Sections of water pipe and ridges of cloddy black dirt littered the new streets, stacks of
pine lumber shown white around the bare framework of what was to be the Bishop
Hotel, one small house stood to the west of this and bright electric lights shown from a
little frame commissary, the only other building in the settlement.
That was the town of Bishop which the Dan W. Taylor family, the first permanent
residents, found when they climbed off the early morning train on June 19, 1910.
Mr. Taylor, who was to head F. Z. Bishop's land sales force, and son Eldridge, had come
on ahead of the rest of the family. Mrs. Taylor and four little girls, Sue, Aline, Betty and
baby Dannetta, had a bit of trouble getting tickets to Bishop - the agent couldn't find it
on the map.
"It is down there in Nueces County, my husband said so," curly-haired little Mrs. Taylor
insisted. Her tickets read "Bishop," but the conductor declared he had no stop at such a
place. He could take the family on to Kingsville, there was a town there.
But the Taylors had set out for Bishop, whether on the map or not, and the conductor stopped his train and let them off at the
construction camp where Mrs. Taylor insisted the town should be.
"We climbed over the dirt and pipe to the commissary," Sue, who is now Mrs. Ernest miller, tells. "Charlie Jones and Tom
Moudy served us a grand breakfast, fresh cantaloupe, pancakes and bacon".
After breakfast they went over to their new home, the first house built in Bishop, a five-room brown bungalow facing on Fifth
Street. Built on a lot which is now the east part of the Humble Service Station property, this house was moved a number of
years ago and now stands at 403 E. Sixth St. and is occupied by the Gus Schraders.
Construction moved fast that first summer, Mrs. Miller says. Sidewalks were started, street lights went up along Fifth Street.
The name BISHOP was spelled out in electric light on the water tower before the town officially had that name. Work was
rushed on the big hotel, and the workmen lived in tents across the street.
Charlie Jones drove his light dray wagon, with spring seat and tarpaulin cover, back and forth to Kingsville for supplies and
to bring over the mail once a week.
A big steam plow broke the first acres of land for Mr. Bishop's experimental garden in what is now the Brown Addition, and
an artesian well was drilled there. Next, a small acreage northwest of the rainroad was plowed, and by early winter, steam
plows were sending up black smoke both east and west of town as they turned the prairie pasture into farm land.
Mr. Bishop and Mr. Taylor were busy bringing in home seekers from Central Texas and other points. Often they would come
over from Corpus Christi with cars full of men, stop
by the Taylor house and leave a load of groceries
and go off to look over the land. Mrs. Taylor would
cook up a meal for the visitors, and it was Sue and
Aline's job to wash the stacks of dished -- they were
the happiest girls in Texas when the Hotel was
completed and took over the hospitality end of the
land sales game.
And land sales went well. Almost every morning
emigrant cars loaded with household goods, farm
equipment and livestock were shuttled onto the
railroad siding. By September, there were enough
children in town to start a school. Mr. Bishop built a
one-room school building and employed Miss Molly
Moore as teacher that first term.
Mr. Taylor organized a Sunday School, held in the
school house, and served as Sunday School superintendent. Brother Bennie Goodwin, a Baptist preacher and part time
carpenter and farmer, preached the first sermons in Bishop in the little school building. The Taylors were members of the
Christian Church, other new residents belonged to the Church of Christ, so the two groups joined together for a time in the
first church organization in Bishop.
For recreation, Mr. Bishop turned a 40-acre tract along Carreta Creek into a City Park with lake, swimming pool, bathhouse,
band stand, trees and shrubs, and a big deer enclosure that proved to be a train-stopper for the home seeker excursions en
route to the Rio Grande Valley. Mrs. Miller recalls all kinds of good times in that park, and on one of Bishop's big birthday
celebrations, she won a canoe race dressed in an Indian costume her mother had contrived.
About this time a larger house was built for the Taylors west of the railroad (now owned by R. E. Michalk). The Taylors later
lived in a two-story house off the angle road, and in 1915 were in a house on the west side when the Fourth of July Flood
forced them to take refuge in the second story. People around them used cotton bales for rafts to get out of the high water.
When Mr. Bishop ceased operations here in 1916, Mr. Taylor handled land sales in other parts of Texas and was in the real
estate business in Corpus Christi until his death a few years ago.
The Millers returned to Bishop in 1924, and Mrs. Miller is the only member of the family who has continued to live here.