The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1917-08-01

| left and right, seeing respectively vas
| white circus tent and a colossal dish oil
ice cream upon the horizon.
They use a picture of Mount HooC
with a spoon stuck into it as an ic'
| cream advertisement, so | know the mar
who had lived near ST. Helens was right
Now, Just before YOU" went on the
| guide, nothing daunted, lis a granc
piece of statuary, The Coming of the
| White Man."
1t is beautiful. I asked the lecturer
who the artist was
1T Amt an artist" he answered, DO
litely, Its an Indian"
But who" / persisted amid the gig
giles of the tourists, designed it-some
famous sculptor, suppose?"
The poor, fat guide scratched his head
and wiped his brow; it was a very hot
day.
"Oh, you mean the man that made 1t!
Now, leave me think! 1 know his name,
but 1 can't just say it. Smith
Brown-no Tell you what I'll do,
lady; I'll find out at the office and let
you know" Gle told me later, bless his
heart, that the mans name was Thomp-
son. I found out afterward that Thomp-
son was the philanthropist who presented
1t to the city park)
ETYMOLOGY AS YOU RIDE
Now that river you see, ladies and
gentmun, is often took for the Columbia
1t amt. It's the willamette, and it's
pronounced Willamette. not Villa
METTE."
Voice from the back seat Hey, Bill,
how'd the Willamette get it's name?'
And he winked wickedly to the other
passengers.
We'll, II guess it's Indian name
I'll ask the driver. offered poor Bill
getting warmer and warmer, for he was
exceedingly fat and the mercury was
high.
Nav; that amt it,,' said the tourist
ut was this way: "A pioneer and his
family was travelling west. From hill
the man thought he spied river and
sent his boy ahead to find out. Will,
am it river?' he says when the lad
came back-and that's how it got its
name!"
This seemed satisfactory to all the
tourists and the guide wrote it down in
a book for future use.
At the end of an imperfect day I re-
jectedly called to pay my respects to the
editor of one of the Oldest and most
widely read of west coast newspapers,
the "Oregonian.'
And you are going away from Port
land without seeing the Columbia high
way?" he gasped running his hands
wildly through his mop of hair.
well, I tried hard enough I de-
Tended
He grab bed his telephone
Have my car sent round in five min.
utes." he shouted. Then. calling another
number: THAT you, John? Well, drop
everything, call up your wife and bring
her over to my office at O'Clock
There's someone here from a New
York paper who Is leaving town with
out seeing the highway! We're going
to see it If 1t means an all-night trip!'
TO HIGHWAY IN A HURRY
Bang! Swat! Wow! That's how they
do things in the west
So / saw the Columbia River highway.
and my day turned from failure into tri-
unlph. Had I not seen it II should never
have dared tell I was at; Portland. No
wonder the Portlanders mention It as a
Partisan speaks OF Notre Dame or a
Buffalonian of Niagarai 4
am inclined to accept their estimate
that 1t is a road of unparalleled scenic
wonders, the finest highway in Amer
lea. (Or is it the worldly
Forty-three miles of it stretch east of
Portland into Eagle Creek National park
where anyone may camp without cost
in government provided tents amid vir-
gin forests, trout streams and water
falls.
Forty miles Of it stretch west toward
the Pacific ocean. And that is only half.
costing between 100000 and $1,000. 600,
When finished, the road will thread 100