MY WWI SOLDIER GRANDFATHER

My final salute to veterans this month is to my own maternal grandfather.  His

Frank Kargleder

name was Frank Kargleder.  I never got to know him in life, so over the years have tried to learn more about him through my mother’s recollections, photos and historical records.  Mother had a few pictures of Frank in his World War I army uniform and thought he had served in France, but beyond that, we knew nothing about his service.  I attempted to obtain his service records, but found out that they had been destroyed in a fire at the National Personnel Records Center in St. Louis back in 1973.  I had resigned myself to the fact that I would probably never know how and where he had served.  Then, late one night when sleep eluded me, I remembered that veterans who were land owners often filed their discharge papers with the local government in order to obtain a real estate tax credit.  The next day I wrote a letter to the Veterans Service Office of Roberts County, South Dakota, where he had lived and lo and behold by return mail I received a copy of his discharge papers which disclosed a wealth of information. 

His Early Years

Frank B. Kargleder was born June 12, 1892 in Kossuth County.  His parents, Charles and Anna (Rammer) Kargleder, lived on a farm in Lotts Creek township. He was the oldest of seven children.  The Kargleder family lived on the farm until 1903 when they sold their farm land and moved to a farm near Big Stone City, South Dakota.  It was there that Frank finished school.

His Service

He entered the service on October 5, 1917 at Sisseton, South Dakota.  Frank was 25 years old and listed his occupation as a farmer.  His rank is listed as wagoner.  A wagoner was a form of Private First Class with a special skill, an Army teamster.  A teamster is a driver of a team of horses doing hauling.  I cannot confirm where he received his initial training, but it is likely that he went to Fort Funston in Kansas.  There the 89^th Division, American Expeditionary Forces were housed.  Known as the Middle West Division, it consisted of recruits from Kansas, Missouri, South Dakota, Nebraska, Arizona, Colorado and New Mexico. 

Using the facts contained in his discharge papers, I gathered information from reflections of other soldiers and from various sources such as “The People’s War Book,” and the “Kansas 353^rd Infantry Regiment in WWI” as found on FamilyMilitaryRecords.com.  The 353^rd was in the 89^th Division as was the 340^th Infantry in which Frank served.  All departure and return dates of these two regiments matched as did the battles and engagements in which they were involved. 

Company D, 340 Infantry to which Frank belonged departed for France on June 4, 1918.  Upon arrival in France, the Division was immediately ordered to the Reynel training area near Haute-Marne except for the Divisional artillery which was order to Camp Souge, near Bordeaux for training.  The Division remained in the Reynel area until August 5^th when it began its occupation of Lucey Sector which continued until September 12, 1918.

On back of photo:  "A nice little gun
ready for business."

From September 12^th through September 16^th, the Division participated in the St. Mihiel offensive as the right division of the 4^th American Corps and advanced to a depth of twenty-one kilometers including the capture of the towns of Beney, Essey, Boullionvile, Pannes and Xammes.

From September 16^th until October 7, 1918, the Division occupied the Euvezin Sector.  The Division became part of the Reserve Fifth Corps from October 9^th through the 19^th.

On back of photo: "Down along the creek
near our camp there is timber."

On October 19^th the Division moved forward in rear of the 32^nd Division as a part of the 5^th American Corps in the Meuse-Argonne offensive moving through Bantheville Woods and on October 20^th the Division went into the line along the Sommerance-Romagne road just north of the Kreimhilde defense positions.  The Division attacked on November 1^st and continued in the assault until the armistice was signed when it had crossed the Meuse north of Stenay.

On back of photo - "Right on the creek.
Going to catch wet feet."

The Division participated as part of the Army of Occupation from November 24, 1918, until May 6, 1919, when the Division boarded the U.S.S. Leviathon at the Port of Brest, France, and arrived back in the U.S.A. on May 22, 1919.

During its service, the Division captured from the enemy the following:  5,061 prisoners, 127 pieces of artillery, and 455 machine guns.  The Division advanced 36 pieces of artillery.  The Division advanced 36 kilometers against resistance; suffered 1,419 battle deaths and 7,394 wounded; and had one officer and 24 men taken prisoner. 

