The Sunday Oregonian., August 29, 1909, SECTION FIVE, Page 5, Image 49

TIIE SUNDAY OREGOXIATN, PORTLAND, AUGUST 29, 1909.
CHASING HENEY IN THE WILDS OF OREGON
How a Correspondent of the Oregonian Secured an
Interview Near Cape Perpetua.
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BT JOSEPH PATTERSON.
iHEN orders were received to fin
V Franris J. Heney's camp, located
somewhere nuth of Newport. I
tried to tet ValdKtrt on the phone, but
was unsuccessful as the Sheriff of Lin
coln County had silenced long-distance
conversation by taking the switchboard
away to satisfy a Judgrrent Rained In a
suit. It being easier to attach that Instru
ment than to coll up a 15-mile wire. So
I left at S In the morning by the Wald
Iort stage, which follows the shore Una
excepting for a mile at Seal Rocks, where
the road winds inwanl among the cot
tages of Professor Hawthorne, Squire
Fsrrar. Postmaster J. O. Bnker and other
well-known men. The stage stopped at
J.utjens. which is on the north slde of
Iea, Bay. and I (with the other pas
sengers) waded In soft mud to a scow
which was towed across the bay.
This was 'Waldport, a quaint little town
with a sawmill and brass band, and there
I learned that Heney was somewhere be
low. Shades of Hades! . There, right
next to an old solid-wheeled wagon, was
a Urge automobile. Mrs. Wakefield, at
the Waldport Hotel, learning of my haste,
gave me some cake, pie and cream, and
In five minutes I was In Mr. Fisher's
auto speeding south along the beach.
Mr. Fisher told me how he grew straw
berries In Irvington that would have
taken the first prize If The Telegram
editors hadn't eaten all his large ber
ries. It was this way: He sent a crate
to the editor who acknowledged them
and gave him such a complimentary no
tice in his paper that the managing edi
tor refused to believe the glowing tale,
so he had to be convinced at the ex
pense of a crate. Next the city edi
tor demanded rroof, and got it: another
crate. The head of the repertorial staff
was dubious, and had to be assured of
the veracity of the statement, and so on
until he had given all his bisgest ber
ries to The Telegram men.
Eight miles brought us to The Rocks,
and as the machine could proceed no far
ther I left the Oregon Burbank and set
out on foot for a two-mile walk along
a rocky shore. The sa. churning over
rocks and forced Into indentations, was
condensed until it shot up like a geyser
loo feet in the air. This beautiful sight
made the walk In the sun bearable, and
In less than an hour I found myself in
Tachats before the camp of the Hon.
A. J. Johnson and family, of Corvallis.
I told him that I bore a telegram for
Heney from The Oregonlan. and he. after
inviting me to have something to eat.
took m to a shaded nook and pointing
to an object said: "That is Mr. Heney s
wagon." My heart rose up. but quickly
fell when he added: "Mr. Heney. with
Professor E. R. Take, of O. A. C, Is a
guest of L. H. McMahon, of Salem, and
they are out with pack homes and at
tendants on Falrvlew Ridge, probably
15 or 20 miles below. Mr. Bray, at the
mouth of Ten-Mile Creek. 10 miles south
of here, can probably help you locate
their camp." Thanking him for the first
valuable Information which I had re
ceived, I looked around for a saddls
horse, for I was beyond the road coun
try and must follow a pack trail; I was
in one of the most remote, yet beautiful
places In the United States.
Of course, there wasn't a horse not in
use, and, anxious tq make time, I set out
on foot, discarding an overcoat, which I
left with a man named Hosford, who
keeps a delightful, clean, little inn to
accommodate hunters and fishermen.
The trail was as crooked as the railroad
on Mount Tamelpals. winding along the
top of a bluff at times, over hills and
back into the edge of the forest, where
quaint, gnarled trees blown by the wind
had taken most fantastic shapes a good
place for fairies. The crags, where the
foaming sea rushed in. Indented the
shore line, and the path through edges
of the forest was almost black, making a
complete contrast of black and white.
I reached a level spot covered with
grass, where cattle ranged, and there was
a barbed wire fence, a sign of civilization.
Suddenly I came upon a bull, and I
climbed that sign of civilization without
arguing, but on the other side was an
other and a bigger bull. I had run out of
civilization, so trusted to my ability to
run. I am a good runner, though late in
discovering the fact. As I approached
Cape Perpetua I came to a gate upon
which was the sign: "Look out for the
dogs." I did. The trail around the cape
Is about half way up to its summit, and
400 feet above sea level. It Is cut out of
solid rock and quite narrow, so that I
could look down upon the grin dints
waves. It was necessary to hurry on to
keep from getting dizzy and I Just stopped
long enouglwto get two views of the shore
line, one looking north to the Yaqulna
lighthouse and the other south to the
Hecta lighthouse. Only danger could mar
the grandeur 0f the scenery.
I continued along the trail and came to
a small farm, where sheep were seen
grazing. Here I met two men, with large
strings of trout and they Informed me
that Bray's was about seven miles, be
low. The charm or the scenery fascinated
me and took almost all my attention. The
trail was so very rugged, and continued
to follow precipitous bluffs overlopklng
the great Pacific I Just had one oppor
tunity to follow a beach, and this beach
was but a few hundred yards In length,
and lay a few miles below the cape. Five
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I and still no eisns of Bray's house, but I I also, as well as a Lusrer pistol. Over his I said; "Allow me to congratulate you. Mr.
