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TIIE SUNDAY OREGOXIAX, PORTLAND, JUNE 26, 1921
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come a challenge to the Imagination,
even to the love of romance, of the
new generation. The way to unity
is beset with obstacles, but obstacles
by themselves never deterred the
kind of men the churches need. It
remains only to Invest them with a
suitable atmosphere, and to show, as
has been suggested, that they offer
as concrete opportunities for service
and sacrifice as any post in Basuto
land, or any other country across
the sea.
ROMANCE AXD THE MINISTRY.
The marked falling off in the
number of students preparing for
the ministry, which is emphasized
by; contrast with the large increase
in attendance at the secular colleges.
Is a disquieting development of the
times, particularly in view of the
recent ambitious programme out
lined by the churches. The prelim
inary report of the survey of theo
logical seminaries conducted by the
interchurch-world movement showed
attendance in 1919 to have been
only 71 per cent of what it was be
fore the war, and more recent
figures compiled by a denomina
tional authority indicate that there
has been a continued decrease since
then, instead of the increase that
was expected. Decreases of enroll
ment, 3.44 per cent for the Baptists.
20.95 for the Prebyterians, 32.33 per
cent for the Protestant Episcopal
ians, and 37.63 per cent for the Con-
gregationalists, for example, con
tribute to a net decrease of 4.75 for
the whole, though offset slightly by
Increases of 4.39 and .83 per cent
respectively for the Methodists an
Lutherans. The, figures in question
relate to total enrollment in sixty
three leading divinity colleges of th
country. Of graduates, prepared to
take up the active work of th
church, there are only some 1600
this vear. bv comparison with 1800
in 1920. Current needs of the Prot-
estant denominations are estimated
at 6000 new ministers, with another
BO00 to be called for in the near
future, if the church programme of
enlargement is to be carried out.
It seems to be true that the ro
manee of the old-fashioned idea of
sacrifice is practically gone from
the ministry, while there has not
been a readjustment to new condi
tions. Unless human nature itself
has greatly changed within a cen
tury. there is plenty of evidence that
difficulties and hardships alone do
not account for the reluctance of
young men to take up the work
There was no want of volunteers
for" missionary labor when thi
meant deprivation of every material
kind and when real physical dangers
gave promise to the missionary of
a crown of martyrdom. There was,
too, a sort of glory in working with
out much hope of reward on earth
There never has been a time when
so many, in proportion to the total
noDulation. offered themselves for
service as in the era when the In
dians possessed the west and when
Asia and Africa were inhospitable
to all aliens, and it is not without
a certain significance that the only
branch of the ministry that could
now obtain all the recruits it needed
If . It could but support them is that
which deals with missionary labors
In foreign lands.
The situation thus presented is
analogous to that which led many
In-the late war to clamor for service
"overseas," who scorned the more
prosaic but hardly less essential de
partments of service nearer home.
The factors of relative safety and
physical convenience weighed little
or not at ail; the romance of sac
rifice needed but the glamor of an
unfamiliar setting and the fillip of
obvious obstacles to be overcome.
And so, now that the frontiers-
physical and spiritual seem to have
been beaten back and there is no
longer the incentive of adventure
that there used to be, young men
turn to other vocations. The world
must have its romance, and none are
so insistent on it as the so-called
matter-of-fact members of the un
romantic Anglo-Saxon race.
In a measure the modern church
has contributed to this condition by
its very progressiveness. No longer
rejecting the demonstrated truths
of science, it becomes the colleague
of science in the effort to improve
the condition of mankind. But
here, too, romance is obscured:
there is something ineffably prosaic
about hygiene and civics and those
other matters of the body as well
as of the spirit with which churches
also now concern themselves, and
the undeniable satisfactions of blind
faith are withheld. It is going to
take time, if the thing ever is done
at all, to convince young men that
there is in reality a spiritual terra
incognita as near home as the towns
in which they were born, or that
there may be a kind of glory in just
being misunderstood, or that John
Jones of Main street may be as much
In need of spiritual consolation and
moral guidance as any native in the
heart of Tibet and even more diffi
cult to reach. -
Nevertheless, theorizing will not
fill 6000 pulpits with a supply of
only 1600 young ministers to draw
from, so that a new demand is made
ofl: old-fashioned faith in those who
believe that the problem somehow
will be solved. In a peculiar sense
it would seem that providence still
seeks mysterious agencies through
which to perform its miracles. The
movement in the direction of church
unity, which never prospered in tne
days of many candidates for the
ministry, may be accelerated by ne
cessity. There is one indication that
this is coming, In the fact that the
theological seminaries which show
the greatest increase in numbers of
their students are those which are
evangelical, but in a sense non
denominational, and which place
emphasis on common principles
rather than on the isms which divide
religion into sects. Here is a sign
POPULATION AND FOOD.
Secretary Wallace expresses the
fear that American population is
outgrowing its normal food produc
tion and that a readjustment must
meet this new era if we continue to
be a self-sustaining nation, in an
agricultural sense. Doubtless this
is true, but the fearsome aspect of
the speculation is entirely removed
when one considers that readjust
ments are of themselves perfectly
natural" and are constantly taking
place by gradual degrees to meet
changed conditions. One need but
consider the almost boundless re
sources of the nation in idle lands
capable of irrigation, of reclamation,
or of otherwise being pressed into
service, to realize that the peril of
production shortage is chimerical.