Home At Last

Frank was discharged at Camp Dodge, Iowa, on June 2, 1919.  He taught school for several years and then later had a pharmacy in White Rock, South Dakota, until he retired and moved to California. 

The effects of the war lingered on.  Frank shared with his daughters that he was a victim of gas warfare during combat.  Gas warfare was employed on a large scale by both sides—initially, with serious effects.  Countermeasures were promptly developed, however, and poisonous gas became a harassing rather than a decisive weapon.  The trench warfare at the time also had to have been a very harrowing experience, leaving grim memories for each veteran to process.    

Frank died November 13, 1971, and was laid to rest in Good Shepherd Cemetery in Huntington Beach, California.  Although I never got to know him or talk with him about his wartime experiences, I am so proud of this brave young soldier and his service in making our world a safer place.

Until next time,

Jean (a/k/a KCHB)

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THE SOLDIER BRIDEGROOM

A few years ago members of the Kossuth County Genealogical Society put together a display regarding Civil War veterans who either enlisted from Kossuth County or settled here after the war.  I was lucky enough to work on that project and learned so much about the sacrifice each and every one of these brave men of the armed forces made to reunite our country.  One story was that of William Cleary, the only Civil War soldier married in full uniform in Kossuth County.  The fact that a young soldier would travel all the way from Georgia to northern Iowa to wed his bride—knowing that he would have to walk much of the way on foot and then a short time later turn around and go back—was such a romantic notion to me that I had to find out more.   It is his story that is told here today.

The Groom

William C. Cleary was born in County Clare, Ireland on August 4, 1838, and came to America with his widowed mother in 1851, settling in Noble County, Ohio.  He went to Wisconsin in 1857 and when the conflict broke out, enlisted in Company C of the 18^th Wisconsin infantry in December of 1861. He participated in many battles including Shiloh, Corinth and the siege of Vicksburg.  He killed a man in the battle of Altoona Pass which haunted him for the rest of his life.  It was shortly after this battle that his company was granted a furlough.  He took this opportunity to travel home with A. W. Caulkins, the brother of his fiancée, to take a homestead in Plum Creek Township and to marry his bride, Mary.  The two had met in Wisconsin and had become engaged before Will marched off to war.  Mary had been only 15 years old at the time of their engagement.

When he returned to his company following the furlough, he participated in Sherman’s march to the sea and took part in the Grand Review in Washington, D.C.

Many years later, William read a paper at the annual meeting of the Kossuth County Historical Society entitled “Reminiscences of Early Algona.”  That story was published in the Upper Des Moines newspaper on December 17, 1913.  I was delighted to find that it described his trip and the wedding itself, as well as recounted a harrowing trip in the early days of their marriage.  Here it is in his own words:

        “By request I am about to give you a few reminiscences of the early days of Kossuth county.

        “In November, 1864, A. W. Caulkins and I came from Altoona, Georgia, on furlough from the army with our guns and equipments.  Cedar Falls being the terminus of the railroad, we walked across the country to Algona.

        “The night of November 28^th, about 10 p.m., we struck Mr. Hodges’ little house, which was the first this side of Luni at that time.  They divided their bed and wanted us to take half, but we refused and took the floor.

        “The next day was Sunday.  We started after breakfast for Irvington and made Dr. J. R. Armstrong’s acquaintance.

        “We reached Algona, stopped at the Harrison house and inquired for Orrin

Caulkins, Mrs. Harrison came to the door and pointed to the town hall, which stood where John Galbraith’s store now stands.  She said, ‘There stands Mr. Zahlten’s team.  Wait till church is out and you can ride part way with him.’  So we waited and he took us home and gave us dinner.  After dinner he drove us up to Mr. Caulkins.’

