On March 8, 1862, the Cooper caravan reached Elkhorn Tavern, Benton County, Arkansas. The Battle of Pea Ridge opened that day and the Major’s party was caught in the midst of it. The Major joined the Cherokee Brigade of the Confederate Army and ordered the slaves to butcher the steers for meat. Early in the battle this veteran officer received a wound and was carried from the field. Dr. Alvah Jackson had set up a crude hospital near the Indian Healing spring twenty miles to the east and the Major reported there for treatment. After a few weeks he was dismissed and returned to his command.
Major Cooper returned to Dr. Jackson for treatment in 1863, but was soon released. His last visit, near the end of the war, is reported by L. J. Kalklosch as follows:
“It was in February, 1865, and the ‘Yankees’ were numerous in the country, so that the ‘Johnnies’ were compelled to make themselves scarce or fall into the hands and care of the enemy. Major Cooper did not care to have ‘Uncle Sam’ issue rations to him, so he, with four of his men, were piloted to a secret cave, (the Old Rock House shelter) by his medical advisor (Dr. Alvah Jackson), near the now famous Basin Spring, and visitors find it one of the objects of interest during their rambles over the city. Here he remained for about two months and used freely of the healing waters. But eventually their secret hiding place was discovered by the ‘Boys in Blue’ and they thought it best to find different quarters. The conclusion was not reached, nor steps taken too soon as they narrowly escaped being captured by the Federals. One beautiful feature in the Major’s escape was that he was fully able to meet the emergency as the water had fully relieved him of all his troubles.”[9]
As the war neared its close, the Major bought a tract of land bordering the present City of Eureka Springs on the west. He secured fresh oxen and drove to St. Louis to get saw mill equipment. He built his mill in “Cooper Hollow” and constructed a log house for his home. At the end of the war his slaves were freed, but he succeeded in getting white labor that had been “fired” from Mrs. Massman’s saw mill on Leatherwood Creek. For several years he operated this mill, hauling the lumber to market at Pierce City, Missouri.
“Cooper Hollow,” half a mile northwest of the city limits of Eureka Springs is now owned by Mr. and Mrs. J. R. Woolery. Their modern home is on the same site as Major Cooper’s log cabin. The barn stands on the old mill site. The beautiful spring continues its abundant flow as it did in the sixties and seventies when it supplied water for Cooper’s pioneer milling enterprise.
The Old Rock House was a haven for hunters in the early days. It was the site of Dr. Alvah Jackson’s hospital during the Civil War.
VI
THE COW TRIAL ON LEATHERWOOD CREEK
During the half century before Eureka Springs was settled and named in 1879, settlers trekked in and built homes in the valleys and along the streams of the western district of Carroll County. The region was popular with hunters because of the abundance of game. The virgin timber attracted men who set up peckerwood sawmills to supply the pioneers with building material. It was a rugged environment of hills and hollows and the settlers matched the mountains in which they lived. Many stories are told of bizarre happenings during this early period and one of them is about the cow trial in a paw paw thicket on Leatherwood Creek four miles north of the present location of Eureka Springs.
It was in the lusty Carpetbagger Days of the late seventies or early eighties. The Leatherwood and White River country was sparsely settled with hunters and timber workers who did a little farming to supply the table. The Arkansas-Missouri state line divided the settlement and everything went well until two men got into a dispute over the ownership of a cow. One of them was a farmer living in Missouri, the other was a doctor living across the line in Arkansas. The bovine brute in question had no respect for fences or the state line. If the grass was greener in Missouri, she pastured there, but occasionally she wandered into Arkansas to feed on the luscious provender of the hillsides and creek valleys. When in the “Show Me State” the Missouri farmer claimed ownership, but when she came to Arkansas the doctor “replevined” her and put her in his cowpen. She was a good cow and her milk flowed as freely in one state as it did in the other.