1eyes growing greener and more furious, as their manner is when balked, until an Indian coming up shot him and allowed a very tired, dirty and humbled young man to limp back to camp.
It was written for this young man that he, too, should serve his country in the Civil War, but that less fortunate than some of his comrades, he should fall in battle at the head of his brigade, crippled for life by a shot through the hips.
As a white - haired old General he now walks haltingly in his vineyard in California, and thinks often of early Oregon and of the days when '^all the world was young."
About the time of the great flood of 18 came one of the coldest Winters ever known in Oregon, theWinter of 1861-62. Ice rarely forms at Cathlamet, but that Winter the water along
