Willamette farmer. (Salem, Or.) 1869-1887, January 02, 1885, Image 3

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Newspaper Page TextWILLAMETTE FARMER: SALEM, OREGON, JANUARY 2, 1884. hi r . s v . b H". i '? Ite 'IfJMtic iri:lc MRS IIARIUOT T. CLA11KE, Editor WHILE WE MAY. Tho hands arc such dear hands ; They nro so (nil they tnrn to our demands So often they reach out, With trifles icarccly thought about, bo many times; they do So many tliluga for mo, for you If their fond wills mistake, Vb may well btml, not break. Thoy aro such fond frail lips That speak to us. Tray, If lore strips Them of detention many limes, Or if thoy spoak too slow or quick, such crimes Wo may pass by; for wo may sto Days not far off when thoio small words may bo Held not as slow 3r quick, or out of place, but doar, Hocauio tlio lips nro no moro here. Thoy nro such dear familiar feet that go, Alonp the path with ours feet fst or slow, And try to keep paco if thoy mlstako Or tread upon tomo ilowor that wo would taRo Upon our breast, or brulso somo reed, Or crush poor hopo until it bleed, Wo may bo mute, Not turning quickly to imputo, Oravo fault; for thoy nnd wo Havo such a littlo way to go can bo ' Together such a littlo whilo along tlio way, Wo will bo patient whilo wo may. So many littlo faulti wo find I Wo sco them for not blind Is Lovo. Wo sco them; but if you and I Perhaps remember thorn some by and by, Thoy will not bo Faults then gravo fault to you nnd mo, Hut just odd ways mistakes, or oven lest Remembrances to blcts. Days chango so many things yes hours; Wo sco so differently in sun nnd showers 1 Mistaken words to-night May bo so chcriihcd by to-morrow's light I Wo may bo patient for wo know Thcro's such a littlo way to go 1 ImltixmUnl. A New Years Story. Tlio Homo Circlo part of tlio Faumee wns searching among tlio mass of clip pings Unit constitute tho archives of Hint important dopnrtmont nnd was dbcon- solnto becnuso nothing would turn up suited to tho occasion. It must lo in foresting of courso; truo if possible; goodmoralsand pleasant in every shnpo; tho subject wns to wns to nnd thoro tho Editor of tho Homo Circlo broko down. So wo said : Wlmt will you givo for a genuino New Yonrs Btory written especially for tho Fakmek, ns interesting ns wo enn mnko it ; truo, of course, moro or less ; good morals becnuso wo cannot writo anything that is not moral mid plonsnnt to faomo cxtont. Tlicro wasn't much hid up for this original contribution to Oregon litem ture, becauso times nro hard and' money scarco ; farmers especially uro hnrd up nnd tho Willamette Farmer wouldn't consider it in good tasto to ho hotter, or hotter oil' thnn its patrons. Woll, our narrntivo shall correspond to tho situa tion and ho about "hnrd times" and shall bo located at home, right closo to whero you live, render.in a neighborhood whero good peoplo do pretty much ns thoy do overywhoro dso, when thoy can nll'ord it, that is : just as thoy please. And mothinks I hoar homo littlo shn vor, or his sUtcr, or his mother, or his nunt, or his cousin, wondering just nbovo his breath : "Who nro you, any way, that proposes to writo for tho Homo Oirclo a Now Yonrs narratlvo?" Well, my denrs, nover mind mo, just listen to my Faber nnd keep your mind on tho story that is to follow. Somo folks win distinction by cutting their fellow-men with a saber. Thnt sort of warriors nro dangerous at times, but literary won cut up their follow-men with a Fnber, which when ill-naturedly used hurts and leaves sores that don't hoal in a hurry. You sec, littlo people, Mr. Fabor is a French gentleman who makes tho best pencils in tho world nnd puts his namo on them in gilt lettorf, tho literary man writes usually with n pencil anil tho ono wo writo with now has the maker's namoon it "Faiier," so my pencil is my tongue, for tho present, nnd I nsk you to listen to it. It may not talk vory loud but you boo it can be heard a great ways, ns far ns mails carry it. As to who wields tho Fnber, thnt in not material. If our