THE'TORCH OF REASON, SILVERTON, OREGON, JUNE 29, 1899.
find a partner who will go into houses and settlements on either I ought to he a good judge of fruit.
I think I am, and I judge these
business with him in New \ ork bank.
citv and open up a restaurant.
At 5 o’clock we arrived at Fall cherries to be as near equal to the
BY P. W. GEER.
which will he artistically decorated River, Mass., the end of our jour- Oregon product as any I ever
Homer Davenport is quite a with all these rare and curious ney by water, and I left the boat sampled. I am the proud possessor
I dare say, will ar.il strolled up the streets of the'of Miss Wixon’s latest photo, with
naturalist, and natural things al specimens, and,
her autograph, and also a neat
ways have a special attraction for make the most interesting of all city just as some of the early risers little dish, with a picture of Fall
him. He and I sympathize with the wonderful things to be found were going to their work. I ar
River’s much-prized high school
each other in that regard, and I ' in the great metropolis; and any rived at the city square and looked
was delighted when he told me of one going to New Yolk city will around. The city hall is located building.
I reluctantly hade good bye to
a collection of curios and natural not begin to think his visit com on a spot where a battle of the
Miss \\ ixon and her sister and pro
history specimens in Orange, New plete unless he has seen “Gilfort’s.’ revolution was fought so many
ceeded to the home of Mr. Stanton
Jersey, and proposed that we take Of course, Mr. Gilfort is a Free years ago. What a wonderful on School street, where I found
a drive down that way. Mr. Gil thinker. No one could study na change since then! Fall River is a Mrs. Lucy Coleman, with whom all
fort is the man who is the proud ture as he has studied it and be city of factories. The place affords Freethinkers feel acquainted. I
owner of this wonderful collection, otherwise. When I told him of the splendid water power, and this,
with the good facilities for shipping was armed with a letter of intro
which he acquired in twenty-six work we are doing in Oregon, he
duction from Miss Wixon and this
j ears’ traveling over the world expressed great delight in learning in all directions, make it a good
assured me a royal welcome, and I
with his brother. Such a col of it and will help us to succeed. point for the location of factories,
shall ever be proud to say that I
lection I never saw. There are He gave me a sawfish nose, 37 where much of our cotton and
am personally acquainted with
over 400 rare old guns, pistols, inches long, which is a splendid linen goods come from.
But the best attraction in Fall Mrs. Coleman. She has passed
swords and daggers, from the medi specimen, and I prize it very highly
eval to the present time, besides and hope to take it to Silverton River for me, at least, is Miss the four-score mark in years, and
Susan H. Wixon. All of our read if her mind was ever brighter or
aboriginal weapons from Africa, without being broken.
clearer, it must have been bright
Australia and the South Sea
My other experiences in and ers know of her. I cannot remem and clear. All these years she has
Islands. He also has 8,000 speci around New York city have been ber the time when I did not want
mens of American Indian relics, very pleasant, and I have spent to meet her, and now one of my labored for liberty, and what a
the completest collection I ever most of my time with Mr. Wake greatest wishes has been gratified. wonderful life hers has been! Her
saw. There are skulls from the man and Dr. E. B. Foote, Jr., w hen I found Miss Wixon at her home life history w’ould certainly make
elephant to the smallest carnivor not at the home of Homer Daven on High street, and she ami her de- an interesting book. The only re
ous animal and skulls from the port in East Orange. Friday even- lightful sister gave me a splendid gret I have is that I only had a
gorilla to the smallest monkey. A ing I decided to leave New York greeting, and I have only to regret little over an hour to stay. Be
gavial, or true crocodile, 17 feet for New England and boarded the that my stay was so short. Miss sides Mrs. Coleman and Mr. and
long, from the Upper Ganges, is Fall River boat Puritan. This is Wixon is a model woman, and no Mrs. Stanton, I met Mr. Walter
the only specimen in the United an immense ship, which reminds one can make a mistake in imitat Stanton and the Mesdames Lincoln
States and is especially prized by one very much of a huge, five-story ing her noble life. The good she of Raynham, Mass. All are Free
Mr. Gilfort. A baby hippopota hole! floating on the water. It was has done and will continue to do thinkers. I stayed for dinner and
mus is another splendid specimen. nearly G o’clock in the evening can never he estimated. To me, had the pleasure of sitting by Mrs.
