Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1907-10-01
X-RAYS

Samuel G.. Blythe, representing
the Saturday Evening Post, visited
Portland. He saw the sun of per-
feet Oregon day rise above the pur-
pie robed ridges of the Cascades.
| His eyes looked upon the sweep OF
undulating beauty that, like sea OF
emerald. mile after mile lay spread
before him, until it lifted in grand
terraces and fir-clad ridges up to the
snow-covered majesty of the
mighty peaks. He saw afar the grand
canyon of the Columbia, with It's
majestic walls towering thousands
OF feet above the amethystine flood
OF the snow-born river, their rug
gedness softened by the purple veil
that nature In her daintlest moods
hangs over them! He saw the VIII
lamette, a thread of silver, laced
over the valley of emerald, and lift
| ing from the grand mountain ranges
peak after peak, pure as the soul OF
a child, white as the robes of an
angell And over all thfs he saw
skies of turquoise and amethyst, be-
yond the power of words to de-
scribe or art to copy, and then Sam
uel sat him down and wrote about
the art of "eating crawfish," and
tried to be witty. 1t Is probably
against the law to kill that kind of
microbes. And yet IL some ono
would put an extra dose Of formal
dehyde in Sammy's milk supply, the
coroner's jury would be justified in
overlooking 1t.
Samuel G.. Blythe, callow youth
In the employ of the Saturday Even
ing Post, was sent TO the coast 10 |
write It up. He did. He over
looked Portland entirely, and when
a roar was made by Portland paperd
over the fact, Samuel was taken ouS
of HIS crib by his mamma and re-
minded that Portland was on the
map. The Saturday Evening Post
apologlzed, and Samuel, after much
cudgellng of his little think tank,
sat up and wrote what he knew
about Portland. He remembered he
saw some roses there. that other
people on the coast called Portland.
er's web Feet and that people In
hat benlghted burg ate crawflsh.
And the subject this literary Little
Lord Fountleroy wrote upon was
The Mastery of the Pacific" and
his before he has learned to han
lie the nipple end OF the literary
lurslng bottle.
Rev. w. II. Sellock evidently be-
ongs to the church militant. He
brings home about everything there
was in sight at the conference. 4
new district, a presiding elder with
residence In Salem. a delegate TO
he general conference. and the con-
'erence 10 be held I'm Salem next
ear II there was anything else he :
probably overlooked a..
Bishop Moore, at the NJ T.. con-
erence. among other things. said. /
I don't suppose you think You have |
much of bishop here, for while I
AVE been at the head of the church !
or four years | have been constant.
Y ON the move, and have been pre-
ented from giving as close atten-
ion to conditions here as | should
Ike, but before the year is over you
'ill realize that you have a bishop,
fter all, and you will be handing
me- nosegays on silver platters." .
The good bishop evidently handed
Iimself a nosegay, so as to get used
o the sensation.
One OF the Jurors In the Borah
rial is slightly crazy. and fears are
that the trial will have
O be postponed, AS the crazy one
vas likely to take sensible view of
he matter on his own hook, aud pay
10 attention to the paid assertions Of
he attorneys. or the dictum OF the
udge.