(Letters Group #-05-Letter #-02- published in the 1980s by Edna Drexler)

Letters Group #-05-
Letter #-02-
published in the 1980s
by Edna Drexler

After my aunt, Ruth Komis, died in the fall of 2002, I found that she had collected and pasted so now very faded news clippings from the The Jimplicute, Scott City, MO, and pasted them on pages which she was keeping writings of her mother, Edna Drexler.
These documents are very difficult to read because they are so faded.
However, I have been retyping them into documents and making them available to other family members by posting them on this Internet page.
Many include memories from the very early 1900s of Scott City.
Submitted by Donald L Williams Poster-#-25-

Letter #-01- published in the 1980s by Edna Drexler

  • Thursday, August 18, 1983

    To the Editor

    The Jimplicute, Scott City, MO 63754


    There was a spot on the Mississippi River where “baptizing” was done. A safe place had been found in the river where the converts could be put under by the persons standing in the water. This was beautiful spot as there was a wooded area back up the bank from the river where the people could have a basket dinner and talk with all their friends. When there was a “baptizing”, it was a day of rejoicing for the whole community. All denominations of churches would join in the ceremony and anyone who wished to be baptized could be included. On Baptism Sunday people came from everywhere; you could hear the wagons rattling down the road from every direction. Everyone had a big basket dinner of good eats to share with others. This particular story was told to me by my mother about a baptismal ceremony she attended. She smiled every time she told it.

    A man had just been baptized and he was so happy that he shouted, “All my sins have been washed away.” Someone was heard to say in the crowd, “I thought I saw something bubbling down the river.” But this really was a day of rejoicing for the crowd of people were serious about religion and the salvation of anyone brought to Christ.


    “Chalk Bluffs” as they were called are located between the old Commerce Road and the Mississippi River. As a child, I looked at the bluffs and wondered what they were made of. I asked many questions, but no one seemed to know much about them. I was told that a long, long time ago there was an attempt by some persons to make paint from the materials taken from the bluffs. My husband thought the bluffs could contain silica as he had had experience working in silica mines and there was a resemblance to that which he had seen. The chalk bluffs are still there but no much has ever been learned about them.


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