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TIIE SUNDAY OREGOXIAX, PORTLAND, NOVEMBER 3, 191G.
EXPERIENCES OF DARING SAILORS WHO FIRST
FOUND OREGON ARE TOLD BY EVA EMERY DYE
Explorations Along Coast, Delay Caused Navigators by Swift Current of Great River and Final Invasion and
Development of Extensive Trade 'With Indians Are Clearly Rehearsed.
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STORIRS OF OI.O ORKGOX II V
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The wtirrincr talea of old OrR
froii. with all Iheir wonderful
color, life, romance and historic
accuracy, as related by Eva
Kmery Dye in her famed book,
"Stories of Old OreKon," are to
be presented in installments in
The Sunday Orcgonian, with
illustrations provided by the au
thor. Mrs. Dye, who is a resident of
Oregon City, has written a num
ber of remarkable books, includ
ing "MrLiOUKhlin and Old Ore
gon" and "The Conquest." These
books brought into life and be
ing1 the treasured characters of
Lewis and Clark. Dr. John .Mc
Loughlin, Sacajawea and others.
The stories of old Oregon are
made simple for the special ben
efit of children. The first two
chapters are presented herewith
and others will be published in
succeeding issues of The Sunday
Oregonian.
BY EVA EMERY DYE.
WHILE we were fighting' the bat
tits of the Revolution the Span
iards were settling California.
One of them, Heceta, from Mexico,
came up the Oregon coast and tried
to enter the River of the West, but the
angry currents beat him back and in
the night drove his ship far out to sea.
"I am sure there is a river there," said
Heceta, and without returning he
marked on his map- "Rio de San
Iioque.-'
By and by an English Captain. Mears,
flying the Portuguese flag, came along,
and was almost wrecked in trying to
filter. "There is no River St. Roc
there!" growled Mears. and marked
on his map "Deception Bay" and "Cape
I)isa ppointment."
Then England sent the famous Cap
tain Cook, who discovered the Ha
waiian Islands, and, sailing over to
ward Oregon, he passed the Colum
bia's mouth, unseen, on a dark and
stormy night. North and south he
failed, to the end of America, only to
return and die by the wrathful stroke
of the Hawaiian chief.
lrrrhanta I rBcd to Send Ships.
George Vancouver had been with
Captain Cook. He was sent to survey
the coast. Skirting the rugged shore,
lie, too, behind the rugged amphithe
ater of hills saw no River of the West.
An American had been with Captain
Cook John Ledyard, of Connecticut
When once again he reached his na
tive land, eagerly in Xew York, Phila
delphia, Boston, he talked with mer
chants of the fortunes to be gained on
that- Northwest, coast.
"Go send there your ships," he said;
"It will be the greatest enterprise ever
embarked on in this country. It is of
the very first moment to the trade of
America." Men thought him visionary.
The British were chasing Washington
down through New Jersey. The times
were too unsettled; the hazard seemed
too great.
r,0.0OO Rained Quickly.
The Revolution ended. General Wash
ington was President of the United
States. A company of six wealthy mer
chants met one evening in 1787 at the
home of Dr. Bullfinch, in Boston, and
discussed the dream of John Ledyard.
"Let us try a venture in those North
west seas," they said. Among them, on
the spot. $50,000 was subscribed, the
first $50,000 ever spent for Oregon. Rob
ert Gray and John Kendrick, two
Yankee Captains of the Revolution,
were sent out in staunch little ships,
the Columbia, the Redivivia and the
Lady Washington.
The Spanish Governor of California
heard of the little ships and sent the
following order:
"Should- there arrive In the port of
San Francisco a ship named Columbia,
which they say belongs to General
Washington, of the American states,
nd which under the command of John
Kendrick sailed from Boston in Sep
tember. 17S7. with the design of. mak
ing discoveries and inspecting the es
tablishments which the Russians have
on the northern coast of this penin
sula, you will take measures to secure
this vessel and all the people on board,
with discretion, tact, cleverness and
caution, doing the same with a small
craft which he has with her as a ten
der, and with every other suspicious
foreign vessel, giving me prompt no
tice in order that I may take such ac
tion as shall be expedient."
Pronrm-e of River Doubted.
