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Creffield and the Holy Rollers made page one headlines from 1903 to 1907. When I was researching Holy Rollers: Murder and Madness in Oregon’s Love Cult I spent months transcribing hundreds of articles. I’m not sure why I was so obsessive. Maybe it was my way of immersing my self into a cult without joining one. Anyway, I’m posting them all for those who are really interested in the story, or are interested the history of journalism, or are interested in how a scandalous story played out in the "media" in a by gone era. Since I no doubt made typos and unconsciously corrected papers' typos, these web pages should not be cited in anything serious (e.g. your dissertation). For such projects they should only be used as starting points and you should refer to the original sources. If you want a shorter version of the story, buy my book. Enjoy.

August 1, 1904: Creffield says, "I am Elijah"

 

Edmund Creffield
Joe Haege as Edmund Creffield

HEADLINES IN DIFFERENT PAPERS FOR THE SAME ARTICLE

 

Morning Oregonian (Portland) 8/1/1904 p11

Says “I Am Elijah”

Prophet Creffield Maintains His Claim to Title. Rebuked At Jail By Visitors. Prisoners Hurl Curses at the Chief of Holy Rollers, but He Lies In Quilt on His Cot.

 

Corvallis Times 8/3/1904 p1

 

“I am not crazy; I am Elijah!” Thus spoke Joshua Creffield, prophet and founder of the “Holy Rollers,” to ministers of the gospel who visited the prisoners incarcerated in the County Jail yesterday afternoon. He raised himself from the cot on which he was lying, propped his head on one hand, batted his eyes at the men on the other side of the bars from his position on the cot and replied, ion a stronger voice than he has used since his capture: “I am not crazy; I am Elijah.”

 

Creffield spent a comparatively quiet day, save for times when he was subjected to curses and jibes from the other prisoners. To these he paid no attention. Accusations, oaths, ridicule, sarcasm were poured into his ears from almost ever other man incarcerated in the Bastille. At times he turned over on his cot to sneer at his tormentors, at other times he batted his eyes and worked the muscles of his face as though about to break into a torrent of rage, but he spake no word, not even in complaint to the jailer.

 

The prophet awoke at an early hour, and was immediately given some nourishing food. After eating he lay down on the cot again and apparently fell asleep. Until noon he remained in this mood.

 

Shortly before 1 o’clock yesterday afternoon he was given more food, and was asked how he felt.

 

“I feel stronger,” he said. “I guess I will be all right in a few days. I am Elijah.”

 

There was some color in the prophet’s face yesterday. It was evident that he was feeling better and was recovering his composure. The pallid appearance of his features when he was first brought to Portland was partly due to fear. He seems to recognize now that he is safe, and although he does not say so, it is apparent that the County Jail is most welcome after the pit beneath the Hurt residence in Corvallis. He did not renew the request he made of Detective Hartman on the way to Portland, that he be allowed to have a Bible in the jail. He seemed to want to spend the day in rest.

 

In the middle of the afternoon Creffield arose from the cot and walked unsteadily around the cell. Once more he was subjected to the sarcasm of the other prisoners, but he made no answer. He remained on his feet for about ten minutes, then lay down on the cot again.

 

An Oregonian representative visited Creffield during the afternoon, but the apostle would not talk concerning the charge over his head, or concerning his experiences during the period when he was hiding from the officers of the law. He listened to questions asked him with a peculiar look in his eyes and seemed not to hear. At times he looked up quickly as though bringing himself from a reverie, but he answered no question except to say “I am Elijah.”

“But there are other Elijahs” he was told. “Dowie says he is Elijah also.”

“There are many impostors,” replied Creffield. “I am Elijah.”

 

 

Oregon Daily Journal (Portland) 8/1/1904 p1

Creffield Says God Will Protect Him From People

Holly Roller Apostle Confined in a Prison Cell Talks of His Religion and Expresses Pity for Those Who Accuse Him--Tells How the Light First Came to Him and Says He has No Fear.

 

“I am in God’s hands. He will protect me from this poor, benighted people. Let his will be done.”

 

Leaning against the bars of corridor No. 2 at the county jail, and gripping the upright iron rods as if to steady himself, shortly before being taken to the police court this morning, Edmund Creffield, high Holy Roller apostle and self-styled Joshua spoke concerning his religion and the plight in which he finds himself.

