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riTE SUNDAY GREG ONI AN, PORTLAND, MAY 11, 1913.
watchenain of some one's glossy brown
hair displayed across his waistcoat, was
talking.
"I hauled wheat there In the Fall of
4," he said.
"That was about the first wheat on
French Prairie, wasn't ltT" some one
asked.
"Oh; gee! no. They'd been raising
wheat there for 10 years."
"And have you been in Oregon ever
since?"
"Except two years when I was in
the mines In Idaho; but I kept a shirt
in Oregon all the while."
"I don't see how people ever got
across the plains in those days," his
questioner went on.
"No mystery about it. The finest
trip In the world, sir, finest trip In
the world. All it took was energy."
And the hearty old pioneer looked as
If he could do It all over again for
pleasure tomorrow.
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WIFE OF PROSECUTOR OF NEW YORK
GRAFTERS FREQUENTLY THREATENED
Notes From Husband's Foes' Do Not Interfere With Mrs. Whitman's Work for Suffrage Princess Demands
Kisses of Strangers "Gerry" Farrar on Vacation Ramona Borden Glad to Return Home.
NEW SOCIAL LABORATORIES TO TRY
TO IMPROVE CONDITIONS OF POOR
"Work of Research to Be Under Direction of Bailey Borritt John Delaney to Keep Watch Over New York
Treasury Chief Rowe .to Continue "Golden Bole" at Cleveland.
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It was half past 11. The sun by
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NEW TORK. May 10. (Special.)
Bailey B. Burrltt has been ap
pointed director of the new so
cial laboratories of the Association for
Improving the Condition of the Poor.
These laboratories have been made pos
sible by a. gift of )SS0.000 from Mrs. A.
A. Anderson. The work of the new de
partment will be research, experiment
al and demonstrative. Three special
departments will be established at
once. One will relate to public health
and hygiene: one to matters per
taining; to the welfare of school
children, and the third to problems
connected with the food supply of the
city. This information, collected in
New York, will be transmitted to other
cities so that they may benefit by the
work. Mr. Burrltt has had wide ex-
perlence in the service of the Charity
Organization Society with municipal
courts, hospitals and almshouses.
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Finding that the state's money was
being wasted. Governor Sulzer decided
to put a watch dog over It and he ap
pointed John H. Delaney to be Com
missioner of Economy and Efficiency
of the State of New York. Mr. Delaney
is a Brooklyn man.- -He will draw a
salary of $12,000 a year for five years.
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William S. Rowe Is the successor of
the "Golden Rule" Chief of Police of
Cleveland. Chief Kohler was dismissed
recently because of an entanglement
with a married woman which brought
a scandal on the police administration.
Kohler was famous for making as few
arrests as possible. Chief Rowe says
the same ""Golden Rule" policy will
hold under his administration and
Mayor Baker backs him In this policy.
Thomas U. Slsson. Representative In
PnTiD-roR from MtsHisftlDni. recently de
livered a "war speech" in the House in
support of the California anti-Japanese
land bills.
I Henry James, the American writer
who has resided in England for the
last few years, recently celebrated his
seventieth birthday.
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XXT V Uant.nK.Pa An iltldHitBN
l made such sensational allegations re
i gardlng the conduct of the rubber ln
' dustry In Putumaye, that the British
I pmr.rnm'nt Annofntnd a commission of
i Inquiry which now is In session.
DAY WITH A PASSING GENERATION
IS VIVID PICTURE OF YEARS AGO
On Way to Champoeg Celebration, Writer Listens and Looks and In So Doing Learns of Great Change That Time
Has Wrought Since Oregon Decided to Become "American."
BT ANNIE LAURIE MILLER.
ON THE river bank at Wilsonville
we were waiting for the boat. The
saloonkeeper in the village had
told us she was due at 10:30; two little
girls, the only other Inhabitants we saw
on the street, had said 11. and a gray
haired lady, who showed us the path
.round the barn lot to the landing, said
11:30. Waiting was not irksome, for
the May sky was very bine above,
fluffy Spring clouds were heaped on
the horizon, hens cackled in the dis
tance, frogs croaked, a kingfisher rat
tled harshly down the river, chickadees
called In the thicket and a. pine squirrel
ran from limb to limb in a fir tree
close by.
Besides pioneers, seated on boulders
on the slope, were talking, telling of
what they did in '49 and '50, as we speak
of what we did yesterday. "Do you
recollect?" they began, and the stream
of memory flowed as steadily onward
as the green waters of the Willamette
at our feet.
Two ears were not enough to lend to
the conversation; only bits of it could
be heard. "Wal! there's been big
changes in this country. I went all
over it 50 years ago. I don't think with
all the clearin- up theys as much open
land as they used to be when I come
here. Indians used to keep the.under
brush burnt off." "I tell ye that was a
fine wagon. We had three extry king
pins along, all o' hickory, an' one king
pin lasted all the way across the
plains."
