In the early days of Wyoming statehood, when Laramie was still finding its footing as a frontier town, two extraordinary women found each other. Grace Raymond Hebard and Agnes Wergeland would go on to become pivotal figures in the University of Wyoming’s development, but their story goes far beyond their academic achievements. This Valentine’s Day, Iโd like to highlight how, through letters, poems, and daily life shared at their home, they forged a bond that defied the constraints of their era.

Though their lives stretched from the late 1800s to the early 1900s, a time when same-sex relationships were not openly discussed, research by scholarsโincluding Virginia Scharff, E. Cram, and Kylie McCormickโsuggests Hebard and Wergeland shared an intimate bond that went beyond friendship.
Hebard and Wergeland were partners in life and work, supporting each otherโs academic endeavors and personal interests. They shared a common vision of advancing knowledge, culture, and social justice in Wyoming and beyond. They were also part of a network of women scholars, writers, and activists who challenged the male-dominated norms of their time.
Their relationship was not widely publicized or acknowledged, but it was evident in their letters, photographs, and writings.

Grace Raymond Hebard was born in Clinton, Iowa, on July 2, 1861. Armed with a civil engineering degree from the University of Iowa in 1882, she joined her family in Cheyenne where she began her career as a draftsperson and engineer for the U.S. Surveyor General’s office. When the University of Wyoming began construction in 1886, Hebardโs connections to prominent Wyoming families and her brotherโs position in the territorial assembly helped secure her appointment to the Universityโs Board of Trustees in 1891. At age 29, she left Cheyenne for Laramie, beginning what would become a 45-year dedication to the University.

Agnes Wergeland was born in Norway in 1857 and became the first woman to earn a doctoral degree in that country. She was a poet, historian, and professor who taught history and Spanish at the University of Wyoming from 1890 until her death in 1914 at age 56.

She was also a feminist and a suffragist who supported womenโs rights and education. She wrote several books and poems in Norwegian and English, some of which were published posthumously by Hebard.
Before coming to Wyoming, Dr. Wergelandโs life is described as lonely and melancholic. This childhood experience helped to shaped her into a reserved and private person. But Wyoming would become her refuge and Dr. Hebard her companion and cure for loneliness.
With optimism, Dr. Wergeland moved to Wyoming in 1902 where she made a fast home of the university library. โI spent this morning in the library. I like to be there. I like the books and the view.โ There is where she may have first met and grew close with UWโs first librarian, Dr. Grace Raymond Hebard.

In late 1905, Wergeland realized her dreams of owning a home when she and Hebard bought a lot to build their shared home called โThe Doctorโs Inn.โ They broke ground early the next year, eagerly checking the progress each day on the two-story home. The house still stands at 318 S. 10th in Laramie.


Each created a personal sanctuary on the second floor. Hebardโs rooms overlooked the Snowy Range with large windows and plenty of light for her extensive library. Wergelandโs front rooms claimed the balcony, which she filled with flowers. She created a private place to play her piano, still preferring to play alone but leaving her door ajar for Hebard to hear as she hurried about her own work in the other room.
In their new home, Wergeland was able to explore being the artist she always wanted to be. While still pursuing her other scholarly work, she began penning poetry in Norwegian. An excerpt from aย translated poem describes the satisfaction she found in her life with Hebard:
When I come through the door
One greets me welcome, we help each other
To bear the household burdens and make life easy for each other.
We both know what it is to be out among strangers
And take the crumbs of benevolence and consideration which the world gives;
And as long as we live we shall not forget
That Lifeโs hills are long, and two pull better than one,
Together we discuss the problems of the day, while the evening meal
Is devouredโand here you must not think
We live in any great splendour;
Professors, you know, never get richโฆ
As professors, they may have not been rich, but the salary must have been adequate because in 1908 Wergeland paid cash for 40 acres in the Snowy Range by Libby Creek. For the lot, she purchased a log cabin built in the style of her European homeland. She called her acreage โLittle Norwayโ and carved a sign for her cabin dubbing it โEneboโ or โThe Hermitage.โ Here she and Hebard spent their summers in seclusion.

