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![]() ![]() Jackson County 1850 Travelers'
descriptions and exploring expeditions. Also see Silas Newcomb's
1850 travel journal.
Intelligence from Trinidad.
By the schr. Laura
Virginia,
Capt. Ottinger, which arrived on Saturday, we have later news from
Humboldt Bay and Trinity River.The L.V. called off Humboldt Bay on the way down, and fell in with a small boat from Trinity Bay, deeply laden, bound in to the former place, gave her necessary directions and saw her safely enter. A whaleboat brought off a passenger from Humboldt and reported the J. R. Whiting inside, loading with timber, and the Eclipse, undergoing repairs, having got into the south breakers, lost part of her keel and sustained other serious injuries in attempting to beat out without a pilot. She was, however, rescued from her perilous situation by the able pilots appointed for the service of the port. The Laura Virginia on her way up called at Humboldt and landed passengers and cargo, then beat out, finding the two above-named vessels laying to outside. Capt. O. gave them the bearings and put a pilot on board the J. R. Whiting, and then proceeded on to Trinity Bay, with passengers and cargo; and thence to Rogue's River (called by some Rogue) and by others Trinity River. This river was located by Capt. O. on the 3rd of April last, and will be found to be in lat. 41 deg, 33 min. The Laura Virginia was the first vessel that passed in and out over the bar of that river; and on her return had a splendid run of only 22 hours from Cape Mendocino to San Francisco. The L.V. left at Rogue's River the schr. Sierra Nevada. Daily Alta California, San Francisco, May 20, 1850, page 2 A DISCOVERY!--Capt. Ottinger, on the Laura Virginia, has made a trip to the mouth of Rogue River. This schooner was the first vessel that ever entered the mouth of that river. He was surprised to find there an English party, who had squatted upon both banks of the stream, and the islands in the river; which they very modestly claimed as their property. One of the party of the Laura Virginia, regarding the advantages and appearance of the country, found a spot not claimed, and which the English supposed was a swamp, and at once stuck down his pre-emption stakes. Gold has been found on the upper branches of this river, and may be found down to its mouth. Rogue River is in Oregon. The country for agriculture is good in many places, though by no means as valuable as the Umpqua Valley. The Indian population is considerable in its neighborhood. At the last dates from Oregon, Gov. Lane had gone to make a treaty with them. Illinois Daily Journal, Springfield, August 5, 1850, page 2 Northern Coast of
California--Humboldt Bay.
We
have received the following interesting communication from Capt. E.
Howard. relative to the coast to the windward of this port, and commend
it to the attention of those taking an interest in the section of the
country described:MESSRS. EDITORS:--With a view of correcting any wrong impression of the public, in reference to various places on the California coast to the windward of this port, and which, for some time past, have occupied no small degree of its attention, I desire to make a few remarks through the medium of your journal. Anonymous communications, in various prints in this city, appear not to have been very well calculated to impart that full and certain information which at this period is necessary to secure the confidence of the public, or which can give birth to prudent action and enterprise on the part of individuals. It is not claimed for this article any higher authority than a name responsible for its correctness--it being more the intention of the writer to report that which he has had the best means of knowing to be truth, than in controverting what he knows not to be true. The term "Trinity" or "Trinidad" is probably misapplied by late discoverers when given to any portion of this coast except the bay which has long been distinguished by that name on the most authentic charts in use. The existence of Trinity River has been a subject of as difficult solution to recent explorers and navigators as the doctrinal trinity to the church has been to those of dissentient faith of other Christian sects. Every considerable stream within thirty miles of the bay of Trinidad, of late acquaintance to the public, has received the baptismal christening of "Trinity." But to the writer there seems to be the strongest and most convincing proof that there is no Trinity River on the California coast. In the early part of this spring the schooner Laura Virginia, commanded by that most skillful and efficient officer Capt. Ottinger, touched at Pt. St. George; and placarded upon the tents and trees, by a party that had come before us, was a notice of an election of alcalde and other officers, to be held that day, for the "city of Trinidad." Yes, here was Trinidad, both bay and river--and no doubt, a certain Mr. Smith, whose name the river had long borne, would have put on one of his most jealous and indignant grins to have seen the well-known name of Smith washed out, or rather swallowed up in the "Trinity." The adventurer next proceeds down the coast, and lo! about thirty miles to the north of Trinidad Bay, there comes rushing into the sea another Trinity. "There is the true Trinity, boys, and no mistake." "What you say, sar?" exclaims a little trapper of a Frenchman who traps on its red, rocky bank, flourishing an otter skin, "Pardonez me, dis is de Rouge Riviere--vous under one grande mistake.'' Our traveler does not yet give up the pursuit. Onward he guides his craft until going still further to the south he discovers the turbid waters of a mighty stream, discoloring the ocean far out, and scattering large rafts and trees over its tossing surface. Surely this is the Trinity. But the mountaineer and the trapper say--No--We know this stream by the name of "Eel River," and it is at least full thirty miles from Trinity Bay. The miner also takes his course over the mountains from the Sacramento in quest of richer diggings and far to the coastward he finds himself on some dashing, headlong streams glittering with sands of gold. He knows of Trinidad Bay and infers from their apparent course that they must empty into the ocean somewhere thereabout. But he, too, is at fault. In that direction the volcanic dike and mountain interpose a barrier and they seek another channel to the north, where one finds its way to the sea as Klamath River in Oregon, and the other as Rogue River in California. We now come back to the coast again, and proceeding north, after you pass Cape Mendocino, the aspect of the country is suddenly changed. Instead of high, bald, and in most instances, barren mountains, the eye reaches over a valley of exquisite beauty, receding far into the interior and extending coastwise some 50 miles. Its bosom is finely marked with undulalations of forest and prairie land which is watered by innumerable streams, fed by the melting snows of the distant mountains and filled with the choicest fish. In a longitudinal course and nearly central to this fine valley is situated Humboldt Harbor. The mountain ranges on the extreme east give source to the Sacramento, Eel, Rogue and Klamath River. The upper water of the latter, on which are some of the most productive gold mines of the state, are within two days' travel of Humboldt, and the tributaries of the Rogue, at a still less distance, also abound with the precious metal. The population of the mines is variously estimated from 2,000 to 5,000 and is rapidly increasing, not only by sea but by way of the interior by the daily arrival of parties from the valley of the Sacramento and even from the southern mines of the San Joaquin. Trading parties and miners who visit Humboldt assure me that the "diggings" are among the most healthy portions of the state. A road for packing is open almost directly east to the mines, and traders can afford their merchandise introduced via Humboldt at less than one half the cost of those obtained by land transportation from the Sacramento Valley. Now one word for our beautiful harbor. Having been on the ground and the whole field being open for the first selection--if the best location was not made in every commercial point of view, it certainly was the fault of judgment rather than necessity. The Bay of Humboldt is about 20 miles in length extending north and south of its entrance nearly equal distances, and varies from one to six miles in breadth. Its remotest eastern limit does not exceed 10 miles from the ocean. Situated directly opposite the entrance, which is over a half mile wide, is Humboldt. Its riparian boundary begins a little to the south of the entrance on the east shore and embracing a most advantageous point for commerce, extends north easterly and north by a graceful incurvature of shore about 3 miles. This distance commands the widest channel, the deepest soundings, the boldest shore, and the best ground for improvement in or about Humboldt Harbor. It is the harbor--ships of the first class may find it of easy access, and a fleet of a thousand sail might there ride in perfect protection from winds or storms and in complete repose. The depth of this portion of the Bay is from 4 to 10 fathoms. At the Point above mentioned is the nearest approach of ship channel to the eastern shore. The steamers of the Pacific may here find a wide berth in soundings of 30 and 60 feet, and almost throw the gangway plank from deck to high water mark. From these facts and from one other, to wit: that there is not over 10 miles difference of distance to the mines between Humboldt and the extreme limit of the Bay, which is only accessible for small boats at flood tide, its position has natural advantages which place it far superior to all successful competition--and the many wealthy and enterprising citizens of San Francisco, who have important interests there, is a sufficient guarantee that these advantages will speedily form the elements of a flourishing city--a seaport second in importance to none on this coast save San Francisco. May 28th, 1850. E. H. HOWARD. Daily Alta California, San Francisco, May 29, 1850, page 2 Gold in
Oregon--Umpqua and Rogue River Valleys.
The Pacific
News of June 17 says:
Since our last, the discovery of large gold deposits in Oregon has awakened considerable attention here. The accounts are very authentic, and we think may probably have an influence to direct part of the current of emigration which is now on the plains. In connection with this paragraph, the following extract from a letter to the editor of the Alton Telegraph, from B. C. Cleaver, Esq., late of Madison County, dated at Oregon City on the 4th March last, will be found interesting, as it describes a part of Oregon hitherto but little known. Some time in last April, myself, one son and two sons-in-law were seized with the yellow or gold fever, the effect of which carried us all off towards California..We took the land route with wagon and team, and traveled up the Willamette Valley, over a fine farming country, for a distance of 150 miles. Here we ascend the Calapooya Mountains, so called. These mountains are very fertile in many places, and are not of great elevation, having fine springs, good timber &c. In one day's drive from the Willamette Valley, we reach the Umpqua Valley. Here se see mounds of various sizes, covering from 50 to 500 acres of land. The valleys between those mounds are of various widths, say from a quarter of a mile to ten miles wide. the soil is generally of excellent quality, and the valleys are especially fertile. These mounds are generally covered with a fine coat of grass, and various kinds of timber--some black and white oak, some pine, and a large species of laurel &c.--some of which were three feet in diameter. The timber that grows on these mounds is generally of a short scrubby nature. There are also many fine springs bursting from the sides of these mounds. Much excellent timber is found in many parts of this valley, though in several places it is not convenient to the prairie. I am not prepared to state, at this moment, the width of this valley of mounds, but I judge it to be about 50 miles. In about the center of this valley, we cross the north fork of the Umpqua, and at the south side we cross the south fork of the Umpqua. These forks are pretty much the same size--each about 125 paces wide. There are several families residing in this valley, and a ferry is kept on the North Umpqua. Fort Umpqua is situated some twenty miles below this road, on the main Umpqua River. After crossing the South Umpqua, we enter the Umpqua Mountain, and pass through what is called a "canyan." We enter this canyan at the mouth of a small river, and travel up this mountain-bound stream, crossing it some 25 times, and lastly, traveling in its bed a short distance, when we fall in upon the head of another small river, leading south. Following this stream down a few miles brings us into a handsome little valley. It is a hard day's drive through this canyan. From this little valley, it is a hard day's drive over a hilly section of country to the Rogue River Valley. Here we find some good little prairies, and for 20 or 30 miles up the river we occasionally find good little valleys. But here the valley becomes large--say some 30 miles in width, and probably 40 in length. Some parts of this Rogue River Valley are very fertile, but much of it is not good, having too much gravel in the soil, which injures a great many valleys in this western world. I should have stated that, whilst we were traveling through the Umpqua and Rogue River valleys, we made it strictly our business to look for gold in every likely-looking place. This gave us a chance also to examine other qualities of this country, and in our investigations we found considerable gold, both on the Umpqua and Rogue rivers. I should also state that, from the prospects of gold above mentioned, the people of Oregon are at this time all on tiptoe, and making great preparations to open those mines this spring. The climate of the Umpqua and Rogue River valleys is like that of the Willamette Valley, being mild and pleasant, both in winter and summer. From the Rogue River Valley we enter the Siskiyou Mountains. These mountains are not very rough nor of any great elevation. After traveling some 50 miles through these mountains, we arrived at the Klamath Lake--out of which this stream flows. This river is a fine stream, some 150 paces wide, and for about half the year it cannot be forded. We forded it by propping up wagon beds, and in about 10 miles' travel we came to the Klamath Lakes. Here are truly some of the great wonders of the western world, presented in the form of these mighty lakes. These lakes--also Mount Shasta, which stands near them--are situated upon a very elevated country, probably the most elevated section of country west of Rocky Mountains, for several hundred miles north and south. Many of the great rivers of the West have their source from these lakes, or their immediate vicinity. Here is the fine Klamath River, which flows immediately from the lake's side, besides several others of considerable note that have their sources in this vicinity, say, the great Sacramento, Deschutes, John Day, Rogue River, the Umpqua, and the McKenzie Fork of the Willamette. All these streams take their rise in and near those great lakes. It is impossible for me, with my limited knowledge of this section of country, to do the subject strict justice. We were rambling, however, through this section of country for about four weeks, during which time I gave strict attention to those many curiosities that presented themselves to view. Those lakes, and the mounds and ridges that divide them, cover a large tract of country. Many of those lakes, by wash and other causes, are fast filling in. A few of them have already filled up and formed rich little valleys. From this place we made our course to the Sacramento Valley. The road is circuitous, and in many places very rough. We finally descended into the Sacramento Valley, and after chasing around for a time, we made our way to the Redding's diggings, for health, the most northerly mines in California [sic]. Here we commenced mining with fair success, but had [not] been long in fair business before we witnessed the awful spectacle of a very sick camp. The sickness increased and many deaths took place, and the people, as soon as they were able to travel, set out for Oregon. My company recovered in part, and we left the mines on the 24th of July. California is truly one of the sickliest, poorest in soil, and hottest countries your unworthy writer ever visited. I hope this will be warning enough to my friends about California. Respectfully yours, BENJAMIN CLEAVER. Illinois Daily Journal, Springfield,
August 1, 1850, page
2
Umpqua River, O.T., Aug. 9, 1850.
