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About The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current | View Entire Issue (Aug. 30, 1908)
I W .JTT if ,1 .3-', BT A. E. GUY TON. FOB fifty year a stage-driver in dif ferent parts of the country, from New Tork to the Pacific Coast, James Sampson, one of the oldest vet erans -with the whip and lines In Ore gon, Is following; his profession In about as far-away place from where he began life as he could find. He, with his comrades and his business, has gradually been crowded farther and farther west, and the history of the life of this particular man Illustrates vividly that pathetic but too true fea ture of the rapid western development the passing of the stagecoach and the stage driver. Like the Indian who once flourished and has been driven to Ms last reser vation, like the big Western ranches which are being divided Into small farms, like the buffalo of the plains which is soon now only In parks and picture-books, the stage driver la quickly coming to bis last stand, and he. Ilka the oLher early day necessi ties, must at last give up to the ever advancing settlement and live only In the memory of his past usefulness. It has been a battle of the steel ral!s and the four-ln-hand. and the steel rails have won. Oh, but for the old stagecoach days when that was the real way to travel; when brave men were required on the box and skill needed to handle the horses. Then the stage driver was an Important man, for passengers entrust ed their safety, even their life, to his care, and many were the thrilling ad ventures through which he passed. A stage traveler could see the coun try as it really was, could enjoy the scenery and share In the excitement that accompanied the trip. Instead of catching a fleeting glance through a small window while seated comforta bly In Pullman car. Talk to the old tiror and you will realize that you have never traveled unless you have at some time or other been a passenger on a stagecoach. That was traveling and the real old time stage driver, when you mention railroad, will throw his head up in the air like a stagehorse smelling a panther, say nothing, and sniff the air with contempt. The days of the stagecoach were glorious days, but there came to spoil it all that awkward, noisy locomotive, belching fire and smoke and thunder lng through the country on steel rails which seem to defile the natural beauty of the canyons, mountains and plains, and fight as ha would, the stage driver gradually was driven back un til now even he himself wlU recognize and admit that although once so ne cessary to the general traffic of the country, he is now only a factor of times gone by. Oi course, there are still stagecoach ram Xfc , A - I S es and stagellnes in the country, but the number is comparatively few and even those still existing will soon be crowded out by the railroads. Peculiarly the Weatern Type. However, of the stagellnes which are still operated and because of the ne cessity to reach certain districts, there are none affording more beautiful scenery or better opportunity of see ing really wild and uncultivated coun try than the many routes In Oregon. It is well worth one's time to "staKe" a little in Oregon Just to enjoy it before it is too late. Just to have tied one's self to the dying epoch of transporta tion, and thus more greatly appreciate and enjoy the new and modern travel, if Indeed the new way Is more to be enjoyed than the old. When you ride on a stage, get on the box seat. If you can. and then "get next" to the driver. If you can get him wound up, he will tell you some Interesting history. Theee old-timers have been through the mill, and if they want to do so, can entertain you with absorbing tales. The stage-driver is a character peculiar to the West, once a bright star in the pioneer group, but now flickering. The James Sampson referred to Is probably the oldest of the stage driv ers on the Coast who is etill In the harness. He Is hale and hearty and good to draw the lines over a four-ln-hand for many a day to come, but he has seen the dying struggle and knows that the passing of the stage is near at hand. Of 'medium height, heavy set, with white muetache and Imperial and wearing a broad-brimmed hat and high boots, he is typical of the stage driver as we picture him: He Is the Buffalo Bill of the stage drivers, one might say. and his history reads like a story book. Born in Springfield, O., in 1841, Sampson as a boy watched the stages pass his home and determined to be a driver. At the age of 17 years he was driving a stage out of Buffalo, N. Y., and gradually worked his way west. He drove a six-horse omnibus in St. Louis for a year or more during the Civil War; took a wagon train from Fort Leavenworth west with an Army detachment, and drove stages in Ari zona, New Mexico, Idaho, Colorado and other states, and finally In Oregon. For a time he was in Eastern Oregon, then he drove stage Into Klamath Falls and now la driver on one of the relays between Roseburg and Coos Bay, tak ing the hardest shift, where the trip must be made over the Coast Range. Xo Good Any More. "No, a