Polk County observer. (Monmouth, Polk County, Or.) 1888-1927, December 15, 1905, Image 1

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    Polk
County
VOL. XVIII
DALLAS, POLK COUNTY, OREGON, DECEMBER 15, 1905
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Copyright 1905 by
Hart Schaffner 6- Marx
SPECIAL OFFERING
FOR. HOLIDAY
TRADE....
Now is the time to prepare for your Christ
mas gifts and we offer some extra good things for
this season of the year. Extra goud value in high
class goods for both old and young. Everything
needed for man or hnv and lad v
Jgg? tra values for the Holiday buyers at our great
CLOSING OUT
SALE
Clothing, Smoking Jackets, Underwear, Furnish
ings, Fancy Dress Goods, Cloaks for Ladies and
Girls, Fancy Hosiery, Ribbon, Laces, etc., etc.
Something for yourself and
friends at our Great
Closing Out
Sale.
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M
R. JACOBSON & CO.
DALLAS, OREGON.
fi
GREAT
I REDUCTION
t In
SALE
order
Of Steel Ranges
FREE LIBRARY IS POPULAR
Nearly One Thousand Books Have
Been Circulated in Less Than
Two Months.
i J i 1. C OI.aI T
to reuuuo our slouk. ui oietu jAaugeo, o
will give
! $6.50 Worth of Goods Free
with each ranee sold during this sale. All the stand-
I ard makes, "Quick Meal," "Bridge-Beach" and
"hnra" Stool Roniroo
SALE NOW ON.
WM. FAULL,
1 Main strwt - Dallas. Oregon
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-FULL LINE OF-
Columbia Phonographs
Big StocK
of Records
and Supplies
L. D. Daniel's Wall Paper Store,
Main Street. Dallas, Ore., 'Phone 225
DRINK WITH ME!
j All the flavors of Fountain and
I Bottle Soda : Sabsaparilla and
t Iron, Orange Cider. Mineral
"Water, Iros Brew and Welch's
Grape Juice,
SMOKE! YES
All the leading brands of Cigars
and Tobacco kept in 6tock.
CONFECTIONERY
Constantly receiving a fresh
supply of Fruits, Chewing Gum,
Kuts, Aldon's Candies and
Lunch Goods.
C. H. Jones, editor of the Oregon
Teachers' Monthly, published in
Salem, attended the Polk county
teachers' and school officers' institute
in Dallas, Saturday.
u Tracy Staats
Main St, Dallas, Oregon
NURSERY STOCK
General Lines of First,-Class
Nursery Stock.
Joses and Climbing Vines
Ty Bushes of all Varieties
i5 LoganWrio Specialty
Smru! 'ally invited to inspect
Eilii' lf my Etock at Loughary &
Court l17 Etore during Circuit
J-B-NUNN, Dallas, Ore.
Chrisl
While giving give gifts of
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the lasting kind some ucau
tiful and substantial gold,
silver or cut glass article that
bears the stamp of high-quality,
finest workmanship and
of the newest styles. It will
always be appreciated by any
one who receives such a gift.
Watches, Cut Glass Dishes
Silverware, Beautiful Gold
and Silver Novelties are some
of the many articles we are
showing to Holiday shoppers
C. H. MORRIS
Jeweler and Optician
. . Donas Ore? on
Main Street.
During the week, the following
books have been received at the
library :
Student's Standard Dictionary.
Ten Thousand Words Often Mis
pronounced Phyffe.
The Tempest Shakespeare.
Hamlet Shakespeare.
Aftermath James Lane Allen.
The Spenders Wilson.
Rose in Bloom Alcott.
Wizard of Oz Frank Baura.
The Prince and the Pauper Twain.
Stories Mother Nature Told An
drews.
Flamingo Feather Kirk Monroe.
The librarv was opened on October
17. and from that time to December J,
275 membership cards were issued, all
of which have beeen used frequently ;
399 volumes of fiction were circulated ;
35 non-fiction, and 211 children's
books. Of the traveling library books,
consisting of all three classes,
209 volumes were circulated, making
a total circulation of 854 books.