"We left Missouri in May and got to
Oregon the last of September."
"You made It quick; we left in May
and got here In December."
"He made money in the mines after
ward but all he had then was a cayuse
pony worth about $40."
"The Indians wasn't bad for stealln
then; they'd rob a man of his clothes
but they got bad after that, you
betcha."
"Now take that word Chemawa.
There isn't a doubt in my mind that it
came from Chetrawa. That'd be Chi
nook for. new talk, and that's. what
the Indians would call a place where
th-Sy learned English in early days."
"I used to ride over the South Salem
hills and take my saddle off and stay
all night never ask."
Then our ears took in a more sus
tained conversation. A hale, long
bearded man, with an old-fashioned
this time, had mounted so high that the
trees of the opposite bank were re
flected perfectly in the gently flowing
river. The younger folk grew restless,
and even the pioneers said: "This is
getting tedious. Some one asked:
"Can anybody sing?" and In reply "Un
cle John," who was 90 the other day
said: "I can't sing, but I can speak a
piece," and he did. It was one of those
pastoral. May-morning "pieces," with a
ballad strain running through it, such
as English poets wrote in the days of
Queen Elizabeth. All conversation
ceased, and we listened intently, for the
verses suited the time and place, and
we all knew how sweet a thing It was
for a man of 90 years to have May
day poetry stored in his heart. And as
the old gentleman finished with the
words:
"A smiling morn, a blooming May,
When lovely Jenny ran away
With Jocky to the fair,"
the applause startled the squirrel up
the fir tree.
The river boats stop, they say,
wherever a milk can Is set out on the
bank, and It was high noon when the
Pomona hove in sight, her decks
crowded with excursionists bound for
Champoeg. It had been pleasant on
shore, but it was delightful aboard the
boat. On the banks white dogwood
flowers stood out against the fresh
green of alders, balm and willow trees,
and the dark evergreen of the firs; and,
here and there, on knolls sloping to
the river, stood houses of a bygone
day, surrounded by tumble-down picket
fences and blossoming fruit trees,
gnarled and lichen-grown.
Historic Sites Sigbted.
The sight of one of these pioneer
homes, a long, low structure with a
chimney at either end, its mois-covered
roof sagging with the weight of a
great ivy vine, drew one old lady to
the rail. "Oh! the thousands of times
I've gone up and down that bank," she
said. "I was only 3 weeks old when
we came here to live. . It was a log
house then: and now the Ivy Is break
ing the roof of this one.
Farther upstream Mr. Geer pointed
out the place where his grandfather
settled in '47. We realized then that
we were taking a Journey along the
highway of the pioneers, that the green
river (Willamette comes from an In
dian word meaning green water) was
to them a flowing road along which
they built their homes for safety and
convenience.
Not only were we seeing the home
steads of a past day; we were also
getting glimpses into the life of the
past in what is left of the old-time
river traffic. We landed at a road ana
left some sacks of flour and sugar,
much to the disturbance of a muskrat
that swam downstream along the bank.
By the time we were in midstream
once more a stout youth was walking
up the bank with a sack of flour un
der each arm. We landed again for a
party of people waiting on the shore.
We stopped to let off a Chinaman with
a curious assortment of baggage that
included two salmon, their heads and
talis showing, and a sealed bamboo
basket written over with Oriental char
acters. At the foot of a path we left
a box of groceries and a milk can; at
another, some bales of hay, a wooden
bucket of dill pickles, and a barrel of
lime. It occured to the pilot as we
were putting off that the lime might
burn in the wet sand, so the plank
was put down again and two men rolled
the barrel farther up the bank.
Matthlen's Store Stands.
' At Butteville the old store and part
of the warehouse of F. X. Matthieu
are still standing. A woman pointed
them out and said: "When I was a lit
tle girl that store was a wonder of the
world to me." Here much freight went
ashore. Wheelbarrows were drawn up
the incline by a wire rope and pulley
worked by steam, with a man riding
to unhook the cable, and a man hold
ing the handles of the barrow. And,
strangely enough, among the . roust
abouts handling the cargo was a youth
like a statue of some physically per
fect Greek athlete come to life. His
neck was like a column, the muscles of
his powerful shoulders and waist played
beneath his blue cotton shirt, and the
cords on his bare arms stood out like
ropes as he lightly did the work of
two men and laughed with a gleam ot
strong white teeth and a careless toss
of his brown curls. A few boxes were
landed, then kegs and kegs of beer,
and one great hogshead of rye. Firewater-must
flow in streams in that
village on the river bank. Indeed some
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NEW TORK, May 10. (Special.)
