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i WW W VOL. III. HILLSBORO, WASHINGTON COUNTY, OREGON, THURSDAY, MAY, 27, 1875. NO. 9. W .1 I i W I Mk. I I I I C I I I I IV v A II III 1 II I II III ii m i imiii ii k ii in i ii i THE INDEPENDENT. PVBfclSUR AT. Oregon Editor and Proprietor. I ERMS QF SUBSCRIPTION: One year... Hit lncuth,. Thre montjfa Single copies. $'2 1 50 50 00 10 BATES OF ADVERTISING: TIKX ', 1 BQ. 1 50 1 'walks. 2 00 I.xonth. 2 50 3 xos. 4 50 G-mos. 6 00 1 10 00 2 8Q. col Jcol Icol 2 00 3 50 6 00 10 00 2 50 4 50 8 50 15 00 3 00 5 00 12 00 20 00 6 00 9 00 20 00 30 00 10 00 16 00 30 00 50 00 15 00 30 00 50 00 90 00 Loo l NoTicE3,25f cents per line for the first insertion, and 20centsa line for each t absen aent insertion. No notice less than $1 00. Obituary notices, 10 cents per line. Summons, Sheriff's Sales, and till other leeal notices. $2 00 per square, 1st inser tion; each additional insertion, $1 00. 'Transient advertisements, $2 00 1st in sertion; each additional insertion, 1 00. AGES TAT PORTLAND, OREGON L. Samuels. AGENT AT SAN FRANCISCO 1. P.FrsH ,. ka, rooms 20 k 21,Merchants Exchange California street. AGENTS AT NEW YORK CITY-S. M. Ticttkngill A' Co., 37 Park Row, cor. Jeknmn st.-GKO. P. Rowell & Co., 41 Park Row. AGENTS AT ST. LOITIR Rowet.iav, Chksmax, Cor. Third and Chestnnt StsJ TO CORRESPONDENTS. All comunmi- mtioiis intended for insertion in The vBEPENDEJfT must he atitbrnticatfd by iic DAine .iml address of the writer - not necess;iril3- for publication, Mtt as a guaranty of good faith. OFFICE In Hillsboro in the old Court House building on the Public Square. PROFESSIONAL CARDS. joiix vrrn, r. d., Physicia-. and Surgeon. HILLSBORO, OR El! DEFOliMI- j TIES; also CHRONIC ULCERS. OFFICE Main street Ilillsborn. Or iron. F. A. BAILEY, 31. D. Physician, Surgeon and Accoucheur HHLSBORO. OEEG0N OFFICE at the Iru" Store RKSIDENCE Drnft Store. -Three Blocks South of nlrvl WILSOXBOWLBY, M. D. Physician and $unreon, FOREST GROVE, . - - - i'KEUOX. 'OFFICE--At his Residence, Johttxon's Planing Mills. West of n49: y XV. II. SAYLORj 31. Physician and Surgeon. FOREST GROVE. - - - OREGON OlTICE At the Dru Store. R i:SIDENCE Corner Second Clock south of the Drug Store. m22:ly Geo. H. DcnnAM. II. Y. Thompson Dxddcl Attorney. Durham & Thompsor, A tt-Gr'ne YS-AT-L A w No. 109 First Street, PORTLAND, OREGON. C. A. BILL. RALEIGH STOTT. BALL & STOTT, A rTORNEYS-AT-LAW, PATENTS OBTAINED. - No. 6 Dekum's Block, PORTLAND, CREGON nS ly o.nr CATLnr. Catlin n. KILLIJ. & Killin, ATTORNEYS AND COUNSELOR AT LAW. Deknm's Building, First Street, PORTLAND, OREGON. - - THOMAS H. TONGUE. V-Alt tfrner -at -Law, i jX&febMre, Washington County, Oregon. THOS. D- HUMPHREYS. yvfXnrp urlic nd conveyancer LEGAL-paperff drawn and collections made. Business entrusted to his care at ended to promptly. OFFICENew Ccurt Hcu, v&z GRETCHEN'S TROUBLE. I was certain she Was not happy. A shadow rested in the blue eyes al vraya, and around the mouth dwelt an expression of repressed suffering. She moved through the house quiet ly, ready at all times to do pleasant little things for our comfort but the smile that came with the -offerings faded from her, face, as you have seen the sunlight fade suddenly into the glooru of a darkened sky. I questioned the landlord of her history. -"8rre is very pietty, the little Gretchen," he said, "and I'm not surprised you ask about 1 er. Most people do, that come here. Two j-cars ago she sang all the day long, like the birds out yonder, but the chipper is all gone from her now, and no wonder. Her mother was as good a woman as ever lived, well ed ucated too for these parts, and Grctchen's like her, died suddenly, and a' ter that her father, being dis couraged I reckon, went to the bad as fast as he could. From almost worshipping the gi 1, he took to abusing her, but nothing could make her leave him. Her mother gone, he was all she had, you know. "Well, a year ago come Christmas how time runs the old man was up to Smalley's and drank a good deal, then went to gambling with Judge McLean's son, who wa a pretty hard case. Nobody knew how it enme about, but they got mad, andGretch en's father put a ball right through McLean's head and killed him. It war; a bad thing all around. Th ; 0jj Jutle and his othe" sou swore that the murderer, as thev called t him, should swing for it, but he ; broke jail one night, and has never ; been heard from, between you and mo, I think he had soma nelp, for everybody around here- believed his torv, that he did it in self-defense. Gretchen came to us the next day, and has been with us ever since, for vou see ws Lave no child of ourown. A Letter girl I never want around, but : he's always as you've seen lur. All her bright, taking ways have left her, and &he looks, I tell my wife, just as the flowers do when the are trying to raise their heads after a heavy slrowcr has broken them down. She's a good little thing, is Gretchen." I After this I watched, her closer than ever-. The little inn where she lived, and in which I had been spending the summer, and was lin gering now, while autumn was kiss ing the woods and flushing them with beauty, nestled among the rocks and trees at the foot of the moutain in the little village of M . W.th nothing to do save laying up the store of physical strength of which I stood greatly in need, this little German girl, with her fair face and sad story, awakened the eleepest in terest in my heartland I longed to do something that would bring back the sunshine into her life. Time passed away. Every day-I took long rambles, and the moun tain path became as familiar to me as the streets of my native city. There was one place high up, up al most to the blue heavens it seemed, hich I dearlv loved. The way was rough, and to one less sure-footed, perilous, but when this mountain eyrie was reached, the view was sub lime, beyond expression. Great piles of grauite, with the silence of the ages upon them, ' scattered around, the rolling sea away in the distance, and far down the little Til lage, with its buy hands and rest less hearts, the same in kind as in the crowded metropolis, all formed parts of the wonderful picturc,whose thrall held me many, many liours. Some long-ago convulsion of nature had piled the rocks up, so as to form a room, sheltered by tbe wind and commanding a view of tbe steep and rugged paths. It was rare any one ventured so-high, so I held it o be my own individual retreat, mine by right of occupation. The autumn storms, fearful in this climate, were beginning, and J threatened to put a quick end to my ramblings, for it was a perilous rent ure to go where the shimmering, golden sunshine would, in a short half hour, be lost in the blackness of a tempest that seemed tearing the eternal hills asunder. And now there came a change in Gretchen. I noticed it first one eve ning, when some travelers, who had chanced here so late in the season, were talking of venturing up the mountain the next day. A sort of eager, scared expression looked out f her eves as she listened, an ex pression (if it could le possible, for Tvbot hid she to fear?) that deepened into absolute terror. That night I could not sleep until long after the house was still, and when I did, her face was present in my dreams. Past midnight I awoke with a start, and, springing fiom my bed went to the window and drew aside the curtain. There was no moon, but the stars were brightly shining in their far-off homes, and by their light I saw some one stealing along under the trees and taking the path toward the mountain. It was Gretchen. No one else couia step so iigmiy, so gracefully, and yet so swiftly along. With the speed of thought I threw on my clothes and followed her. She was out of sight, but I soon caught a glimpse of her ahead of me, climb- ing with all her might up the steep hill side. ; nVoid such danger. I found that he She carried something in one hand j had returned to his old home simp which she would change, now and I ly because he could not keep away, then, to theother. Up, up she went, j much as a moth flutters around the steadily and swiftly, lookinn neither l-flamo that will eventually bo its de to the right nor le t. I kept close j tructiou. behind her, but with a noist less step, j At last cne, two nights passed that she need not know of my pres- j away, and she remained at home. I ence, and yet I might bo able to guard her from the dangers to which this rash and terriblo midnight jour ney exposed her. All curiosity as to . her