At Enebo, Wergeland found a tranquil refuge that further inspired her poetic creativity. Some of her work was intimate, such as these two works. Written for Hebard, both describe a concert they attended. As Hebard became enraptured with the music, Wergeland lost focus of all else but Hebardโs hand. With extended thoughts about hands as the tools of action, turning our interior selves out for the world to see, Wergeland wrote of Hebardโs strength of character and determination.
Excerpt from โThy Handโ:
The music ceased. โ I knew not โ
Thy hand was all my thought,
So small and fine and delicate it was,
The gentle throne for thy mild spirit,
Thy strong and lovely profileโs complement,
Thy very self, thy soul, thy roguish smile.
For all its whiteness โtis a working hand:
Its clever fingers are the surest bond
Between work and that wise clear will of yours
Which is workโs spiritโฆ
And I would gladly kiss those flower-stems,
So jealously half-hid by lace and silk;
And in my own how gladly I would hold
Thy warm hand, index of thy noble mind.
Excerpt from โMay I sing then, dear, the song of thy hand?โ:
May I sing thee, dear, the song of thy hand?
No lovelier possession shall heaven me send!
I see thee now, as I saw thee, and
to the music rapt attention, forward bent-
while the music rattled and muttered in storm
my heart sang a song of a different form;
my eye swept thee up in a motion so fleet
and kissed thy sweet self from head to feet,
ah, never was love more tenderly near
and whispered its secret to soul and earโฆ

Wergelandโs health declined in 1913, but she still celebrated her favorite holiday, Christmas, with her companion. She cleaned the house and decorated it using Norwegian traditions, such as a small fir tree and grain for the birds. She and Hebard also spread their generosity to others, bringing gifts to their friends and to the hospital. Hebard later recalled their last Christmas together: โWas not this all strangely prophetic, that her last Christmas should be her best, happiest, and brightest? Did she know it was to be her last? I sometimes think she did.โ
Wergeland was interred in her doctorate regalia and with the silk American flag she received with her American citizenship. Today, the two women are buried side by side, sharing a headstone at Laramieโs Greenhill Cemetery. Hebard would live another twenty-two years without her most cherished partner.

Hebard went to great lengths to preserve Wergelandโs memory. For example, University of Iowa Professor E. Cram writes of a briefcase found in Hebardโs papers at the AHC:
Hebardโs name appears worn by time and contact with the fold-over top. Wergelandโs initials appear new. The difference in the clarity and strength of the embossing suggests two different times. Although the story of this briefcase is perhaps the most difficult to understand, my queer intuition ponders if Grace etched Agnesโ name on her briefcase to carry Agnes with her after her death. Perhaps clichรฉ, but Hebard was a sentimental pioneer, and this was especially clear when the woman who was a part of her world moved through the process of dying and encountered the world of the dead.1


The legacy of Grace and Agnes extends beyond their scholarly contributions or their role in Wyoming’s development. Their story reminds us that even in the most restrictive times, people found ways to build meaningful lives together. Whether in their Laramie home or their beloved summer cabin in the Snowy Range, they created spaces to be fully themselves – as scholars, activists, and companions who held each other through life’s joys and sorrows, even in a time when such love dared not speak its name.
Post contributed by AHC Simpson Archivist Leslie Waggener.
A huge thanks to Wyoming historian and WyoHistory.org editor Kylie McCormick for bringing my awareness to this beautiful story of Grace and Agnes.
To see how media attitudes toward same-sex relationships evolved over time, explore our Virmuze exhibit “A Different Kind of Spotlight: How the media has portrayed queerness throughout the decades.” This exhibit traces how mainstream media coverage of LGBTQ+ relationships transformed from the 1980s and 90s onward. The Bennett Hammer collection reveals the gradual shift from silence and stigma to growing visibility and acceptanceโa journey that helps us appreciate how far we’ve come since Grace and Agnes had to express their devotion through poetry and shared domestic life rather than open acknowledgment.
- E. Cram (2016). Archival ambience and sensory memory: Generating queer intimacies in the settler colonial archive, Communication and Critical/Cultural Studies, 13:2.


















































