The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1901-08-30

DR.. W. l.. Adams was in Iamhill
county last week after an absence Of 30
years. Speaking Of his visit there the
McMinnyiIle Reporter gives some early
Oregon history in the following article;
Only the oldest od-timers will re-
member him, unless, perchance, they
know him as a prominent resident Of
Hood River. He was one OF the early
school teachers of Yamhill county, and
at the same time one Of its most extern
sive farmers His was that spot Of land
frono which has sprung so many who at-
terwards became prominent in public
life among them Governor George J..
Moods, the McBrdes, Rowlands, Deadys
and others. The little old log school
house that stood on the Thompson place
west of Carlton was the location where
he taught the young idea how to shoot.
In the sos he was editor and publisher
of the Argus at Oregon City for nine
years, the paper afterwards being merged
into the Salem Statesman. His paper
was contemporary with the Oregonian,
then published by Thomas Dryer He
was appointed by Lincoln receiver OF
customs at Astoria, and after serving for
a number Of years he made tour Of the
world for his health. Returning, he had
occasion in the practice Of medicine to 90
to Hood River. 1t was a case Of love at
first sight, and he purchased tract of
land and located thereon. He prospered
to his entire satisfaction, and rents large
tracts of land for the cultivation Of
strawberries, No other spot on the face
Of the earth has equal attractions for
him, and at the age of 80 years he is one
of1he most sought after and active citi-
2ens of his town.
He has had an interesting career since
coming to the state in 1913, and is often
solicited to write in book form the many
events which came under his observa-
ton, and which retain place in his re-
markabe memory. He hesitates to un-
dertake the work for fear of not knowing
where to stop, and the high cost Of pub
fishing and illustrating. lie says the
greater part of Oregon history as hereto
fore published is filled with error
He regrets the fact that Mr. Moore, Of
the Oregon City land office failed To
gather up and weave into his highly in
tercsting narrative the distinguished
pale-faced heroes "who got their start IN
Gamhill." On the whole, though, the
doctor gives Moores the cred OF ha1
come nearer the mark ui twtllu
writer than has most any one ot thos,
who "have been dumping their Whep
barrow loads of trash into the dieteudaa
sides OF the Oregonian and other puU.-
cations which have been enlightcning uat
with early-time histow,l?l not even cz-
cepting the beautiful legends OF Iuda
tradition which have been kindly dished
out to us in the Native Son, after having
been pumped out of the belly Of sai-
mon-stuiied Indian, or drawn from the
'innocuOus desuetude' Of an historic
vacuum" lie says he regrets that in
his coming book OF sketches OF pioneer
life he cannot attribute Aoore's fairness
to the fact that he got his start in Yam
HILL
The doctor thus describes an attempt
ed murder OF a medicine squaw in early
days; "The Indian rule then, as all
Oregonians know, was TO kill every doe
tor who lost patient The doctor
squaw was then living on my farm with
Wianishut and Peters family. The
three Indians came t9. the Indian camp
riding bareback on one small pony.
Wianishut Peter and Boshneku, the
only males belonging to the camp, were
not at home The testimony in court, On
which | was sworn in as interpreter,
was, as was sworn to by Shununwush,
that three Indians came riding pony
to her camp about three in the after
noon, tied their pony to the fence, dis
mounted and entered the cabin. One of
them, with a cooked revolver in his
hand, announced their purpose in COM
ing, then, seizing the old squaw by tie
hair, dragged her screaming around the
room, and throwing her head back put
the muzzle of the revolver to her nose
and fired, the ball lodging in her neck
Wianishut, coming home about sundown
and learning what had happened came
to my house about a mile distant and
begged me to 90 and see the wounded
sduaw. When | entered the qodge 81 e
was holding her head over a washbowl
and washing away the blood which was
gushing from her nostrils. | went back
for medicine, and treated her the best |
knew how. The squaw recovered. The
next morning Wianishut and Peter came
to me and said the Indians had been
back and wanted TO 'meniluse (kill) the
old sQuaw more. | said, where are
they nowP They answered, 'Nilasku
ulta HAS clatawa sia klonas ka vaSka
toak cumtux, Now they have gone in
azhurry to some distant places we can