The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, October 06, 1904, Image 8

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TOILERS op the COLUMBIA
By Paul De Loney
author of "Lord of the Desert." "Oregon Sketches.'
and other Pacific Coast Stork
CHAPTER I.
Th Storm.
MDow hwent!"
"All tboard were lost."
"6b md gallant fight."
"Be! 6b cornea to tbe surface
faint"
Xb tbreoglng exclamations can n
from a group of fluhermen who stood
upon tb aborea of Baker's bay and
watched a abip battling with tbe wavei
an th Columbia bar.
Tb rain fell in long, slanting, twist
ing sheet. It appeared aa if the beav
nsweravaat waterfall swayed and
tossed by all of the gods of fury. The
' wtod howled and moaned like a power--fnl
monster, making the earth and
'everything npon it tremble while it
pursued it way as steady aa a tide from
the deep.
Trees bended their boughs to the
ground and writhed and qnivwed to
the end of their tiniest roots. Houses
rooked and awayed like a weather vane
upon their foundations. Hie more
1 timid of the men and the women and
children, though accustomed to storms,
" rouchd and trembled with awed
: presaiot s Upon their faces as they lis
'toned to th deafening din which was
weeping th earth.
Th water at the bioad mouth oi
the Colunbia river arose like wild
teed as they met the storm-driven
wave of th Pacifk and battled with
them for supremacy. Tbe combatting
- elements formed like a mountain rangu
along th bar, showing, with the rapid
ity of a 'kaleidoscopic view, peaks,
gulches and canyons as the waters rose
and clinched and then fell and divided
' for another attack.
Nataregare her picture additional
i grandeur by the coloring. The ap
proach of night through such a storm,
while there was still enough shaded
light to oast a lurid haze over the scene,
the mingling of tb blood-red waters of
the river with the green and white of
ocean streaked th whole with a hue
emblematic of contest and death.
Tb tide from the deep seemed to be
angered by th battle above their heads
and rot higher and higher, with a
power that mad the rock-bound
shores shake, to crush out the wild con
1 test between river and waves. The
spray dashed op even to the timber
bait above th beach, creating a fog on
the windows of th high-perched light
house that mad the newly lighted
'lamp appear dim, and the whole moun
tain rang along the coast to the north
quivered to It foundation while stay
ing; th mighty ruah of tb waters from
th ocean.
A group of fishermen stood at a point
on th shore of the bay. They were
'drenched to the akin, but they did not
-mind thla. They were mora intent
upon watching an object battling for its
life on the bar of the river. It was
the who had made the exclamations
given at th introduction of tbia chap
ter.
It was th severest storm for many
; year. They had been partially drawn,
practically thrown ashore in their crude
1 fishing boats by the receding waters
' from the conflict between ocean and
river. While anxious eyes watched
them from the windows of the fishing
village In th rear, which was wrapped
In th landatorm, they looked more
anxiously out to sea. Having been
handled ao mercilessly by the waters
which had apent their fury and were re
treating from the battle at the bar, they
trembled at the fate of an object which
they discovered in th center of the rag'
Ing conflict.
It tossed and leaped and rose and fell
like a wounded and bewildered animal
pierced by a bullet from some hunter's
rifle. Now on a peak, which shot up
like a rocket from the depths below;
now on the brink of a deep canyon
formed in th twinkling of an eyej now
on a narrow ledge pending over a deep
abyss, and then in the depths of i
. gulch, whose watery walls were crash
ing down upon it then it disappeared
from view I
"Down aha went!" said one fisher
man.
"All aboard were lost," said another
"She made a gallant fight," remark
ad a third.
"Seel She cornea to the surface
' again!" exclaimed the man who had
first spoken.
Th abip bad instantly appeared
again. But it writhed in the roaring
surf lik a atrkken serpent. It had
been a fin rigged sailing vessel, but
Bow it was a mere hull with part of a
deck and a few stumps of masts left.
It bad been th pride of a country and,
Ilk a brave aoldier wounded and dis
armed, it wae fighting the enemy even
In its dying gaapa.
It lunged thia way and that. One
Moment it careened on its side ; another
It stood on lta beam; then it reared op
lira an animal in desperation, and with
th agility of a cat regained its position
on a wild wave and rode it with a gal
lantry that charmed the fisherman.
Then loat for s a.oment it appeared
gain aa if it had been discharged from
on of Neptune's greatest guns sta
tioned on a moro of tbe deep.