 

When summoned from his cell by Sheriff Word he was lying on a cot, face downward, supported by his elbows, poring over a calf-bound copy of the bible supplied him this morning by O. V. Hurt, an elder in the faith, whose family he wrecked. He swayed as if very weak when he came forward.

 

“How are you feeling this morning, Creffield?” inquired the sheriff.

“I am some better now,” he answered. He spoke in very low tones with a curious little catch in his voice at intervals. A man slightly below medium height, with thin, “taffy” hair and a medium mustache of the same neutral tine, a pale, pasty complexion and rather light blue eyes, he resembles nothing so much as a type of exhorter so frequently seen at street gatherings.

 

AIR OF MARTYRDOM

 

The man’s eyes have a peculiar look as if his thoughts were far away from his surroundings. When he speaks, however, his countenance does not lighten as does that of the absent-minded man suddenly taking cognizance of a question asked him. After a fashion he assumes an air of martyrdom, without throwing any fervor into his language or actions. He makes no gestures whatever, and only at one time displayed any interest in his surroundings.

 

“Are you surprised to find yourself in this place?” he was asked.

 

Apostle Joshua looked his interrogator in the face as if partly dazed by the query. His lips moved once as if to answer, but emitted no sound. Half a minute passed before he uttered a syllable.

 

“I am in God’s hands. He will protect me from this poor benighted people. Let His will be done.”

“What is your trade?” was the next question.

“I am a minister of the gospel.”

 

What was meant by trade being explained to him, the apostle said that he was a laboring man and had worked on farms. He added that he is still a laborer, “working in the Lord’s vineyard.”

 

In answer to a query as to where he was born he answered “In Germany.”

 

How long have you been working in the Lord’s vineyard?”

 

The self-styled Joshua looked down and shifted his weight from one foot to another as if in weariness.

 

“Let me think,” he said. “I do not like to answer a question of such importance as that without thinking first.”

 

A full minute elapsed, during which the apostle gazed dreamily at the opposite wall.

 

“It must be about six months,” he finally replied. “Then I received the light that I was called to go forth for the Master.”

“How did you receive the light?”

“It came to me mentally at first and then went into my heart where I gained spiritual knowledge. Then I knew I was Joshua. Others received the same light and came and told me I was the appointed one.”

 

While his voice was still low, Creffield spoke more clearly without a catch in his voice making this answer. The next question brought a faint tinge of color into his cheeks.

 

“You know what these people accuse you of. Have you committed these crimes?”

 

There was another pause before answering, and the hesitation marking his answers generally was again in evidence when he spoke.

 

“Poor benighted people! They are all in the dark.” That was all he said.

 

Creffield was visited yesterday by the Rev. J. Vertteig who cuttingly advised him regarding his so-called religious practices.

 

“Get that notion out of your head that you are one of God’s pets. It is that idea which has brought you where you are, and the sooner you are rid of it the better for you.”

 

 

Oregon Daily Journal (Portland) 8/1/1904 p1

Says God Will Plead

Creffield Refuses Aid of Attorney in Presenting His Defense.

 

“God will plead my case.”

This declaration was made by Edmund Creffield, self-styled prophet, leader of the Holy Rollers and alleged wrecker of many homes, when arraigned before Municipal Judge Hogue this morning by Deputy District Attorney Haney on a charge of criminal assault and asked if he wanted an attorney to defend him.

 

“You had better secure some one earth to defend you--I’m afraid I can’t hear God,” replied Judge Hogue.

 

“Do you realize that this charge is a serious one; that there is strong feeling against you and that if the allegations made are true you will go to the penitentiary?” asked Judge Hogue of Creffield.

 

“I understand it,” replied Creffield in a voice hardly audible.

 

“And you want no attorney?” urged the court.

 

“No, God will not justify me to have one,” said Creffield.

 

When arraigned and the complaint read, Creffield replied that he was not guilty, and to Deputy Haney said he wished to waive examination and go before the grand jury. However, Judge Hogue thought that in the prisoner’s present feeble condition, he was hardly able to say just what he wants, and decided to continue the case until Thursday, to give Creffield time to rest. Judge Hogue said he felt it to be a duty to give him a hearing. It was agreed that the prisoner shall be regarded as standing mute, and the case will be called Thursday as though nothing had yet been done.