All unconscious of danger. Grav and
Kendrick beat around the Horn in their
brave little ships and passed unharmed
the hostile coast of California. Captain
Gray met Vancouver up near the Strait
of Fuca and told him: "I have been off
the mouth of a river in latitude 46 de
(trees 10 minutes north, where the out
flow Is so strong it prevented my enter
ing for nine days."
Vancouver laughed. "You are mis
taken, Mr. Gray. I have investigated
that matter further than anybody else
in the civilized world. The whole coast
presents one solid, compact, nearly
straight barrier against the sea. There
is no river there." Vancouver passed
on into the Strait of Fuca, where Ken
drick had already been with his little
lady Washington. The Englishman
named the sound for his trusted officer.
Lieutenant Peter Tuget, and the snowy
peak beyond for the English Admiral,
Rainier.
Captain Gray went back. In a few
days. May 11. 1792, the plucky captain
ailed over the shining bar Into the
broad, blue bosom of the mighty River
of the West. He named it for his own
good ship, "Columbia River." 1432-1792!
PREStj7Tp-TaP10NtEfT& HISTORICAL
socijjy or oRFaonerTHE hzrs or
CAPT ROBCRT CRAY hlAYlHlt3SL
It had taken 300 years! With the find
ing of Oregon America was all discov
ered. It was the last point, the end
of all this wide world movement to the
West. '
River Explored 25 Miles.
For 25 miles Gray explored the mag
nificent shores, grander than the pali
sades of the Hudson. Nine days he re
mained in the river. The friendly
Chinooks came out ir boats to trade.
When he left the loyal Yankee named
ths Jutting headlands at the mouth for
Hancock and Adams, his famous fel
low heroes of the Revolution.
AVhen you are in Portlandit will be
worth your while to visit the state
historical rooms and ask to see Cap
tain Gray's old sea chest and the other
relics of that voyage that were sent
out by his family from Boston for the
great celebration in 1892 exactly 100
years from that bright May morning
when Captain Gray discovered the
Columbia River.
American commerce began with the
separation from the Mother country.
The moment tho colonies were free,
every skipper longed to skim the main:
no land travel of those days could
equal the airy dancing of a ship at
sea. The Napoleonic wars began;
blockaded Europe wanted provisions
that only could come from American
shores in American ships. Commerce
blossomed, unmolested we swarmed
over seas and down to Cuba and South
America and around Cape Horn.
I' 1 It Carried ground World.
Gray and Kendrick first came into
the Pacific in 1787. Kendrick remained
in the Lady Washington at Vancouver's
Island, while Captain Qray, in the Co
lumbia, sailed with a cargo of furs to
China. In exchange he took on tea! tea!
over which we had fought our revolu
tion. No wonder there was cheering when
Gray reached Boston In the Summer of
1790 flying the Stars and Stripes, the
first to carry that flag around the
world! No wonder the cannon boomed
and crowds flocked to the wharves to
see what ship was receiving such royal
honors. Boston gave a great reception
very like the second tea party, and
medals were struck in bronze and sil
ver. In six weeks Gray was ready to start
again to the Pacific. Others took cour
age and followed, so that in 1792, when
Gray discovered the Columbia River,
there were already 21 American ships
on the Northwest Coast. "Where are
you from?" asked the Chinook chief of
Gray. "From Boston." and all the rest
said "Boston," until the Indians thought
all the land was Boston and all the
people "Bostons" a magic word in the
new Chinook trade tongue.
As the Phoenicians of old ventured
out of the Mediterranean even as far
as the tin mines of Cornwall, on the
coast of Britain, so the little Yankee
brigs crept down and down the coast
and around , the Horn until every vil
lage had its skippers In the far Pacific.
Some went for furs, and some for
whales, and all for bold adventure.
Never again will this land see more
hardy sailors than the tars that trav
eled the seas at the close of our Revo
lution. New England Enriched by Trade.
This maritime commerce built New
England into wealth. It gave an outlet
to every product, and filled her homes
with comfort. If all had kept record of
the shores explored there need never
have been any controversy as to our
title. Not only Oregon, but all the
North was ours. Mackenzie in his
famous overland trip from Canada
reached the Coast In 1793. Our skip
pers had already been all along these
shores.
