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About The Monmouth herald. (Monmouth, Or.) 1908-1969 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 11, 1922)
o Early Day History By Orville Butler Orville RutUr, pioneer resident of Monmouth, was born August 9, 1840." My father, J. B. V. Butler, was born in New Hampshire, Sep tember 9, 1809,” said Mr. Butler. "I was the first of his 12 children. I ii 1834 he moved from New Hamp shire to Illinois. My mother's miiden name was Elizabeth Ingalls. Father and mother were married in the spring of 1839 in Polk coun ty, Illinois. I was born August.9, 1K40. and nine years later, April 9, 1 4 ' , our family started across the plains to Oregon. In our wagon were father and mother, my two brothers, Nehemiah and Henry and myself. I was the eldest of the ciildren. In our train there were 7i men and but three women. You s.*e this was the year of the great g ild excitement and most of the men in our train were bound for Cilifornia. We reached Oregon City late in September and wintered tiere. "Govirnor Abernethy had built a mill theie at Willamette falls, and when he let rn -d that father was a brick maker and a brick mason he hired him'to Luild the chimney. In those days there were lots of Kana kas in Oregon. Oregon C.ty and Parttand were much closer to the Sandwich islands then than now; at least it seemed so, for the ships sailed back and forth between Port land and Honolulu constantly. Father hired some of these Kanaka boys as his helpers to bring him the brick and mortar. Shortly af- t r the chimney was finished there was a big rise in the river and the mill wua washed away. We moved 1 1 Portland the next spring. That was in 1850, and father bought out Parrott's stock of goods and ran a store there a couple of years. He built the chimney and smoke stack of the first steam sawmill in Port- I n !. The f.rst school I attended in Or egon was taught by the Rev. A. F. Waller. Later I went to school to the Rev. Horace Lyman in Port land. My next teacher was a young man ram .d Outhouse. The next teachers 1 remember were Professor Epperson and a young man named Jones «ho painted views of Colum bia river scenery. He used to give 1 'sons on Oregon’s scenic beauty. It wes thought that Cincinnati would be Ihe state capital, so fath er moved his store there. Cincin nati was on the westside of the Willamette river, about, four miles from Salem. It failed by one vote of I eing selected as the state capi tal and that resulted in the growth of Salem and the gradual decline of Cincinnati. They soon changed the name of Cincinnati to Kola as it was easier and shorter to write. A man named Bill Duran was one ( f the founders of the town of Cincin nati. Father ran a store there for many years and a man named Beck ett ran a hotel while Asa Shreeves ran a b'acksmith shop. Father was postmaster as well as storekeeper. My father took up 640 acres of land there. Vy job as a boy was to go to Portland with a four-ox team to haul goods to Kola. With good luck I could make the round trip in six day'. Now they make the round trip by automobile in the afternoon. We stayed in Kola until 1866 when we moved to Monmouth. Father bought anti sold grain here and bo<ght and shipped live stock. He hx i not been here long when he bought 217 acres adjoining the city of Monmouth.He died in 1879.Mon mouth has been my home for the last t i 6 years. When the Eastern Oregon mines were first d acovered I put in my time freighting from Umatilla L anding to Baker and other Eastern Oregon points. Alofeg about 1859 I married Ella Murphy. We had three children. After the death of my first wife 1 married in 1874, Marv Lee, sister of J . D. Lee. My wife remembers nates better than I do. I will have h -r come in and tell you when we were married. Mrs. Butler came in, smiled, and said, I don’t believe a woman ever forgets the day of her marriage or the dates of the birth'of her chil dren, but a man is not very good at remembering dates of tnat kind. 1 «as born June 16. 1851 ;n Polk county. We were married October 4, 1874. In the spring of 1876 we went up to the Walla Walla coun try. We lived there a number of years and then moved to Linn coun. ty. We lived several years near Brownsville. We then came back to Monmouth where we have since resided. We have four children. My brother, J. D. Lee. was born in Polk county, July 27. 1848. Father ran a store at Dallas in the early days and my brother work ed in the store until 1876 when he bought father out. Mrs. Orville Butler's father was Nicholas Lee. He was born in Ohio in February, 1818. In 1840 he married Sarah Hopper in Vir ginia. 1 hey came across the plains to Oregon in 1847, coming by the Southern route. They settled in Polk county in the spring of 1848. Mr. Lee farmed in Polk county un til 1862, when he started a store in Dallas. He diet! in the summer of 1870. Mr. Lee was one of the founders i f La Creole A ac e ny and was one of its trustees. — I eported for the Oregon Journal by Fred Lock ley. M ake your own summer blouses S w itzerlan d and Italy m (Continued from Page 1) V Every one wants and needs numbers of lovely blouses to wear with the tweed suit, or the separate skirt for sports wear. The more formal suit, too, which you sometimes wear to tea or to town, demands dainty, frilly blouses. You can make them yourself with great success! For only the cost of the material and a pattern. The Belrobe which comes with every Standard - Designer Pattern shows you how to take each step—guides you like an expert. It makes home dressmaking simple and easy. Let ue show you the lovely new fabrics for blouses —silk crapes, voiles, dimities, handkerchief linens. W e have large assortments of them all in the most approved colors. Let us show you the new patterns for blouses which have just come in. W e will gladly tell you mors shout the wonderful Belrobe which enables you to I clothes successfully. Soon we climbed out and took a hike through a deep canyon where the waters below rushed with a mighty roar and the rocks above were .so close together that we could scarce see daylight. The walk rested on iron arms attached to the perpendicular rock and many times to get past a narrow place we had to bend over and we walked thru several tunnels, up and down stairs. I could not see how the walk was built as there was no place to stand while building it. At the end of the trail there was a blind man blowing an Alpine horn. It was an immense thing, five or six feet long made of iron. He blew with all his might. 