stage driver is no good any more." said Mr. Sampson. "There was a time when he was important. He had to know his business and you bet he was taken cara of properly because THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAN, Ttt Ml fnfM&i ,H W JF Vu-Afrtf' the stage line needed good men. but now a driver is lucky if he gets to sleep with the wheel horses. "I must admit that the stage driver was more needed In the early days. The whole business has degenerated. In the olden times we had good stages, the stock was well-fed, the harness kept shiny and some pride was taken in the business. But now the lines are being crowded out by the railroads and the owners do not expect to have their routes for very long, so cannot afford to spend much on keeping them up. People regard it now as a hard ship if they must travel by stage in stead of railroad. They have forgotten their old friend the stage driver to meet their new friends the conduc tor and the engineer, and have rele gated the stage coach to the scrap heap in order to ride on the cushions of the railway cars. The way It Is now I would rather do anything else than drive a stage, but how can I? Fifty years in the business has unfitted me for anything else and I guess I will have to hang onto a Job somewhere as long as there is a line running or step from the box and lay down the reins to the new order of things. "What becomes of the old drivers? Oh, I don't know. A lot of them die and the others I guess Just give up and sit down and wait to die. Why should n't they? The business is nearly done for and once a stage driver, always a stage driver. "The pay used to be better than it Is now. Of course a man can make a living driving a stage as he is paid a salary and board, but the worst fea hure is that there is no discrimination, as to the value of a man. A first-class driver who can be depended upon to take care of the horses and the pas sengers and properly pretect the mail, gets no more than some greenhorn who thinks he can drive." 'ever Resisted a Robber. Mr. Sampson has on a number of occasions in the early days been chased by Indians and managed to find shelter In a stage station and time and again he has been help up by robbers. "I never tried to fight when held up," said he. "It is the height of folly for a driver to start any shooting when the robbers have the crop on him for it only endangers the passengers and someone gets killed. The robbers will get you anyway as they only have to kill a horse in order to stop your es cape. "1 will never forget one time I was held up in New Mexico. There was $26,000 in bullion on the stage and this was all taken. Old John Chisholm the cattle king was a passenger. The robbers took all he had with him in money and also a fine $500 gold watch. This had been a present to him from friends and he valued It highly. He offered to send $500 to the robbers at any place they would designate if they would only return the watch, but he never got it back. The old cattle man also had a bottle of whisky and he re belled at giving this up. He Insisted that the robbers take Just one drink and leave him the rest and to this they agreed. The gold, of course, was never recovered and it was a good haul for the highwaymen. I have frequently carried large sums of money on the stage and In those days when we had valuables we generally anticipated trouble." Good Luck Followed Him. Mr. Sampson has never had any Ber lous accidents, has never caused the death of a passenger and has never had anyone on his stage badly hurt during all the 50 years he has been driving. "But that is largely luck," said the old driver, "and while I always fol lowed my early tr.-nlng of taking every precaution, my lack of bad acci dents cannot be attributed to skill on my part. The best drivers will have accidents Just the same as the best railroad men will have wrecks. I Just never happened to strike my run of bad luck, but might get it tomorrow and make up in accidents for the whole 60 years." Mr. Sampson, however, has excellent papers showing high recommendations as a driver. These were given him by stage line proprietors for whom he has worked In different parts of the country, and by men with whom he became ac quainted. And this acquaintance of the old-time driver extends from the e'arly day Middle West desperado to the lead ing business men and prominent citi zens of their times, for those were times when everybody wanted to know the stage driver. Ex-Stagedrivers of Oregon. . Several of the old Oregon stage drivers who have given up the business are found ending their days In the towns on the stage lines. They generally manage to be around the stables or any place where they will see horses or stages. George Roberts, of Roseburg, Is one of the old retired drivers who has seen long service, and has behind him an honorable record. He is a proud, spirited old man of gentlemanly bearing and knows a thing or two about staging. W. J. Carlon. also of Roseburg. and now retired, drove in Oregon for 10 or 12 years, and his brother, J. W. Carlon, is another old-timer. A well-known driver who- Is regarded as one of the best