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Los
Angeles
The Three Leads
Modern Los
Angeles owes its existence to three men--Harrison Gray Otis, Harry
Chandler, and William Mulholland-who arrived along with all the
others who came to Los Angeles to make it big. After returning from
a military post in the Aleutian Islands, Harrison Gray Otis became
the editor of a Santa Barbara newspaper. He hated the privileged
people of the city and the fact that the city wanted to remain
small. He soon moved to Los Angeles, which, despite its small size,
boasted a number of newspapers. He became the editor of the Times
and Mirror. Gambling his family's entire savings, he bought a share
of the newspaper with the intentions of eventually forcing the
paper's eastern financer out.
While at
Dartmouth College, Harry Chandler accepted a challenge and dove
into a vat of starch. He almost destroyed his lungs in the process.
Upon the recommendation of his doctors, he moved to Los Angeles to
recuperate. He eventually moved in with a doctor who owned an
irrigated farm in the area. He took a job picking fruit. The doctor
was not interested in money and let Chandler sell most of what he
picked. Chandler managed to make a small fortune selling the
fruit-$3,000. With the money he began to purchase newspaper
circulation routes, which, back then, were owned independently of
the newspapers.
While
Chandler was buying up circulation routes, Otis had bought the
other owner out of the Times. Just as soon as he was bought out,
though, the financer established a rival paper, the Tribune. By
chance, Otis found Chandler. The two teamed up and soon, with the
help of Chandler's outlaw tactics, the Tribune was dead. Chandler
was as smart as villainous and bought the Tribune printing plant.
Otis, embodying similar traits, soon came to a deal with Chandler:
Chandler became the Times circulation manager and Otis's
son-in-law.
William
Mulholland, who was born in Dublin, Ireland, came to Los Angeles
for no particular reason. He did various work in Pittsburgh and
Michigan before he became a seaman and traveled to Panama. In order
to save money, he walked the Isthmus. After miscellaneous jobs in
the southwest, Mulholland joined a well-drilling crew. He became
curious and soon decided to become an engineer. In 1878 he joined
the city's private water company as a ditch-tender. He rose through
the ranks. In the Los Angeles City Water Company, Mulholland met
Fred Eaton. Eaton liked Mulholland so much that he chose him to be
his successor. When Eaton left the company to become a
politician-he became the mayor of Los Angeles-Mulholland became
superintendent of the dilapidated system.
A City Consumes a River
On a Quest for Water
Between the
efforts of the railroad and the industrious Chamber of Commerce,
Los Angeles soon grew to over 100,000 people. By 1903 the city's
sole source of water, the meager Los Angeles River, was almost
gone. Mulholland tried to convince the city to conserve water, yet
his attempts were to no avail. As he would say years later in a
speech, the city was condemned to grow. As soon as the city would
obtain a surplus of water, people would move in and the city would
have to search for more water.
The former
mayor of Los Angeles and long-time friend of Mulholland's, Fred
Eaton told Mulholland of the Owens Valley. The Owens Valley,
nestled in the Sierra Nevada, over 200 miles across the desert from
the city, contained a small river. Despite the fact that a range of
mountains is between the Owens Valley and the ocean, a small break
in the range allowed storms to enter the valley. While the valley
itself is a desert-it is in the rain shadow of the surrounding
mountains-the Owens River runs through the middle of it. The river,
which is fed from the snow in the mountains, drains into Owens
Lake. Unfortunately, the river no longer drains into the lake. The
lake is the remnant of a giant prehistoric lake. Because of the
high evaporation rate and the fact that there is not much inflow,
Owens Lake is-was-extremely salty. Brine shrimp, which lived in the
salty waters, attracted thousands of birds on their migratory
routes. Sometimes birds would cover the skies of the valley for
hours or even days.
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