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About The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933 | View Entire Issue (March 1, 1917)
VOL. XXVIII HOOD RIVER, OREGON, THURSDAY, MARCH 1, 1917 No. 40 Burpee's Seeds Grow The most complete assort ment we have ever shown from this world famous grower, is now on display and at growers' prices, with permit to exchange or return your over purchase. Our stock of Spencer Sweet Peas include the latest novelties. Crockery, China, Glassware Broken lines in thousands of choice pieces at prices be low factory cost. Your china closet can be restocked at small outlay by taking ad vantage of this less than one-half price. No Trading Stamps But All bills subject to 57c cash discount or 2 if accounts are paid at end of the month. Stewart Hardware " We are selling Schillings Best Line with a Money Back guarantee if you are not satisfied after using them. Kaesser's Grocery of E. E. KAESSER, Proprietor No stopping! Bean Threadless Ball Valves can be opened up and every part removed in less than 2 minutes and any valve can be flushed in a few seconds All without stopping the engine, without lower ing the pressure, without drawing the liquid from the pump! All valves are large metal balls no threads what ever in valve seat a patented feature found only in the Bean. Seats are reversible a new valve ina jiffy, without expense. No regrinding of valves or chopping out the threads in the valve case as in other machines. Saves time. Saves money. Saves profanity. Sprays when you want it to spray. . "BEAN" POWER SPRAYERS THE 10-POINT Has nine other big money and time saving fea tures. We'll be glad to explain all about them, and the complete line of "Bean" hand and power sprayers and appliances. c d. Mcdonald, Agt 3rd & Cascade Sts., Hood River, Oregon Prices on Garden Tools & Ranch Tools And steel goods generally are high. But our contracts were in excess of the year's needs, so we are able to of fer prices that show a large saving. A wonderful line or orchard tools. Furniture Is always odd if desir able and this department is overloaded with goods at prices we can never hope to repeat. The best bargains welhave been able to .offer in years. & Furniture Co. Grocery Quality Phone 3192 SPRAYER V,vil?'.' I 11 i kEXALL WHITE PINE AND TAR. MENTHOLATED COUGH SYRUP For Colds and Grippe Guaranteed to give satisfaction or your money will be cheerfully refunded. Kresse Drug Co. THE REXALL STORE '. Come in and Hear the Latest January Records Eastman Kodaks and Supplies Victor Vic trolasand Records $15 to $400 REXALL COLD TABLETS m W x -JPT STRONG BOXES PROVIDED at LOW RATES FOR THE SECURITY OF VALUABLE PA PERS AND OTHER PROPERTY OF CUSTOMERS First National Bank Hood River, Oregon Member of Federal Reserve System JUST ARRIVED! A new line of samples, including ail the latest designs in Tweeds, Worsteds and .Cheviots. Come in and look them over. - MEYER, The Tailor 108 Third Street Groceries of Quality Prompt service and satisf aciion for our patrons. These are some of the things that we incorporate in the principles of our business. We invite your better acquaintance during the year, 1917. ARNOLD GROCERY CO. Orchard Must 36.90 acres, Willow Flat, deep soil, 30 acres bear ing, best varieties, good bungalow and barn. Will bear close investigation. $300 an acre-Think of It??? This place sold for $21, 600 four years ago. Chance of a lifetime. Act quickly. Phone or address owner. L P. BRUCE, 211 Lumber Rubber Stamps REXALL CHERRY BARK COUGH SYRUP REXALL GRIPPE If KM be Sold Quick Exch. BIdg., Portland AT THE GLACIER OFFICE A SKETCH OF INDIANGEORGE AGE OF OLD INDIAN IS UNKNOWN Patriarch of Mid-Columbia Will No Longer Foretell the Weather George an Honest Beggar A feeble link in the chain of time, a nondescript old man to the curious but withal a relic and a reminder of days when the redman, unrestrained by cus toms or conventions of the white, took salmon from its streams and hunted the deer of its rangesides of the great Northwest, Indian George Chinadere is a familiar figure on the streets of Hood River. Everybody knows Georee and everybody man, woman and child greets him, and George replies in his gutteral, Chinook jargon. 1 he old patriarch is pointed out to visitors, and no small number of sto ries, pure fiction, have originated from the imaginings of local dreamers, and in some of them George has played the part of a bold runner, an Indian hero who travel sea wide distances to warn early settlements and prevent the mas sacre of white friends by his fellow braves, while in other yarns George, himself, is pictured as having wielded with the blood lust a vigorous scalping knife. George never did either. It is likely that the nearest real warfare he ever was was in 1856, when the Klicki tats made war on the whites, drove settlers from the north side of the Columbia and perpetrated the historic massacre of the Cascades. The age of Indian George Chinadere is not known. Oeorge, himself, does not know. Some say that he has passed the 95 mark, while others declare that he cannot be more than 80. No correct estimate can be made from a study of his face, for ten years it has been the same seamed, leathery visage, for all the world like the upper of an old dis carded russet boot. One eye is almost visionless.and the lid has drooped shut. The other, though puny with the rheum of old age, flares with a hidden spark when George talks of the good old times of long ago, as all old men and women