brief narrative ple'asea nnd interests you all you can imagine it was dono by auyono you please. If it proves u failure which is not unlikely, considering thatDecombor isnow on hand and snow and ico covors all this boautiful valley whero wo "nover havo winter," n so many say why, you can say it was written by tho very worst and. crookedest story toller you ever know. It was tbo last day of Doccinber near a village or town on a stream coming down from tho mountains that cncirclo tho wholo Willnmotto valloy. It was n long timo ngo, beforo either broad or narrow gaugo railroad had invaded this vnlloy and boforo Bon llollnday ennm here to build them, but not beforo Undo Sam's mails had been made a nvnilnblo for our use, though not so frequently as they como now. This vitiligo you all know nnd no doubt you will rccognizo it beforo our picturo is fully drawn. It was ono of tho short Decombcr days when tho sun gets up later thnn anybody nnd goes down out or sight leaving no reasonable timo for doing tho chores. It had bcon a delightful day, sunshino nnd warmth such ns wo fre quently havo hero and on tho hills strnwberrios in bloom nnd somo actually turned rod but not vory sweet. Tho farm house whero wo shall stop all night was a doublo log house comfortablo but not elegant. Tho farmer had been out looking after ovcrything and tho wife had got supper over nnd was making a good lira in tho wido firo plnco nnd when tho father camo in nnd pulled off his henvj bootn nnd put on not his (dippers, becnusn thoy couldn't afford luxuries, n pair of sort o' slippers mndo by cutting oil tho uppers of somo old shoes, thon they sat around in tho comfortnblo raw hido bottomed chairs. Half the folks that live in grand houses don't know tho comfort a rnw-hido bottomed chair nllbrds, especially the ono with rockers to it thnt our farmer's wife sat in thnt lass night in tho year wo toll of. So sho sat nnd rocked nnd told her children stories, ns sho had agreed to. Thoy wcro not refined peoplo in tlio shapo of having moro refinement thnn common sense, but they had enough refinement to tako newspapers nnd magazines nnd purchnso somo good holes. Their rclino ment was like thnt such men ns Lincoln and Onrflcld and General Jackson had, that bore rough ungo and stood hard work. So theso children who had helped nil dny becnuso mother had promised thorn n story after supper if thoy would holp their parent, gathered round tho homely llro plnco, filled with good oak wood, nnd blazing so thoy didn't enro to get too near it, and John the oldest boy nnd Lucy tho oldest girl, both spoko up and demanded their reward. It was n nico scene, full of comfort, though there was not a Imndsoinopioco ot furnituro in sight. A boar skin, trophy of a bear hunt In tho const mountain?, nnd a wild cat, or rather a pantry or California lion skin, trophy ot anothorhuutubovoScio, on tho Kant iam, covered different articles and looked very handsome. Hunches of grain nnd grasses hung up over tho firo plnco and somo autumn loivcs wcro in a frnmo nnd sot oil' another locality on tho wall. Tlicro wcro brackots of oak for tho rillo and shot gun nnd various objects in sight had significance, recall ing legends of family history. Some things had been brought all tho way from Now England by slow btnges, ns tho farmer and his ancestors had mado camps along tho long trnil from ocean to ocean. Tlio little fellows, half n dozen of them, wcro grouped, somo around the father and somo around tho mother. Tlio red firelight gave an nntiquo look to nil tho objects in tho room ; tlicro wns no kerosene tlicro to blnzo up nnd illuminate Tho glow of tho oak logs was enough for nil their uses just nt that moment. "What sort of story shnll wo hnvoT" snid tho mother. "Toll about I'nclo John, said tho two oldest again, and tho rest echoed !t. Thoro was a great family liking for that Undo John. Tho mother likid to talk about her brother not scon for many ycnrs nnd tho children found an irrosistnblo charm in tho mystery of this