It will be seen that few non-fiction
books have been read, but the Librar
ian earnestly hopes that there will be
a steadilv increasing demand for the
many excellent poetic, scientific, and
other solid books which the library
offers.
Mrs. George Gerlinger held a story
hour for the children, Saturday after
nnnn. from 1 to 2 o'clock. She will
continue the reading of the Wizard of
Oz tomorrow afternoon at the same
time and place. All school children
are invited to attend.
The library fund was enriched
recently by a gift of $ 16.C0 from the
local Lewis and Clark Club. Several
smaller voluntary subscriptions have
been paid in. The Library Association
is very grateful for this timely aid.
Oregon Not Slighted.
Oregon was not slighted in making
the house committee assignments.
Williamson was given a place on the
irrigation and mines and miniDg
committees, and Hermann on Indian
r? onri plpction of president.
These are the same assignments as in
the last congress. wnar
has been given the seat heretofore
held by Senator Mitchell. The senate
has taken no notice of Mitchell's
death, except to drop his name from
the roll.
Real Estate Legal Blanks for sale
at this office.
Beautifying methods that injure the
skin and health are dangerous. Be
beautiful without discomfort by tak
ing Hollister's Rocky Mountain Tea.
Sunshiny faces will follow its use. 33
cents. Belt&Cherrington.
Judge W. L. Wells, of Halsey, was
in the city Saturday for a short busi
ness visit. Judge Wells moved to this
county several years ago from Polk
where he was prominent in public
affairs and served for several terms
as county judge. He is living on a
i farm near Halsey.-Allany
, .
Dan Poling Writes Entertainingly of
His Visit to the Great
Battlefield.
Mine eyes today have seen the vale,
The circling hills around ;
My pilgrim feet today have trod
A nation's travail ground.
You will please excuse the verse. I
have just been wandering alongSemi
nary Ridge, clambering over the
boulders that hang on the Round
Tops, falling into the yawning walls
of Devil's Den, and, through it all,
thrilling with such enthusiasm that
mind may have a tendency to twist
the pen.
Last night, after the meeting held
in the historic old courthouse used as
a hospital during the battle of Gettys
burg, the venerable janitor, a G. A. R.
man and a survivor of the "bloody
three days," told me that a few feet
from where I had been standing a
splendid fellow lay wounded on the
2nd day of July, 1863. A shell had ex
ploded just outside, and one of the
fragments hurling through the win
dow tore the poor chap's face away.
Down the street a short distance,
and one square to the right, a plain
bronze tablet marks the spot on the
stone steps of the Lutheran church
where a chaplain fell, foully murdered
while defending the hcsior of the
house of God. Bullet hol39 still add
to the real estate values in the quiet
little city, and corn fields still yield
their annual harvest of broken metal
and bleached bones. Only a few days
ago, laborers excavating for a cellar
unearthed the skeletons of four men.
With one of the students from the
college and, by the way, the main
building of "Old Gettysburg" played
a prominent part in battle history,
being used as a hospital we started
on the morning of November 21, in a
light carriage and behind a good
team, to see the battlefield of Gettys
burg, in earnest.
Only in a general way could we see
it, of course. Days and days could
profitably be spent on the hills and in
the valley, where brother fought
brother until the death. But though
we rushed from place to place, irritated
and hampered by limited time and
myriad things we wanted to see;
though we could not read all the
monuments, spend moments in all the
historic nooks, or walk up and down
all the trenches and battle lines, we
still had time enough to see, and read,
and feel enough to drown our eyes
with tears and flood our souls with
patriotic veneration for those who
here fought and bled and died, that
the "government of the people, for the
people, and by the people, might not
perish from the earth."
We wound first through the streets
of the little city, through which
troopers galloped and infantry
charged in the first two indecisive
days of the battle; then, up the hill,
close by the home of the President of
the Lutheran Theological Seminary,
where, in the wide fireplace, the first
religious library in America was
wantonly destroyed, to the magnificent
m
All iun Down
HIS is a common expres
sion we hear on every
side. Unless there is
some organic trouble, the con
dition can doubtless be remedied.
Your doctor is the best adviser.
Do not dose yourself with all
kinds of advertised remedies
get his opinion. More than likely
you need a concentrated fat food
to enrich your blood and tone
up the system.