Mr. Editor:Having lately received some important information relative to the country in California, on the Pacific, I take this opportunity to acquaint you with some of the items. At Mr. Wells' I saw Mr. Taylor of Santiam, lately returned from California. Mr. Taylor wintered on the Trinity River, and was successfully engaged in digging gold. He gave me some account of recent explorations and their results. The river formerly known as Trinity by miners, turns out to be a branch of the Klamath. Gold is found nearly to the mouth of the Klamath, and most abundant on the Klamath branch. He estimates that 400 men have gone to dig on this river, the Klamath. South of Trinidad Bay, which is supposed to be an open roadstead, another bay has been discovered, named Humboldt Bay. A little south of this, a river has been found, called Eel River, but which is supposed to be the real Trinity River; also, Humboldt Bay to be Trinidad Bay. Mr. Taylor represents the land to be the best he has seen west of the Rocky Mountains. Our friends, D'Aubigne, who came with Capt. Purvine, and David Buck, who came with the Bristows of the late immigration, were among the number who explored it. Mr. Buck held a claim on Humboldt Bay's town site, and D'Aubigne a farming claim on Eel or Trinity river. But 160 acres are allowed for a claim. Mr. Taylor was a partner with D'Aubigne, and assisted him in building and making a claim. The valley was represented to be about 100 miles in length below the canyon. Wagons had been taken from Sonoma and Russian River to the valley of the river above the canyon. They there led their wagons and came through with their cattle to the lower settlement. The timber is represented to be excellent, redwood on the mountains, white fir and balm of gilead on the bottoms. Mr. Taylor was engaged to pack through for a party to the Trinity mines. He estimates the distance as about 100 miles. He considers the harbor good. The grass was said to be of an excellent quality; it resembles very much red-top and clover. When he left, subsequent to the 4th of July, he represented it to have been nearly as green as in the [illegible]. Of late, repeated showers of rain had fallen. Game was said to have been very abundant. Mr. Bush had written by him to Gov. Lane to give information respecting the country. I expressed the wish that, as the letter had failed to reach its destination, it be published, if there is any person authorized to receive and open it. Messrs. Scott, Sloan and Butler have gone to the mouth of the Umpqua to meet the U.S. Exploring Officer, and search for an entrance to the river. I will take the liberty, having passed several times through the Willamette Valley this season, to make a few observations representing the country and climate of the different sections. I passed up and down immediately before and during the time of harvest. With respect to the country generally, I think the people have reason to be grateful, contented and happy. From the Umpqua Valley to the lower extremity the labors of the husbandman are well rewarded, while the influence of a genial climate conveys salubrity and affords the prospect of health and longevity to its inhabitants. I will begin my description at Tualatin Plains. Here, in addition to an open, beautiful country, rich soil and good timber, the fruits of American industry and energy are seen in good improvements and an exhibition of public spirit. From its proximity to market, encouragement to agriculture is given, the effect of which is [not] lost. It has one drawback in comparison with the southern settlements: the sparseness and scarcity of grass and the severity of winter, in a hard winter, stock here requiring to be fed. Yamhill and Chehalem are next in order; the soil is good and productive. The raising of vegetables is restricted, however, to favorable localities, or land that has been [illegible] with regard to the production of grain. South of this the farmer has little cause to fear the dominion of winter. The mild climate of the Pacific discloses to view fields ever verdant and an air ever temperate. As a proof of this, through all this country it is considered safe to sow oats in the fall. The general yield of wheat, on good land, will amount to from 20 to 30 bushels per acre. The country hitherto described will probably afford few inducements to the agricultural emigrants this year, as the best claims are all taken, and from its nearness to market, improved claims sell high. Lacreole [Rickreall] with its delightful valley next claims our attention; the bottom or valley is handsome and tolerably rich; behind this (the vicinity) it merits little attention, except from the excellent range afforded for cattle and swine. From its extensive oak hills, a want of timber for building and fencing, is to some extent [illegible]. In going south, we come to the Luckiamute River, about 70 miles from Oregon City, or Portland. On the upper road we come to the little Luckiamute first, at the bridge. The land is good in the forks, and pleasantly situated. From the main Luckiamute to Mary's River, the country is generally conceded to be the best in Oregon. The mountains to the right here assume a highly bold, picturesque and romantic appearance, while at their base the varied appearances of wooded streamlets, springing fountains, open vales, and rich plains render it a beautiful country. *
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The new road to the Umpqua promises to render easy the hitherto
difficult passage of the Calapooia Mountains. Should the present
expedition to the mouth of the Umpqua be successful in surveying an
entrance to the bay or river, it will readily be seen that the Umpqua
presents inducements to settlers, situated as it is at the opening
gateway of the golden regions, with a climate eminently mild and highly
salubrious, numbering among its productions the grapevine and the
native plum, a large proportion of which is arable and well suited to
grazing. It certainly appears to possess great and important advantages
for the acquisition of wealth and the production of the means of
subsistence. The spontaneous growth of the plums is, so far as I have
learned, limited to this portion of Oregon, including the country lying
on the Umpqua, Rogue and Klamath rivers.This region of country is almost entirely free from those disturbing atmospheric phenomena which prevail in other lands: the deep thunder of those elemental, electrical influences with which the atmosphere of other lands is charged, seems emboweled in the strange hills and hidden caverns of our earth. Yours,
respectfully,
W. N. GOODELL. Oregon Spectator, Oregon
City, September 19, 1850, page 2
The U.S. steam propeller Massachusetts sailed from this port on the 6th April last, having on board a joint commission of army and navy officers, sent out by the government to examine the coast of the United States lying upon the Pacific Ocean. During her absence she has visited the coast lying between San Francisco and the Straits of Juan de Fuca and Puget's Sound. From thence she proceeded to Beaver Harbor, on the north coast of Vancouver's Island, where she supplied herself with coals from the mines in the vicinity, and on her return touched at Cape Flattery (or Neat Harbor), and Columbia River. She sailed from thence on the 1st August, examining in her course downward the coast and rivers. On the 5th August, at noon, she hove to off the Umpqua River. Saw a sch. at anchor inside, and was shortly boarded by a whaleboat from the river, in which were Dr. Fiske, Messrs. Brinesmaid, Farrell, Eugenbroop and others, who reported that the sch. inside was the Samuel Roberts, from San Francisco, with a party under the auspices of Messrs. Winchester and Payne. A Mr. Scott, from Columbia River, was also one of the party in the boat. The above gentlemen informed Capt. Knox that they had found 12 feet of water on the bar at low water and 20 feet at high do. They were surveying the river, and intended proceeding up the river as far as they could get in the schooner. (The S.R. had been into Rogue's River some time previous, and had lost two seamen by the overturning of a boat on the bar.) The latitude of the mouth of the river is 43°41.15 N, long. 124°04 W. Capt. K. subsequently made a river just north and close to Cape Gregory. It appeared to have a wide entrance, and well sheltered from south and southwest winds--open the N. and W. From appearances, Capt. K. would think there was good water on the bar. About eight miles N.W. by W., per compass, from the rock off Cape Mendocino, there is a sunken ledge, on which the water breaks occasionally. Vessels passing the Cape should give it berth of about nine miles, although a vessel may pass inside of it, and near the Cape, but the ground is very broken. "Memoranda," Daily Alta California, San Francisco, August 10, 1850, page 2 EXPLORING EXPEDITION.--We publish this morning the report of the Klamath Expedition, made last night to the stockholders. As a matter of information from a section of country but little known, it cannot fail of being read with eager interest. Daily Pacific News, San Francisco, September 7, 1850, page 2 REPORT
Of the Expeditions in Klamath
and Umpqua Rivers, Made by Messrs. Winchester, Paine & Co.,
September 6th, 1850.
