The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1903-01-09

! perfections of his stock, and you will
deem il swell. Low prices, at bedrock.
| Leader in ladies' cloaks and wraps, pre-
vailine styles; silk waists, furnishing
goods Of all kinds, patterns, umbrellas
everything in an up-to-date dry goods
store.
A Temples established here, and most
dazzling is the show; cases aflash with
diamonds and gold; within | noticed
many 60. found it was a jewelers.
shop, filled with his holiday ware !;
clocks, watches, china, silver and glass,
engraved beautifully and rare.
Went into barber shop, there was
Matt by the chair, but no one could
tread on it, vet for service it was there.
'Tis a rustling place; hadn't time to
wait my turn, so stepped out to go my
way.
Neat place did next discern, The
Peoples Store, Just east one door lead
er in shoes and headgear, large size and
small, have fits for all, and the prices
are not dear. Hats dull and fair for
ladies wear, elaborately trimmed and
plain; styles up-to-datc, hearts to elate,
would make st. Cecilia vain. One
shape in shoes the ladies choose, has
flexible sole, Knapp lined, model
tongue easily unstrung, near perfection
as you'll find. French kid, calfskin,
leather thick and thin; monkey skin
slippers some use; dealers repute none
can dispute, an expert is he on shoes.
Out of the door went and found Of
flee Of real estate; Culbertson & Co.
sell lots and farms and deal in fire in
surance.
On the corner is a Whitehead, who
makes cigars for sale; coins money, too,
with License New, puffs up his work
by male.
Saw a barber pole down street, re-
membered that a shave | needed; a
gentleman scrupulously neat, on my
face at once proceeded. Gentle as a
mothers caresses he scraped my face
and brushed my tresses.
A dressmaker's shop is next place;
did not dare 60 in acquaintance to win,
So continued footsteps to trace across
the street to peanut stand; bought a
package and found them good.
A boarding house sign reminded me
that dinner time it was getting to be
a place where lodgings and meals are
cheap. Board by the week and tran
sients they keep
Davidson's mill / understand is about
mile from the village, built on the
banks OF the grand old Columbia. The
corporation is called the Lost Lake
Lumber Co. | see where the lumber
comes in but have not heard where the
Lake is Lost. Guess Davidson owns
everything here except what Mt. Hood
is in possession Of. A large fruit can
merry few steps from the depot is
signed with the same name, but the
men are not the same. The proprietor
is from Canton and can can in tin cans
everything that man can eat that grows
in this beautiful vale
A short distance up the street from
the cannery stands Nickelsen's s black
smith shop, not under chestnut, but
under beautiful spreading oaks, where
the ring Of the anvil vies with the clang
Of the outgoing express.
Oh, yes, there is a sash and door fac
tory. The name is jaw breaker-Wau-
coma Mfg. Co. The principal board
for hands is Graham bred. They pine
for more but the Cook does stakes to a
turn for himself and his workmen toll
on planer stuff.
l understand there are several places
of business on the hill, but l have de-
cided to forego the climb for few days,
till the Oregon mist rolls away and the
western summer breezes come to cool
my fevered brain.
You will find this letter somewhat
long, but long you have known my
name is Long, and as long as am
breathing Long my friendship and
love to you belong. Your long loving
JACK LONG.