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About Weekly Chemawa American. (Chemawa, Or.) 189?-198? | View Entire Issue (Oct. 13, 1911)
2 THE CHEMA \VA of the Cascade Range commence. H ere it encounters a great low surface paved with enorm ous polished sheets of basaltic rock. These plates came to he known as The D alles, from the G allic dalles, for the C anadian voyageurs of the H u d so n ’s Bay C om pany’s service had a hand in the christen in g of all th is vast region, giving to it the peculiar m ixture of F rench, patois, pure In d ian , siwash, and anglicized In d ian , plus English p ro p er and im proper, which has left the nom en clatu re of today such a hybrid and in teresting affair. 1 he Col n u b ia, a mile wide not far above, finds hut a narrow rift in this gigantic pavem ent for its passage. To borrow the description of Theodore W in throp, taken from an account of his pion eer journeyings in the m iddle of the last century, “ the rift g rad u ally draw s its sides closer, and at a «pot now (188’) called The Dalles, subdivides into three mere slits in sh arp edged rock. At the highest w ater th ere are other m inor channels, hut generally this continental flood is cribbed and com pressed w ithin its three chasm s su ddenly opening in the level floor, each chasm h ard ly wider than a leap a h au n ted fiend m ight ta k e .” And, indeed, the legend of men asserts a diabolical origin narrrow channels. The weird ation of n a tu re ’s peculiar hand as follows: the red for these e x p lan work is W hen the world was in the m aking, the m ighty elem ents warred each with the other. T here were earth q u ak es, deluges, prim eval storm , and furious volcanic outbursts. And in those s tre n uous and uncivilized days, m an was a fiend. The Pacific N orthw est was one of the centers of volcanic action. The Cascades AM ERICAN were aglow with craters, from which issued dreadful stream s of m olten lava, hearing destruction to all they encoun tered. W here are now the great and peaceful plains of the U pper Colum bia, along the U m atilla and in the lovely valley of the G rande Ronde, was an enorm ous inland sea, filling the in terio r of the continent and on the west checked and ham m ered in by a ram p art of hills, just east of the desolate plains of The Dalles. Every W inter there were fresh volcanic con vulsions, and fresh sheets of lava hurled forth to h a rle n upon th° far-reaching layers of fire-hardened dalles. As ages progressed the eruptions and earth q u ak es dim inished in violence and frequency And then came a w inter when there was none, and finally there were periods of two and even three years when the western world was free from the giant convulsion«. But, says the legend, the fiends con tinued to war a« previously, despite the peacefu 1 ness th at seemed to he com ing to the land in which they dw elt. Thev were m ighty mon«ters, were these fiends, the m ightiest o f th eir destructive weapons were their tails. W ith these fearsome affairs they could cleft assunder rocks and even m ountains, wreak terrible havoc am ong the rocks of th eir enemies. Stoutest in heart and tail of all the w arlike fiends of th a t region was one particu larly wise fiend, the Devil. Be ing of a thoughtful disposition the Devil had noted the growing peacefulness of n atu re, and perceiving it, had more and more come to ad o p t the ways of place himself, despite the u n p o p u la rity this course aroused am ong his fighting neigh- hois. In a crude way the Devil was a reform er, and as such evoked the scorn of brethren content to continue things in