Today's post is about a place full of fire and lava run by a guy with horns on his head. Naturally, I'm talking about the old volcano at Knott's Berry Farm.
The sign above the infernal little fellow shown above reads, "This is the appratus that controls the volcano. It was made by Henry Legari, and is operated by the gentleman turning the crank. (Sound effect by Bob Hilliard.)" A wide view -- probably around 1950 -- is seen below.
Throughout the 1930s, Mrs. Knott's Chicken Dinner Restaurant had grown in popularity and size. At the end of the 1930s, the latest expansion gave diners an underwhelming view of an irrigation standpipe that was part of Walter Knott's farming operations. Ever the problem-solver, Walter figured out a solution: Turn the standpipe into a 20-foot-tall volcano! In addition to hiding the standpipe, the volcano would also add to the growing list of diversions available to guests waiting for their turn at a chicken dinner.
The volcano was built in 1939 at a cost of $600. The lava rock was hauled in from Pisgah Mountain, near the Knott's old homestead in Newberry Springs. Desert landscaping was added. So were signs, reading, "Danger, keep out!" and "Only active volcano in Southern California. Moved in from the Mojave Desert complete—and has been erupting faithfully ever since." Appropriate noises and steam eminated from the volcano. (The photo below shows the volcano in the 1940s.)
One of the volcano's most peculiar attributes was a strange mechinism of cranks, belts and motors that seemed to be operated by a little articulated devil figure (seen above). Some say the devil was added in the 1950s or 1960s, but historian Phil Brigandi points out an article in the Santa Ana Register from late 1939 that mentions him: "One must stop and read the description of how Mephistopheles does his 'devilish work.' By a little study you can follow the work of the many wheels that 'run' the eruptions. The latest radio amplifying set is used with real sound effects such as one hears in many radio programs... Through all these many turns and twists of the 'devil' the much talked of Inferno turns itself loose on the watching public...."
During World War II, a rumor began to circulate that microphones were hidden under some of the tables at the restaurant, and that an antenna inside the volcano was broadcasting the conversations of visiting servicemen to enemy listening posts. The FBI came out to investigate and peer down into the volcano. They found nothing, of course, but it made for a great newspaper story. (I've often wondered if having his patriotism called into question during the war had any effect on Walter Knott's ultra-patriotic stance in later years.)
In 1952, as the restaurant and surrounding shops continued to expand, the volcano had to be moved. It wound up near Marion and Toni Knott's Sport Shop, not far from the Gold Mine. The new location allowed the volcano to be connected to the Farm's steam plant, which provided an impressive blast of steam with each "eruption."
The color postcard image above shows the relocated volcano as it looked around 1960. Note the added cowboy statue.
The volcano and its diabolical control box were demolished in 1998. I've heard the rumor from numerous people that the devil ended up "going home" with someone who used to work for Knott's. I haven't been able to substantiate this rumor, but the FBI hasn't debunked it yet, either.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
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I was just chatting about this devil guy on a Flickr post a few days ago. I always remember ol red and his volcanoe closer to the sisters shops and in the days Walter Knott could still be seen walking around His Berry Farm.
My Grandfather knew him very well and he discussed his plans for a ghost town attraction people could look at while waiting for a table at the chicken dinner restaurant.
Many years later when I was a curator at the now defunct Anaheim Museum I wanted so much to have an exhibit on early KBF, too bad the museum was in the wrong city.
Keep on bringing back OC history!
Wow, what a great post. I also love that ridiculous rumor about the microphones under the tables, etc. So dumb! But I guess it just goes to show how paranoid everybody was, perhaps understandably after Pearl Harbor.
By the way, thanks to Phil Brigandi for discovering that the "devil" is even older than we thought. I have corrected the text accordingly, citing my source.
Hi Chris - Great post! I have in my records that the devil went along with the pipe in November of 1939, if anyone wants to be that anal about it...
Thanks for this post, Chris - what a cool little oddity; too bad they couldn't keep it going!
Merritt - I can't believe you don't have the actual day and time!
So glad for this article!
Only ever saw the volcano in its second location, but I remember the devil and his lair being a lot more finished out - a fully sculpted figure in a detailed scene. I also recall seeing him from a side view and not head on like in these shots. Could the devil have been refreshed in the 50s giving rise to the rumor that that's when it was built?
Anyone have a picture of the later look of the volcano devil?
I am saddened to hear that he, the Devil is gone. I looked forward to my family's annual road trips to Southern California in the 60s and the devil was what I loved the most. He will be missed; I would watch him crank the gears and the boom sound that followed, he would pause then crank again as stem came out of the opening of the volcano, it was magical...