In pointing out that the aforetime
abundance of farming land, ready
for any claimant to cultivate, has
been replaced by the occupation of
all that is immediately desirable.
with values ranging from $100 to
transplanted. From 600 to 700 per
acre are set out, spaced eight feet
apart. Though no further attention
is given them, 70 to 80 per cent sur
vive, and nature's bald spot is clad.
When so much reforestation is
done by process of nature it is not
necessary to transfer the burned and
logged-off areas by wholesale to the
national forests. If relief were given
to the owners by revising the tax
system so that taxes would be col
lected when the tree crop is har
vested, and that only a small annual
levy would be made while the crop
is growing, providing it is protected
from fire and vandals and the land
is not turned to some other use, re
forestation would take place with
out withdrawing the land from pri
vate hands.
OUR EARLY BIRDS AND THE
EXPOSITION.
The old maxim of the early bird
and the worm, praising the per
spicacity of the former, might well
be the text of a recent Washington
dispatch in the Philadelphia Public
Ledger, wherein the preparations of
Portland for her 1925 world's ex
position are contrasted with those
of the Quaker city for its sesqul
centennial celebration of the sign
ing of the declaration of independ
ence. Residents of Oregon and tne
Pacific northwest, contemplating
this contrast, will realize how ca
pably and with what prudence the
plans for the western fair have been
laid. For it appears that, although
be a perpetual safeguard of national
wealth. Enormous tracts in the ag
gregate will be made more valuable
as the result of investigations jus
set on foot in the Rocky mountain
watershed.
As an engineering problem, flood
control involves so many factors that
it will be worthy of the eforts of the
most versatile of scientists. Con
struction of dams will be only part
or the great work. A general appli
cation of the principles, of forestry
and drainage will be required, and
the engineer will need to be some
thing of a geologist and chemist as
well. It seems, for example, that
Pueblo s rank as a smelting center
of first magnitude contributed to
her undoing, for fumes from her
great chimneys destroyed vegetation,
while production of timber required
in mining operations denuded the
forests on the upper tributaries of
the Arkansas river and thus the
freshet hazard was increased. Sclen
tific reforestation as well as reser
voir construction in all probability
will be required; while there is a
field for constructive financiering
in devising means by which large
water powers developed as an lnci
dent of the scheme may be profit-
aDiy employed.
iw lu i - r '
$300 an acre, the secretary mpreiv I Philadelphia has long intended its
emphasizes the proof of agricultural sesquicentennial, Portland enterprise
stability and prosperity the truth
that land so priced yields an ade
quate return in any average season.
It is true that such a condition does
not make it easy for the would-be
farmer to get back to the soil, un
less he rents or is possessed of con
siderable capital, but it is equally
true that the very valuation of the
land implies continuous production.
During the war, with the nations of
Europe depending on us for food,
the agricultural output of America
was placed under the burden of in
creased necessity. But the European
nations are again producing, our
exports in foodstuffs are falling, and
it is apparent that there will be an
increased supply of agricultural
products for home consumption.
Yet, if the speculation were en
tirely warranted as it is not the
nation could turn to certain vast
acreages that now are styled waste
lands and make them bloom at will,
producing more than enough to feed
a nation twice as great. We have
by no means exhausted the agricul
tural possibilities 'of the country,
from the viewpoint of area alone,
and to fret about need when our
situation in people and land is con
trasted with that of other nations
seems an extravagance of apprehension.
HARDING STRIKES OCT ON A NEW
LINE.
Appointment of J. M. Beck as solicitor-general
illustrates the Hard
ing idea of filling federal offices as
opposed to the machine politician's
idea. The latter's mind is centered
on maintaining the strength and in
tegrity of his state or county or
ganization, and he regards public of
fice as patronage to be distributed
to that end. He considers tha
patronage should be distributed
among the states in proportion to
their service and contribution to
party success, and that appoint
ments should be charged to a state's
patronage account in accordance
with some political system of bookkeeping.
President 'Harding evidently con
siders that the highest offices, re
quiring the highest talent and im
posing the heaviest responsibility,
should not be subject to any such
rule. The solicitor-general must be
a lawyer of the highest ability,
learning and experience, for he must
represent the government before the
courts in litigation of the greatest
importance. Suits are pending j
which involve billions of dollars in
taxes and in claims against the gov
ernment as well as grave constitu
tional questions. In search of such
man who was also a supporter of
succeeded in gaining the advantage
of congressional commendation,
whlle the affair of the eastern city
languished in committee.
"In marked contrast to the in
action of the Pennsylvanians," com
plains the article, "has been the
manner in which Senator McNary
and members of the house from Ore
gon have pushed the claims of Port
land for official recognition of the
exposition to be held in that city in
1925."
"The effect of prior passage of
the McNary resolution," he writes,
"in the Interest of Portland would
be to give that exposition a material
advantage in the matter of partici
pation of foreign governments."