Scott's Emulsion
of Cod Liver Oil
is just such a food in its best form.
It will build up the weakened
and wasted body when all
other foods fail to nourish. II
you are run down or emaciated,
give it a trial : it cannot hurt
you. It is essentially the best
possible nourishment for delicate
children and pale, anaemic girls.
We will send you a sample free.
It
6c sure that thi picture
In (he form of a Utxl i on
the wrapper of every bottle
of EmuUion you buy.
scon & B0WNE
Chemiitf
409 Pearl Strt-ti, New York
50c and $1. A3 DruitU
government pike
federate Avenue.
Turning to the right, we rode along
what was on July 1, 2 and 3, the right
wing of the Army of Northern Vir
ginia. We were at the scene of the
first day's struggle. Soon our feet
pressed the sod where Reynolds fell
while grandly meeting the charge of
Lee's advance guard. A little mound
supporting a simple stone marks the
exact spot where Pennsylvania's groat
Major-General of Volunteers died.
Yards in advance of hi3 own firing
line, as it is, by it we read better than
by plaudits of history the chivalrous
dash of his bravery. A noble monu
ment in stone and bronze a quarter of
a mile distant represents thfc warrior
in lifelike repose, sitting his charger
and gazing away toward the blue line
of hills from whence came the dashing
men in grey. From one of the four
cannon resting on granite bases at
this spot was fired the first shot of the
battle of Gettysburg.
Just ten miles it is to the seam in
the mountains through which wound
the veterans tried of Dixie land. A
grey haze of smoke hangs like a pall
over the hills, and through it fantas
tic, weird shapes seem moving still.
Rank on rank of infantry, lumbering
cannon, flashing sabers of cavalry
men are marching up the quiet Penn
sylvania pike. No word they utter,
no sound ; but in their eyes the light
of awful purpose burns a living flame,
and on their brows is set the pallid
seal of fate. They tread the narrow
ing lane of death. They sing the
songs and cheer the cheers with word,
with thought, with life of that which
they believed to be a cause well worthy
smiles from God, but which the One
Omnipotent had judged unworthy and
untrue. The sun is waning in the
west, and with it wanes and flicker
out a brave people's star of hope.
Confederacy is lost forever. "The
government at Washington still sur
vives." Humbly in the dust we bow
and, thanking Him who rules the
roll of worlds for the heritage of sires
who died, we, the living, re-dedicate
ourselves to the cause of brotherhood
and common weal.
There are many things we would
like to write, but we must hasten our
pen as we hastened our feet. At the
extreme right of Seminary Ridge is a
monument that attracted our atten
tion. It is erected in memory of the
90th Regiment and represents in stone
a shattered tree trunk. At the fork
ing of two branches, a little turtle
dove in bronze stands with wide
spread wings, hovering her young.
The story is to me a beautiful one. A
shell fired on the 1st of July by Lee's
advancing army tore the top out of a
tree where the monument is now
erected. Just below the section cut
away, a dove had her nest, and
through the long and terrible battle
she covered her young,- now and then
uttering a plaintive mother-cry of
fear, not for herself, but for the little
ones nestling in her breast.
The same old beautiful story, told
in another and strange way, but the
same old story still the love of a
mother. Rob the world of light and
joy and truth and bravery and virtue,
and leave still with us mother-love,
and soon the sun will shine, the
heavens smile, the world bloom with
new courage, and faith lead on her
own sweet way to purity.
Changing our course, we drove the
entire length of Seminary Ridge, the
position occupied by General Leo and
the Army of Northern Virginia during
the battle of Gettysburg. Every few
yards, iron tablets mark positions of
batteries, batallions and divisions,
Kiving names and recording history.
Cannons are in position, placed as
nearly as possible in the places occu
pied by the artillery in July, 18C3. No
monuments are as yet erected on the
Confederate side, and so, in compari
son with the Union lines just across
the valley of death, Seminary Ridge
is plain and bare.