To the Stockholders in the Klamath Exploring Expedition.GENTLEMEN:--We are happy in being enabled to announce to our friends and co-partners in San Francisco the safe return of our exploring party from an expedition far more successful than we had dared to expect. The schooner Samuel Roberts left this port for the mouth of Klamath River, on Saturday, July 6, having on board a company of thirty-four persons, including the officers and seamen of the vessels. Owing to the heavy swell that encountered us off the mouth of the harbor, the vessel sprung a leak in her centerboard trunk, which admitted the water so rapidly that we were forced to pull back the same afternoon, not being able to get at it while plunging into a hard sea. It proved, however, on arriving at Sausalito, to be a small matter, and easily repaired and, having changed our sand ballast for stone, we sailed again on Monday, July 7th. The wind being constantly in the northwest, and the vessel a dull sailer on the wind, our progress was slow, and nothing occurred worthy of notice till July 14th, when a meeting was called on board for the purpose of organizing the company and arranging the order of the expedition. At this meeting it was determined to proceed on military principles, and Herman Winchester was elected commander of the expedition. On the morning of the 21st July, we made land at Cape Orford, about twenty miles to windward of our port, and ran down the coast before the wind, heaving to now and then to send in a boat for closer inspection of the shore. Our pilot, Capt. Coffin, presently recognized the landmarks noted on the Patapsco voyage, and about eleven o'clock the entrance was plainly visible on the lee bow. A boat, with five men and the mate, was dispatched to examine the bar and signalize the vessel if there was a safe entrance, it being then low tide. This boat was, unfortunately, swamped in the surf, and two of the crew, Charles Brown, a Swede, and James Cook, an Englishman, were drowned, as was supposed, during our stay in the river. The body of Cook was brought in by the Indians two days after, and buried by us, but that of Brown was not recovered, and we supposed it had not been washed ashore. We afterwards heard from the Umpqua Indians that the man had reached the shore in an exhausted condition, some distance from the others, and was killed in that state by a native for his clothes. The other four were saved by the Indians, after a severe struggle in the surf, and were immediately stripped of their clothing, though without threats or violence being offered them. The schooner entered as soon as it was high tide, though the channel was so narrow as to render the passage dangerous, and cast anchor in two fathoms water. Next day, July 22, a boat was dispatched upstream to ascertain the depth of water, and direction of the river--in both of which we were disappointed. The course of the stream is northeast, instead of east or southeast, as was expected, while the soundings gave from three to twelve feet in the channel at low tide. The schooner might have ascended three miles at high water, but at that distance the first rapid occurs, and bars are afterwards met with about once in every reach, on which the water flows about two feet deep, and on all of which the Indians have built their fish weirs. The mountains encroach upon the stream all along, leaving no intervals, and no chance for a road; hence communication with the interior from this point can be had only at great expense, if, indeed, at all. On the following day the harbor was surveyed by Mr. Lanitt, and soundings were taken by Capt. Coffin. A chart made by Mr. Lanitt is herewith submitted. The width of the entrance at high water is only 12 chains, and of the bay within half a mile, one half of which is occupied by shingle bars, dry at low water. The soundings on the bar give nine feet at low water, but the channel towards the north beach gives two to three fathoms. No flat land suitable for building occurs on the banks until the first bar is passed, and there it is inaccessible to shipping except in the wet season. Some fine farms might be made from the coast lands, but they would all be in a line, and no village or town could be supported by them, while the sea breeze and fogs are exceedingly raw and uncomfortable. The next day we dispatched two parties to explore the coast north and south, fully convinced that this river could not be the Klamath, or else that all our predecessors had exaggerated its size beyond all precedent. A party of seven set out along the beach in search of a larger stream, but after traveling till within six miles of the California line, they could see no interruption to the mountain barrier that lined the coast. The party towards the north traveled far enough to ascertain that no river occurs south of Cape Orford, when their further progress was stopped by bodies of Indians who made much more hostile demonstrations here than at any other point we visited. We were now satisfied that the Klamath River does not empty into the ocean as represented on Fremont's and Wilkes' maps, and our opinion was confirmed by conversation with old explorers in Southern Oregon, who consider both Klamath, Rogue and Shasta rivers to be tributaries of the Trinity, and the size of that stream at its mouth tends to confirm their theory. As for the river we explored, it cannot possibly penetrate the Coast Range, it is wholly unnavigable, the harbor is too small and shallow, the entrance too dangerous, the Indians too numerous and hostile, and the ground too mountainous to allow of a settlement at that point. Of gold there was no indication. A road to the upper country is impracticable, and there is nothing but the timber which could pay for killing the Indians. Having waited five days for a wind to carry us out of the harbor, we sailed again on Thursday, July 31st, with a light breeze from the southward, and arrived next day at the latitude of Umpqua River, 43 41 15. Calm weather, however, prevented our landing until the third day afterwards; but meanwhile a boat being sent in to examine the surf under the direction of some Indians, who came off to us in a canoe, we found an easy entrance into a broad, deep and beautiful harbor, it being half tide and three fathoms water on the bar. We were happy here in meeting with three Oregonians, Levi Scott, Esq., Mr. Butler and Mr. Sloane. This Mr. Scott is a resident of Elk River, a tributary of the Umpqua, and has spent the last six months in exploring Umpqua Valley from its sources to its mouth. Having himself prospected successfully for gold on the South Fork of the Umpqua, and aided in laying out the great highway from the Willamette Valley to California and the Eastern States, which crosses this valley, he has been long convinced of the importance of an outlet to this favored region nearer than the distant ports on the Columbia. For the purpose of ascertaining the capacities of the harbor, Mr. Scott had just concluded a bargain with Capt. McArthur of the government surveying schooner Ewing, to come down and attempt the entrance for one thousand dollars, which was exacted for that service, and he had now come down to meet his appointment with that officer. He was surprised as well as rejoiced to meet with a company of adventurers, whose object was identical with his own, and his knowledge of the country and anxiety to aid us proved of the greatest service to our after explorations. On the evening of Aug. 4th a light breeze springing up enabled us to enter the harbor in safety, where we dropped anchor in three fathoms water. On the following day the harbor was surveyed by Messrs. Scholfield and Lanitt, a chart of which is herewith submitted. The steamer Massachusetts appearing in the offing, a boat was sent on board to report us. The officers showed much interest in the expedition, but had not time to enter the harbor, being on their way to San Francisco. On Tuesday, Aug. 6th, we weighed anchor and sailed with a fair wind upstream. A whaleboat reached the head of navigation, distant about 30 miles, in 6 hours and the schr. followed in the same sailing time. We found the river more of an inlet, or arm of the sea, for this distance than a freshwater stream, the water being sensibly salt twenty miles up, and the tides at the landing above, about 4 feet. There can be but little difference in the height of the waters the year round, and from 3 to 7 fathoms may be had in the channel all the way to the landing excepting on one bar about 22 miles from the mouth, which gives 9 feet at half tide. The width of the entrance below is 500 yards, with the northwest winds abeam both entering and leaving. The bay within is three miles long and from half a mile to a mile and a quarter wide, while the river above will average 500 yards in width. (A draught of the river is herewith submitted.) Its banks are cliffs and mountains of light red sandstone which would furnish an excellent material for building in San Francisco, as it is easily quarried and hardens on exposure to the weather. These hills are heavily timbered with the firs, spruces, cedars, hemlocks and pines so common in Oregon. The current either way in the river is slight and its course remarkably straight, running a W.N.W. course to the bay. The point which separates the harbor from the sea is a low sand pit, which has evidently been thrown up by the waves on one side and the river on the other. The other shores of the harbor are low sandstone hills, about 50 feel above the river, descending towards the stream, and covered with a rich soil, from which springs a rigorous underbrush, rendering the hatchet an indispensable traveling companion. We took here three claims in the names of Herman Winchester, Horace I. Paine and Henry Martin, for town purposes, being all the land available below the head of navigation for commercial uses. On reaching the head of navigation we found that nature and Mr. Scott had left us entirely out of their calculations, the former by enclosing the river with high mountains excepting only a strip finely situated for town purposes. This is the spot chosen for our third location, as it will be seen from the map that the trade from the Willamette Valley, distant thirty miles, as well as that from the present settlements which are nearly all on Elk River, will center here. The road must necessarily pass this point, and as no other suitable location occurs below this for a place of any size, nature herself has in this instance excluded all competition. This claim was made in the name of Galem Burdell and Charles Eigenbrodt. From this point our party separated into small companies, taking different routes. Dr. Paine proceeded to the county seat at Mary's River, to record the claims already taken; Col. Winchester and three others accompanied Mr. Scott to his residence on Elk River. A party of six took the trail up the Umpqua, and were followed the next day by another small party. All were to meet at the ferry thirty-five or forty miles upstream. The route on Elk River is about twenty miles to the intersection with the Oregon and California, and in an east by north direction, passing through a heavy timbered region. This stream furnishes any number of excellent mill seats, as it is so small as to be perfectly manageable, and yet would supply almost any amount of power the year round. The farms at its head are stocked with cattle and hogs in fine order, and fine houses are met with in all directions. Specimens of wheat produced here at an average of 25 bushels to the acre, under the rudest system of farming, accompanying this report, while the united opinions of all who have passed through the valley place its agricultural capacities far above those of the Willamette, of a few acres on the north bank. As there was no alternative we were forced to compromise with Mr. Scott, who in his anxiety to further our undertaking deeded us outright a lot of 160 acres, including all the flat approachable by vessels, about twenty-five acres; he receiving about twice the amount of flat land beyond it. The contract with Mr. Scott is submitted with this report, together with the plan of the place. From Mr. Scott's claim, for a distance of three miles, the road up the valley will have to cross a spur of a mountain heavily timbered, the river being much broken by rapids. Thence, however, it emerges upon a level bottom which continues with but two interruptions to the junction with Elk River, opposite the Fort, distant from the landing about 16 miles. All the intervale land on this route has been claimed, and most of it will be occupied this fall by emigrants from the Willamette. These hills begin gradually to recede at the Fort, and prairie or intervale land borders the stream in larger and larger bodies as you ascend. On arriving at the Fort we were hospitably received by Mr. Gagnier, the agent of the Hudson Bay Company, who put himself and his limited accommodations entirely at our service. Though the land here appears dry at this season, Mr. Gagnier has good crops growing in his gardens and potato fields, and his Indians were threshing some fine wheat in the barn. Apple trees were so loaded down with fruit as to require props under every branch, while corn, melons, and variety of vegetables exhibited a thrifty growth. After three days' travel the two first parties met at the appointed rendezvous. Here we found a regular wagon ferry belonging to Messrs. Aiken & Smith, who also claimed the land on both sides to the extent of 1280 acres. They have their families, stock, and log houses here, and have been doing a profitable business this season in ferrying the emigration to and from the Willamette. The road here follows a valley which extends in a straight line north and south for twenty miles, and forms the shortest possible route for that great highway. The valley of the Umpqua centers at this point, it being from hence 30 miles to the Umpqua Mtn. south, 80 to the Cascades east, 25 to the Calapooias north, and 18 to the Coast Range west. The South Fork, on which the gold is most abundant, empties six miles below, and Calapooia Creek about twelve. Both of these, as well as the main stream, flow for many miles above here through the most magnificent country on this coast. The plains are not so extensive as in California, being seldom more than two or three miles wide, and separated by gentle hills from 50 to 500 feet high, and covered with grass and oak trees, forming natural parks, and furnishing the finest pasturage. The valleys are covered with grass, and springs or brooks occur, even at this season, on almost every claim. Roads can be made in any direction almost on a dead level, and when railroads are built in this country the great line from Columbia River to San Francisco and the United States, through the South Pass of the Rocky Mountains, must pass through Aiken's valley. The mines on the South Fork are distant but 25 miles from the ferry, and those on Rogue River but 60, and all the business hereafter to arise from Rogue River, the richest of the Oregon streams in gold, must necessarily come to the ferry, as no other possible outlet exists through the Coast Range south. The richness of the farming lands here increases as you go south. The fine lands lying about the mouth of the South Fork, comprising about ten thousand acres, have been selected by Col. Loring of the Oregon regiment as a cavalry station, and he will probably remove the army there this winter or in spring. Should this be done, our location above will immediately rise to importance. Coal is found on the main fork, about twenty miles up, and timber in any quantity can be floated down from the Cascades and manufactured by steam power at this point. Here therefore, again taking nature as our guide, we determined on making our fourth location and entered into an agreement with Messrs. Smith and Aiken for purchasing their right and improvements, a copy of which is herewith submitted. Their claims on both sides were surveyed by Jesse Applegate, Esq., formerly U.S. Surveyor in Missouri, formerly a member of the Oregon Legislature, and now a settler on Elk River. Mr. Applegate is a gentleman whose public spirit, perseverance and enterprise have done much for Oregon, and whose aid will be of great moment to the success of our enterprise, to whom we are under great obligations for his hospitality and assistance. While these surveys were in progress, Col. Winchester and Mr. Scott with a party proceeded up the South Fork to the mines, and met a company of Oregonians prospecting on the bars. From these they obtained a specimen of gold which is herewith submitted, weighing about twelve dollars, the product of 30 pansful of earth. Messrs. Scott and Butler dug on one of these bars for three hours with a pan and obtained ten dollars, thus earning at the rate of twenty dollars per day each without a machine. Gov. Lane and his party also found gold here on his southern tour this spring, finding more or less on every bar. There can be no doubt but that quicksilver machines would pay here as well as in California, and we have no hesitation in asserting that the south fork of the Umpqua and Rogue rivers adjacent, are as rich in gold as any rivers in California. Parties from the Willamette are passing the ferry daily on their way to these mines, and their reputation is rapidly extending through all the population at the north. The four locations we have taken possession of can hardly fail in our judgment, as well as in those of the residents in Umpqua Valley, to command all the trade flowing from the southern half of the Willamette Valley--that arising from Rogue River Valley--and all that can originate in Umpqua Valley. Nature has cut off, all [illegible] mountain barriers, which line the defiles and guard the limits of our every claim. The Indians here are few, friendly and industrious, and would furnish no small amount of custom for goods. Some of the tribes possess large herds of horses and cattle, and are reputed wealthy. They are well armed with rifles and are ready to assist the whites in any difficulty against the hostile tribes. The effect of our discoveries upon the value of property, even during our stay, was most gratifying to our prospects in the valley. The value of all lands in the southern part of the Willamette and also in the Umpqua valleys was doubled at once, and the people are anxiously awaiting the return of a vessel with supplies. A market has been opened to the most fertile portion of Oregon, 150 miles nearer than that on the Columbia. Having now satisfied ourselves that the country around the Umpqua possesses greater natural resources than any other portion of the American Pacific, we returned to the vessel and dropped down to the mouth of the river. A party of eleven men were left under the superintendence of Dr. Eugene R. Fisk, to maintain our claims and commence operations on the roads. The remainder of the company then re-embarked and returned to this city, after a sojourn of three weeks and two days in this delightful country. Daily Pacific News, San Francisco, September 7, 1850, page 2 Letter from Trinity Diggings.