Possibly the same idea impelled
the Portland sponsors of a great
centennial to urge upon the Oregon
delegation the need for immediate
action, and in turn fired our mem
bers of congress with the zeal
deliver. Westerner may even
pardoned for hinting that, in this
instance, the characteristic and pur
poseful vigor of the west is mani-
fest.
Tet the claims of Portland
prior recognition rest upon evident
urgency. Ours is the centennial of
the invention of the electro-magnet,
and celebrates, as well, the comple
tin of transcontinental and Pacific
highways. The Philadelphia ob
servance, as its name implies,
not a true centennial, but one com
memorating the passage of 15
years since the signing of the dec
laration. Moreover, it follows that
the date for this celebration must
of necessity be in 1926.
There appears to be no remedy
for this' conflict of interests, as af
fecting Philadelphia. While Port
land will extend her best wishes fo
the success of the sesquicentennial
it irks her to feel that her own- ex
position in 1925 in any way perplexes
the city of brotherly love. In fifty
years, however, if Philadelphia
prefers to wait, the bicentennial o
the declaration could be properly
observed without a rival presuming
to interfere.
to
be
to
is
the administration he has scanned
the whole field. He seems to have
selected Mr. Beck without regard to
the state in which he lived and the
ength of his residence. He saw
simply a great lawyer and an ardent
republican. Just the man for the Job.
Mr. Beck has rendered distin
guished service to the country, not
only as assistant attorney-general
under McKinley and Roosevelt but
in awakening the people to the real
issues of the war. He was one of
the first to declare for the allies, to
tear the disguise from the hideous
form of Prussianism and to urge
that the United States intervene on
the side which the conscience of the
nation told it was right. While that
may have no direct bearing on his
egal qualifications, it proves that he
thinks and talks straight, and does
not hesitate to say what he thinks.
nointing to union 3 nd an opportunity
for ;vrger usefulness which may be-
COVEKING NATURE'S BALD SPOTS.
Areas denuded of forest by fire or
logging in the Pacific northwest are
so extensive that reforestation by
planting seems a gigantic task. If
the government were to adhere to
its programme of planting only 1500
acres a year, the waste areas would
not be covered for several genera
tions. Fortunately nature does most
of the work. She reproduces the for
ests on logged-off land and on land
that has been burned over but once.
It is only on tracts that have been
swept by fire repeatedly until all
vegetable life has been destroyed
that artificial planting is necessary.
The greatest stretch of dead for
est is probably that which extends
through the coast range in Oregon.
If all the planting were done there.
century might be consumed in
reforesting it at the rate of 1500
acres a year. For miles along some
of the roads leading to the coast the
hills are covered with dead trunks.
But nature is doing the largest part
of the work of restoration. On most
of the denuded hills healthy second
growth has sprung up and is grad
ually covering the gaunt skeletons
of the dead forest. Only where new
fires have again and again killed the
new growth has it failed to spring
up again. Selection of these tracts
for planting and protection against
fire of the remainder' insures an un
broken supply of timber for future
generations.
Replanting of a tract around
Mount Hebo with Douglas fir has
been highly successful. Beginning
in 1909, it was completed in 1919 on
9000 acres. At first direct seeding
was tried, but was only partially
successful, birds and rodents devour
ing the seed and attempts to kill
them with poisoned grain failing.
Accordingly young trees were grown
in the Wind River nursery and
FLOOD CONTROL.
Not many centuries ago an occur
rence such as the great flood in the
Arkansas valley in the vicinity of
Pueblo would have been regarded as
a visitation of Providence, to be in
terpreted as an expression of the
wrath of deity and on no account to
be followed by corrective measures.
But the modern view that the Lord
helps them that help themselves is
already manifested in the movement
to erect protective works in the af
fected region, and to build them so
strongly that, at least so far as the
Arkansas valley is concerned, a repe
tition of the recent disaster need
never be feared again.
Flood control is practical. James
B. Francis, the "father of modern
hydraulic engineering," who for
nearly half a century, from 1837
until 18S4, was in charge of hy
draulic development of the Merri-
mac river, proved this with a system
of dams which in 1869 undoubtedly
saved the town of Lowell, Mass.,
from destruction by flood. . He was
far in advance of his time and his
early plans were ridiculed as need
lessly elaborate and expensive by so
called practical men. He succeeded
in putting his scheme through only
by combining it with certain canals
and locks and provisions for devel
opment of commercial water power
which yielded current dividends on
cost. The entire outlay was just!.
tied later by the calamity which it
was seen to have prevented, and
flood control ceased to be stigma
tized as the chimera of a theorist.
Even the staid old world has its
lesson to learn. It would have been
supposed that Paris in two thousand
years would have learned something
of the habits of the Seine, yet she
was caught unawares by a serious
flood in 1910. 'All the streams in
central England overflowed their
banks in 1912, inflicting incalculable
damage although fortunately caus
ing no loss of life. Perhaps half of
China's famine troubles are caused
by the frequent and uncontrolled
floods which sweep its great valleys,
particularly thaft of the Hoang-ho.