like to do, when Nature was more generous and when his body was supple and strong enough to arouse the admiration of the Boston Man. George was born, according to old settlers, at The Dalles, but when he was still a very small child his parents removed to the Dog River tribal en campment, now the environs of Hood River. The father was a Nez Perce while his mother was a Wbbco maiden. George was not more than eight or nine years old, if his present age is 80, when the hrst permanent settlement of white people made here by the fam ily of Nathaniel Coe. Other frontier families soon followed, and the little handful of local Indians, the women laundreses and housegirls and the men field hands, became servants of the pi oneers. Thus, according to authentic fact, George was never a warrior bold. But the old man today has won two distinct achievements. He has become known as Hood River.s most astute and consummate beggar and a weather prophet in disrepute. His white friends rather than the Indian himself, should be blamed for the latter notori ety. George is an adept at answering leading questions, and it is likely that a keen interviewer might make him predict a winter as balmy as sping time within an hour after some other had elicited the information that a snow two squaws deep would soon be piling up in the canyons of the Mid Columbia. Through this process George was made to predict last summer as lacking the season of usual warmth, and it was declared that he foretold the abnormal snowfall of last winter. Last fall George was again called on to announce his prognostications. Some hunter had just killed an alleged fat bear, and the aged Indian was asked if that did not again denote deep snow. Noses for news scented the trail and in less than a month Indians in all Mid-Columbia points had been made to predict another siege from the forces of old King Boreas. Instead of ice blockades, pussy willows have flaunted a welcome to robins and blue birds, and Indian George Chinadere has been made to bear the brunt of the en tire series of faulty weather forecasts. But Georee's fame as a beggar re mains supreme. His tactics might form a study in diplomacy. He goes about his work with a grace, and he can abstract a quarter of a dollar from the Durses of Hood River folk with such skill, that the donor is made to feel glad of the privilege. The writer will never foreet his in traduction to Indian George. He had been at work a week learning the in tricacies of small town newsgathering on the Hood River Glacier and was one day engaged in transcribing his notes into readable copy for the compositors when the old Indian shuffled in at the office door. "Stuckings," was the one word he emitted. From his inflection the word might have been a request or a ques tion. I accepted the latter version and reasoned that he wanted to see a man named "Stuckings." I told the old man that nobody by that name was at work here. Then he pronounced tne one word again and it was clearly meant that an interrogation point end ed it. From my silence and the be wilderment of my expression, George perceived that I did not understand. He did not waste any words, but with a dirty forefinger pointed to a protrud ed foot, and then I comprehended that he wanted stockings. Hoping to do the old man a service I explained that he was in a newspaper office, and went to the door to direct him to a dry goods ! store. It was then that he made an I eloqrent appeal to me for money with which to buy some stuckings. l iouna ! mvself searching for a quarter, and J George soon possessed the coin. He ! pronounced some benediction in Chi : nook and in words of most profound I self-pity said as he left me, "Hole in Indian George's stuckings two vears." j When I told of the episode to some one I was reminded that Indian George ! would be a frequent caller, and the i warning was true, for he soon reap Ipeared. the next time to learn my name, find my credentials and get well acquainted. He probably wished to put me on his permanent list of bene factors. Yet. with all of his begging. George has the reputation of always having been scrupulously honest In pioneer days, David Parmenter. West Side rancher, became a creditor of the In dian, having sold him hay for his horses. lhe indebtedness dragged along, but George always said, "Injun pay' and true to his word he appeared one day with a handsome buckskin worth far more than the provender, a cheap commodity of those days, and throwing it down in front of the ranch er, refused to any change. Indan George might today be worth a snug sum of money if he had been thrifty. He was the recipient of an allotment of land at the Simcoe Indian reservation,and for many years he was regularly paid a neat remittance, fol lowing sale of the land. But George was liberal and gave freely of his gains to other Indians. It is said that he still has balance of $200 due from the government, the money being held Back for an indefinite period because of some governmental red tape. George toaay gets nis life a necessities partly as a county charge and partly as being the ward of a number of pioneer fami lies. He does not be now as indis criminately from every one as on for mer years, but limits his alms asking from his old time friends. Mrs. Alma Howe, a pioneer of the valley, today owner of Cottage Farm summer resort, has probably been the best friend the . Mid-Columbia Indians ever had. For years George has made weeiuy pilgrimage u ner place to seek advice, food or the gift of money. Mrs. Howe tells some amusimr inci dents connected with the visits of the old redman. "Several years ago," says Mrs. Howe, "Gorge came to me at the be ginning of winter and asked me if I would take care of his herd of three ponies until spring time. Thinking that the reply would rid me of him I told him that 1 had no one to look after the animals. 