The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1911-10-12


peaceful. Cannot we learn a lesson
from them? Would il not be well for
US to give up wsr?"
so spske the Devil, intending peace,
and precipitating wal. Immediately
there arose from deviltry in general a
howl of hatred and dIsapproyal.
He would lure US from peace. that
he may cestroy US easily, they cried.
Death. death to the traitor 20
And all the legions of fends, united
for the first time. made at the initial
reformer.
The Devil. evidently a wise politi-
clan, pursued fabian policy, and took
to his heels. And as be ran his heart
was heavy within him, sayeth the
chronicle, for he had experienced the
first bitter experience with reform.
He tagged sadly as he sped over the
dalles, toward the defiles near the
great INLAND sea, intent upon reaching
some eraisgy position whence he could
defy attack.
But the foremost iends were upon
him. They were hundred to one.
The moment was critical, and all
seemed to be lost for the Devil, and
reform appeared to be at the end. OF
its brief career.
However, the Devil was equal to the
emergency. Without stopping he
smote nightly upon the rock with his
tail. The basaltic pavement yielded
to the Titanic blow. A chasm opened
and went irving up the valley, piercing
through the bulwark hills. Dowr
rushed the waters of the inland sea,
whirling boulders through the narrow
trough, and making a fearsome guarC
between the retreating Devil and the
pursuing fiends.
The main body Of the devil-hunters
shrank back, cowed by the obstacle
But many essayed the leap, and con
tinued in the mad chase, now doubly
thirsty for the blood of the faint
hearted reformer.
Again, and more fiercely, smote the
Devil upon the rocky floor with hii
terrible tail. A larger and more awe
inspiring cleft shot among the rocks
and through it another seething torrent
from the inland sea poured forth t
block the way.
Still the leading fiends ,were not zap
palled. Many took the leap. Som,
succeeded in the crossing. others fel
into the boiling waters and were swept
away to watery grave, or crushed
against the sharp rock walls blythe
swift flood.
But enough of the bravest were lef
to make quick death for the Devi
should they reach him. And the pool
reformer had just enough time to Civ,
one terrific blow with his tired tail
Mastering all his remaining strength
he struck the rock, and third crevice
mightier, wider and deeper by fa
than its predecessors, opened up ant
blocked the way behind. And it lef
mighty gorge through the Cascades
opening way from the inland sea T.
the Pacific.
A few of the pursuing fiends trie,
the leap. But all fell far short of tn
edge, where the Devil lay painting ant
exhausted. Those who dared not at
tempt the forward leap tried to retrea
but in vain, for they, tired and with
out the rage of pursuit to strengthen
them, were unable to leap the lesse
cleft, and. falling in its raging waters
were swept to destruction.
So passed the race of fiends.
And the Devil, after due repose
sprang across the chasms of his max
ing. and retuned to his family. Eacl
year he brought his children down t
The Dalles and told them the histoy o
his escape.
The fires of the Cascades burue,
| AWAY. the inland sea WAS drained ant
replaced by fair prairie.
Such is the legend of the The Dale
of the Columbia, as handed down b.
the Indians. .--George Palmer Putnam
in the Oregonan.