Beyond Prissy: The Literary Ambitions of Butterfly McQueen
In a small collection at the American Heritage Center – apparently the only archival collection of her papers anywhere – actress Butterfly McQueen preserved a series of typescript works that made me wonder: of all her experiences, why did she choose to document these particular stories?
Born Thelma McQueen in Tampa, Florida, in 1911, she picked up the nickname “Butterfly” while dancing in A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Most people remember her as Prissy, the chatty and easily flustered house servant in Gone with the Wind (1939). But the personal archives she chose to preserve tell a much richer story about her life beyond that famous role.
A Voice Beyond Hollywood
In the 1970s, McQueen self-published the literary works found in her papers, pricing them at $2.00 (with a $1.50 student discount) and positioning them as serious contributions to the era’s social and cultural conversations. These materials, now available to researchers at the AHC, provide unique insights into both McQueen’s life and the cultural landscape of mid-20th century America.
In a work she titled “Students or Victims?,” she chronicles her determined pursuit of education across multiple institutions – from City College of New York (CCNY) to Barnard, UCLA, and Southern Illinois University. She writes candidly about being told at Barnard, located in New York City, that “special arrangements” would need to be made for her attendance, contrasting this with the “beauty of California’s free college.” Her account of campus life in the 1970s is particularly vivid, describing the racial dynamics of the “Budweiser lounge” and offering sharp observations about class and drug use in academic settings.
“Black Dog (Female, That Is) at Mt. Morris-Marcus Garvey Recreation Center” documents McQueen’s five years (1969-1974) of employment at the Harlem-based rec center. Her writing captures a challenging time which saw the new community center deteriorating into what she describes as “almost a slum dwelling in four years.” Through detailed observations and candid commentary, she creates a compelling portrait of community life and institutional challenges in 1970s Harlem.
A fascinating piece is “A Fan Letter to Trisha Nixon Eisenhower,” written in the aftermath of Richard Nixon’s presidency. Far from a conventional fan letter, it’s a complex meditation on power, politics, and human nature. She offers a surprisingly nuanced analysis of Nixon’s relationship with the Black community, writing, “One of your father’s greatest sins was to show love for us Blacks,” arguing that Nixon actually supported Black business leaders and understood that hearts “must change voluntarily and not by force.”
Finding Deeper Meaning
But itโs her “Miscellanea” collection, that is particularly rich with insights. “Miscellanea” reveals McQueen’s gift for transforming life’s painful moments into penetrating social commentary. Consider her encounter with Lena Horne, one of the most prominent Black performers of the 1940s, during a wartime radio recording. The interaction occurred during an era when Horne was celebrated for glamorous roles while McQueen was typecast in stereotypical maid roles that reinforced racial stereotypes – parts that McQueen later said she grew to resent. Finding themselves momentarily alone, Horne fixed McQueen with a look and called her “You dog!” – unleashing what McQueen described as “centuries of horridly bitter hatred.” Yet McQueen’s response transcends the personal hurt. Instead of anger, she writes philosophically, “Thank you, Lena Horne for introducing me to the stark pitiable misery of a top success.”
This ability to find deeper meaning in difficult encounters appears throughout her writings. On Jack Benny’s popular radio show of the 1940s, McQueen initially played the girlfriend of Rochester, a witty valet character portrayed by Black actor Eddie Anderson, before being switched to the role of Mary Livingston’s maid. One day during rehearsal, Benny, furious at Anderson’s lateness, declared he “hated all Africans” because of the “dirt and squalor” he saw during USO shows in North Africa. Rather than focusing on the personal hurt, McQueen reflects on missed opportunities for dialogue. She later wondered if she could have used Benny’s outburst to address broader issues of cleanliness and social responsibility in America.
Her observations of Broadway life are equally revealing. She recounts how actor Leon Janney quit Three Men on a Horse after discovering two stars were receiving $1,000 weekly bonuses from box office earnings. While Janney took to his “dressing room cot” in protest, McQueen notes her own response with characteristic irony – here she was, “a BLACK adult,” surprised by the “childish actions” of “a WHITE adult.” Though “a bit peeved” herself, she was more fascinated by the contractual mechanics that allowed some agents to negotiate better terms than others.
Through it all runs McQueen’s mordant wit and unflinching honesty about human nature. Whether describing the “mind-controllers” she suspected influenced celebrities’ behavior or pondering why some prosper through insincerity while others struggle with integrity, she consistently moves beyond personal grievance to explore larger questions about power, prejudice, and human fallibility.
A Life of Unconventional Achievement
McQueen was an unconventional figure in many ways. She was an outspoken atheist who won the Freedom From Religion Foundation’s Freethought Heroine Award in 1989. She earned her bachelor’s degree in political science from City College of New York at age 64, declaring “We were born to improve ourselves as human beings.” Her early involvement with the International Workers Order and its Harlem Suitcase Theater, where she made her acting debut in Langston Hughes’ “Don’t You Want to be Free?”, suggests a longstanding commitment to using art for social change.
What strikes me most about this collection is what McQueen chose to preserve – and what she didn’t. There are no scripts, no Hollywood memorabilia, no material from her famous roles. Instead, she saved writings that documented her observations of American society and her efforts to make sense of her experiences as a Black woman navigating multiple worlds – Hollywood, academia, and community service.
Through her self-published writings, priced to reach students and academics, McQueen seems to have been working to ensure that future generations would understand not just what happened in these spaces, but what it meant. Whether describing a chance encounter with Lena Horne or documenting life at a Harlem recreation center, she consistently focused on moments that revealed larger truths about institutional power and social dynamics in American life. In doing so, she left us not just a record of events, but a model for how to learn from them.
Post contributed by AHC Archivist Leslie Waggener.