The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1920-04-15
ANTHONY EUWER PAYS
TRIBUTE TO SISTER

Anthony Euwer, poet and artist,
who has spent several summers in the
Upper Valley. has written the follow
ing pretty triubte in memory of his
sister. Mrs. A.o G. Sallenbach, whoee
death occurred recently at her Upper
Valley home:
On the 18th of March from the little
Parkdale home up in the Hood River
valley, there passed on to a greater
| life an unusual and beautiful person.
ality. For the last eight years in the
shadow Of the big mountain that she
loved, Marian Sallenhach had lived life
IN its fullness as a daughter, as
sister, as wife and as mother.
With the memory Of this sister comes
an unforgettable loyeiness that will
always be the one fond and dear pos
| session to US who grieve. 80
Those first years on my brothers
ranch come now as a background of
lovely summer days, days that were
made SO happy and beautiful by the |
simple presence of this lovely. laugh
ing girl. Up among the frs or down |
IN the orchard or on horseback, it was |
her laugh always her laugh, for there |
was lots OF happiness running loose
there were tears, too; sensitive tears
they were and quite near the surface,
for she was responsive to every emo
ton. AT noontime there was no great
bell to ring, but she always came and
called, and that clear. ringing call.
echoing down through the brief little
years, can hear it now, calling us to
lunch. And the summer evenings on
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sunset, sitting on the steps where we
used to watch that evening star that
each night Travelled its horizontal Jour
ney between two fir trees: and when
the cold nights came and the others had
gone to bed, we sat before the logs
talking of her future and my future
and those dear, near things that burn !
ing embers have way Of turning into !
spoken words.
Maybe it would be then that | would
read her a rhyme that had written !
that day, for always she ives the first !
to hear these snatches of rhymes. She !
lad an intuitive judgment and an en- J
.husiasm that | relied on and looked !,
forward to as never failing reward in i
ny own work so that during the more
ecent years and this last winter il has
)een the same, Il wonder what Marian
would think; | hope she'll like it,"
Ter love and enthusiasm have been an n
Inspiration that has helped through "
many dark places, an inspiration that
an never pass away. G
She loved color and often in looking "
t newly made sketch her criticism ID
would go straight to the mark. There -
vas no passing wonder of cloud or sun
hine on the hills that was lost to her.
'ften she would go out of her way to n
un and tell me to come and see. Her =
ense of humor was delightful. She
ad an Astounding enthusiasm in the dC
wing of each new day and there was a tr
uick response to all that this beauti- dt
al, tangled-up world of ours had to K
Ter. think that the dominant note IA
her personality was love it was in re
er voice. it was in her life, it was 'as III
)ontaneous as her laugh. 81
Then came the beginning of the big 81
venture and the little new home was WI
lllt upon the hill beneath the pines, nr
yer across the ravine. We missed her
the older home, but there was the
ali through the woods and a little =
ak up the hill--usualy | went 'round
Y way Of the little kitchen where |
as sure to find her always busy, al.
ays beautiful, always CHEEKY and al On
ays loving.
And then came the babies, and since gu
EN- | have known this little home Ire
ly through the treasured letters that an
me in the dearly bought moments :
tween time; letters that told of the If
orable antics of these little kiddies,
d how if did not come soon | would
smisslng them at the very lovliest qul
)ment of their whole lives. We were pa pa
have that visit this summer. "a
On that wintry night on the fifteenth m muhl
March in the little house under the sur sur
res, the loveliest of women made l4'
2 supreme sacrifice, her soul passed 80
with the setting of the sun and a d
tie baby girl was left. In the valley ne
1t she so loved, in the valley that so 70
ed her, there can be no whittier mon. eye
ent than the memory of this life. rig
liant with love and beautysand with eac
lrm and abiding faith in a Christian qua qua
d. Anthony Euwer. Be- 9-.