The west shore. (Portland, Or.) 1875-1891, January 01, 1876, Page 6, Image 6

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Ja -nary.
She mtst Shmt,
A Twalrt Pag Monthly 1 dimmed Paper, publiihed at
POHTL.AND, Uuuun, by
L. SAMUFX, j Washington-.
(Including Pottage to any part of the United Statet:)
One copy, on year, ft 50
Single Numbers, centi.
Printed by Gio, H. HtMtt, cor. Front & Waihington Mi.
IIY W. I ADAMS, . D., A. M., D.
Many of us in younger days read an
account of the excdition of Lewis and
Clark across the Continent in 1803, with
the most intense interest. We can even
now, almost see their camp fires, all along
up the Missouri River, feel the intensely
bitter frosts that sent their spirit ther
mometers down to thirty degrees below
Farcnheit zero, and follow them wend
ing; their way among savages till they
drank on the same day waters tint ran
into both oceans. Our interest in the
narrative was increased as they descend
ed the hitherto unexplored wilds that
lined the banks of the Columbia, and
became doubly so as they ncarcd the
end of their journey, and gradually
drew back the curtain that had as yet
concealed from Christendom the cream
perhaps of the New World a land
where for aught we knew, would yet be
realised by some of us, the fond anti
cipation of Queen Isabella and her
protege, who saw towards the setting
sun a land of plenty rivers of crystal
purity, mountains white with crcnnlal
snows, rich in golden ore, and washed
at their base by an ocean of peace.
Their rapid journey down the Colum
bia, their gloomy winter among the fogs
ami storms near Astoria, and their
hasty trip homewards by the same mule in
the Spring ; were unsatisfactory to us who
ih'sired a more extended look at the country;
Tom Jefferson had sent them so far to, re
veal, nevertheless, we believe the country
was there. We spent hours in gazing at
thai part ol North America as hid down
on lbs map, wondered what kind of a
country it was, believed in it, fancied we
might some day see it, and felt siiive
that an empire in population, -another
New England would ere long rest on the
Columbia and its tributaries. We saw it
imaged on the brain, in the dim distance,
far beyond the western cloud banks, just
under the brilliant colors that shot up from
lite selling sun , with no path leading to it,
mv a narrow trail through almost impene
trable forests bristling with scalping knives,
cross roaring rivers, and through rocky
defiles, thai none but savages and daring
adventurers would ever essay to pass.
Long years alterwards our trip across
Hit Continent embracing six months of ox
learn travel changed our views of the route,
but more than realised our fondest autici-
Mlionso( the country. How well we
remember hailing our learn near
thirty years ago on the head waters of
the Coloradu, and after gasing Kick
long the road behind us, leading
through narrow defiles, and overcount
less rugged mountain spurs we exclaim
ed: "the man who thinks railroad can
ever be built through this country is a
Time has shown thai scientific en
gineering was able to open up wavs
that we who followed Indian trails
knew not of. The Willamette Valley,
was then but sparsely settled, but llic
cordial welcome extended to new
comers, the anxiety manifested by all
thai we should settle in their immediate
neighborhood, the unlimited range for
our skeleton cattle, over grass covered
IwtiriM, the fertile character of the soil,
the exhaustless forests everywhere adja
cent to the valleys, the purity of the
Uuoks and rivers, fed by mountain
firings, its mild and healthy climate,
and iu beautiful scenery, nude us'all
feel as though we were more than paid for
the hardshi of the trip. We realized the
wish of him who, tired, and disgusted with
the hollow pageantry, selfish avarice, and
fawning sycophancy of a society where de
ception, falsehood, trickery and dishonor,
were fast becoming respectable as a part of
legitimate " business" cried out
" Oh for r lodge in sumo vast wildernMi."
We never expected to live to see a rail
road, and did'nt care much if we didnt'.
We hardly dared to hope ever to see a
steamboat, but rather wished we could,
even if it were no faster than the one Ful
ton first propelled about as fast as a man
could walk, to the astonishment of all the
engineers of the world.
To see our rivers lined with steamboats.
tear up the old " puncheon" and lay down
a lumber floor, to have a good gristmill
in the neighborhood, with an honest mil
ler to live on a piece of land with a title to
it, to know thai the products of our labor
on it were our own and then hungry and
wearied with toil to sit down to a smok
ing hot dinner, prepared on a cook stove
with puddings and coffee, with sugar on
the table. We said Good Lord give us
but these and we'll ask for no more, for
our cup of bliss will surely be full.
This wc hoped for some day but were
not sanguine about seeing it, unless we
happened to live to a good old age which,
of course, we came here to do. The
greatest need of that time seemed to be
tobacco, which we loved passionately, but
if. ,7MW1
H hif.:V?M..-,;.':'l.W,tWdhWj-ir H
rttniw a.-MarAi'AiC
td ride on a railroad in Orcg ui, to pass some how, conscience or something else,
through Ihc loc!;s at "Turn Chuck," to made us ashamed to include the thing in
witness a city spring up on ihe banks of our prevent. Wc trusted the women w ho
the Willamette (liver, daily paperx JWUnwW,fortliat, as thev generally raised a
with dispatches every morning from New , fittje and kepi a "few hands" hanging up in
York and London, a first class illustrated the. smoke house, which, woman like, thev
nio:uhly, and wholesaleslures crammed with
all kinds of machinery, fancy articles and
yaukee notions, with even a decent wagon
road leading to it, was more than we ex
pected to see.