mothor's brother. Just envelope the common place with a mysteiy and it is a common plnco no longer. It soars into tho realm of romance; thero uro possi bilities thnt'enlargoiu they are oxamined and tho thing being undellnablo is abovo all price. So tho good mother while- Lucy locked tho baby and father held tlio next littlct ono, went on to tell how sho had brothers who Mnid at homo and rented families but her favorite, thoono nearest herelf in age, wont oil' to sea when ho win fifteen years old and went round tho world in clippor ships. He wrote her somo clumsy but interesting epistle and tho last sho heard I'nclo John had temporarily quit the seas and gono to mining mid shcap mining in Australia. Ho had brought Iter t-over.il piocos of lacquered work from China nnd trinkets from India and Japan and various ol jects from tho South Sea Islands thnt wero brought out nnd their history told. Theso oxotie Horns nlways formed n part of the story of l nolo John, ami this evening ttiey looked wonuonully inyste- rious soon in tho red glow of tho firo , light Tho children woro fascinated by this inyctorions Uncle. Ho hnd boon I for many yonrs missing. Thero was j proof that ho waB prospering in his far-, away homo nnd 11 vision of oriental mugnificenco hnd grown up in tho mother's and children's minds concern ing tho history of Undo John. They had confidence in his and their future and beliovod that sometime ho would EST' "tey'Sinet0 curS !f. JJ" 'wo -oks, report, ie rumors that Undo John was lost at sen, "lyed nro not fnvorab 0 for good returns, was robbed and murdered on shoro, had Mnctly choico, well colored fruit, of tho married and was a poor man, or n rich I varieties, commands !j.j to u per man with a largo family. ! ,,arrcl ' w!'" ",08t tno went Amerl- " jiriti miiriiftitiwiiil j I-w lint mi lliui si4-ti It t"ok a patience of long time .to wear out the , tho clHldron concorninif . 'I ho llro had died down I'nclo John. ..inwtn.e ....,Kn .,,,,! u rrrnnt .rlnn.i,... . back log, nnd tho mother wns replacing Excited Thousands them iu the particular box that kept hor- All over the land ro goinir into cctacy ovei treasures in snfoty, when tho loud bark Dr. King' Stw Pucovcry for Consumption. of tho honest watch dog told them thnt Their unlooked lor recovery by tho timely late as tho ovening hud grown soino'u'ool thisre.t lifo saving remedy, causa ono was coming. Kvon tho f.ithor hn 1. nt"ri.v-w 1,n ' '"""ri UJ was startled at tlio coming .of any HfU.Wi at such an hour. Tho childion woro M j,,,, , f vow, or any stfeotiou of the awed, and looked at ono unothor as if Throat and Lungs. Trial bottles free at tlio great mystery of Undo John was to Port & Son's drug store. Large size 1, 2 bo solved forever. Tho barking grew louder, so tho farmer wont to tho door to still tho watch dog and to wclcomo tho cotnor, who soon latched tho gate after him, glcofully Baying "Just in timo noighbor, too keep your dog from eating mo up. I was in town and thought i would bring out your mail and a box that was at tho store. Mnybo it has something in it for tho children." So tho neighbor kindly left the mail and tho box and his wagon wheels wore soon heard rolling olF toward his own home. Tlio box was full of littlo presents for tho children sent by friends iu town. It had missed getting to them in time for Christmas but answered splendidly for Now Years. All of them wore remem bered and all wero happy. So the even ing woro itself along much later than usual, for it was a long time beforo tho littlo peoplo's eyes consented to put up shelter for tho night. Tho letter was just wishing good wishes and explaining tho box. When all wore finally abed and asleep, tavo tho parents, tho fanner sat reading n newspapor that camo iu his mail and his wifo was knitting by tho mo lignt, when suddenly ner nusliand said : "Why, Mary, this paper is from your old homo and sent you by Who do you think? Your brother John, for liero is what it has to sav about him and tho pieco is marked and has his