Scrapbook Two Hundred Sixteen…

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October, 2019

 

Relentless Pursuit 

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In the early 1980s, I was working on my first biography of Joseph Henry Sharp, who in 1915, was a founding member of the important Taos Society of Artists. I was so raw at writing that I started out using a pencil on a yellow pad. My day job was running our Santa Fe gallery and we didn’t own a computer.

In some of our magazine ads we asked for information about Sharp. One day a nattily dressed man walked into my office. The guy’s chest filled out his shirt so completely that his tie looked like an aberration. When he sat down without being invited, I figured he had something important to say. I took a sip of Grapette and tried to appear nonchalant. 

“Whatcha know about Sharp etchings,” he said with an attitude. It sounded more like a statement than a question. I explained that as far as I knew, there weren’t any. “Then what’s this?” He threw an 8 X 10 black & white photo on my desk.  

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Photo of a Sharp etching

It was of a Sharp etching for sure. The artist’s scald was all over it and the signature was right. I was astonished in an ecstatic sort of way. 

I asked the man if I could please make a copy for my records, and I motioned to my secretary. “No you can’t,” the jerk said, as he grabbed for the photo. I quickly turned it over and read the logo on the back. JOHN WHITAKER PHOTOGRAPHY – CINCINNATI, OHIO.

The guy stormed out of my office like he was late for lunch with the queen.  

The logo was burned deeply into my mind, and it started me on a research expedition that lasted for many months. 

I must have made 20 phone calls in pursuit of that etching because it was fresh information to me and I needed it for my book.

The Whitaker photo business in Cincinnati had changed names and was being run by a wonderfully accommodating man. He gave me the name and address of lady who owned the etching. Phone calls and letters to her went unanswered. Requests for information about Sharp etchings in my magazine ads were ignored. 

I received information about the artist from museums and galleries, but nothing about his etchings. The trail ran cold for about 20 more phone calls. Then I started getting some breaks. 

I’ll shorten the story and get to the good part. I called a very elderly lady in Liberty, Indiana, and said, “Madam, about 1903, your father purchased at public auction in Cincinnati, 14 Joseph Henry Sharp zinc and copper etching plates. Included in the lot was a cigar box filled with etching tools.” There was a short pause, then in almost a whisper, she said, “No, I think there are 16 of them.”

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Joseph Henry Sharp (1859-1953). Copper etching plate, ca. 1900. Buffalo Bill Center of the West, Cody, WY. Gift of Mr. and Mrs. Forrest Fenn.

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Joseph Henry Sharp (1859-1953). Copper etching plate, ca. 1900. Buffalo Bill Center of the West, Cody, WY. Gift of Mr. and Mrs. Forrest Fenn.

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Joseph Henry Sharp (1859-1953). Copper etching plate, ca. 1900. Buffalo Bill Center of the West, Cody, WY. Gift of Mr. and Mrs. Forrest Fenn.

It was a lightning strike moment for me. 

They were stored in her garage and much too heavy for her to lift. When she agreed to sell them, I made plans to meet her the very next day. “Please have your doctor or lawyer present when I arrive.”

When I entered her home, 16 etching plates were spread out on her living room carpet. They were beautiful. Her attorney, John Something, was standing guard, probably not knowing for sure why he was even there. He struck me as being the kind of guy who would hit himself in the head with a stick because it felt so good when he quit.

I inspected each plate to make sure it hadn’t been cancelled. All but one were Indian portraits. They were in perfect condition.

I asked what she wanted for the 16 plates. Her lawyer started expounding on how valuable they were and…she interrupted. 

“Mister Fenn, I don’t know what they are worth, probably not very much. What are you willing to give me for them?” I said “Madam, I will give $5,000 each for the 16, that’s $80,000.

They both were shocked, and numbed, almost into incredulity. Their faces gave testimony to that fact. John Something sat down and began cleaning his glasses. 

“Mister Fenn, I think we have a deal.” The attorney had checked me out so I handed that beautiful lady a check, kissed her on the cheek, and was gone.  

