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About The west shore. (Portland, Or.) 1875-1891 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 1, 1888)
THE WEST SHORE. uproar of the storm. When the otters are reached, the hnnteis fall upon them with great energy, dis patching them one after another as quickly as mtl Me by blows upon the head with short, heavy cluba In the roaring of the breakers the noiso and confu eion of this deadly work are so loBt that many aro killed before the others take alarm and plunge into into the sea. Two Aleuts have been known thus to kill seventy-eight in one attack, which is surely a good day's work, the skins being valued at not lens than H000.00. The danger they encounter in navi gating an angry eea in so frail a vessel, and in land iog upon the breaker-swept rocks of these almost sul merged islands, certainly entitles them to a rich re ward. H. L Welix PORTLAND AS A FRUIT MARKET. UNTIL the past few years, the fruit brought to Portland was chiefly for local coniumption, but now the shipping trade overshadows all others. The superior size and flavor of Oregon apples, pcari, plums, prunes and cherries assure them a hearty vcV come in any market they may bo able to reach at a reasonable expense. The transportation facilities we now have enable our dealers to supply a largo and ex tending market, and tho still better facilities that will surely be given us will incrcaso theso opportunities. From the time the Royal Ann cherries ripen until the winter apples are marketed, thousands of pounds of fruit aro shipped from the city daily, often by the car load. In quantity the apple leads, followed by the pear, prune, plum, cherry, grapes and teaches. The apple shipments will probably always lead the others in quantity, but in value the prune is destined to head the list This is a fruit whose superior merit commands attention wherever it goes, and find no rival worthy the name in any market it reach'. Tor the fruit raised in Western Oregon acd South western Washington, Portland is the distributing market, and will always so remain. Orchards that can supply car load lots, of which there are but few now in rw! bearing condition, but will bo many in a few year, will load cars at the nearest railroad points; but the immense number of smaller orchards muit market their product through the bands of eieriencl pack ers and commission men, such as are now building up this great shipping industry in this city. Appl-s being sent to Jspan, China and Australia by our en terprising dealers. Some of them haio largo dry itg houses, and aro preparing immeno quantiti of prunes and other dried fruits for inarK oiicg tho product of orchards not sufficiently extecsivo to war rant tho owners in doing this work lot thMaselfcs. Tho enterprise of Portland delra is luring tho way for tho largo orchardist. It is they who hats two tho pioneors in owning up new and dutant marke U, assuming tho riik and introducing tho fruit oft at a pecuniary loss. It is they who demonstrated to tho railroads that a cheaper rato on fruit would add ma terially to tho traffio of the road, They nave per inted in their effort until tho unfavorable conditions for distant shipment have been so modified a tiopen to Oregon orchardist market they never dreamed of entering. Theso men will alwsys maintain tho leal As tho orchards iucrcaao in number and productive capacity, so will tho vol a mo of fruit handled by tho Portland dealers increase, and as their effort to open distant market txvom suecWul, they will extend tho field of their laltors to other still more distant or now dominated by tho product of other regions. Portland will always rcmaie an important fruit mar ket, ojwn which thousands of producers and fonsuut ers will depend. HUNTINO WILD HORMC'I AND WOLVC'l AN immeno black stallion lay dying on tho hill side. His eyes wero fut glaiing over with tho film of death, as his blood slowly ebUl away from a ballot holo io his lungs. " There," said tho old ranchman, as ho stoid over tho dying horse, " I guea you won't stal any more of my mares, you old racl, you," and ho cu temptuouily kicked tho cares. Tho ranchman was old Steine, a well-known borso raiser in tho Uig Horn mountains. " What did you kill him for?" I ake.L - What did I kill him for?" tall oil Htln, In MtonUhrne&t M Tor striding my ware, of omr. You didn't supjxwo I kilM him fur fun, did you?" "I didn't know," I replied, modtly, tul it seems a pity to kill so Cno UatM M (iu''M your firrienro at horsi rsUifcg, then, Is rather limited, Granger," sail old HMce; "but a ym ak mo a civil qurtion, and sm to U an bnrt sort of a chp, I'll Ml you all aUut it" " Didn't you never bar of will I'tttf" to sud denly ukl " Well," coLtiua! Hteit", - tht's ocs of thern, lying there, and I tlm ho ws tb llgg-tl thiff in tho whole nl You iy run io gugo of fifty to a hundrl, and tho sUllUs sial our Krr uA drivo them off into the will UtvU, at 1 that's tho lut wo so of them, ntUu it is with a spy glu. They jut go plum will, al am ' td wil l war-." I thro UrcM Um tlo oil ranrhmao as mU ous fads a!t tho will Ufa- of tho (daiu, li'tf