Besides these, there are horns from when the huge ship pulled away she is perfection. I cannot dis Coleman, who kindly saw that 1
all the animals that ever grew from the wharf and steamed into agree with her on any point. Asa was well fed and highly enter
horns. The steer horns from Africa the Hudson river. What a load of woman, she is a true model; as a tained. Mrs. Stanton is a splen
measure 10 feet 11 inches. The human freight! It seemed as thinker, she is the clearest of the did hostess, and I am inclined to
most interesting specimen of horns though every one was trying to clear; and as a writer, she both en think that the hospitality of the
are the two deer horns locked to leave the city at once. We round tertains and instructs. As to her New Englanders equals that of the
gether. These horns are from Ore ed the point at Castle Garden, true character and the respect she Oregonians. I am very glad to
gon and tell a sadder story than passed under the great Brooklyn commands among all, the fact that say that Mrs. Lucy Coleman is
was ever written, and tell it so bridge and up East river into Long she has for fifteen years held her highly elated over the Liberal
plainly that any one can read it. Island Sound. It was raining place on the school hoard in a big University and the work we are
The deer were evidently angered when we started, hut inside of an oted city stands as an undisputed doing in Oregon, and will lend her
and carne together with tremen hour it had cleared up and we had testimonial. At the last election aid.
dous force, locking their horns to the opportunity of seeing a beauti her name was on both the Repub At 1 o’clock I left the Stanton
gether so that they cannot he sep ful golden sunset. Our more senti lican and Democratic tickets. All home and proceeded to the depot,
arated without breaking them. The mental writers would have had know her opinions on the questions where I boarded the train for
prong of one deer’s horn struck the their poetic(?) fancies aroused by of the day, and although they may Brockton, thirty miles away in the
other animal in the forehead, the l>eautiful golden tints on the disagree with her in some respects, direction of Boston. Here I am at
breaking the skull and killing him. water below and the ever-changing they know her to he honest and the Gruber home and having a
The other was then left to starve, clouds above and would enter into true and just where to find her. splendid visit with our Secular
and as he dragged his dead adver more minute details of the splen She has a lovely home, where she poet, Miss Grace, her father,
sary along, wearing the skin from dor, glory, etc., but we have all holds meetings and gives lectures, mother and Mr. A. W. Dellquest,
his nose, the agony he must have seen the sun go down and that is which I dare say are irstruetive, of El Paso, Texas. Miss Grace E.
suttered from hunger and exhaus all that was taking place then. I of a high character and eagerly lis Gruber is a remarkable young lady,
tion is plainly told by the expres enjoyed the view and would have tened to by all. For the purpose and I will endeavor to describe her
home life in my next.
sion on his face, which is still pre
of
the
lectures
she
has
three
rooms
been glad to keep it with m e,
I have just received a copy of
served, and tells of a deep tragedy longer, but it vanished and I re- which »he converts, into .one, and the Torch of Reason, and it is like
committed in the “ Wilds of Ore
mained (not “entranced”) on the one would think that the house a letter from home. I read with
gon.” One cannot look at those
pleasure Mr. Hosmer’s letter de
hurricane deck until dark, when I was constructed for this purpose scribing
the bicycle trip of the four
horns and heads without a feeling went to the cabin below and heard i Acros8 the hrt" in
in front of tbe pilgrims across the East Oregon
of sadness.
the orchestra play sweet and lively buildin8 is the sittinS room, and off “hills.” I know how to sympa
Well, we thought Gilfort’s the music until 11 o’clock, when I de- ,rom ,hi8 is M'88 Wixon’8 “d«n.” thize with them (I mean the pil
finest museum we had ever seen elded to retire. I could not get a wl,ere the wonderf"> Productions of grims, not the hills). “My bike
and were congratulating him on stateroom, but had to sleep on a her Prolific brai" are PIaced on and I” traveled over the samp
route last year. I see that the
his wonderful collection, when he mattrass on the floor. I had slept PaPer t0 be *lven lo tbe world-
laughingly remarked that we had in worse places and felt quite re- I WiU the w,,rld ever 8ee a nobler “Tygh Hill” baffled them and that
they walked down its winding wav.
not seen half of it; and we hadn’t. freshed when I awoke next morn- cbaracter? 1 ne'"‘r wrote of any I can “go them one better” there.
He took us into the cellar, where ing at 4 o’clock, just as we were one of who,n 1 could find so much I rode down the “hill” and arrived
he showed us a still larger col , .
XT
’ „ r r
, . to say. The question is, “ What at the bottom right end Up. I am
caving
Newport,
R.
I.
I
could
gha„ (
0(n?„ j w.gh j cou]J glad they did no| try lhe difficu|t
lection of shells, horns, skulls,
bones and weapons. These are not get much of an idea of the city, have stayed longer, but j ,,ad tQ feat, for^they might have arrived at
sooner than they de-
stored away on account of lack of hut I enjoyed the ride up the Nar- hasten on. Miss Wixon gave
gave me
.¡red and
he •<
me gired
and be
“all dead soldiers.”
room, and Mr. Gilfort expects to ragansett, viewing the quaint old I some delicious cherries, saying that I Brockton, Mass., June 13.
Abroad.