But in the United States it is evident
that these disasters are not going to
be permitted to happen more than
once. Dayton, unio, proming Dy
the great flood in the Miami valley
which in .1913 made thousands
homeless and destroyed industries
employing thousands, is now build
ing an elaborate system of control
dams which not only will forestall
flood but will furnish power for in
dustrial enterprises. '
The immensity of the task is its
own excuse for not having been un
dertaken earlier. It requires some
thing more than a calamitous
prophecy to set a vast undertaking
in motion. Yet it is beginning to be
understood that its very magnitude
is an element of simplicity. Effective
flood control on a scale truly worth
while often depends on measures
applied at points more or less re
mote from the locality affected, and
so located they serve many purposes
in one. Prevention of future floods
at Pueblo will also constitute pro
tection to the people of a consider
able area in Kansas and Oklahoma
and will be a matter of Inter-state
importance, but once achieved, will
MYSTERIES OF THE SEA.
The ocean retains its mastery of
mystery notwithstanding the sup
posed suppression of piracy and the
development of modern means of ia.
stant communication. It will be hard
to find, in all the annals of the-sea,
a sequence of events mpre baffling
to tne . investigating mind than
the recent disappearance of the
schooner Carol A, Deering. the steel
freighter Hewitt, the British steamer
Albyn and the Russian bark Yute.
These transcend all former similar
occurrences for more than one rea
son. Their coincidence is one of the
reasons and the fact that it was pos
sible for four vessels to vanish with
out leaving the slightest clew to the
manner of their taking off is an
other. Fifty years ago it would
have been less strange. But now
the only clew left by the modern
radio serves only to complicate the
problem.
The bark Ivanhoe, which vanished
somewhere off the Pacific coast al
most thirty years ago will be re
called by old-time salts hereabouts,
but the classical sea mystery is still
the disappearance of the passengers
and crew of the brig Maria Celeste,
which was found adrift with all sails
set and all her gear in good order off
the northwest coast of Africa on a
fine afternoon in the summer of
1872. The Maria Celeste had sailed
from New York for the Mediter
ranean with orders to call at Gib
raltar en route. She was spoken a
month later by the British ship Dei
Gratia, and made a salvage prize
when it was discovered that she had
been abandoned by all on board. A
strange sequel was that after being
sold under admiralty order she was
sent by her owners on a new voyage
from which she never returned. Her
final disappearance was almost as
baffling as were the circumstances
under which the Dei Gratia found
her.
There would seem to be work for
a marine detective bureau in the so
lution of ithese especial problems.
No nautical Sherlock Holmes could
find a problem more suited to his
talents than that of the Maria
Celeste; Clark Russell's Golden Hope
gave us in fiction nothing that the
Maria Celeste did not outdo in fact.
The Maria Celeste was found in full
sail in light airs; all her boats but
one were snug and ugni in tneir
davits and nothing about the launch
ing of the remaining boat gave evi
dence of haste. The tackles were
swinging idly, as if the departing
crew had expected to return withi
the hour. Dinner had been started
in the galley, and the charred rem
nants of a chicken were found in an
iron pot. To make the mystery
more complex, the captain's wife,
who was a passenger, had left her
sewing, as if casually, in the ship1
cabin. The belongings of the crew
were not disturbed. The Maria
Celeste's smooth log was complete
to within a day of her discovery and
her rough log to within four days,
Their record of fine weather was un
broken. The vessel s treasure was
undisturbed in the captain's safe
not so much as a candlestick had
been overturned.
The Ingenuity of all the mariners
who sail the sea and know its ways
was unequal to solution of the prob
Iem, stranger than any tale ever in
vented by romancer. Every theory
that was projected was curiously set
at naught by the evidence, as if the
whole venture had been thought out
in advance. No plotting criminal
could more cunningly have covered
his trail. It was suggested that Sa
haran pirates might have become
uddenly emboldened and ventured
forth for prey, but there was not
the slightest evidence of disorder on
board and the theory received its
final quietus when an inventory
showed that there had been no loot
ing. It was suggested that there
might have been an epidemic, which
had led the ship's company to quit
her as an unlucky craft and to re
solve to try to gain the shore, but
entries in the log book made this
more than improbable. There had
been no storm. Mutiny, or a sud
den outbreak of insanity, was postu
lated, only to be rendered absurd by
the evidence that there had been no
disorder of any kind, with never so
much as a scrap of writing to hint
at any unusual occurrence. A mon
ster of the deep, some strange sea
serpent, such as mariners dream
about but never see, would scarcely
have massacred a whole crew and
left no trace. And forty-nine years
of speculation upon the Maria Ce
leste's fate have brought men no
nearer a solution than they were in
the beginning.
The secret service agents of more
than one government followed the
trail of the Maria Celeste, as doubt
less they are now trying to solve
their more recent, problems. They
learned only that the Maria Celeste
was what is termed a "happy ship,"
that she was officered by competent
men and manned by sailors most of
whom had been shipmates on other
voyages. Only a single clew was
found, and it only made the affair
more puzzling. The wife of the first
officer of the Maria Celeste was
found to have sold her home a few
days after the vessel sailed, but she
had disappeared as completely as
the others had done.
