The Infamous Black Bird Southern Oregon History, Revised

The Grieves
And the Prospect Hotel.

ASHLAND, Oct. 28th, 1877.
    EDITOR TIDINGS:--The ears of all the world are pricked up to hear from Stanley and learn something of the source of the Nile. And why should they not? It is certainly a subject of deep interest, but I think there are sources of more interest to the readers of the Tidings in the mountains of Southern Oregon.
    I shall endeavor, with your permission, to give you a brief sketch of a recent trip to the source of Fall Creek, a tributary of the Klamath River. Our first drive was to the Toll House, where I received the hospitality of Messrs. Dollarhide, and enjoyed a fine opportunity of breathing in the perfume wafted from the vast mountain forests and bathing in the sharp atmosphere above the fogs of the valley.
    The Toll House is situated three miles above the northern terminus of the Siskiyou wagon road and constitutes one of the most lovely mountain homes in Southern Oregon. Messrs. Dollarhide have made much improvement since their advent. They have cleared off a large farm on the mountainside, and this year have housed over one hundred tons of hay cut from their land. This is an interesting item, when we take into consideration the fact that there are thousands of acres of such land now unoccupied on our mountainsides. They have just completed a large, well-constructed wagon shed for the accommodation of teamsters and others who stop overnight with them. This house bids fair, ere long, to be one of the most popular stopping places on the road.
    Next morning I took my seat in the buggy with Mr. Clay Dollarhide, and his fine matched grays were soon wheeling us down the mountain at an exhilarating speed, our route by way of the Soda Springs and up the mountain towards Linkville, crossing the Siskiyou Mountains and descending Jenny Creek, a tributary of the Klamath. From the base to the summit of the Siskiyou on this route is found an almost continuous body of rich soil, although much of it is badly mixed with stones. Some settlers are already found here, but there is much land awaiting future occupants. After crossing the Jenny Creek bridge and ascending the grade about one-half mile, we turned to the right and left the Linkville road. From here we traveled over an almost level plain for eleven miles, through a forest of magnificent sugar pine, fir, cedar and spruce. The whole distance is almost devoid of underbrush and is carpeted in many places with princess pine and uva-ursi, with an occasional clump of oak, manzanita and the usual varieties of evergreens peculiar to our mountains. This level country offers a good route for a railroad, a survey already having been made through it, showing an almost air-line grade from Klamath River to its intersection with the Linkville road, a few miles beyond the Jenny Creek bridge. We arrived at the ranch of Mr. J. A. Grieve, just as night shut out the view, where we remained until morning. Mr. Grieve's ranch is located on and includes within its limits the source of Fall Creek. Numerous springs rise on a level plain, some of them producing enough water to turn a mill. These spring branches wind through the glade in shallow furrow-like channels, more resembling irrigating ditches than natural streams. A single furrow running across some of them would carry the water in a straight line for hundreds of yards at right angles to its former bed. Mr. Grieve has some sixty acres of fine meadow land at this place, the productiveness of which he proved this year by housing eight tons of hay, from three acres of wheat sowed in June. He is engaged in stock raising and has located this place as a homestead.
    Fall Creek is represented as rich in wild mountain scenery, producing a succession of waterfalls of rare beauty on its way to the Klamath River, a distance of four miles by the road.
    On our return next day we stopped at the new saw mill just completed above the Jenny Creek bridge by Parvis & Co. It has already proved its ability to make lumber. At the time we were there, however, it was awaiting a supply of logs which was fast accumulating, some dozen or so already being on the ground.
J. M.S. [James M. Sutton]
Ashland Tidings, November 9, 1877, page 1

In the Mountains--Fall Creek Falls.
    On Friday last the writer embarked upon a native pony for a voyage to the mountains this side of Klamath River in the region drained by Jenny Creek, the chief objective point being the high falls of which mention was made a few weeks since. By commendable diligence in the application of rope's-end and persuasive language we succeeded in reaching the Willits' saw mill, on Keene Creek, by supper time, and enjoyed the hospitality of Mr. B. R. Willits and wife until the next day.
    The saw mill we found to be one of the best in the country, substantially and conveniently built, and in the best condition for turning out first-class lumber, great piles of which are stacked up in the yard. The mill has been running all summer, and very little lumber has been hauled away, so the stock on hand is large enough to build a small town with. The water in Keene Creek is rather low, now, but the mill may be run up to about two-thirds of its cutting capacity, and Mr. Willits intends to continue sawing until forced to suspend work by the winter weather.
    On Saturday forenoon, in company with Mr. L. F. Willits,we started for the falls. Our course was down Keene Creek to Jenny Creek, and down Jenny Creek for three or four miles, when we set out over the divide to the source of Fall Creek. There are some incidents and adventures of this journey that we can never be induced to disclose. How we threaded and tore our way through brush for about three miles by deer trails which the deer had abandoned because the brush scratched them so badly, while just on the other side of the creek (which is fordable anywhere) was a clear, well-used horse-trail, it would not do to tell. (The writer doesn't care, but Mr. Willits takes pride in being an experienced and discerning woodman, and it might wound his pride to have it known.) And how we went into Mr. Bruce Grieve's house when nobody was at home and helped ourselves to bread and milk from his well-stocked cupboard is too nearly criminal to acknowledge.
    About the middle of the afternoon we reached the falls, and the next two or three hours were spent in "drinking in" the scenery, as the Boston bluestockings would observe. At the cataracts Fall Creek carries at this time nearly twice as much water as is now running under the bridge in Ashland. There are two falls, about a quarter of a mile apart. The upper one is over a precipice about 100 feet in height, and the fall may be called unbroken, although the wall of the precipice over which the water falls is not quite vertical, and the rocks, without revealing themselves, keep the water churned into a white mass from the top to the bottom. The lower falls consist of two cascades, each of which is nearly 100 feet in height, and in each of which there are two or three benches or divisions. From the foot of the upper cascade to the top of the lower is fifteen or twenty yards. The lower falls are much the more extensive and imposing. The road leading from Cottonwood to Purvis' on the Linkville road passes within half a mile of the falls just this side of Klamath River, and a person coming this way may catch a glimpse of them from the road, but, as they are almost hidden by the canyon walls and rocks, can gain no idea of their extent and grandeur. The whole country within view from a mountain standpoint above the falls presents a scene of wild grandeur that would well repay a visit, even if the falls were not there. Jenny Creek and Fall Creek both cut through deep, rocky canyons as they approach the Klamath River, and high walls and ridges of loose, naked rocks rise like parapets and battlements on all sides. A mile or two to the southward the Klamath cleaves its way through the mountains, its canyon valley visible for miles. Directly across the river the mountains rise, ridge after ridge, until an even crest line is formed lifting the horizon high among the clouds, and then towering magnificently above all Mount Shasta glistens in the heavens.
    After "taking it all in," we returned to John Grieve's place, about two and a half miles on the homeward way, and stopped all night. Mr. Grieve has the finest mountain farm in the country, and has followed the dairying business for several years with good success. He has about 75 acres of rich meadow land, so nearly level that a single plow furrow will carry water over it in almost any direction for irrigation. A large portion of this has been seeded with timothy, and produces the best of hay. The great charm and value of the place is in the water. Copious springs, clear, cold and perennial, issue from the ground in such number and with such a volume of water that a large creek is formed by their confluence before they pass the confines of the farm. Upon one of these, within a few steps of the dwelling house, a milk house is built, and to its advantages may be attributed, perhaps, the secret of the excellence of the butter which Mrs. Grieve sends to market. There are four brothers Grieve living on Fall Creek, Jenny Creek and Keene Creek, three of whom are still unmarried. We make this announcement in the hope that some
damsels who have been waiting for leap year chances may be induced to visit the falls and enjoy the mountain scenery.
    Returning next morning to the saw mill, we found W. A. Wilshire, who had wandered over from Dead Indian to meet us there by appointment, and brought him home to attend to business.
Ashland Tidings, August 6, 1880, page 3

    John A. Grieve came in this week from his ranch on Fall Creek, just this side of the Klamath River. He says the people in his neighborhood are anxious to have the post office at Pioneer reopened, or else have the river bridged, so they can reach the Bogus office.
"Brevities," Ashland Tidings, March 20, 1885, page 3

    His peculiar track was caused by the loss of three of the claws of his left forefoot, which he had torn off in a huge trap set by Bruce Grieve of Fall Creek, a well-known stockman and noted bear hunter. The loss of these claws caused the left foot to turn outward at the heel as he walked, and hence the name "Old Reelfoot," or "Clubfoot."
"'Old Reelfoot' Evades Guns," Ashland Tidings, February 16, 1948, page 2

    At that time the Grieve brothers were in the cattle business along Jenny Creek, and they also lost cattle. One of the brothers, Robert Bruce Grieve, an experienced hunter and trapper, set a trap in the vicinity of Skookum Gulch, and in time caught a huge female grizzly, said to be the largest yet killed in the Siskiyou Mountains. But still the cattle losses went on, and it was evident that one overgrown bear was doing the killing. For some time the cattle men tried to trap and poison him, and many hunted for him. Except for the huge tracks there was no way to distinguish his killings from other grizzlies'; he was of gigantic size, and the way he killed full-grown cattle was beyond the imagination of men.
    Robert Bruce Grieve tried his luck at setting a trap for the bear in the Skookum Gulch area, and after repeated efforts succeeded in getting him in a trap, but he escaped, leaving three of his toenails in the trap. This made his left front footprint appear like it was turned in a little, hence the name "Reelfoot."
Southern Oregon Historical Society Research Library MS1388, Box 1

