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THE OREGON 7 SUNDAY JOURNALV : PORTLAND SUNDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY ; 21,1 190&.
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STORY OF LIFE
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Frivations of Childhood and
; Sturdincss' of Manhood
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By" Alma Broadhurst,' Peninsula,.
. jh T i Seventh B. . . :
-Among tne -early -settlers. .In ' Ken
tucky was a man namtd .Abraham Lin
coln. Hewas born -In log cabin .Jn
Hardin county, Ky., February 12, 1809.
He lived In a. stockade, like the Other
settlers,-because the Indians "were still
to be feared. . , '
Their heme; wit a rude log cabin con
taming-. only one door, one room and no
winuows. "At one wide of the cabins was
a large chimney made- of sticks . and
clay..' .They did. not jbave much furni
ture, i The table - was made - of boards
and -the bedstead" was made of "coles.
which, were supported by the house on
one side and on , the-other by . stakes
driven . Into the. ' ground . floor. The
dishes were , made of wood .and the
Spoons, knives and ; forks were of . Iron.
When -be was .seven years: old. his
father moved to Indiana. . . . v i -
' Whenever ha bad a. chance he would
go to, an "A , B C ' school." He .was so
eager to learn, that he would stay up
lonjf hours at'.nlght to"8tudy. ; Every
bank that he could lay his hands on he
would -read, for books were scarce In
those days.
His mother died when he was 9
years eld. and her loss was a very great
one to Hhe little boy.
He was taught early to swing the ax,
to-carry the grain to the mill, to han
dle the plow and to do all kinds of
work about the farm.
Wuen he was about' 19 years old he
went to New Orleans on a flat boat.
This long voyage took months to ac
complish. Ho received eight dollars a
month and his passage for his work on
the tlat boat . .
When the trouble with some Indians,
known as the "Black Ihiwk war,"
arose, Lincoln joined the volunteers and
was made captain of ' his company, ,..
In 1834 Lincoln wan elected a, mem
ber of the state legislature. ..'
In 1858 he was a candidate for' the
position of United States senator. In
186i) Lincoln was Invited to deliver a
speeth in the largest ball In the city of
New York, in which 'the subject was,
"Slavery in the United States."
When the convention of the " Repub
lican party met soon after, to choose a
candidate fox president. , Abraham Lin- 1
coin was nominated, and so he became!
president of the ITnlted States. . 1
On April 14, 1885, he was shot by an
assassin. His loss, was mourned over
the wnole world.
A Trip to Vancouver, II. C.
By Madeline Stono, Alblna Homestead
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gust. I took a trio to Vancouver. B. C.
and never had such-a, delightful trip in
I went and everything! .saw. The
friends I visited wereywry tilce indeed.
They took me everywhere.' . .
The first evening, we went down toil
Kngllsh bay and watched the bathers j !:
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day we got a permit and went aboard
the Empress of India, which is a float
ing palace. We had a guide abd were
taken all through it.
They have a most beautiful park,
which Is called Stanley Park. There
Isn't one artificial thing in it. It is
simply beautiful, and the drivewav
around it Is 10 miles and as smooth as
marble. Wc went uround It in a six
horse tally-ho. The man who held the
reins walked the horses all around this
beautiful driveway, so that we would
not miss one oh.leet of Interest. Then
we csme back to the Hotel Vancouver
and were driven In a" carriage- to the
Glenwood, where I stopped. '
We then took a. trip to Howe sound,
and before' we reached the Narrows we
were In a fearful storm and it raged for
bourn. I did not get seasick, though a
?reat many did. In a few days 1 left
or my home In Portland, hoping that I
may again some day- visit Vancouver
and all her beautiful places pf Interest.
Gold Mining in Nevada.
By Archie Gray. Alblna Homestead,
Sixth A.
. Down at the gold mines we live in'a
log bouse. At the mills there are stamps
to press the gold after it has been taken
from the tunnel. They have very long
ttmnfttln. whpm tlitt trtlnfa hava tit A
got the gold. They have candles on their
caps so as to see. Tne men Jnat work
In the tunnels have to wear slickers so
tin to keep the water from dripping
down on them. The water runs down
rrom tne mountain in the tunnel.
