The spring wildflowering season is finally upon us. Before long we will have
reacquainted ourselves with foamflower, the trilliums, wild ginger and
the various heart-leaves, spring beauty, trailing arbutus, the violets
and phloxes, bloodroot, Mayapple, wild columbine, squirrel corn and
Dutchmans-breeches, chickweed, trout lily, and all of the other
early wildflowers that put on such a dazzling show.
Its a good time to reflect upon the plant hunters and botanists
who first entered these mountains over two centuries ago to collect,
survey, and propagate these treasures. That was an exciting and significant
period in early American scientific history. Those early plant hunters
laid the groundwork for the period of classification that followed in
the 19th century and the era of ecological analysis and preservation
in which we now find ourselves.
We have, alas, in just a few generations gone from a time of what seemed
to be endless botanical riches to one in which many species and entire
habitats teeter on the brink of extinction. If we pause to look back
and reflect upon those old-time plant hunters, it may provide us with
some of the spirit and insight necessary to fully appreciate and protect
the regions unique botanical heritage in our own time.
The full story of this remarkable age of plant hunting has yet to be
told in a single volume, but the essential components are delineated
in various sources that are, for the most part, readily available. A
good place to start in regard to any aspect of Appalachian natural history
is Maurice Brooks The Appalachians (1965), wherein the stories
of lost plants like Shortia and Frasers sedge are
retold. From there one might move to Joseph Kastners well-written
and delightful overview A Species of Eternity (1977). Therein, the author
outlines the discoveries of Americas naturalists, from the earliest
colonial times up through the Audubon period in the mid-19th century.
Lost Heritage (1970), by the Camden, S.C., attorney Henry Savage Jr.,
focuses in particular upon botanical efforts made in the southern portion
of the country. Savage has chapters devoted to the pioneering explorations,
observations, and collections made by John Lawson, Mark Catesby, and
John Bartram along the eastern seaboard and piedmont. He also pays attention
to William Bartram, John Fraser, and the Michauxs (father and son),
all of whom penetrated the mountains of Western North Carolina in the
latter decades of the 18th century.
Various volumes on the Bartrams have been published through the years,
but the place to start is Williams colorful description of his
adventures first issued in 1791. My favorite text is the Naturalists
Edition titled The Travels of William Bartram (1958), edited and annotated
by Frances Harper. In Andre and Francois Michaux (1986), Henry Savage
focuses upon the story of those remarkable Frenchmen as they crisscrossed
the mountains for nearly two decades.
A newer book that may not be in your library system (but should be)
is Stephen Spongbergs A Reunion of Trees: The Discovery of Exotic
Plants and their Introduction into North American and European Landscapes
(1990). The author is a horticultural specialist at the Arnold Arboretum
in Boston, Mass., who has himself journeyed to China in search of rare
plants.
The book tells the story of botanical explorations throughout the world,
starting with the colonial period on down to the present. Spongbergs
vivid portrait of the early plant hunters of the southeastern region
of the United States contained in his opening chapters is groundbreaking
in regard to its synthesis of significant events and figures
as well as for the authors keen eye for telling details. The illustrations
of various people and plants culled from obscure sources bring the pages
to life.
The so-called mountain camillia (Stewartia ovata) is a trendy plant
these days in horticultural circles. Mention its name in the right setting
and eyes will light up. Some years ago, I described in a regional newspaper
a form of Stewartia that I had located on the Little Tennessee River
with purple stamens. At least 10 people immediately contacted me about
its location.
Stewartia is a grand plant that would make a stunning addition in wildflower
gardens as a small tree or shrub if the proper techniques for propagation
could be developed. The story of Stewartias discovery is precisely
told and illustrated by Spongberg, along with those of Southern Appalachian
specialities like oconee bells (Shortia galacifolia), fetterbush (Pieris
floribunda), Frasers magnolia (Magnolia fraseri), various rhododendrons,
and others.
I hope you are inspired to take a closer look at these printed sources
and make the early tradition of plant hunting in WNC a part of your
own flower-hunting forays.
For a sense of what it was like back then, lets close with a description
from Andre Michauxs journal. On June 14, 1787, Michaux was proceeding
up the Whitewater River on the present S.C.-N.C line just south of Cashiers.
Without being aware of their location, he had already passed through
one of the two regions in the world in which Shortia occurs naturally.
He discovered a stand of Shortia and collected a specimen of the fruit
that was deposited in an herbarium in Paris. Asa Gray, Americas
first great botanist, discovered that fruiting structure in Paris in
the early 1840s. He set off a search for the plant in the southern mountains
that lasted for most of the century.
We had to pass over rocks, straddle huge trees fallen over thick
bushes where we could hardly see to go because of the density of the
thicket, the high close hills and the darkness which gloomy weather
produced in that location, and the fogs which made it appear as if deep
night surrounded us.
The trouble and the confusion were increased by the noise of the
waterfalls of this river over rocks and several creeks which we had
to ford ... (In) these surroundings there were no other paths but those
beaten by bears and sometimes by Indians. On top of the continual worry
of walking over snakes I sensed an increase of horrible fear when we
had to pass over huge trees which were so rotten that they gave way
under the feet and we were half buried under the bark and the leaves
surrounding them.
Come to think of it, the gorge region of the Blue Ridge escarpment,
once fully engaged, is not very much different today. Its rough,
exhilarating country. There are still beautiful wildflowers to discover
there and elsewhere in these mountains that will be entirely new to
you and me. Perhaps we need to emulate the spirit of those old-time
plant hunters.
(George Ellison is a writer who lives in Bryson City. He wrote the
biographical introductions for the reissues of two Appalachian classics:
Horace Kepharts Our Southern Highlanders and James Mooneys
History, Myths, and Sacred Formulas of the Cherokees. Readers can contact
him at P.O. Box 1262, Bryson City, N.C., 287713, or at ellisongeorge@cs.com.)