Messrs. Editors.---Having just returned from an expedition up the
Klamath River and its tributaries, I give you a brief statement of the
diggings in that remote region, as far as I was able to learn by my own
exertions. After several unsuccessful attempts to cross the mountains
from Trinity River to the Klamath in a direct northerly course, we were
compelled to follow the Trinity down to its junction with the Klamath.
At the mouth of Trinity, we found three large Indian villages, with
houses built of planks split out of redwood, and covered with redwood
boards, in a manner which indicated that those Indians possessed more
intelligence and culture than any other tribe we had yet met with in
California. The Indians themselves were of a more warlike disposition,
and possessed the faculties of the most expert thieves of any large
city. While we were unpacking our mules, they stole, notwithstanding
our closest attention, our axe, crowbar, blankets, the knives out of
our very belts; they seemed to have a wonderful desire for iron. We
being only 14 in number, open revenge or hostility would have proved
fatal, as we were completely surrounded by several hundred Indians, who
had their bows and sharp-pointed arrows ready. However, we got off
safely, and found our way up the Klamath over a rugged and rocky trail,
where the best of mules lost their foothold sometimes, and rolled down
the precipices. After four days' very fatiguing journey, we arrived at
the mouth of Salmon River, where we intended to stop and prospect, and,
if favorable, go to work. The result of our prospects were not so
flattering as we anticipated—the gold being deposited in
small
quantities from two to three cents the pan. Sometimes a crevice in a
rock would yield $50 to a day's labor; but this good luck was seldom
met with. Some of the bars paid as high as an ounce per day to the man,
but then the gold was in the topsoil, and therefore soon worked out. As
near as I could find out, this seems to be the case with most all the
rivers on the Coast Range mountains; few bars would pay, the gold being
chiefly found in the topsoil, and rich crevices scarce. From this very
reason you can account for so many disappointments met on Trinity. A
few individuals have done well in a canion, in a crevice, or in some
bar that had not previously been worked out. The gold being all in the
topsoil, men would work out their claim in a short time, and then be
obliged to seek other places. Moving about will not do in any mines,
and especially in such as Trinity and Klamath, where the worst of
mountain trails makes the moving very tedious, difficult, and
expensive. It is no small matter to take your bundle on your back, and
carry your provisions over mountains which require hours to ascend, and
hours to go down again. As for dry diggings, we have not been able to
discover any, nor have we been able to find any flats, or even gently
descending ravines, where the gold is most apt to lay. Mountain joins
mountain, and the gulches are very rocky and steep; that is, as far as
we were able to ascend the river. There may be a better-looking gold
region at the head of Klamath and Shasta River, which empties into the
Klamath, above Salmon River; but our provisions giving out, we were
obliged to return. Since our return, parties have started up to Shasta
River, and no doubt the public will be informed, ere Iong, how that
remote region will reward the enterprise of the prospecting miner.On our return from the Klamath, at its junction with the Trinity, we found the Indians very hostile; and not feeling very good humored after having lost so many useful articles, we determined this time to give them their just due. After having appointed an old mountaineer for our captain, we attacked their village and succeeded in routing the Indians. Most of them took to their canoes, which they manage with great dexterity, and effected their escape; some, however, we were able to take prisoners, so as to recover our stolen mining utensils and clothing; and some had to pay with their life for exasperating the whites by their depredations. We had ample opportunity to witness their great skill in shooting arrows, which frequently fell among us from a distance of 250 yards. The deadly fire of our rifles kept them in awe, and since this little affray, we have heard from parties, which ascended the river afterwards, that the lesson we taught them stopped their marauding, and the Indians now behave more peaceably and are more friendly to the whites. Still I would recommend to persons who start for that region to be well armed, and not trust these Indians, nor allow them to come into camp, for they are treacherous and warlike, and would not hesitate to kill a small party. Salmon fish abound in the river, and for a few strings of beads, we secured many an excellent meal of the most delicious salmon in the world. W. H. BEURMANN.
Sacramento
Transcript, September 11, 1850, page
2The Oregonians have their eyes open and are moving. Says the Spectator:-- The Umpqua, that hitherto unknown region, is waking up. A settlement is fast growing up, and business houses are being built to accommodate the demands of trade. The advertisement of Sloan, Frederick & Co. makes known more fully what they are prepared to do in this new district. Mr. Winchester, an extensive merchant and businessman in San Francisco, has commenced a city in Southern Oregon, on the Umpqua, called Winchester. He recently shipped 30 houses from San Francisco to that point. His present design is to transport from Umpqua to San Francisco an immense supply of Free Stone, for building purposes. It is found that the Umpqua River is easy of access--there being more water on the bar than in the southern channel at the mouth of the Columbia. Farmers and mechanics are moving to the Umpqua region. THE MARKETS.
OREGON CITY
MARKET,
Sept. 19--Apples, dried, per lb., 75¢; peaches, do., $1; beef,
retails
at market 15-18¢; pork, per lb., 16-20¢; butter, per
lb., $1; cheese,
do. 75¢; flour, per cwt., $7.50; do. per bbl., $15.
Grain--Wheat, per
bushel, $1.50-$2; oats, per do. $2.50; do. sheaf, per doz., $2.
Groceries--Coffee; per lb. 20-25¢; sugar, brown, per lb.,
30-35¢; do.,
loaf, 75¢; tea, $1-$1.50; molasses, per gal., $1.75; tobacco,
per lb.,
37½¢-$1.25; rice, per lb., 15¢; eggs, per
doz, 50-75¢; lard, per lb.,
40¢; salt, per cwt., $6; oil, linseed, per gal. $5; glass, per
half
box, 8x10, $6, do. 10x12, $7; iron, per lb., 12-20¢; nails,
per lb.,
16-20¢; cooking stoves, $60-$140, lumber, per
M. 50-60¢."Intelligence from Oregon," Illinois Daily Journal, Springfield, November 19, 1850, page 2 "do."="ditto" Our Umpqua Correspondence.
We commence, today, the publication of the favors of our correspondents
at Umpqua City, and the upper valley of that fine stream. The
entire
region of Northern California and Southern Oregon, till within the past
six months, was a terra
incognito;
none knew of the noble and navigable streams since discovered and
explored almost to their sources, or of the lovely and fertile valleys
watered by them. We see in this extension of topographical knowledge,
by which new avenues of enterprise and wealth are opened to our
citizens, an indication of what is to be the future of the wonderful
empire arising and spreading along the shores of the vast Pacific.We have some valuable letters from MR. SCHOLFIELD, giving the results of his own explorations; and we are promised by Col. H. WINCHESTER a series of articles more fully treating upon the aspect and resources of the opened in a remarkable degree through his indomitable perseverance. The very crowded state of our columns precludes us from giving but a single letter this morning. ----
UMPQUA
CITY, Oregon, Nov. 19, 1850.