Our American traders drove into
every cove and inlet. If furs were
found the locality was kept secret for
future exploitation. Venturesome as
the Vikings in their crazy craft they
left as little record in their findings.
Long before- Sitka was founded Yan
kee ships were buying furs along the
Alaskan coast. The very day. May 25,
1799. that Baranoff laid 'the foundation
of his fort in Sitka Sound the Boston
brig Caroline was buying hundreds of
skins at two yards of broadcloth each
in that same harbor. Several other
Boston brigs looked in upon him during
the bummer, bometimes zo appeared in
a season.
Island Bought of Indiana.
Kendrick bought of the Indians large
tracts of Vancouver Island before Van
couver ever reached there. In 1792,
when Vancouver heard of Grays dis
covery of the Columbia River, he came
back to take another look. There he
found the brig Jennie. Captain Baker,
of Rhode Island, already anchored
within the bay. So Americans may be
said to have twice discovered the Co
lumbia. Vancouver's lieutenant, hurry
ing up the river, caught sight of two
mountains. He named them for Lord
Hood and Lord St. Helens and claimed
the whole for his majesty. King George.
These daring little Boston brigs of
100 years ago were of 150 to 250 tons
burden. They generally had a small
cannon or two on board and the blun
derbuss on the taff rail to fight with
or trade as need be. Sometimes these
brigs were owned by their captains,
sometimes by wealthy merchants who
sent them out as men later grub-staked
miners for the Klondike.
These trading ships started out with
assorted cargoes of Yankee notions. At
the West Indies rum, tobacco and mo
lasses were taken on. Around the Horn
they sped, stopping only long enough at
Valparaiso to exchange lankee goods
for Spanish silver. Here and there the
thrifty captains picked up seal skins
and oils in the South Pacific.
On the Farallones and on the coast of
Oregon furs began to be gathered in.
Winter was spent at the islands clean
ing and dying the furs and collecting
the sandal wood. With the return of
Spring the ships went back to Oregon I
and summered In the North. Finallv
over to China they sailed to exchange ,
their furs and sandal woo
si iks and nankeens to carr
Boston.
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ery well known was Hawaii to ourl
lanKee i-nippers luu years ago. In
seven missionaries and their wives
sailed out from Boston, with a printing
press, in the little brig Thaddeus, that
Mayflower of the Pacific.'
"That God-forsaken land Is no place
for women," said the owner of the
trading ship. He put on board a knock
down hotise to be set up for them at
Honolulu. "And if any of them want to
come back, give them free passage,"
was his parting word.
When they touched the Islands the
women turned away and wept at the
sight of the degraded natives. But the
noble women stayed, homes were built
and schools were opened, and Hawaii
"OCT RANCH ENTERTAINS
AN ODD SORT OF GUEST
Terrific Grouch Guards Purchase of "Law Books" on Rural Credits, Which
Leaks When Perforated by Buckaroo's Bullet.
BY ANNE SHANNON MONROE.
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URNS. Or., Oct. 21. (Special.) It's
always great fun on the "OO"
when guests come. In town a
guest is just, well, a guest. You expect
him, you plan for him, you want him, or
dread him, as the case may be but
always you know exactly who he is
and your speculations, the best part of
any entertaining, are limited to what
he may say, do. or If a she, wear. You
feel bored in advance, or exhilarated,
exactly. In proportion with your tolera
tion or or pleasure in him. Even If
you never met him before, you have a
letter, or words of introduction, froml
one whom you do know, and you have
mm pretty well in mind.
But on the "OO." how different Ton-
have been alone all day, perhaps, but
for the caressing pauses of the big
pup hounds who must lick your hands
on their way to a rabbit drive of their
own. or a hurried "hello" from "Sister"
as she races through the dooryard on
her broncho en route for school, or a se
rious inquiry from Cook as to whether
you'd like another o those mallards for
lunch, or would some fried chicken do?
You have looked out across the far
stretch of flatness we call "the desert"
and wondered how anything can keep
so still so long, and you've kind of
thought by the middle of the afternoon
that you'd enjoy planting something
big. If there was anything big enough,
in the middle of that eternal calm and
see it explode, for such terrific, settled
calm must have wonderful explosive
possibilities.
Car Appears on Scene.
And then, all at once you see a dust,
a round-rolling slow sort of dust not
at all like a whirlwind. You stop short
in your tramp under the poplar trees.
