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Relive the Story of the Molly Maguires

The restored Irish church in Eckley is now a museum.

The restored Irish church in Eckley is now a museum.

At the edges of Pennsylvania’s coal region, the tiny village of Eckley, population 21, preserves the memory of a time and place that many immigrant families wished they could forget.

In the mid to late 1800s, the Irish, Welsh, Germans, and Slovaks from all over Eastern Europe worked side by side in the mines—dank, dark, and dangerous places where they could be killed at any moment by a cave-in or fire. If they were, their bodies were carried to their shanty, dumped on the front doorstep, and their widows were warned that if they didn’t find someone to work for them in 48 hours, they would be evicted from their company-owned homes. If a man survived the 12-hour days, the six-day work week deep below the earth, the coal dust imbedded in his lungs would take him before he was 50. 

Boys as young as 9 and 10 worked as “breaker boys,” squatting over the conveyor lines filled with coal, cracking them into smaller pieces and winnowing out the slate. They were prone to a condition called “red top”—bleeding finger tips. Most had lost fingers before they were out of their teens.

The miners and laborers had to pay for their own tools and supplies, including lamps, picks, and explosives. Food and clothing was available at exorbitant prices at the company store. The rent on their homes was taken out of their $3 a- day-pay.  

Into this picture came the Molly Maguires, a violent secret society, an outgrowth of the Ancient Order of Hibernians, that laid the foundation for the labor unions that eventually changed conditions for Pennsylvania’s miners. Though they were ultimately put down and their leaders hanged, they made their mark. And places like Eckley, with its social stratified layout (shantys for the laborers, larger homes for the miners, mansions for the owners) have become like fossils, preserved remains of a time when corporate greed brought unimagined misery to those who had fled thousands of miles from conditions they believed could not have gotten worse.

Eckley, purchased by the state of Pennsylvania in 1971 and now operating as a miners’ museum, has become a mecca not only for Irish and Irish-American history buffs, but for movie fans who love the romanticized version of life in Eckley in the Sean Connery movie, “The Molly Maguires,” filmed in the village in 1968. A group of young Irish immigrant footballers from Philadelphia appeared as extras in the film, including Vince Gallagher, president of the Commodore Barry Club (The Irish Center). Last Saturday (June 6), Gallagher and 50 other people made the trek from Philadelphia to Eckley and on to Jim Thorpe, where some of the Molly Maguires were held in the Carbon County Prison and hanged there in June 1871.  It was Gallagher’s first trip back in more than 40 years. 

In the movie, Gallagher was part of a scene in which the miners play a version of Gaelic football, using a round ball wrapped in what looked like rope. “It weighed about five pounds and you couldn’t throw it. It was more like a bowling ball,” Gallagher recalled. “Everyone went home with sprained fingers. They brought us in because they wanted to make it all look authentic, but it didn’t. And they shot the same damn scene 72 times.”

But the movie seemed to make less of a lasting impression on Gallagher than the shameful story of Eckley and other coal “patch towns,” where human beings were treated only slightly better than the mine mules who went blind and lost their hair because they spent their entire lives underground.

“I hope there’s a special place in hell for the mine owners,” said Gallagher, “and they burn there forever.”

Check out our photo essay, and learn more about the story of Eckley and the Molly Magures.

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Relive the Saga of the Molly Maguires

Vince Gallagher, who appeared in the Martin Ritt movie, will be one your hosts on the trip.

Vince Gallagher, who appeared in the Martin Ritt movie, will be one your hosts on the trip.

The “Molly Maguires” were a group of miners in the coal region of Pennsylvania who formed a union in the 1860s to protect workers from the terrible working conditions in the mines, which weren’t properly ventilated and had no safety provisions, and horrendous living conditions that were dictated by the miners’ low salaries. Often, they were paid in what we called “bob-tailed” checks, which consisted of goods that had to be purchased at the overpriced company store. They were largely, though not entirely, Irish.

In 1970, Martin Ritt’s film, “The Molly Maguires,” starring Sean Connery, debuted, featuring a group of extras from the Philadelphia area, including musician Vince Gallagher, now president of the Commodore Barry Club (The Irish Center).