"Bravo!" ahouted a fisherman.
"She deserves to live," said another
"But look!" shrieked a third.
The shattered vessel bad crossed the
bar and waa heading straight for Band
Island. Caught on the receding waters
ah was dragged mercilessly toward her
doom.
Th storm grew stronger in its fury
A it angry at th prolonged life of the
dismantled ihip, it gathered over the
pot wher it was msking it last feeble
fight to Hv. ' Tb slieet oi rain grew
thioker. th steady wind grew stronger,
th wave dashed together behind her
and reared high up into th air. Then
they broke apart and those receding
sent th vtasel on more rapidly. The
spray from th ocean and th sheets of
rain from IM Heavens lormeo. a veu
which obscured all lor a brief time,
Th fishermen stood lik statue for
few momenta. Night waa closing in.
ut for on brief instant ther waa
i0
glimmer from the departing day and the
men ashore saw th stranded vessel
standing with nose in the sand while
the victorious wavea were pounding
her at a rate that must soon break her
to pieces.
But to render aid to those aboard the
sinking ship was impossible. No
earth I v craft could live in such a
sea. Slowly and sadly the tollers of
the Colubmia wended their way to their
homes in the villaee wher they told
tbe story of tbe wreck.
CHAPTER II.
Age and Infancy Drift Ashore.
With the closing in of darkness the
storm abated. As if rebuked by the
deep shades of night it akulksd away
like a subdued trespasser. Only its
rumbling, disappearing footsteps ctuld
be heard in the distance.
But for the booming of old ocean
mad waves, who seemed to feel that she
had conquered all within her grasp and
was reaching out her arms for the sky
and rocks to catch all above and about
her, a stillness would hate prevailed
such as only exists in a calm after a
great storm.
The fishermen began to emerge from
their homes. The new of the terrible
fate of the ship and her crew had
spread about the village. While there
was none of those hardy fellows who
would dar the white-capped waves,
yet they could not sleep while succor
might be rendered in some manner.
Beacon lights were kindled upon the
hills along the shore and above the safe
landing places so that if any craft
should have survived the storm it
might steer for the place whre landing
did not mean certain death, though the
best was hazardous.
"More wood!" they shouted, as the
fires began to die down and in every di
rection spoctre-lik forms were seen
moving about like shadows among the
big trees that lined th hills near the
shore.
Others lined up near the water's edge
with ropes in band, and strained their
eyes and ears for a glimpse or a sound
that would direct them to a plaes
where humanity's most charitable act
could be bestowed.
But it was a night of work and vigi
lance without reward. No an object
was seen, not a sound heard save that
of the receding waters ss they returned
to the deep from which they came.
The sun shot above th horizon the
following morning with a flash. The
sky was as clear as a crystal. The
waters were as smooth on the bay as a
lawn. Only out on the bar did an oc
casional whitecap show its head.
The beach was soon lined with men,
women and children. Tbe smoldering
fires on the hillsides sent swirling
streams of white smoke straight toward
the heavens. The great trees above the
beach bad straightened their boughs
and no evidence remained of th battle
with the storm save the broken limbs
and the high pile of driftwood that
littered the shore.
un the approach oi newcomer a
first glance was cast out over th bay.
It was followed by a cloud of disap
polntment on his or her face. Sand
Island had claimed many victims and
another disaster was to be added to her
record.
Buried deep jnto her aands was the
hull of another' vessel. Only a few
stumps oi masts remained above the
wreck. Strain their eyes as they would
under tne Shadow ot tiieir Lands or
through their strongest glasses, not a
living ining could be discovered on or
about the remains of th vessel which
had made such a gallant fight the pre
vious day.
Suddenly a boat shot out from the
shore to the east. An involuntary hiss
escaped through the lips of the other
fishermen. It was old Seadog and his
boys. They Lad slept through the
night while others keptth beacon fires
burning. They were not now on a mis
sion ot oharity bent. They had gone
for plunder before.
But old Beadog had other motives in
view. His keen eyes had pierced deep
er into the storm the previous day
He had also been reading the marine
news, besides letters and newspapers
from a foreign land. Ha thought he
recognized the vessel's country, by the
vessel itself and had a motive for being
first aboard should his surmise be true.
On they dashed, propelled by the
skilled oarsmen, growing less and less
until like young jackals they lifted their
boat on the sands and climbed over in
to the hull of the stranded veesei.