What I had going for me was a note Sharp had written many years earlier stating that his intention was to print 250 copies from each plate, but most he had printed was 23.

We had a special porous paper made, each sheet with a large F hidden in the watermark. It could be seen only when held up to a strong light source. I didn’t want our etchings to be confused with those Sharp had printed, which were more valuable. 

Over the next few months we had a professional print maker finish printing the editions for us. That totaled 3,632 etchings that varied in value from $100 to $1,800 each. It was a wild expense for our gallery, but everything was tax-deductible. We donated 50 or more sets of the etchings to museums, art schools and other non-profits.

And more importantly, we bound an etching in each of 100 limited edition copies of The Beat of the Drum and the Whoop of the Dance and Teepee Smoke, my two biographies of Joseph Sharp. Each book was leather bound, numbered, and signed. For years they lumbered off of our book shelves. 

We gave the 16 etching plates to the Buffalo Bill Historical Center with the stipulation that no additional copies would ever be printed. 

Our gallery sold hundreds of the etchings, both individually and in sets. They also made great gifts for birthdays, weddings, Christmas, anniversaries, graduations, and “I’m just thinking of yous.”

The complicated etching operation was spread out over several years and I never knew how we came out financially. I hope we at least broke even. 

Those were happy days for me, partly because I was busy doing the things I liked doing. And now, nearly 40 years after I acquired the etching plates, I have 1 etching left. It’s a portrait of White Swan, who, after the Custer Fight, was found deaf and dumb on the battlefield. Sharp was deaf, White Swan was deaf, and so am I. Maybe that’s why I’ve kept this particular etching. f

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White Swan Etching by J. H. Sharp

 

 

166 thoughts on “Scrapbook Two Hundred Sixteen…

  1. Wow. What a treasure… and a beautiful gift to so many. Your an inspiration on how to share blessings, Mr. Fenn! Thanks for sharing yet another story. We’re a happy audience!

  2. What a fantastic story. Buffalo Bill Center has to be forever in your debt Mr Fenn. Next May I hope to get out there and visit the center. Thank you for sharing your knowledge and history with us.

    • You should definitely go if you have the opportunity. I was there for a couple days in July and loved it!

      Just know there are no hints or clues related to the treasure or the poem at the Buffalo Bill. I was told this by the Director of the McCracken Research Library and she had that on pretty good authority.

      But, I still loved visiting Cody and the Museum. If you love traditional breakfast foods be sure and go to Granny’s for breakfast! You can’t miss it. On the main drag in Cody.

  3. What an interesting scrapbook! I have the book and I love it. Even if it not one of the limited edition copies!
    Thanks Forrest. Keep the scrapbooks coming!

    Tom

  4. So much content to process. More with the Grapette and being blasé. The octothorp. The scald and the hurry. The prime. The John Charles whatever (and the Fremont Body Guard). The thunderstorm. The shock and denial (of St. Elmo). A really big dele. The etchings. And another suggestion of invisible ink and exposing pages to the sun to see what might appear.

    I’ll be busy on this one.

    • Shock and Awe!!
      Mr. Fenn is leveling the Chase, come spring (if that ever arrives) it will be a sprint to the T.C.
      I think that one leg up will be made into a Lamp for Christmas… perhaps I might have to rent a snow mobile, the way things are heading….

      • I mean… who actually knows what Forrest is saying? And if they actually know, wouldn’t they just go get it and finally end the misery for the restofus, under any circumstance, if they know where to go?

        #rlythobruh

        • E.C. I read your posts, you have some tremendous insight, perhaps a little more tight focus and you got this… where do you hail from?

          • it’s, a good change from the exhausting bs that’s going on in Washington DC sharp was a talented gem, ty for sharing your good memories Sir.

          • DB, I’m a child of the world, originally born in MO, now living in TX, but have lived all over. You?

