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Our Early-Winter Announcement!
The opening of the winter Season finds us grateful for the largest volume of business we
have ever enjoyed. Not only are we grateful from a purely business standpoint but there is
to us a very deep feeling of satisfaction in knowing that the public has thus given our busi
ness methods the stamp of their appreciation and approval.
The New Season Finds Us With a Very
Complete Stock of Worthy Goods
Although much has been said about the shortage of goods, the t)ew season finds us with a flock larger than we have ever carried before
a flock of quality and merit which we will have no hesitancy in recommending-a flock bought to advantage by reason of early buying and
quantity buying, Also, it is only fare to mention that our close connection with the manufacturing business has still further aided us in buy
ing to advantage. "
Our Advantageous Buying Enables Us To Sell To Your Advantage
Bear in mind -our flock embraces practically everything in wearing apparel for men, young men and beys. Every article an
article of merit backed by our guarantee
Bishop Ail-Wool Hart, Schaffner & Wool Underwear
Suits and Overcoats $20 to $40 Marx Suits and Overcoats $25 to Less Than Present Wholesale
SPLENDID VALUES $50. You Know Their Worth Prices All Grades Good Values
Overalls Sweaters and Jersey s Woolen Overshirts
Blue 220 Dennim, The Standard Excellent Quality All Worsted U. S. Khaki Flannel Splendid
Everywhere, Now Wholesaling Stock. WoolenHosiery, Same Old Quality $4.00. Loggers' Shirts
at $2.50. Our Price $2.25 Qualities, Complete Assortment 7.50 and 8.50
Our Shoe Department Will Supply All Your Needs in Work or Dress Shoes
SALEM WOOLEN MILLS STORE
Men's Store
SALEM OREGON
Boys' Store
Life Story of a
Polk Co, Pioneer
Thomas J. Hayter, a resident of
Polk county for 68 years, died at
his home on Birch street at 4 :40
Wednesday afternoon October 30th.
Thomas Jefferson Hayter was an
ex-member of the Oregon legisla
ture and a former extensive farmer
of Polk county. .He was born in
Howard county, Missouri, February
8, 1830, and came of English fore
fathers long identified with the
south. His father, James H. Hay
ter, was a native of Virginia and
moved to Missouri about 1816. At
Old Franklin in that state he estab
lished a sawmill and flouring mill
in the wilderness and lived there
until 1856, when both he and his
wife died during a cholera epidem
ic. Of their ten children, Thomas
J. was the last survivor. The sev
enth child in his father's family,
Thomas J. Hayter, spent an une
ventful youth at the home in Old
Franklin, the first interesting per
iod in his life being the prepara
tion to cross the plains. About 19
years old, he was just the age to
appreciate all the proposed change
meant, and he entered with zest
into equipping for the departure,
which took place April 15, 1849.
Byway of the old California trail,
past Fort Hall, Humboldt and
Truckee, the train made its way,
and upon arriving at Sacramento he
found employment as a teamster
until going to the mines in August
of that year.
In the fall of 1850, Mr. Hayter
came to Oregon on the schooner
Creole, twenty-three days being
co.isumed on the trip between San
Francisco and the mouth of the
Columbia river. He came immedi
ately to Polk county and took up a
claim. This he disposed of in
1852, and the following year return
ed to Missouri, by way of Panama.
In the spring of 1854 Mr. Hayter
again crossed the plains with ox
teams, taking the old route'of Raft
river, and from there branching off
onto the Oregon trail. On this trip
he took more time, in order to get
safely through with a herd of cat
tle. He arrived at the first house
in Oregon in September and soon
after was located on a claim three
miles west of Dallas, where he en
gaged in stock raising. In the fall
of 1855 he volunteered in Company
G First Oregon regiment of caval
ry, Colonel James W. Nesmith com
manding, and served in the Yakima
Indian War. He then returned to
his Polk county stock ranch, and
after selling it in 1856, located on
a 260-acre farm three miles east of
Dallas, ,where he lived until 1884
Since then he had lived a retired
life at his home in this city.