initials." Then ho rend her tho quito lengthy no count ot tlio homo coming, a ft or many years, of Capt. John Smith, who loft tho sea to live in Australia and Now Zealand, as they had heard, nnd was now como liaei; to out menus, so our little clians did havo something to hear about Uncle Johe, next day, when they woro soundly awake, aim John ami Lucy led oil with hurra's for him. Tho best of tho story is to bo told yet. Capt. John Smith followed his favorito sistor to Oregon and his sittlo nephews and nieces had a splendid timo netting acquainted with him. Ho bought u nice farm, closo by, and after a year or ho ho married, nnd so ho lias a home among us and has had many a year. If you put on your puzzling cups, nil of you, mul look sharp around you, you will find that Capt. John Smith is a no distant nciglibor. Ho lives in no, wo wont tell. Ilis nephovrs and nieces aro now grown up and think as much of him as thoy did beforo thoy know him. S. A. Cuviike. PDZZLE DEPARTMENT. Charade If a cow should got in front, my lord, Of that which draws inyjirtt, T would bo very bad for tho cow, my lord, If worao should como to worst. If tho will of my ttcond bo croitcd, my dear, As tomttimos It must bo, Thcro'll bo kicking and pouting no doubt, my doar, A sight I ditliko to tec. My tctok is a work of art, my child, Yet we trample it under feet, And though it bo never so good, my child, Very often wo soundly beat. Enigma. I nm compoeod of 21 letters: My St, 10, 21, 10, isawlldanluml. My 2.'l, , 7. 3, 18. 20. ii a tropical fruit. My 22, 10, :i, a, 2:1, 1", is n city iu l.'nglatul. My -t, 5, 2. is n kind of grain. Mv 10, 7, 13, 2, 12 a lluld. mil of Kuropc. My 10. 7, 21, IS, 11, 0, 8, 20. 21 a wild mil. My 1, 5, 20, .'I, 7 is alio a wild animal. My t), G, 2, ii, 20, 17 is a country In tho north of llurorxi. My 1 1. 23, 22, Ifi, 7. 3, 8 Is aU:o a country in f.nrope. My wholo is a celebrated American poet. Dims that Think. Animals do think. It is nonsense to assumo their mental ojK'rations to bo in stinct, and to show tho truth of this abortion a Now York papor speaks of a couple of llaltimoro orioles who have built a ne.it iu a tree at Central l'ark. In order that no animal able to climb a tree might reach their nest thoy built thoir habitation at the extreme end of a light branch, but when the work wai half done they saw that tho weight of tho littlo houso was bonding tho branch 1-0 far to ward earth that when the house was full of young ones it would bo n near ground that dogs and cats might reach it. Hero is whoro tho reasoning power showed itself: Tho birds sat on tho branch studying their houso for a timo, and then (low ofl'in bcarch of a string. Thoy found oomotwino iu tho park, and with it thoy united tho too elastic bough to n sturdy ornncn ovorncad, resuming their nost-building aftor tho string had been firmly woven. Tho branch enn now sag only to tho limits of this cloerly constructed stay, and will not lwnd far enough toward enrth to expose their young to danger from cats or other predatory animals I hero aro in that engineering operation. brains Tho .Now York Herald says: Thero liiivn lipnti lnrirn Hhinments tit niirilna in jjo.M to Si per barrel. Most of tlio apple fchi ,,, at0 havo lvm jaihm cc .. .1 r..i.i ,. .1.,. i-..i8i. ..Vi "'"' ""musmiuio IUI UIU ..llblBH limn. THE THREE KITTENS. Iu an old brick ovon not far from here. AH cuddled up in n heap, Aro thrco littlo kittens, bo cunningly doar; Thoir story, I know, you will like to hoar Whilo thoy aro fast ntlccp. Two nro spotted with white 0110 Is soberly K"y, Sivn tho pins so soft and white, Which with nshci and co.dso frequently play, And into nil mischief fo const intly stray, And oft n bhek .13 tho night. They nro not tho kittens uf whom you havo lioird Who "lost their mittens" 0110 day, Kor they are to wiso they think it absurd To put on gloves on tliu clawb of kitten ur bird, Who has only timo to play. Hound anil round they ran iu tho funniest stylo After each littlo gray tall ; Hut tho tall