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08/02/2025

Steamboats, Timber, and the End of a River Era
By K. Brad Barfield

For nearly half a century, the Saline River pulsed with the steady rhythm of steamboats and commerce. From the 1840s through the 1880s, these winding waters were a main artery for life and livelihood in Ashley County. During high-water seasons, steamboats ventured as far north as Bridges Bluff, carrying bales of cotton, staves, and timber from the hills and bottoms to distant markets in Monroe and New Orleans. It was a time when the names of riverboat captains—Withers, Moore, Smith—were as well known as any county official, and fortunes were built on the smooth flow of goods downstream.

The river towns thrived, and so did the people who depended on them. Every community along the Saline was touched by river commerce: crops found buyers, lumber found new homes, and news from the outside world traveled by deckhand and whistle. For a generation, it seemed as if the Saline would forever be the heart of Ashley County’s economy.

But as always, the world was changing. The coming of the Little Rock, Mississippi River, and Texas Railroad in the 1880s transformed everything. The new iron rails offered cheaper, faster, and more reliable routes for goods and people alike. River traffic dwindled, and with it, the old ways faded into memory. Some towns vanished, their land reclaimed by woods or plowed under for new crops; others, like Crossett, were reborn in a different light.

The real engine of the county’s next era was timber. The vast pine and hardwood forests that once seemed endless were suddenly accessible, fueling an economic boom that built sawmills, towns, and fortunes. Companies like Crossett Lumber rose to dominate not just the landscape, but the daily life and future of the county itself. Railroads didn’t just move wood; they moved people—workers and families—changing the face and fabric of the region.

By 1920, the age of the steamboat was a memory, its whistle lost to the sound of steam engines and sawmill whistles. Yet its legacy lingers. The riverbanks, still marked by old landings and washed timbers, whisper stories of cotton, timber, and the men and women who built their lives along the Saline. The river itself, though quieter now, remains a witness—a silent thread running through every chapter of Ashley County’s story.

Sources:
This essay is based on Information About Ashley County by K. Brad Barfield (2025, original manuscript), supported by economic and historical data from Biographical and Historical Memoirs of Southern Arkansas (Goodspeed Publishing Company, 1890). Unless otherwise indicated, essay researched and written by K. Brad Barfield.

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07/11/2025

Dry Spells and Soakers — A Timeline (1950–2025)

By K. Brad Barfield

Ashley County folks have always lived between feast and famine when it comes to water. Some years the creeks swell and the roads wash out. Other years, the ponds shrink to mudholes and the dust settles on everything like talcum powder. If you hang around long enough, you’ll see both. And since 1950, we’ve seen our fair share of extremes—sometimes just a few seasons apart.

Here’s a walk through some of the most memorable years:

• 1954–1956: One of the worst droughts in recorded Southern history. Streams dried up, crop yields collapsed, and folks remember hauling water just to keep gardens alive. Older hands will still tell you the ‘50s taught them more about drought than any book ever could.

• 1980: Not just dry—hot. One of the deadliest and hottest summers in Arkansas history. The Saline River dropped low, the Ouachita was barely moving, and even the Bayou Bartholomew lost its usual shine. Heat index values were brutal. Cows huddled in what shade they could find, and tempers flared right along with the thermometer.

• 1989: Flip the script—this was a swampy, soggy year. Between June 28 and July 2, Portland, Arkansas, got nearly 14 inches of rain from Tropical Storm Allison’s remnants. It holds the state record for tropical rainfall. For those of us graduating that year, it felt like the world was waterlogged. Mud on our boots. Wipers working overtime.

• 2009: One of the wettest years Arkansas has ever seen. Some counties to our north passed 100 inches for the year. Our side of the state didn’t do too bad either. The ground stayed saturated, mosquitoes had a field day, and crops in low-lying areas suffered from too much water. But hayfields, gardens, and timber stands drank deep.

• 2010–2012: The dry times came roaring back. 2012 in particular was brutal—classified as exceptional drought (D4) across much of the state. Ponds vanished. Hay fields went brown early. Even the catfish farmers struggled to keep water levels up. Folks still compare 2012 to the drought of the 1950s—and they’re not exaggerating.

• 2016: A year of extremes. Spring brought floods—22 inches in Portland in March alone. By late summer? Drought returned. That fast. One season had you pulling on rubber boots; the next, you couldn’t drive a fence post without a sledgehammer. Pastureland dried out so quick folks were feeding hay in September.

• 1998: Not officially the driest year, but locally significant. Irrigation pumps lined Bayou Bartholomew from Pine Bluff to Louisiana, sucking it down so low that in some places it practically stopped flowing. Every farmer had a pump in the water just trying to keep cotton and beans alive. It was one of those summers where the land felt thirsty even before breakfast.

• 2025 (So Far): As we covered in the last essay, it’s been a forgiving year—plenty of spring rain, no current drought. But that doesn’t mean we forget what’s come before.

If you chart it all out, a pattern starts to emerge: wild swings. Just a few years separate our driest summers from our wettest ones. You don’t get long stretches of balance like you used to. It’s more like one side of the seesaw slamming down, then the other.

And that’s what we’ll dig into next—why these swings happen, and what in the world the Pacific Ocean has to do with Bayou Bartholomew.

Sources:

This essay is based on NOAA historical climate records, the U.S. Drought Monitor archives, Arkansas state rainfall extremes, and local reporting on major events in 1989, 2009, and 2012. Interpreted and written for local relevance by K. Brad Barfield.

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