Editors of the Pacific
News: Having had my attention called to the report of the KLAMATH EXPLORING EXPEDITION, in your paper, some time since, I was induced to visit a region of country of a character so promising. It gives me pleasure to say, in respect to that report, that it represented in modest terms the advantages and high prospects of the Umpqua River and valley. I have since the evidence of observation to confirm the truth of its fullest statements. A safer harbor cannot be found than this port offers, and with the aid of the charts, which are now in the hands of Winchester, Paine & Co., at San Francisco, the entrance is passed in security and with facility. The site of this place is level, and with an abundance of good timber in its immediate vicinity, there is no lack of building material. The river is, on either side, for forty miles, more heavily wooded with the finest timber for lumber and other uses that any country can boast. Above Scottsburg, which is situated at the head of navigation, the country begins to open into small and rich prairies, until we reach the valley of the Umpqua, where the broad, green plains fill the eye with their rolling meadows and shady groves, and present a virgin soil, such as must please the most fastidious agriculturist. I do not exaggerate when I state that in two years there will not be a good claim in this whole valley unoccupied. The settlers on the Columbia River, and in the Willamette Valley, have, in numerous instances, sold their previous locations, and emigrated to this region--induced to do so by the fact that the soil is better, and the climate milder. Emigrants returning from California, overland, are locating here every day. The emigration by sea from your port has been considerable. The Reindeer, from San Francisco, and bound to Portland, stopped here a few days since, and left with us one-half of her passengers. This river is the nearest and only outlet to the rich valley in which it takes its source. The agricultural produce and lumber of this valley will find a ready market in California, which must give an impulse of a permanent character to this port. I have not yet visited the gold regions of this valley, but several parties are now forming for the purpose of mining, and with the highest hopes of success. Labor is in demand at California prices. Game of every kind found in abundance--geese, ducks, salmon, and shellfish are furnished us in great numbers by the Indians, for a small compensation. Bears, both black and grizzly, deer and elk, fill the hills and forests, and reward the exertions of whoever will take the pains to hunt them. There is at present a scarcity of provisions on the river. Pork, flour, sugar, beef, and other staple articles command an advance of one hundred percent upon San Francisco prices. Clothing, boots and shoes, axes, and tools generally, arc in demand. A shipment of such articles would be a remunerating investment. Several houses are already established here, and are doing a good business. I have endeavored to give you a brief description of this region, without exaggeration, and have withheld praise rather than added any color to truth. Should you wish to learn further particulars, I would refer you to Col. H. Winchester, who has a perfect knowledge of the country, and to whose intelligence and enterprise all are indebted for the location and improvement of this important river. Respectfully yours,
Daily
Pacific News, San Francisco, December 26, 1850, page
2SAMUEL S. MANN. Report of Lieutenant Commanding W. P. McArthur to Professor A. D. Bache, Superintendent of the Coast Survey, communicating a description of the islands and rivers between the harbor of Monterey and the mouth of the Columbia River. *
* *
The
important rivers between San
Francisco and the Columbia are, perhaps, sufficiently well defined on
the reconnaissance chart, as far as latitude and longitude are
concerned.RIVERS. Eel River.--There are nine feet of water on the bar at the mouth of this river. The entrance is very narrow, and the swell so high, generally, as to render it difficult and dangerous for sailing vessels. Steamers might enter and depart without difficulty. Humboldt River.--The entrance to this bay is half a mile in width between the breakers. There are eighteen feet of water on the bar at mean low water. The Klamath.--On the bar of this river there are seventeen feet of water at mean low water. The channel is so narrow and the current so strong that I deem it unsafe for sailing vessels. Steamers are required to make this river useful. Rogue's River.--This river has ten feet of water on the bar at the mouth at mean low water, but it is too narrow for sailing vessels, as there is scarcely room to turn in the channel. The Coquille River is not available for anything larger than small boats and canoes. The Coos.--This river was not so closely examined, but to judge by appearances at the mouth, I do not hesitate to express the opinion that it will be found to be available and very useful for steamers. The Umpqua.--I crossed the bar of this river in the second cutter, in 14 feet water, and passed into three fathoms on the inside of the bar, the rollers breaking at the time all the way across the channel. The channel, in my opinion, is practicable for steamers, but dangerous for sailing vessels, unless under very favorable circumstances. The remaining rivers to the northward can only be entered by small boats, except, perhaps, the "Yaquina," which might be entered by vessels of a larger class. The Republic, Washington, D.C., December 27, 1850, page 3 Oregon--Her Territory, Resources, and Population.
So much of Oregon as lies north of
42° N. to the Columbia River is about 300 miles wide, while from
the coast of the Pacific to the range of the Cascades is from 100 to
160, giving an area of about 40,000 square miles. Within this circuit
are the Willamette, Umpqua and Rogue River valleys--the first the
largest by one-third, or probably as extensive as both the others, but
possessing far less natural resources than the Umpqua; the prairies are
larger, with less valuable timber; a greater scarcity of water is also
noticed, and a climate less bland, especially in the northern portion
of it. Besides her advantages as regards her proximity to a safe and
commodious harbor, this region is much inferior to the Umpqua in the
transportation of her produce down the Willamette, and thence some 140
or 160 miles to the mouth of the Columbia. There are somewhere between
two and three thousand Indians north of the Umpqua Mountains,
consisting of the remnants of the several tribes--the Chincoops,
Klickitats and Umpquas. The severe lesson taught them in "civilization"
and the idea of our "manifest destiny" has made very good citizens of
them. They possess a principle of sterling honesty and integrity which
reflects great credit on the Oregonians as teachers of their
uncultivated mind.Our northern neighbor not only produces some "tall specimens of humanity," but everything else in keeping with them: not only in her mountains, but her forest trees, which not unfrequently obtain an altitude so great that.a "native" of the city has to look twice to see their tops. The pole on our square is hardly a specimen; a tree was cut at the Umpqua, for a beacon for vessels, which was one hundred and ten feet long, only nine inches at the butt, and three and a half where cut off at this extreme length. Of the mountains of Oregon we may remark that Mount Shasta is fourteen thousand and seven hundred feet in height, and is covered with perpetual snow. It is one of the most beautiful mountain peaks in our country. Mount Pitt is one of the higher peaks in the Cascade Range, and is in Oregon, Lat. 42° 56" N. The altitude of this mountain is only eleven thousand feet, and it is covered with snow most of the year. The average height of the Cascade Mountains is about eight thousand feet. A.W.R.
Daily Pacific News, San Francisco, January 4, 1851, page 1The Shasta and Klamath Diggings.
A correspondent of the Pacific
News, who visited the Shasta gold regions, after it was
"dug out," says:
"I saw some of the gold that had been taken out, which was mostly in large 'chunks,' weighing from a quarter of a pound to two, and even as high as five pounds. It was estimated by those capable of judging that upward of $200,000 had been taken out of a comparatively small extent of diggings. Since that time I have been a wandering miner, spending all I had to work so hard for barely to keep soul and body together, until driven to this place once more by the approach of winter--penniless, homeless, but, I am happy to say, not friendless. "I am happy to be able to assure you that the Klamath mines have turned out very rich, extending over the entire river, its branches, creeks and ravines. I am confident that next spring these 'placers' will take the lead of any of the older mines, if not of them all, for any man can with ease make his $12 to $15 per day, and many that I know are averaging from $15 to $30 daily. These facts, no longer mere hearsay, but actual results, must give to Klamath City an importance as a depot of supply to an extensive mineral region, that will not fail to raise it into a prosperous town." New York Tribune, February 11, 1851, page 6 From
the California News.
Yesterday, about noon, the brig Kate Heath entered
our harbor, after an absence of nearly three months spent in exploring
the Umpqua River in Oregon, and surveying the rich bottoms of its
tributaries. This vessel left San Francisco on the 27th of September
last, having on board a company of 75 persons, exclusive of those
belonging to the brig, who went with the design of making permanent
settlements in that beautiful and inviting region.Return of the Umpqua Expedition. In consequence of the headwinds prevailing at the time of their departure, thirteen days were spent in reaching a point which will hereafter be gained by steamers like the New Orleans in thirty-six hours. The cargo of the Kate Heath was discharged at Umpqua City, two miles within the mouth of the river, to the left as one ascends. At this location, which is destined to be the great point to which the commerce of the entire portion of Southwestern Oregon will be forever directed, a number of durable houses and stores were erected, thus laying the foundations of a city which must have a growth proportioned to that of similar points in our own state. After landing at Umpqua City, the passengers of the brig made the best of their way up the river, in boats and canoes, as was done above Sacramento city, one year since, before the steamers had been made which now navigate these waters, as far as Scottsburg, a distance of about thirty miles. They scattered themselves from that point and took up "claims" in various unoccupied portions of the fertile bottoms above. It may be well to remark in this connection, showing the appreciation in which this newly explored portion of Oregon Territory is held by the other inhabitants of that region, that from August, the date of the former explorations of the Umpqua company of this city, to October last, nearly every claim from Scottsburg to the Fort, a distance of sixteen miles, and also much beyond was taken up by the Oregon people themselves. They even left good claims in the renowned Willamette Valley without waiting for a purchaser, or sold them to some raw recruit from California, and removed with all their household, cows, turkeys, chickens, and children, into the better valley of the Umpqua. And to show that this was not done merely from a love of change, we will state that previous to the explorations of the company they had but little knowledge of the whole region. Being composed mostly of western people, they know more about tracking the pathless forest or prairie than about navigating along the coast and exploring the mouths of its rivers. They had crossed the upper forks of the Umpqua and the Trinity, and here their knowledge ended. At present, with that keen sagacity which they are not lacking, they discover that a little to the south of the Willamette lies a land with valleys more fertile, a climate more bland, and accessible by one half the distance to a market superior to any other in the world. They are thus getting possession of some of the choicest portions of that territory, leaving to those recently arrived from California via the Columbia, and to the emigrants over the plains, those portions which they themselves consider of less value. And thus there is growing up, at almost the only other point on the Coast, after San Francisco, an order of things which tokens well for the future. The period of a year will not elapse before an energetic and thriving population shall fill up these smiling valleys, and people these new towns with busy inhabitants. Every branch of business will there find employ. The merchant at the present moment can there sell his goods at prices such as were known here a year ago, and that too, within two days' sail of our crowded port and glutted market. Nor is money wanting to attract trade. Most of those from Oregon who have visited the mines of California have been successful. They were the very men to meet with success in mining. And millions of dollars have gone to Oregon in dust from our mines, and there it will remain until new channels of trade shall have drawn it forth. We need not refer, in closing, to the splendid results with which, by indomitable energy and perseverance, the efforts of a few private individuals who have been engaged in this enterprise have been crowned. Illinois Daily Journal, Springfield, February 24, 1851, page 2 An abbreviated version was printed in the New York Tribune, February 11, 1851, page 6. Originally printed in the Pacific News, December 23, 1850. The brig Kate Heath returned to San Francisco on the 22nd of December, after an absence of nearly three months spent in exploring the Umpqua River, in South Oregon, and surveying the rich bottoms of its tributaries. Seventy persons went on the brig for the purpose of settling. They laid the basis of Umpqua City, two miles within the mouth of the river. It is destined to be the great point to which the commerce of the entire portion of Southwestern Oregon will be directed. The settlers then went up the river and took up land claims in the fertile bottoms. "Further from California," Weekly Missouri Republican, St. Louis, February 21, 1851, page 1 OREGON, THE UMPQUA
VALLEY &c.
The following letters on Oregon and the Umpqua Valley were written by a
gentleman who has resided for some years in California and Oregon, and
who is well acquainted with the subjects he treats of. The suggestions
relative to the supposed mistakes of FREMONT
and WILKES
are made more for the purpose of provoking inquiry into the subject
than to settle the points at once, and in this light they are worthy of
the attention of the reader. The letters, we would add, were originally
written for the information and guidance of the author's friends in
Vermont.--Editors, Courier
& Enquirer.LETTER
NO. 1.
SAN
FRANCISCO--1851.