I suddenly came upon a couple of hunters, I shoulders were a pair of lee gins, and on I Heney, upon your nomination for District f
I a man and a hnv. Th hnv carried a one arm was a rrav sweatpr. I an- ! Attornev of San Fram:isco.'' His" face i
I lighted up and he grasped my hand and
said:' "Well, well, I'm glad to see you.
Isn't this a tine country? Here; meet my
young friend Gene McMation, of Salem.
Gene and I are trying to beat each other
shooting." Then he added, as I handed
him a message from The Oregonian and a
paper: "We're going back to Yachts to
camp tonight. Our camp, 10 miles back,
on Falrview Ridge, has been broken, and
Professor Lake and Mr. McMahon are
following Gene and me with pack horses.
Yes, I feel fine. Never was better and
Mac's cook, Johnnie Johnson, would make
anybody grow fat."
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Upon his Invitation I Joined them and
the three of us proceeded back the seven
miles which I had just covered. When
we reached the beach we waded. an3
later McMahon. who Is 14 years of ae,
disappeared through sallal brush while
trying to find a short cut. but hanging
to the brush avoided falling into a can
yon which was completely covered, and
was drawn up by Mr. Heney.
Mr. Heney's conversation was chiefly
concerning his trip, with exceptional re
marks about the grand scenery and sun
set. We arrived at Yachts at 9 o'clock,
where Mrs. Hosford cooked a splendid
meal for her distinguished guest, and the
cream from hfcr separator went down by
the glassful. Atfer a while Mr. McMa
hon and Professor Lake and Johnnie
Johnson arrived, and they in turn were
fed. There was real milk and wild honey,
besides the other refreshments. I re
mained with the Hosfords over nifiht,
while Mr. Heney and the others went to
their camp, sleeping in bags.
Mr. Heney Is an excellent walker as
well as a crack shot, but the hunting at
the ridge was not good. Only seven deer
were seen by the party, they claiming
that the game had been chased into deep
canyons by amateur hunters with dogs.
A cougar approacned tne camp at iiibjh,
but was not seen.
Mr. Heney always does his share or
the work about camp, ijpon arising in
the morning he takes a cold bath and
then shaves. When it is neceesary to
pack horses Mr. Heney Is an expert, hav
ing learned how to throw the diamond
hitch while a cowboy in Arizona. During
his first day on the ridge he walked 16
miles In six hours, going without dinner,
which gives an Insight into his physical
condition. His host Is proud of hla abil
ity to empty the seven shots of his Luger
into a card at 30 paces apparently with
out effort.
The original plan waa for the party to
go to Waldo ana .uavis j.aKes, at xne
summit or tne cascades, out ine uncer
tainty of the Calhoun case caused them
to take a shorter trip. Mr. Heney is so
fond of outdoor life that he Is almost per
suaded to try that life again instead of
the courtroom.
forestry expert, is doing more botanlzin"
than hunting, and Incidentally has charge
of L. H. McMahon's large orchard near
Salem.
The host. L. H. McMahon. is overseer
and superintends everything. He is a
good hunter as well as an able lawyer,
and as a host is very successful.
When seen on Saturday morning after
a night's rest, Mr. Heney offered to write
out his own statement, which he did im
mediately after eating a hearty breakfast.
"The truth and good are mighty and will
prevail," said he as he handed me the
written statement, and soon after bid
ding them all goodhy, t hastened off in a
buggy that I might reach Newport in
time to telegraph to The Oregonian. and
in that I was successful, as the Sunday's
Issue contained Mr. Henry's statement in
full.
The party Is undecided as to their next
camp, though it will probably lie at Drift
Creek, near Tidewater. Mr. Heney re
turns to San Francisco about September
1 after visiting Portland and Seattle.
Newport, Or., Aug. 22.
CHINA IS FOR TEMPERANCE
History of Ahstinrhce Kxtends Back
to 100 11. C.
SHANGHAI. Aug. 28. (Special.) One
of the speakers at the meeting' of a tem
perance society which has been started
at Suchien gave an interesting account
of the history of distilled spirits In China
since the Chou dynasty. 500-100 B. C.
Wlne-drlnklng, It seems, had grown to
be such a curse In the Han dynasty that
strict laws against Intemperance were
made. If three men Were found drink
ing together they were to be fined "four"
ounces of metal." Later in the same dy
nasty drinking was allowed, but the out
put of liquor was lessened.
In the Tang dynasty the attempt was
made to regulate the number of distiller
ies In each district, stills to the propor
tion of people being fixed by law. Alter
a few centuries drink had again grown
to be so heavy a burden It was prohib
ited, and distillers were to be punished
with death.
In the Sung dynasty. 1000 A. D., the
law to decapitate offenders was reaf
firmed. In the Ming dynasty. 1500 A. D.,
distillers were to be punished with ban
ishment, and their sons and grandsons
were to be banished, also. The present
dynasty has not tried to prevent wine
drinking by legislation. The distillation
of spirits, however. Is often prohibited
during famine seasons, and distillers are!
required to pay for a license, though the
tax Is not heavy.
Th-re are a number of curtotii? coincidence
regarding "Wagner and the number "1.1,"
Professor Lake, who is a United States J br for bim.