You look, you listen, it's a car; you get
the far buzz.
"Someone's coming," you call.
Out of the house rushes Mrs. Ollie,
wiping her hands on her apron.
"Wonder if it can be the Wilkines.
No, that's not their car; it's been drove
before; their's Is new.
Out comes Cook; he squints his eyes
and looks far off. "Drives something
like that outfit o' Harris'; don't know
what they'd be coming here for, this
time o' day."
The wrangler stops on his way for
his horse to gather up the cows for the
night:
"Not coming from Burns way. Com
ing from Bend, or might be Iron Moun
tain: likely Bend."
Ten-year-old "Bill" leaves off mak
ing one collie pup Jealous by petting
the other and Joins the eye-shading
group."
"Might be Mr. Hanley."
Cook comes to life. "Where is Mr.
Hanley, does anybody know?"
was Americanized before any other
Pacific point. No wonder the Islands
belong to us: the advance guard of the
American college brought them In.
In 1839, 20 years later, that historic
old printing press came over to Oregon
to aid in the ' infant settlements, the
first press west of the Rocky Moun
tains. It reads like a, romanee, the
close ties that long ago linked Oregon
and the "Islands."
Sometimes a blacksmith went on
these Yankee ships with a forge on
board to make whatever the Indians
wanted. Nails were in great demand.
Once a Spanish crew was murdered,
apparently for no other purpose than
to get the nails used in the construc
tion of their boat.
Wort a of Kura Not Appreciated.
At first the Indians had very little
Idea of what furs were worth. When
Gray was at Tillamook the Indians
handed over their skins and took with
out a murmur whatever he chose to
give. So. at Queen Charlotte Island,
one of his men got' 200 of the finest
skins for an old file.
The Indians were particularly de
lighted with brass pans, pewter basins
and tin teakettles. Sometimes beads,
and sometimes glass were In great
demand. As the Indians became more
accustomed to trade, they asked more
for their furs. Sometimes nothing but
muskets and ammunition would satisfy
an Indian encampment. In such a case
the unlucky" trader might offer any
thing else in vain. Not a thing could
he get, and away he must sail, leav
ing the harvest for the lucky man
who had the muskets. The Spaniards
found the Indians would give any
thing they had for abalone shells from
the beach at Monterey. A long, hollow
tooth shell from Cape Flattery and
Nootka became their shell money, hai
qua. A small string would buy a pony.
Tbounandn of Skins Taken.
For a time seldom an English flag
was sen in these waters. Rarely a
ship of Spain Europe had become the
theater of Napoleonic wars. In 1801
upward of IS. 000 sealskins were col
lected by Americans alone, and 15,000
in 1802. Sturgis, of Boston, onco col
lected 6000 In a single voyage, and
once 560 of the best quality in half a
day. Captain Gray alone got 3000 in
thst second voyage. '
Those early navigators so close to
Revolutionary times wore their hair In
queues. One ship, owned by the Am
orys, of Boston, was captured by the
Indians of Vancouver's Island. John
Jewett said; "I was caught by the hair
by one of the savages and lifted from
my feet. laortunately for me, my hair
being short and the ribbon with which
it was tied slipping. I fell from his
hold into the steerage."
Jewett and another man. a sail
maker, were kept to make and mend
guns and sails for the chief. All the
rest were killed, anil the brig was ac
cidentally burned. Jewett and his com
panion saw the Boston brigs go by
aw the Juno and the Mary but not
until the third year, 1806. were they
rescued by the Boston brig LyUia, and
that was the year Lewis and Clarke
were on the Columbia. .
Some Yankee captains made terms
with Baranoff at Sitka, by which they
took his Aleuts with their bidarkas and
hunted fur seal and sea otter on shares,
bringing away tens of thousands of
precious skins.
Sitka and Roaton Traded.
A regular business sprung up of sup
plying Sitka with Boston goods. Once,
indeed, they saved the Russians' lives.
The Winter of 1805 was long. Xo Rus
sian ship appeared. Provisions were
gone, starvation threatened, when, to
their Joy, a Yankee ship swung around
the point of Sitka Island. She had on
board meat, sugar, tea, flour and rice.