The men that run the cars in-and out
of the tunnels have got to hold their
heads low so as not to get them cut
from the sharp rocks above till they get
OSes wnere it .as nigner.
Tliere is no river around there, so
they dug a ditch about three miles long
Tor i no wnTor in r in jinm in mab h
imill run. About a half mile from the
mill there is a large round pipe. 1 The
water sucks in it and runs very swift.
They have tables, slanting, where the
men stand and get all-the little fine
pieces of gold , that come down in the
water. v
In the summer time you can. set a
bucket, of hot-water In the mouth of the
tunnel and it will be cold In half an
hour. There Is a blacksmith shop,
where, the men have their tools fixed.
s Abraham Lincoln. ' . .
By Clara -Ootts. AtkJnsoh. Fourth A.
When Abraham was a -little bov his
mother taught him to t kind and true.
When 'he was about years old his
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again. His wife was very, kind to
Abraham.
When he was a little boy he would
walk a long ways for a book to read.
Once -he walked 12 miles for a book.
He would lie by the fireplace and read
till all the coals went out.
, AUien he grew to be a man he was
made president. He had a little, bov
named Tad. When his father had timt
he would play with him. When Mr.
Lincoln- was killed Tad was -erv sad
One day a man came to him and said.
"Your father is in heaven." "Is he
hsppy?" said Tad. "Yes. he in hsnpv
now." . And Tad said; "I am so glad,
for papa never seemed to be hsnnv
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:' y: Kind Words
By Georgie Shulstead) Atkinson Fifth A.
. One , day whin , I " carnal home . from
school, my Utttle ; brother had let his
dog Botoby into my neat little bedroom.
Aa I opened the door, and stepped in I
saw Bobby oa my snow jwhite bed fast
saleen. : His feet . were verv rtlrtv and
he had my pretty little bed all dirty.
I scolded him very severely this time.
He seamed to pay no attention to nie
whatever, but he ' Jumped down and
started to yawn', and stretch himself. I
scolded him some' more, but of no avail.
He- paid no attention- to me, any more
than a stick of wood would have done.
s Then - I made ' him go , out " and ' I
changed the clothes on my bed.!
. As I went out of my room I left the
door open about an inch) but "t; did not
know it ; J let Bobby In the house, ex
pecting my bedroom door to be closed.
Auer . a wnue i went into my bed
room for something and ta my amaxe
ment there lav JBoffv on mv clean' bed
and. had it dirty again!
1 could not . help myself, . so I sat
down and had a good cry.
BODDy saw this and he Jumped - from
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The Lone Fir By Lizzie Green, Al-
blna Homestead. Fifth A.
the once clean be and put his head
into my lap and whined pitifully.
, I spoke kindly to him this time and
he seemed very muc'i ashamed. I told
him not to dirty rny . nlre . clean bed
again. . After I had got through scold
ing htm- in this kind way he, looked at
me very sadly with his big rown eyes
and then slunk away lth his tail be
tween his leg ; ,
Now, yon see that kind -words are
much better than' cross ones.' The first
time Bobby got on my bed I spoke
very cross to him. ' That time he paid
no. attention .to : me at all. The second
time I spoke kindly to him and he
has never got ".on my bed since. .
1, Lincoln's Boyhood.
By Leah Miller. Peninsula Eight. A.
- Abraham Lincoln's boyhood was - not
spent In a large .city, but among thS
hills of Kentucky. He had his work to
do every day. When he was 12 years
old he helped ' his. father build a log
cabin.'-' Abraham Lincoln was a - tail
and strong boy. When he was young
he had no idea that some day he woulil
be 'president of the I'nlted? States. He
was born among the- hills of Kentucky,
near a small town railed Hodsenvllle.
The houne in which he was born was a
rude log cabin. It had only one room
and a dirt floor. For a door a large
near sgin was nung over tne opening.