        • E.C. I’m with you. If someone knew where the chest was they would go get it. It’s been soooo many years now and way too much “that hint’s for me”, “look at all those hints”, “come spring it will be a sprint to the T.C.”, “the lead searcher”. Maybe there are hints in some of the S.B.’s, maybe intentionally, maybe not. But until we see with our own eyes someone has found the T.C. all of these comments are a lot of hopeful speculation. IMO.

        • I have lived in Many areas as well, Right now I’m in Florida, but I don’t appreciate the heat so I will be heading out West again, in the Mountains somewhere North of Santa Fe

    • Did the nattily dressed man have a pair of binoculars, a silver flask and the hiccups? A couple more J names to add to my list in SB 214…

      • The flurry of SB’s is interesting. Adding a mystery to a mystery , to another mystery. Are there dots to connect? How would this help if so? They don’t appear to be poem related. Are they geographic dots? Names and places dots? Are they just really cool stories adding to the understanding of a style of writing? He’s a great storyteller.

        Fueling flames to a mystery? What does metaphysical mean anyways? These are (j)ust great stories, told by a great storyteller. IMO .

        The next one may be interesting being #217- seventeen dollars a square inch ,lol. Nah.

        IMO .

          • My main point is this: “Adding a mystery to a mystery , to another mystery.”

            Forrest is a great storyteller.

            He wrote a poem that was a 15 year project. Very purposeful, complete and specific-It’s a mystery!
            He has done Q&A’s . They are purposeful in answers and rather specific to the questions. They are an added mystery in his answers.
            He does SB’s that are stories. They are mysterious in his purpose.

            The poem is a structured construct.
            The Q&A’s are very much structured , pointed, and specific to question and answer.
            These storytelling stories in SB’s are his freedom to: write about what he wants, when he wants , style he wants. All without any stipulations, expectations and he hasn’t stated anything about their intended purpose in his writing .Complete freedom to write as he pleases ,without expectations for their purpose. No rigidity for the intent of them. Complete freedom to write and tell stories as he pleases without having to explain nor answer to them . They are true stories with a little mystery twist in them. It’s noticeable, purposeful and beautifully placed to intrigue the reader/searcher.

            15% of each story is likely something to take and make notice of. For I can’t help but to notice that they are accumulative within the context of each story. At some point they will culminate a story from that 15% within of each.

            “The nattily dressed man” is one such a 15% mystery point. There are such in many of late. Pick them off and form a story within a story. IMO .

            He’s a storyteller. It’s a tool.

            When you watch an action flick, you expect to see action. When you watch a mystery movie, you look for the mysterious.

            Johnny on the spot!

            IMO .

          • A in a humorous way ,this activity may be a hint-terland expose! These have my attention anyways. Baited with the upcoming, ” everyone needs an intersection”, preceded by a whole lotta prequels. Lol.

            IMO .

  5. Thanks Forrest for sharing how you acquired some of Sharp’s etchings. Sorry to hear the three amigos in their years had-have hearing issues but sometimes that’s just life.
    Kind of wish I had talent like the artists you have come to know.
    I wonder how White Swan got his name?

    Also I like the special info.
    Thanks again,
    Bur

  6. I love the stories….keep them coming!! I am still waiting for FF to talk about Glenna Goodacre!! I would also love to hear the story about Sitting Bull’s Peace Pipe and more about Joe. Thank You!

  7. This will be put upon the heap of Scrapbooks as one of my favorites. It makes me feel at home and takes me back to the days, whence of I spent the little years of my upbringing. The natives walking around the historic Taos plaza just had that resemblance Sharp portrayed. I feel connected to the Town of Taos still. Next time I visit with my mother there I shall remember Henry Sharp and the wonderous artwork he developed while enjoying a copper sunset. Thank you, f, for laying a spark in my memory. You’ve managed to set my wick afire.

  8. Don’t you wonder how he got the name White Swan? After Dances With Wolves, I always try to imagine how names came to be. Makes me wonder what my tribal name would’ve been:)

  9. I appreciate that copies were made solely for the purpose of donation. I can’t imagine having an $80,000 check handed over to me. Another great story that’ll have my noodle doing the polka for days.