whirls tho faster, and onco In a whilo Thoy fly around so swiftly, that, all in a pile, They huddlo llko leaves In a gale. Thcro's nothing thoy llko so well as n ball Of jnrn allovcnly wound. Over, over thoy go with n rush and a falli Ouo has It this timo then r.notlicr.tlicn all Yam, kittens, llko topi, spinning round. Tho old Mother tlrny, with a tnco quito de mure, Sits winking nt thoir play, And onco in n whilo tho says with a purr 'Sly dear littlo kits, you must over profcr At homo with your mother to stay. "Ho gcutlo and kind to all othor cats, And loving to ouo another Ho faithful in looking for mico nnd rats, And always to dogs givo spiteful spats Respect and oboy your mother. Now what will hecomo of thoso kittens three, I nm sum cannot bo told. If with frtondi and oaoh othor they everngreo Thon, purring and mowing their lives wilbc, Vory happy as thoy grow old. OUR LETTER DOX, Wo generally, if nbt always, think of cold and snow with Christmas times, nnd tho childrou nro told of old Santa Claim with his team ot rheiudecrs who como prancing over tho tops of houses to bring gifts. Wo can scarcely loalizo that ChristmaH could como without tho puro white snow Hakes falling. It is a beautiful soason in a country whero snow is looked for and expected to como and stay long enough to enjoy tho pleasures that como out of it, but hero whoro tiro ground is covered for a few days only, it is only a trouble, brings suffering with it, not Huflbring for humanity, but for tho poor dumb animals. Wo can imag ine now how thousands of poor animals nro Hiifibring because greedy jwoplo will own moro stock than thoy can caro for if it happens to snow; thoy will tako tho chances, never thhiking of tho physical suIToring of starving croaturcs. If it wcro not for pity wo should welcome nnd enjoy this beautiful snow thnt makes nil nature so bright nnd clear. Ktta lives iu Colfax, ho sho mul bo whoro tho snow is deep and Insta a long time. Hor letter n well written but rather short; she will do better next time. Jessio'H lottor shows e.iro nnd in vory noatly written ; sho is going to ho a good helper, for sho tolls of sawing, so that wo know that she will understand how to do nico needle work. So much do pendonco is mado on a machine that hand work is quito neglected; now mamma has Jessio make thoso pillow slips, just ho that th may learn to use her needlo woll. Wo scarco over hear now of any littlo girls who aro required to hem towels or sow patch-work. Many may Hay thnt it is a wnsto of timo to sow by hand when a Bowing niaehino will do it quicker j but if this bo so, thoro nro many finishing stitches on garments that nro made by machine, and it is nec essary to Iw able to handle u needlo neatly. Tracy answers a good question. Wo think Tracy might havo written alongor letter, which ho will probably do next time, for thero aro plenty of items to bo found about Lowisvillo that would inter est readers. Katio II. writes nicely. It seems as if sho might find something to toll about La Center, its location, its settlement or its resources, or about tho Indians that onco lived there. Thoro aro many things' to tell of which would lo useful knowledgo to Uiom) who think of coming to Washington Territory. Wo wish all of our lwys and girls would try nnd give a moro elevated tone to their letters, for if thoy will only think, there is much to writo aliout that happens every day nbout you. Robert asks a vory good question bo sides nnswoting sovoral. Wo consider him ono of our old standbys. Another Washington Territory hoy, W. E. King, writes from Weston, a very excellent letter. Somo lender in tho Stntcs who might be thinking of com ing West could get food idens from it. Onco a lady said thnt tho host idea thoy got of tho resources of this country wns by reading thin letter box. E. W. , must send tho wholo nnmo beforo wo can publish his letter. It any writer does not wish his nnmo published it will not bo done, but wo must havo tho wholo nnmo to save im position. Jessio wnnls to