        “On Dec. 10^th, 1864, Mary A. and A. W. Caulkins, Isabelle Roan and I came down to Father Taylor’s.  We ran into an old fashioned sewing society.  As I remember it, those present were Father Taylor, Mrs. Taylor, Mrs. Stacy, Mrs. Paine, Mrs. Schenck, Mrs. Rist, Miss Delia Schenck, Mrs. Henderson, Mr. Taft, (then city school teacher) and Mrs. Blanchard.

        “The ladies were busy, preparing and making needful articles for sick and wounded soldiers.  After telling Rev. Taylor my errand Miss Caulkins and I were married.  Then they insisted on having our tea with them.  I believe I have the honor of being the only soldier in Kossuth county, who was married while in actual service, and in full uniform.

        “After visiting as long as my furlough would permit, I returned to the war and served till the close of the same.  I received my discharge in July, arrived home in August, and then began putting up hay and getting ready to live on my homestead.

        “When winter came I cut and hauled logs to the sawmill for the lumber to build my house.  I split and made the shingles by hand.  My wife and I started for Waverly with our team to buy windows, nails, etc., to finish the house.   We also bought a bedstead, a stove and a few dishes to keep house with.

        “We drove through to Waverly alright, but a thaw set in while we were visiting friends in Clarksville, and we had to leave our barrel of salt and some other things in order to lighten our load.  Before we reached Butler Center we came to a prairie stream and found it frozen over.  A man ahead of me started to cut a channel through the ice.  I helped with my ax and we soon had the ice cut but could not remove the chunks.  So I thought I would risk it anyway; but I came near losing my team.  We stopped at the first house we came to.

        “Next day, in the afternoon, we came to the west Cedar.  It was out of its banks and all over the bottom.  There was a bridge across the channel, but the bottom was covered on the west side for about forty rods.  So I unhitched the horses and rode the best one through the water to see if I could get the wagon across.  I found a way by watching the current of the water, where it did not come up on the horse’s sides much.  I went back and hitched the horses to the wagon and brought it through safely, but when we reached the dry ground on the hills we saw a prairie fire sweeping down towards us.  So I drove towards the fire, than started a back-fire and drove the team onto the burned ground.

        “By that time it was dark and neither house nor road in sight.  We could see quite a grove up the river, so we mounted the horses and rode towards it.  We came to a fence and followed around it till we heard a dog bark and found a log cabin and a couple of aged Hollanders, who received us very kindly, gave us a good warm meal, a good bed, provided for our horses, and gave us breakfast and a lunch for our dinner.  Those dear old people would not take a cent for their trouble.  We have forgotten their names, but never will forget their kindness.

        “There was nothing more of interest till we left Luni.  We spent the last night out at Luni and crossed the Boone there on a bridge, but could not cross Prairie Creek because of high water, so we followed up the east bank, keeping well away from the stream.  We followed its general course, however, till it spread out into a wide slough, then crossed it somewhere between Corwith and Wesley.  There were no houses on the route.  We wandered around among the sloughs and finally reached Father Caulkins’ about 10 p.m., tired, hungry and glad to get home.”

The Bride

Mary A. Caulkins was born in Bloomington, Illinois, in 1846.  When she was four years old, her family moved to Wisconsin and then in 1862, they moved to Kossuth County.  She began teaching school here upon her arrival.  She was just 16 years old.  After her wedding to William Cleary on December 10, 1864, she continued to teach for a year until his return from the war.  The two farmed east of Algona for a few years, but in 1872 moved into town where Mr. Cleary opened a grocery and general store, Cleary & Caulkins, on State Street just south of the courthouse.  Mary operated a dressmaking business from the store.

Cleary's Store on far right

Their Life Together

William became widely known for his beekeeping skills.  He began keeping bees in the 1880s and continued growing his beekeeping business until his health no longer allowed him to be active.  In 1903 he harvested more than 2500 pounds of honey from his hives and expected a profit of more than $400.  It was noted in the local news of the Algona Courier that “. . . it seems that a few hives of bees yield a bigger income than a quarter section of land valued at $10,000.”  William gave various educational presentations on bee culture at meetings of farm organizations and won numerous awards at the local fair for his honey.