The naval auxiliary Cyclops, miss
ing after a hurricane in the West
Indies, at least left room for plaus
ible speculation as to her fate. A
shifting cargo and a tropical hurri
cane do not leave much room for
doubt, and it would not be strange
if she had sunk in water too deep
to permit hope that she would ever
reappear. And the Sargasso sea,
which once on a time held the fancy
of romancers as a haven of missing
ships, had been explored by scient
ists who reported that its . perils
were wholly mythical. But the
Maria Celeste vanished before the
days of wireless telegraph; it would
be supposed that in the twentieth
century a repetition of her story
would be more than improbable.
The Deering, the Hewitt, the
Albyn and the Yute would seem to
multiply by four the chance that
some clew to the fate of their com
panies will be found if, indeed,
their disappearance at about the
same time is anything more than a
coincidence. But it will require a
peculiarly vital optimism to hold out
hope that much more will be learned
than is now known. The sea, for
all the ages that men have tried to
master it, clings as tenaciously to its
prey as it did when the first mariner
set out beyond the Pillars of Hercu
les to explore the unknown world.
THE MYSTERIOUS NINETEENTH.
How dear to the heart of the old-
fashioned golfer was the nineteenth
hole! Such was its fame that the
outlander, caring nothing whatever
for or about the game, came to un
derstand that there were eighteen
depressions in the green ere the
enthusiast came to road's end and
rested on the smoothly perfect turf
of the last, the memorable nineteenth.
Here, he dimly understood, the fol
lowers of golf discarded their frets
over poor form, their several
grouches, their quirks and anti
pathies, and essayed a perfect score.
It was upon reflection pertaining to
this Ultima Thule of the course that
the skeptic, wary of conversion,
caught himself almost wishing that
he, too, were attired in knickers
and an old sweater and numbered
among the elect.
The nineteenth hole! Tradition
clustered round it and the eyes of
your true golfer became merry at its
mention. Easy of approach, to the
tyro as to the master, it was gossiped
that many a summer day drew on
to even-song, and considerably
later, ere it was negotiated. And
this seemed queer, to the outlander.
who puzzled over the anomaly not
little, eventually dismissing it as
one of the mysterious oddities of a
most peculiar pastime. Thus it was
that 'every caddie, any gillie, pos
sessed a most intriguing bit of
knowledge, wholly denied to the
uninitiate. We perceived that the
game of golf was as Secret and ex
clusive in its rites as the Sons and
Daughters of I Will Arise.
They tell us now that the nine
teenth hole is no longer a haven
for the weary golfer. Indeed, they
add, it has all but been obliterated
and the green ' grass doesn t grow
thereabouts with the luxuriance that
once distinguished its vicinity. Still
mystified, but summoning the de
ductive faculty which is an innate
trait of the curious, we conclude that
this condition of semi-aridity must
logically arise from natural causes.
Can it be possible that the passing
of the nineteenth hole is in anywise
related to the enactment of the
eighteenth amendment?
still chiefly dependent on the chase
for the means of livelihood, and
while no measures had been adopted
to acquire title to the Indian lands
by peaceful means, the great immi
gration movement to the west be
gan. Congress promised homes to
the settlers before it gave the slight
est consideration to the claims,
tenuous though they may have
seemed to opportunist economists, of
the prior claimants of the soil. His
tory simply repeated itself. The an
nals of the republic are replete with
instances of pioneer sacrifice which
could have been prevented by fore
sight and diplomacy. The Spaniards
themselves were wiser when they
accompanied their first settlers with
military protection, and "reduced"
the natives without needless expen
diture of innocent lives.
However, what was wanted in the
early dealings with the Indians of
Oregon was more of the spirit of
Penn and less of tflat of the official
spoilsmen of the middle of the nine
tenth century. Failure of the na
tional authorities to furnish them
protection, however, did not daunt
our forefathers, as the history of
the war period shows. In the be
ginning of the Cayuse war, for il
lustration, the response to the call
for volunteers far exceeded the
power of the little community to
equip its defenders. The first am
munition with which the vanguard
of the little army was supplied was
purchased with funds lent by a few
patriotic citizens, or payment was
guaranteed by notes endorsed by its
few relatively well-to-do men. A
good many of the volunteers went
without necessary clothing and pio
neer homes were stripped of
blankets and other supplies. There
was virtually no money In the terri
tory then. There is a curiously in
teresting document in the Oregon
archives which illuminates the so
cial condition of the time. It is a
subscription paper, numerously
signed by volunteers in the field, for
a reward to be offered for the ap
prehension of the murderers by the
allies of the whites. Pledge's were
made in terms of blankets, clothing
and wheat, which constituted the
only currency of the period. The
subscribers were men who had left
their homes in the valley to fight a
treacherous enemy on his own
ground, and who were warned in.
advance of enlistment that the pros
pect that they would receive pay
ment for their services was small.
It was not too late, as has been
suggested, when the campaign of
1848 had ended, to have framed and
carried to fulfilment an Indian pol
icy which would have spared the
early settlers the horrors of the wars
which followed. But treaties which
were tardily made were even more
tardily executed, and fundamental
issues of right and wrong were so
inextricably tangled that nothing
but resort to arms could resolve
them in the end. The brunt of ser
vice and sacrifice was borne by the
volunteers and the pioneers. The
fact that so much of it was needless
only adds to the credit due them
for that which they achieved.