Of course Baranoff bought every
thing the captain had. He even bought
his brig, that they might have means
t cruising to more favored shores for
rooa. me Drig, tne juno. was sent to
tne Columbia River with a view of
planting a colony there to raise sup
o exchange Plies for Sitka. Three days the Rus
d for teas, slans tried to cross the Columbia bar
ry homo totnat guarded Oregon. Three days they
J tried, and gave it up, and made their
, -settlement In California. How many
Plies for Sitka. Three days the Rus-
times has Oregon been saved!
The Rostonians bought skins, not only
from the northern tribes, but also from
the padres of California. In former
times the Spanish padres had depended
on the Mm nil.,, galleons to take their
furs to China by way of the Philip
pines, but now they began to carry on
a secret and profitable trade with the
Hostonians a trade that grew until
California became our own. This Bos
ton trade flourished along the Pacific
Coast, until the war of 1812. when our
ships were driven from the shore. No
wonder Boston execrated the War of
1S12: it cut .her to the heart. Her
Northwest commerce never recovered,
though later a livelier trade sprang up
along the coast of California.
"Better call up Burns and find out,"
suggests his niece.
Burns. 30 miles away, is called on the
telephone.
Telephone Query Made.
"Any you folks up there know where
Mr. Hanley is?"
The telephone office does some cogi
tating. Then comes the word: "Mr.
Hanley was last sighted In Portland."
Some pleasant gossip on their own
account Cook and the telephone girl
follows: "A dance, did you say? Wish
I could." Some laughter and further
bantering. "Well, so long: that might
be him. If It's him the car's loaded,
and I've got a big dinner to get."
Cook rejoins the croup. On this par-
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IDGEFIELD HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT JJODV ELECTS OFFICERS FOR
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R1DGEFIEL.D. Wash.. Nov. 4. (Special.) At a recent meeting of the Rldge
field High School student body the following were elected officers for the
school year: aj.-orge Pearson, president: Kenneth Woolley, vice-president and
secretary, and Miss Cornelia Morgan, treasurer: freshmen --Samuel B. tSroff,
president: Robert Schantr. vice-president: Frances Hutchins. treasurer: sopho
mores Nellie Bolen. president; laisy Knipanuer, vice-president, and Margaret
Wells, secretary and treasurer: Juniors Arthur Little Huker. president:
George I'earson. vice-president, an. I Adeline Armstrong, secretary and treas
urer; seniors Ruth Maxson. presldwnt: l,ee Weber, vice-president, and Cor
nelia Morgan, secretary and treasurer. Charles Hancock is general comrait
teeman. ..........
ticular night things became especially
exciting.
"Car's stopped." Mrs. Ollie Informs
him. "Guess they got a blow-out."
"Hope It's not a green driver,'" Cook
grins, "over in the sand beds."
. '"It's started again." Bill comments.
"Well, I've got something else to do
besides stand here all day." and Mrs.
Ollie hurries into the cook house to
start supper for 30 buckaroos.
"So've I, if It's Mr. Hanley." says
Cook. He goes into his own food lab
oratory and begins a great breaking of
eggs and slapping of batter and crowd
ing of Juniper wood into the cookstove.
Then he comes out with a long, murderous-looking
knife. You know, he is
Just going over to the meat house to
rut half a dozen big. thick steaks from
the beef that was hung up there three
days back,, but his face Is set and his
eyes glitter just s'pose someone else
has used those best cuts!
sn la Gettlna; Ur,
Again the car stops. The sun Is low.
reddening up the whole sky. It always
plashes up the whole thing over here.
not .limiting Itself to the West. Cook
haa everything ready but slapping the
steaks over the hot coals; he comes out
front time to time. "Sure had a break
down." he concludes. "Even so, they're
not more than two miles off; they can
walk in, by dark."
The table is laid it is a long tabic,
so that only the number of plates need
await the appearance of guests.
You pace up and down under the
poplar trees und speculate, now with
Mrs. Ollie. now with Cook, now with
"Sister" or "Bill," now with the return
ing "wrangler." as to how the break
happened, who's in the car, how many.
and will they walk in?
It grows dark; night fills up the des
ert. "Lights gone out. They're in a
fix," says one.
"TheV can walk In." repeats the cook.
and takes a worried look at his flaky
biscuit. He'd risked baking a pan.