The people began to break away in
small groups. They were silent but
old Seadog and his boys were con
demned in the mind of many. KtiU
they did not know the real motive that
prompted th land pirates.
The men scattered up and down the
beach that they might find whether any
evidence of the vessel or her crew had
drifted ashore. This had always been
their custom and amall boats and dead
bodies had often been found even ao
soon after great catastrophes.
In a few hours the searchers began
to return to the village empty-handed.
As they came each reported in turn
that nothing had been found. It had
been a severe storm, however, and
everything had probably been dashed
to pieces against the rocks about Cape
Disappointment, and the bodies of the
crew, they thought had been sent to
the bottom of the aea or were lashed to
the remnants ot th vessel wher all
must be dead. v
Tbe forward party which followed
the beach toward the ocean, and had
proceeded about a mil waa startled b)
a noise while climbing among the drift
wood in a little cove.
"A wharf rati" exclaimed on.
"No, a weasel," aaid another.
"It ia th voice of a human being, as
sure as you live!" ahouted a third,
who waa nearer th sound than the
others.
"On then," replied th man who
had first spoken.
Th members of th party all rushed
to the place from which the aound em
anated.
"Didn't I tell you?" aaid the man
who bad proclaimed it a human voice,
when be reached th place.
"Well. I told vou that it was
small human being, and it is," replied
the man who bad pronounced the cry
as coming from a wharf rat.
"It's male is old enough for you
remarked one of the fishermen.
"Yea. but he ia of little use now, he
ia dead," was th reply.
"Not much, see, he opens his eyes!
shouted one of them joyfully.
A gad picture, yet on that gave
pleasure to th fishermen, presented
itrelf. A short, stout old man, with
rrav bair and wbiskera. lay lashed to
a broken spar of a ship. He was
Drobablv tbre score and ten. The
spar lay upon bis rignt leg ana no
could not move. Had thia not been
the case h could never have relaesed
himself from the timber, for he waa
.-
numb and dazed, mora dead than liv
ing and th chords bad drawn deep in
to hia body. But in th aged man's
clasp. Ilk that of th dead, he held
clog to bis heart a crying infant.
CHAPTER III.
Old Seadog Rejoice.
Long before tbe old man and th
child were found, other fishermen had
launched their boats and had pulled out
on tb bay.
Some went to th fishtrap and oth
ers made straight across to th wreck.
But old Sesdog had prepared to go
aboard tb stranded vessel and to hold
it against all comers until h should
carry out bis plana. Firearms had
been secreted in his small boat before
leaving ahore and these wer trans
ferred to the wreck.
On of th boy waa left on guard
while the old man leading the others
went en a aearching tour of the ship,
They soon found that the vessel pos
sessed but little that was of value for it
had discharged its cargo at San Fran
cisco, and haJ come to the Columbia
for a return aonsignment.
But it was not wealth of the kind
that the world considers valuable that
old Seadog was looking tor, it was that
which would remove all cloud from the
title to hia own wealth.
It was while thua engaged In ran
sacking tbe unfortunate vessel that the
advance guard of the fishermen arrived
in their small boats. Old Seadog was
always first appealed to by bis sons be
fore action waa taken and the one on
guard called to hia father and Informed
him ot th approach of their neigh
bors. The old man rushed npon deck and
seizing a gun, he presented it and aaid:
"Upon your lives, come no closer,
men I Stop where you are and return
to your boats or I will shoot!"
"What right have you to the craft?"
asked th bolder of the party.
"The right of salvage men, the right
of salvage! W were first to board her
after she went aground," replied the
old man.
"Well, we will report you to the
law," shouted one of the fishermen aa
tbey left the place, some returning to
the village and others pulling for their
trapa further up the bay.
(To be continued)
Dug Into Wolfe Den.
An OkUihouan named Lawson bad
an unpleasant experience while visiting
hi brother-in-law, Milo Blodgett, who
lives near Adobe Walls in the Texas
panhandle. Lawsou went wolf-hunt-lug
alone. Next day hia horse waa
found aaddled, but without a bridle.
Blodgett summoned about thirty neigh
bors and began searching for Lawsou,
who was located after nearly a day'a
hunt Ills feet were sticking from tbe
top of a wolf den and about three feet
ot dirt rested on his body. Lawson
waa ao fastened that he could not ex
tricate himself.