purpos was merirod in over- j whelming anxiety, for, to my sur- prifc, fhe took the wn' to my lofty i eyrie. I3y day and in pleasant weath i er, it was sufficiently difficult for the unwary; but at night, when the hi reams were swollen by recent rains; when a fog.donse as the deep est darkness, might settle down any moment, it was si.uply throwing away life. Something seemed to watch over this little Gretchen though, for the night remained clear and she went on as sure-footed as the most skillful mountaineer. She reached the pile of rocks at last, where I had spent so many hours, and disappeared from view. I would not venture further, for then, and not till then, came the thought of what her errand might be. This lit tie golden-haired 6erraaa girl must not know that I had followed her, and yet I could not go back until she, too, returned, So I stepped behind an overarching rock and awaited her coming. I shall not soon forget that night-watch. Way up in the mountain wild, whose des olation vas sometimes appalling, even when tho sun was flooded with glory the jutting crags and rugged cliffs, but now, with the solemn mid night brooding over it all, I was al most overwhelmed with its grand eur. I had not long to wait. Very soon Gretchen reappeared, but not alone. A man walked beside her, with bent head and a shuffling g?iit, n man that a sudden intuition told me was her father, a fugitive from justice. As they drew near me, I caught frag ments of the conversation. "Ycu must be careful, father, of what I bring yon," Gretchen was saying. "You know I might be pre vented from coming sometimes, and then what would you do? For you must not venture down to the village whatever happens." "No, no, my girl, I understand that without your telling me," the man answered, "but you must man age to get here somehow. O my God! j how lonesome it is, with nothing but the rocks to speak to," and there was a quiver in his voice as he spoke. "Don't fail me, Gretchen, and," a moment's pause "and be careful, girl, that no one sees you come and I go. You would not betray roe, would yon, to get me out of the way?" he askd suddenly, in a changed voice. "Betray you 1" she said, "Why do you say such cruel things? You are all I have in this world, and, bad as you are, I love you, father, oh, fatherl I love you!" and she burst in to tears. They turned a bend in the path, and I heard no more. Poor little Gretchen! It was not strango your eyes were heavy and terror-stricken! With such n burden upenyour heart, and the horror of discovery before you, the only wonder was that you did lose your senses. Quickly and stealthily I slipped away and took another route down the mountain one that finally joined that which Gretchen had taken, and hurried on, that I might be near her the latter part of her perilous way. Strange that I took such an interest in a poor little German girl, you will say. Ah! had you seen her as I did, your amazement would be lost in I sympathy. "Well every niht for a week she made that terrible midnight journey, and I followed her. It would have been a serious thing, probably cost me my life, had I been discovered by that elespcrate man, but my knowledge of tho mountaiu, trained j itl mv jon,, rimbles. enabled me to concluded that sho had persuaded him to go once more where he might live without running such terrible ventures for his miserable existence. The third night there wasa fear ful stoim. It came on at the sun setting and grew in fury with every hour that passed. Nervous and ex cited, utter'y unable to sleep, I stood at my window, peeping out into tho black darkness that seemed full of raging demons. Now and then a sheet of lightning would throw a ghastly glare around, and ngain the wild tempest swallowed everything in an inkv horror. Once, when the li"bt remained loncrer than usual, I saw some one speed swiftly by, and then she wa3 lost to my astonished gaze. Good heavens! It was Gretch en going to her death on the moun tains. In one brief moment I real ized how she had stolen into my heart, and if her life was gone how worthless mine would be; tho next I was flying after her. She was no where to bo seen. I rushed on as rajndlyas the wild fury that filled the air would let me. Still noGretch en! Little