between San Francisco and Sacramento, with excursions to Stockton on Continue reading The Delta King