In one end of this cabin was a small
hole ued for a window. At the other
end was a large fireplace, wltlr a ket
tle Hanging over tne Tire.
The few pieces of furnltlure they had
were made of rough boards. Abraham s
mother taugnt him to read and soell.
When Abraham was a small bov his
father moved to Indinna,- where shortly
after Abraham's mother died. Not many
years after 'this, Abraham Lincoln be
came president or .the United States.
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PENINSULARS ALBlNA, ATKINSON AND PORTSMOUTH
Reading For Ckildren
- These books may be found in the chil
dren's department of the Portland li
brary: 1 ' .-it,
- BaJch Bridge of the Gods; a romance
of India i Oregon. ; - , .
Baldwin Conquest of the Old North,
west, and Its Settlement by Americans.
Banks Live' Boys In Oregon; or an
Oregon Boyhood. ' "
Bass Stories of . Pioneer , Life for
xoung Headers. .- .-n
Brooks First 'Across the Continent:
the- story t of , the exploring expedition
of Lewis. and Clark In 1803-4. .; -Butterworth
-Log Hchoolhouse on the
Columbia; a tale of' the pioneers of the
Kreai norm west. - .1 i ... - . " .r -,
Butterworth -Whitman'! Ride for Or
gon. v ( See his . Log Schoolhouse . on the
Columbia.) .
Chandler Bird Woman pf the Lewis
ec iiara luxpeomon. r
Craighead Story of Marcus Whitman.
Doubleday Cattle Ranch to College;
the true tale of a boy s adventures in
tne zar west. t ,
Drake Making of the Great- West
. Dye 8torles of Oregon. .
: Ouerber Whitman's Ride. . (See ' her
Story or the Great Republic.)
Hart &- Chapman Out West. ' (See
their . How Our Grandfathers Lived.
Hood Tales of discovery on the Pa-
cuio Hiope. ',,-!'- .
IrvVn
gn story. or tne' uownoy..-
g Astoria; or Anecdotes or an
Jack and Jill By George Miller,
v. Third A
Enterprise Beyond 'the Rocky Moun
tains. Jackson Chance Days la Oregon. (See
her Glimpses of Three Coasts.)
Johnson nort History or Oregon.
Kingsley Fous American Explorers:
Captain Meriwether- Lewis. Captain
William jiaric. -uenerai jonn u. re
mont. Dr. Elisha K. Kane. !
Kingsley Story of Captain Meri
wether Lewis and Captain William
Clark. '
Klnxle Wau-bun; the Early Days in
the Northwest,
i Light on Lewis and Clark.
Little Journeys to the Great North
west.
McMurrv Lewis & Clark. See his
Pioneer Stories of the Mississippi Val
ley.
Mowry American Pioneers.
Mowry Marcus Whitman. (See First
Steps In the History of Our Country.)
Monroe Rick Dale; a story: of the
Northwest Coast. Our country west.
Park man Oregon Trail.
Parton Merriwether- Iewls.
Berry and Beebe Four American
Pioneers.
Roosevelt Explorers In the Far
West.
Smith Lewis snd Clark.
' Spragne Boy Pathfinder, a story of
the Oregon trail.
Stoddard On the -Old Frontier; or,
the last raid of the Iroquois.
Stories of American Pioneers.
Suffllng Fur Traders of the .West;
or. Adventures Among the Redskins.
TsDnan Meriwether Lewis and Wil
liam Clark, who showed the way to the
racine.
Thwattes Brief history of Rocky
mountain exploration, with esnecial ref
erence to the expedition of Lewis and
UlarK.
Wagner Discovery of the Rocky
Mountains. -Whltson
Courier of Empire.- a story
of Marcus Whitman's ride -to save Ore
gon
Wright Expedition of Lewis and
Clark to the Pacific Ocean.
Wright Settlement of the North-
west : Boundary.
"A Patient Cat,' By Mirie Kelso,
" . Peninsula. Third B. , . . ;
,. . The Ermine. " ,
Br Amos Watkins. Shattuck.' Sixth B.
