Told by the Pioneers - Washington Secretary of State
Told by the Pioneers - Washington Secretary of State
Told by the Pioneers - Washington Secretary of State
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<strong>Told</strong> <strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Pioneers</strong><br />
In <strong>the</strong> fall <strong>of</strong> 1865 a man <strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong> name <strong>of</strong> John Miller wanted me to<br />
go with him to <strong>the</strong> mouth <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Colorado River, where <strong>the</strong> sea otter<br />
were more plentiful and <strong>the</strong> water was smoo<strong>the</strong>r to shoot on. Miller<br />
wanted to start a little store and have me hunt sea otter. He thought<br />
we could make a fortune in a few years, so I concluded to go. 'Ve were<br />
to meet in Portland in three weeks. I wanted to visit my folks in Oregon<br />
and he to get ready to go. I went to Portland to meet Miller. I<br />
got a letter from him saying he had been disappointed in not getting<br />
his money and could not go, so I gave up going and went back up to<br />
Salem to <strong>the</strong> Oregon <strong>State</strong> Fair.<br />
While at <strong>the</strong> fair I concluded to rent a farm and try farming. So<br />
I rented <strong>the</strong> "Widow Cooper's farm and stock, four miles west <strong>of</strong> Monmouth<br />
in Polk County, Oregon, and on December 24th, 1865, I married<br />
:!\linervia .Tane Cooper. In <strong>the</strong> spring <strong>of</strong> 1867 we moved to Jackson<br />
County, Oregon, and located on <strong>the</strong> desert, twelve miles east <strong>of</strong><br />
Jacksonville, and went to work to make a home. I built a house and<br />
barn and fenced in forty acres in <strong>the</strong> mountains.<br />
East <strong>of</strong> Jacksonville is where <strong>the</strong> Lost Cabin Gold mines were located,<br />
so it was believed <strong>by</strong> many. In <strong>the</strong> winter <strong>of</strong> 1868 a miner <strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
name <strong>of</strong> Ike Skeaters thought he had found <strong>the</strong> Lost Cabin mines, so<br />
he came down to <strong>the</strong> valley to <strong>the</strong> home <strong>of</strong> his bro<strong>the</strong>r-in-law, took him<br />
and two o<strong>the</strong>r friends and went back. I and my two bro<strong>the</strong>rs, Turner<br />
and Hugh, concluded we would trail <strong>the</strong>m and find <strong>the</strong> mine. So we<br />
took our guns and packs and struck out sou<strong>the</strong>ast until we got into <strong>the</strong><br />
foothills, <strong>the</strong>n we circled to <strong>the</strong> nor<strong>the</strong>ast to find <strong>the</strong>ir trail. It was<br />
snowing when we left home, and <strong>by</strong> <strong>the</strong> time we got ten miles in <strong>the</strong><br />
foothills <strong>the</strong> snow was ten inches deep.<br />
'Ve came to a place among <strong>the</strong> chaparral thickets where cougar<br />
tracks were so thick we could not track <strong>the</strong>m, so we scattered out to<br />
look for <strong>the</strong> cougar. I had not gone far till I saw one coming toward<br />
me. He stopped, looking at me, and when about sixty yards away I<br />
shot at it. The ball struck a bush and missed <strong>the</strong> cougar. At <strong>the</strong> crack<br />
<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> gun <strong>the</strong> cougar commenced to wave his tail and walk toward<br />
me. I loaded m~' gun in a hurry. Just as I was putting on a cap, <strong>the</strong><br />
cougar had come half way to me. My bro<strong>the</strong>r, Turn, had come up behind<br />
me and asked what I had shot at. Immediatelv mv bro<strong>the</strong>r looked<br />
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back and a cougar was following him. He turned and fired at it just<br />
as it jumped, and missed it. vVe looked around some more, but not<br />
wanting to lose too much time, we went on looking for <strong>the</strong> trail.<br />
About three 0 'clock we struck <strong>the</strong>ir trail on <strong>the</strong> north side <strong>of</strong> Antelope<br />
Creek going east. By this time <strong>the</strong> snow was over our knees. Before<br />
dark we came to <strong>the</strong>ir camp. vVe all went to work to build a fivecornered<br />
cabin. 'Ve built it sixteen <strong>by</strong> eighteen feet with a good shake<br />
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