    Who in Sams heck is John Something?

  10. Small world. In the eighties, I moved from Ohio to Indiana and would drive thru Liberty almost every weekend to visit family and friends. It is small quaint town. Strange to think I was so close to something that historic.

  11. Great detective work, Forrest. That was really smart how you flipped the photograph over just in time before it was snatched away from you. Wondering if you still have that yellow legal pad that you started the biography on? You do seem to have a penchant for keeping important things close.

  12. Thank you for the SB Forrest. The etchings are beautiful.

    I’ll have to think on this one while I’m out shopping for a new pair of gloves. Mine broke.

    SRW

  13. “A large F hidden in the watermark. It can be seen only when held up to a strong light source.”
    Now that’s interesting….

  14. Forrest,

    Both my Uncle Wayne and my Father Bob were in the army. My Father was born in 1926 and I visited him on his 93rd birthday this year. His brother, Wayne raced a Pitts Special, which he built by hand in his garage, and raced in most of the airshows he could attend. I saw him race at Rickenbacker Air Force Base in the 1980’s and he flew to Oshkosh for the air shows there almost every year. Wayne is gone now but my father is still alive. I plan to visit him again on Thanksgiving. It’s a 12 hour drive each way for me to spend around 24 waking hours with him, but it’s worth every minute…

    I remember in the 1960’s my father and his brother would communicate by teletype. They both had teletypewriters hooked up to ham radios and used a telegraph to send and receive messages by Morse code. High tech for the day. I always wondered what happened to that system. It amazed me how they could communicate from Portage, Mi to SE Ohio over the airways. I always admired my father swinging away on the teletype. Something I wanted to learn but never seemed to find the time, other than the standard SOS everyone knows!

    Thank you for the stories. Please don’t stop, I’m just hoping one new day you will slip up and give away some less riddled goodies….haha….one can always hope…

    s.

  15. Forrest, you seem to be the luckiest man on this planet. Everything always seems to work out for you. I sure would love to know your secret. Lately things never work out for me., especially when it comes to finding the treasure. I once was going to play you in poker for your bracelet. I think I will rethink that. You’ll have the LUCK while I will be sitting there saying $&?! at least it rhymes with Luck !

  16. I always begin reading f’s sb’s with a very deliberate intention of ‘finding hints.’ every time without fail, when I hit the final punctuation mark I come back to my sense and realize I just got swept away in THE STORY or the picture painted with words. this usually happens more than once. a few days later i begin to find myself capable of LOOKING at the story with sleuth eyes without actually stumbling down INTO it. i think that says something.

    • Maybe you have a original Eaglesabound. If so it could be worth more.

      “What I had going for me was a note Sharp had written many years earlier stating that his intention was to print 250 copies from each plate, but most he had printed was 23.”

      “We had a special porous paper made, each sheet with a large F hidden in the watermark. It could be seen only when held up to a strong light source. I didn’t want our etchings to be confused with those Sharp had printed, which were more valuable.”

      Good luck,
      Bur

  17. All kinds of goodies in this one!
    You seem to be spitting out the scrapbooks like watermelon seeds…are they purhaps previously collected for your last book but you decided against a long print process?
    Interesting.
    Always admiring you,
    Donna M.
    ¥Peace¥

  18. The copper of the etching plates are beautiful in and of themselves. I’ve never known books to lumber, but I suppose if they were heavy loads they might.

  19. Right now my heart is so full,it feels like full of love for this man jhs.those are the most beautiful etchings I have ever seen.his eyes could tell many stories. Would of been a pleasure to meet him and talk about his history and what he thought about at the time.wow what a story mr. Forrest. I feel like I could cry right now. His spirit lives on

  20. I’m stone deaf, but for many years I have been wearing a bone conducting hearing aid, that unfortunately is no longer made, so the model I’m wearing now, could conk out any time and from then on I will not be able to hear any but the loudest sounds.