in Southern Oregon is Charles Archambeau, known as "Fat Charley," and who Is on the route Be tween Roseburg and Myrtle Point. He is always in a good humor and is well known among the traveling men who like to ride with him because of his cheerful disposition and his anxiety to please the passengers. Charley likes a lady on the box seat with him and he can always find room there for one of the fair sex. He can handle any kind of a horse and is proud of his team, two very necessary qualifications. While not as old as some of the others, Ed Patterson, who drives from Elkton to Scotsburg on the Drain line into Coos Bay, Is a well-known stager who has a large acquaintance among the traveling public. Ed knows his horses and takes good care of them and always gets his passengers through safely. Has Abundance of Troubles. A stage driver these days has a good deal with which to contend. He finds among his passengers many a Jolly soul who is easily entertained and who is willing to take things as they come, but along with these are many who are kickers and constantly complain about everything. The stage routes in Oregon are in many places rough traveling and there Is no use to kick. As one driver says, if a passenger kicks because the stage strikes a stone the chances are that the driver will manage to hit four stones the next time. There is a lot to see on any line and it Is best to take in the scenery and forget the Jolt ing. But the kicker who one minute complains of going too slow and the next of going too fast will work himself Into a miserable state of mind and none will offer him any sympathy. The driver will think a good deal of contempt for the kicker, but will say little. He has his time to make and his passengers to get through There are places where he roust drive slow to save the horses, and other steep hills where he can drive down fast and make sudden turns around a curve on the edge of the precipice. These maneuvers make the hair stand up straight on the heads of the passenger fresh from the East. But there is no use getting scared. The driver knows the road well and enjoys those sudden curves and, besides, the chances are the passenger was com plaining a little while back about gomg up hill too slow. All you can do is to say the prayers you learned when you were a little boy, think of home, trust in the driver and In the motto President Roosevelt wan tea taken oft of, the silver dollars, and then hang on. Be sure and hang on, for if you don't you will fall and fall hard. There are occasionally accidents on the stage lines, but they are really not as frequent In proportion as on the rail roads. There need be little fear of the stags being held up. During the past few years some of the stages in North ern California have been robbed, but a hold-up In Oregon is rare. Years ago Wells-Fargo sent armed guards on the stages when there were valuables being carried, but those are in days gone by. Winter travel on some stage lines In Oregon is abandoned as far as passen gers are concerned, excepting where some few are sent through on horseback, and the mail is carried on pack horses. The roads become so muddy that they are Impassable for coaches. A stage driver dreads the mud worse than snow. It is hard on the horses and travel is slow. A traveler on a stage should always wear old clothes for he will get dusty In Summer time and be covered with mud in the Winter for the chances are he will have to walk up the mountain grades. Doesn't Drink to Excess. The real true stagedriver likes a nip of whisky now and then and It may not go amiss to have an extra bottle at hand. The chances are the driver has one con cealed in a convenient place near his seat. There is never any use registering a com plaint about the stagedriver being drunk. He may consume a good deal of whisky but his capacity is great and then lie needs a little stimulation in order to prop erly make those thrilling down-hill curves around the mountain sides. If you ever expect to win the esteem of a stagedrivet by taking along some whisky be sure not to flash a small flask but have enough. The driver has little use for the small bottle man. One stager In referring to two of his passengers said: "Those two were a cheap lot. They had a bottle of whisky and think of it, only a pint. 1 have my opinion of the caliber of a nfan who comes 75 miles on a stage with only a pint of whisky." Had the two passen gers carried a two-gallon Jug they would have commanded the respect of the driver and been classed as true American citi zens in the mind of this worthy West erner. Of course some stagedrlvers do not drink at all and others will never Indulge while en route but will take a little bracer to start out and one when they reach their destination. One driver who always had the reputation of sobriety and who was known as a particularly fine lines man was Al Decker who drove on the old Pokegama line into Klamath Falls. He could handle six horses as well as any man in the West and was especially care ful -with his team. He would not drive on a line unless the outfits would be kept up in good style. Decke.r 'always carried a kit