The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-07-27
emo B. OIL. 3. PICNIC.

of Locomotive Engineers took place yes
terday and was a quiet and enjoyable
affair as became the time and place. At
900 O'Clock a. m. the train, consisting
of three cars and caboose, comfortably
filled, but by no means crowded, started
from the Umatilla house for Bonnyville,
where it was met byR train from; Port
land consisting of six cars and a caboose,
filed in a similar manner, SO that the
whole number of picnicers numbered
about 900 persons. The Dalles train
made the trip in two hours, arriving
few minutes before the Portland train,
and confirming the remark of a Dalles
enthusiast to the effect that "The
Dalles always gets there first" Reader,
did you ever ride on the pilot of an en-
gine? Ii you have you will know the
treat that was enjoyed by Messrs. A. w.
Fee, j. F. Haworth, Will Graham, the
drum major and yours truly. To the
writer it was novel, exciting and enjoy
able to degree. Will Graham pur-
loined cushion from the caboose that
afforded soft comfortable seat for two,
the rest squatted on their launches. and
thus we rode from Wyeth to Bonney
Vile When the Portland train arrived
the. Third regiment band gathered
i'm front OF the little depot and struck
up a aa merry tune, and the first re-
mark shat fell from the lips of the Port
landers as they took in the situation was
80 look at the drum major" Soon the
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went wandering with their wives or
sweethearts through the shady groves,
some went fishing, others hurried to
drink the delicious water, others lay
down prone beneath the spreading
branches of the trees. 1t was perfect
day, and Bonneyyille with a.little work,
could be made a perfectly delightful
,place to hold a summer pic.ic. There
were no games or sports of any kind, ii;
we except an after dinner dance, that
lasted less than an hour; and every
one was left to spend the time as suited
his or her own fancy. Nothing passed to
mar the pleasing quietude of the day.
One or two gamblers of the tin-horn,
shell variety, came up from Portland
but they found no field for operation and
soon gave up in disgust. Fishing was
hardly success, if one is to judge from
Engineer Brown, whom the scribe met
returning from the creek. "Where's.
your fish George?" asked the writer.
'.Oh L only caught one' said George,
but somebody, unbeknown to me, had
creased the hook and it slipped off," A
very excellent dinner was served at the
hotel by mine host Billy Robinson, of
which as many as four or five hundred
must have partaken. The Portland
train started back at 80 and ten min
utes after, we too, were on the way to
The Dalles. One incident of the return
trip is worth mentioning. A young
gentleman of the city was seated beside
his best girl, as the train entered the
first tunnel. He undoubtedly wanted a
kiss as the sequel proved, but he was too
slow about it, for just as he had got his
arm comfortably round her neck the
| light streamed in from the other end of
the tunnel. It was provoking, of course,
and he determined to remedy the matter
in the next tunnel, which is little
longer, but alas for the best laid plans of
of mice and men just as he was in' the
act of saying yum yum, a matron who
evidently had been there herself, struck
match, and gave the whole snap away !
| The train arrived in The Dalles little
before z 100 and if there was anyone who
did not enjoy the day as a whole, the
writer did not happen to meet him.
vIf half the stories told about the i'm
pounding of cattle are true the matter
requires to be looked into by the city
| officials. Mr.. John Pashek makes no
no bones of stating that this morn
ing about 80 O'Clock, while his COW was
drinking at the crossing of Mill creek,
next to the Odd Fellows cemetery, and
in charge of a boy who was taking her
out to pasture, she was forcibly taken
from the boy and driven below the bluff,
SO that, as Mr.. Pashek alleges, she might
be impounded when the hour of O'Clock
would arrive. Mr.. Carl Burchtorf is
equally positive that few days ago he
saw person gather up bunch of town
COWS that were feeding out at the Catho-
lie cemetery, and wholly outside the city
limits, and bring them into town for
4 impoundment We give these stories
as we have heard them from the lips oi
the men named. If they are true, and