How I met Frederick Stoddard

About me: Dawn Power

I'm a wife, mom, and Nana from the St. Louis area. My weekdays are spent working in supply chain logistics negotiating contracts and tracking down shipments for my retail customers. When I'm not working or tending to family matters I'm researching. All things history and genealogy related are fascinating to me. I am the family historian to both sides of my wonderfully eccentric, and obnoxiously huge family. I collect family stories, documents, and photos in an effort to make them accessible to everyone. Museums, libraries, and old archives are my favorite playgrounds. I love to organize the information that I find and build stories that , hopefully, people will enjoy.

One of the things I love to do is adventure out to estate sales. These sales can be every bit as interesting as the exhibits in the local museums. There's art, there's period antiques, there's old original photographs! It's a visual catalog of items from someone's life, offering hints about them as a person, and their history. Because family history is so dear to me, I'm heartbroken every time I stumble upon old family photos and documents at a sale. I often wonder how someone could let go of such precious heirlooms. So, I started rescuing any old photos (pre-1940) that had names on the back. Once home, I would research the names to see if I could locate another branch of the family that would be interested in having the photos. I have been able to rehome several special pieces, including this beautiful marriage certificate from 1879 that I was able to mail to their great-grand daughter in Arkansas. She was so grateful to receive it.

On March 13th, 2020, just a week before the country went on full lock down for Covid-19, I went to an estate sale in Chesterfield, MO where I purchased a framed print of a sketch of the old St. Louis courthouse by Roscoe Misselhorn and a manila envelope of old letters and correspondence from the early 1920's-30's. While standing in line waiting to check out I found myself staring at a frame on the wall. It was matted, and without my glasses, it looked as if it were several sepia tinted photographs. It was a Sunday, so the $15 price tag was reduced to $7.50. Soon, I was called up to the register so I snatched the frame from the wall and would give it a closer look once I had the frame home.

That night I was admiring my haul from the day, sifting through the old letters and wiping down the frames. I was most excited about my Misselhorn print. I love his work and like to collect the prints that I find frequently at these sales for just a few dollars. As I tilted the frame to the side to wipe down the ends, the light caught the shimmer of silver pencil lead. Wait!...Stop! To my surprise, what I thought was a Roscoe Missellhorn print turned out to be an original sketch! What a find! I could barely contain my excitement!

This immediately made me curious about the other items. In sorting through the letters, Most of them appeared to be correspondence from folks across the country writing into local radio station KMOX regarding their thoughts on the music played by two young ladies during "The Steinway hour". STIFEL. Where do I know that name? Stifel Nicholas? Stifel Bank? The Stifel theater? I dug in and confirmed that the estate sale that I attended that day was the grandson of Otto Stifel, owner of Union brewery in St. Louis during the early 20th Century! One of the young ladies playing piano on KMOX was Alma Stifel, Otto's daughter-in-law.

Now it was time to give my mystery piece a closer look. After some inspection (glasses on this time!) I realized that these were not sepia tinted photos. I shook my head and laughed ("Dawn, you dummy"). Now, more intrigued, I attempted to figure out what it was I was looking at. The signature at the bottom right of the frame showed "Compliments of F L Stoddard". Who the heck is F L Stoddard? I wondered. A quick google search revealed that there was an artist that went by that name living in St. Louis at the turn of the 19th century. He was commissioned by the mayor of St. Louis, in 1905 to paint the murals inside City Hall, downtown. Fascinating! I'd never been in city hall before. My friend Jen lives in the city and always complained about going there to pay her property taxes. She had a love hate relationship with the place. Paying taxes = bad People watching = fun!


In the piece there are 3 separate vignettes. A distinguished, George Washington looking fellow is dominant figure in each one. He was clearly someone very important. "Who is he"?!!!!

Vignette #1

The old gentleman is sitting at a desk listening intently to a woman across from him as a young girl balances on her tippy-toes to the side. Meanwhile there are a couple of frustrated looking characters in the background. Is George Washington ignoring them? I'm beginning to think this is a sketch of the DMV. This is definitely a watercolor painting, and doesn't appear to be a print. I've never seen a watercolor painting of people in such amazing detail before. I can almost see the pleats the girls dress swaying as she struggles to wait patiently. The curls of her hair bounce as she fidgets. Look how lovingly George rests his hand on the little girls hand! This one has some water damage, which which makes me sad.

Vignette #2

Riverboat in the background, which makes me feel like this may be set in St. Louis. Some folks who appear to be hurt or wounded, and there's George...reaching out to hold the hand of a young man being carried through the riverfront on a stretcher. He's a truly caring man. Did the wounded folks come off that boat? Is this a rescue of some sort? Again, with the flowy pleated fabrics. There's a story being told, I just wish I knew the details behind it.

Vignette #3

Old George is starting to feel like a celebrity of some sort. These children appear excited to meet him. Little girl in the center has a perfect Nelly Olsen curl down the back of her hair. The soft faded textures are almost contrasting with the amazing detail of the figures themselves.


I need to figure this out. I just bought this crazy detailed watercolor painting from the estate of Otto Stifel's grandson for $7.50. It's signed by an artist who painted murals in the mayor's office down town 120 years ago and they are still intact today. There must be scads of information out there on him!

I was shocked to find that there was not.

After weeks of scouring the internet looking for some history on F. L. Stoddard, I was able to glean a few bits of information hidden several archives online, I realized one thing that I had not done. I had researched Stoddard and Stifel individually but hadn't found much. Finally, I decided to search the two names together........GOLD!


Both names came up as listed in the 1905 Report of the St. Louis Board of Education. it was there that not only did I find the details behind the piece that I had purchased, but a photo that matched my painting exactly! In my hands was a significant piece of St. Louis history that not tying Frederick Stoddard, Otto Stifel, and James Yeatman together! Amazing! This set me on a mission to uncover more about Frederick Stoddard. Does the mural still exist somewhere? What other works has Stoddard done that have faded into the forgotten pages of history? These questions have led me on an adventure that continues today.