 

Creffield was removed from his cell in the county jail and brought to the central police station this morning at 10 o’clock. It was 11 when he was brought from the prisoner’s room, and led before Judge Hogue. He was very weak, but noticeably stronger than when he arrived in Portland Saturday night from Corvallis. He had to be supported by Bailiff Goltz, and trembled violently at times. He appeared oblivious to all spectators and there was a far-away look in his eyes.

 

A crowd that filled the courtroom to overflowing was present. When the Holy Roller was led out every one leaned forward, eager to catch a glimpse of the man who had created such turmoil and whose teachings have sent many insane. But if they craved to hear the so-called prophet speak, they were disappointed, for his words were heard only by the few who gathered about him in front of the court’s railing.

 

Deputy Haney read the complaint charging assault on Mrs. B. E. Starr and asked Creffield to state his plea. He said he was not guilty, and in answer to the court’s questions said God would care for him.

 

When the high priest of the Holy Rollers was asked what he thought of the advice given him by Mr. Vertteig, he answered:

“He is a good man. He lives according to his light. He has not the same light that I have.”

 

As his interrogator was about to leave Creffield suddenly stood upright, with both feet resting firmly on the floor.

 

“Do you hear” ----. He stopped speaking suddenly, and then, lowering his voice almost to a whisper cautiously continued: “Do you know what they are going to do with me?”

 

ANXIOUS AS TO FATE

 

He was informed that a good many people believe him insane, that he might be examined by the insanity commission. If determined sane, he would probably be charged with a number of crimes and tried.

 

“Poor, poor people! They are in the dark” was his comment.

 

He stood a moment as if in thought, and then, with a slight show of animation, his eyes taking on a look of almost human intelligence, added:

“God usually tells me everything that is going to happen, and this is the first time he has failed to inform me. But I am at peace. I am in His hands and he will protect me from all harm.”

 

His interrogator had started to move away, when Creffield called him back.

“I ought not to have asked that question,” he volunteered, with a scarcely perceptible cadence of regret in his tones. “If God had wanted me to know He would have told me. I am sorry I asked, but I thank you for telling me. I thank you.”

 

Returning to his cell, walking unsteadily, the “apostle” lay down in his former position and began to turn the leaves of the Bible supplied by Elder Hurt.

 

He spoke so low that it was necessary for Deputy Haney to repeat his words to Judge Hogue. After Creffield stated he wished to go to a higher court, Judge Hogue asked Attorney John F. Logan if he would taker the prisoner into a side room and have a talk with him. This was done and again he declared that God will care for him. He said that if it became necessary for him to speak, according to the promises in the Acts of the Apostles, the Holy spirit will give him tongues with which to speak and words to utter.

 

Attorney Logan asked Creffield is he was strong in mind, to which he replied that he felt famished and as though his brain were in a whirl; he wished a few days rest before anything further is done, he said. He reiterated his statement of innocence.

 

B. E. Starr, who signed the complaint against Creffield, was not present in court, but many others interested were.

 

O. V. HURT ARRIVES

 

O. V. Hurt, Creffield’s father-in-law, came down from Corvallis yesterday morning, together with Mr. Starr. His wife and daughter, Mrs. Maud Hurt-Creffield, are still in the insane asylum at Salem and Miss May Hurt, a beautiful girl of 17 years, was recently released from the Boys’ and Girls’ Aid society here.

 

It developed this morning that May Hurt knew all the time that Creffield was hiding under her father’s house and that she helped feed him during his three months sojourn there. She had taken a vow not to reveal his whereabouts, and remained true to it. She will go home with he father tonight, having recovered from the effects of the Holy Roller teachings.

 

“I never belonged to the Holy Rollers, although they met at my house a long time,” said Mr. Hurt. “I never had any use for them, but was unaware of the destructive teachings of the cult until my family had been broken up and my wife and daughter sent to the asylum. At Corvallis, when the mobs sought to destroy Creffield, it was my pleadings and advice that saved him, but I never have believed in mob law and would not give my consent. All that was needed to cause the mobs to take him from the jail was a signal from me.”

