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Told by the Pioneer's - Washington Secretary of State

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<strong>Told</strong> <strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong> Pioneers<br />

rocks, <strong>the</strong> women all getting on <strong>the</strong> opposite side to trim <strong>the</strong> craft, so<br />

that when she came up to <strong>the</strong> rocks we were all ready with our poles<br />

to keep her from hitting <strong>the</strong> rocks. We had to stand <strong>the</strong>re about four<br />

hours and hold her <strong>of</strong>f those rocks before <strong>the</strong> wind lulled enough so<br />

that we could drop down to a place where we could land. Vve finally<br />

landed and lay <strong>the</strong>re <strong>the</strong> rest <strong>of</strong> that day and night. About ten o'clock<br />

<strong>the</strong> next day it calmed down and we again loaded up and started out.<br />

That evening we passed <strong>the</strong> boys with <strong>the</strong> cattle. They called and<br />

told me that my man had left and that I would have to come and tend<br />

to my cattle myself or <strong>the</strong>y would have to leave <strong>the</strong>m. That was bad<br />

news for me, for I was so weak that I could hardly walk. But I went<br />

ashore and started on with <strong>the</strong> cattle, getting along better than I had<br />

expected. We drove on down to where we had to ferry across <strong>the</strong> Columbia<br />

river. After some delay and hard work to get <strong>the</strong>m on to <strong>the</strong><br />

boat, we got across to <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r side, and finally got down to <strong>the</strong> Cascades<br />

where I found <strong>the</strong> remainder <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> party that came down on <strong>the</strong><br />

boat. My bro<strong>the</strong>r was not expected to live. I went to him and found<br />

him in a dying condition. He lived until next morning when, at about<br />

two A. M., on <strong>the</strong> sixteenth day <strong>of</strong> October, he died. This was ano<strong>the</strong>r<br />

hard duty to perform, but we had to make <strong>the</strong> best <strong>of</strong> it. So Mr.<br />

Scott and myself went down to an old mill and got some lumber and<br />

made a box. We buried him at <strong>the</strong> graveyard at <strong>the</strong> Cascade Falls on<br />

<strong>the</strong> Columbia river.<br />

'Ve <strong>the</strong>n put our wagons toge<strong>the</strong>r and loaded up our plunder and<br />

went about six miles to <strong>the</strong> steamboat landing at <strong>the</strong> lower end <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

falls. There we met a gentleman <strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong> name <strong>of</strong> Stephens, who had<br />

brat up a scow load <strong>of</strong> vegetables for <strong>the</strong> benefit <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> emigrants. We<br />

made arrangements with him to take our wagons and family and<br />

plunder to Portland. We again unloaded our stuff, took our ,vagons<br />

apart, loaded <strong>the</strong>m on <strong>the</strong> boat and started <strong>the</strong>m again <strong>by</strong> water to<br />

Portland. I, with some o<strong>the</strong>rs, started on <strong>the</strong> trail with <strong>the</strong> remains<br />

<strong>of</strong> our teams. The boat arrived some time during <strong>the</strong> day <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

twenty-second <strong>of</strong> Odober on <strong>the</strong> east side <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> 'Villamette river,<br />

where East Portland now stands. 'Ve camped <strong>the</strong>re that night and<br />

<strong>the</strong> next day I went over to Portland to look for a house. I looked all<br />

•<br />

over <strong>the</strong> place (and <strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong> way, that did not take me long for <strong>the</strong>re<br />

were not more than twenty houses in <strong>the</strong> place) but I could find nothing<br />

but an old shed which had an old dirt fireplace in it and one side<br />

all out to <strong>the</strong> commons. I secured it and moved over that night. We<br />

rarried what little stuff we had upon our backs, made our bed down<br />

On <strong>the</strong> dirt floor without sweeping. This was <strong>the</strong> first ro<strong>of</strong> that we<br />

had been under for seven long months. I presume you think that we<br />

had a good night's sleep, but far from it! We had got to our journey's<br />

end, but we <strong>the</strong>n just began to realize our situation. Here we were<br />

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