He had dug down in the wolf den
about five feet on a slant in a manner
something like the entrance to a dug
out, then lay down in hia trench to
reach In after some coyote pups. He
caught one and threw it out and it is
supposed that tills frightened his horse,
which was tied to a bunch of bear
grass nenr the hole. The horse, making
a lunge, caused the banks to cave, the
dirt falling on the prostrate body of
the man, covering his body and bead.
The dirt caught him with his arms
stretched out in front so he could not
use them to much advantage, but he
managed to work his bands and shove
the dirt down the hole until his head
waa uncovered and he could get air
from the top. He lay In this position
from S o'clock Thursday afternoon till
10 o'clock Sunday morning. Kansas
City Star.
The Other Fellow' Job.
There's s craze among us mortals that Is
cruel hard to name,
Wheresoe'er you find a human you will
rind the case tbe same;
Tou may seek among the worst ef men or
seek among the best,
And you'll find that every person Is pre
cisely like the rest.
Each believes that his real calling la
along some other line
Than the one at which. he's working
take, for Instance, yours and mine.
From the meanest "me-too" creature to
the leader of the mob.
There's a universal Craving for "th eth
er fellow's iob."
Ther are millions ot positions In the
busy world to-day,
Each a drudge ta him who holds it, but
to him who doesn't, play;
Every farmer's broken-hearted that in
youth he missed his call,
While that same unhappy farmer Is the
envy of us all.
Any task you car to mention seems a
vastly better lot
Than the one especial something which
you happen to have got.
There's but one sure way to smother
Envy's heartache and her sob;
Keep too busy, at your own, to want
"the other fellow's job."
Success. .
w A Domestic Chef
Mrs. De Style (after giving her order
for dinner) Can you remember all that!
New Girl Sure, it's a French chef
yes think Oi am.
"It is our ordinsry company dinner.
Guests ar expected, you know."
"Wull, mum. Oi'll just make yea an
Olrlsh stew, an' thin yes can sort the
things out to suit y'rsilves, an' call thira
as many nose-crackin' French Barnes at
yea loike."
Laplanders hav been knowa to skat
a distance of 160 miles in on day.
Do aot fall to provide some means tar
fentilatlou during th sight.
f I HI
GOOD
i Short Q
i-i rsi r
torlcs !
!!
That sudden cabinet changes ar apt
to be confusing to th official of th
t ulted States in other parts of th
world la evident from a message re
ceived at th Navy Department from
Admiral Yates Stirling, of the Asiatic
squadron. Sine Paul Morton of Chi
cago, the new Secretary of th Navy,
waa sworn into office, som instruc
tions were sent Admiral Stirling, and,
with th usual brevltv of tb cable
code, "wer simply algned "Morton,"
tb last name of th Secretary. Ad
mirai Stirling answered promptly as
follows: "Instructions received; will be
carried out Who is Morton? Stirling."
In th "Realities of Irish Life." by
W. S. French, la this anecdote: "I hav
heard a story that upon on occasion
tbe Bishop of London asked the cele
brated actor, GaiTicklf he could ex
plain bow it waa that he and his clergy
failed to arrest th attention of their
audiences, although they preached v
sry Sunday of the realities of th world
to come, whil he (Garrick) filled
crowded houses with th most rapt
attention, although tbey knew perfect
ly well that all be waa aaylng wa fic
tion. Tbe reason ia very plain, my
lord,' replied Garrick, 'yon deal with
facta as if they wer fiction; I deal
with fiction aa if they wer facts. "
In Cuba, on night during th El
Caney affair, Gen. Law ton waa watch
Ing a lot of hia soldier file past, and
among them he noticed burly negro
corporal, six-footer, who, in addition
to two gun and two full cartridge
belta, waa carrying a dog. Th aol
dier to whom the extra gun belonged
waa limping alongside hia comrade.
Tb general halted the overloaded sol
uier. "Look here," h ald: "you
marched all night, fought all day, and
ar marching again." "Yea, aah," re
sponded tb negro. "Then," aaid Law-
ton, "why on earth ar yon carrying
that dog?" "Why, general," aaid th
negro, with a grin, "th dog' tired."
