Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1900-08-24

years old. The old man was hearty
and hale and remarkably fne-looking
He was tall and we'll made, with a
florid complexion and long, silvery
hair. In his younger days he had
been in the employ of the East India
Company. For several years he had
been ships carpenter in the employ
OF the Hudson Bay Company, and un-
til about 1S47 he was stationed at
Fort Vancouver. He worked at boat
building and repairing principally.
The company had quite a feet OF
large river craft, used in the transport
tation of goods and furs, and this gave
the old carpenter and his mates con-
stant employment, building and keep
ing the boats in repair.
He also built small schooner,
named the Prince Of Wales, at Van
couver, and this vessel ran on the
Columbia river for many years between
Vancouver and Astoria, doing any and
every kind of freiyhting required. She,
at last, wore herself out, and the re-
mains of the Prince could be seen for
many years, sticking on a sandbar
near the mouth of the COwlitz river.
"Old Jimmie" (his name was james
Scarth) was very proud of his handi-
work, and considered the Prince. of
Wales masterpiece of marine archi-
lecture. Many people, though, thought
her a very ugly dry-goods-box-like
craft, more like barge than a ship,
and l have no doubt that there are
people now living in Oregon who recol-
lect the old tub and its builder.
Jimmie" was q regular Munchausen
and was full of stories about his life
In India and on the Columbia river.
There were not many people in the
country in his time, and l have known
more than one settler to travel some
miles to stay a night with Jimmie for
the purpose of listening to his wonder
full yarns about snakes he had killed
in India, all the way from 10 to so feet
in length, and of the number of
Burmese he had cut down with his
cutlass, for the old chap said he was
all through the Burmese War. OF
course, Jimmie's visitors always took
with them supply of liquids to linn
Der up the old fellows tongue.
One day. during the heated term, in
1854, think it was, was at work in
the trade shop, when was startled by
the appearance OF IN Indian who, in
an agitated manner, told me that the
Indians at the beach-there was al
ways large encampment there in
those days-in a drunken frenzy, had
broken into Scarth's house and stolen
some whiskey the old chap had on
hand. They were also threatening to
kill him.
Directing four or fire OF the white
workmen to follow me to the beach,
and not waiting for horses to be driven
up, which would have taken half an
hour at Ieast, we started on foot for
the scene of action. When we reached
the summit of the hill we heard o
noise, and loud talking and swearing
in English and Indian. 1 was the
flectest runner OF our party, and
gained Jimmie's house little ahead
of the others. saw crowd of In
dians around old Scarth, who was
standing at the door with his shirt
torn from his back, and blood stream
ing from his face. He was struggling
with Cut-Face Charlie" W hom 1 saw
aim a blow at the old man with an
ak. and strike him OIL the back, luckily
with the back of the weapon.
Before he could strike another blow,
struck Charlie heavy blow from
the shoulder, as I ran between him
and the old man, knocking Charlie
senseless. The Englishman accom-.
panyiEg me now came up, and had
hard work to prevent them from kill
ing Charlie. The other Indians did
not interfere; in fact, l think they
were pleased to see Charlie mastered
for once, when in one OF his murder.
Gus fits.
1 ordered the men to bind Charlie,
and the cart from the fort now ap-
pearing he was dumped into it and
hauled to the fort and confined in one
of the bastions. Old Scarth was ter
ribly bruised about the back and face,
but his injuries were not fatal.
1t was partly the old mans fault
He had drunk too much liquor, and
the Indian, Charlie, had obtained
liquor from him, and upon the old
mans refusal to give him a further
portion OF his supply, the fight was the
result. If l had not arrived in the
nick of time, Scarth would assuredly
have been chopped to pieces. The
next morning Mr.. Charlie received a
foggipg which, 1 think, did him
great deal of good, as l never heard of
him afterwards attacking any white
man.
Chinese Windows
A Chinese window is quaint sub.
terfuge for obscuring the light OF day.
1t is an intricate pattern of woodwork
in straight lines, with pieces of glass
stuck on the surface and filled up