He'll wait now before baking another.
The house Is lighted up. It's a beacon.
"Might not come." Cook says, gazing
ruefully at his stack of creamed pota
toes. "Might stop at the homestead
Ing cabin."
The lady homesteader! She was
alone in her cabin. The car has
stopped almost at her door.
Mr. Ollie Spolla This.
"Couldn't stay there all night." Mrs.
Ollie spoils this solution; "she hasn't
got beds or grub enough for that out
lit." "It was a full car? I asked. I had
not seen.
"Sure," says Mrs. Ollie. secure in her
desert eyes, and carries a load of juni
per wood Into the kitchen.
We all go in again. Cook looks at
his fire. I look at the table if they
only knew what a good dinner
A stamping on the porch, a hearty
"Well, well. Cook, how's everything?"
It is Mr. Hanley, covered with dust,
panting a bit, but not disguised.
Cook grins:' "Had a breakdown?"
"Yes." A chuckle. "Got a couple of
hungry fellows out here in tire desert,
and the driver. Got anything to cat?"
"Sure." The cook becomes the busiest
man on the ranch.
"The. others," another chuckle,
"they're coming." Still- we don't know
who the guests arc; there are still mys
teries. "A little, newspaper man and an old
fellow." Mr. Hanley explains, stamping
out again. "Here they come: newspa
per man and driver had to look out for
the old fellow."
The two materialized out of the black
night Into the light, the "little news
paper man" with -bright, amused eyes
and a comical query screwed up be
tween them, and the "old fellow" all
sort of caved-in and gaunt looking and
wearing the unhappy expression of a
bulldog being pulled down Fifth avenu-
at the stubborn end of a leash.
All Sit Down to Dinner.
Dinner is served. Every one sits
down, and our host, the owner of the
"OO." between heartening chuckles and
bits of his trusty brand of good desert
cheer, piles the plates and sends cook's
good food around. The "little newspa
per man" is having the very time of
his life. We of the ranch don't know
Just why. but it's evidently been an
awfully funny trip. Every few minutes
he bursts into uncontrollable laugh
ter, then. glancing up. meets the
down-dropped features that compos1
.the face of the "old fellow" and chokes
it off in a mouthful of steak.
The "old fellow" eats, his stomach
demands that he do so: hut his spirit
doesn't eat, not a mouthful; it's occu
pied with a grouch. All the grouch in
the whole city of Portland ininht be
concentrated between those sullen eyes
and that slinking chin.
They do get tilled up after a time.
Cook takes away the dishes and
brings the cigars. The men light up.
nil but the "old man." He gets to his
feet; he Is almost too much for them.
"Ill be going to bed." he announces.
"All right, all right. Mr. Brown"
(we'll call him Brown), our host agrees.
heartily. "Cook'll show you a room
"No, I can't sleep In tho house," tne
old man atiffly Informs the room. "I'll
sleep outside.
"Outside? Why, man. It's cold out
side why " Even our host is speech
less. ."All I 'ask," and his eyes froze with
cold menace, is an alarm clock."
"An a a what?"
"An alarm clock: I must be off by
3:30. Colder menace follows.
Alarm Cloek. Ia Found.
Now. if a guest should ask of the
host of the "OO" a large white elephant
surmounted by a palanquin for his
convenience in crossing the desert, such
is the hospitality of him. the elephant
would almost have to appear. A clock
Is no where tacking in the "OO ranch
house; a watch was never seen de
pendent from its host's vest pocket
there is a rumor that Cook has one
out in the bunkhouse hid somewhere
under his bed: the sun keeps time in
the desert country. Helplessly, but
hopefully, our host looked to Cook:
Cook disappeareq, and returned bear-
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terms over years if you like. .Meanwhile K CM ARI7K "XO IM KItKST on
deferred payments, thus meeting present contingencies, making these the most
aoceptHble present, best piano proposition-on the market ou simply cannot
equal them elsewriere.
W kif (apart all tradition and nreerdent to make It mar and rtlle at tHI
time for everbodx to onn a fine new plHHti genuine, sweet-voiced, l!lb or 117
model piano.
New and Used Pianos, $35. $67t, $9.". $115. $190. $213. $235 to $963.