Jay Hambrldge, tb artist, apent
last summer In a sleepy New England
vlllng where the older inhabitants ar
opposed to anything modern. Ther
wua meeting of th hose company
one night, and on of th younger
members announced that ther was a
sum of money left in th treasury. Ha
suggested that a chandelier b bought
with it But at thla Junctur on of
the old Inhabitants slowly arose and
cleared his throat "I'll vot dead agin
any aucb fool plan to squander
money," h announced, firmly; "for
what'a the use of buyln' on of them
dcrn thing when It's likely there Isn't
any on in the hull company that
knowa how to play It?"
A Japanese youth, who obtained
situation with an English firm on trial,
waa asked by th cashier a few daya
after hia appointment to writ to n
customer who had been owing money
to th houa for a long time, and who
seemed to have no Intention of paying.
"Writ briefly and politely," aaid th
caahler, "but let him understand dis
tinctly that we eipct th money with
out rurtner delay." Th letter wa
written, and on th following day cam
a check for the amount du. The sur
prised caahler asked th new clerk to
ahow him a copy of th letter which
had been ao effectual. It ran thua:
"Dear Sir: If you do not send us at
one th money you ow us, w shall
b obliged to tak steps which will
cause you th utmost astonishment
Respectfully yours."
MUSTANGS ARE DYINQ OUT.
Hardy Western Poole Ar No Longer
Numerous on th Frontier.
Everyone who has lived on the fron
tier, especially In th aouthwert, will
feel a pang of regret at th announce
ment that th little muatang, or
broncho, la alowly but aurely passing
away. They wer popular with the
Western pioneers because they were
hardy, easily kept and cheap. Teia
ouc had scarcely any other horses
except mustangs and Choctaw ponlea,
but that pioneer age has passed.
Since the organization of the Texas
Stat Fair the horses, in common with
all other live stock In Texas, hav
greatly Improved." The fair Itself baa
been the principal factor and in
centive to the improvement of Texa
horses. In the earlier years of th as
sociation the heavier breed wer
largely exhibited there.
Then the heavy draft horses of th
Clydesdale, Norman and Percheron
tjpes were seen In large numbers. Of
lata years, however, the tendency
seems to be toward the lighter breed
mostly, such as Cleveland baya and
American trotter. Tb last-named
breed la particularly in favor in Txa
Just now.
It seem that th drain mad upon
our country for horses by the Spanish
American war and th war In th
Transvaal ta caused a dearth of de
sirable animals. Th demand for
"family horse" ta unusually good and
the energy of breedera seems to bo
now especially directed to high-bred
American trotters. It seems that this
class of horses Is paying the breeder
much better at present than any other.
Th large-sized trotter 1 eliciting
much Interest from th farmer as
well as from the town people. Many
farmers ar buying them for breeding
purposes, seeing good money In this
highly popular class of how.
The sales of these animals are by
no means confined to Texas buycra
ither. They are being purchased by
horse fanciers In many parts of tha
Union for abroad aa wall as at home.
Many good salea of saddle and har
ness animals ar being made dally at
th fair.
Japanese Firemen.
With all his enterprise, th Japanea
d'.allkes to hurry. Firemen going to a
Are make th occasion a ceremonial
affair. With their beautiful uniforms
th companies march and counter
march and danc In leisurely state, no
matter how serious th Br may be,
some inan carrying palls and ladders,
but more bearing banner, a if flames
could be extinguished by a display of
magnificence.
First National Bank Hood River, Or.
Cap:ul fully paid up. $25,000.00.
Surplus,
OFFICERS
F. 8. Stanley, Vice President.
DIRECTORS
Robert Smith, President.
Robert Smith
F. a.
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HOOD RIVER, OREGON.
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Regular Rates, $1.25 to $2.50 per day.
Sbecial Rates by Week or Month.
Stages leave daily for Cloud Cap Inn during July, August and September.
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Also, all the standard varieties of apple trees. Can
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H
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STEANAHANS & BAGLEY.
Horses bought, sold or exchanged.
Pleasure parties can secure first-class rigs. Spe
cial attention given to moving Furnltur
and Pianos.
We do everything horses can do.
HOOD RIVER, OREGON.
MARKET
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GEO. P. CROWELL,
Successor to I. L. Smith,
Oldest Established Hotue In tlie Taller.
DEALER IN
Dry Goods, Groceries,
Boots and Shoes,
Hardware,
Flour and Feed, etc.
This old-establisbed house will con
tinue to pay cash for all its goods; it
pays no rent; it employs a clerk, but
does not have to divide with a partner.
All dividends are made with customers
in the way of reasonable price.
Lumber
Wood,
Posts, Etc.