rivulets, swollen to tor rents, foamed by. Great rocks were torn from their beds and thundered down at ray very side. Blind in stinct only kept me in the path, fori could not see two paces ahead, except "when the lightning's red glare" lit up the sky! It seemed ages before I reached the place where the wretched man had been in concealment. There was a momentary lull in the storm, and, to my joy, I heard Gretcuen's voice near me calling, "Father,fnth er, where are 3'ou?' Then came a great flash of lightning, which seemed like the sudden letting in of the noontide glory. For a second I saw Gretchen standing standing but a step or two away, .drenched and despairing, while, several paces off, in the shadows of the everhanging recks that formed his shelter, cow ered her father with awe-struck, hor rified face. The next moment it seemed as if the very foundations of the mountain - were giving away. Thrown to the ground by the vio lence of the shock, it was some time before I had strength to try to find Gretchen. That deafening peal seemed to have been the last throe of the tempest in its death agony, for a comparative calm had succeeded. Groping my way along, I found her stretched insensible upon tbe ground. I could only take her in my arms From an Iowa School Marm. ' and chafe her cold hands, calling her name in deaf ears, and longing The following letter was received for the darkness to pass away. At the other day, cays tho Statesman, by last, a clear sky stretched above us. the P. M. of Salem from Iowa school The stars shone down as brightly "marm." Would it not be a good and twinkled as merrily as if the thing if some of our Washington wild riotings of the tempest had not county bachelors would entice this been. Gretchen moved slightly, lady to come out bere? Wo want "Father," she whispered. For the plenty of just such girls in this coud first time I thought of the unhappy try: man, and looked where I had seen Postmaster, Sai.km, Oregon. Dear; him last. Great God! a pile of rocks sir: A few days ago I wrote to the higher than my head had fallen up- Portland Postmaster to please for on the spot hero he had stood, and, Wftrd me an Oregon nowspaper, but dcmbtless, buried him so deep that i'm so afraid that he will not get the th hand of man could never reach note, or that ho will Torget me, that im I venture to ask you to send mo Sa- Gretchen had not revived; so, lift- iem papers, as I don't know the ing her from the ground, I hastened names of either tho editors or their down to the now dimly discernable publications. You know, or ought pathway. How I managed to reach to know that I'm nearly dying to go the inn 1 do not know, but I sue- to Oreg-n. Who am "I?" Why,no ceded in rousing the landlord; in a body but a prairio school niar'nj, few words told my story, and, re- tired to death of wading through tho lieved from my burelcn, swooned big billows of snow to school houses, away. Toward noon tho next day And then tho horriblo wind! it team I was myself ngain. They told me mv aprons, tangles my hair and that Gretchen had recovered her temper too. All I know of Oregon senses about daylight; that at her ag- j.s what tho geography tells mo, but onized entreaty, a trusty servant bad j somehow my spirit turns me toward been dispatched up the mountain to ; that country as tho very pleasantest see if there was any trace of her j on earth. It is tho 17th of April.but father, but ho had returned, telling to all armearance snrini? is iustna fsf them what I already 1 new, that on ly a pile of massive rocks was there, and no sign of a human being. The re was little doubt but that he and his tins were buried together from the light of day. Long afterward, when she could speak of it calmly, I learned from Gretchen that she thought her mid night journeys had been discovered, and she was watched, so she dared not go. That terrible night, almost fi antic with the thought of her fath er's starving condition (for she had been able to take him each time but little food, lat it might be misted), ind fearing that he would venture down to tbe village, she resolved to brave the horrors of the storm and go to him. What followed, I hato told you. Would you like to know what be- j eamo of this little blue-eyed German j girl, the