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coast at Tillamook Head, thirty miles north of the bay, in 1879. This appears to be the wildest spot on the coast. The rock rose one hundred feet above the water, and was only large enough to afford ground room for the workmen to carry on their operations. In the month of October four men were put upon the rock with tools and provisions. Only when the sea was smooth could a boat reach the rock, and when, a few days later, five men attempted to land there, the foreman was drowned. The eight remaining men suffered ail the discomforts of shipwrecked sailors, their only shelter from rain and spray being a heavy canvas tied to ringbolts fastened in the rock. They quarried out a cove and built a cabin in it, which they bolted to the face of the cliff. The next move was to quarry steps from the landing to the top of the rock, having to work a part of the time on a staging hung from the summit. Often the weather would not permit them to work at all, and in January they had a hurricane which dashed the waves to the top of the rock. Their supplies were washed away, and they expected to follow, but were so fortunate as to outlive the buffeting their cabin received from the elements. It was sixteen days before their situation could be made known to persons on shore. A line, fastened to the top of the rock and cast loose, was picked up by a ship, and supplies were transferred from the ship’s mast to the rock. By May the quarrymen had cut down the rock to a height of eighty feet, and made a level place for the light-house. In June the corner-stone was laid, and on every fair day a load of hewn material was taken out to the rock, and the building, fifty feet square, constructed, in which were rooms for the keeper of the light, with a room for the fog-signal machinery. The tower was raised forty-eight feet, placing the lantern one hundred and thirty-six feet above the sea-level, and in January, 1881, the light was put in operation. One month before a ship had gone ashore, and twenty lives been lost within a mile of the lighthouse. In some winter storms the waves have tossed boulders as large as cannon-balls over the top of the tower.

The coast of Oregon in a “ sou’wester” is extremely inhospitable. In summer it is much resorted to for pleasure, and has been so from the time of the earliest settlement in the Walla- met Valley to the present. The sea-beach at Tillamook, or the