Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1904-06-15

mas graded up nearly half a mile as
good roadbed as there is in the coun.
ty and at his own expense. While
It is easy for men of salaries to get
out and talk for the alleged public
good, here is man who gets in and
does something and he is only
taxpayer, and was not even on the
talk program. A great deal Of road
could be made passable if the owners
OF property fronting on the road would
only rake off the niggerheads.
AT Mehama Judge and Mrs. G. p.
Terrell are conducting the Cascadia
hotel Good meals for the inner man,
mountain air to sleep by, and ice.
cold mountain water for refresh.
ment are enough to reiuvenate almost
anyone. The grand scenery, the
music of many waters, and the bal.
sam laden air with cool refreshing
atmosphere and bright sunshine make
this an ideal summer resort.
Amcng other friends we meet Uncle
Jesse Bennett and how the old preach.
er did rejoice over the success of
Local Option. And how he did roast
The Journal editor for opposing that
proposition. But the old man was
perfectly sincere and so we rejoicei
with him in his having something to
rejoice over, although we did not
agree with him, and he told us a
funny story that he would not tell in
his pulpit, and we parted friends. His
son L. p. Bennett a young man of
fine character and good ability has
gone to Salem to reside.
The old grand army comrade F. U.
Hull and his good wife, who for
many years was house-keeper at the
hotel, we found happy at their cot.
tage above the city. Their son Cor.
don Hull is one of the best fly-flsher-
men in this section and with him we
whipped the rifles of the Santiam one
afternoon. But the trout had cold
feet, and only few would rise ami
not many would bite, Capt. Hull is
an enthusiastic Republican as are
nearly all the prominent men of Me-
hama.
Mr. and Mrs. Marion Taylor we
found happy in their mountain home
and while ranches have been bought
up all around them,and their child
rem are all grown up and moved to
other parts, nothing would induce
them to leave Goods country" as
Uncle John Mimic calls it. Mrs. Tay-
lor raises flowers and Marion keeps
in practice on that "muley" violin,
one of the sweetest and most even.
toned instruments we have ever heard,
and to the music of which many Sa.
lem society people have danced.
We visited Mr.. and Mrs. Thos,
Pomeroy on the North fork of the
Santiam, and their son-in-law Jas,
Richards, on their stock farms,
among the best in the this country.
Mr.. Pomeroy is a miner and has a
number of sons and grandsons who
have distinguished themselves, one
grandson getting $4,000 a year in
Australia as mining engineer at pres.
ent, Uncle Tommy and his wife are
remarkably well-preserved and intelli.
gent octogenarians.
There is a fresh cougar story TO
tell from these parts. While Alfred
Moorehouse, fourteen-year old lad
was hunting north of here, his dog
jumped a cougar upon a log. His
catship dropped into the fern and as
the hound bounded over the log he
was laid out stiff by one blow of the
brute's paw. Mr. cougar then bound
ed back on the log and made several
leaps at the boy who downed him with
two bullets from a 44-calibre Win
chester, one piercing his heart. When
the boys father arrived the cougar
was dead. He measured 8 feet,
inches from tip to tail
In all the newer parts of the state
the people are opposed to the pres
ent game laws that forbid hunting
deer with dogs. They say it discour
ages keeping the better class of dogs
that would hunt down the wolves and
cougars, and that one cougar will
eat $50 deer and fawns in a year
The cougar follows the deer into the
high ranges in spring and comes i'm
to the lower ranges after them in the
winter. Not being hunter do not
know the habits of these animals to
pass on the matter. e. HOFER.