'Oh, that's all right,' he said, "George come and live with you and care for ponies." On another occasion Georee was successful in borrowing 30 cents from Mrs. Howe. On the next visit follow ing the financial transaction, his bene factor asked him how he had spent the money. "Oh.'Iburymy brother," he said. Mrs. Howe was skeptical and pressed for an explanation. George told her that he had spent five cents for nails and 25 cents for lumber. It was then that Mrs. Howe per suaded the old man to invest some of a land allotment remittance in the purchase of a lot at Idlewilde cem tery. The old man is very proud of that plot of ground, before a. great many moons have passed to become his last resting place. Religiously he keeps the sod rogued clean of weeds. It is rather a pathetic sight to see the old, half blind relic of aborignal days, as he kneels on his memaloose ground, perhaps, as he mutters in his jargon, saying some prayer to the Great Sipirt and asking him to hurry the time of tne transition of his soul from the mundane sphere to that of the Happy nunting u round. George's religion is a peculiar com posite of pagan superstitution of the Indian and the faith of the Catholic and Methodist It is said that he has bee baptised in the Catholic church, and he sometimes visits the local Franciscan chapel. At such moments as he is made to feel the existence of an omnipotent being, he will make the sign of the Cross. But when win ter days come George devotes all of his allegiance to the Methodist church. A pew has been given him at the As bury church, and he sometimes attends Sunday school. During the past win ter, however, George has sought the basement of the church on Sundays, and while the services were in prog ress he might have been found enjoy ing moments of supreme luxury on a stool in front of the furnace. George has been married three times. and although he has become a con firmed misogonist in his old age, he forgot his hatred for the gentler sex last spring. A little Indian maiden took his eye. Before proposing, how ever, he asked the advice of Mrs. Howe. "Little girl can sew and cook for old Injun," he said, but when his benefactor frowned on such philander ings for a beau four score years of age, he reached the decision that Bhe was right, and the subject was for gotten. Last summer Indian George worried unnecessarily over the right of an Indian to hsh. r rom some source he had garnered the idea that an Indian's right to the-streams had been revoked. He called on District Attorney A. J. Derby, whose advice was sufficient to set the old man's mind free, but George desired confirmation of the attorney's opinion, and he joumeved out to the Cottage Farm of Mrs. Howe. Before he announced his mis sion, he produced a roll of crinkled papers, yellow from age, and proffered them to Mrs. Howe. N'You law maker. Missy Howe." said the old man. "see if that tell Iniun he can fish and hunt." Mrs. Howe examined the paper to find it an original treaty made with the Warm Springs Indians by the United States Government It was signed in 1869 by Andrew Johnson. The treaty gave the Indians an unlim ited right to hunt and hsh. Mrs. Howe has since asked old George for the treaty, but he has acted as though he didn't comprehend what she meant. bhe thinks he returned the document to Indians at the Warm Springs reaer vation. H. L. Howe, city recorder of Hood River at the present time, was a pioneer teacher of the Pine Grove school. Mr. Howe was accustomed to ride to and from his school on a ponv. an unfortunate characteristic of which was to become extremely wild after having been allowed to run overnight in the pasture. "The pony was the gentlest of beasts if kept tn the stable," says Mr. Howe, "but after a night in the open, I usually had to call on several neigh bors to assist me in catching him. One Monday morning, after the pony had been ranging on a 20 acre pasture over the week end. I went out to catch him and ride to school. He was wilder than usual, and after running till school time, I gave up in disgust and very anarry. 'I'll kill you. you fool horse,' I cried. I hadn't noticed that I had an audience, but no sooner had I uttered these words than some one seized me by the arm. It was Indian George, who had probably been inter estedly watching me. ' "Give um Injun tail," ' he said. He had taken my angry words liter ally. He stated that he wanted the pony's tail to make a hair rope." The recent jokes that have been passed at George's expense have some how reached the ears of the old man. He no longer cares to be joshed about (Continued on Five fage) NOVEL ,ft)T0R TRIP ENJOYED NEW RAIL AUTO MAKES TRIAL TRIP From Snog Interior of Unique Vehicle Men See Hood River Valley In vested in Snow Garments 1 Aboard the recently purchased sec ond rail automobile of the Mount Hood Kailroad Co.. out on its trial trio over the valley line, a party of local men Tuesday of last week were privileged to participate in one of the most unioue joy rides any of them had ever experi enced. With a summer sun shinincr. a motor car trip over the highways of the