The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1905-08-16

spans the lagoon on which glide
electric launches, shells and Condo
las is the government exhibit in a
series of buildings, three of which
are attached by a winding facade of
charming architecture. The exhi-
bits in these buildings are about
the same as at the St. Louis exposi-
tion and are intensely interesting,
even to witness a second time.
Some later devices have been placed
: on exhibition by the government
and they pleasantly refreshen the
whole.
1t was never intended that the
Lewis and Clark exposition should
equal the st. Louis show. No pre-
tensions were made along that line.
1t is about one-seventh as large, but
that oneseventh is all there in what
you might call a cracker jack "
show, to use the vernacular. In
fact there is just enough to make
the inspection interesting for re-
membrance, and it is doub tful
whether you will not leave the
grounds with a better idea of the
progress of the world than if you
had passed out of the big st. Louis
show OF two years ago. The "pike
of ST. Louis is 1.-The Trail" of Port
land, in commemoration of the trail
of the explorers. Many OF the at
fractions are the same, but Kiralfy S
Venice and Alaska and the Klon-
dixie are two features that stand out
as new and decidedly worth visit
ing.
Portland contains some former
Redwood Falls people. Walter Belt
and wife have home over in East
Portland, and we found them en-
joying life in the milder climate.
The Sewells, who journeyed from
Redwood Falls to Mt. Tabor years
ago, afterwards took up their resi-
dence in that city, but as far as we
could learn only George Sewell, the
second boy, remains. The father
and mother have passed away. Miss
Sewell is married east, and William
and John Sewell, the oldest and
youngest sons, do not appear in the
directory. George was out at an
unknown summer resort when we
called at his boarding place. 1t was
on our trip TO the Belt home that
by chance we gazed at the upper
stories OF three story brick build
ing on the east side that our eyes
fell on the magic name of ''Dr.
Finn and of that of DIR. Johnson.
We halted our car and made the
ascent, but the offices we're tempo
rarily vacant, and we we're disap-
pointed in not meeting with broth
er of the late DIR. w. D. Finn of
this city, and also his nephew, DIR.
Johnson, who married Miss Dot.
Brainerd, well-known toyoung peo-
pie of Red wood Falls.
On the Friday morning, four days
after our arrival at The Portland, )"
we strolled down to the foot of Sal
mon street and with many others
boarded the steamboat Joseph r.
Kellogg, for trip down the Will
lamette and up the Columbia rivers
for Multnomah Falls. The crowd
on the boat was just large enough
to be extremely pleasant, and the
officers we're unusually courteous
in their treatment of their passen-
gers. The dinner served on the
boat for SO cents plate was
like banquet apartfr Portland s
high-priced cafes. AS we passed
down the Willamette all interest
ing scenes and objects we're pointed
out to US and as we whirled around
the bend into the Columbia river
we felt like the explorers of 100
years ago, that 1.-THE object of all
our ambitions had been achieved. =
We journeyed for miles up the
noble old river and viewed its in
teresting towns. We saw the fish
wheels and nets in operation and