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Arkansaw Traveler

 
 

This lithograph depicts the story of the Arkansas Traveler.  The original

artist was Edward Payson Washburn who died at the age of 28 years old.  Edward was the son of Cephas Washburn, the Baptist Minister, who was passing through on his way to the Dwight Mission in Russellville.

 
From Kay Tatum:

The story and melody were composed by Colonel Sandford C. Faulkner (1803-1874).  Faulkner, a prominent planter was inspired by a conversation with a backwoodsmen in 1840.  Faulkner's name was so recognized during his lifetime that the manager of the old St. Charles Hotel in New Orleans lettered "The Arkansas Traveler" in gold gilt above the door of the room reserved for him.  The tune and dialogue were used in a play, called Kit, the Arkansas Traveler, that delighted New York audiences of the 1880's.  Sandford Faulkner is buried at Mount Holly Cemetery with the musical notes of the Arkansas Traveler inscribed on his headstone.

The story:  A lost traveler in Arkansas backwoods in the rain, with darkness falling and needing food for himself and his horse and shelter for the night came upon a crude cabin with an elderly gentleman sitting outside with his hound dog and playing a tune over and over on his fiddle.  The Traveler asked the Squatter for shelter to which the Squatter replied while continuing to play the tune on his fiddle, "Ain't got no room and the house leaks.  Me and the old woman sleep in the only dry spot in the house."  So then the Traveler asked for food to which the Squatter replied while playing the tune over and over, "Ain't got no extra food, got me 12 youngin's."  Then the Traveler asked why he didn't fix the roof if it leaked.  The Squatter told him that it was raining so he couldn't fix the roof (all the while repeating the tune).  The Traveler said "Why don't you fix the roof when it isn't raining?" To which, the Squatter replied "Cause it don't leak when it ain't raining."  Frustrated with the old man, the Traveler asked the Squatter why he was playing the tune over and over to which the Squatter replied, "Only heard it yesterday, fraid I'll forget it."  The Traveler then asked why he didn't play the second part of it.  "I ain't got no second part" the Squatter replied.  The Traveler told the Squatter that he knew the second part of the tune.  The Squatter jumped up and began to dance, the sleeping hound awoke and the children joined the dancing and the old woman smiled at the door.  "Come in stranger, sit down, and join us for supper," the Squatter excitedly announced.  He shared his food, and his whiskey, fed the stranger's horse and invited the stranger to sleep in the dry spot that night.!

 

 
 

 

 
 

Arkansaw Traveler

 

Arkansas Democrat - 1936:

Legend Offers Only Light About Origin of Popular Song, “Arkansaw Traveler” 

An Arkansas Traveler, who had become lost in the mountains, discovered a Squatter seated upon a whiskey barrel near the door of his dilapidated cabin, and playing a fiddle. 

In the doorway were the Squatter’s wife, Sall; four of his younger children, and the eldest daughter, while seated in an ash-hopper a few yards away was the eldest boy.  A whiskey sign was over the doorway.  

The Traveler asked for whiskey and was told the Squatter had drunk the last that morning.  He asked for food and was informed “there wasn’t a d-d thing in the house.”  He asked for shelter and found there was only one dry spot in the house. 

Nor did the Squatter have food for the Traveler’s horse. 

During the conversation, the Squatter continued part of a tune over and over again on his fiddle until the Traveler said: 

“Why don’t you play the balance of that tune?” 

To which the Squatter replied: 

“It’s got no balance to it.” 

“I mean why don’t you play the whole of it?” 

The Squatter paused in his fiddling. 

“Stranger, can you play the fiddle?” 

“Yes, a little, sometimes.” 

“You don’t look like a fiddler, but ef you think you can play any more onto that thar tune, you kin just git down and try.” 

The Traveler got down and played the whole of it. 

After the Traveler finished the tune, the Squatter told his son to get the whiskey, instructed the wife and daughters to “sot the table,” had one of the boys take the Traveler’s horse to the barn and invited the stranger to make himself at home. 

Tune Was Born

And- thus was born the “Arkansaw Traveler,” a heel-tingling tune which had its beginnings in the Ozark foothills of Arkansas and which is heard today wherever the fiddle is played in America. 

The tune has been set to verse and the scene depicted on canvas, and those three factors – the tune the words, and the pictures – have kept the “Arkansas Traveler,” alive in the annals of American folklore. 

Credit for the tingling tune and its backwoods dialect is given in Arkansas to Col. Sandford C. Faulkner of Kentucky, who came to Arkansas in 1829 and settled on a plantation in Chicot county, although in some parts of the country one Jose Tasso of Mexico City, an Italian is credited with composing the tune. 

Record reveals that in 1840 during a state campaign, Colonel Faulkner, traveling in the Boston Mountains of north Arkansas, with a party which included Ambrose H. Sevier, Chester Ashley, William S. Fulton, and Archibald Yell, stopped at the cabin of a mountain squatter, where, according to legend, “Colonel Faulkner “passed some banter” with the squatter and later played the fiddle for him. 

From this time the story, words, and music were associated with Colonel Faulkner until his death in 1874. 

Although there may be some considerable dispute regarding authorship of the tune and words, there is no dispute as to the authorship of the picture, which has become no less widely known than the tune. 

The picture is the work of Edward Payson Washburn, and was painted in 1858 at what was once Norristown, Pope County, a flourishing community that with time had disappeared like many other Arkansas towns. 

Father Was Minister 

The artist’s father, the Rev. Cephas Washburn, a Presbyterian minister, came from the East in 1830 to take charge of the old Dwight Mission, located on the Illinois Bayou, for the Indians. 

The following year the artist was born at the mission. 

In 1850 the family moved to Fort Smith, and young Washburn, who had displayed considerable talent as an artist, was given several commissions to paint portraits.  He earned sufficient money to enable him to take a course in Eastern art schools and for 18 months he studied at the New York Academy of Design and under well-known New York artists.  His family was living at Norristown, an important river point, when he returned and lived there until his death in 1860 at the age of 29. 

The original painting of the “Arkansaw Traveler” is the property of the artist’s niece, Mrs. George Black of Russellville, whose mother was a sister of the artist.  Mrs. Black also has an original portrait of the artist, painted by himself. 

Young Washburn began a companion picture to the “Arkansaw Traveler,” known as “The Turn of the Tune,” which represents the break in the music as well as the change in the squatter from surliness to cordiality.  He died before completing it, and the painter who finished the work is unknown. 

The two pictures became known as companion pieces, and their copies have been hung side by side upon the walls of many a tavern, hostelry, and inn in the Southwest, spreading to other parts of the nation. 

The “Traveler” in the picture is the likeness of Colonel Faulkner, a beloved Arkansas character from 1829 to 1874, but it is impossible to say whether it was painted from memory, from daguerreotypes, or from description, and the complete picture is purely the work of the imagination, the best available authorities believe. 

The cabin in the picture is fairly typical of mountaineer-squatter homes of the period, whether in Arkansas, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Kentucky, or any other unsettled foothill country and not peculiar to Arkansas. 

The words of the piece probably represent a collection of humor of the period rather than the connected narrative of a single event. 

The tune traveled far; through America, to Ireland, to other foreign nations, and was heard in countless taverns the world over, where its catchy, jig-rhythm was the favorite of the fiddlers.

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