 

After being arraigned, Creffield was removed to the county jail. This morning he appeared in a blue serge suit, a soft white shirt and black shoes. He wore no tie.

There is a difference of opinion among officials as to his sanity. But it is believed that it is only on religion that he is mentally wrong. On other subjects this morning he talked perfectly rational.

 

 

Evening Telegram (Portland) Mon 8/1/1904 p5

Holy Roller Chief Says God Will Be His Lawyer

Feeble Of Mind, Creffield Was Given Time To Think Over His Plea.

 

“God will plead my case. I need no lawyer.”

 

With a slight wave of his hand, Edmund Creffield, leader of the Holy Rollers, in a low whisper that could be heard but a few feet, used the above expression when he was arraigned before Judge Hogue at the Police Court this morning. Unable to stand alone, the prisoner supported himself by leaning against the desk before which he stood.

 

Believing the prisoner did not fully realize what he was doing, Judge Hogue continued the case until Thursday morning, hoping by that time Creffield would have gained strength.

 

The specific charge against the mysterious minister of the gospel is adultery, the complaining witness being B. E. Starr, who alleges that the prophet had undue relations with his wife Donna Starr, religion being the cloak under which he worked.

 

Creffield’s case is the strangest that has ever come up in the Portland Police Court. Much was revealed when the prisoner was released from his cell in the city jail and was obliged to walk across the court room and take his stand before doings brought stern denunciation, his actions and his condition today touched the humane side of the many spectators who had crowded the courtroom to see him, and they all pitied him.

 

COULD SCARCELY STAND

 

As he left the prisoner’s box, he stepped carefully and slowly, and as he advanced toward the judge he supported himself against the wall of the room. Supporting himself against the desk, he listened to Deputy Prosecuting Attorney Haney read the complaint.

 

Creffield seemed to stagger as he heard the words. Then he braced up and stood looking into space, apparently hearing nothing. Judge Hogue asked him if he wished a hearing in the Police Court or to waive examination and go before the grand jury. In a low voice he said:

“Waive examination. God will not justify man to have a lawyer.”

 

Attorney John A. Logan was appointed by the court to have a talk with the prisoner and see what could be done for him. Mr. Logan took the prisoner into a private office and after a few moments returned to the court and said:

“Your Honor, the prisoner needs to be kept quiet until he regains his strength. He is not crazy. He talks rationally (sic) only when the question of religion is approached.”

 

On this recommendation, Judge Hogue continued the case until Thursday. In the mean time it is understood that some of the officers will take the weak and starved prisoner for daily walks about the streets so that he will regain his strength, through getting wholesome food and sunlight.

 

Creffield is both mentally and physically weak. Because he had remained under the O. V. Hurt residence for nearly three months, he gradually wasted away, and went into a state similar to that of a child. When any one talks to him, ideas seem to come to him, and slowly he is becoming himself again.

 

He is not crazy, but he has gone without food so long that he is unable to work his mind readily, and he has to stop and think until things are recalled to him.

 

SLOWLY GAINS STRENGTH

 

Since being brought to Portland from Corvallis by Detective Hartman Saturday night, Creffield has gained considerable strength and if now allowed to go slow he can walk alone, while when he was first arrested he was not able to stand alone. He has more strength this morning, and more animation is noticeable in his features. The expression of his eye is not that of a crazy man.

Creffield is a small man, not over five feet high, and will weigh about 130 pounds and is about 30 years old.

Creffield this morning gave a reporter for the Telegram the first interview since he his away from the searching officers. He talked freely, but slowly. It seemed hard for him to collect his thoughts, and he could hardly raise his voice above a whisper. Led on by many questions, the self-styled prophet told a queer story of his exclusive religion.

 

THINKS HE WILL GET WELL

“I feel better than I did when they found me under the house,” said the prophet. “I think that I shall get well. Of course, if I am to die, I shall die, but I feel better this morning than I have for a long time.

 

“No, I am not guilty of the charge. Yes, I know Mrs. Starr, and I did not have any undue relations with her or with any of the women.”

 

Creffield talked more freely about religion than any other thing, but when doing so, mind seemed to wander.