On June 6, you can join Gallagher as well as fellow WTMR radio host Marianne MacDonald on a trip down memory lane—actually, to the towns of Jim Thorpe and Eckly, PA, where the film was made. The bus trip, leaving from the Irish Center, will include a tour of Eckley’s Miners’ Village and the Old Jail Museum in Jim Thorpe, with a dinner, featuring Gallagher and his band, at the Emerald Restaurant. The $79 charge includes transportation by bus with rest rooms, DVD, and on-board refreshments, all admissions, sit-down dinner, and entertainment.

Seats are filling up fast, so call Marianne MacDonald at 856-236-2717 or email rinceseit@msn.com or call Vince Gallagher at 610-220-4142 for information or tickets.

History

Are You A Coal Miner’s Granddaughter?

Members of the Cass Township AOH take Finnegan to his final resting place.

Members of the Cass Township AOH take Finnegan to his final resting place.

By Tom Slattery

If you’re like many Philadelphians, your  forefathers came from the coal regions of Schuylkill County to escape the mines. If you’re a descendant of a miner–or a Molly Maguire–I may have seen you a few weeks ago in Heckshersville for the 20th annual Clover Fire Company Irish Festival.  Every year at the end of July, descendants of Irish coal miners from the five-county Philly area come to this remote valley (where cell phones are useless unless they have an extendable antenna) to celebrate their heritage.

Heckshersville is a town so small (how small is it?) that it doesn’t have a post office and the name on the highway sign  is spelled one way entering from the east and another if you’re coming in from the west. Remote, yes. Small, yes. But one of the friendliest places to spend a weekend, whether camping out or staying in one of the nearby (10-15 miles) motels ($50 including continental breakfast).

The festival starts Friday night with a concert and runs from 1 PM both Saturday and Sunday. No matter who else is performing, you can always count on seeing the Irish Balladeers and the Irish Lads, local groups that have been playing Irish traditional music for over 25 years (actually the Balladeers are closing in on 40 years). This year, the Balladeers played to an overflow crowd, lounging in beach chairs under a huge canopy, and they kept it going from 1PM to 6PM on Saturday with breaks featuring Irish dancers, awards ceremonies, and a Finnegan’s Wake put on by the Cass Township AOH. What an afternoon! Hearing “The Sons of Molly Maguire” sung by the group that wrote it was worth the price of admission ($4).

Then there was the Wake! Jaysus, you never heard so much keenin’ and yowling in your life, and such accolades heaped on the well-dressed figure in the coffin. Actually he looked much better than he did in his life, bum that he was. All this and they were only able to collect $1.81 to help defray the funeral expenses, an amount so small that the “priest” pocketed it himself.
 Birnam Wood, a Celtic Rock group from New Jersey, closed out the evening. There was plenty of “picnic” food available  – hot dogs, hamburgers, French fries, colcannon, bleenies – water, sodas, a lots of sudsy stuff at $1.25 a glass and $6 a pitcher. A man has got to be very careful, ‘cause for less than $10 them mountain roads can become mighty curvy.  They’re that way even before you imbibe. Best to have a designated driver, a position well respected in this remote area.

On Sunday they serve an Irish breakfast from 7AM and then around 11AM there is a parade to the old St. Kiernan’s Church for an Irish Mass. Charlie Zahm, one of the Philadelphia area’s best known Celtic singers, entertained the crowd from 1PM until 4PM. Then another Wake! Somebody shoot the keeners, please.
 
Then, as they have since the Festival started 20 years ago, the Irish Lads closed out the entertainment. They were scheduled from 4 to 8, but about 5:15 the mighty rumbles started, and the weather Heckshersille had escaped all weekend announced its arrival in no uncertain terms – boom ditty boom boom. Of course, the Irish Lads said there was nothing to worry about, that is, until the third time lightning took out the sound system.

I just managed to load my car as the rains started. I pondered having a few with some friends. However, the idea of a fully loaded down Lincoln Town Car getting stuck in what quickly would become a swamp, unpondered me quickly, and wasn’t  I but two miles down the road when the torrents started. Boy, somebody must have really ticked Him off, because He must have had the whole holy crowd throwing down bucketsful. Ah, but I will be back there next year on the last weekend in July – back to one of the friendliest festivals around, listening to great music, eating food guaranteed to keep you from blowing away and hearing the stories of life in the mines.