The ermine is a small animal very
much like a weasel. In , summer its
coat Is brown. -In winter it - is white
and the tip of Its tail Is fclack. It has
a slender. graceful body and xnoves
about -like a serpent. It has a fierce
faca and smsll glittering eyes. . Us legs
re short, but It runa very fast and Is
very surefooted. U ' can ,- iwim ana
climb well. , .
The ermine Is very fond of ths nesn
of the "rabbit: it also -ats rats, mice
and 'frogs. It lives in an underground
burrow and its-nest Is very foul.-'' In
spring the ermine, has several young
ones. 1 which cry like kittens. The
mother is very courageous .in defend
ing her yeung one.
The ermine fur cornea Tronr northern
Europe Siberia. British. America and
Alaska. In making it up the black-tail
tips are set into the white fur ao as to
make a - regular pattern. It i , used
for ladles- winter garments, - and' In
some countries for the robes .of klnra.
judges and other high officers ,
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I Eighth B
Not far from the little town of M-
there once stood an -bid wooden bridge
wtiicn crossed a-rough, stony ravine.
There was a very old story which said
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The Ghost on the Bridge By Keren
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that 'the ravine was haunted, and al
though nearly every one pretended to
disbelieve it. It was a noticeable fact
that nohody had ever been known to
cross the bridge after dark.'
One memorable night a young girl
was obliged : to cross the bridge alone
after dark. Her old grandmother had
injured herself severely, and the girl
was the onlv one who could be sent
for help. Her grandmother had told
her some .frightful stories aoout tne
old bridge,, all of which she sincerely
believed; so it was with fear and trem
bling that she started to cross the
rickety old structure.
However, thoughts of her -old grand
mother spurred her on, and she pushed
hravelv forward. The night was very
dark, she pushed bravely forward, and
as she groped her way along she trem
bled at the thought of the awful appa
ritions of which she had heard: but con
trolled her teara as .best she could ana
went on.
She was nearly half way across the
bridge, and was peering anxiously
ahead In the darkness; when, without a
moment's warning, slowly and silently
as a mtst rises, an awfnKw hlte figure
with fiery glowing eyes arose. Reem
Ingly from the ravine. Then It clapped
Its bony hands three times, and with an
ominous sound of rattling bones, van-
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Liehed in the same mysterious way.
The girl graspea me ran 01 ine
bridge for support, but was unable to
stand from sheer fright, and sank down
upon the floor of the bridge. She kept
her eyes fastened on the spot where
the spectre hsd srlsen, hoping and pray
ing that it would not come again.
About half an hour passed and the
fit of weakness had almost lft her: so
she determined to proceed on her way.
With the aid of the railing sne got
upon her feet, gathered all her courage,
and went forward as fast as her trem
bling limbs could' carry her.
The darkness seemed to be closing tn
upon her, and her heart beat so hard
that she could hear the sound distinctly.
She had aone but a few yards, when
a sound fell, upon her ear which caused
her heart to shrink witn terror: it was
the sound of soft footsteps she was
being follpwed!
She stopped short, as If frozen to the
spot: an unutterable horror taking pos
session of her. It seemed as if she
must look behind, snd yet she dared
not. Meanwhile the sound or rootsteps
herama mora dintinct. ana came nearer
and nearer: then, as the terror stricken
girl half turned she relt an Jcy Dream
unon her cheek, and as cold a hand upon
her brow, and she knew no more.
What bees me or the pooronri remsms
a mystery to this day she -has never
been seen or neara 01 since, x am di-iorh
wss afterward burned down, ut still
it is often whispered among the country
folk, that on a 'dark night one may
see a white figure with fiery eyes, flit
ting around the heap of blackened ruins
at tne oottom or uw ravine. -
Abraham Lincoln, ,
Bv Christene Meyer, Peninsula, Eight A.