The Clearys were unable to have any children of their own, but they raised three foster daughters as well as fostering many other children for various periods.  The couple also were active in their church—first the Congregational Church and then in 1883 becoming faithful members of the Adventist Church. Will served several terms as an Algona city councilman and as city treasurer.  He was very active in the local G.A.R. organization and Mary worked tirelessly for the Algona Relief Corps.

In 1914 William suffered a stroke, causing paralysis.  Although unable to work, he did recover to the point where he was able to go uptown almost every day.  The couple celebrated their 50^th wedding anniversary that same year with a well-attended reception.  They received a wide variety of gifts including a fine Morris rocker from the G.A.R. post and a sewing rocker from the Women’s Relief Corps.

William’s health gradually declined but he continued his interest in the world around him.  As World War I began to wear down, his greatest desire was to survive to see the war ended.  He realized his wish when, although in feeble health, he was able to celebrate the Armistice.  The very next day he suffered another debilitating stroke and subsequently passed away on November 16, 1918. 

303 West McGregor in 2015

Mary continued to live in their home at 303 West McGregor, sitting at the top of what was locally referred to as Cleary hill.  During the last four years of her life, one of her foster daughters, Dr. Stella Martinson who had settled in Chattanooga, Tennessee, came back to care for her mother.  Mary Caulkins Cleary was unable to leave her home for the final year and a half and she passed from this world on June 30, 1929, at the age of 83.  She was buried next to her brave soldier husband in Riverview cemetery in Algona.

Until Death Do We Part

Although many miles and a war separated these young lovers, this soldier’s determination gave him the energy to travel half way across the country to marry his sweet bride.  It is likely that the moment was never preserved with a photo, but it doesn’t take much imagination to picture these two standing in front of Fr. Taylor and the local sewing society exchanging their vows—the handsome soldier in full uniform pledging his undying love to the girl who had waited patiently for his return—a love that endured until Will's death almost 54 years later.

Until next time,

Jean (a/k/a Kossuth County History Buff)

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WORLD WAR I FIRST CONTINGENT

In less than two years we will be commemorating the centennial of the entry of the United States into World War I.  The U.S. declared war on Germany on April 16, 1917, and later that year, Kossuth County began drafting some of their eligible young men into service.

The first contingent to go consisted of ten men from various parts of the county.  They included Elmer C. Ziegler and Earl Willson from Algona; Charles M. Cawley of Bancroft; Ralph Alden Smith, Robert Axel Haglund, John Sundven, Albert N. Carlson, and Charles Hart of Swea City; and Adam Richard Schimmel and Michael Anton Goetz of Wesley.

All of the men were American citizens with the exception of John Sundven who was Norwegian, but who had applied for citizenship.  He was an experienced soldier however, since he had served two years in the Norwegian infantry.

The men were sent off in style.  Reporting to the courthouse in the forenoon, they were taken for a tour of Algona by car and were admitted to the fair free of charge.  At noon they were taken to the New Algona hotel where they were served lunch at a special table decorated with flags of the allied nations.  Several speeches were given by notable local citizens and many other dignitaries were there to see them off including Algona’s mayor and the Kossuth County Sheriff.  Robert Haglund was put in charge of the group until their arrival at Camp Dodge.  Following the lunch, he lined up the group in front of the courthouse and, led by the band and a group of old soldiers, they marched to the train depot where there was a large crowd gathered to send them off.

A few days after arrival at Camp Dodge, Mr. Haglund wrote about their trip and first few days in camp.  The letter was published in the Upper Des Moines – Republican September 19, 1917.  Here is his story, in his own words:

Camp Dodge, Iowa, Sept. 14, 1917—Mr. Claude Samson, Algona, Iowa,

Dear friend:  I should have written you sooner but it seems like I can never get around to it.  We have been very busy since we arrived and when we do have any leisure time there is so much going on around that you can hardly think.  This certainly is a live bunch of engineers.

