Weekly Arizona citizen., 1880-11-27
JOAQUIN MILLER's PARENTS.
few Notes about the Father and Mother or the " Poet of the sIerras '' and their Home at COburg.
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 The little town of COburg, in Lane courtf. situated near the Junction or inc Willamette and Mckenzie rIvers, is destined in tune tb become fAm"us, for II was there that Joaquin Miller, the " Poet of the Sierrs>,' grew up, and there at this day reside his father and mother. The home Of Ihe MIlleTs is large comfortable building, sit- ualed on rise or swell ot the valley,
 which is stopped just of d suiden by the Mckenzie Mountains spriuglng up out 0f il Co a height If many lh"H- sand feet The location is 60 rlmantic one. and when on clear day the snowy tops ot the Cascades aie seen in ihe distance. and Ihe green rolling
 valley of the Willamette spreads 0utai ones feet, and high up on the htlls herds of black-jaii deer are are seen grazing quietly, ona cannot but help thinking that the beauty Of the sur rounding. has done much toward de- veloping the poetic talent of OIegon's sweetest singer. The MIllers came Co Coburg at an early dHy ih the for ties and ut once settled down on their present ranch. Joaquin was then tall stripliug of six cen, wild and reckless, and he soon left his parents and joined a rowing band Of Indians. ! ear after year he would revisit them dressed as chief, carrying his bows and arrows aud tumHhawk with him. He married uE Indian w0maI, anu a tall, well-formed boy, now about twenty years of age, is the result Oi the union. The boy Is residing al present with Joaquin's parents, and l. an exceedingly bright and interesting youth. This mesalliaGce and miscOu- duct so preyed upon the mind oi
 oaquin's only sister, an cXqulslieli beautiful woman, that lhe ncIghbors say her death Was due Go il. Joaquln'> parents are both interesting person. ages. Mrs. Miller i- finr-luuking and ammble lady who smiles pleas antly over very large par ol Oid- fashioned spectacles at one and ali. She is a little inclined tO em buupoini, but shows none OI lhc risors uf piO- ueer life. As a cOnversatioualsI she hls few equals. Her Knowledge of DlOkS lS Sa'iltlliutS N'ish1A AAi htlN otiN ] can cTiticise 10 fault. She akes ] great pleasure in showing strangers . the handsomely bound editions Of her !. son's works, winch are in her wcll- l stocked lbrary, and she does not hesi- | tate at all 10 allude 10 JoaquIn's N,n- derluj career. Mr. Miller, on ihc | other hand, is a small man with very | delicate and refined features. He, | loo, is well posted on the topics Of the day. but is rather iuclinel tn be reti- | cent when any one begnS tolalk about | Joaquin. He is bright and active, notwithstanding lhe fact that a great many winters have passeu over his head. Joaquin Miller is great fa- vorite With The neighbIrs, who like to talk about his wild, harum- deeds. They all say that the pne, gets his talents from his mother, and will admit of no questioning on this point. The mail comes Co COburg but twice a week. and consequently Is away out Of the world. The people lend to their farms all the year rouud in quiet, easy going way and allow nothing to trouble them. and the MiI- lers are no exception. In this uniu- tcresring manner the plreuts of The Poet of lhe Sierras' Vuss thr ugh wlnter and summer, doing harm To none and good Co all.