Abraham Lincoln was born In a log
cabin among the hills fef Kentucky about
100 years ago.. The cabin in which he
lived had no floor, and only one or
two small windows. At one end was
a large fireplace which not only served
to heat the room, ' but to light it at
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Lincoln's mother,: taught', him," to read
and. write. One time he went to school
for a few weeks and learned ' to spell.
His father moved to Indiana when he
was about eight -years of age and his
mother, died soon after.' .,
Abraham' liked to read and study
and borrowed all the books he could
get One time he borrowed a book of
an 01a tsrmert It Was the "Life of
Washington." He 'read It a rain and
"again and when he was not reading
it he put it between the logs -of .the
bouse. One . day there came a hard
storm which spoiled the book.
tie too it to the farmer and asked
how he could osv for it. 7 The farmer
said. -'Ton can help me -for three days
and the book is yours." 'That Is how
Abraham Lincoln -earned his first book.
After- he was elected nresldent of
the In I ted States he did many- cood
and wise things, before be was killed, in
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By 'Kate. Spady, Alblna Homestead,
s -W , ', Four A.
One day I was a doll and lived In
New Tork. I had black, curlyhalr, blue
ejafa, and a pretty face. I wore a red
silk dress. They sent tne from New
Tork because they could not sell me.
I was put in a box and sent to Meier &
Frank s store In Portland, Or. They
put me near the door. Very, many peo-
le went past me and remarked of my
eauty and asked how much I cost.
One . day a lady bought me. This
lady had a little girl. Oiih Sunday thin
little girl had some company. She got
me to play with. Her little visitor
cracked my head. She, cried very much
about me. Then her mother bought
her a new doll and gave me to the
babies at -the Baby Home. There little
bsbies tore my body In a number of
places. One baby dropped me out of
the window and I' fell to the street. I
had an awful bump. The boys that
went past played football with me.
They didn t care about my feelings.
They kicked me into the mud and made
me all dirty. 1 got caught in the wheel
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Signs of Spring- By Albert Braun-
atetn. Peninsula. Seventh A.
of a wagon' and was carried along. By
the time It stopped, I was nearly burled
In mud. Only one of my arms could
be seen.
A little girl came ty. bne saw my
arm and pulled it out of my body. She
didn't know I was all there. She car
rier! mv arm home and played with It.
One day she dropped it on the cement
sidewalk ana Drone it. bo i .am sun
in the mud with only one arm. My
other arm Is in pieces In some street.
I cannot find 1t because I cannot walk.
The Malays or Brown People.
By Margaret Dothrlf. -Alblna Homestead
Fourth A.
These people live ion the Island of
Java, southeast of Asia. Java, Is a
land of fruit and flowers. It Is so beau
Davis, Portsmouth, Eighth B.
tlful that people often call it the Pearl
of the East.
The little brown girls help their moth
ers keep their huts verv neat and clean.
They stuff pillows with soft white down
that grows on trees. They weave dried
grnsses into the msts that are .used for
beds. The huts are made of bamboo.
They have rice, cocoanuts. bananas,
and all kinds of fruits. Coffee trees
grow there too. After the blossoms
come on the trees they change into clusv
ters of red or purple berries tnat look
like cherries.
Java is near the equator, snd bv 10
o'clock the sun is so hot that work Js
stopped in the fields. When the people
are thlrstv they break open cocoanuts
and drink the cool milk that is inside. .
The brown people are called Malaya.
In nnme nlaces the Malays built cities.
but the white man rules over most of
the brown race. Many of the Malays
are navages like the people in the black
tribes of Africa,
Incident in Abraham Lincoln's Life.
By Eunice Tickner, Atkinson.
Fourth A.
Once Abraham Lincoln was working
In a -rocery store. One day a womon
came In and bought a pound of coffee.
After she had gone Abraham noticed
that he had only given her a half a
pound. He closed his store artd walked
three miles in the snow and rain to
give her the other half.
The Crow and the , Pitcher.