Well, we arrived here o.k., but were about two hours late, so I had to feed the boys a couple of times.  It cost me $1.55 at Jewel Junction and $1.95 at Des Moines.  I got bills for both but lost them somewhere in the shuffle.  Some of the boys who were in command had their local board’s meal ticket books with them and returned them after arriving at Camp Dodge, which seems to be a pretty good system.

Cawley was assigned to the Signal Corps; Sundven, Olson and Smith to the infantry supply train, and the rest to infantry.  I was assigned to Co. C, 313^th engineers.

We were put to work Thursday morning, and have been hitting the ball ever since, doing police duty, in the kitchen, inside and around the kitchen, inside and around the barracks. We have been out on two hikes, Monday and Tuesday.  Tuesday’s hike was about seven or eight miles long.   Also drilling in the school of soldier’s squad.  We were examined and mustered in on Friday, the 7^th and vaccinated and inoculated last Wednesday.  I got through in fine shape, but some of the boys got pretty sore, and several got quite sick and fainted.

Camp Dodge

This certainly is some camp.  I will send you a picture of it as soon as I can get one, which you can have framed and hang up in your office.  We have good quarters, and are well fed, so if anybody is worrying about that part they can rest easy.  We have been issued the following equipment so far:  cot, two pair blankets, meat can, knife, fork, spoon, coffee cup, shoes, shirt, hat, four pair socks, overcoat, barrack bag, gloves, hat cord and underwear.

Here are some things that the boys ought to bring with them:  Suit case to put things in, bath towels, hand towels, neckless sweater, shaving articles, tooth brush, clothes brush, hair brush and comb, tooth paste, hand and laundry soap, soap box and some clothes to knock around in that aren’t much good, as a good suit of clothes won’t last very long around the kitchen or coal wagon.  Also a pair of easy shoes.  It is mess, so will have to close.  Again thanking you for the honor conferred upon me as commander of Kossuth county’s first quota, I remain, very sincerely, your friend,

PRIVATE ROBT. A. HAGLUND

Co. C, 313^th Engineers,

Camp Dodge, Iowa.

P. S.  Would like to see a copy of this week’s Algona papers.

As time allows, we will follow several of these soldiers from the first quota to see what happened to them.  It would be wonderful to track down individual photos of these brave soldiers.  If you can share any leads as to how to obtain photos of them, please let me know.

Until next time,

Jean (a/k/a KC History Buff)

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A TALE OF TWO CASUALTIES - FATHER AND SON

During this month of November, I want my posts to honor some of the many veterans from our county who have served our nation.  This post is dedicated to a father and son.

As a young girl growing up in Algona, I very vividly remember hearing of the death of Bill Higgins while he was serving in the Vietnam conflict.  Bill had graduated from Garrigan High School in 1961, just a year after my oldest brother, and was only 26 at the time of his death.  He was the fifth Vietnam casualty from Kossuth County.  He was survived by his mother, Dorothy (McEnroe) Higgins, for whom his death came not only as a crushing blow, but also a cruel reminder of the earlier loss of her husband, Captain William Bigley Higgins, during World War II.  This is their story.

Captain William B. Higgins 

Captain Higgins was born in Whittemore, Iowa, September 30, 1914, the son of William and Elizabeth (Bigley) Higgins.  He graduated from the Presentation Academy and then attended Creighton University at Omaha studying journalism.  After a short stint as a linotype operator, he purchased the Whittemore Champion which he published until he was inducted into the service in March of 1942 with a rating of second lieutenant in the reserve officers’ corps.  He spent time in Fort Benning, Georgia; Camp Adair, Oregon, (where he was promoted to first lieutenant); and Camp Shelby, Mississippi.  In July of 1944, he was home on furlough and spent time with his wife and little son, William Patrick, who had been born May 28, 1943, while the family was in Mississippi.  Dorothy and her son had moved back home to be near relatives while William was overseas.  Following the furlough he was ordered to report to Camp Meade, Maryland, and went immediately overseas to take part in the Normandy campaign.  He was promoted to Captain just prior to leaving the states.