Here in a sunken vale we read that
just before us and behind a clump of
scrub oaks, Longstreet formed his
lines for Plckett'a charge on theUnion
center. Driving on, we had at last
traversed the entire length, four miles,
of the Confederate battle line. De
scending into the valley, we began
our backward trip down the Union
positions, by Big Round Top and
Little Round Top, through Death
Valley and Devil's Den, along Peach
Orchard and Bloody Wheat Field,
over the High Water Mark of the Re
bellion, into Mead's Headquarters
and on through the National Gome
teryout to Spangler's Spring, where
men in blue and grey drew water
tocether.
WTe climbed Big Round Top and the
lookout tower located on the summit
It was a bard pull, but the view that
lay In panorama before oureyes, east
ward, westward, to the north, and to
the south, was recompense a hundred
times for ail the energy expended.
Some one has said that this is the
most beautiful and inspiring land
scape in all the world. However that
may be. we can only say that speech
fails utterly to describe; pen and
brush are as plow shares to picture
the wealth of wondrous beauty that
roiEisnoiiETnc
top th COTatfb 4feeSatult
BaM
ROYAL BAKINd POWDER CO., NEW YORK
the Master Artist has here bestowed
upon the hills and valleys of the old
Keystone State. We can only say,
come and see.
Our pilgrimage is now through the
blood pools of the battle. From the
Round Tops, we could see the entire
field from end to end. Looking down
the boulder-strewn sides of those little
mountains, our souls grew sick as we
thought of men struggling up the
steep in the face of minie balls and
canister. Devil's Den is absolutely
sickening, with its death trap and
crevices. God must have veiled his
face on tbat terrible second day in
July. Satan surely had hid his blood-
glutted revelry.
On the loft flank of little Round Top
stands a monument to General War
ren, who saved the Union army from
annihilation by discovering the sud
den flanking movement of Hood.
Armed against Little Round Top,
which was as yet unoccupied by the
Federals, Warren took the only avail
able guns, and, without ordors from a
superior, galloped at their head to a
position on the crest of the hill, whore,
fighting like a demon, ho hold the
point until reinforcements hurled
Hood back, broken and dofeated.
We cannot stop at Peach Orchard,
where Sickles was cut to pieces, or at
the Wheat Field, which in less than
ten minutes became a field of blood
and death. We hasten by monuments
recording the achievements of com
panies, divisions, regiments and in
dividuals until we stand upon the
knoll, from its baptism of blood fit
tingly christened as the turning point
of the war, "High Water Mark of the
Rebollion." There is one monument
at this place that held us. We read
every inscription. A huge stone pede
stal surmounted by the figure of a
man charging bayonets stands in
honor of tho Second Corps, 'Second
Division, First Brigade of the First
Minnesota Regiment. Reverentially
I uncoverod my head, and, reading
the story, prayed the God of Buttles to
multiply their kind forever and ever.
Two hundred and sixty -two men
think of it, ponder it two hundred
and sixty-two men charging a whole
victory-flushed army ; yes and holding
it at bay, and driving it back I Sickles,
defeated, had just poured his demoral
ized ranks through their lines, and
close behind on the double-quick came
the howling Confederates. Another
moment and the Union center would
be pierced. A crisis was at hand ! No
time for reinforcements I Covered with
dust, his face drawn with fear, General
Hancock gallops up to the little com
pany of stalwarts from out tho Great
Wefet, and God help them orders
the charge. With courage sublime,
down the slope they go "into the jaws
of death!" Two hundred and sixty-
two men charged an army, held an
army, and when at last reinforce
ments had driven the lighting demons
in grey back into their lair, 213 of the
202 men from the First Minnesota
Regiment did not answer roll call.
They were resting in the valley. They
were tired, and God gave them sleep.
Do you wonder thutwe wept? "Young
man, go west!" Go west; west to the
seed ground of this kind !
Yes, and here is Pickett's charge!
Down the valley, comes death, and
only death. WTe turn away. Men the
mangled forms of men : Men in
grey brave men men in blue brave
men lie in heaps sickening heaps.
Some died with visions of Southern
vine-clad mansions in a halo before
their glazing eyes; some murmured
softly tho tender names of loved ones
waiting among tho hills of old New
England. All were men, and they
were brothers. Sacrificed upon the
altar of holy conviction to the glutted
god of War. Let the curtain fall up
on the mightiest tragedy of the Re
bellion. We stand upon a knoll where
God placed forever the seal of doom
upon a cause the "Lost Cause."
