Newcastle Coal Miners’ Cemetery


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Part I: The Hidden History

Photo courtesy Bob Cerelli

The next time you fly into Seattle at night, look east beyond the twinkling street lamps and Interstate 405’s golden traffic ribbon. Smack in the middle of evening suburbia is a vast, ragged expanse of pitch black.

There are no lights here and if local legislators keep getting their way, there will never be lights.

This emptiness is a silent reminder that for 100 years – from 1863 to 1963 – over 11 million tons of coal were excavated from these hills, earning Newcastle, Washington the nickname, “The Pennsylvania of the Pacific Coast.”

It’s a practical matter, really.

A mere twenty years ago, “The Office of Surface Mining was still sealing off dangerous openings – a total of 166 mine subsidences. One opening  required fifty yards of concrete to create a plug over the top. Some sink holes were as large as 100 feet in diameter. At the other extreme, many holes were so obscured, an inclined tree might be the only clue to the hidden danger. Due to all these underground cavities, the county does not issue new building permits in the vicinity of the mines.*

Old coal tunnels, odorless swamp gas, and the occasional cave-in simply make it too dangerous, although up until the 2008 market crash, some real estate developers thought otherwise.

Today, the area is thickly crisscrossed with trees, vines, birdsong, and hiking trails wandering past the now, very securely sealed mine entrances…

Sealed mine entrance

…and the occasional swamp gas vent.

Swamp gas vent

Newcastle’s coal was discovered in 1859 although records state some local knowledge existed as far back as 1853. It wasn’t until around 1863 that mining began in earnest. However, while there was certainly no question of finding a coal buyer’s market, initial transportation difficulties (shipping the coal by barge to Seattle took five days) and handling (approximately eleven times) exponentially increased operational costs.

Further spiking overall expenses were the mining difficulties (varying thicknesses, irregular and fractured layers, and steeply pitched coal seams) plus, the overall sub-bituminous coal quality. This meant the coal was good for steam boilers but not for cooking. **

Eventually, additional railroad lines cut transport time from five days to three hours.

11 million tons of coal meant economic prosperity for both the Pacific Northwest region and immigrants seeking a better life, an escape from Civil War ravages, or the grinding Chinese countryside farming.

Mining still meant dangerous working conditions, but with options that might just allow the escape into a better economic class. Although most parents today might raise their eyebrows at one of the part time jobs available to children.

Milt Swanson, one of the last remaining coal mining veterans in the area, remembers how his sister earned some extra cash carting buckets of beer:

“Directly outside the company towns were the saloons. During the 1920s, my sister would get a bucket from the miners, go down to the saloon and have the bartender fill the bucket up with beer. Then, she’d lug it back up hill to the miners and get 10 cents in payment for doing so.  Frances was about 8 or 9 years old at the time. “

A shared bucket of beer plus better economic opportunities may have offered common threads but these didn’t necessarily translate to mixed living quarters.  Several groupings such as Red Town, Finn Town, China Creek, and Rainbow Town delineated 19th century ethnic divisions.

Along China Creek, the Chinese miners,

“…built among the trees a group of small huts, steep-roofed, weather-reddened, and long-shingled;  planted narrow gardens on the river bank, and set up tiny coops for the beloved ducks and chickens, until they made as picturesque and foreign a scene as though it were a home village the Yang-tse-kiang.”***

Today, nothing remains of this settlement nor are there any Chinese burial plots in the local cemetery. Instead, remains were shipped back to China for a proper burial in the ancestral family plot as soon as enough money could be gathered.

Others faced a different kind of introduction to the Pacific Northwest.

“In 1891, the head of a private detective agency  in Portland lured unsuspecting African Americans from the Midwest to the coal mines east of Seattle, where under the watchful eyes of his troops, they were pressed into service as strikebreakers. ****

Damned twice for skin color and strikebreaking, it took a several decades before these families finally felt comfortable in their new home.

Yet cemeteries have always been a great leveler and the Newcastle Coal Miners’ Cemetery is no exception. Discreetly located off a side road not too far from City Hall, the cemetery is a testimony to historical American immigration trends.

The Scots and Irish came first…

Photo courtesy Bob Cerelli

while the Welsh, Swedes, Belgians and English swept the early 1900s. Scattered in between were the Germans…

Photo courtesy Bob Cerelli

… Italians, Croatians, Serbians, Slavs and Finns.

