The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1912-09-19
The OLD NEICHBORS' CLUB.

Thursday, September II, on the
Rittenburg lawn, with Mrs. Kitten
burg and Mrs. Judson as hostesses.
The place was historical, since 1t
surrounded the first Lynden post
office, which has not been used for
that purpose since 1856. A feature
of the day was the taking of pho
graph by Mrs. Henry Lauckhart
of the persons present who received
mail at the old office. More than
twenty were present, including the
first mail carrier, H. c. Thyberg.
Mrs. Dora Cryderman, a pioneer
of the early sos, spoke at length
on "Woman's Opportunity in Polit-
zeal Affairs"
Mrs. NJ. j. Wellman. of Belling-
ham, who had the distinction OF be-
! ing the first woman in the Pacific
Northwest to be nominated for a.
political office other than school su-
perintendent. read poem which she
wrote some twenty years ago for
the old Literary Society. of Lynden.
and Mrs. Judson. through the me-
dunn of Mrs. Swim, read paper a
bout her old neighbors at the time
when she was the only white woman
for many miles.
A number of young ladies assist
ed in serving the dinner which was
masterpiece, and the whole affair
was a perfect success.
The following were among the
guests:
Messrs. and Mesdames Bradley.
Taylor, Cline, H. S. Slade, McPher-
son. H. Lauckhart. O'Neill, Ander-
son, McSorley. Bloom, ]. o. and e.
II. Bussard. Frasier. Ray Slade, j.
w. Tremain, Jr.. NJ. l.. Jackman.
Helder, Worthen, S. l.. Palmer. N.
w. Pratt, Swope, Shain, Shoe
maker, Wilmore. Cook, Egley. Rit-
tenburg, j. X. Robinson, of Bell
ingham, George Parker, of Clear
brook. Mrs. Winnie Lamont, of Wi
ser Lake, Mrs Mcdonald. of Clip |
per. Mesdames Wellman, Cryderman
and Swiger, of Bellingham. Yount.
Williamson, Stark. Mollie Stark Will
Jams, Watson, Will Jackman, Will
lam Lauckhart. Sr. Will r. Smith.
A. H. Shagren, Hyatt, Lavender. Ed
son. Pangborn. Mitchell. Jones. Jud-
son. Hinckley. Swim, and Mrs. Ebey.
of Bellingham. Misses Pangborn.
Tremain. Watson. the Misses McSor-
lev. Miss McClain, Of Des Moines,
Iowa.
Messrs. w. H. Dorr. NJ. F. Pal
mer, w. L. Baker. Wright, Thyberg.
Scoville, Price, Stone, PangbOrn, DR..
Wilbur, Russo. E. Tremain.Will Rit-
tenburg, and Mayor Heaton.
Mrs. Wellman's poem follows, and
The Tribune hopes to publish Mrs.
Judson's paper next week:
THE ARMY OF THE PIONEERS.
BY the edge of the Pacific. where
the waves of Freedom roll,
And the breezes of the ocean chant
their anthems to the shore;
In the tangled river-bottOms, where
the wild game loves to roam.
On the hillsides, in the valleys, FAR
from all the friends back home"
Mid the mountains rugged riches
which the miners hand awaits,
Mid 1.-The wild primeval forest of
each lovely western state.
Winning homes from out the Wild
ness, knowing not the thought OF
fears,
Dwells a band of toiling heroes
it's the Country's pioneers.
On the lake encircled homestead,
there the hardy ranchers seen,
On the beauteOus western prairie,
with it's carpeting of green.
BY the sweeping, great Columbia, or
this Western world the boast,
On the rugged Rocky mountains and
the hills that guard our coast.
Round the placid, genial Sound-land
with their blossoms and their
vines,
On great Washington's fir ridges
and amid her murmuring pines,
Over all this Western country that
at times seems dull and drear
Tolls a band of noble heroes. each /
our Countrys pioneer.
Not with musket and with sabre and
with proud heart beating fast;
Not with cannon and its thunder,
bringing victory with its blast;
Not with armor gaily glittering and
with flags that proudly wave
Comes this army to the battle with
it's motto, toll and save"
But with AK and saw and brush-hook
backed by sinews tough and hard,
And by hearts that never falter, tho
with homesick lOngings tired,
How they work. both late and early,
thoughts of future all their cheer. +
surely he's his Country's bulwark.
trusty. faithful pioneer:
Long and hard the boys are toiling
on their homesteads rough and
new
And no pleasures can entice them
from the end they have in view.
Fen the letters of loved kindred.
coming from the old home nest
| Cannot with their urgent message
lure the toiler back to rest.
And the dangers that surround them
they must meet and face alone.
None to sound the note OF warning,
| mona IN hear the diving moan.