My
dear--Having lately been one of a party employed--or rather employing themselves--in exploring a part of Southern Oregon, and having received many letters during my residence here asking information and advice relative to emigration to California and Oregon, I feel compelled to atone for my long though involuntary neglect of friends at home by communicating in full the result of our observations. Those who are familiar with the narratives and maps of FREMONT and WILKES will recollect that both of these explorers lay down the Klamath River a large stream rising in the Cascade Mountains, and emptying into the Pacific, in latitude 42° 26' N. The river itself is represented as a very large one, and the reports of the trappers, miners and emigrants who had crossed it were highly favorable as to its navigability and the richness of the valley through which it flows. In order to verify these reports, as well as to secure the possession of such locations as should be most likely to be hereafter valuable, a company was organized in this city in June last to examine and report upon the resources of that section of our country. A schooner of one hundred tons [the Samuel Roberts] was chartered for the voyage, and a party of men under the direction of Col. WINCHESTER, of Western New York, took passage in her for the mouth of the Klamath. The vessel sailed July 7, [1850,] and after beating up the coast shout three hundred miles arrived July 21st at the supposed mouth of the river. Our entrance here was attended with considerable danger. The mouth of the stream was very narrow, and a heavy surf continually broke across the bar. The shore was crowded with savages, whose disposition we had yet to learn. A ten-knot breeze was blowing from the Northwest, and breakers showed their black heads above the surf on all sides as we approached. When within half a mile of the mouth, a boat, manned by the mate and five men, was lowered to examine the entrance. This boat was unluckily caught in the surf and instantly swamped, the mate and crew receiving the benefit of a ducking. Another boat was soon dispatched to their aid but, being unable to approach without sharing the fate of the former, returned to the vessel. Our men were now seen through our glasses to be seized and stripped by the Indians on shore, and, as you may suppose, the excitement on board our craft was intense. All the firearms, of which by the way we had plenty, were got in readiness for action; the six-pounders were charged to the muzzle with grape and cannister, and we determined without hesitation to risk our vessel and our lives at once, sooner than see our comrades butchered by savages before our eyes. The schooner was now headed towards the entrance of the river, when just before reaching the bar, the halyards parted and down came the foresail, leaving her in an almost unmanageable condition, and in a very critical position. The vessel was with much difficulty put about, and two whole mortal hours were consumed before the damage was repaired. This accident probably prevented the vessel from striking, and saved us all from going to Davy Jones, as the tide had risen three feet while we were at work, thus giving us sufficient water to get over the bar. Once more then the schooner was headed towards the shore, but our dangers and trials were not over yet. The centerboard could not be raised by the winch, and not until it actually rubbed on the sand could it be started from its position. We ware however fortunate in finding the channel, though there were only nine feet of water on the bar. The schooner nearly broached to several times in the surf, and we could hardly believe our senses when we found ourselves in smooth water inside the harbor, and saw four of our six men coming off alive in a canoe. The missing men were supposed to have been drowned. One of them, however, as we subsequently learned, was killed by an Indian, who finding him in an exhausted state, ran him through with a wooden spear, to obtain possession of his clothes. Poor fellow! The other man's corpse was brought to us by the savages and given up for a blanket. It had been horribly mutilated by the vultures and wolves, and we buried it with its companion on a point of land near the scene of the tragedy. The ill-fated boat was stove to pieces, and the fragments strewn up and down the beach, one oar being all that we recovered from the natives, but as they had offered no violence to our surviving comrades we treated them with kindness and attention, being desirous to secure their good will rather than provoke them by hostilities, as has been too often done by the settlers in our new territories. We had now an opportunity for contemplating human nature--if human it could be called, which appeared to us to be inhuman--in a phase entirely new and interesting to all of us. These Indians are of middle height, none that we saw exceeding five feet six inches, stout and well proportioned. They are entirely naked, save an occasional deerskin about the middle, and yet they do not seem at all sensible to the rawness of the climate. Their food consists of fish, venison and berries, of which they brought us supplies. They are the most thievish race in existence. Their whole aim was to steal, or, if caught, beg everything about the ship they could lay their hands on. They would come at night and try to pull the copper off the schooner's bottom, and one astute individual tried hard for several hours to cut oft the chain with his iron knife, and so secure the anchor as his booty. He tugged lustily at the chain, looking back at the schooner now and then to make sure that he was not watched, while the watch on deck, hid behind the netting, enjoyed heartily his strenuous but fruitless efforts. Another picked the surveyor's pocket of his note book and got possession of the eyeglasses of the sextant, with which he was highly delighted. They were struck with awe and amazement at the compass and theodolite, imagining us to be communicating through them with the beings of an invisible world. We never suffered them to come on board the vessel, but every morning at the break of day they surrounded us in large numbers in their canoes, crowding the rail fore and aft, and keeping us busy trading old clothes and trinkets for their bows and arrows, furs, &c. Our salt provisions they would not touch, but were extremely anxious for our clothes, which, when they obtained some of them, they wore in the most fantastic and unheard-of manner, and for which they would have killed the whole of us, had we been off our guard a moment. Being one day particularly troublesome, and refusing to retire from the railing when ordered, we fired our big gun, shot and all, over their heads, when they did not wait for a second discharge, before they were safe ashore, and out of reach. They scattered presto you may depend, nor were they so free and familiar with us again during our stay. The phrenological appearance of these savages is by no means contemptible, but it would require a vast deal of training to develop their intellects to [text cut off scan] notwithstanding their seven shots apiece, but by putting a bold face on the matter, and showing a perfect contempt for the savages, they marched straight through the crowd towards an adjacent hill, as if they meant to continue their route by the upland trail. But the Indians suspecting ran forward, in a mass, to head them off, while the members of our party coolly seated themselves in the shade and partook of lunch, which over, and the Indians a mile out of the way, they returned leisurely to the vessel. ----
To those
who have lived in San Francisco a year or so, there is no sight so
refreshing as that of a green
tree!
This may sound strangely to those at home, whose farms are half covered
with timber, and whose orchards and gardens and cultivated fields
suggest no other idea than that of profit, but to us, who had gazed for
so long [on] the bare hills of California, the country around this
river seemed almost a paradise. Here were hills crowned with spruces,
towering up to twice the height of those on our own green mountains.
Here, too, were maples and oaks, pines and hemlocks, laurels and myrtle
trees, while drooping willows bent their filmy boughs, and
formed a
light and graceful fringe over the bosom of the quiet stream, as if
listening to the converse of the finny tribes below. Nor was the hand
of cultivation missed as among the wilds at home, for Nature here has
drawn the line between the wood and the grassy plain. Never have I
witnessed a growth so dense or so luxuriant as that which covers the
windward side of the hills of Oregon. The sea breeze comes regularly
upon these slopes, charged with moisture from the Northwest, and
deposits a saline dew upon the nearest objects. The effect of this,
[in] spite of the chilliness of the climate, is wonderful. You could
almost walk
on the top of the
herbage, and the effect of the breeze where it strikes the second range
of hills is as evident as the contrast between the lights and shades of
a picture. Herds of elk, deer and antelope make their beds in this rank
herbage, and we not unfrequently surprised them in their lairs. The
proportion of woodland and pasture here is about equal, and the line is
drawn as distinctly as if by the woodman's axe, but unfortunately the
good land extends only a mile or two from the beach, when the forest
takes sole possession of the otherwise barren mountains of the Coast
Range.We ascended the stream twenty miles from its mouth, in whaleboats, until we became satisfied that the discovery we had made was useless, and that we were likely to incur the hostility of the natives by prosecuting our researches further. We could foresee, however, though no pass exists at this point to the interior through the Coast Range, that some future day will behold here some of the richest dairies that ever made butter or cheese. Farmers from Vermont and northern New York, where the six months' winter eats up the produce of the balance of the year, would gloat upon a country where grass--and such grass, grows the whole year round! We left this river, which by the way we named the Styx [sic], after ten days' laborious exploration, having ascertained that WILKES and FREMONT were altogether wrong in placing the mouth of the Klamath in Oregon, and that we must go elsewhere if we would fulfill our mission. Accordingly, we weighed anchor, and after another narrow escape from wreck in getting out of the harbor, we stood to the northward, in search of the mouth of the Umpqua. The latitude of this river was not known exactly, never having been entered, but WILKES described the entrance as being narrow, and furnishing no harbor for seagoing vessels. He also gives nine feet as the depth of water on the bar. We were happy in proving him to be here again as inaccurate as usual, our surveys giving three and a half fathoms on the bar, an entrance of five hundred yards in width, and a deep harbor, three and a half miles long, and from one half to one and a half miles wide. We entered this beautiful sheet of water on the evening of August 4th, and, as we let go our anchor, the stars and stripes were run up to the masthead and saluted with the first three cheers that had ever disturbed the dormant echoes of the place. Here again we found ourselves hemmed in by a dense forest of evergreen, which protects an almost impenetrable growth of underbrush. The soil is very rich, and lies over a stratum of fine light sandstone, similar to that of which Trinity Church, New York, is built. Of this stone there are inexhaustible deposit, and extensive quarries could be carried on with very little trouble or expense. Fish of every variety are abundant in the bay. Salmon, salmon trout, flounders, herrings, soft-shell crabs, eels and rock cod are so numerous that at times the bottom cannot be seen for them, though generally it is visible at a depth of ten or fifteen feet. We met here a party of three emigrants: one of whom, a Mr. SCOTT, proved of great service to us throughout the expedition, from his knowledge of the Umpqua country, while another named [Joseph?] SLOAN soon showed himself too smart to succeed in everything he undertook. Accepting our invitation to come on board and bunk with us, SLOAN overheard some of our party discussing our plans, and concluding that we might as well work for his benefit as our own, he stepped ashore next morning, axe in hand, and spotted his square mile of land, on the very site we had pitched upon for our settlement. This he did alone, supposing all the while that no one was watching him. When the schooner next day got under way to ascend the river, he accompanied us, and on arriving at the head of navigation thirty miles up, he took his horse and galloped off to the county seat, expecting to have his claim recorded in the name of a neighbor of his, according to the Oregon law, before we should find him out. He had reckoned without his host, however. Dr. HORACE O. PAINE, from Troy, New York, one of our party, immediately hired a horse and guide at Fort Umpqua, took a nearer road, traveled forty-five miles the same night--got the start of SLOAN, who, having heard next day of the discovery of his plot, procured a fresh horse and clapped spurs to him with a will, but all in vain--PAINE led him in the race of about one hundred miles some two hours, and recorded not only the contested claim, but also SLOAN's own claim and those of several of his friends, which had not been entered for record, in the names of the members of our party. The effect was electric. SLOAN, disappointed and vexed, roused the settlers, who had now pretty generally heard of the exciting race, telling them that the rascally "Down Easters" had entered the Umpqua and taken possession of the whole valley, and were going to drive the settlers all out of it. This waked up the Hoosiers, sure enough; and down they came with their long rifles, swearing that they would shoot every one of the d---d Yankees, and DR. PAINE in particular. A party of twenty or more soon reached the vessel, but the Doctor, meeting them with the blandest countenance in the world, and giving up at once to all who designed to settle the claims they had made, they became our best friends, especially since the discovery of a harbor close at hand had done so much for the value of their property. The consequence of the movement was the promotion of migration into the valley, many families having immediately started from the Willamette Valley to settle upon the Umpqua, towards which they would perhaps have sooner turned their steps, had they known that by so doing they were approaching, instead of receding from, a harbor and a market. More anon. Yours,
truly,
Supplement to the Morning
Courier and New York Enquirer, October 10, 1851, page 1C.T.H. EXPLORATIONS IN OREGON.
