The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1877-06-22
EDITORIAL coRRBsPoNnENoE.
EAR READERS OF THE NEW NORTHWEST:

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we're ashamed Of it. Looking back
through thirty odd years of active effort,
we see the first foundation of all the
apologies we've ever been compelled to
make for periodical attacks of illness.
Nobody has auy business to be sick,
and everybody who lays foundations for
recurring fits of illness by
overwork, and fails to eschew further
abuse of vitality in the same direction,
ought to be put in a straight jacket.
We first "broke down" at the age of
seven by gathering fax from blue
grass lawn, under the vigilant eye of an
honored grandfather, who kept our
youthful spine in q bent position by |
vigorous reminders of duty from morn
ing till night, one day, under the old
time impression that children never
need tools to work with, Gf they happen
to be girls), and never need rest under
any conditions. A common garden
rake in our puny hands on that occasion
would have saved US years of subsequent
suffering.
Then, when we were nine, we sodded
the paternaI door-yard with blue grass,
a job requiring the strength of man;
yet we never knew till many years of
womanhOod's experience had come to
teach US wisdom that our constantly
recurring periods of illness through a
life of active toll could be traced to
early periodic Overwork. But the fact
remains, and hence this apology. The
constant effort upon our part in later
years to sustain the finances of our mis-
sion brings US down with fits of illness
every week or two. Then we lay by
and rally, and in few days, well, (but
not sound, as the sequal proves, we sally
forth again, greeted everywhere with,
"How well you look" to which We re-
spond, "Never hetter," and on we strug-
gle till suddenly we are i'll again, and
then our calculations fail, and we're
ashamed of overwork and the conse-
quent failure that comes of it. At the
present writing, with arrangements all
made for trip to Albany, we are sud-
denly prostrated; and yet, before these
words shall greet the reader, the writer,
who pens them on a couch of suffering,
will be again in the lecture field. If de-
linquents and friends in general would
only rally as they should to the finan-
cial support of the NEW NORTHWEST
for one short month, till its worn-out
field editor could gain a little perma-
nent strength, perhaps fewer apologies
would be necessary.
Sudden illness deprived our readers OF
/ the benefit of Commencement exercises
of all kinds in Forest Grove and Salem
and, though We rallied and made a
flying visit of a business character to
both places Immediately after, taking a
peep at Cornelius and another at Hills
borO, in the meantime, the fatigue oI
the Pioneer Reunion, and the business
cares for the Peoples Paper that accom-.
panied US through its exercises, have
again prostrated us and set us to moral.
izing afresh upon the iniquity of over.
work.
AS we lie here, in our own cosy cham.
ber, thinking of these things, and max
ing crooked hierOglyphics to puzzle the
typos, we recall many incidents which
our brain had chronicled for the reader.
use, which are now presented to our fe
vered vision like the broken images il
a cracked kaleidoscope.
We remember a reception with the
Grangers at the Chemeketa Hotel in Sa
lem; also a visit to the Willamett,
University and the Medical College, de
scriptioAs g.. al of which were crowded
from these columns by sudden illness
which, like the present attack, sent u
home and to bed until the serial story
time for being written came, and ex
hausted further effort till after the pape
had gone to press.
A temporary rally at home, and thel
the visit in Forest Grove before ALLUDED
to, where we met old friends and rela
tives after year of absence with tina
feeling of half joy and half pain whicl
you realize when the mind and bod,
are in different places. Since last w
had seen our fathers house in Oregon
we had visited the old homestead il
Illinois, and retrospect of voices, days
and scenes departed kept us voiceles
company. Forest Grove in vacation is
very different place from Forest Grove il
, school. During the latter periods she i
a restless urchin, alive alike to the ad
monitions of dina Mater and the fasci
mating allurements of fashion and fun
During the former spell she is babe
: asleep upon the peaceful bosom of tn
, earth h-mother, who smiles in benignan
complacency upon the child of her fos
, tering care. Business languishes her
at this season, aud everybody leave
, town who can, yet our friends Hexte
and Hinman sustain comfortable trad
in general merchandise, Mr.. Hughe
, deals largely in farming implements
| Mr.. Myers dispenses drugs, DIR. Bowlb
4 practices the healing art, Mrs. BufOr
= keeps up her millinery, Mrs. Gran
? makes dresses as of yore, and Mrs. Sloa
= excels, as usual, in keeping hOte
] Fields, gardens, and orchards are bul