of tools so that he could mend any break "that occurred. Passengers always liked to ride with him because of his skill with the horses and his Jolly way. No Incentive to Excellence. In these days the reputation of a driver does not go for so much. The owners are not so particular. If a man says he can drive he will generally get a job if there is an opening and will receive as much pay as the real old timer who thor oughly understands his business. This Is probably due to the fact that the old drivers are passing away and the op erators of lines must take who they can get. The stage horse is almost as Important as the driver, and is in a class of its own. Stage "stock" is generally chosen from horses of about 1000 pounds in weight. Heavy draft horses cannot stand the work but these sturdy little stage horses with their severe training can do more hard pulling than would ever be suspected, par ticularly when the ribbons are in experi enced hands. Many kinds of vehicles are dignified with the name of stage coach. The old Concord swell side coach was a fine wagon, and another style was the Copey top beach wagon. But the rough roads of Oregon will not stand a spring vehicle and over the mountains is used a heavy, strongly built wagon with high seats fastened with springs. One gets a good deal of Jolting at times but what matter, you are staging, and think of the fun you are having. A good feature of this kind of travel is that excellent meals can be procured at the stage sta tions and when a stop over nighis neces sary good beds are furnished. Stage lines at one time were highly profitable to the owners if properly man aged. Many of the lines make money to day but in order to keep up and clear a profit it is generally necessary to have the contract for carrying the mail, as well as passenger and express business. The mail contract Is let at regular periods and at times there is strong competition In the bidding so a stage line may lose that part of the revenue when it comes time to renew the contract. This gives an element of uncertainty to the business, which, coupled with the Inevitable coming pi a railroad prevents any more expenslve'out lay than is necessary bemg made. Trips That May Be Made Now. If a traveler wants to take a stage trip in Oregon there are plenty of in teresting routes. One line runs out of Heppner on a branch of the O. R. & N. Railroad. The trip is up a gradual grade and Is hilly for 20 miles to Hard man, where a stop is made for night. From thore the trip Is resumed past J Parker's sawmill, through the timber and up to the top of Monument Hill and down a long drop Into the valley where Is located Monument, a pretty little town. It Is 10 miles on to Hamilton. 10 miles more to Long Creek and S3 miles to Canyon City. There are three separate lines from Heppner to Canyon City, but they connect so that the jour ney can be made continuous. The trav eler can penetrate still further Into the interior by taking the line from Can yon City to Austin. The trip Into the Klamath country is now made from the Southern Pacific at Doris, on the stage 11 miles to Tet er's Landing, where the boat takes the passenger to Klamath Falls. The old route into Klamath, which was not long ago abandoned, was a pleasant trip and the line was well kept up. This extended from Poke gama to Keno, where it connected with the boat. Spencer's ranch was one of the stations, where a stop was made for dinner. Old man Spencer, with his bald head and in a blue flannel shirt, was a character who was always re membered by those who visited the place. He would announce in a thun derous voice when the passengers ar rived, "Dinner ready. All those who have silver go eat dinner." And when the passengers filed out of the dining room they did not miss Spencer seated at the door with a palm ready and an nouncing a deep bass but brief an nouncement, "Fifty cents." There is a stage route from Klamath Falls east over 100 miles to Lakeview, and from the latter place by changes one can reach Burns In Harney County. Eastern Oregon also has its stage lines and there are various lines ex tending from points on the Shasta route of the Southern Pacific to the coast. An interesting trip through a wild country can be taken from Bandon, in Coos County. By changing from one line to another the traveler passes through Langois, Port Orford, Wedder burn. Gold Beach and Chetco, at the extreme .southern edge of Curry County, and can go on down to Cres cent City, California, and in fact still further to connect with the railroad into Eureka. This takes the traveler over the route where the Southern Pa cific has surveyed for a future coast line. From Crescent City a line runs to Waldo and Kirby, mining towns of Jo sephine County, and on up to Grants Pass to connect with the railroad. There is a short coast line from Ump qua to Florence on the Suislaw. From Roseburg two stage lines reach Canned Music i LTHOUGH one of the most popular r of American composers and band masters has written and published a de nunciation of mechanical music, the au tomatic piano-player continues to gain ground In public favor. Gifted and versa