    I grew up poor when between the ages of nine and eleven, I had bad ear infections that my parents could not afford to be properly treated till through VocRehab, I was on antibiotics for six months at a time before the paper work came through to OK ear operations, which I have had in both ears, but mostly the left ear. I had operations in my teens and a few in adult life, the last operation was over ten years ago in my late fifties. I lost my ear drums to infection and the little bones that connect the ear drums to the cochlear from the first infections as a child.

    A retired nurse friend of mine recently told me that cochlear implants have been vastly improved. I live on SSI supplemental income and medicare-medicaid. I have an appointment to see an ENT doctor to ask them if I will qualify for implants next month, but I keep in mind that the last ENT doctor I talked with stated that, at that time over ten years ago, cochlear implants were only for those who were totally deaf so they can get any kind of hearing at all, but it would not be as good as my hearing with my current hearing aid.

    I have doubts it would be likely for me to qualify, plus at my age implant surgery might be pretty risky. And that same doctor said there are risks involved with severing nerves controlling the muscles of my face. But now the technology is far more advanced and accurate, maybe the risks would not be so great, but the expense is likely to be too much. But it would be something if after fifty nine years of infections and increasing deafness and dependence on hearing aids, that are no longer being made, I could actually have surgery to restore my hearing to a normal level.

    But realistically, I stand a better chance if I find an electronic engineer who could fix my old hearing aids or perhaps build a new one for me. Long ago I knew a guy who studied electrical engineering at MIT, would that I knew someone like that now, I would try to find out how much it would cost to either restore an old one or build a new one.

    But I’m OK if that doesn’t work out and lots of times I don’t even put my hearing aid on. The tinnitus, I have had for many years triggers off any kind of music inside me. I was brought up on classical music, so it took a while to be able to listen to jazz, especially progressive jazz and actually enjoy it. So, even being totally deaf, there is still plenty of the sounds I used to hear to tap into. And at times it brings chills up and down my spine.

    • Francis T. Fontaine,

      I’m sorry to hear about your struggle. Our music can’t be taken from us. We will always have our music. Some of our music is so profound.

      Good luck and enjoy the beauty that goes along with music!

      ByGeorge

    • Francis, I struggle with a chronic illness and understand to some degree how you are suffering. My ears have been affected and I have noticed my other senses are now more acute. For my Tinnitus, I take higher doses of Magnesium Glycinate and also Magnesium L Threonate (Magtein), for reoccurring ear infections try N Acetyl-Cysteine NAC, that works great on Lung infections as well. I pray that you will have success and relief in the future, God Bless You!

  21. That’s great she still had the plates. And now they are in the Buffalo Bill Historical Center.
    I know you could do so many more scrap books with great things like that to tell.
    About the time you started your Gallery. My brother and sister and myself had Indian
    bead belts from the Grand Canyon store. We got on a colored bead kick and what to
    make with them. Moccasins form Kmart and the DIY kits from Tandy leather store.
    Or a hand made leather vest from the couple running a local leather store that’s long
    gone. Now a days I think I got to go see your things at the Buffalo Bill Center.
    I believe you have things else where too. That would be great to see.

    But Whoa Forrest. Your Historical foot prints will be around a long time.
    Love the etchings. Sharp was really good at what he did.
    I think I have seen a few hints in some of your latest S.B.’s too.
    You never know…
    I hope everyone stays safe this winter too.. No foolish stuff..
    Thanks Forrest.

  22. Great story.

    I’m no expert on etchings, but aren’t they negatives of the final print? How accurate is a signature etched backwards through wax onto copper? That must have taken a few sheets of copper to perfect.. Or was there a double negative process to create the positive.. wait.. I’m confused..