On the twentieth day of the merry month of May, 1850, two seedy-looking
individuals might have been observed on the corner of Washington and
Montgomery streets, engaged in earnest conversation. Their appearance
would have justified the opinion that to neither of them had the
glorious old summer of '49 been specially bountiful of its golden
harvests; nor would such a conclusion have differed materially from the
facts. Fellow travelers from New York, they had arrived in June of that
eventful year, and had now met for the first time, after nearly a year
of fruitless toil in the mines. Not only were they compelled to relate
their respective adventures in the street, for want of the wherewithal
to pay the rent of private quarters, but, if the truth be told, it must
be owned that both were in that unfortunate condition which too often
results from the failure of enterprises based on borrowed capital.
Nevertheless, health, strength and energy were yet at their
disposal--while the adventurous spirit of the times was abundantly
suggestive of expedients whereby to attempt the reparation of first
mistakes and subsequent "hard luck." The excitement produced by the
successful expeditions of Capt. Ottinger and Samuel Brannan, Esq., to
whose efforts is California indebted for the discovery and settlement
of Humboldt and Trinidad Bays respectively--had given an impetus to the
spirit of exploration. The work, however, was but just begun. The
activity of our population was not reflected by the government officers
in charge of the coast survey, though even at that period the surveying
schooner Ewing, under the
command of the lamented McArthur, was busy in the service. But seeing
the pecuniary advantages that had accrued to the first settlers at the
points above named, and sanguine in the hope that there existed other
harbors, as yet unknown, between the Columbia and Humboldt Bay, where,
in a short time, trade would find its centers of distribution, our
adventurers determined to anticipate Uncle Samuel, and make an effort,
as desperate as their present fortunes, towards getting up an
expedition for the examination of the coast.BY C.T.H. [Caspar T. Hopkins] Those were the days of confidence. None were supposed insane enough to cheat or swindle, however easy the task; for the paths of honesty were open to all, and more certain of reward. Putting a bold face upon the matter, therefore, our projectors forthwith came out with flaming handbills, to the effect that a vessel would sail shortly, on a voyage of discovery, having for its object the survey and settlement of the Klamath River, then supposed to empty into the sea in the latitude of 42° 26', as laid down on the old charts. A company was to be formed, with a capital of $10,000, divided into one hundred shares at one hundred dollars each. Members subscribing one or more shares were to have the privilege of accompanying the expedition, on the payment of fifty dollars extra. For the money to be thus raised, our adventurers agreed to conduct the expedition and pay all the expenses thereof for a period of two months. The inducement to subscribe was the further engagement on their part to take possession of the most eligible town sites that should be found at the mouth and head of navigation of the Klamath; the same to be each one mile square, and to be surveyed into lots and blocks, mapped, numbered, and drawn in lottery by the shareholders in proportion to their respective interests. If the expedition failed, no claim was to attach to the contractors for funds advanced to them. If it occupied more than the stipulated time, no charge was to be made by them for extra expenses. The inducement to accompany the expedition was the opportunity of locating in Oregon, where the organic law offered to each white, male emigrant one square mile of land, provided he took possession thereof prior to December 1, 1850. Throwing into the work of filling up the subscription and crew list all the resources remaining in the crippled state of their funds, our friends were soon in condition to report some progress at the company's office. Some sixteen or twenty names had already been affixed to the contract, when the conflagration of the 6th of June laid the city in ashes, and blasted at a breath the young sapling whose green leaves were just unfolding themselves to the invigorating rays of prosperity. Most of the signers were burned out and consequently left the company. The vessel that had been engaged, finding another freight, declined the proffered charter. What was to be done? Give it up? No, no! not yet awhile. Try it another month, and then, if it fails, nothing is lost but time, and a trifling increase of indebtedness. Three more partners, whose acquaintance was extensive, and whose tongues "were hung in the middle," were taken into the concern. Another vessel was engaged, and the complement of men and money soon filled up. Seventy shares were sold. Thirty-five men embarked on the schooner Samuel Roberts, armed to the teeth and equipped for a tough time among the mountains. One four-pound carronade, with half a ton of old screws, hinges and nails, gathered for ammunition from the cinders of a hardware store, a dozen muskets, three boats, and small arms to each man's taste, were carefully supplied. Two surveyors with their instruments were on board, and on the first of July, after depositing the balance of the funds on hand, amounting to one thousand dollars, with the once-wealthy house of Simmons, Hutchinson & Co., this redoubtable expedition put to sea. Luckily for us, neither General Wool nor U.S. Attorney Inge were about in those days, else had our piratical appearance stamped us at once with the character of filibusteros. The Samuel Roberts was a kettle-bottomed, dull-sailing, centerboard schooner, not particularly adapted for either heavy weather or dispatch. Our first adventure occurred at short notice. While beating out under double reefs, a heavy sea on the bar proved too much for our craft. She was presently found to be leaking rapidly. The sand ballast choked the pumps, and the prompt recovery of our city gentlemen from their seasickness, as they worked for dear life at the buckets, was only equaled by our unwonted speed, as the vessel leaped from wave to wave in search of the smooth water of the bay. The anchorage at Sausalito was soon gained, and the leak discovered and stopped. The next day (Sunday) was spent in the somewhat unrighteous task of heaving our sand ballast overboard and replacing it with stone, in order to prevent, in future, any danger from the choking of the pumps. This done, the ebb tide of the succeeding day carried us once more to sea, and this time in safety. Fourteen days on a dead beat to the windward brought us at last to the latitude of Cape Blanco, lying some twelve miles to the northward of our expected harbor. Here, the second land we had made since leaving port (for we sighted Cape Mendocino once, looming up magnificently over a fog) bore an appearance of smoothness and fertility highly inducive to settlement; but as the ledges of black ugly rocks, whose extent and position were then unknown, seemed to guard the coast with a dangerous and most efficient chevaux de frise, we dared not approach so closely as to seek a landing. Had we done so, Port Orford would not have been the discovery of Captain Tichenor, who entered it in the steamer Sea Gull, more than a year subsequent. Squaring away therefore, before the wind, we ran down the coast before a ten-knot breeze, and soon found ourselves surrounded by dangerous company. Anxious not to run past the mouth of the stream, which we knew to be to the leeward, we kept so close to the shore as to find our schooner inside the reefs, which protruded their black noses, now ahead, now abeam, while the man at the helm had enough to do to answer the rapid and contradictory orders as fast as delivered. As good luck would have it, however, we dodged them all safely, and about noon our latitude, and the discovery of an Indian village on shore, coincided in convincing us that our goal was attained. The schooner was "hove to," and a boat containing five sailors and the mate put off to examine the bar previous to attempting the entrance with the vessel. It was not long before the boat disappeared between the seas, but when we had waited in vain a sufficient time for the display of the expected signal, without any appearance of the men, it became painfully evident either that the boat had capsized in the surf, or that the Indians had prevented its return. Filled with vague apprehension, another boat was dispatched, but its crew, thinking discretion the better part of valor, were but too glad to find themselves, after an hour's wet pulling, safe on board the vessel again. The scene that now ensued we shall never forget. There were but two able seamen left on the vessel, of whom the captain, unfortunately, was not one. Through our glasses the shore was seen to be lined with crowds of naked savages, who were running to and fro in a state of the wildest excitement. The great bulk of the company were totally unfit for sea duty. Our friends were in extreme peril, if, indeed, they were alive, and we were entirely unable to help them, except at the imminent risk of the vessel and all on board. That risk, however, we determined to run, be the consequences what they might. Hauling off shore to regain our weather gage--for we had drifted some miles to leeward--we tacked for the river, and had reached within a few cable lengths of the bar when the fore halyards parted, and down came the foresail upon the deck! The schooner would no longer answer the helm. Getting her about just in time to prevent our going ashore broadside on, we stood again to sea, and for want of able seamanship, among a crowd of willing, but incompetent land gentry, two mortal hours were consumed before the foresail could be again set. At last, as the sun began to get low in the west, the schooner was once more headed for the beach, while the impression was by no means faint that once there, she would never afterwards be "anywhere else." One of our two seamen at the wheel and the other forward as a lookout, we once more neared the bar. Expecting to have our decks swept, the hatches were carefully battened down, and every opening to the cabin carefully closed. On she drives, the shore approaching closer and closer at every succeeding wave. At last we open the channel. The leadsman cries out, "four fathoms," "and a half three," "three fathoms!" Still onward we rush towards the narrow opening; the foam rushes madly over the bows. Now we are in for it! A huge roller rising around us like the bubbling of an immense cauldron catches us in its roaring vortex; we are as helpless in its grasp as an eggshell at Niagara! But she does not broach to! No! she still minds her helm; but as that mountain of foam slips from under us, a shock is felt, making every timber start and groan again. "She has struck!" "No, not yet! only her centerboard, which we had been unable to raise!" "Two fathoms"--"and a half one." Another overwhelming sea sweeps us far above and beyond the treacherous sands, and we are safe! A stream so narrow that you could throw a biscuit across it, we entered at a ten-knot rate, with a crew of green hands, and all well! Our delay had saved our lives. Had we reached the entrance five hours previous, we should have found low tide on the bar. Our fathom and a half would have been three feet of water, and we should have inevitably lost the vessel. A tremendous shout--a shout of triumph and of heartfelt relief from our crew, as we rounded the point, was answered by the yell of two hundred savage voices from the shore--in the midst of whom, stripped to their shirts, wet, cold and scarcely alive, were discovered four of our boat's crew. Where were the others? Gone to that bourne whence no traveler returns. Their bodies, dreadfully mutilated, were washed up two days after, and there, on that lone shore, where the feet of civilized man had trodden but once before, we dug their graves. It seemed scarce possible that we had lost two of our number by death, and sad were the feelings of all, as gathered round their last resting place we listened to the solemn words of the Episcopal service read over their remains. A rude headboard with their names and the date carved thereon marks the spot where they lie. Peace to their ashes! We soon ascertained that the survivors of the boat's crew owed their safety to the rapacity of the Indians, who dragged them out of the surf for the sake of plundering them of their clothes, and that their lives would have been sacrificed had they attempted to resist the robbery. Inside the beach we found a small bay, in which we dropped anchor, but so shoal was the channel that at low tide there were but four feet of water around us. We were at once convinced that this could not be the Klamath River, but with a determination to make the most of our discovery, we resolved to explore the stream to its source, and ascertain whether or not it was Rogue River we had entered. (TO BE CONTINUED.)
The Pioneer, or California Magazine, F. C. Ewer, ed., May 1854, pages 282-286
EXPLORATIONS IN OREGON.
BY C.T.H. (Continued
from page 286.)