1 thought he was blowing a signal but so >n a small son took his father’s hat and passed it for money. If we hadn't had a wonderful driver I would have been scared to death for the roads were high on the cliff and on the mountain we just crossed we wound back and forth eight times to make the ascent and seven times for the descent. The curves are so sharp that the car had to back to makejhem. We are in sight of w hat everyone thinks is a large glacier. We go up to it and then on to our town in Switzer land yet tonight and then leave for Italy. If you want to think of us think of riding over places ten times worse'than any you ever rode over and see u*> riding along. a lot of snow. The roads are fine, net a place that is not paved. When we got to the glacier we walked on it a long distance. It was an ex perience. As we started down the mountain we were stopped ard made to wait for half an hour as there were two cars coming from the other direction. While we Wednesday morning We thought waited for them several troops of we had been in some scary places Swiss soldiers came climbing down yesterday hut they are nothing to from the mountains. They walked what we have since passed over. just so far apart, with their packs We went by places where we were on their backs and swords at side. sfraid to look down from the side Every Swiss boy has to serve in the of the car. I feel now we have army for two months each year. been over the summit of the Alps. They had their headquarters quite I don’t mean the high snow capped near and we ¡saw them pitching peaks of course but we went thru their tents as we went by. In.the middle of the afternoon of our descent it started to rain and all of us were afraid to have the tops of those large cars up so we just took the rain. At four o'clock we boarded the electric cars for Goschenen, where we staid all night. This morning we left at 9 to o’clock and are now at Chiasso, Italy where our baggage and pas- porta were again looked over. I thought I wasn't going to get by a n d re tu rn with my passport. jThe official SALE DATES gave me t. e once over several t mes, Friday. Satur chattered in Italian and I talked day A Sunday back in English. Then he went on to the next man still.looking hack R b t v r n L im it at me. That is what c..mes from Tuesday fol having a picture more ’ handsome lowing sale than the original. We stay to da tea night at Milan and are off at*t:30 ASK AGENT ABOUT in the morning. 15 DAY AND SEASON FARES Thoee who^have.been ¡in Italy say that it ia unbearably hot there. Frequent Service at Convenient Hours with all modem travel comforts, j The scenery is very pretty here. Lota of hills, trees and lakes. P ar f u rtS a r particular* ook a e ra ta Milan. Wednesday evening- We arrived at 2:15, straightened our Southern Pacific Lines selves up a bit; went to see deVinci a J ohn M . S c o t t , painting "The Iaist Supper" thence * i »C | through the immense Cathedral of ONLY $3.10 MONMOUTH Portland i Milan and back.to dinner. Italian dinner: 1. cream soup; 2. fish and cream dressing, boiled po tatoes; 3. cold roast meat, vege table salad; 4. Pudding made of sponge cake with a large hole in the center and cooked pears in it, a sweet sauce and almonas. 5. fruit, assorted and finger bowls. The Italians served the lunch on our pli.t.-s and then passed it to us. Florence Heffley. I T ’S T R A V E L T IM E Round Trip Fares afford great savings in travel costs this year to T illa m o o k C o u n tv B e a c h e s N e w p o r t B y -th e -S e a C r a te r L a k e N a tio n a l P a rk O re g o n C a v e s N a t'I M o n u m e n t O r e g o n ’s F o r e st, I^ake, R iv e r a n d M o u n ta in R e s o r ts S h a s ta M o u n ta in R e s o r ts - Y o s e m ite N a tio n a l P ark Christian Science Sunday School at 10 a. m. Wednesday evening meeting a t 8 o’clock. Sunday morning service at 11 o’clock. Subject for Sunday, August 13, "Soul’’. San Francisco— Los Angeles —San Diego A Package of Old Letters Via " The Scenic Shasta Route ’ Just a package of old letters. and to And to me they’re very dear. Bringing to me the memories That were scattered far and near. They have lain ao long neglected In the bottom of my trunk, Thi W ay to See M ore o f the U. S. A . ” And the author looks upon them Outdoor*" und ' California fa r th a to u ris t" a n d s kar b asa tifa i As some silly, worthless junk. folti or «III ba mai lad F R E E on r a q M t Some are filled with facts so idle. Tor for»» rapar r a tto no and o th ar i a r t t r a í a n oak i Their int’rest gone forever. Others tell long talks romancing Of some young, gallant lover. J ohn M. S co tt , General Passenger Agent Others sing gay songs'of laughter. Of the nappy bygone years. Some are heavy with a sorrow And are soiled with falling tears Then the horrors are retold. That reflects the scenes about By the passing of a mother With the skfjled hand of an artist Just a package of old letters. In whose heart her child did dwell, That wodld paint tin harshness And to me they’re very dear. And the wound that was inflicted, And I hope they will continue out. Est&er Mason, When she went where all is well. Normal il Hall. Always coming through the year. Some are speaking of a life mate And if they breathe sad disaster, Dont let a smooth tongued And a home where love could dwell stranger persuade you that there **r whisperings of a lark; And the hopes of baby's graces. 1 will bind them with my heart is any kind of printing the Her ald Print Shop can not da Sweetest story love can tell. strings. If the war has writ a history. The Herald wishes correspondents Yes. and file them in my heart. in neighboring communities. For Writ in red blood that was sold; particulars apply at this office. When the flames reach out in mem'ry I For a true friendship is a mirror. ’ BACK EAST CITIES Through California “ SOUTHERN PACIFIC LINES