    Mr. Grieve had the misfortune to lose one of his dry houses by fire, on last Friday morning, and it had six or eight hundred pounds of fruit in it. He is repairing and rebuilding it.
"Eagle Point Eaglets,"
Medford Mail, September 15, 1893, page 1 supplement

    Rumor has it that Stan. Aiken will fit up the Pioneer House and stable, which he will open to the public about the first of July, and that he will stock the store now occupied by A. H. Boothby. This is one of the best stands on the road and will no doubt continue to merit a liberal share of the public patronage.
"Prospect Prospects," Democratic Times, Jacksonville, June 18, 1894, page 2

    Mr. Boothby is working on his new house.
"Prospect Pointers," Medford Mail, June 22, 1894, page 4

    A. H. Boothby points with pride to the fruit on his three-year-old trees--plums, prunes, cherries and apples. Mr. Boothby is also a gardener of no small parts, but just now has laid down the hoe to do a little paper hanging in his new hotel, which hotel, by the way, is a credit to Prospect.
"Timber Belt Slabs," Medford Mail, August 10, 1894, page 4

    At Prospect we found a fine property of a sawmill, a large hotel building nearly completed, a store of assorted merchandise, a good school house, a post office, several dwelling houses and as beautiful a site for a town or city as one could wish to see. Mr. Stan. Aiken aims to keep a hotel and supplies of all kinds for sojourners to that health resort and enchanting locality. I take Mr. A. to be a business man and a gentleman.
Salisbury Sherman, "A Trip East of the Mountains," Medford Mail, August 17, 1894, page 4

    Miss E. L. Benson has taught our school for two years, and has been engaged for the coming year. The young lady uses all the modern charts and helps in school work, and teaches music and drawing in the school besides the studies required. Then we have a store, always well stocked with groceries, notions, etc., and if you desire anything more than is kept in a general store, Mr. Aiken makes weekly trips to Medford and all valley towns and will bring you any article to be had--he is accommodating. The mail (U.S.) comes twice a week to the post office--the Medford Mail once a week, with all the news. We have as good a hotel building as can be found. Mrs. Boothby presides over the culinary department herself and takes pride in putting before the public tempting dishes. The old style of hospitality we like so well is dispensed at the Boothby House, and those stopping for a meal want to stay a week. Prospect has a sawmill--all the clear sugar pine lumber you want. We also have a blacksmith and general shop. Mr. S. Aiken keeps a feed stable, large and full--hay, grain and feed of all kinds for stock.
"Prospect Pointers," Medford Mail, August 24, 1894, page 4

    Geo. Gray is assisting A. H. Boothby in work on the Boothby house.
"Prospect Items," Medford Mail, January 18, 1895, page 2

    Dr. Officer left here on Mr. Grieve's mule stage line for Medford, and some say that his objective point is Portland, to be absent a few days.

A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail, February 8, 1895, page 2

    John Grieve, mail contractor and deputy assessor, was in town last week and reports that he has been assessing and looking up R.R. land in the mountains of Big and Little Butte creeks but that the work progresses slowly on account of the roughness of the country. He reports that there is a large grizzly bear in the vicinity of Mr. Farlow's on Little Butte Creek that is doing considerable damage to the stock in that region. Several attempts have been made to capture him and several weeks ago he got his foot into a large steel trap, but he was so powerful that he tore himself loose and got away. His track measures eleven inches.
"Butte Creek News," Valley Record, Ashland, May 2, 1895, page 3

    Miss Ora Wood was visiting the family of Mr. Grieve, our mail carrier, last week, at Central Point.

A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail, May 31, 1895, page 2

    A. H. BOOTHBY, one of the veteran residents of the Prospect country--and a good neighbor any place you put him--was in Medford last week doing business and receiving and giving pointers regarding the proper handling of the expected crowd of Mazamas.
"Purely Personal," Medford Mail, August 14, 1896, page 6

    Mr. Boothby has been to the valley several times lately laying in a stock of good things for the large tourist travel.
"Prospect Pointers," Medford Mail, August 21, 1896, page 5

    The first of last week our stage driver and our assessor-elect, Grieve, came near having an accident in Butte Creek. While crossing the creek at the ford two large salmon ran between the spokes of one of the wheels, frightening the team so that the driver had difficulty in controlling them.

A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail, October 23, 1896, page 5

    Spencer Childers has sold his brick yard together with five acres of land to E. C. Stickel, from Lakeport, Calif., who is a son-in-law of assessor Grieve. Mr. Stickel will commence the manufacture of brick just as soon as the kiln which Mr. Childers has is burned and out of the way. The gentleman is highly recommended as a first-class workman and a good, square business man. The Mail hopes his venture will prove as profitable as he now anticipates.

"A Grist of Local Haps and Mishaps," Medford Mail, May 7, 1897, page 2

    A letter that James E. Grieve of Prospect wrote to Gus E. Samuels when Grieve was a soldier on the battlefront in the Philippines was unearthed recently by Mrs. Ed Leever. The letter was printed in the Medford Monitor, and she clipped it. After it had been 30 years in a scrapbook, she turned the letter over to Mr. Samuels.
    The letter, with one sentence deleted, is as follows:
A Letter from Manila
Manila, P.I.
    Blockhouse No. 7, Powder Magazine
        Feb. 12, 1899.
Mr. Gus Samuels,
    Central Point, Oregon.
Dear Old Pard:
    I wrote a few lines home yesterday, and as I have another opportunity today will make well of the chance and write to you.
    We are still out to the front and probably will be for several days yet and no telling when I'll have another chance to write, for we are kept on the jump night and day, and for that reason it is my wish that you would let my folks see this.
    I will not trouble you, Gus, with the details of my many unpleasant experiences since coming into the field on Monday last. Three companies of 2nd Oregon are all that are on the firing line, and I'm proud to say that Co. G is among the number.
    War is truly a hell on earth, and I have witnessed sights since coming into this campaign that, although hardened as I am now, makes me shudder as the thought of them. When I first came here I did not have a great deal of sympathy for these black devils, but now they are not as much as a yellow dog in my estimation. But thank goodness we are able to give them just what they deserve. They take no prisoners at all and even show no regard for the Red Cross men and women, but fire on them just the same. When I get home I'll tell you all about it; time and space will not permit now.
    I have not had my shoes off for four days, so you can judge how much rest we get. As far as I know none of the Oregon boys have been killed and only a few wounded. Ollie and Tom were right when we last saw each other. Don't think they have been sent to the front yet. But despite all the hardships a soldier must have his fun and even in the heat of action, the other day, I had to pause and laugh at the maneuvers of some of our school boys, as we term them, who had never before they came here fired a gun and didn't realize until too late what trouble they had to contend with in active service.
    Hardtack and coffee does go kind of hard, but we are getting next to ourselves and have chicken, etc., for a change.
    Well, Gus, I will not write more this time but simply say that I'm well, in good spirits, and a good bullet dodger. With regards I am your friend,
Medford Mail Tribune, March 4, 1929, page 5

    Hon. John Grieve, ex-county assessor, and Claud White passed through our town last Thursday on their way to Mt. Pitt precinct to appraise the real property of the late Mrs. Berry. The original appraisers were Thomas Wright, John Obenchain and Wm. Perry, but the latter being sick Mr. White was appointed in his place. The property was appraised at $850. Mr. Grieve returned on Sunday and reports that the thermometer registered 10 degrees below zero at Mr. Beall's on Friday night and on Saturday night 8 degrees below zero at Mr. Edsell's. In our town the mercury stood at 8 degrees above, but that is cold enough for our "Italy."
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail, February 10, 1899
, page 5

    The citizens of Medford gave an enthusiastic reception at the opera house Friday evening to Alex. Galloway, Olney Hopwood, Robt. Dow and Jas. Grieve, who did good work against the enemy in the Philippines. The programme, which consisted of addresses, vocal and instrumental music, etc., was impromptu, but nevertheless well rendered and interesting.
"Medford Squibs," Democratic Times, Jacksonville, August 14, 1899, page 2

    The Central Point football teams came over to our town on Jan. 1st, and played our teams two interesting games. The ground was wet and soft, with an occasional mud hole, so that each party has the full benefit of the mud. The juniors played first and at the end of the allotted time the game stood Eagle Point 11, Central Point 0. At 2:30 p.m. the seniors commenced and at the end of the first half hour the game stood Eagle Point 16, Central Point 0. After a short rest they again commenced and in a short time the Eagle Point boys made another touchdown and then they adjourned, the game standing E.P. 21, C.P. 0. There were no very serious accidents during the game. James Grieve fell with his head doubled under the wrong way and had to be taken off the ground, and Harry Carlton received a fall that caused him to see stars for some time, besides a number of lesser accidents.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail, January 12, 1900, page 5

