Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1919-07-25


IN 'a.t "al kept W my old reputa-
uaa .n olympia OF being the late Mr.,
NupJy."
when started 20 leave the park !
.N,s 700 late AGAIN. as all the horse
less wagon had either left or were
t.il before rEey came 10 me, so |
. walked. and as I walked thought Of
h old poem chat was so pleasing to
John Miller Murphy when he was
editor OF he old-timc standard. every
verse OF which ended with walk,
damn YOU, walk am truly glad
did Walk that time, because it gave
me a chance to look around at the
3 old landmarks on the way from the
/ park to the city.
Hosneier'> Brewery.
As | passed the old brewery where
Xavier Hosneder used to brew beer.
and at the same time brew trouble
for Mrs Hosneder, saw no one there
but a horse chewing hay, and the old
brewery was falling to pieces. Every
thing around there was dry. bone
dry" whatever that means. Hay is
too dry for me, and passed on.
Nell ard Addie Were Home.
! When ! reached the old Frost home
II thought of Bob Frost and | said,
/ Gosh. I wonder il Nell is at home?"
so / climbed the hill that seemed like
it had grown higher than in my youth,
and there on the porch sat Nell Frost.
just like she was waiting for me. We
then went over to see Addie and Nor
ris and had a nice little short visit
What a transformation has taken
place there under the guidance of
MIR. Norris, The Dobbins home of
the old days is now fine garage. and
the old home of Grandma Wylie
!, seems to have vanished while the
Wyman home has been rejjuvenated
/. Il guess that is the right word) and
, makes a beautiful residence for Nor
ris and Adde. And the grounds
around this com binatiOn of old-time
[ homes look like a city park. l am
glad to note that the spirit of beauti
flying homes has reached good old
, olympia.
| The OShanty Club.
Amt it queer? | wonder what
street instead of going up Seventh
from the depot to Main as usual?
There must been spirits with me.
Not the kind spirits that travellers
| carry in a grip, but the kind that tap
you on the shoulder and cause you to
!; look around, and cause you to go the
!, way they want to go.
Although the engine with the train
had just left was standing across
Columbia street | passed in front of
it and went north on Columbia where
1t usta be all mud flats, sinking mud
flats. when I was young man there.
As l walked along l looked up in the
direction of the Mitchell hotel, and
back of it l saw the old building
which used to be en- Main street next
to the alley where the hotel now
stands 1t was the old building in
which ]. T. Brown held his Office as
register OF the U. s. land Office and 1
was his clerk. and Captain w. j.
Doane occupied the rest of the house
with his two boys, Woodie and Jack,
and their aunt. May Prendergast. The
poor old building seemed about to
fall to pieces, and looked to see if
the old O'Shanty club building was
still there back of the registers Of
flee. 1t was--part of it. 1t looked
like an Omaha tornado had lifted the
roof and carried it over into another
county or into another state, as it
some times does there.
Something must pulled me aside
and into that old building with moth
ing but the walls standing, mute and
shattered Jimmy crickets! How
those two old buildings did stir up
memories of the past as stood there
and gazed upon their ruins. 1t seemed
like / could write complete volume
of memories of that one block in
Olympia
what would it be good for? Memo
ries of scenes in the land office; mem
cries of the old Episcopal church,
which was afterwards made into a
grocery store; memories of the
O'Shanty club: memories of people
who were connected in some way with
that entire block: all interesting to
me. Captain J. T. Brown and his
family, Captain w. J. Doane and his
family. A. l.. Smith. lawyer now a
Judge in Marietta, Ohio. Professor J.
NJ. Lyon, the dancing master from
Michigan, now in Chicago: Billy
Crosby and his wife Mollie. l. c. Ellis
and his family. and all the Talcotts,
and many others. But haven't the
time to devote to it now.
The Last Look.
AS looked around at the ruins of
the O'Shanty club building l thought
of the time when we youngsters fixed
up the interior and made it real
coy place to spend pleasant evenings
with our friends. our sweethearts, our
neighbors and our relatives | imag-
med could see myself with my iovial
companions laying that nice dancing
1 floor, the little platform for the Or
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