tile as the composer of the "Washington Post March" and the author of "The Fifth String" may be, he failed to com prehend the enormous force back of the movement against which he, with so much caustic wit, protested. For this is a scientific and inventive age, and neither musio nor the fine arts can hope to en tirely escape from the tendency of the times. The piano-player, owing to its having been brought to a high standard of per fection, has become a common feature of a modern drawing-room. As a result of this success, attempts have been made to apply In a somewhat similar manner an automatic attachment to the violin. This after many years' patient experiment, has been accomplished, and a remarkable musical instrument, constituting a marvel of mechanical Ingenuity, has been evolved. This consists of the old-fashioned violin with the usual strings ;but instead of the bow and fingers there is a series of re volving discs for the former, and an elab orate array of stops. These latter acting as fingers, depress the string at the de sired points to give the requisite musical tone. They are operated by electricity, the necessary energy being furnished by a small motor. All the peculiar effects Incidental to this time-honored instrument are perfectly 1 the Coos Bay country, one going direct and the other to Myrtle Point, where there are rail connections wjth Marsh field. Shorter lines extend out of Roseburg to the interior east, as is the case in many of the Valley cities. One of the stage trips of Oregon which affords the most diversified means of transportation Is what is known as the Drain route into Coos Bay. . The stage runs over the moun tains from Drain on the Southern Pa cific through Elkton to Scottsburg. a little mountain town. Here the passen ger is put aboard the boat Eva and makes the trip down the Umpqua to Gardiner, the little white city which has no other outlet for freight or' pas sengers but the river or sea boats. The Lower Umpqua is beautiful and the scenery has been compared to that of the Hudson River and declared to be quite as fine. The river is deep, but narrow in places where palisades tower on each side. The passenger stays for the night at Gardiner and the next morning, perhaps early, takes the boat Eva again' and Is transported to the mouth of the river. People and trunks are loaded Into small boats and rowed as near as possible to the shore and then are carried on men's backs to the land. There is a ride of 25 miles down the wet sand of the beach, and when opposite Coos Bay a walk of two miles across the sand spit to Jarvls Landing, where a gasoline boat Is boarded and the passenger. after a bay trip of eight or ten miles. Is landed at Marshfield or North Bend. This route in particular Illustrates the passing of the old and the coming of the new In the way of travel. All along the lines are evidences of the grading, bridge-building and other work which the Southern Pacific has done preparatory to the construction of the branch from Drain to Coos Bay, and the traveler realizes that soon the beautiful scenery can only be seen from the car window and Is glad that he made the stage trip. The average cost of stage travel in Oregon is about 10 cents a mile, and the passenger pays for his meals and lodging at the stations. Any of the trips are well worth taking. You can stand a little Jolting over the moun tain rocks in order to get acquainted with the old-time drivers, and however extensively you may travel over the world's railways In future years you will never entirely forget your staging in Oregon, nor ever entirely obliterate from your memory your old acquaint ance, the stage driver whose day has passed. MARSHFIELD, OR. on the Violin f produced, including those which tax ths skilled performer to the utmost. Thirds, fourths, octaves and tenths are produced as easily as single notes, and every phase of expression is faithfully rendered. The most Intricate works of the leading expo nents of violin playing are given with ease and unerring energy, while many effects beyond the possibilities of the virtuoso are secured. For Instance, four chords may be placed simultaneously, thus giving the resemblances of a. quartet. It is said that a fashionable salon is to be established In the West End of Lon don, in which city this curious device has recently been demonstrated, for the fur ther exploitation of the automatic violin. There lovers of the instrument will be able to enjoy the choice compositions of Wienawski, Paderewskl and Pagan Inl played by a master hand whose dramatio and delicate touch, combined with fidel ity, cannot be excelled by the most fin ished human exponent of the violin. If the dead could speak, it would be inter estlnglng to know what the greatest of violinists, Paganlni, thought of a world in wbich electricity and the mechanical arts had been applied to his beloved in strument. Probably, like the American composer already quoted, he would at tempt to turn the tide of a too scientiflo age. Human Nature. Links He . Is a strange boy. He dopsn't care about going swimming. Winks No; his mother doesn't ob ject that's why. Illustrated Bits.