Mrs. Charles S. Whitman was the
banner bearer for New Tork
County in the suffrage parade May 3 in
New York. She carried a purple, green
and white silk banner. Mrs. Whitman
Is the wife of the District Attorney of
New York who is now prosecuting the
four police inspectors charged with
grafting. She has received many
threatening letters because of her hus
band's activities against the criminal
members of the police force and one of
them threatened the kidnaping or mur
der of her child.
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How would you like to have a Prin
cess stop you on the highway and de
mand a kiss? . It sounds like fiction,
doesn't it? But that is Just what hap
pens to a good many Roumanians at
Bucharest. However, the Princess who
takes these liberties with her grand
father's subjects Is only a little girl
the youngest of the daughters of the
Crown Prince. Ileana is her name and
she was born January 6, 1909. Her
mother, who was Marie of Saxe Co
burg and Gotha. Is a born flirt and
Ileana comes by her coquettishness oy
inheritance. When Ileana receives :he
kisses she demands, she says: "I know
why you kiss me. It is because I am
so charming. Mother says so."
"Gerry" Farrar has gone to Europe
to sing a few times r.nd enjoy a well
earned vacation after 24 weeks of hard
work with the Metropolitan Opera
Company. Miss Farrar created no new
parts this season. But next year she
is to sing In "Carmen," realizing a
long-cherished ambition. Miss Farrar
was accompanied on the voyage by her
one wall
father, "Old Sid" Farrar,
known to American fans.
Ramona Borden recently created a
sensation by fleeing from the sem
inary where she was a student and go
ing to New York with friends. She
became reconciled with her father, the
milk manufacturer, after a few days'
absence and was glad to go back home.
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Mrs. Michael M. Van Buren Is a
daughter of John D. Archbold, of Stan
dard Oil. and will inherit a large part
of his millions. She is the wife of M,
M. Van Buren, a broker in Wall street.
Mrs. Van Buren christened Mr. Arch
hold's new yacht Vixen few days ago.
Miss Mercedes Madero. sister of th
slain ex-President of Mexico, was mar.
rled recently to Senor Antonio G. Can
ilzo In New Tork City.
of the men lounging on the decaying
wharf had complexions that spoke well
for the speedy consumption of the con
tents of kegs and hogshead.
We were soon away from the drowsy
town and out in the stream again, with
the blue wooded hills ahead. Then we
came to the landing place at Champoeg.
A crowd of people stood on the
grounds" above watching us and all
the frecliled boys of the countryside,
big and little,, were at the water's
edge.
Scene Harks Back.
Except that automobiles outnum
bered top buggies and farm wagons.
the scene was Just such a scene as the
sons and daughters of pioneers knew
40 and 60 years ago when they went
to Fourth of July celebrations and the
camp meetings that were of great so
cial importance in those days. There
was a bunting-draped stand where
soda pop of every flavor and color
could be bought; ' and hot coffee and
bread and boiled ham and ice cream
cones, and pink popcorn. There was
man with those gorgeous balloons
that cause great Joy while they last
and great unhapplness when they sud
denly and Inevitably explode, 'mere
were in the outskirts games of
chance; and somewhere the children
got paper fans of colors warm enough
to heat the surrounding atmosphere.
Everybody ate a "basket dinner," and
then the boys went to a baseball game
in the next field.
Tne people sat on rough benches un
der the oak trees and faced a platform
decorated with dogwood and flags and
a large white pitcher and tumbler. How
one would miss that white pitcher and
tumbler if they were ever omitted!
Being satisfied, however, that they
they were there, one forgot them in
looking at the group on the platform,
that little remnant of a generation;
and one rejoiced at seeing the fine,
strong face of "Father" Matthieu,
who alone is left of those who made
the place historical. Then came
speeches, and songs, by the veteran
quartet, so patriotic that a Chinese
pheasant in an adjoining thicket mis
took himself for an American eagle
and joined In repeatedly off the key,
of course, since he was only recently
naturalized and could boast no pioneer
blood.
Afterwards descendants of those who
made history that day, 70 years ago,
at Champoeg, mounted the platform.
It was pleasant to see the strain of
Indian blood in several; some way one
felt that it made our title to the Ore
gon land better. "America" had a rara
ring to it sung then and there under
the oak trees In the hj-lght May after
noon. Too soon it was all over. The
motors chugged away, the farmers
hitched up and the boat carried us
down the river in the gathering twi
light. One picture on the downward trip
lingers In my mind, that of a little
girl, in a brtght red dress, seated in
front of an old home, at the foot of a
great maple tree, watching us go past.
How often tle children of the pioneers
must have waited like that on the
banks of the Willamette to see the
boats from the great outside world
go by!
When we reached picturesque Rock
Island, where grain-laden flatboats
coming down the river were wrecked
in early days, the little red lantern
lighthouses on the bank were lighted.
Presently we saw ahead of us the high
black funnels and white steam of the
paper mills, and the foam of the Ore
gon City falls; and at 8:30, with lights
gleaming on every band, we came Into
Portland.
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