    There now being but a horse trail from Persist to Prospect, the Persist settlers, headed by R. W. Gray, John Grieve, W. T. Grieve and P. S. Enyart, are now at work making the trail into a wagon road. 
"The New Post Office of Persist," Medford Mail, January 11, 1902, page 2

    Stan Aiken, of Prospect, was in Medford recently after supplies for his store and hotel at Prospect. Mr. and Mrs. G. A. Hollenbeak will have charge of the hotel this season and Mr. Aiken will conduct the store and feed stables. He will also put in a feed stable at Mill Creek. Mr. Aiken is one of the pioneers of that part of the country, and the Mail hopes that when the tide of tourists turns Crater Lake way it will not forget to call upon the good-natured and always hospitable Stan.
"Purely Personal," Medford Mail, July 4, 1902, page 6

    On Wednesday morning of last week your Eagle Point correspondent, accompanied by his daughter, Agnes, started for Fort Klamath. I discovered that quite a number of changes had taken place along the route since my trip last year. John Allen, of Derby, has been improving his place by putting additional buildings on it; T. B. Higinbotham has built a fine residence on his place; Mr. Stewart, the orchardist, has greatly improved his place by clearing away a large amount of timber and brush and putting out about thirty acres to pear trees; Mr. Peyton, postmaster at Peyton, is making several changes on his property; Mr. Swanson has sold his farm to a Mr. Grieve, who is making a nice home of it, and the general drift shows that the part of our county lying along Rogue River is being rapidly developed and improved.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail, August 29, 1902, page 5

    Stan Aiken was down from Prospect this week. Mr. Aiken is postmaster, merchant and hotel keeper at Prospect--and besides all these he is an extensive rancher. He and his brother own 1100 acres of the best land there is in that locality. It comprises good range and hay land, timber and agriculture land. Mr. Aiken was about the first men to locate in that section, and he didn't do a thing but anchor himself onto a good bit of the cream land of that section.
"Purely Personal," Medford Mail, January 2, 1903, page 6

    G. A. Hollenbeak, he who keeps the hotel at Prospect, and E. M. Boothby, also of Prospect, were in the city Monday. They report the roads in a worse condition than they ever were before at this season of the year. There is no snow, but gee whiz, there is mud and ruts into which one can nearly drop out of sight.
"Purely Personal," Medford Mail, March 27, 1903, page 6

    Will Grieve returned last Sunday to his home at Persist after a few days visit with friends at Central Point.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail, May 6, 1904, page 8

    Ludo Grieve, of Central Point, passed here on his way to Persist, for a few days' visit with his brother, Will.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail, June 10, 1904, page 3

    John Grieve, of Persist, passed through our vicinity on his way home from Central Point, where he has been visiting his son, Jas. Grieve.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail, June 24, 1904, page 3

    George Daniel and John Grieve passed Tuesday, en route to their home at Prospect.
"Rogue River News," Medford Mail, November 25, 1904, page 3

    Those who travel through here with autos need not fear a gasoline famine, as the Prospect store already has a supply on hand for those who call for it. We are going to try and accommodate everyone who stops over here, as the Prospect Hotel has a number of tents erected specially for the tourists; we wish to say also that first-class meals will be served at the hotel, so the people who do not know this need not fear, as there will be plenty to eat for all.
    The Prospect Hotel has a large fish pond, which affords the people lots of amusement watching the fish dart about.

"Prospect Nuggets," Medford Mail Tribune, June 17, 1910, page 7

    After crossing Rogue River and going up the Flounce Rock grade we found that Hon. John Grieve, the supervisor of that district, had opened up a new road along the bluff overhanging Rogue River, leading to Prospect, and cutting out the sticky hills and rocky part of the road, as it is on pumice soil all the way.
    Spending the night at the Prospect hotel, where Mrs. Hollenbeak presides, and uses every means to make the place homelike, the next morning we started at 7 o'clock for Trail, only stopping long enough to say hello to our friends Mr. and Mrs. Blanchet, who brought the Charley Knighten place.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, October 11, 1910, page 2

    Last Sunday J. C. Moor of Elk Creek and John Grieve, the superintendent of the county road work near Prospect, called for dinner. Mr. Grieve reports that he has a large force at work on the road near Prospect.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, May 3, 1911, page 6

    John Grieve, the road supervisor of Prospect, was a pleasant caller last Saturday. He was down after a load of dynamite to use on his road work.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, May 18, 1911, page 6

    Supervisor Grieve has just finished a section of new road extending through the forest to Skookum Gorge, about four miles from Prospect.
    The forestry service has rebuilt the worst parts of the highway through the forest reserve, and cut away the brush. Contractor Natwick has established a camp near Elk Creek and has the contract for straightening and widening a mile of the worst part of the road between Trail and Enyart's. In the national park, Superintendent Arant is busy overhauling the road.
    Preparations for the care of tourists are better than ever. Accommodations can be secured at Allen's or Middlebush's at Trail, at Enyart's, near the mouth of Big Butte, at the Prospect Hotel and in the park and at the lake.

"New Grade Delights All," Medford Mail Tribune, July 17, 1911, page 4

    MEDFORD, Or., Aug. 15.--(Special.)--Greatly fatigued by the long 180-mile journey to Crater Lake and return, Mr. and Mrs. Jack London returned this evening and retired almost immediately to their rooms. Those in the party were Mr. and Mrs. London and Mr. and Mrs. J. T. Sullivan, together with London's Japanese servant.
    The party left here Sunday noon in a big touring car and arrived at Prospect, 75 miles distant, in the evening. They slept at the hotel at Prospect and continued their journey to the lake, reaching it Monday morning.
"Jack London Tired," Oregonian, Portland, August 16, 1911, page 4

    Among the many guests we have had the last few days were Mr. Luther East, the man who captured Miss Ala Ditsworth and took her to wife, and J. H. Grieve, the baby boy of our ex-Assessor John Grieve, and brother of our present assessor. They both took the stage Monday morning for Prospect.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, September 26, 1911, page 3

    The convict camp near this city is now permanently established. A few of the prisoners under the supervision of John Grieve, who has them in charge, commenced work on the Pumicestone Hill yesterday morning, and it is expected that by Monday the entire gang will be put to work on the new county highway. Part of the men are at present employed at the camp, fixing up their quarters.
"Number 6349 Writes of Camp,"
Medford Mail Tribune, November 6, 1911, page 5

    Mrs. William Jones and her daughter Grace came home from Prospect last Friday, where they have been for several months. They have had charge of the Prospect Hotel.
"Debenger Gap Items," Central Point Herald, December 28, 1911, page 4

    Mrs. Jas. Grieve, of Prospect, was here for a few days during the week visiting relatives and superintending the packing of household goods for shipment to Prospect, where Mr. and Mrs. Grieve have taken lease on the Prospect hotel for a term of years.
Central Point Herald, May 2, 1912, page 4

    Mr. and Mrs. J. E. Grieve, of Prospect, were in Medford Wednesday and Thursday. Mr. Grieve has leased the Prospect Hotel, feed stables and store from the Ray realty company, and next week he and his family will take possession and commence a general overhauling of the buildings, in anticipation of the usual Crater Lake summer travel. There are 20 rooms in the hotel, and besides these Mr. Grieve will provide a goodly number of tents for the convenience of those guests who may prefer them for sleeping apartments. Mr. Grieve will also be in a position this summer to supply the needs of guests who may want pack and saddle horses.
"Local and Personal," Medford Mail Tribune, May 2, 1912, page 2

    John Grieve, one of our ex-assessors and now supervisor of the Prospect road district, came in Monday evening and spent the night with us. He was on his return trip from a visit to Ontario, Canada, where he had been visiting relatives. He said that on his return trip he had just kept ahead of the blizzards and floods. He took the P.&E. car for Derby Tuesday.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, April 5, 1913, page 5

    "Jim Grieve, who owns the hotel at Prospect, has a blind pig," states County Commissioner J. N. Smith, who has returned from an inspection trip over Rogue River roads.
    When County Assessor William Grieve heard the news he wrote his brother a hot letter, calling him down for being all kinds of a fool to take a chance by violating the law, and expressing his sentiments in strong and vigorous language. In short, he commanded that the pig be closed.
    After the reprimand had been mailed Commissioner Smith was pledged to secrecy by the assessor, who promised that law violation would cease at once and staked his reputation on it. Meanwhile he was anxious to maintain secrecy lest District Attorney Kelly hear the news and start prosecution.
    When Mr. Smith reached Medford on his homeward trip he added some more information regarding the Grieve blind pig at Prospect, which he strangely forgot to tell the assessor. The pig was born blind and deaf, is a black one and is three months old. Notwithstanding its afflictions it seems to be thriving.
Medford Mail Tribune, April 24, 1913, page 4

Jim Grieve's Hospitality Taxed but as Usual He Makes Good
    Recent visitors to Prospect report that section to be more popular as an outing resort this year than ever before and that the transient business at the Grieve hotel was taxing its capacity to the utmost. However, Jim Grieve is living up to his reputation of making good with his customers and has the arrangements so adjusted that all comers are served in the most satisfactory manner whether it is meals wanted or both eats and lodging.
    Guy Tex and Clarence Lovern with their wives paid a visit to the summer resort on Sunday last and came back very enthusiastic over the natural beauty of that locality as well as being much taken with the sporting opportunities of the woods and streams in that vicinity. The anglers had little difficulty in hooking a very nice string of trout in the stream near Prospect and then hiked through the woods in search of big game "sign" until they had made a trip of about twelve miles on foot. Taken in connection with the 112 miles they made in the machine by the time they got back back to the city it looks like something of a record for one day's sport. They pronounce it an ideal spot to spend a vacation period whether it be for one day or several and are very complimentary in their mention of the hospitality extended at the Prospect Inn in charge of the Grieves.
    The hotel there has lately been enlarged considerably and beside that fifteen tents have been put up nearby to accommodate the overflow of patrons from the house or those who prefer that kind of sleeping room. An efficient force of waiters are in attendance, and the wants of guests well looked after both at table and room service.
    Friends in this city of the managers of the Prospect Hotel will be pleased to know that they are being accorded such a liberal patronage, and we are all sure that they will make good with the travelers who visit them.

