The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1879-12-18


largely attended They were held in
the Baptist Church, aud called out the
leading citizens OF both sexes, many OF
whom have long been patrons Of the
Peoples Paper. The growth OF the
woman movement everywhere is most
cheering, aud is nowhere more notice
able than here. On every hand we are
greeted by friends aud helpers; aud
when, our mission ended, We depart for
Dayton on the hOmeward way, we carry
with Us the best wishes Of those whose
benison can never be forgotten.
Five n aud we are out in driving
snow-storm, aud of in the pitchy dark
ness. Somewhere, away in a sorrowful
plight" the beelouded moon is wander
ing, but gives no light to aid the
lacOnic driver, who compliments the
muddy roads in his peculiar vernseuiar,
which evOkes laugh In spite Of the un-
pleasant surroundings. There Is fel-
low passenger on board, total stranger,
who ventures, after a while, TO tell us
how he loves women in their place, Out
their place IS at home. To this we po-
litely make answer that we like men-
in their place-and they are never 50
much out Of IL as when debating about,
or commenting upon wOman's sphere,
OF which they know nothing. This
settled him for while, and we amused
outself in listening to the drivers quaint
talk TO the horses, aud his queer COM
ments on surrounding objects. His
fund OF humOr was as crisp as il was in-
exhaustible. When we reached the
first station the other passenger discov-
cred that he had lost his money some
where in the coach.
"Ye'd better take look after il I;
might need it in your business" said
the driver, dryly.
To enjoy the fun aud force Of that ex-
preston, the reader should have seen
that seedy and impeeuuiOus wayfarer
and noted his thinly-clad condition.
The purse was found, the team was
changed, and on we went, leaving the
hills adjoining the Palouse clothed 10 a
heavy coat Of snow, aud finding the
Snake River country, n few miles
further on, rejoicing in the verdure OF
Spring-time.
Ten o'clock, and Penawawa. Here
we meet George Reed aud wife, formerly
Of Albany, and our old friends, the
Cram family, who reside on a street
! pamad altar our nIgeura eatf in honor al
former visit. An hour spent in de-
lighted converse, aud we are of again,
our way leading through many miles OF
vacant and alluvial wales and fiat and
rolling uplands, that give US the land
fever badly.
Night at last shuts down upon us in a
heavy snow-storm, aud we are six miles
from Dayton, with all the good road be-
hind US. The snow comes down like a
blanket, and the wind rushes past like a
tornado. Horse or human cannot see
the road, which is full of holes, and as
mucky as the swampy everglades OF
Florida. We want to go home, but con.
clude to tarry till morning, so we hai
the first house where there is n light
aud find kindly shelter, sending word tC
: Dayton by the driver for team TO come
out for US in the morning. In Mr.. aud
Mrs. Getty, in whose hOspitable home
We find a snug retreat, we soon finJ
( friends who have known US for years by
) reputation; and we retire early to rest
) to listen to the bowling storm with in.
ward thanh fulness.
) At ten o'clock the next morning, aftel
) the storm had abated, and while the
5 snow lay thick upon the earth, Mr.
Heron came out from town with q
D team, aud we started for Dayton, ovel
E such road as one must see to appre
5 ciate. The rains aud thaws and loaded
I wagons and sidelong ridges had com
bined TO make muck and mire anC
e chuok-hOles and slOp-basins in the
J track, each Of which had tried 10 outdC
, the other in sIush and depth and slieki.
? ness and slipperyness. But, by dint oi
D careful driving, we got In without acci-
D dent, and, after day Of rest at a dear
eieteI-S , uotllti huu hu dBIttaule evening
; at the regular meeting Of the Dayton
) Literary Society, where wit and wisdom
2 are appropriately interblended, We took
, the stage for Waitsburg.
/ But this narrative would by no means
be complete should we omit an elegant
dinner which we attended on Monday,
on the occasion Of a. B. Gibsou's
thirty-seventh birthday. Mr.. Gibson is
one Of our pupils Of the auld lang syne,
and, though a bachelor, has a pleasant
home with his younger married brother
and fares better than any bachelor
ought, unless, like himself he deserves
good treatment on general principles.
But we must stop scribbling, for both
paper and letter are-out. 4. 5. d.
Waitsburg, December s, 1879.
We have received the initial number
OF a new monthly magazine, The Cdli-