 

“I am Joshua, the prophet while on this earth, and when I am called by God I shall be turned into Elijah,’ was his reply. “I went under the house because I was told to hide away by the Lord. I was crucified while I was there. God came to me. I was to suffer for my people. I was to die from hunger and from the cold. Yes, I ate sometimes while under the house, but that was only when God told me to. I crawled to my hiding place on my hands and knees.

 

RESTORATION TO COME

 

“Our religion means the restoration of all things. The restoration of the world will soon come. The seals mentioned in Revelations will soon be broken and curses and plagues will visit the earth. The world will be destroyed by fire and there will be a new world on which nothing but peace will reign. there will be no sin. It will be the same as in the Garden of Eden. Everything will be the same as at the beginning of the world.”

 

O. V. Hurt under whose house the alleged prophet was hiding is in Portland today. He said: “I guess there is nothing new to say about this man. We found him under the house, and that is all there is to it. Well, if I had known he was there I think that I would have pulled him out. It was about 20 feet from the opening under the house to the little cave in which he was hid. No light whatever could get to him, as he was directly behind a brick basement wall.”

 

Morning Oregonian (Portland) 8/1/1904 p11

Finds Paradise In Hawaii. Ernest W. Darling, of Portland, Heads New Sect

 

HONOLULU, July 15.--Special Correspondence.)-- The “nature man” of Hawaii has returned to California after having lived in a most primitive style in the suburbs of Honolulu for more than two months, eating only bananas, coconuts, taro, papaya, poi and other fruits and vegetables so easily obtainable in the Islands.

 

Hawaii has proved a veritable paradise for the “nature man,” as he styles himself. He has discarded all conventional clothing except only the thinnest net undershirt and a pair of bathing trunks, and has lived in closest communion with Nature. Without hat or shoes and only covering enough on his body to escape the clutches of the law, this strange being has sojourned in the glorious semitropical climate and preached his new outdoor doctrine to crowds of curious but not thoroughly convinced disciples. He has slept in the open fields without the least protection from the night air and subsisted exclusively on fruits, nuts and vegetables. His intelligent face and pleasant conversation indicate him to be an educated and well-read man, his “fad” idea being the only real extraordinary thing about him.

 

IS STUDENT OF UNIVERSITY

 

The “nature man’s” name is Ernest W. Darling, of Portland, son of Dr. and Mrs. James Darling. His extreme notions, he explains, have been adopted from a study of the squirrels of the woods and observing that they thrive well on nuts, are comfortable in ground burrows.

 

From a puny consumptive, weighing less than 90 pounds, although six feet in height, Darling has now a splendid physique, is hard of muscle and tips the scales at over 160 pounds. This transformation he attributes entirely to his primitive style of living. The “nature man” is of fair complexion and wears a mass of long yellow hair, which he keeps well combed. “One might as well look neat and sweet,” he explains. “Always comb your hair toward the crown, not away from it, as nine out of ten people do. This is the way nature intended the hair to be brushed.” His face is covered by a thin beard and mustache and during his visit he has ridden about the streets of Honolulu on the unnatural bicycle.

 

ARRESTED AS A VAGRANT

 

The beautiful dream of the “nature man,” however, came to a close Tuesday, when the High Sheriff arrested him on the charge of vagrancy, inasmuch as he was without visible means of support, the Hawaiian law being quite strict on that point he was convicted, but sentence was suspended so that he might have time to secure passage for “parts unknown.”

 

Darling has spent a great deal of his time in writing his experiences, using a peculiar phonetic spelling of his own. The following is his account of his visit at the great volcano of Kilauea, Hawaii: (see Darling file for his odd spellings.)

“After a fine sleep I rose and began looking about the landscape below. I noticed a grate expanse of level lava laying in a circle about 3 miles across. Here & there were flurries of smoke coming up thru the cracks. Over toward the far side was a large crater-like opening from which a whitish smoke rose. A bystander said something about the volcano as I stood looking across. ‘Volcano?’ said I, ‘is that the volcano?’ I was standing on the edge of the crater of the grandest active volcano in the world & yet was not aware of it til I was told while standing there just in front of the Volcano house.

“Kilauea, mighty giant,

Soon 2 sleep I think you'll be,

On thy very brow defiant;

Yet no harm doth come 2 me.

 

Kilauea, oft I wonder,

Of thy depths, what in them b,

But I we en, no more you'll thunder,

Red-hot lava 2 the sea.