Tuberculosis death

One hundred year old tree surrounding the cemetery protect these stones from the weathering trauma experienced in the more exposed sites. As a result, they have preserved some of the most intriguing symbols and stories ever seen in this area.

Next week, Part II: Newcastle Coal Miners’ Cemetery – Stories, Stones, and Symbols

Sources:

*The Coals of Newcastle: a Hundred Years of Hidden History: Page 114

**The Coals of Newcastle: a Hundred Years of Hidden History: Pgs 6-7

***The Coals of Newcastle: a Hundred Years of Hidden History: Pg 36

**** Hard Traveling: A Portrait of Work Life in the New Northwest: Pg 14

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20 responses to “Newcastle Coal Miners’ Cemetery

  1. This is fabulous to read, thanks so much for the information. I am very familiar with its location and the feeling of the place, because I could walk through it as a child. I am so glad that it is being protected and the stories told. Heather

  2. Hi Heather:

    Thanks for taking the time to comment and I hope you come back next week to read the second part. It focuses on specific stones, stories and symbols found there.

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  4. Thank you for the very readable history of Newcastle. It might interest walkers to know that much of the Seattle and Walla Walla Railroad bed has been preserved as trail. The May Creek Trail in Newcastle (eventually to become part of a Mountains-to-Sound route) and the Coal Creek Trail in South Bellevue (another expected Mountains-to-Sound route) are portions of the same railway. The Newcastle Historical Society, working with the City of Newcastle, hopes to be able to obtain funds to put up some historical interest signs with photos of what the areas used to look like. They would make the trails much more than beautiful forest walks.

  5. This is a great article about the historical cemetery. I recently visited it and took some photos, but yours are so much better! Thanks for writing this.

  6. G.E. Anderson

    Arthur, thanks the comment and compliment but I must be fair in sharing photography credits with with Bob Cerelli who graciously donated a number of his terrific photos for this article. We’re happy you enjoyed your visit and the posting!

  7. Marsha

    Having recently relocated to Newcastle from Colorado, I discovered the cemetery by accident while walking to Boren Lake Park. I’m eager to learn more about this fascinating area and found your article most interesting. Looking forward to reading more. Thank you for doing the research and making it accessable to others like me.

  8. Rachelle

    Thank you for this post, and the other installments of this story. I recently visited the cemetery with a photography club called smugmug. We arrived about half an hour before sunrise and we stayed for a few hours more. There is so much history there, just walking around and reading the headstones was enough to make me want to learn more! Once again, thank you for this post. I hope I get a chance to go back soon.
    Rachelle

  9. Carolyn

    Do you have any old photos of Camp Lake Boren before it was destroyed

  10. germat

    I used to ride my bike to the cemetary but now all the old houses nearby have been torn down and replaced with new ones.

    • G.E. Anderson

      And thanks to vandalism, the cemetery is closed to general wanderers except on public holidays like Memorial Day.

  11. Karen Story

    I “discovered” this cemetery, overgrown and abandoned, around 1970, when I was 10 or 12. It was an utterly magical experience – I felt as if I’d found treasure. I spent hours here, most of them alone, cleaning and reading headstones, pulling weeds, and removing litter. I was sad when they had to fence it off, but glad it’s being preserved. Who does one contact to request admission, or to find out the holiday schedule? Thanks! Karen

    • G.E. Anderson

      Hi Karen:

      Thanks for stopping by the blog to read this article. If you want to know more about when the cemetery is open to the public, contact Pam Lee at the Newcastle Historical Society. Here’s a link to her name/meeting times on a volunteer request post I ran a while back. https://geanderson.wordpress.com/2010/03/26/any-volunteers/.

      Also, I believe the meetings have moved across the street so you might want to reach out to City Hall first to confirm. Best of luck and thanks for stopping by.

  12. bellevue76

    I used to ride my bike to this cemetery all the time, but what happened to all the old miners’ houses which were in this vicinity at least until 1994? In that meadow? Has it been developed over. There was a farm where the ymca is now.

  13. A friend posted this link and I sat down with a cup of coffee for a “quick look” before tackling my day-to-day. Now, an hour and two more cups of coffee later, I am behind schedule but thrilled to have found you! =D Mister and I will be visiting WA sometime next year — guess what’s on my “to see” list?

    Thanks for the interesting read and helping me avoid laundry!

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