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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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