 

Kilauea, useful giant;

Thou help God make fire Hawaii

A thankful song & not defiant,

We will sing 2 honor thee.

 

SATISFIED WITH SCANT ATTIRE

 

“At 7 o'clock I started 2 cross down toward Hill. The sky was full of cold clouds. While the people living near the crater we very heavily dressed I was content 2 wear but a vale over my breast & a pair of short tights below.

“On each side of the rode we the grandest jungles of tropic vegetation I had ever seen. Towering fern trees (40 ft. hi) sweet guava, banana palms & 100 other trees, vines, shrubs never seen by me before.

“I took a good feed of the big re raspberries plentiful all along the

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Newspaper Articles about Creffield & the Holy Rollers

1897-1899:Local Lore, News Of Corvallis and Vicinity Told in Brief B. C. (Before Creffield)

1900:Holy Rollers' Lives Before Creffield

1901:Holy Rollers' Lives Before Creffield

1902:Holy Rollers' Lives Creffield

January 18, 1903: Fred Mitchell Attempts Suicide

June 10, 1903: Salvation Army Major Deserts and Joins the Holy Rollers

October 31, 1903: Zealot Worshipers Burn Furniture, Dogs & Other Things

November 2, 1903: Fanatics In Court

November 3, 1903: Had Promise of Tar and Feathers

November 4, 1903: Flight of The Apostles

November 5, 1903: Once-Esteemed Family No Longer Has the Sympathy of the Community

November 6, 1903: Rollers Take On New Life

November 7, 1903: Is Creffield Back?

November 11, 1903: “Apostle” Creffield Still Under Cover

November 24, 1903: Girl of Sixteen Almost Insane

November 25, 1903: In Pursuit of Creffield

November 27, 1903: The Lord May Starve Them

November 28, 1903: Holy Rollers Receive Unwilling Baptism

December 7, 1903: Demented Woman Suffers

December 8, 1903: Hurt Seen In Portland

December 11, 1903:Holy Rollers Roll Into Eugene Church

December 21, 1903:Holy Roller Victim Worse

December 22, 1903: Linn County Holy Rollers

December 23, 1903: Is Crazy Now

December 29, 1903: Holy Rollers’ Not Liked at the Dalles

December 30, 1903: Owner of Property Refuses to Permit Séances

January 6, 1904: Holy Rollers Tarred and Feathered

January 9, 1904: Their Welcome Departure

January 12, 1904: Editorial Comment: “Put yourselves in our place!”

January 13, 1904: Where Brooks Went

January 19, 1904: Our Brainy Contemporaries

January 25: Holy Rollers’ in Hobo Camp Life

February 1, 1904: Camp In Linn County Is Broken Up By Officers

February 6, 1904: How They Tell The Holy Roller Story In Far Off Scotland

February 11, 1904: Medium Mystify Corvallis People

March 1, 1904: The “Holy Rollers” Offend Humanity

March 16, 1904: Holy Rollers to Be Arrested on Serious Charge

March 17, 1904: Where is the Apostle?

March 21, 1904: Reward For Creffield's Capture

March 23, 1904: Fugitive Creffield

March 28, 1904: Reward is Offered

April 1, 1904: “Holy Roller” Chief Very Badly Wanted

April 18, 1904: Holy Roller High Priest Is Seen

April 29, 1904: Urania Seeley is Arrested

May 2, 1904: Frank & Mollie Hurt are Committed to the Asylum

May 4, 1904: Maud Hurt-Creffield & Sophia Hartley are Committed

May 7, 1904: Attie Bray &Rose Seeley are Committed

June 11, 1904: Attie Bray Escapes

June 17, 1904: Mae Hurt is Committed

June 29, 1904: Sarah Hurt is Committed

July 22, 1904: Holy Roller on Death Row

July 29, 1904: Creffield Found Half Dead Under Hurt’s House

July, 30 1904: Armed Guards Protect Creffield

July, 31 1904: Corvallis Could Not Raise a Mob

August 1, 1904: Creffield says, "I am Elijah"