To be sure we exiected that lustcrity
would see all this ami more; but ihe most
we dared to ask for in our daily prayers
was lo be able to exchange our tin dishes
for earthen, to swap oil' our ox team for a
pair of horses and set of harness, to sling
our old wooden mould board plow
into the lencc corner and hitch to a Med
plow; to hear the hum of a threshing ma
chine in harvest, lo exchange our moua
sius for a pair of cowhide Ikxiis, to see
wheat worth fifty cents a bushel instead of
thirty, to gel our mail once a mouth in
stead of once a year across the plains, or,
around Caw Horn, to have a hisi ollice
nearer than thirty-live miles distant ; to
into a coal black cone, and pinned to
gether with wooden pegs, which the mer
chant sold by the yard. We soon, filled
our pocket with tea, and exhaused our
funds paying for a yard of trail rope, which
we deposited in the other pocket, and
started for home thinking that Oregon waa
coming out, and that Portland was its com
mercial emporium. We now saw plainly
why Oregon City was jealous of her rival
twelve miles below. Coming events ra
pidly cast their shadows before after this,
for it was not long till standing one day on
the banks of the Yamhill near where Dayton
now is, we saw a man gliding up the river
in a skiff with a cook stove, or, what had
been one, for the burnt, broken, and dis
torted fragments were patched together so
as to enable a close observer, to see
what the thing had been before it was
worn out and thrown away, to be picked
up by somedrayman, who having several
tons of similar old iron stowed away in
his stable in New York, shipped it as
ballast, worked his passage round the
Horn, and set up in Oregon City as a
hardware merchant. The stove cost
nine dollars and the lucky owner of it
Iiiiimcuiaiciy look rauH among us com
mon folks, who hadn't nine dollars as
an aristocrat, outranking us in society
as much as the hardware merchant and
his family in Oregon City outranked
mechanics and common merchants who
only had a few rusty augers and Sand
wich Island salt, dirt and lime mixed, to
sell by the bushel measured. That
stove put the dcvilof jealousy into the
whole neighborhood. Let some snob
who has money build a fifty thousand
dollar house, and all flunkeydom feels
an inferiority in his presence. Mrs.
Jones with a five hundred dollar shawl
drives devotion from the hearts of a
majority of women in church, and fills
them with envy and a burning desire lo
have a live hundred dollar shawl too. We
despise such Weakness while .we perhaps
have symptoms of the same disorder or,
had then at least for wc concluded to take
a load of wheat to Oregon City, and by-
were always willing to "divide," as long as
it lasted. It was in the Spring of '49 that i s0"le great purchase become an aris
the kind matron on whom we most de- locral too. The result of our trip was a
pended told us as she tore open a twist and F'r ' heavy corduroy pants, which we
gave us a liberal half, it was the last
" hand" she had on hand. It was green
and mouldy but precious. It wasn't over
three days afterwards, that we started to
hunt a cabin thirty-five miles distant, sur
rounded by fir trees on the west bank of
the Willamette, which they called a "Port
land Store." We found the trail that led
through the woods, and footed it through
the limber leaving pieces of an old nigged
green blanket coat with a huge pocket on
either side on the bushes through which
we craw led. We found a shanty which
though rather uninviting on the outside
was magnificent within, for there our glad
etled eves saw several Itoxes of black-tea
and a coil of " trail roie" to'ucco wound
li nil Tit ' n i"'V?" " '
- r-raiii 1
oougiitat Dr. Jlcl.oughlin's store. The
pants were all of one size a good fit for
a six-footer, weighing two hundred and
twenty-live pounds. As wc weighed just a
hundred inunds less we cut a sorry figure
in those corduroys as an aristocrat, at a
select party, for the women all laughed,
and said we had got on Dr. McLaughlin's
breeches. We stoutly denied the soft im
peachment and honestly narrated the pur
chase at the store. "Well," they said, "the
doctor had all his clothes made in England
and sent back his own pattern to make
by." The olium cum Jignilalt we hoped
for in society we didn't exactly find. So
we donned the cordurovs the next morn
ing and repaired to the potato patch
tnrotigli a dreary rain, which lasted all
day, and carried barrels of water down
our humbled back, and made us feel
thai at last we had seen the ocean come
in diggin a taty. If we had been
weighed at night, as we dragged our
weary feet homewards, we would no
doubt have weighed, breeches, water,
mud and what would-be aristocracy"
there was inside of the corduroy's fully
two hundred and twenty-five pounds.
Ax Oreuox Wi.viE.-The Roseburg
(Douglas County) PUnJukr of Jan
uary 15th, says:
Oats headed out, peas in bloom
raspberry and blackberry bushes blos
sonungand bearing, young potatoes on
Ihe vines, and the green grass growing
all around, are a few things that Douglas
county can boast of just at the present
lime ; and we might add, a foot or
more, of as good stickv black mud as
any teamster could wish to cart
Clams in the shell are being barreled
at Seattle and shipped to San Francisco.