Mr. Hayter was a life-long Dem
ocrat. Although taking an active
interest in politics, he cared little
for office holding personally, al
though in 1876 he served his coufr
ty as a representative in the Ore
gon legislature. His chief interest
outside his home was in school
affairs, and he always took an en
ergetic part in educational work.
In May, 1856, in this county Mr.
Hayter married Miss Mary I. Em
bree, a daughter of the late Mr.
and Mrs Carey Embree, and also a
native of Howard county, Missouri.
To this union five sons and one
daughter were born. Suvrviving
with the aged widow are four sons
Eugene Hayter, Dr. Mark Hay
ter, J. C. Hayter and Oscar Hay
ter.all of this city. The daughter,
Ellen, and a son, Frank, died in
their early childhood. Itemizer.
Saved in the
Eleventh Hour
Captain Cameron, describing how
the prisoners aboard the "Igotz
Mendi", the Spanish ship captured
by the raider "Wolf", evaded the
prison camp in Germany by a piece
of luck, tells of running aground
on the Danish Coast, and what fol
lowed.
Lieutenant Wolf had gone ashore
and had phoned from the lighthouse
at Skaw Point, where we were
ashore, to a salvage company in
Skagen, saying that we were a Ger
man merchant ship bound from Ber
gen, Norway, to Kiel and, that we
had run aground in the fog; and
that if a tug was sent immediately
we could be pulled off easily.
The manager of the salvage com
pany ordered his largest tug, the
Viking, around, but instructed his
captain not to put a line on board
until the manager had gone down
over land and investigated a little
Ihe manager of the company
on arriving at the lighthouse and
talking with the various people
there, concluded that perhaps things
were not just right with the Igotz
Mendi, and that he had better get
in touch with the Danish.naval au
thorities before doing anything.
The manager called up the com
mander of the Danish cruiser Diana
and stated the case, saying that
things didn't appear to be just
right. The commander, a Lieuten
ant Lagoni, getting in touch with
the authorities, phoned the mana
ger of the salvage company that he
would come right down and investi
gate. At about midnight the Diana
arrived and Lieutenant Lagoni, be
ing a gentleman and also a shrewd,
wide-awake officer, took his Chief
Officer on board h Igotz Mendi,
telling him that he, the comman
der, would keep the Captain of the
Igotz Mendi busy answering ques
tions in the saloon, while the Chief
Officer should have a good look
around and gather what information
he could. As soon as the Danish
commander arrived on board we
were all pushed and shoved into our
rooms, and the doors clsosed. Rose
led the way toward the chart room
above. Lieutenant Lagioni did not
follow.
"It is not customary, Captain,"
said he, "to entertain the comman
der of a cruiser in the chart-room.
Let us go into the saloon."
Thus they came into the saloon
before there had been time to hus
tie us all out of sight. Rose's face
was red with vexation, but the Dan
ish officer made no comment. Now
began the campaign of the women's
signal corps. One of them would
call down the hallway in a voice
ike she was calling to the light
house. "Oh, Mrs. So-and-so, won't
you come in my room a minute?"
Another shrill voice would come
back: "No, I don't dare to. I'm
afraid they wouldn't ilke it."
"Don't be frightened," the first
voice woould call back, "it's a
Danish officer and he won't hurt
us." And so on back and forth,
until Lieutenant Lagoni must have
wondered what sort of a party it
was.
In the meantime the Danish
Chief Officer was wandering round
the Igotz Mendi taking notice of
lal he saw.
Strolling through the bunkers be
came to the spot where our tempor
ary warm place had been made.
Here he stopped and looked at
something lying on the floor. It
was Nita's kewpie doll.
There were men standing around
through all these quarters. Sud-
d enly the officer turned toward one
of these and said: "You are not a
German." "No. sir." answered
the man, "I am a Dane."
"Well, what are you doing here?"
was the next question. It was
Jensen, the man who had told us
where we were. He now told the
officer everything, how he was from
the Wolf and was working here on
the Igotz Mendi, and that there,
were Americans and British prison
ers on board, including some wo
men and children. After complet
ing his rounds the Danish officer
went to deck and told Lieutenant
Lagoni that he was ready and cal
ling him aside, told him what he