Central Point Herald, July 24, 1913, page 1

    Road construction on one stretch at that time was relatively easy, he pointed out, as a section from Cascade Gorge down to the Evergreen Ranch was built earlier by prison labor under Gov. Oswald West about 1914. All that was required here was to widen it on the same grade. William Grieve, father of James Grieve, was in charge of the prisoners, Rynning said.
"Five-Day Trip to Crater Lake," Medford Mail Tribune, December 6, 1953, page 14

    But before I get too far on my subject I must say something about the town of Prospect, for it has been greatly changed since I was there before. They have torn away the old barn that has been standing for the last 40 years and put up a new one, tore away the old store and erected a new one and James Grieve and wife, the proprietors, are kept busy with the store and hotel, but everything looks fresh and clean.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, July 3, 1914, page 2

    Forty-seven miles from Medford you come to Prospect Park. Here in an open park-like glade is a hotel, a store and post office. James Grieve is the owner of Prospect Park, and to one's pleasure and surprise everything about the hotel is strictly modern, "homey" and comfortable, and the meals can certainly be described as "good eats."
Fred Lockley, "Crater Lake, Oregon's One Matchless Jewel," Oregon Journal, Portland, July 25, 1915, page B8

Prospect Park
Midway between Medford and Crater Lake. Splendid fishing on the Rogue River, 5 minutes' walk to beautiful Mill Creek Falls. Hotel, Cottages, Tents on Camp Grounds. Meals unexcelled. All modern conveniences. Restful and home-like place. Rates reasonable.
Address James E. Grieve, Prospect, Or.
Oregon Journal, Portland, August 1, 1915, page 47

    A bouncing baby boy arrived August 24 at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Grieve on the Nichols ranch.
"Along Rogue River," Medford Mail Tribune, September 1, 1915, page 4

    HOLLENBEAK--At Salem, Oregon, October 22, Mrs. Martha Hollenbeak, aged 58 years. She was a native of Iowa and has been a resident of Jackson County 25 years, and was proprietor of the hotel at Prospect for ten years. She was a resident of Sams Valley for a number of years. She leaves four children, Ed Hollenbeak, Mrs. Pearl Mooney, Prospect, Oregon; Mrs. Belle Norton, Grangeville, Idaho; Ace Hollenbeak, Fort Wrangle, Alaska. Funeral services will be held at Perl undertaking parlors at 11:30 a.m. Sunday, October 24. Burial at Antioch cemetery.
Medford Mail Tribune, October 23, 1915, page 2

    Among the arrivals on the P.&E. this morning was William Grieve, our county assessor, and a very prominent candidate for the nomination for sheriff at the primary. He stopped off just long enough to shake hands with about a dozen friends who met him at the depot and went on up to Butte Falls. 
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, March 29, 1916, page 3

    W. T. Grieve, president of the Jackson County, Oregon, Fire Patrol Association, was in Yreka and had a long conference with Forest Supervisor W. E. Rider of the Klamath National Forest on the attitude of Northern California's small and large timber holders toward fire patrol of timber.
"Oregon Resident Urges Fire Patrol," Sacramento Daily Union, March 18, 1917, page 9

    Mr. and Mrs. James E. Grieve of Prospect have returned home with their new car, after spending several weeks in Medford. While here Mr. Grieve made arrangements to install at his hotel at Prospect ice making apparatus. This feature will doubtless be much appreciated by the tourists and others en route to Crater Lake in July and August.
"Local and Personal," Medford Mail Tribune, April 30, 1917, page 2

    There were three large trucks of the Eads Transfer Company came up Sunday with goods for the Prospect store and hotel.
"Flounce Rock Frills," Medford Mail Tribune, June 14, 1917, page 4

    The wartime prices have given an impetus to the development of the sulfur deposits 45 miles northeast of Gold Hill, on the farm of W. T. Grieve, near Prospect. He is preparing to put it on the local market for fertilizer. It is being used extensively in this valley for that purpose.

"Oregon," Mining and Scientific Press, San Francisco, July 28, 1917, page 143

    Wm. Grieve, ex-county assessor and now engaged in the Forest Service, and A. J. Young of Abbotsford, Wis., came out on the P.&E. Tuesday, also Mrs. L. B. Caster and her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Byrd Caster, wife of the late Byrd Caster, who died recently from the effects of a fall he had near Dorris, Calif.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, February 6, 1918, page 5

    James Grieve of the Prospect Hotel spent Tuesday in Medford making arrangements for the opening of his new dance hall Saturday evening. Weekend dances promise to be a favorite diversion for people of the valley.
"Local and Personal," Medford Mail Tribune, August 13, 1918, page 2

    Quite a number of Medford people will attend the big dance in the new pavilion at Prospect Saturday evening, given by Mr. and Mrs. James Grieve. They will have Medford music and a royal good time is promised.
"Local and Personal," Medford Mail Tribune, September 6, 1918, page 2

    It developed that Norma Talmadge, the moving picture star, and company did not visit Crater Lake last week as was reported in Klamath Falls. She and a company of about 50 persons will arrive in Medford on August 1 en route to the lake to spend three weeks there, and in that vicinity taking pictures. Word comes from Crater Lake that reservations have been made for the large party there and also for a stop at the Grieve hotel at Prospect while en route.--Medford Mail Tribune.
"Local and Personal," Ashland Tidings, August 4, 1920, page 4

    Mr. and Mrs. James Grieve and son Heston of Prospect, who are taking an extended vacation and who had been spending the week in Medford, left here this morning for a two weeks' visit at Portland, from where they will visit Seattle and other coast points. Mr. Grieve says that the report that he has sold out at Prospect is erroneous, and that on their return from the vacation jaunt he will at once begin to enlarge and otherwise improve the hotel at Prospect in preparation for a larger business this next summer and fall.
"Local and Personal," Medford Mail Tribune, January 7, 1921, page 2

    When Judge William M. Colvig stated last Sunday that he and his bride spent their honeymoon fifty-two years ago at Dundee's mill, that was located just south of the present Prospect Hotel, he raised the question as to how and when Prospect was named. Jim Grieve came to the rescue by saying that twenty-five years ago, when they built the first school house, the question arose as to what the place should be named. Mr. Aiken said, "The place has a bright prospect; let's name it Prospect." And they did.
    Judge Colvig said, "That reminds me of the naming of Persist post office. The people there were so persistent in their efforts to have a post office established that it was named Persist."
    James Grieve located at Prospect twelve years ago and built the hotel there. He has been adding to the place ever since. They will double the capacity for next year. People often after partaking once of the splendid bill of fare service by Mrs. Grieve always boost for the place. In fact, Jim himself is a traveling advertisement for the place.
Ashland Tidings, July 27, 1921, page 2

    The chase for Dr. R. M. Brumfield, the Roseburg dentist arrested near Calgary, Canada, last week, after a month's flight, for the murder of Dennis Russell, hermit-laborer, found an echo in the hills adjacent to Prospect last Friday. The hardy mountaineers, 20 strong, were organized into a posse by Jim Grieve and were all ready to start out with their Winchesters oiled when a telegram came from Canada saying that the much-wanted dentist was in jail there.
    The clues that excited the natives and mayor of Prospect were furnished by William F. (Toggery) Isaacs and William Vawter, cashier of the Jackson County Bank, who are on a hunting and fishing trip to Eastern Oregon. They showed up at Jim Grieve's place Friday morning with six fish, and the startling information that Dr. Brumfield had been at their camp. This news was whispered to Jim Grieve in a mysterious whisper, and he telephoned Sheriff Terrill. The sheriff instructed that a posse be formed, and to await his coming.
    The six fish were fried and devoured by Messrs. Isaacs and Vawter, and they went on their way. Mr. Grieve telephoned to Roseburg to verify the description of Dr. Brumfield. The mountaineers, their rifles glistening in the sunshine, anxiously waited the coming of the sheriff. Then came the message from Medford that Dr. Brumfield was caught plowing a wheat field 2700 miles due north of where Messrs. Vawter and Isaacs thought they saw him.
    The posse went back to their cabins. The mountain air was blue with smoke from forest fires and other causes.
Medford Mail Tribune, August 17, 1921, page 6