know why it would not bo proper to say editress instead of editor? Tho first term is of ton used, but custom seems to havo dropped it ns n useless distinction to put tho ess on avocation of woman, and it would ninny times sound absuid, and wo mo glnd thnt this distinction is no longer made. Washington Territory has taken tho lead in putting women in ns school di rectors j how nbsurd to cull them direc tresses. It is to bo hoped thnt women will linvo tho same positions iu Oregon, for the matter of education of childrou nnd youth is eminently tho prorogntivo of mothers 01 women. Coi.v.x,WT.,Nov.2:i, 1S81. Kdltor Homo Circlo 1 As I havo not written to tho Homo Circlo for somo timo I thought I would. I am not going to school this winter. I will answer licorgo A. Lohman's quos tlon how to spelt blind pig with two loi ters, it is p g, pig without an eye. Our Sabbath school closed last Sunday for this winter. I will answer Itlchnrd E. l'earco's riddle, it is a cherry. Err.v Waumotii. EolaTot., Nov. 28,1881. I'M 1 tor Homo Circlet I havo become quito interested in our Letter Uox, and I think I will writo again, and I want to ask Aunt Hetty why thoy call her editor instead of editress. I hnvo tho advantage of somo of my friends, for I can see Aunt Hot ty'rt fruit orchard from our house. I wash dishes, Hweep, gathor tho eggs, bring in wood and chips and sow pillow slips for mamma. I am crocheting 11 lamp mat for mamma. I think Mainlo L.'s "peas porridge hot" makes 110 dill'er onco with tho way to spoil t-h-a-U I will ask my friends to tako ono from ton and havo It leave twonty. Jessie IIkaiidsi.ev. LewisviueTot., Nov. 2:i, 1881. Kdltor Homo Circlo 1 I havo never written to tho Home Cir clo so I will writo a few lines. I nm n boy sixteen years of ago ; I liko to road tho littlo boys and girls letters. I will answer Anna Roger's history question, it was Fort Schuyler that was saved by a half-witted boy. I will ask a riddle: Long legs and crooked thighs, ltald head and no eyes. I will send my cord to anyone who will answer it. Yours truly, Tiiacv MuTuiMONW. La Cr.NTEii, W. T Dec. 2, 1881. lCditor Homo Circloi Seeing my last letter iu tho paper 1 I will writo again. As no one an Hweicd my Inst rldillo I guebs I will hnvo to give it again, and tho answer with it. Hold up your right hand and you will soo what you novor did see, nover can sco and never will see. Tho answer is that nonu of your fingors 1110 as long as tho middle one. I will answer the two riddles in tho last Faiimkk; tho answer to Victoria Haizce's is firo and Mamie L.'ri is t-h-a-t. 1 f correct I would liko to have their cards. I will close by giving a riddle: Though it bo cold I wear no clothos, Frost nor snow I novor foar; I neither value shoes nor boos, Yot I wander far and near. Tho iimt that answers this I will send a pretty card. Respectfully, IvAlli: llEN'.S'EhRY. IiiVl.NO, Or., Dec. 1, 1881. lMitor I loam Cirtlot As my last letter was iu print I will writo again. Wo hnvo been having fog gy woathor for somo timo; it rained somo to-day. My sister loft for Wash ington Territory last Wednesday; sho had an awful cuto littlo gill, her namo wns Nora. I will answer Mamlo's riddle, it is that, also Victoria Ilnrzco's, it is firo; tho answer to Owen llogont' question is Fort Stnuwix. I will closo by asking a question : In whnt year was "In (lod wo Trust," first put on half dollars. Yours respectfully, . . U. Wi:-.io.v, Or., Dec. 1, 1880. Kditor Homo Circle: As I hao novor written to tho Faii .meii beforo I will try and writo a few lines. Wo nro having lino weather, ex cept tho fog. My brother and mysolf have just got through hauling our wheat that wo raised on our farm near Helix; wo sold part of it to Robberly it Millor for 111 cents, sacked, and part of it to C. F. 11. for -1U.J cents, sacked, My father, brother anil mysolf havo land iu Yukiina; I think it is nico hind; wo own interests in tho snil ferry at Walluln binding; I bought n now Olds wagon for llHO at Pendleton. Yours truly, W. E. K'l.va.