By Manila Lewis, Peninsula. Third A.
me oay a crow, was very tnirsty. He
didn't know how to get a drink. He
saw a pitcher.. There was some water
In ti. but he couldn't - reach it. He
dropped some pebhlea In the pitcher.
This made the Witer rise. H got
enough to drink and some over. Wasn t
h a wlsa old crow?
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Snpw Scene By Dorothy A.
How Little George Be
came a Knight
By Madeline Glnt.
Far over, the sea in a distant country
there lived a llttlo boy named George.
His home was at the foot of a hill, and
at the top of this hill was a beautiful
palace where the. king lived. Little
George liked to see Sir Rollins arid the
king gallop down the hill and away out
of sight. He often thought how brave
they were to ride away on their big
white horses to war with their shlnlnng
steel coats glittering In the sun. He
wished that he might be a knight when
ho grew up. . , '
One day he was watching them gal
loping down the hll when he saw his
little black kitten out in the road. He
knew .that tne kitten would be crushed
under the horses' feet, so be ran Into
the road and picked up the little kit
ten, which was asleep. Then- Sir Rol
lins stopped and said. "You are brave
enoueh to become a knight some day."
He went into the house without saying
anything to anybody. But he kept on
saving- over and over to himself, "I
might becqme a knight some day." He
could not sleep that night, for he kept
saying over and over again the same
thine.
One. -day when Oiear g . nan gro wn up
to quite ti big boy and was at the aga
of 26 Hir ; Rollins came to tlus ltitle eot-
tage and told Georges father that an
other knight was ncoded in a long war
which was coming on. He asked him if
George might go. His father said
yes, and at this Georges heart over
flowed with ' Joy. The father took
George's few clothes and put them in a
bundle and then George snd him started
out with Sir Bolllns to the palace.
They went to the. king and Sir Bol
llns told him that George wanted te
Iwcome a knight. The king said that
h might, and Sir Rollins led htm away.
He said good bye to his father, and his
father went home. Sir Rollins led
George to a little attic room. It bad
low windows and a strawbed with sheep
skin over It. Then he went away.
That night the straw bed seemed very
hard and George thought of his soft
bed at home. But he knew that he was
going to become a knight, and he knew
that knights must stand hardships of
all klmis. After a month or two Sir
Kollinn came and gave George a shining
i-uMi ur bipci ana veorge put it on,
Then tley went down from the attic
and Sir Rollins gave George a big
norse sno a silver sword, and George
ruue awuy, ror lie was BOW a Knignt,
The Patient Cat.
Edna Butenschoen, Peninsula;
By
Third A.
Once unon a time a cat went Into
the woods. She saw a tree with a
preny nest tn It. She said," "I will
climb the trert snd see if there are anv
birds In the nest." But when she got
to the tos it was only a new nest
that-had Just ben bttHt. -Then eho-went
down from the tree.
After a week she went" to the tree
again. Tfcere were two eggs In the
nest, inen-she said. "Eggs may be good,
'but birds are better." So she went
down from the tree. After a few days
she went to the tree again. There were
five eggs In' the neit. She said to her
self. "F.ggs may be good, but birds are
better. She caught rats while waiting
for the birds to hatch.
After a few days she went to the
tree. There were five birds in the nest.
She went down from the tree and
watched the father bird carrying food
for his babies. Then puss said. "The
birds will be fat now. I will go and
eat the birds." When puss got to the
top. what do -ou think? The birds
were gone! Then puss said. "I will not
be patient again.''
Lincoln and the Rlrtls.
Bv Sarah Brant, aged 9, Shattuck.
Lincoln was out walking with his
friends one windy, spring dav. Pres
ently he saw two tiny blrdllngs lying
helpless on tho ground. !! picked up
the )oor little things, nd gently
warmed them in hi hand. Then began
the search from tree to tre to find the
nest from writ -h the little birds had
fallen. It was In an old apple tree, and
the mother and father birds were twit
tering anxiously. Lincoln put th birds
carefully ba-k. though his frien.ls
laughed at him for stopping In his talk
to take care of some birds. J
ut Lincoln said he never could have
slept that night If he had not put those
poor little birds back in their nest.