Davenport Bros.
Lumber Co.
Have opened an office in Hood River.
Call and get prices and leave orders,
which will be promptly filled.
B'
OX TON BARBER SHOP
L. C. HAYNES, Paor.
The place to get an easy shave, an up-to-date
hair cut, and to enjoy the luxury of a poreelaln
bath tub.
HE O.'k. BARBER SHOP
Russell & Keen, Propt. Between J. E. Rand'i
and E. C. Wright's. Btrlctlv first cltsl. Satli-
factlon guaranteed.
MILWAUKEE NURSERIES
We have 60,000 Yellow Newton Pippin and
Bjillzenberg Apple Treea, alao a general va
riety of Fruit Trees for sale for the coming
season, and we are going to sell them at
reasonable prices.
Our Trees are first-class and True to Name.
Grafted on whole roots, with scions care
fully selected from some of tbe best bear
ing oiohards in Hood Klver Valley.
Bend for prices to
MILWAUKEE NURSERIES
Milwaukee, Oregon
F. E. STRANG N. B. HARVEY.
Local Agent Proprietor
ARRIVAL AND DEPARTURE OF MAILS.
HOOD RIVER.
The poitofflce Is open dally between Sam.
ai d 7 p. m. ; Sunday irom 12 to 1 o'clock. Mails
for the East close at 11:70 a. m., 8:2up. m. and S
p m.; for the West at 2:40 p. m. ana? p.m.
ilia carriers on K. V. D. routes No. 1 and No.
2 leave the nostollice at 8 :30 daily. Mail leaves
For Mt. Hood, daily at 12:00 m.; arrives.
10:20 a.m.
For Chenoweth, Wash., at 7:30 a. m. Tues
days, Thursdays and Saturdays; arrives same
days at 6 p. m.
ioi Underwood, Wash., at 7:30 a. m. Tues
days, Thursdays and baturdays; arrives same
days at 6 p.m.
For White Salmon, Wash., daily at 2:46 p, m.:
arrives at 11 a. m.
WHITE SALMON.
For Hood River daily at a a. m.; arrives at
1:45 p.m.
. For Husum, Trout Lake and Ouler, Wash.,
daily at 7 :80 a. m. ; arrives at 12 m.
For (Jlenwood, uilmer and Fulda, Wash.,
daily at 7 :U0 a. m. ; arrives at i p. m.
Forl'inetiat and Snowden, . Wash., at 11:80
a. m. Tuesdays and Saturdays: arrives same
days, 10:30 a. m.
For Binr en, Wash., dally at i:U p. m.: ar
rives at 8:46 a. m.
PJ7
Oregon
Shot Line
Union Pacific
AMD
DBPABT 1 TIME SCHEOUUI .-., -Potllind,
Or. A"'T1
Chicago fait Lake, Denver, Uf.as
Portland Ft. Worth.Omaha,
Special Kansas City, St.
f:wa. m. Louu.ChicagoanJ
via East.
Enntlugton.
Atlantis Bt. Paul Fast Mali. U!ta,as
Xx press
S:li p.m.
via
Huntington.
St Paal Atlantis KiyrsM. Mia. as.
Fast Mail
(iOOp.aa.
tpekane
70 HOURS
PORTLAND TO CHICAGO
No Change of Cars.
Lowest Rates. Quickest Tin.
OCEAN AND RIVER SCHEDULE
FKOM POKTLANO.
IM p.aa. All sailing dates 1:0 a.
subject to change
For Saa Franelsee
Sail every day -
Dally Cehimela Slier S 00 a.m.
Xx. Sunday Iteaaiere. Kz. (under
teon.ni.
Saturday Te Astoria and Way
M:SB . m. Landings.
lita.m. WHIaaieHe aiver. ISO am.
"on., Wed. Tuas , Ta
aad FrL Salem, Indepen- isV
dence, Corrallla
and way landings.
' T :00a.m. Yankinilver. 4:90 a. m.
toes.. Thur. Hon wTi,
sad. Sab Oregon City, Dayton awiFrL
and way landings.
Ly.Rlparta Oaks River. Lv.Lewtsta,
e.-osa-m. $08 a. aa.
Bally eio.pt Rlperla te Lewlaton 'Daily exee
8'u"1' - J Friday
A. L. CRAIG,
Genera Fejeenter
T. J. KLNN AIRD, Agent, Hood RiVer.