Xew riayer Pianos. $293. $363. $393, $413. $433. $465 to $693.
Toil ran aftord to pay IS cash and Jl - or more weekly, therefore you can.
afford to buy now. I .et your children begin their musical tr.-aniinc they m w t
not grow older if they are to accomplish things musicnllv. WK INri-IDH
TURKU MOM'IIV I-DSSON-i. .1 CASK MX! IIKS BO TH I'lANO AM l'UKT
LA.U TKAdlKH.
TIIK OXK IXCOMl'ARAHI.K MlflCAI. INSTlttMEJiT"
THi; COLL' MIMA. lillAFlOli.V
$55.20
WITH 16 SE
LECTIONS, NEEDLES,
ETC.
This Grafonola has a wooden noundinK chamber constructed on the principles
of the violoncello, which produces the ueep, mellow tone impossible with a metal
horn. It has been sold to more people than any other, resardlews of price, type
or make. It has the same motor used In the $10t machine and plays four record
at one win din ft- This is the type used by the public schools all over the Unite!
States. We invite your inspection and will take your old machine as part
payment.
Ol'T-OF-TOWX ni'YKIts This s your opportunity, as we pay freicht and de
liver to your home at ur ex pens during time of this sale. Jt is sufe and satis
factory to buy any of ihes pianos by mail or phone, particularly since our
proposition to exchange within on year and allow all paid, virtually Kives you
a one year's trial of the piu.no. livery pinno or playr-piano purchased carries
with It tb Seh wan I'lariOi-t'o.'H trui rantee of satisfaction. s also the usual
guarantee from each manufacturer of these new musical instruments.
THI-: MOIti; THAT IIAItt-KS .0 IMi:illT.
(oal IMntrlbu-tora,
III I-nrllt MrffJ
lit U hhlrnon.
Inir an old clock, which, he explained.
If it were kept on its back at an anyle
of
The old man accepted the clock.
"Of course, you can sleep out in the
bunkhouse If you want to." our host
addci. pleasantly to his cuest. The
truest lo t nimself In the niicht.
The "little newspaper man" ex
ploded. "Well, if that ain't the " and
he exploded aenin "of all the" onrc
more he seemed in danger. Our host
chuckled.
"Urouched all the way from Rend."
the "little newspaper man" now ex
plained to the rest of us who were
still on'the outside of the story. "Got
loadeu up with Bill and me him and
till rural credits books; tried to run
the trip; tried to tell us about the
country; tried to run the car kept
tinkering- with the wheel whenever the
driver wasn't looking: told us all about
the wild water fowl: was guide on
the trip; knew it all; knew most,
though, about rural credits: seems he's
written a book; brought a big box in
to sell to the people of Harney: goin
to sell "em rural credits at $7.50 a
volume: got a lot of money tiel up
In the thins; had 'em strapped on to
the car.
;roneh Includes Kverjthlng.
"Grouchy about everything dust,
road, stopping for lunch wanted, to
make It through to Burns tonljthl;
grouchlest of all about his books: said
if anything happened to those books
he'd sue the motor company that built
the jar; had tho box wrapped in thick
wads of paper and pasteboard: strapped
on mighty tight: examined the topes
every lime the driver stopped to cool
his engine: had to get to Burns to
night; wasn't anyway out of it; Just
had to.
"When we came to the forks where
the left road leads oft to Burns and
the right to the "00." Hanley. who
hadn't been saying anything, says, sort
of mild and easy, to the driver: The
right," and the driver turns off to the
right, and we're nearly here before
the old man gets wise. Then he
grouches harder than ever; said he'd
oughtta held out for the road, to the
left; Ije'd lost out all his life by being
too generous; that was his only fault:
and when we got stuck in that sand
bank holy smoke! grouching wasn't
any name for it!
"As for yaw Iking in well, he
couldn't do it; nad something wrong
with his legs; . couldn't ever cross that
ditch it's a pretty narrow plank in
the dark;- the rest of us crossed, and
he stood out on the other side: simply
couldn't do it: finally got an inspira
tion: sits down and hitches across,
his lone legs dangling clown and his
toes tickling the water. Couldn't keep
up: grouched all the way in; goint;
to sue everybody: and "
The narrative was interrupted. "Bill"
the . 10-year-old of the ranch, broke
breathlessly Into the house:
Man Goes Oat on Desert.