BY-PRODUCTS OF THE PRESS
Marine's Roaring Sergeant Now Call
ins; Hone His Doves.
The United States marine corps
recruiting station is in unofficial
mourning out of respect to the retire
ment from the service of Sergeant
"Foghorn" Kamp, according to the
San Francisco Bulletin.
No marine corps, no army or navy,
small or great, ever had a warrior
with a voice like that of "Foghorn."
The story that "Foghorn's" roar
once threw an admiral off the bridge
of a battleship is regarded by many
as apocryphal. The episode of hie
drilling thl battalion at the Charles
ton navy yard, however, is a classic
truth.
It was in 1907, on a windy spring
day that Sergeant Kamp was drilling
"Boots" otherwise recruits and
raising their hair on the parade
ground. A mile or so away, too far
to be in eight, Major Elliot was
endeavoring to drill a battalion. The
major was hoarse with shouting, yet
the battalion could not make out his
commands, and was messing things
pitiably.
Clarion clear above the tumult and
the gale, the distant roars of "Fog
horn" Kamp were wafted to the
tangled companies. The men heard
them, plainly, and obeyed them,
thinking they came from the dis
tracted major.
"Sergeant Casey." said Elliot to his
orderly, "somewhere In the distance
there is a man with a real voice.
Go find him."
Sergeant Caeey listened a moment,
then started in the direction of the
voice.
After marching a mile or so he
came upon "Foghorn" and his squad.
"The major wants yex, 'Foghorn',"
said Casey.
"Which major, and where?" asked
Kamp.
Casey gave him the direction and
presently Kamp found the major.
"Can you drill this battalion, ser
geant?" demanded Elliot.
"Yes, sir." replied Kamp. "But
what'll I do about the 'boots,' sir?"
"You do the battalion, I'll drill
boots!" said the major. "Let us see
how yon do 't."
Kamp gave a bellow. The bat
talion leaped.
"That's the stuff," said the major.
"We'll exchange."
So the major took boots drill and
the sergeant took the battalion, and
everything was lovely In the garden.
' Sergeant Kamp "Foghorn" Ed
Kamp now retires to his villa in
Oakland, where he will breed homing
pigeons. '
It is said that whenever one of his
birds gets lost a hundred miles or
so away from home, all "Foghorn"
has to do Is to bellow its name a
few times, and the vibrations, quiver
ing to the remoter poles, Instantly
guide the bird back to Its roost.
Down on the Farm.
By Grace E. HalL
The sunset flames across th western
rim
In hues that baffle all the art of
man,
A line of firs, tall silhouette and
slim.
Stand guard above the valleys that
they scan;
The crow, with one last lingering caw,
flies low.
The trees, in unison, sway rest
lessly. And In the hush of twilight seems to
grow
A sense of pain that holds one
breathlessly.
The old folks go about the evening
work
Upon the farm, their routine as of
old.
No minor detail overlook or ehlrk.
No voiced complaint to listening ear
e'er told;
They plod the paths ambition first
surveyed .
When little children romped beside
the door.
Alone, they face the twilight, bent
and grayed.
Their plans fulfilled and asking
nothing more.
But, oh, there is a heartache In th
scene;
The empty house wher youthful
voices were.
The verdant acres whe,re the grain I
green
That apeak of stalwart boys; while
soft winds stir t
The memory of a grave upon the hill;
The whispering of the evening is a
prayer;
The voices of the old folk oft ar
till.
A all alone they're waiting, wait
ing there.
And In the distant city' rush and
roar.
Caught by its tide and tangled in
its net.
Are those who played beside that
farmhouse door.
And. oh, the tragedy when they
forget!
THE MOUNTAIN.
To grevlous ruin the house has gone.
The porch has fallen in.
The door, half open, sags forlorn.
The broken windows grin.
They've cut the timber for mile
around ;
The vista's bleak and bare
Stumps, tangled wild growth, logged
off ground
But the mountain still is there.
Unchanged, the same, a regal queen.
She proudly rears her head,
In summer clothed in shimmering
green.
Which autumn turns to red;
In winter crowned a silvery white.
She guards this one-time home,
Where years ago my heart' delight
Waited to see me come.
A VETERAN OF THE WAR OF '48.
The recent death of William D.
Stillwell of Tillamook, at the age of
97, in all probability severs the last
link connecting the present-day Ore
gon with the period of its first In
dian war. It is entirely credible
that there is no other man now liv
ing, as Mr. Stillwell's friends be
lieved, who took an active part in
the Cayuse campaign of 1848; and
few survive of those who fought
seven or eight- years afterward in
the war against the Yakimas and
other tribes of the north, as Mr.
Stillwell also did. The archives
show that he was a private soldier
in the first campaign, which means
also that in all probability he fur
nished his own arms and accouter
ments; and that he rose to be lieu
tenant in the later conflict, from
which is a fair conclusion that his
conduct In the first affair won the
approval of his comrades and neigh
bors. The two wars in question have
passed into history, leaving hardly a
memory: vet they entanea individ
ual sacrifices such as are hardly
understood by the present genera
tion of Americans.