A member of the 69^th Infantry Division of the Army, Captain Higgins was in Germany at the time of his death.  A letter from the front gave details of his death: 

     “We were near Schlieden, Germany, at the time of his death, and we had our Company C. P. set up in a house.  We had not been receiving much enemy fire up to the 11^th of February.
     On this morning, about 10:55, two shells went over the house, landing to our rear.  The captain was changing his socks at the time, and the 1^st sergeant was sitting at his desk in the same room. The phone rang, and it was the colonel seeking information regarding the shells.  The 1^st sergeant got up, went into a rear room, and looked out the window to see where the shells were bursting.

      While the 1^st sergeant was standing there, a fatal shell came in, hitting the side of the house and bursting right into the C. P. room, throwing steel and dirt all over the room.

     Capt. Higgins died instantly, and the 1^st sergeant received many slight wounds when steel flew through the open door towards him.”

The body of Captain Higgins was originally interred in the Henri-Chapelle military cemetery in Belgium.  Several years after the war ended, his body was brought home and buried in St. Michael’s Catholic Cemetery in Whittemore.

A few months after the Captain’s death, his widow was notified that he had been posthumously awarded the silver star for gallantry in action in a battle which occurred just a few days before his death.  The citation read as follows:

  “On 2 February, 1945, Captain Higgins, commanding Company “H,” with complete disregard for constant fire from two enemy tanks covering the approaches to ***, located positions in advance of his own lines and moved the guns into position before final assault on the town began.

    During ensuing attack, his example of cool and aggressive action under fire was an inspiration to all *** troops.  As a result of the close support provided by Company H’s machine-gun fire, the attack was successfully secured.

    The gallantry, leadership, and disregard for personal safety displayed by this officer reflect highest honor upon himself and the United States army.”

Lieutenant William P. Higgins

His son, Bill, grew up in the Algona, was an outstanding football player for the Garrigan Golden Bears, and a good scholar.  He attended Creighton University in Omaha for two years and then graduated from the University of Iowa, College of Law on June 9, 1967.  Prior to graduation, he enlisted in the United States Marine Corps and received his commission as second lieutenant.  He passed the bar exam before leaving for duty.  Lt. Higgins took his flight training at Pensacola, Florida, completing his first solo flight in a helicopter on May 16, 1969.

The lieutenant was then stationed at the Marine base in Santa Ana, California, until October 12, 1969, when he was sent to Vietnam.  The fatal crash which took his life occurred on December 28^th of that year.  A letter from Lt. Col. C. R. Dunbaugh recounted what happened.

    “I had the pleasure on several occasions to have him assigned as my co-pilot.  A more competent, sincere officer couldn’t be asked for.  Earlier the same day of the accident he had flown with me for a short flight.

     “The mishap occurred at night.  The flight was from Hue Phu Bai to the north of Danang to Marble Mountain.  They were under positive radar contact and were flying at 3000 feet of altitude.  Radar observed the aircraft turn to the right of course and fly toward a 3900 foot high mountain.  Frantic calls were made on all available radios from the radar controllers, but no response was observed in the direction the aircraft was flying.  The wreckage was found at the 3000 foot elevation on the side of the mountain.  Search aircraft were immediately dispatched but due to the mountainous terrain and the cloudiness the wreckage was not found until the next day.  The accident board arrived at the conclusion that the aircraft flew into the mountain.  Enemy fire was not a factor. . . Lt. Butler was the aircraft commander and Bill his co-pilot on this flight.”

The body of Lt. William P. Higgins arrived home on Saturday, January 10, 1970.  His funeral was held the following Tuesday and he was laid to rest beside his father, Captain William B. Higgins, at St. Michael’s Catholic Cemetery in Whittemore.

Epilogue

Young Bill would not have had to enter the military.  Because his father had died in the service of the nation, he was exempt from the draft.  However, the call of patriotism was too strong for him to ignore.  His mother later said, “He felt it was his duty.  He wanted to fly.  He wanted to do some things before he sat down at a desk.  I don’t think anybody could have talked him out of it.”

Dorothy Higgins passed away in 2002.  She never remarried and Bill was her only child.

Until next time,

KC History Buff

  

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