    Among the noted arrivals Wednesday at the Sunnyside were Mr. and Mrs. James Grieve and son Heston. They were on the return trip from Portland and Astoria, where they had been combining business with pleasure. They traveled in their own car and when they came in after the first greeting James remarked that they had just come from Portland and that he was almost starved, that he had been gaunting up in anticipation of a good square meal at the Sunnyside. And as he made the remark I naturally run my eye over the immense frame, at least 190 lbs. avoirdupois, and mentally measured his girth and decided that it would require, at that time at least, a sixty-inch belt to encircle that bread basket and wondered how long it would have to be if he was not gaunted up. He related his experience on the road and speaks in glowing terms of the great Pacific Highway that is now almost completed from the northern to the southern line of our great state. As it is it is not completed as yet, although the most of it is and hard surfaced, with the exception of a few places. But he does not think that the cooking along the route will compare with our hotels in Southern Oregon--the reader will bear in mind that the hostess of the Prospect Hotel is recognized as one of the best cooks in the state. They did not have any time to spend visiting as they were homeward bound and the nearer they got to their destination the more eager they were to get home. But they promised to come again when James was not so gaunt.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, February 6, 1922, page 4

    Nestled in the heart of the big timber of the Crater Lake National Forest on the beautiful Rogue River and Mill Creek is Prospect, a popular resort situated 48 miles from Medford on the Crater Lake Highway. The Prospect Hotel is the midway stopping place for tourists on their way to and from Crater Lake. Mr. and Mrs. James Grieve, proprietors of the hotel and resort, have established a reputation for the family style dinners they serve, and this reputation is known throughout this country. Their special attention to all guests makes the resort all the more popular.
    Prospect is the heart of the hunting and fishing country. Guides, pack horses and outfits are available for hunting parties. A free camp ground has been provided for tourists, and hotel accommodations include
cottages with bath and electric facilities. Occasionally dances are held in the big open-air pavilion near the hotel. The Prospect store provides groceries, gasoline and oil for tourists.
    Near Prospect are located many scenic attractions including the beautiful Mill Creek Falls, the Natural Bridge on the Rogue and the California-Oregon Power Company's big electrical plant.
Medford Mail Tribune, August 9, 1922, page B3

    Mr. Dewey Hill, who has been off in San Francisco for some time, came in on the Medford-Butte Falls stage Thursday and went on up to his father's near Derby. Mr. Hill informed me that Mr. and Mrs. James Grieve of Prospect, who have been spending the winter in Los Angeles, also returned to Medford at the same time.
A. C. Howlett, "Eagle Point Eaglets," Medford Mail Tribune, March 19, 1923, page 5

    Twenty-two years ago today, William P. ("Bill") Warner, Medford postmaster, entered the post office service as a rural carrier, on the first R.F.D. route in Southern Oregon, now the present Griffin Creek route.
    "I carried mail on that route for five years," says Mr. Warner, "most any way I could get it through, generally during the winter months on horseback, the mud being so deep at that time it was impossible to drive any kind of a vehicle. During those five years, I drove and completely wore out exactly 27 horses carrying mail." When motorcycles first came into being Mr. Warner bought one, but owing to the fact that the machines were not made so that they could be stopped without completely shutting off the engine and starting them over again, the venture was not too successful. Besides, the motorcycle wasn't in working order half the time, according to "Bill," who states that he took the machine over to Central Point and sold it to Jim Grieve, and for which he attributes the latter's success as "postmaster and king of Prospect."
"Postmaster Was Rural Carrier," Medford Mail Tribune, August 1, 1924, page 3

    Another joyful event will be written into the annals of the Crater Club and again old man Gloom suffered defeat at the hands of the Medford boosters.
    One hundred and fifty hungry, happy Craters, Lady Craters and guests twice filled to overflowing the dining room of the Prospect Hotel last night and enjoyed the generous hospitality of Jim Grieve and the tasty chicken, mashed potatoes and strawberries served by "Ma" Grieve. They started to arrive at noontime, and by the time the gong sounded for the first round at the dinner table the Craters had completely captured Prospect Park. "Dinner" was the first big event of the evening--for dinner at Jim's hotel is always a big affair. Then came the main feature of the evening's program.
    When all were seated in the dance pavilion, adjoining the hotel, Alcoholus the Miracle Man was presented by "Teng" Tengwald, who made the assertion that "Alcoholus would answer any and all questions." And Mr. Alcoholus, though quiet and unassuming, did not disclaim this statement but proceeded to do the impossible. With uncanny and supernatural ability he answered scores of questions ranging from a request from Abe Cunningham to know "Why the women were so crazy about him" to "Does Winnie Crowson walk in his sleep signed" by the "other lady in the tent." Some of the Craters say that Alcoholus was no other person than Alburtus, others say Alexander, still others recognized the affable Robert H. Boyl, secretary of the Medford Chamber of Commerce. Anyway, whoever Alcoholus was, he was clever and certainly packed a lot of joy into last night's frivolities.
    At the windup of Alcoholus' seance the Craters' eight-piece orchestra limbered up on a snappy foxtrot about the "caretaker's daughter" and the crowd did a little limbering up on their own part. After a few dances the Crater quartet consisting of Larry Mann, "Baldy" Allen, Don Newbury and "Spike" Dawson presented their repertoire. The Craters and guests then danced till the sun began to peep from the pine-clad hills east of Prospect and Jim started out to milk the cows.
    It was a grand party--well up to the standard of "Ladies' Night," Crater eruptions of past years, and today Medford's busy business men are walking the streets with tired steps.

Medford Mail Tribune, May 19, 1925, page 3


    In the death of A. H. Boothby, who died at his home near Prospect, Ore., May 29, 1925, aged eighty-four, the county has lost an old and respected pioneer.
    He was born at Athens, Maine, January 11, 1841. In 1862 he started from New York by boat to San Francisco. In 1864 he came to Jackson County, Oregon where he worked at mining, running a saw mill and teaching school for a while.
    On August 13, 1871, he married Miss Margaret Noland, who survives him, with six of their eight children; Charley Boothby, of California; Mrs. A. Paul, of Klamath Falls; Mrs. Chauncey Arant, of Talent; and Ida, Ed, and Tracy Boothby of Prospect, Oregon.
    He was one of the earliest settlers in this part of the country, running the sawmill at what is now Prospect before there was any settlement there, living at a little place called Tailholt, where a bridge crossed Rogue River, some little distance above the present bridge. At this place, about 1881, he taught a night school before a public school was established. After living there several years he moved to Ashland, but after a few years moved back to Prospect, where he ran the sawmill, sawing out lumber and building the Prospect Hotel. He lived several years near Fort Klamath and from there went to California, where he lived about ten years. From there he came to Ashland and then back to Prospect, where so many of his younger years were passed.
    He played his part among the men who endured the hardships and privations of a new country. He brought up a family who were a credit to him and a comfort in his old age. He always worked hard, and though for many years his health was very poor, he insisted on going to the very limit of his strength. His last years of feebleness and enforced inactivity he bore with uncomplaining patience, and from his last painless sickness he passed as peacefully as a child falling to sleep.
    "Old men laying their strong staff down,
    Close their eyes on a race all run.
    Death is an angel, who leads the way
    Out of the shadows, down under the sun."
Medford Mail Tribune, June 3, 1925, page 3

    The Prospect Resort, conducted by Mr. and Mrs. Jim Grieve, one of the most noted resorts for meals and service on the Coast. Modern hotel and cottages, beautiful grounds, general store, garage, service station. Best of fishing.
"Marvelous Scenic Attractions," Medford Mail Tribune, July 4, 1926, page B6

    Prospect resort needs no introduction to the majority of Pacific Coast tourists. From British Columbia to Mexico it is known as "home" for all travelers. Here "Jim" Grieve welcomes them and "Ma" Grieve is ready with one of her famous home-cooked dinners that would make the head chef of the Ritz-Carlton green with envy.
"Crater Lake Trip Popular," Medford Mail Tribune, January 2, 1927, page E2

Jim Grieve To Be Next Star of Film World
    Attention, all you Jackson County picture fans, for out of your midst is to come the next masculine star of the motion picture world, and an onslaught on feminine hearts is expected. Such a conquest as was never known before or since.
    Hidden away in the soul of us all are dreams and desires, aspirations and unfulfilled ambitions. "Even as you and I" has been the valley's most noted and handsome son. Under that manly exterior has been the longing for self-expression these many years. Expression that heretofore has never found an outlet.
    But why dwell on that? "It's all over now." The candle will no longer be submerged in the darkness under a bushel, the rose no longer blush unseen and waste its sweetness on the desert air of Agate and Tolo. The only suffering will be endured when the classic nose of John Gilbert, of Jack Barrymore and of Don Juans of the silent art, begin to break. For break they will as their owners take a back seat to make room for the new juvenile lead of the pictures--Jim Grieve.