  23. When someone is deaf and it started late in life or after many years of hearing loss it is natural for other senses to become much sharp-er and the way an active and productive mind accesses information due to the loss of hearing can become…well razor sharp, this is what happened to my mother, who was born in a small town in Texas near Temple, in fact she and my father went to a specialist in Temple TX to have an operation performed to try and restore some of her hearing, it was a procedure to remove a piece of bone from ear canal that her Jaw/skull had over grown and it impinged over her eardrum, and Temple had the only Doctor who could perform that procedure. Although it was not totally successful and her hearing got worse and finally she got very good at reading lips and faces, she knew what you were speaking and body language gave her the rest of her reading, she was always reading and could quote the news or just about any verse in the bible, sometimes when life throws you a curve you might see it as a home run or lemonade or a SHARP- ening of your wits…ff is very sharp even at 89 he can astound us with his memories…

    Keep it up, you have us imagining your life experiences just like my mother.

    TT

    TT

  24. After the story I just read of you today with the autistic little girl Forrest, I have to say your ears may be bad , but you have a heart and soul so gold as to make a gold nugget dull, and a diamond dim by comparison. You truly are a gentle man, of great spirit.

  25. Forrest,
    Today I was in Santa Fe for a couple hours and I thought about emailing you to invite you to get a drink and dessert. I felt shy and I didn’t do it. Now I know you were busy writing scrapbooks. Keep it up. We love all your stories. I am learning US history, art and geography thanks to you.

  26. JOHN WHITAKER PHOTOGRAPHY – CINCINNATI, OHIO. Seems Juan name keeps coming up in almost every scrapbook? Coincidence or Clue?

    TT

    • Another reference to the queen also. SB 215, Daddy Warbucks.
      Lt. Gen. sir Oliver “Daddy” Warbucks. Who married his secretary, Grace. Fun how f mixes in his stories and all the angles he uses.
      I hear “medicine wheel” hints………Yup TT, lot of “J” references.
      Wiki Daddy Warbucks for some interesting “coincidences”

        • Sally Colorado – Yes. Wink. And Norman Rockwell’s “Marbles Champion” is a young girl with red hair, who is ‘schooling’ the young boys. Rockwell’s son was.the model for one of them:

          On ‘Daddy Warbucks’:

          “His early youth in Supine involved cornering all the marbles in town at age nine,…”

          Forrest noted in BOLD on a photo in TTOTC, in a photo taken by Cynthia of that special copy (to be signed by Forrest and Chasers at the Function at the Function in WYS in June and in Santa Fe at Fennboree in July) that his plane he was flying was called the ‘Rockwell Commander”. Red Queen ‘TRUMPS’ your ‘Flying Ace’ in this case, Forrest.

          Love, QE1

          • me – Look at the ‘Joker’ link I provided above. The first U.S. Trump or Joker or Wild Card was a dog in his house. More like Snoopy, not the Devil. And Jokers or Jesters are more like the Hopi Kachina Dancers, than anything else, IMO.

            From that link:

            Samuel Hart is credited with printing the first illustrated “Best Bower” card in 1863 with his “Imperial Bower”. Best Bower-type jokers continued to be produced well into the 20th-century. Cards labelled “Joker” began appearing around the late 1860s with some depicting clowns and jesters. It is believed that the term “Joker” comes from Jucker or Juckerspiel, the original German spelling of Euchre. One British manufacturer, Charles Goodall, was manufacturing packs with Jokers for the American market in 1871. The first joker for the domestic British market was sold in 1874. Italians call jokers “Jolly” as many early cards were labelled “Jolly Joker”.

          • me – And do you know that the geometric Petagram is made up of Golden triandles? And that it is the Air Force symbol? I think you were referring to the stars in the four corners, surrounding that Italian Joker graphic on that link.

          • me – And do you know that the geometric Pentagram is made up of Golden triangles? And that it is the Air Force symbol? I think you were referring to the stars in the four corners, surrounding that Italian Joker graphic on that link. Leonardo da Vinci liked geometry, didn’t he?

    • Deeepthinkr,

      Sure you have the right John? And yes that John relates to the area of hoB. So now you don’t have to say anything, I did. Oops… did I just say that.