General Mead's headquarters were
visited, and then we brought ourday's
trip' to a fitting close by standing
whero Lincoln the Good ftood when
he voiced the feeling of a nation thut
could cot speak for subbing and said :
"But in a larger sense we cannot dedi
cate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot
hallow this ground. The brave men,
living and dead, have consecrated it
far above our poor power to add or
detract." With this vision of our
martyred Lincoln, we take up the
task left behind aud press forward
toward the light of destiny that God'
hath set.
DAN A. POLING.
END OF USEFUL LIFE
Lewis Abrams, Pioneer Merchant of
Lincoln, Passes Away After
Long Illness.
Lewis Abrams, aged 81 years, 9
months and 13 days, died Monday
morning at 1 :30, at the residence of
D. F. Carnes, in Salem. The imme
diate cause of hisdoath was periton
itis, though he had been seriously ill
since last June with cancer of the
stomach.
Mr. Abrams was the pioneer ware
houseman of Lincoln, and was well
and favorably known all over this
part of the valley.
He was born in New Jersey, Febru
ary 29, 1824, and when nine years old
accompanied his parents' to Illinois,
where he resided uutil the gold fever
carried him to California in '49. Iu
the spring of 18C3 he came to Portland,
but only remained one year. , His
next move was to Salem, where he re
sided one winter, and conducted lhe
Levi grain warehouse, on Front street.
In 18fir ho went to Lincoln, and had
conducted the gran warehouse con
tinuously since that date.
Besides the widow, four children are
left to mourn tho loss of a father:
Mrs. Lois A. Green, of Belllngham,
Wash. ; Chester Abrams, of Portland,
and Carl and Letta, of Salem.
Tho funeral services were conducted
at the family residence at Lincoln
Wednesday, at 12 o'clock, by Rev. E.
Gittens, pastor of the Leslie M. E.
church, of Salem. Burial took place
in the Odd Fellows' cemotory, in South
Salem.
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A Yamhill Weather Prophet.
After having listened to so many
predictions of a hard winter in Ore
gon this year, it is mighty comforting
to learn that theso prognostications
are all wrong and that January and
February will be months of showers
and sunshiiie-especially when this as
surance comes from no less an author
ity than Uncle Ell Branson of Yam
hill county. Eli has for many years
made a study of hog's melts and their
relation to tho weather, and he tells
the editor of the McMinnville Reporter
that the melts this fall Indicate a very
mild winter. They appear to be a
little larger at the front end, which
he takes as an indication that the first
part of the winter Is going to be the
big end. And that's "jist-jist-by-the-sir"
the way it will be, if Uncle Eli
predicts it.
. Hollister's Rocky Mountuin Tea is
simply liquid electricity. It goes to
every part of your body, bringing new
blood, strength and uew vigor. It
makes you well and keeps you well.
35 cents. Belt & Cherrln gton.
Milton W. Parsons Dead.
Milton W. Parsons, a veteran of the
Civil War and former member of
George Wright Post O. A. R.. died
Sunday at his home at Montavilla, a
suburb of Portland, aged 79 years.
He was a native of Ohio, and bad
been a resident of Portland and vicin
ity since 1853. He leaves an adopted
son, Albert Parsons, and a step
daughter, Florence Covey. Mrs. Par
sons died six years ago. Mr. Parsons
was for a long time connected with
the printing business in Portland, and
more rcntly was engaged In the real
estate business on Villa avenue, Mon
tavilla. ne Is remembered by .11
early residents of Dallas a3 a landlord
of tho old Dallas hotel, which stood
on the corner now occupied by the
Stafrln drug store and which was de
stroyed by fire about 25 years ago.
Clear thinking, decisive action, vim
and vigor of body and mind, the
j sparkle cf life, come? to all who uw
i Hollister's Rocky Mountain Tea. 35
'cents, Tea or Tablet. Bolt & Cher-
rington.
Core Coi4, Croup n4 Whjopiog Cough.
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