Anna Fitch

First published Nevada author was well-traveled woman

When one thinks of most women in the mid to late 19^th century, mental pictures of a woman in a long dress whose interests center predominately around home and family generally come to mind. But this was an era of active women’s suffrage and women began entering traditionally male-dominated fields. Some of those women were more active than others; Anna Shultz Fitch fits that category.

The Hawaii Honolulu Advertiser obituary described the death of Anna as, “removes a woman who had achieved fame in the West as an author and one who figured no less prominently in the early days of Nevada and California than did Col. Fitch, her husband.” The April 16, 1904^, edition of the Los Angeles Times said that “… she was an authoress of note and a woman who numbered many brilliant characters among her personal acquaintances.”

How did she acquire such literary stature? Anna’s most important influence was her husband, Thomas Fitch. Fitch was a wanderer searching for his life’s goal; that of a U.S. Senator or Territorial Governor, a pinnacle of political success which he never seemed to find. He was fortunate in his searching that he met a young San Francisco author, Anna Mariska Shultz, and he married her there on January 1, 1863. 

At this point her geographical world expanded far beyond her wildest imagination.  She moved with Tom to all the Western territories (including Hawaii) and numerous states well over 20 times as he sought that elusive U.S. Senator position or governorship of a territory. Even though he attained the high rank of a U.S. Congressman from Nevada, that wasn’t enough. An orator with a keen mind, he seemed to have no equal, and he became known far and wide as the “Silver Tongued Fitch.” 

However, by the prestige Anna achieved in the literary field, it seems to prove that he met his match intellectually. Anna achieved her success as she relentlessly moved from one home to another, for Tom felt it was necessary to purchase a home and establish residency in every move to show that he was serious about being a permanent resident. Setting up one household, or even several, could be considered average for a married couple. Setting up the number of households she had to and still making time for writing, as well as anti-suffrage activities and other social involvements, would be considered superhuman, even by today’s standards.

Anna was born in Shoreham, Vermont in 1840. It’s not known when she moved to San Francisco. Almost immediately after her 1863 marriage, her extensive traveling began. In the February 26, 1881, issue of the Reno Evening Gazette: “At the Metropolitan hotel are Mr. and Mrs. Fitch, who have probably lived in more of the United States than any of its known citizens; that is to say, they have lived in professional and social importance in more of the Territories than any couple I know.”  

Coming to Nevada in 1863 and living in both Virginia City and Washoe City, Tom, a newspaper owner, and editor, also was admitted to the Nevada Bar in 1864. He became Washoe County Attorney, practiced law, and ran a newspaper. Anna associated with Mark Twain, Dan DeQuille, R.M. Daggett, and Joseph T Goodwin because of Tom’s business relationships. She was at ease in those social settings and, although she was known in the San Francisco area for her writings before marriage, she undoubtedly learned some literary techniques from those men to gain the literary reputation she held nationwide. She even collaborated with some of them in a newspaper series. 

Anna became active in the Nevada anti-suffrage movement and wrote a lengthy “Open Letter to Hon. Curtis J. Hillyer” that was published in the Territorial Enterprise on April 25, 1869. Her use of the English language against Assemblyman Hillyer’s legislation supporting a women’s right to vote was masterful. However, her powerful argument didn’t reverse his support of suffrage and the amendment to the Nevada Constitution he introduced, requesting that the word “male” be struck from Article II, the Suffrage clause, passed. Suffragists were jubilant and had high expectations for successful passage in the 1871 Legislature when it would be voted on a second time. In that session Anna’s anti-suffrage arguments held sway, and the bill failed to pass. That 1869 session was the earliest formal attempt at women’s suffrage in Nevada. It wasn’t until 1911 that serious attempts were made again, and Nevada women finally gained the right to vote in 1914.

As an author, Anna is notable for an exceptional accomplishment. In 1870 she published her first of three books, “Bound Down, or Life and its Possibilities.” By that early date, until additional documentation is found to the contrary, she is credited with being the first woman to have a book published in Nevada or any of the Western territories or states. (Sarah Winnemucca Hopkins’ “Life Among the Piutes: Their Wrongs and Claims” was published in 1883, 13 years later.) Anna also published many of her numerous poems. She was held in high stature in the literary world.

Anna continued writing and published two more books. In 1882 “The Loves of Paul Fenley” went to print and 1891 she co-wrote with husband Tom, “Better Days, or a Millionaire of Tomorrow.” This book went into four printing editions. 

With all the many moves, Anna’s health became fragile and when she was ailing with Bright’s Disease, now called nephritis, the couple moved to Hawaii in 1891.

They returned to Los Angeles in 1903, and Anna died soon after at age 64. Both she and Thomas are buried at the Chapel of the Chimes Memorial Park, Masonic Cemetery section, in Hayward, California.

Published Works:

1870   Bound Down, or, Life and Its Possibilities.
1882   The Loves of Paul Fenley
1891   Better Days, or, A Millionaire of Tomorrow. With Thomas Fitch

The Song of the Flume by Anna M. Fitch, 1914

AWAKE, awake! for my track is red,
With the glow of the coming day;
And with tinkling tread, from my dusty bed,
I haste o’er the hills away,
Up from the valley, up from the plain,
Up from the river’s side;
For I come with a gush, and a torrent’s rush,
And there’s wealth in my swelling tide.
I am fed by the melting rills that start
Where the sparkling snow-peaks gleam,
My voice is free, and with fiercest glee
I leap in the sun’s broad beam;
Tho’ torn from the channels deep and old,
I have worn through the craggy hill,
Yet I flow in pride, as my waters glide,
And there’s mirth in my music still.
I sought the shore of the sounding sea,
From the far Sierra’s height,
With a starry breast, and a snow-capped crest
I foamed in a path of light;
But they bore me thence in a winding way,
They’ve fettered me like a slave,
And as scarfs of old were exchanged for gold,
So they barter my soil-stained wave.
Thro’ the deep tunnel, down the dark shaft,
I search for the shining ore;
Hoist it away to the light of day,
Which it never has seen before.
Spade and shovel, mattock and pick,
Ply them with eager haste;
For my golden shower is sold by the hour,
And the drops are too dear to waste.
Lift me aloft to the mountain’s brow,
Fathom the deep “blue vein,”
And I’ll sift the soil for the shining spoil,
As I sink to the valley again.
The swell of my swarthy breast shall bear
Pebble and rock away,
Though they brave my strength,
they shall yield at length,
But the glittering gold shall stay.
Mine is no stern and warrior march,
No stormy trump and drum;
No banners gleam in my darkened stream,
As with conquering step I come;
But I touch the tributary earth
Till it owns a monarch’s sway,
And with eager hand, from a conquered land,
I bear its wealth away.
Awake, awake! there are living hearts
In the lands you’ve left afar;
There are tearful eyes in the homes you prize
As they gaze on the western star;
Then up from the valley, up from the hill,
Up from the river’s side;
For I come with a gush, and a torrent’s rush,
And there’s wrath in my swelling tide.

Researched and written by Patti Bernard, 2022. Updated 2025.