      Good luck with the silence,
      Bur

      • Absolutely have the right John, two actually lol. No doubt, f made sure if that. Here is an example of the subtleness of his hints in book “John Charles Whatever” Charles shortened is Chas. Chase John. Have many more but practicing keeping a secret, sorry Bur. Do You have the right John? Have you been wise?

        • “Do You have the right John? Have you been wise?”

          Yes I believe I do, ok yes I do. I seen the relationship to John at hoB, I have a photo that if you seen it you would say, why yes you do. Lol

          Thanks for asking Deeepthinkr.

          Bur

  27. Wait a minute, Forrest, White Swan has two feathers “in his cap.” He must have been a pretty important guy. You must have known that in the Native American culture, they chose “the eagle and its feathers as a symbol of what is highest, bravest, strongest and holiest.”

  28. Gee thanks dal and Mr. Fenn for sharing,
    Not a bad score for a sideline gig. With a couple of extras thrown in to boot. I think Mr. Sharp maybe listening with an approving eye from somewhere important.

  29. Dal-
    It appears that many of these recent SBs were written well in advance. Does Forrest contact you and tell you exactly when to post each one? Does he make any last minute changes right before the SB is posted?
    Thanks

  30. $3,632 etchings valued between $100 and $1,800?! Yeah, even if they were all valued at just $100 and Forrest gave away several hundred etchings away as gifts, Forrest did much better than breaking even; he made out like a bandit! 🙂

    What puzzles me the most about this story is what was going through the mind of the nattily-dressed man? He went to Forrest’s office in response to the advertisement, showed him a photograph of an etching, and then left again with the photograph. There must have been a part left out where the nattily-dressed man tried to sell Forrest the photograph for an unreasonable amount of money, because otherwise his actions make no sense to me.

  31. It is hard for me to keep up with Forrest’s writings anymore…If you are reading this Mr. Fenn, I really do appreciate all the TTOTC time you put into your epic puzzle!

  32. I enjoyed this scrapbook. Glad everything came to be to obtain these beautiful etchings. People will benefit from such generosity.

  33. I was just reading a few accounts of interactions with White Swan/Goose during his years after the battle of LBH. Interesting info and surprising to read about his[white swan] paintings and drawings of his own life including his part in the battle. Accompanying these stories was a photo of etching 108/227.
    Blex mentioned above the aberration of the *nattily dressed man*. It is odd…

  34. Thank you Forrest,

    Once again you have enriched the lives of others just by sharing some of the interesting events and interactions that compose the book of your life. I love the etchings, recently I acquired a Remington print from an etching. I don’t know much about it but I like it and it hangs in my hallway along with a nice desert landscape painting.

    The realization that I will not be able to seek out indulgence is tempered by your writtings.
    Often as I read them I can close my eyes and imagine those events and people and places.

    Thank you so much
    HDD

  35. This last wave of SBs all seem to be final BOTG steps/work, as well as f providing suggestions/recommendations to help to whoever locates his prize.

  36. Can someone please tell me what, “I inspected each plate to make sure it hadn’t been cancelled” means? What hadn’t been cancelled?

    • a canceled plate cannot be printed any longer as the artist has marred the surface of the plate in some way (usually an “X”).
      it’s a way to create a limited edition (ex. print 100 of 250 total, or 100/250)
      sometimes fine art prints can still be printed from canceled plates, but are worth much less than those printed prior
      good luck

    • Goldilocks;

      What is a Cancelled Plate?

      When an artist finishes printing the number of impressions they want of a work (the total edition size), they usually “cancel” the plate. To cancel the plate, they typically scribe noticeable crosshatch or “X” lines across the plate. These lines cross the image and will show up on any later impressions made from the plate. The lines indicate that any later impressions were not part of the original edition. Cancelling a plate is the best way an artist has to protect the value of the impressions in the official edition.

      Hope that this answers your question – JDA

  37. Thanks for the technical explanation , JDA. I figured as much by its essence. It being of the arts technical procedure sheds light on its purpose!

  38. Anyone think Forrest May have placed a “decoy” near the actual location of the treasure?
    As in “F” is for fake Elmyr D. story in TFTW.