brave-hearted, loyal Gretch en? I could tell you if I would, but I shall leave you to guess. Jjockci National Jlonthhf. OREGON. An aged mother in Yorkville, Ra cine county, Wisconsin, asks info: mation concerning her son, Josiah lticc, whom she has longed to n e for about 25 years. When last heard from he was heading for Oregon from California. State Superintendent of Common Schools, L. L. Rowland has arrived at La Grande, and on Monday las organized tho first teachers' institute for that judicial district, at Union. There was a general attendance of the teacher of tho county, though the other counties of the district were unrepresented. The institute wai organized by the election ofRev. II K. lines as president; J. T. Out house, vico, president; and L. J. Rouse, secretary, and continued in session till Wedueselay noon. Mr.-Jos. Hoyt, superintendent of the Salem woolen mill, says in tho Record that when he first ctme to Oregon, about 30 years ago, the wool of tho country was clean and in nice order, much more so than at the present time. The presence of the scab in sheep deteriorates the value and is a great damage to the wool. He expresses the opinion that sheep should be sheared as ear ly as possible in the spring, and be fore the first of May. During the winter the wool stops growing, and when the spring weather commences it commences to grow again, and where tbe old growth stopped and the new commenced the wool is al ways weak and rotten, and it is a damage to it to have any of the new growth clipped. It is his opinion that leaving sheep to carry their old fleeces too long has a tendency to cause skin diseases, and that scab is either caused or made worse in that way. t E with a breeze of spring and hope in it. There is a big family of us, and I hare-talked about going West till my throat is s to that is, I have teased them to go. May be if they see an Oregon paper it will inspiro them to fly around and wake up. CORBIE J. PKAB9DT. IIazabd, Cherokee Co., Iowa. "DoTSoor ' A bad little boy in Portland lit rt pack of snooting-crackers and threw them into the street to see them "go off." One of Ike Batcman's mules came nlong and swallowed theto' be fore they "went off." Tho mule walked about fifteen feet and stop ped. Thtng3 wasn't acting right inside. Ho began to taste tho sitroko of fire-crackers. Ho laid his left car around against his ribs and heard something. It was them crackers having fun. The mule picked out about three and a half miles of straight road and started. A negro met him about a milo tho other sido of tho almshouse, going south, white with prespiration, with streams of smoko shooting out of his nostrils, mouth and cars. Ik fouud his mule yesterday morning, sticking half way through a farm. house near Paddy's Run, still smoking. The man had got his family out and put 'cm up into a lot of trees. Ike hauled his inula home, when ho got cool enough, on a dray. The man is going to move his house further back off the road and his wife and eldest daughter will be baptizod when the water gets warm. Louis ville Courier-Journal. . From S. S. Mahaffey, of Auburn, the Sentinel learns that John Graham' picked up a nice little specimen in the shape of a nugge t, value I at $177, on tbe 29th uit., near French Gulch. There hai been a large amount of money taken out of the ground in and around Auburn dur ing tbe post ten or twelve years. A number of the prominent citi zens of Marion county met last Wed nesday evening, at Grangers' Hall at Salem, in the interest of the moun tain road across tho Cascade from the Santiam to tho Black Butte. Hons. John Minto and Geo. Down ing, who were two of tbe viewers lost summer, gave a graphic descrip tion of the country through which the proposed road is to be. built. On motion of W. J. Herren tbe follow ing committee was appointed to file articles of incorporation for tho Min to Pass road, and open books for tho same: J. Minto, Dan Durbin, R M. Wade, Geo. W. Hunt, Joho t Hunt, L. S. Scott, and Wm. C. Giiswold. On motion the capital stock was fixed at $100,000, in' shares of $100 each. On motion ad journed to meet again on Friday, tbe 21st inst. j away as it was in January. Tho far j mers look as sour as crab-apples and j no wonder. T)o send on a paper i4