Medford Daily News, June 8, 1927, page 1   Production stills in the Pinto Colvig papers at the Southern Oregon Historical Society Research Library reveal that Grieve did spend time before the E.R.L. camera.

    People coming to Medford this morning from Union Creek were delighted on reaching the hotel at Prospect to find Pinto Colvig and the squad of film people from his Southern California moving picture company, which has been filming pictures hereabouts for two week or more, in the midst of filming a story.
    "This is the real thing I have always wanted to see," said the passersby as they quickly halted their cars to drink in the proceedings.
    Outside the hotel the camera man was grinding away, with the director shouting directions at a group of professional and native actors. One of the actors was Pinto Colvig, made up to represent a Professor Buggs, a scientist on vacation and business in the mountains--you know the kind, having often seen such professors in stage plays and film stories. Then there was a beautiful young woman, presumably the heroine, and a handsome young man, presumably the hero, and a strikingly portly middle-aged man posing as the landlord of a mountain hotel, wearing a wide sombrero hat and high laced boots, and the very personification of what Elinor Glynn calls "It."
    As the passing cars halted, the landlord stepped within close camera range with the hero and, advancing to the heroine, with a Chesterfieldian bow remarked: "Here is Paul, your guide, Miss Robinson," and then glided away with the air of having done a great deed, and in so doing accidentally fell over a dog. This fall seemed to discomfit the mountain landlord, who gave vent to some vehement language, somewhat reminiscent of that used by Spanish-American War veterans.
    As he arose from the ground, the astonished beholders recognized, to their unspeakable disgust, that the discomfited actor was Jim Grieve, owner and manager and supposed boss of the Prospect resort hotel, grocery and camp ground.
    They had nothing to throw.
    "Now we will do this scene over again," shouted the director, and Mr. Mountain Tavern Keeper, be careful to remain on your feet until out of camera range. All ready now, camera!"
    Then again the landlord with the hero approached the lady and said, "Miss Robinson, this is Paul, your--"
    "Wipe off your chin, Mr. Landlord, and put a little more pep into your approach," shouted the director. "Be careful of your feet now--now again, camera!"
    Just as the group of actors was about to go through the scene for the third time, a voice came out of the hotel kitchen, shouting, "Jim, Jim, I've called you about a dozen times now. Come here at once and help move this icebox. Right away!"
    "Gosh, it's Mary," said Mr. Grieve to the director, "and she's gettin' mad. Excuse me for about five minutes." Then he hotfooted it for the kitchen.
    Elinor Glynn was right about that "It" business. Jim has it had.
Medford Mail Tribune, June 20, 1927, page 6

    "I have run the hotel at Prospect for the past 16 years," said Jim Grieve when we renewed our acquaintance recently. "I earned my first money when I was 16 years old. I worked for George Nichols in the hay field, 16 hours a day, at $1 a day. He is now running the Economy Meat Market at Medford. I was born in Nebraska on February 1, 1879. My father was a road contractor. We came to Medford in 1885, when I was 6 years old. There were about 500 people there. I organized and coached the first high school football team in Medford. This was in 1898. I enlisted in Company G, 2nd Oregon, under Captain William Gadsby. We spent a year and a half in the Philippine Islands. On my return to Medford I landed a job as rural free delivery carrier and for seven years carried a route between Central Point and Medford. Later I carried mail on horseback from Central Point to Big Butte, being paid $600 a year.
    "I was married on February 3, 1903, to Mary Pankey. Our son Heston, who is 21, is a student at Oregon State College. Prospect is, as you know, 47 miles from Medford, on the road to Crater Lake. The California-Oregon Power Company is putting in a plant on the Rogue River, half a mile from our place. They had 900 men at work there all summer. Prior to their coming our normal money order business was 40 orders a month. When they came the business jumped to 2000 orders a month. With their families, it meant that we had a population, for the summer, of 1500 additional people. I had to put on three extra clerks in the post office to handle the mail. Then, too, the tourist business was larger than usual, so that we put in a very busy and profitable season."

Fred Lockley, "Impressions and Observations of the Journal Man," Oregon Journal, Portland, December 26, 1927, page 14

    Negotiations were closed yesterday for the purchase of the Union Creek resort on the Crater Lake Highway 11 miles above Prospect from James Grieve, proprietor of the Prospect Hotel, by H. R. Campbell, a recent arrival in Southern Oregon from San Jose, Cal. The new owner has taken possession and in a short time plans to make numerous improvements to the well-known resort, the purchase price of which was not made known.
    The resort was established five years ago by Mr. Grieve and includes a grocery store, 30 auto camp cabins and a camping ground along the banks of Union Creek, a mountain stream of ice-cold water coming directly from melting snows. It is located within the boundaries of the Crater National Forest approximately 55 miles from Medford and is a popular destination for Sunday picnic parties. The resort includes three acres and is leased from the government under a special user's permit.
Medford Mail Tribune, July 26, 1928, page 3

    Mr. and Mrs. Carl Bowman of Medford, who this summer have been operating James E. Grieve's store and cabins at Union Creek, which last week Mr. Grieve sold to a California man, will continue in their positions under the new proprietor, for a short time at least. Mr. Grieve will center all his efforts now on the operation of his Prospect Hotel resort.
"Local and Personal," Medford Mail Tribune, July 29, 1928, page 2

    Nestling in the tall pines, on the upper Rogue River, about halfway between Medford and Crater Lake, is the popular James Grieve Prospect resort, known far and wide as one of the best mountain resorts on the Pacific Coast, where many Legionnaires will spend Sunday after the close of the convention in Medford.
    Mr. and Mrs. Grieve have personally conducted the resort for sixteen years, "Jim" looking after the comforts of the guests and "Ma" the cuisine. Her chicken dinners outrival those of the world's greatest hostelries. The resort is not only popular with tourists from all over the United States and foreign countries, but is a favorite gathering place for residents of Medford and other cities of the coast. As high as 50 Medford people have taken Sunday dinner at Grieves' in good weather.
Medford Mail Tribune, August 2, 1928, page B4

    J. Heston Grieve and Dewey Hill of the Prospect Hotel resort were among the out-of-town members attending the Elks lodge last night.
"Personals," Medford Mail Tribune, March 29, 1929, page 4

    James E. Grieve, brother of Bill Grieve and son of John Grieve, an octogenarian who on looking the valley over for about 50 or more years past is very much pleased with it and may decide to locate in the county somewhere, spent yesterday in the city with his wife, to make a study of wild animals in captivity.
    It is understood that Mrs. James Grieves is learning to cook, with a view to, with her husband, establishing a boarding house for tourists and others somewhere in Prospect. They so told Al G. Barnes, a well-known Californian who was in this city yesterday with a traveling tent show, and also told that they planned to have a nice cool spring all abound around with rocks, as an adjunct of the tavern.
Medford Mail Tribune, May 17, 1929, page 8  This article is not to be taken literally or seriously.

    Things are melancholy at Prospect these days for John (Dad) Grieve, pioneer in his eighties. His constant companion "Tuffy," a mite of a dog, was taken away by strangers. A reward is offered for the return of "Tuffy."
    "Tuffy" was last seen in an auto headed toward Klamath Falls by a ranger at Anna Springs, in Crater Lake National Park. Five minutes after the car left a phone call came from Prospect. The ranger knew "Tuffy." The driver said he had found him alongside the road.
    As soon as "Tuffy" was missed from his master's heels phone calls were sent out by Jim Grieve.
    The missing dog was the pride of Prospect and the idol of Dad Grieve. "Tuffy" was much admired by women and children, for he was playful and tiny, and snow white. Many plots to kidnap him were foiled in the past.
    It would cheer an old man's heart if "Tuffy" came home.
Medford Mail Tribune, September 23, 1929, page 8

Grieve's Trip East Aids Conviction That Prospect Best Place to Live
    W. T. (Bill) Grieve, who lives four miles off the Crater Lake Highway in the Prospect district, has returned from a sally into the great cities of the land where he saw the sights, and heard Congress in full uproar. He is once more back in the tall timber, listening to the coyotes howl at the moon as that heavenly body comes majestically over Mt. Pitt--and glad of it. Accompanied by Mrs. Grieve, he returned last Friday from a trip east that took him to Chicago, Philadelphia, Washington, D.C., New York City, and on the way back to Hollywood. They are glad to be back home again.
    Mr. Grieve is still somewhat dazzled and blinded by the grandeur of New York, and the lights of Broadway. Gotham impressed him mightily, and the Jackson County boy imagines "she would be a terrible place to be out of money." He saw the Ghetto, the Bowery, Central Park, Brooklyn Bridge, the Woolworth Building, and rode on the elevated and in the subways. He swears that while on a subway trip the entire population of New York walked on his feet. One woman stepped on his foot and glared at Mr. Grieve before saying, "Put your foot where it belongs." He swears he nearly replied, "Don't tempt me, madam!" They also visited Wall Street during the stock market collapse aftermath.
    Mr. and Mrs. Grieve visited Congress, and saw both the Senate and the House in action from the gallery. He saw the latter august body vote the hospitalization bill for soldiers, after an afternoon of speechmaking. Mr. Grieve watched Speaker Longworth handle the gavel, and did not think much of his gavel pounding.
    "The fur flew," said Mr. Grieve, "and I had one of the finest afternoons of my life." He saw Senator Charles McNary standing in the rotunda.
    Mrs. Grieve says that the best speech was made by a woman congressman.
    During their stay in Chicago, they visited with Mr. and Mrs. Perry O. Crawford, former well-known residents of this city, and were shown the sights of the Windy City. Mr. Grieve did not hear a gunshot during his entire sojourn in Chicago, nor see anybody that could be positively identified as a gangster.
    The Grieves returned by the southern route, and stopped in Los Angeles. "We were in Hollywood Christmas night when everything was 'lit up,' including a number of the citizens," reports Mr. Grieve. He assured his interviewer that he would take a day off at an early date and recount his experiences and beholdings in the movie capital.
Medford Mail Tribune, January 8, 1930, page 3