    I’m thinking it’s possible to be close, think you nailed it based on landmarks, and miss the treasure by feet…unless you solve a final steps riddle in the poem. I think any great treasure hunt setter would place a decoy in the area…a fake take so to speak. All just Opinion.

    (By the way, thanks for who ever mentioned the name as White “Goose” I was puzzled after not finding a Crow People’s word for swan.)

  39. Forrest has said he will give no more clues. Why would you waste your time looking at scrapbooks? He said it already!
    He is reliving glorious moments and I feel worth knowing. History is great! He said his kids didn’t know Clark gable. Ok . I get it..
    history repeats in a weird little way. But , seriously the scrapbooks are a way to make you learn history and I believe have zero clues.

    • Hi Beth: I concur with Diggin — by Forrest’s definitions, there is a difference between clues and hints. Nothing Forrest has said precludes him from dropping hints whenever and wherever he likes.

  40. “What I had going for me was a note Sharp had written many years earlier stating that his intention was to print 250 copies from each plate, but most he had printed was 23.”

    Forrest persevered and acquired something very valuable. Instead of devaluing the hard work of the Artist, their original intent, and the existing original prints, he limited his new prints to the remaining 227 copies and added an easily identifiable watermark–thus, ensuring the value of Sharp’s original prints were maintained.

    Next, he used them to further enhance the Artist and their legacy. His primary motivation was not to make money. His motivation was to share these unique and historic works with the public.

    Finally, he donated the original plates to the Buffalo Bill Historical Center to protect them long-term and received assurance they would never be used again to make prints–thereby preserving the value of prints previously purchased and Henry Sharp’s desired outcome.

    Too much of a good thing destroys value and hurts original investors. We should always strive to respect the Artist and their original intent.

    Well stated Forrest.

        • The dumb one referred to White Swan – I know nothing about three asterisks meaning 42, so there was no hidden meaning, and I certainly was NOT calling you dumb – 42 – 🙂 JDA

          • Not a problem 42 – I just did not want you to think that I had called you dumb – I am the dumb one, I know nothing about orion – ast*** etc. 🙂 JDA

        • JDA: I’m sure 42 was joking with you and not offended. Maybe (s)he was being simultaneously clever about the triple asterisks (stars). M42 is south of the iconic triplet of belt stars in Orion.

          • Thanks Zap,
            Exactly what I was joking about. I need to remember that joking around doesn’t always resonate without being able to chuckle out loud.

        • JDA, Please don’t refer to yourself as dumb. You reason well with the best searchers here. We all have unique perspective – that makes it interesting.

          Because my blog name is 42, I was simply having fun as there are references to 42 being equivalent to an * asterisk

          ASCII 42
          In programming, an asterisk is commonly used as a sort of “whatever you want it to be” symbol, I’ve heard it called a wildcard.

  41. Lisa Cesari, thanks for posting Joker and card sharp information. You are always a well of information. Appreciated.

    Because Forrest opens TTOTC with…

    Life is a game of poker,
    Happiness is the pot.
    Fate deals you four cards and a joker,
    And you play whether you like it or not”

    I enjoy looking for poker & canasta tie- ins.

  42. How about one feather for solving the poem and another for retrieving it! Will someone soon have 2 feathers in their cap? Only time will tell!

  43. Although White Swan is shown to be adorned with *two* feathers in the above print, it is written that he often wore *three* feathers… one for each wound suffered in the battle of LBH. There are some conflicting accounts on this matter. The medical reports show anatomically the two leg wounds[same leg] and a severe wound to his right hand… not clear on the warclub head wound. He also wore red arm stripes for the number of Sioux killed by him… and yellow for the Cheyenne. It is astounding to me that this man continued to scout for the Army in later years and endured the obvious residual discomfort from his wounds for the rest of his days…

  44. Fascinating story. What’s not to love about being able to do what you love and to be able to come across such rare gems. You have lived a rich life Forrest.

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