Not many soldiers were killed in
the wars themselves, but the depre
dations of the hostiles cost some
hundreds of lives before the tribes
were at length tranquilized by force
of arms and placed on reservations.
In the perspective of history, two
outstanding facts about the Cayuse
war are that it was conducted by the
settlers of the Willamette valley
without support from the federal
government, and that, although Ore
gon had been made part of the
United States by the treaty of 1846,
which adjudicated the northern
boundry, congress moved so slowly
and with so little definite purpose
that the seeds of a general uprising
were sown before either the national
government or the peple of the west
were prepared for such a prompt
and vigorous effort as alone would
have prevented the needless sacri
fices which followed.
The Cayuse expedition, In which
Mr. Stillwell participated, was puni
tive in its purpose, having been or
ganized to bring to justice the per
petrators of the massacre at the
Whitman mission in November,
1847, and while no great battles
that will go down in history were
fought, it was successful so far that
the tribe was subsequently glad to
purchase peace by surrendering five
of the murderers for trial and exe
cution. A better -understanding by
the people of the east at this crisis
of the difficulties under which the
pioneers of the west were laboring,
and the framing of a constructive
policy in dealing with both Indians
and Immigrants, would in all prob
ability have prevented the hostili
ties which followed and which for
more than a decade seriously re
tarded development of the west.
The conflict between civilization
and savagery, between the princi
ples of utilization and of mere occu
pancy of the soil, was inevitable:
but the want of statesmanship and
the consistent exhibition of bad
faith in dealing with the aborigines
which had characterized the entire
history of the opening of the west
were not. Something might have
been accomplished by the first mis
sionaries who sought to prepare the
natives for the predestined coming
of the whites if the efforts of those
missionaries had not been nullified
by a consistent record of misman
agement and bad faith in the offi
cial treatment of the eastern tribes.
The result was that at a time when
the friendliest of the westei tribes
had only partly acquired thwarts of
industry and agriculture, and were
The Wanderer case is a new de
velopment of the insanity plea. Fail
ing to establish it on his trial, the
prisoner goes crazy afterward: but
what society is concerned with is
that his fate, whatever it may be.
shall be a warning to future mur
derers.
News dispatches record the death
of a famous beer-drinking cat in
Minneapolis after fighting with ten
dogs all night. She must have had
something stronger than the one-
half of one per cent kind before the
first round.
There is a bad $20 bill in circula
tion, according to the treasury au
thorities. Now if it were a $20 gold
piece it would have a chance of
passing people have grown so un
familiar-with the looks of the real
thing.
Strawberry jam may be more ex
pensive this year than it used to be,
but there is some satisfaction in
knowing that under the pure food
laws it will no longer be made prin
cipally of apple pulp and timothy
seed.
Under certain circumstances a
freight jam may be a positive bless
ing. There is one in Mexico now,
where only a short while ago men
were afraid to move a freight train
In fear of their lives.
Germany has manufactured 145,-
000 tons of coal-tar dyes during the
present year, which gives color to
the report that she has decided to
quit quibbling and go to work.
A Ford car, driven by It. Bell, was
taking out a load of men to work
last Thursday morning, says the
Willamina Times, and when well out
toward Grand Konde they went to
pass another car. and the train was
right opposite them and they got
closer to the bank than they had
anticipated, and the Ford rolled over.
The train stopped and all hands got
out and picked the Ford up. set It
back opto the road, cranked It up
and started it ahead. Nobody was
hurt and no damage done, but while
the maneuvers were going on, a lady
who was on the train was heard to
say to her husband, "Do they have
to tip all Fords over that way to
oil them?"
s
The visit of Edwin Markham to his
home recently furnished inspiration
for O. O. Smith, who commemorates
the event in a poem printed in the
Beaverton News. The muse affected
the Beaverton bard as follows:
'Twas In April we were reading
What the papers had to say.
How Markham would make a visit
Some time in the month of May.
So we kept track of each column
The announcement for to see.
When he would appear in person,
And in what hall he would be.
We made up our minds we'd see him
When Markham would be in town.
The week previous to his coming
Our dailies gave us the date;
How he'd spend the day and evening,
While he remained in our state.
And they all printed his pictures
At the topmost of the page.
Giving a sketch of his life's work.
The date of his birth and age.
To things brighter his work leads ui,
With no cause for looking down;
The woodland path are overgrown.
The roads show many a change.
The folks I meet are all unknown.
Their faces new and strange.
I longed so much my heart would
swell
While 1 was far away
Now 1 am here, and well ah me!
I do not want to stay.
The Ire-cold spring has. shrunk In
size
Into a tiny rill;
Through a broken pane a nllit owl
flies
And hien him to the bill.
So 1 will go whyVhnuld I fret.
Or have a single cure?
For my heart's delinht Is .with nio
yet
And. the mountain still Is there.
J. 11. Jtlt'K.
TIIE WAI
of Tin; ae mavs
lilt I OK,
Oh, Pithecanthropus Erertus, your
love has grown distant and
ojilll.
No lonuer you glare throiiKh eye
brows and hair to make me sub
mit to your will.
I miss your dear hand in my ringlets
as you dragged me through
swamps to your lair.