August 2, 1904: Creffield Does Not Dislike Prison

August 4, 1904: Creffield Says He Is Entirely Purified

August 5, 1904: He Does Nothing Unless Directed by God

August 6, 1904: Creffield Believes in Satan and Eternal Punishment

August 9, 1904: No Flowers For Creffield

August 13, 1904; The Holy Rollers And The Man Who Made Them

August 16, 1904; Creffield Reward Will Be Returned

August 19, 1904: Followers in Asylum Stick To Faith

August 23, 1904: Creffield Will Fight His Own Case

August 28, 1904: Creffield Destroys His Revelations

September 16, 1904: Creffield is Guilty

September 21, 1904: Holy Rollers go in and Out of the Asylum

March 22, 1905: Prison Life Of Joshua Creffield>

April 8, 1905: Life In Corvallis Returns to Normal

December 12, 1905: Frank & Mollie Hurt Have a Baby Girl

April 24, 1906: Creffield Establishes a Camp Near Waldport

April 30, 1906: Donna Starr Leaves Children to go to Her Spiritual Love, Joshua Creffield

May 1, 1906: Creffield Takes Credit for The San Francisco Earthquake

May 3, 1906: Creffield In Fear Of His Life

May 7, 1906: Holy Roller Shot Down Like A Dog

May 8, 1906: Medal to Be Given Mitchell in Recognition of His Killing

May 9, 1906: Oregon Prosecutor Would Aid Mitchell

May 10, 1906: Shows No Emotion At Husband’s Grave

May 11, 1906: Bail Is All Ready

May 12, 1906: Mitchell Denied Bail

May 13, 1906: Creffield is Due To Rise Today

May 14, 1906: Creffield’s Widow Watches At Grave

May 15, 1906: Corvallis Starts Fund for Defense of Mitchell

May 16, 1906: Holy Rollers Starving Near Heceta Head

May 17, 1906: Public Sentiment Favors Mitchell

May 18, 1906: Creffield Railed in Vermont

May 19, 1906: Mitchell to Enter Plea of Not Guilty

May 27, 1906: Joshua Says Not to Worry

June 1, 1906: Morris Claims Mitchell Rid World of a Fiend

June 16, 1906: Prosecution and Defense are Making Last Preparations

June 19, 1906: Many Witnesses For Mitchell

June 24, 1906: Trial Will Cost Taxpayers Ten Thousand Dollars

June 25, 1906: George Mitchell on Trial For His Life

June 26, 1906: Mitchell Jury is Selected With Care

June 27, 1906: Mitchell Trial Held Up By Squabble

June 28, 1906:  Jury is Secured to Try Mitchell

June 29, 1906: Trial is Now on in Earnest

June 30, 1906: Mrs. Creffield's Testimony

July 1, 1906: Creffield’s Ghost Controls His Flock

July 2, 1906:  Esther Mitchell on Stand Refuses To Aid Brother

July 3, 1906: Hurt Tells of Debauched Wife and Debased Sisters

July 4, 1906: Creffield’s Unsavory Record Presented to the Jury

July 5, 1906: Expected Admissibility of Evidence Will Arouse Controversy

July 6, 1906: Others Testify They Wished to Kill Creffield

July 7, 1906: Insanity Expert on the Witness Stand

July 8, 1906: Plan To Revive Holy Rollerism

July 9, 1906: Killing of Judge Emory May Effect Mitchell

July 10, 1906: Mitchell Case Goes To Jury

July 11, 1906: Not Guilty

July 12, 1906: General Rejoicing at Mitchell’s Acquittal

July 13, 1906: Esther Mitchell Kills Her Brother!

July 14, 1906: Mitchell Boys Are Done With Esther

July 15, 1906: Hurt Will Come to Aid of His Daughter

July 16: 1906: Will Mortgage His Home for Daughter

July 17, 1906: Let’s Think When We Talk

July 18, 1906: Mrs. Starr’s Life Threatened

July 19, 1906: Mrs. Creffield Weeps in Jail

July 20, 1906: George Mitchell’s Attorney Offers Aid to Murderesses

July 21, 1906: Mitchell Boys to Stand by Esther

July 22, 1906: Hurt Thinks Both Women Are Insane

July 23, 1906: Frater Favors a Commission of Alienists

July 24, 1906: Mackintosh Will Oppose Calling Commission

July 26, 1906: Is Reconciled to Holy Roller Wife

July 27, 1906: Holy Rollers Seek Home in Wyoming

July 28, 1906: Mitchell Juror is Insane

July 30, 1906: Esther Will Deny Committing Murder In The 1st Degree

July 31 1906: Esther Mitchell Says Not Guilty

August 1, 1906: Relatives to Help Esther Mitchell

August 4, 1906: Creffield Greatly Hurt True Religion

August 6, 1906: Mitchell Boys in Drunken Row

August 8, 1906: St. Louis Woman Coming to Convert “Rollers”

