The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1903-11-05
WHITE SALMON NOTES.

1t seems to be the, rule the world over,
that the little, struggling country school
las TO beg for its life while the
great city contributes literally and
gladly to its school facilities, al
though the real need is not so great.
We call Trout Lake tributary sec
tributary to ours yet Trout Lake
has the best school building and
best equipped school rooms in this
county outside OF Goldendale. To show
their public spirit-they have even
erected good substantial stable-shed
40 or 50 feet long in which children may
tie their ponies after riding to school.
Here in White Salmon we have a
miserable shack surrounded by land
valued at $3.50 per acre up.A shack that
is uncomfortable and unsanitary and a
fright to behold inside or out
Yet up from among the squirrels, the
coyotes and tree ticks comes the whine
of the mossback, "the old schoolhouse
is good enough"
Now Just one word about the future:
This little community isn't going to be
held back by the "dinkeys." Our chill
dren are going to have better school in
Il better building and the "squawkers"
are going to have to go down in their
stingy jeans and dig up along with the
rest of u.s. The place for man too
mean to pay school tax is where there
are no schools and no aspirations, no
children, no great souls. Where the
doors are of asbestos, and the presiding
L., Il al Ann
That's the only place we know of where
children are so scarce they don't need
school houses.
We cannot afford to employ our own
time or to impose on others by taking
any further notice OF the whining, sniv-
cling mongrel at our heels who gets
somebody to write for him what he
hasn't the intelligence to write for him
sell.
The people who are coming into this
community with children are going to
hare school facilities Just and intelligent
old residents who are not mean and stin-
ygenoughto button their shirt onto wart
on the back of the neck ,are for school i'm
provcment. We shall expect to hear
"squawk" now and then, but the mOUe-
nIem WW 90 right on just the same.
If you don't want schools, you're 60
ing to have hard time in White Sal
mon. This pretty little home place is
too near the great Columbia and to the
railroad that spans a continent to re-
sist the demands OF civilization longer.
Last week we called attention to some
Sheep for which Jake Snatapps, an In
dian, wanted to find an owner. The
sheep in browsing around must have
run across a scrap of the Glacier, for
half of them came around our place and
not finding us up at that hour of the
night, spent the night in the lane and
breakfasted in Mr.. Waldo's cherry or
chard across the way.
The senior editor of the Glacier spent
part of Friday and Saturday at White
Salmon. The subscription list of the
Glacier on this side is increasing and its
friendly attitude towards us and our in
terests has made it popular. The local pa
per here lost its interest, ,and had no opin-
ion on the school house question after it
was decided to reject the Jewett school
site proposition, while the Glacier has
opened its columns freely for all to be
heard.
Some man with more stubborn mean.
ness than moral decency has been per-
sistently using our little cemetery with
out any regard for the dead, for whose
resting place it has been dedicated, or
for the living who regard it with some
reverence. The school directors are its
LEGAL trustees and the next man who
tears down the fence or drives through
it will be treated as a boor should be-
to arrest. Some manshas even driven
over one of the little mounds with his
wagon wheels.
Wolfard's bay mare "Pet" was having
a run out on the roads the other day.
She decided, all on her own account,
to have her shoes fixed. So she went to
Groshongs blacksmith shop and took
her station at the old place with her
head close up to the wall, waiting her
turn. Mr.. Groshong took off her shoes,
trimmed her hoofs properly and turned
her out, when she cantered off home as
gaily as ii some other member of the
Wolfard family had been with her. She,
too, is up-to-date.
Halloween pranks held the boards
Saturday night. Boys will be boys.
Mrs. H. Powers and son Lewis OF
Trout Lake were in town Friday. Ten
weeks ago Lewis, while working in a
logging camp on Puget sound, accident
ally broke his leg. He is still crippled
but getting along nicely.