Bunny's Harpy Momentby
HOMESTEADIflG
Ill CAIIiil
A Small Boy's' Experience
in IMoneerinfr in the Can
adian Northwest.
By Lexy Graham, Alblna Homestead,
Sixth - A. , ... .
T left mv former home In MlnnesoU,
where I was born, for - the Canadian
northwest, and landed in a small-town
Called Uavsland. on the Wetasklwln
branch of the Canadian Pacific railroad,
in the Edmonton land district, where,
my father had taken -up a homestead.
We started from Daysland on the 24th
of November. 1905, with two loads Of -household
roods, and 'driving' our stock.
We got nine miles the first; day - and
btayed ail night at m stopping place, and
next morning we started out again with -the
thermometer about 20 degrees be
low sero, and landed on the homestead
about 3 o'clock in the afternoon.
There were no buildings there except
a sod barn, which my father had put
up the spring before, so the men shov
eled away the snow and put up a tent.
we put a Kitcnen range in It ana were
quite comfortable there for, seven," days
uu tne men got up a nouse.
That was considered quite nice, as
the snow was not deep all winter.
There was beautiful mirages, and we
could see for many miles. I used to -
ride 13 miles on my pony to Spring -Lake
for our mail.
My brother and I used to go every
evening and round up our horses and
cattle and bring them home. I en-
Joyed riding over the prairie on my
pony very mucn. 1 naa a pony 01 my
own. .. -
The following summer we broke ut .
about 40 acres of our farm and nut uo '
a good house and barns.
ine next winter, was very cold and
stormy, and snow was deep, feed was
scarce and hundreds of heart of cattle
and horses perished from cold and hun
ger.- -
in our rides we used to see manv 1
coyotes, badgers, foxes, cranes, guese, ,
ducks and prairie chickens.
The first year we were there' we
were about 12 miles from a school or
church, and when we left (which was
tnre years later) there was many:
schools, churches and villages to be
seen from our homestead.
There was a railroad which came
within three miles of our homestead.
and there was a village called Hillam
within six miles of our place. That vil
lage grew up in less than two years.
It had about S00 Inhabitants.
Such was my life in the northwest. '
The Black Cat By Edna Butea-
' schoen, Peninsula, Third A. '
. 1 The Air. ' '
By Adam Clous. Albina Homestead.
Third A.
' We can breathe the air. If we didn't
have air we couldn't live. The -air Is
good for tia. If we go out of the housu
we will feel better. The sun makes the
air warm. The air Is warmer at noon
than In the morning. - The air goes
through our noses. - Wherevor we g
there Is air above us and all around us.
We know there in air. because we
breathe-H-and feet It. The-alr- frt mo-
tion Is called wind. The air holds the
heat. The sun is higher up in tha
sky at noon than It ia in the morning. 1
In the summer the air la - warm. Ws
know that the air Is blue, because th
sky is blue, and the sky , la only air. .
.' ' vA'Tree V v5 '
Br Edward Bauma'n. Albina Homestead
Third A.
I am a tree. I will die if I don't get
some water. I am nearly dead now. I
wish by master would bring me snm
water. Here he comes now after some
cherries. . Maybe he will see how dry I
look. Maybe he will bring me som
water. If he don't I will die. He is
coming with some water for me. oh.-1 1
am glad. If he had waited half an hour
longer I would have perished. Then hs
went into the house. I could hear them .
working lrt the house. , . A
' A Poppy.
By Cora "Webber. Alblna Homestead.
Third A.
I am a poppy. I like -water to drink.
I do not like hot water, but I do not
know what hot water tastes like. Now
some ltTtlo girl picked me. . If she wilt
put me in some nice cool water then I
can be very happy. .
The Corn,
By Willie Converse. Atkinson, Fourth A.
At the harve-st of the vrn.-
The kitchen cvena will be warm
And the table will be laid, . -
nn io corn oread use tne f II grim n
made. -. t ... . . . . .
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