"That man that one with the clock
well he's gone out on the desert to
sleep in his car; won't sleep in the
bunkhouse!"
Kvery member of the dinner party
gazed back at little "Bill."
"Sure Bill?"
"Yep; went to the desert with his
clock." '
And then the newspaperman did ex
plode: our host shook his sides till
the old rafters rang. "A-sIeeping in
the desert with a clock! A-sleeping
bolt upright in his car out in the desert
with n clock!"
Utile "Bill" waited patiently for the
roars to subside; he scented more ex
citement. "Is the man mad?" someone asked.
"He's old." our host explained, pa
tiently, as if that were the answer.
Little "Rill" went hack to the bunk
house where the prospects seemed
brighter.
We had more reminiscences of the
day from the newspaperman; he re-
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enacted the ilrsma of the Grouch in
sisting on having his way every min
ute, and our host nuietly having it.
"When you said 'To the riaht.' " he
turned to our host, "I'd had just about
all I "
"I'm kind of worried about th.it old
f-llov, " interrupted Mr. Hanley. "He'll
freer., rut there in the desert: we'd
better go find him and take him a
blanket. Likely he's lost already.-"
'L'ncle Will!" protested his niece.
"Get a blanket n thick one," hj
commanded.
We started out. trailing his foot
steps! th stars hat! come out now. and
we cou'd see th. white road. Yes. just
as everyone expected, he had wandered
of f at a w rong turn. We followed down
along nn irrigation ditch -all the
household and its guests. For a couple
of miles we trailed through the soft
desei t sand. In among the sagebrush
and rabbit crass; but with no sign of
the man. It must have ncared nild
ninht. "Little Lady Homesteader will be
pretty uneasy if he uoes straying In
to her premises." our host remarked.
"She's got a light in the window
she smells something." said Mrs. Ollie.
"She's got a gun.' added "Bill."
hopefully.
"Something's moving over there
by the lake!" exclaimed the newspaper
man, already petting desert eyes.
"Miirht be a calf."
"Likely, a mad coyote." from 10-year-old
"Bill." determined on adven
ture. Rut it was the "old man."
"Well, stranger, how you makinT
it?" called our host cheerily, as though
sleepine: in the desert were the most
usual thing in the world.
The man came over into the road;
no must nave oeen surpriseo at m
group of eight appearing there, but ho
gave no sign. 'Brought you a blanket. '
Mr. Hanley added, handing him the.
thick roll. "You're a little off your
heat. Better come back a few rods and
turn west we'll show vou."
Old Man" Arrenta All.
The "old man" accepted the blanket:
he accepted the guidance. In half an
hour we were in sight of the car.
"There you are. sir." said our host.
The "old man" staggered on. hugging
his clock under one arm, his blanket
under the other.
"If a man wants to sleep in the
desert, why, it a'int such a bad choice."
commented our host philosophically, as
we mushed back throuch the heavy
sand. Then he fell to talking on the
beauty of the night, "the night, when
no one is using it."
The "little newspaperman" was quiet.
The next morning at breakfast Ihe
"little newspaperman" was one big ex
clamation point: rA you know I
hpven't made one single note on this
trip." he said, ruefully. "I've been too
Interested: by George, I don't see "
But he was again interrupted by lit
tle "Rill."' all round eyes and open
mouth, panting at the door.
"Man's gone on to Burns. Our driver
hauled him out of the sand."
"Good poor old fellow hope he gets
there safely with his precious books."
our host answered kindly.
"Little Bill" grinned: "Buckaroos
said lead wouldn't go through boolcs
anyway; so when he wasn't looking
they fired into his box just to see; it
leaked."
N. B. I hope this isn't a story ""the
"little newspaperman" means to write.
I wouldn't want to steal his thunder.
Hood lliver Soei Halo on Moon.
HOOD RIVER. Or.. Nor. 4. (Special.)
A rainbow colored Iialo around the
moon was a phenomenon that created
great interest among local people last
night. The diameter of the varl-colored
circlet was about five times that of the
moon itself. The coloring was produced
by action of the rays of the moon on a
swiftly moving veil of clouds. The
coloring was constantly changing as
different densities of clouds passed be
neath the moon.