I used to go there a lot during my childhood in the 1940's and 1950's but somehow I missed this. Maybe the adults in my life thought I was too young to see it. But we ate at the Chicken House at least once a month in those days of my early childhood.
Great post and thank you! I still remember this in 2016! I remember this little guy working away with the volcano rumbling in the background. I don't remember what the vacuum tubes did? It is funny I remember this simple thing and the fact it made such an impression on me as a kid. Of course it is gone today. It would probably be considered too unsophisticated for today's culture. If it was created today, it would probably would be a finely polished holographic exhibit. But somehow I don't think that wold be as memorable as the older version. Thanks again! I am glad we have some pictures of it.
If it's true that it went home with someone, I would like to keep it in the family. My grandfather made it.
If it's true that it went home with someone, I would like to keep it in the family. My grandfather made it.
So,... Zen Cowboy,... Tell us about your grandfather...
I'm really bumbed to find out the devil and volcano are gone. One of my last visits I was able to show it to my wife who was a California noob then. I'm pretty sure I took some video of the little devil too. What's next? Am I going to show up behind the assay office and find Sad Eye Joe gone too? Well, let met tell you a little something about that missing devil: I just may know the whereabouts of the little guy and I've heard he's doing well. If you want more information, here's what I have:
"I ain't a'talkin'!"
Zen Cowboy: I didn't s3e your comment until after I made the one above. I want you to know in all seriousness I have no information on where to look for the devil. Sorry for your loss. I was very disappointed myself when Mott's Miniatures were taken from the park, only to be disappointed again and again when I found out the plans to open the museum elsewhere kept falling through. As a side note to this, I had a friend, Sam Porter, who almost was able to acquire one of the original Disneyland monorails to put on public display. His deal fell through as well. I'm not sure society's love of nostalgia will survive in the coming times. Things change so fast nowadays nobody grows attached to anything before it's gone. Be thankful for your bittersweet love for nostalgia and know it may be a vanishing human trait. Do the latest generation of Americans have fewer feelings than the older, vanishing generations?
I have two color photos of the Knott's Berry Farm Volcano Devil taken about 1983. It looks a bit different and perhaps smaller than the old one. It was my favorite attraction at the park. The last time I saw it, the volcano rumble was created by little wooden hammers hitting a common window screen. The amplified sound then came from the volcano. Let me know how I can send you a scan of the 1983 devil to post here.
So. Let me tell you how I got here. I was just talking to my stepson, Jadon, about Knotts Berry Farm. The date and time is: April 29th, 2020 @ 1:00pmEST out of all the amazing things I told him about, the Devil and the Volcano were my most favorite. I wanted to make sure I had my facts straight, so I Googled: Knotts Berry Farm little devil, and found this article. I showed him the pictures and we had a great time talking about my experiences at Knotts. I also have attatchment to this wonderful theme park as my grandfather, William Howell, who seemed to know EVERYONE from Anihiem Hills to Corona and the Chino Valley, used to know Mr. Knotts very well. I then saw that this article was written by Chris Jepsen. I had the pleasure of calling him my best friend when we were in middle school. It's because of him that I know who Dr. Demento and Weird Al are. I just can't believe the wondrous rabbit hole I went down this morning to wind up here. I hope everyone is safe and well. Thank you Chris. Miss ya man.
-Christian Zinser
P.S. I can't believe the Devil and Volcano are gone. It saddens me to no end to know this.
I miss it as well!!
I ate a lot of meals at the Chicken House in the 1940s, yet I don't remember seeing this. I continued to wander often at Knott's Berry Farm until they started charging admission. I can't believe I don't remember this. I loved Knott's best before the arrival of Disneyland and it tried to compete.
I remember Knott's from the 60's on. My dad was the big fan who introduced me to the park. We'd start off at going through the Ghost Town. My mom enjoyed the haunted shack. Fiesta Village was a lot different back then too. Camp Snoopy did not exist. The park was much smaller. It was mostly old west themes. We'd wander over to see the replica of Independence Hall. My mom was the most fascinated by this since she was a political science professor. Then we'd go to Mrs. Knott's Chicken Restaurant. I would stare at the devil turning the gears to run the volcano. I was completely captivated, trying to figure out how the little guy did that. Thanks to Mrs. Knott's recipe, I fell in love with boysenberry pie and her preserves. Years after, we saw some interesting performances at the John Wayne Theater, including one by Jerry Van Dyke. I still have a rabbit skin from one of the stores from when I was a kid. It rests on a credenza in my home. We'd often spend a few days up in the area. One day going to Knott's, the other to Disneyland. And the evening we arrived we'd go to the Movieland Wax Museum. I miss those days.
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