No Foolin'--Jim Grieve's Wildcat Is All of That
and More, Says Dewey

    He hasn't been christened yet--the wildcat added to the menagerie at Jim Grieve's resort, Prospect. Sunday, according to Dewey Hill, who was in this city yesterday afternoon telling of his capture of the untamed feline. The sex of the animal was not mentioned, beyond an occasional "he." Weight was given as 40 pounds and the struggle undergone in transferring the cat from the trap to cage reviewed in colorful language by Dewey and local residents, who were spectators, is well worth hearing.
    "It was a hard fight," Dewey declared, with as much emphasis as his namesake might have used at Manila Bay. "But we got him into the cage," which Dr. R. C. Mulholland describes as "a close fit for any cat."
    The wildcat was trapped about one mile out from Prospect Sunday and brought to the Prospect Hotel on a truck when traffic from the valley was at its best. Dogs and people gathered round at a "safe distance," according to local residents. Jim Grieve was not to be found, having three years ago had a similar encounter with a wildcat. While the snarling animal lay with legs tied together on a pole, an iron band was placed about his neck. He was then lifted from the truck to cage.
    Although several stories were told about Medford yesterday morning, describing the combat as a bloody one, Dewey displayed no scratches later in the day. The wildcat is on display at the Grieve resort.
Medford Mail Tribune, March 11, 1930, page 6

    No concert broadcast over KMED is more appreciated or puts the listening public in a happier condition than that given by Jim Grieve's Prospectors from 12:30 to 1 p.m. every Saturday. This trio of mountain artists only plays old-time airs and tunes, which set the feet of the valley's residents to jiggling in unison and their voices to humming.
    They are: James E. Grieve at the piano; Frank Simpson on the violin; Wiot Clark on the guitar and Dewey Hill as relief fiddler and manipulator of the bones. They play such tunes--and play with so much artistry and feeling that everybody cheers up, especially those of past generations--as "Arkansaw Traveler," "Turkey in the Straw," "Hell Among the Yearlings," and other refined and religious melodies.
    The Prospectors, according to Mr. Grieve, who also does the announcing, are the highest salaried radio artists the other side of the Rogue River, and play for the White Machinery Company hour.
    Frank Simpson is well known throughout the county as one of Southern Oregon's best fiddlers. Jim Grieve is a past master at the piano, having learned to play the instrument while associating, off duty, with the Filipinos during the war with Spain; Wiot Clark is as adept in handling the guitar, and Dewey Hill as a fiddler and rattler of bones possesses rare musical talent, picked up in years gone by in boiler and other factories and slaughter houses.
Medford Mail Tribune, April 11, 1930, page 6  
The last paragraph is not to be taken seriously.

    While the condition of James E. Grieve, well-known Prospect man, who has been critically ill for several days with pneumonia, was reported as a little better today, he is still a very sick man and not yet out of danger.
    However, Dr. Chas. T. Sweeney of Medford, his attending physician, and Dr. Richard Dillehunt of Portland, who spent last night at Prospect and looked the patient over carefully at 9 a.m. today, hold that from their examination at that hour, his condition is encouraging--so much so that Dr. Dillehunt, who was en route to Klamath Falls from attending the medical convention here yesterday, remarked to the sick man: "You are going to get well, Jim, as you have passed the turning point."
    The patient's temperature had dropped to 100 from 102 yesterday, he passed a good night and was inclined to want a little nourishment this morning.
Medford Mail Tribune, May 14, 1930, page 8

    Jim Grieve, well-known Prospect resident, and his old-time dance band, "The Prospectors," will be heard again over the local radio station in another series of the good old-time programs. The first of these programs will be broadcast Friday noon, at twelve o'clock. Ensuing programs will appear each Friday at that period.
    Jim has been putting his boys through the paces and promises Southern Oregon radio fans some of the real old tunes. Mr. Grieve himself directs the orchestra, plays the piano and piano-accordion; Wiott Clark will play the Spanish guitar and Clarence Simpson will carry the melody with fiddling.
    Jim Grieve and His Prospectors will find a ready audience in the valley for his music is not only appreciated but Jim's manner of keeping the program going, always makes a hit.
Medford Mail Tribune, August 14, 1930, page 3

    An avalanche of rock and earth swept down the sides of Watchman's Peak into Crater Lake Friday morning at sunup, and a cloud of dust for an hour afterwards obscured Wizard Island. Thousands of tons of earth were released and crashed into the blue waters of the scenic wonder, with an awe-inspiring roar. The eyewitnesses to the spectacle were Dr. Charles Stewart of Battle Creek, Mich., and his cousin, James E. Grieve of Prospect. They made an early morning trip to Crater Lake to behold it at sunrise.
    While the two were standing on the rim, they were startled by a loud roar, which Grieve described "as the most terrifying sound I ever heard and scared me worse than anything since I was a soldier." They looked about for the cause and noted a huge cloud of dust in the direction of Watchman Peak and saw rocks tumbling down the cliff.
    "The earth fairly shook, and I looked to see guests piling out of the hotel, but they were all sleeping soundly." I told Dr. Stewart that another volcano was in the making, but he did not seem to believe it," said Mr. Grieve. "It was quite a sight and sound and did not take two minutes. I do not think the slide made any serious change in the general appearance of Watchman Peak."
    Dr. Stewart, on his way to San Francisco, visited his cousin for a few hours, and insisted on a trip to Crater Lake, despite limited time. It was the first meeting of the two relatives in 20 years.
Medford Mail Tribune, September 7, 1930, page 8

    His many friends in Medford and elsewhere throughout the county will learn with regret that John Grieve of Prospect, the well-known Jackson County pioneer in his 89th year, whose health has been far from robust all summer, although able to be around the Prospect resort where he makes his home with his son, James E. Grieve and family, has been ill in bed since the latter part of last week and seems to be failing fast.
    It may just be a temporary illness, which because of his well-known grit and determination he may be able to master, despite his age, like his recovery from a stroke of paralysis last winter, and his relatives and friends hope that such is the case. Inquiry made last night brought the information that his condition is far from improved.
Medford Mail Tribune, September 10, 1930, page 5

    Word reached Medford from Prospect that John Grieve, the well-known and generally beloved Jackson County octogenarian and pioneer, is in a precarious condition following his having sustained a second stroke of paralysis over a week ago, this time on the right side, following a stroke on the left side suffered a week or so before. These two strokes have left him in a helpless condition, at least temporarily, and little hope is held out for his recovery because of his advanced age.
    Grieve is in his 89th year, and since his recent illness has been at comparative ease only when his son, James E. Grieve, is at his bedside. For this reason the Prospect resort landlord has spent most of his time in caring for wants of his father or in entertaining him for weeks past. An unusually strong bond of father-son affection exists between them. Although fond attentions from his other children and relatives are much appreciated, the aged man wants Jim by his side constantly.
Medford Mail Tribune, September 27, 1930, page 2

    News on the death at 10:30 a.m. today of John Grieve, one of the best-known pioneer residents of Jackson County, a former Jackson County assessor of many years ago, and the father of James E. and William T. Grieve, Mrs. Tom Harriet, Ludo Grieve, all of Prospect, Mrs. Georgia Stickel of Sonoma, Cal., and Andrew Grieve of Canada, was received in the city late this forenoon.
    He lacked three months of being 90 years old, and since suffering a second attack of paralysis a few weeks ago, little hope has been held out for his recovery.
   He had weathered the first attack and also a serious illness last winter, and had spent the summer in comparatively good health until late in August, up and around with his cane every day at the Prospect Hotel resort, where for years he had made his home with his son, James E. Grieve, and family, sitting out in the yard reading the newspapers or talking with friends, and between times sitting in the inner room of the Prospect post office reading the Medford, Portland and San Francisco newspapers.
    He loved to read the latest news, and probably no other aged man in Oregon of his years took such an interest and kept so up to date on current happenings.
    Neither did any man who ever lived grow old so cheerfully and with such a kindly feeling towards mankind as John Grieve. He had a broad sympathy for all, and while he had positive opinions of his own, for many years he bore the envious record of having uttered no unkind word about any person, nor anything but kindly comment or criticism for any issue or matter to which he was opposed. Above all, he had a strong sense of humor.
    Hence his friends throughout the county were numerous.
    The funeral services will be held at 2 p.m. Thursday from the Perl Funeral home. Friends are invited. The burial will be in the Central Point cemetery.
Medford Mail Tribune, September 30, 1930, page 10