val ley is always a pleasant diversion, but the usual journey over valley roads if not entirely out of the question, would have been at least chacterized by dis comforts for passengers and driver last week, for two days, much of the snow melting as it fell, a sugar snow had been prevailing over the mid-Columbia district, and while this precipi tation rendered overland roads ex tremely difficult of negotiation the changes it had wrought in the land scape of the scenic Apple Valley pre sented scenes that members of the rail auto party will not soon forget. lhe sugar snow, big flaked and clinging like floury paste to everything it touched, covered the entire earth's surface and every bit of investing veg etation and foliage. Telephone ami telegraph wires had become suspended cables of whiteness. While the under branches of firs and pines, in contrast with the blanket of white, seemed a darker green than usual, every bough was bent with its burden of ahdesive snowflakes. The hut of the laborer- and the grander residence of the orch ardist, all were covered with the "beautiful. Although most of the occupants of the comfortable, coachlike automobile were familiar with the Hood Kiver valley from hundreds of trips over the rail line as well as overland journeys, none of them knew that landscape of last week, lhe journey from here to Parkdale, beginning at an elevation of 101 feet and ending at an altitude of 1,700 feet, was like a trip of explora tion through an unknown land. One. of the members of the party compared the snow covered valley to a fairyland, and, indeed, the white robed clumps of Oregon grape and scrub pines had the appearance of elfins on parade. For a rare 10 minutes, when the big rail motor car was stopped at the Parkdale station, the sun dispersed the snow clouds and the earth s surface and scintillating branches of trees took on an incomparable brilliancy. ISut the day.excpet at rare intervals. was one of steady snowfall. As the big vehicle, its 45 horsepower engine chugging along with a merry song, hastened over the line of steel rails the huge flakes of sugar snow piled up on every hand. To a pedestrain the velocity of a prevailing southwest wind was scarcely perceptible, but the breeze became a hurricane in the face of the car, and the wet snowflakes piled up to a half inch depth on the front of the machine, and the chauf feur, Albert Shere, found it necessary frequently to wipe away the deposit, in order that he might see the track ahead. The snow flurries, however, in no way effected the comfort of the car's passengers. The chassis and machinery of the powerful machine, which will carry in comfort 26 passengers, are from a White truck. A four wheeled pony truck has been placed 'under the front of the car. while large flanged drive wheels conduct the car swiftly over the rails. The body, with its seats and central aisle in every way like a comfortable railway coach, was constructed in Seattle. The car was assembled in Portland bv the White company and with members of the State Kaiiway Commission and prom inent O.-W. R. & N. officials aboard, was brought here by its own power over the O.-W. line. It is stated that the new method of transportation has suggested itself favorably to O.-W. officials, and it is predicted that simi lar cars will be in service on that line in the near future, offering tourists a convenient and comfortable method of seeing the sights of the Columbia river gorge. lhe Mount Hood company purchased its first rail auto last spring. It was then planned to operate the vehicle only for the summer tourist traffic to Upper Valley resorts. But so successful was the passenger business that the ma chine has been making a regular sched ule between here and Parkdale all win ter. In fact the old car could not ac commodate all passengers, and both machines will, it is thought, handle capacity loads the coming usmmer. Mount Hood Lodge and other Upper Valley points, too, are becoming al most as popular in the winter months, because of the excellent sports, skiing and snowshoeing, offered, as during the summertime. It had been planned on the trin to have moving pictures made of the Hood river gorge, which for a great distance the valley line parallels, and of Mount Hood, lhe weather, however, pre vented, and W. A. Van Scoy, a Port land movy photographer, who was a member of the party, was unable to take any pictures. The guests of the railroad company aboard the car on its trial trip were escorted at Dee through the big mill of the Oregon Lumber Co. The ma chines of the big plant which has a daily capacity of 175,000 feet, are driven by individual electric motors, generated both by a water turbine and a steam turbine, the latter having been recently installed. Both the water power turbine, turned by the stream of the Hood river, and the steam turbine have an 850 horsepower capacity. Either of them is capable of driving the mill's machinery. The latter was installed recently in order that the big mill might be driven at full capacity in seasons of low water. The Mount Hood Railroad Co., for- x merly carrying its passengers from Parkdale and way stations on its steam train, operated on a single round trip daily between here and the Upper Val ley terminus, has stimulated friendli ness among its patronage by the new rail auto service. At all points Tues day the new car was greeted by crowds of enthusiastic citizens. The personnel of the party carried on (Continued on Four Page) "5 i r-7