I mis the sweet way you would growl
all the day and yank out a
patch of my hair.
You had such a cunning way. dearie,
a way that was wholly your
own.
Of lamming me. dear, on the nose or
the ear with a hunk of a di
nosaur's bone.
But, oh. you have changed and your
kindness ha filled me with wo
and despair.
Tour smile sends a shiver clear down
through my liver oh. bean me
and show that you care.
I'm filled with the dread apprehension
another jane' captured your
love.
Oh, how can you smother and wallop
another and lam her with rocki
from above?
A fragrance not mine hangs about
you when dawn bring you home
for your grub.
Oh, Pithy, my guess Is she ha auburn
trewses for there's a red hair ou
your club.
WILLIAM VAN GROOS.
The British Duke of Marlborough
has just taken his second American
wife. A suitable declaration of in
dependence by this one may prevent
the eventuality of a third.
Five slackers delivered to the war
department In one day won't make
much of a dent on the total, but
think of the uneasiness that must be
felt by the rest of them!
The fact that the comet's tall is
to strike the earth Sunday doesn't
worry us half so much as wondering
whether the tail-end Beavers ever
will strike it.
There is no telling what will hap
pen to the feminine styles, now that
their suppression has been urged on
the ground that they destroy
morale."
Modern public school education
comes high, but then note the results.
Every last youngster of them will
admit he knows more than his father
does.
Like the buyer of many an auto
mobile, the shipping board is begin
ning to learn that it isn't first cost
so much as upkeep that counts.
Still Admiral Sims has the mem
ory of mat senooir ne got in
London to console him for what he
got in Washington.
However, Admiral Sims got it off
his chest, which doubtless he con
siders worth a public reprimand.
A sadder budweiser Germany is
likely to emerge from the payment
of those indemnity claims.
It must have come hard, at that,
for the admiral to have to take it
from an ex-marine.
The soviet idea of an anti-patriot
seems to be a peasant who objects
to being robbedj .
We know more 'bout his poetry,
Since Markham was In town.
This author was born in our state.
In the city by the falls;
And returned to his native state
When he heard numerous calls.
Remembered by his smiling face,
And his hair as white as snow.
His feelings when he gave to us
His poem, "The Man With the Hoe.'
Made Laureate of our great state,
Oregon grape furnished the crow
We saw the Poet of the World,
When Markham was In town.
retro Giollitl has given up hie
career in Harlem and sailed this week
for Italy. Petro's profession was
uniaue. He trained monkeys for
organ grinders. He taught them how
to climb up to windows, extend the
cup and doff the little red hat. Some
of the monkeys he merely rented.
Of late, the organ grinders have
fallen on evil days. The kiddles and
their parents are more thrifty and
they save their pennies for the mo
vies. Atlanta Constitution.
e
Judge J. A. Dunham of Anderson,
Cal., lost his buggy in a smashup
accident in his home town. As he is
too old to think of learning to drive
an automobile. Judge Dunham tried
to purchase a buggy to replace th
one he lost. He could not find one
for sale in Anderson. He came to
Redding to purchase one, but he
could not find a single buggy in this
place. Buggies have been driven from
the field by automobiles.
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Says the Sabetha (Kansas) Star:
Senator Capper once told a story of
a man who asked him for a job while
he was governor. "I am the man,"
he declared, "who cheered you at Mc
pherson." Governor Miller of New
York has had a similar experience.
"I have read your desire to serve
the people," the woman wrote. "Will
you please tell me where I can find
a good summer resort in New York
state? .1 am the woman who voted
lor you in this ward,"
SIXTY TODAY.
Sixty today? Are they days, month
or years?
For some days have been months,
some year have been week.
Reckon age not by seasons, but by
slow dropping tears.
Or the swift ringing laughter, or
flaming of cheeks.
That long ad procession an hour'
tick of the ciock
But the heart beat ten year ere
the new grave wa filled;
I In tbat one night of silence no
cradle to rocK
'Twas th listening of year for th
laugh that was stilled.
That betrothal the wedding the ba
bies soldier sons
One head getting bald, and one
turning gray!
Your calendar' wrong! Sad day
happy ones!
Some days have been years; some
year only a day.
So the almanac says that the sixty
re years?
I care not what you call them
nor the few that are left;
I count tonight's beads by the mllcf
and the tears,
And the rosary' near finished, and
then I shall sleep.
ALBERT BUXTON.
"FREE VERSE."
And what is poetry in this Strang
day
Of variegated thought?
A sly suggestion here and there,
A skip, a bop, a gap, a stop.
As though 'twere hardly fitting
Xat-t the subject ahould b lptnoducei
at all.
Time wa when poet' line wer
valued.
Aye, and held as pondering of mlndi
Somewhat above the common strata
And right plainly did the poet tU
Of what his dreams were made.
And was writ most beautifully It
rhyme.
Alas! Such sentiment is in the sepul
chre of years.
Where dead things rot!
'Tis now not thought
But agility that counts, by gad
agility!
A dash, a slide, like runners trying
To make a base, a skip, a stop.
The critics read with knowing nod.
And call it art Oil, G-A-W-D!
MICKEY. .