August 12, 1906: Esther Mitchell Close to Death from Typhoid

August 13, 1906: Esther Mitchell Not Seriously Ill

September 1, 1906: Four Charged with First Degree Now in County Jail

September 10 1906: To Examine Minds of Slayers

September 12, 1906: Hurt Thinks His Daughter Insane

September 13, 1906: Esther Mitchell Objects to Help

September 14, 1906: Women Not Agitated

September 15, 1906: Mrs. Creffield’s Trial Set for Next Month

September 17, 1906: Mrs. Creffield on Stand

September 18, 1906:  Maud Creffield Anxious to Hang

September 19, 1906: Are They Sane of Insane?

September 21, 1906: Both Women May Go Scott Free

September 22, 1906: Where is This Thing to End!

September 23, 1906: Murders Must Be Tried

September 24, 1906: Must Not Deport

September 25, 1906: Judge Frater is in Very Small Business

September 28, 1906: Insanity Board Not Paid

October 1, 1906: Holy Roller Woman Dies While in Trance

November 9, 1906: Mrs. Creffield Said to Be in Very Nervous State

November 17, 1906: Maud Creffield Dies in the County Jail

November 18, 1906: Death May End a Hypnotic Spell

November 19, 1906: Reviews Findings in Examination of Brain

November 20, 1906: Mrs. Creffield Killed Herself with Poison!

November 21, 1906: Poison Is Found In The Stomach Of Mrs. Creffield

November 22, 1906: Esther Says Maud Did Not Kill Herself

December 4, 1906: Washing Dirty Linen

December 17, 1906: Sad Christmas For Holy Roller

February 21, 1907: Esther Mitchell Goes to Asylum

April 30, 1907: Esther Mitchell Still Believe in Creffield & His Return

April 6, 1909: Esther Mitchell Leaves Asylum

April 9, 1914: Esther Mitchell Marries James Berry

August 3, 1914: Esther Mitchell is Dead By Own Hand

1953 Stewart Holbrook's Murder Without Tears

1951 Startling Detective Magazine: Nemesis of the Nudist High Priest

A List of All the Articles

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Sample Chapters from Holy Rollers:
Murder and Madness in Oregon's Love Cult

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The Cast of Characters
Photos and Bios of the Holy Rollers

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Holy Rollers' Asylum Commitment Papers

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Info for Book Groups

Book Reviews

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1903 to 1907 Newspaper Articles About the Holy Rollers

1906 Editorial Calling for Gun Control
After Multiple Murders Involving the Holy Rollers

Stewart Holbrook Holy Rollers Article

Advertisements from 1893 to 1913

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Oregon Insane Asylum
Where the Holy Rollers Were Committed

Creffield, Brainwashing & Thought Reform

Early Cases of Not Guilty by Reason of Insanity

1906 Autopsies Of Holy Rollers
Forensics Before CSI

Holy Roller Bizarre Divorce Decree
Hartley describes trying to kill his wife's lover

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Comedians on Edmund Creffield

The Shadow Testament
A Play About The Holy Rollers

How the Fire Fell
A Movie About The Holy Rollers

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Life in Corvallis in the early 1900s

Life in Waldport, OR in early 1900s

Heaven's Gate

Facts & Stats about 1906
And How The Holy Rollers Measured Up

Oregon State Penitentiary
Where Creffield Was Incarcerated

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Info about Cults

Could you ever be lured into joining a cult?

Share your thoughts about, and experiences with, cults

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Creffield's Preachings

Creffield Vs. Crefeld

The Salvation Army Opening Fire in 1886

Holy Roller Theology

Reverend Knapp's Bible Songs of Salvation & Victory
Songs Sung by the Holy Rollers

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About the Authors

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