    Due to the fact that he was one of the best-known residents of Jackson County for many years and the general esteem in which he was held during this time, together with his many family affiliations, the funeral services for the late John Grieve of Prospect who died Tuesday forenoon at nearly 90 years of age, which will be conducted Thursday at 2 p.m. from the Perl Funeral Home in Medford, will undoubtedly be largely attended from all parts of the county.
    This wide acquaintance was mainly due to his 16 years' residence at Central Point, during which he served two terms as county assessor, beginning in 1896; he was later for 10 years road supervisor of district No. 9, and for the past 15 years had resided at Prospect, where he was a familiar figure around the Prospect Hotel resort.
    Mr. Grieve, who was of Scotch parentage, was born in London, province of Ontario, Canada, January 1, 1841, and at the time of his death was 89 years, 8 months and 29 days old.
    Emigrating from Canada to Nebraska in 1871, he removed from the latter state to California in 1886, and came to Southern Oregon with his family in 1889 from Lakeport, Cal., and lived at Central Point from 1894 until 1910, and then removed to Prospect, where he had resided the past 15 years. Mr. Grieve was a lifelong member of the Presbyterian Church.
    He was married in London, Canada, in 1866, to Maggie Bruce, she also being of Scotch parentage. Mrs. Grieve passed away in December, 1893, at Lake Creek, this county. He is survived by the following children: Two daughters, Mrs. T. W. Harriett of Prospect and Mrs. Georgia Stickel of Sonoma, Cal.; four sons, Wm. T. Grieve, James E. Grieve and Ludo Grieve, all of Prospect, and Andrew Grieve of Canada. Thirteen grandchildren and four great-grandchildren also survive him, as do two sisters, Mary Sharp of London, Canada, and Margaret Stewart of Worcester, Mass.
    Friends are invited to attend the funeral service at the Perl Funeral Home tomorrow afternoon at 2 o'clock, which will be conducted by Rev. Mr. Johnson of Central Point. Interment will be in the Central Point cemetery.
Medford Mail Tribune, October 1, 1930, page 5

    Jim Grieve and His Prospectors, well known and well liked throughout Southern Oregon and Northern California, both for the real old-time music dispensed and for the joviality that goes with each appearance, will entertain the radio audience of KMED again this coming Thursday noon, from 12:30 until 1 o'clock.
    The Prospectors, with Jim Grieve at the helm, will play a one-half-hour program of good old-time reels, waltzes, schottisches, one-steps and two-steps. And while playing these favorite numbers, Jim Grieve will tell something of the Community Chest drive and benefit dance that will be held soon in Prospect.
    The program, from 12:30 until 1 o'clock, will be another request period for the people who like to hear their favorite old-time numbers. And when Jim Grieve and His Prospectors are on the air, telephone calls from Medford, Ashland and Central Point, as well as some of the outlying towns, come in bringing a message of cheer from some old friend of Mr. Grieve, as well as the request for some number that was the hit at the dances some years back.
Medford Mail Tribune, November 11, 1930, page 3

    The many friends of Mrs. Heston Grieve of Prospect were sorry to learn of the death of her mother, Mrs. Bertha M. Cauller of The Dalles, Oregon, February 6 last.
    Mr. and Mrs. Grieve have been at The Dalles for the past two weeks, and were at the bedside of Mrs. Cauller when she passed away.
Medford Mail Tribune, February 13, 1931, page 5

    James Grieve, owner of the Prospect Hotel and store, has completed negotiations for the purchase of the greens and equipment of "The Putt" from John W. Johnson, and will install a modern miniature course at his popular resort, according to an announcement yesterday. The course will be covered by a roof and will be ready for play in the near future.
    This added attraction, in addition to the well-known hospitality, excellent food and mountain scenery, will make Jim's hotel an ideal vacation spot. "The Putt" will offer peewee golf fans incomparable sport at Prospect, inasmuch that the entire equipment is being installed at that place.
    The Johnson building, a part of which is already leased, will be remodeled into three store rooms. The remodeling will begin soon, according to Mr. Johnson. The building is located on South Bartlett Street.
Medford Mail Tribune, April 5, 1931, page 6

    The new open-air pavilion, recently completed at the Prospect Hotel, will be opened to the public Saturday night, Jim Grieve announced today. The beautiful location adds much to the attractiveness of the pavilion, as the grounds surrounding it have been lighted and tables arranged for dinner dances to afford the best view of the resort.
    The pavilion includes 4500 square feet of floor space and is expected to be a popular gathering place for local dasnce fans and vacationists who are enjoying outings in the Prospect region.
    Elwood Strader's six-piece band will provide music for the opening dance Saturday.

Medford Mail Tribune, July 23, 1931, page 5

    If Johnny Grieve, young Medford man, persists in his expressed determination to run on the Republican ticket as a candidate for the nomination of sheriff, it will be against the advice of his pa, William T. (Billy) Grieve, the well-known lumberman of the Prospect district and former county assessor for years.
    But if Johnny ignores the advice and stays in the race it is what is known in local civic service clubs' parlance as a lead pipe cinch that the father will probably line up back of him 100 percent.
    This was learned this forenoon at the Hotel Medford, where Mr. and Mrs. W. T. Grieve arrived yesterday afternoon to remain until sometime tomorrow to do their Christmas shopping and for their first visit in the city for weeks past. Their daughter, Mrs. Robertson (formerly Etta Grieve) arrived here from Grants Pass this morning to spend the day with them.
    "I don't personally know whether or not Johnny is going to run for sheriff, as I have not seen him to talk to since the talk started about it, but I presume that he means business. He has the same characteristics as his uncle, General Amos Fries, well-known army chemical warfare expert," said Mr. Grieve today, "But I certainly will try to talk him out of it as bad business to get in public office.
    "Why, I quit holding county office $9000 in debt, and I will probably have hard work to change his mind. I understand that he holds that friends and acquaintances have beseeched him to make the race for sheriff. He is 26 years old and thinks he knows his business."
    It is understood that Johnny Grieve may have the support of his Uncle Jim and Aunt Mary if he gains the nomination, and that his mother may be persuaded to give his political ambitions a kindly look. His brother, Bruce, may also toss a vote his way. In fact, it is expected that he may count on the votes of the entire water-stopped Grieve family, if he wins in the primary.
Medford Mail Tribune, December 16, 1931, page 2

    The political free-for-all in Jackson County lost a prospective candidate Saturday when William John Grieve, meter reader for the California Oregon Power Company, announced, in a letter to the press, that he would not be a candidate for sheriff at the May primaries. The action of Mr. Grieve came as a surprise, as he was the first to show signs of running. His father, W. T. Grieve of Prospect, was down last week, and said he would endeavor to dissuade his son from mingling in politics.
    The other main political development of the week was the announcement by Ralph Billings of Ashland that he would seek the county commissionership on the Republican ticket, and that he had been given assurances by Victor Bursell of Central Point that he would not seek reelection. Billings is well known in the Ashland district, and his election would give the south end of the county representation, which they have not had since George Alford was defeated a year ago.
    It is understood that H. D. (Johnnie) Reed, of Gold Hill, justice of the peace for that district, will seek reelection. He is a Democrat.
Medford Mail Tribune, December 20, 1931, page 9

    The sophomore class of Prospect High School had a very enjoyable party in the school dining room, Monday evening. J. Heston Grieve showed the guests colored movies of local school activities. Games were played.
"Prospect," Medford Mail Tribune, November 20, 1942, page 7


    There is an old trail which is getting pretty dim, between the mouth of Jenny Creek and the old Grieve upper ranch. This has been called Grieve's Trail since the Grieve brothers located their homestead along Jenny Creek in early days and built them into cattle ranches.
    What was known as the Grieve Lower Ranch was located at the mouth of Jenny Creek, and a much larger ranch was located northward up Jenny Creek about seven miles and was known as the Grieve Upper Ranch.
    The Grieve brothers while riding horseback from one ranch to the other had a trail which they kept the brush trimmed out and the rocks out. This was known as Grieve's Trail.
    From their lower ranch the trail followed along Jenny Creek for about a mile and turned up over a steep hill and over into the head of Dutch Creek, and on northward and by Cold Spring and straight over the ridge to Apple Jack and their upper ranch.
    They also had a trail that branched off the main trail and followed up Jenny Creek Canyon for some distance and out over the rim at the Bear Cave and to the main trail at Cold Spring.
    In riding these trails, they were riding where their cattle ranged. This gave them a chance to see their cattle more than if they rode on the east side of Jenny Creek.
    In those early days hundreds of cattle drank water from Cold Spring, and the surrounding area was a favorite place for cattle to graze.
    Many things have changed since the Grieve brothers were in the cattle business along Jenny Creek. In recent years the old Grieves Trail has slowly faded away until now only parts of it can be seen.
George F. Wright, December 7, 1952. Transcribed from a typescript prepared from George F. Wright's manuscript journals, Southern Oregon Historical Society Research Library, MS 1388.

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