the shores of the Columbia was frozen so solidly that horses and sleds were used on it, and snow fell and remained on the ground to the depth of three feet. The little steamer Multnomah, with genial Captain Hoyt as master, was frozen in at Cathlamet, and so were quite a number of other people.
There is at least one staid, elderly woman of Portland who will remember the gay carnival of that Winter in the white and Indian town of Cathlamet.The Indians had plenty of food and clothing and were happy .The whites were jolly, as pioneers always were if they had half a chance.
The six weeks of freezing weather was filled in with sleigh -riding, games and dancing, and from the hills of Cathlamet to the Columbia River the men, boys and women, white and
