Ripples from La Prairie Voyageur Canoes: Chapter Eight: Master of Fort Colvile, (1829

Fort Colvile stood on a broad terrace above the Columbia River at Kettle Falls, where the whole force of the river dropped in a long, roaring curtain of white water. The sound of the falls was constant—summer and winter, day and night—a deep, rolling thunder that worked its way into a man’s dreams. Salmon fought their way up those falls in numbers that staggered newcomers. The local tribes had fished here for centuries. The Hudson’s Bay Company had simply built its post on the same logic: where the fish and the people and the transportation routes already met.

François Rivet arrived in 1829, transferred from the Snake Country brigades at the age of seventy-five. He had outlived most of the men who had started with him on the Missouri a quarter-century earlier. His hair was white now, the skin of his face and hands permanently darkened and creased by sun and wind. The younger company servants called him Old Rivet without irony. Age had not removed him from usefulness. It had simply changed the nature of the work.

At Colvile he served first as interpreter. The post dealt with a complex mix of tribes—Colville, Spokane, Kootenay, Lakes, and others who came to trade or to fish. Rivet’s long years among the Salish and his facility with the trade languages made him valuable. He also turned his hand to the practical ironwork the post required. The Columbia boats—sturdy, clinker-built craft designed for the big river—were constructed at Colvile. Rivet, who had never been a trained blacksmith, became what one later observer called a “hedge blacksmith,” a man who could heat and hammer the simpler fittings, nails, and repairs that kept the boats in service. It was not elegant work, but it was necessary, and he did it.

The rhythm of the post settled around him. Spring brought the express canoes and the outgoing fur returns. Summer was the season of the great salmon fishery and of boat-building. Autumn saw the trapping parties come and go. Winter closed the upper country in snow and ice, and the men of the post lived on stored salmon, game, and whatever garden produce the short season had allowed. Rivet had known harder winters in the Bitterroot and the Snake Country. Here there were walls, a regular issue of rations, and the company of men who spoke the same mixture of French, English, and Indian languages he had used for decades.

In 1830 news came up the river that cut through the ordinary routine. François Rivet the younger—his eldest son, the boy born in the first years with Therese—had drowned at the Dalles of the Columbia. The young man had been with Peter Skene Ogden’s brigade. A boat had been sucked into a whirlpool in the long, violent rapids; nine men, one woman, and two children were lost. François Jr. was among the dead. He was about twenty-one. The father received the news at Colvile the way he had received most of the hard blows of his life—quietly, without recorded outburst. Therese felt it more visibly. The family had already known loss; this one was sharper for being so sudden and so far from help.

Two years later, in 1832, the company placed Old Rivet in charge of Fort Colvile for a time. The decision still startles. He was seventy-eight years old. Promotion at that age was almost unheard of. Yet the post needed someone who understood the Indians, the freemen, the river, and the daily mechanics of trade. Rivet had no fancy education and signed with a mark, but he possessed the rarer qualification of having stayed alive and competent in the country since the days of Lewis and Clark. Visitors who passed through in these years remarked on the old Frenchman who had once traveled with the American captains and who now kept the post’s business moving with calm authority.

The wider fur trade was beginning to show its age as well. The fashion for beaver hats was fading in Europe and America; silk was taking its place. The streams that had been rich in 1810 were trapped out or badly depleted. The Hudson’s Bay Company continued to operate, but the great days of expansion were over. At Colvile the work went on—salmon, boats, furs, accounts—but the sense of a frontier still opening had given way to the feeling of a system maintaining itself.

Rivet remained at the post through the middle 1830s. His sons Antoine and Joseph were now grown men with lives of their own. Julia and Peter Skene Ogden continued their complicated, peripatetic existence within the company. Therese stayed connected to her Salish relatives even as she lived within the orbit of the posts. The household that had once moved as a single lodge on the trail was now dispersed across the Columbia District, linked by blood, marriage, and the long memory of shared seasons.

By 1837 the old man had decided that the time for permanent retirement was near. The Willamette Valley, south of the Columbia, had begun to attract former company servants and freemen who wanted to farm rather than trap. French-Canadian families were taking claims on the rich prairie lands near the new Catholic mission. Rivet had spent more than thirty years in the mountains and on the big rivers. He had one more move left in him—not into new country this time, but into a quieter chapter that would still demand its own kind of endurance.

In 1838 he would leave Fort Colvile and the sound of Kettle Falls behind. Before that departure, however, he looked out over the Columbia one more season, felt the spray of the falls on the wind, and understood that the river which had carried him so far was finally releasing him to the land.

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Chapter Nine: French Prairie and the Big Wedding, (1838–1845)

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Rivet of the Rivers: The Extraordinary Life of François Rivet, Voyageur, Mountain Man, and Patriarch of the Pacific Northwest

Chapter One: Blood of the Voyageurs, (1754–1790s)

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Chapter Two: The Missouri Beckons, (Late 1790s–1803)

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Chapter Three: Engagé of the Corps, (1804–Spring 1805)

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Chapter Four: Free Trapper on the Missouri, (1805–1808)

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