The Indian
population, which in 1850 held almost undisturbed possession of
Southern Oregon, were then, as they are now, well worth the attention
of the ethnologist. About five feet in height, and of strong and
athletic proportions, they seem incapable of fatigue. With low
foreheads and an expression of face indicating an inveterate habit of
duplicity, they are an incarnation of every vice included under the
name common to the tribe and to the river that flows through their
territory. We soon had ample experience of their acquisitive
tendencies. Surrounding the vessel in swarms, immediately on her
arrival, they lined the rail on both sides from knightheads to
taffrail, giving us enough to do to keep them from taking possession
of the schooner, deck, cabin and all. In expectation of trouble with
them, strict orders were given not to permit one of them to set foot
inside the bulwarks; and accordingly our most cautious attention was
directed to this point, and with good reason. Some of them promptly
exhibited a degree of skill in filching the contents of our pockets
that would have done credit to a London swellsman. Some grabbed the
cook's towels, one bit a hole in the shirt of one of our men to get at
some beads he had deposited there, and so slyly too, that the latter
did not perceive his loss at the time. Some offered their bows and
arrows, their peltries, baskets full of mussels, fish and berries, in
exchange for an old coat or shirt, a bit of rope, or any other article
to them unknown. One fellow stole the eyeglass of the ship's quadrant;
and another made way with the surveyor's notebook. Some started the
schooner's copper with their teeth; and had actually made some progress
in stripping her, as she lay high and dry at low water, before they
were found out. One enterprising genius undertook to get possession of
the chain and anchor, by sawing off the former under water with his
iron knife! Conscious of guilt, and fearing lest we might discover the
mischief he intended us, he would now and then throw a furtive glance
towards the bows of the vessel, to the great amusement of those who
were watching him through the hawsepipes. A brisk trade soon sprung
up, in which vast quantities of beads and trinkets were exchanged for
the "traps" offered by the natives. Among these were a number of
quivers made from the skins of fawns and foxes, from which, as they
were delivered on board, the Indians did not stop to remove the
abundant stocks of certain "small deer" [lice] that literally animated them.
The consequences need not be detailed to any "forty-niner."Among the articles most in demand with the savages were the specimens of damaged cutlery we had gathered for ammunition from the cinders of a store in San Francisco. They looked on an old hinge or door latch as a graceful pendant; and were soon busy in suspending from the enormous holes in their noses and ears a variety of articles not to be found at Barrett & Sherwood's. A wag on board, taking his cue from the savage taste in matters of ornament, soon startled the doctor with a new and aggravated case of telances. He had locked an enormous old padlock in the nasal perforation of the principal chief, and thrown the key into the water. His excellency was highly delighted with his distinguished present for a day or two, but finding, in time, that both his mouth and nose were decidedly put out of joint by the weight of two pounds of rusty iron dependent therefrom, he returned to the vessel and vehemently gesticulated his wish to be rid of it. But alas! we had no key that would fit it. One of our men tried to remove it, then another, and another; each taking care to pull and haul him not a little in his pretended zeal for the relief of the patient. Presently our friend began to lose his equanimity. His followers crowded the rail on both sides. At least a hundred of them were ready at a single spring to bound upon the decks, and suspecting an insult to their chief, they were evidently on the qui vive to commence a fray that should give them possession of the vessel. We order them off. They refuse to leave. The danger is imminent. A dozen swarthy legs are over the rail, and the quick nervous glances, that flash from eye to eye across our decks, indicate but too clearly the intended spring. A stratagem saves us. Our carronade had been loaded to the muzzle with an assortment of shelf hardware that would have done credit to Wardsworth & Rockwell. Quick as thought a cigar is touched to the vent; bang, whiz, go the screws and hinges, each missile singing a different tune as it describes its peculiar course. Like so many dead men, the Indians drop from the rail, dive to the bottom, swim fifty yards under the water, and, with a shrill whoop as they gain the shore, betake themselves to their strongholds in the surrounding hills. From that moment till our departure, though an apparently friendly intercourse was shortly renewed, a constant guard of bushy-headed sentinels was mounted day and night at every rock and hilltop for miles around. Couriers spread the news in every direction that a "Boston ship" had arrived at a point hitherto unmolested by the whites. As may readily be supposed, our operations henceforth could only be conducted under a jealous surveillance from these treacherous rascals, whose success in plundering and burning the only vessel that had preceded us at this place* had emboldened them to seek an opportunity of repeating the exploit. *The pilot boat, Wm. G. Hackstaff, from Astoria for San Francisco, attempted to enter Rogue River for water, in September, 1849. She was lost on the bar, and burned by these Indians; her crew escaped, however, and arrived at Fort Umpqua after eighteen days of horrible destitution in the mountains. We found here her yawl, her scuttle, and a part of her bobstay. The chain plates had been made into knives by the savages, who rubbed them on stones till reduced to the necessary thinness.In order to determine one of our proposed problems, an expedition of six was directed to set out towards the south, and ascertain whether any large stream emptied into the sea, between our present position and Point St. George; southward of which the coast had been more thoroughly explored. At the head of this party was an odd genius who was admirably adapted to shine at the social board, but whose qualifications were not, therefore, exactly fitted for the conduct of an exploring party among hostile Indians. Indeed, the doctor cared little for any consideration of either safety or success, provided he had plenty of brandy,on the strength whereof, while it lasted, he would accomplish feats of travel far beyond the capacity of most sober men. Providing, therefore, for each man a bottle of his favorite beverage, and for the whole six, as rations for four days, ten pounds of boiled pork, and as much "hardtack," the doctor set out at the head of his men, vowing that he would reach the Klamath or prove its nonexistence north of the Oregon line before nightfall. Accoutered with the necessary arms and a blanket apiece, we blithely undertook the business in hand, and by six o'clock in the morning of a lovely day, we had made already perceptible progress on our way. The trail lay along the beach, lapped on the one side by the foamy fringe of the broad Pacific, and bordered on the other by a mantle of the richest green, thrown gracefully from the hand of untrained Nature over a succession of slopes and rolling hills. These latter would occasionally advance from their modest position in the interior, and plant a mountain wall of solid rock across our path--then, stretching away toward the setting sun, would plump themselves right into the midst of their briny foes, showing ever a brow of proud defiance to the ceaseless assaults of the floods at their feet. Indeed, all along that iron-bound coast, and especially around the headlands, appeared a continual breastwork of isolated rocks, shaped as fantastically as the icebergs of the frozen north, Cleopatra needles, Roman arches, gothic towers, pyramids, cubes, cones, cylinders, prisms of three, four and six sides, parallelepipeds in all their varied proportions, were constantly showing their black forms, as yet uninjured by the eternal raging of the surf around them, and affording to countless seals and seafowl an opportunity (doubtless unimproved by the thoughtless creatures ) of studying the mathematics of Nature. Ever and anon we passed a lagoon, where the waters of some pure streamlet from the hills above were forbidden to mingle with the salty masses of the ocean by mounds of sand, heaped up against them by the winds and tides. The green of the grass growing breast high on the windward side of the hills--for on the lee side they were barren--was now and then varied by patches of heavy forest, where the firs, found only on the Pacific Coast, reared on high their towering cones. Among scenery so new, and excited by the roaring of the sea that continually thundered in our ears, the day wore away, and after a fatiguing march of about twenty miles, we camped for the night under a large overhanging rock, where our slumbers on the sands of the beach were unattended by any incident worthy of note. Thus far we had seen no indication of the Klamath, nor were most of the company very sanguine of success. The low state of the larder too was an admonition to return, to which the majority of men would not have turned a deaf ear. But our enthusiastic doctor, confident that from the top of each successive hill the desired object would be visible, disregarded the wishes of the party, who, rather than leave him to pursue the journey alone, determined at all hazards to follow him. Accordingly, on we went. At noon our provisions had all been devoured. By night three bottles of brandy had vanished in the usual way--two of them under the Doctor's care--and the other had been broken. Tired with a march of forty miles over such a country, watched by a band of natives in the distance, who lined every crag and followed every step, and with appetites the more ravenous because we had nothing wherewith to appease them, we finally encamped--for want of better shelter--in a small ravine, up which the wind, damp with the sea fog, swept furiously, but where a half acre of driftwood promised ample material for camp fires. Having no ax wherewith to cut fuel for cooking, we placed a basket of mussels, gathered from the rocks, on a log, and set fire to the pile, hoping to secure at least this poor substitute for fish, flesh or fowl. But alas! the wind roared, the flames spread, the mussels could not be reached in the burning mass. The whole pile was on fire, and served by its light only to reveal our weakness to the alarmed and bloodthirsty savages, who, unseen by us, lay hid in the long grass above. But to us that night there was no fear of danger. Sentinels and all--we slept a sleep like that which knows no waking; nor was it until the Indians roused us late on the following morning that we woke to a sense of our uncomfortable condition. How shall we describe our return to the vessel without food, with blistered feet, aching with rheumatism, and sore with fatigue! It took an hour to rouse the doctor, whose exhaustion was extreme. Five miles of the backward trail he accomplished with slow and feeble step, and then dropped. Leaving him in our anxiety for self-preservation--to his fate--the remaining five pressed on; but not to reach the vessel. One gave out, then another, then a fourth; each being deposited under the rocks and bushes by the wayside until assistance could be rendered by the company. One only out of the six had strength enough to reach the schooner; nor was it until the afternoon of the third day, that all the party, after receiving relief at the hands of those sent to their aid, were enabled again to occupy their berths. Such a result might have been expected from an attempt by a party of men unused to fatigue, to perform an expedition requiring the endurance of the Indian, and the experience of the born mountaineer. Thanks to the good luck which so often in this exploration supplied the want of good management, the Indians did not follow us on our return to the company. Had they not been satisfied that we intended them no harm, from the moment we turned our backs upon them, not a man of us could have escaped their arrows! Two more expeditions now started successively from the vessel. One marched to the northward along the beach, but had not advanced more than ten miles on their way before the gathering crowd of savages made demonstrations of so hostile a nature as to induce their speedy return. The Indian villages were much more frequent on this route than along the southern beach, and the population of each--squaws excepted--gathered in the wake of our little band of ten, until it became not merely imprudent, but downright madness to think of advancing farther. Three hundred savages, armed and painted for war, occupied the whole width of the beach, shouting, gesticulating, aiming their arrows at our men, and evidently restrained from an attack only by the fear of our yet unknown power. The surveyor, in charge of the party, knowing that any exhibition of alarm would be the signal for an assault, pushed his way through the crowd in utter contempt of their threats and grimaces; and followed by his men he laid his course for the top of a neighboring cliff. Thinking he intended a descent on a village, which unknown to him, lay beyond the hill, the whole band of savages with an infernal yell broke for the expected scene of conflict. In five minutes not a man of them was in sight, and the coast being clear our men descended at their leisure, and before night arrived without further molestation at the mouth of the river. The other expedition was directed towards the interior, and intended to ascertain whether the stream had its rise in or beyond the coast range. Two whaleboats with ten men in each, and provisions for a week, were dispatched on this service, and many an exciting race came off that day as the boats strove to pass each other in the intervals of smooth water that occurred between the rapids. We soon found, however, that at the present low stage of water our stream was hardly practicable even for whaleboat navigation. Three miles from the mouth brought us to the head of tidewater, and from thence the rapids occurred at intervals of a half-mile to a mile. The stream is bordered by mountains between whose bases it barely finds room to thread its devious course to the sea. The banks rise at once from the water, nor could a wagon road be anywhere made but by continuous excavations. Forest timber is plenty near the sea, but diminishes as you gained the interior. Strange to say, the sea breeze seemed to be the great source of fertility. Wherever it strikes the hillsides full and strong, every inch of ground is burdened with a luxuriant growth of grass and shrubbery. The second and subsequent range of hills show this effect in a less degree, while on the lee side of all of them the grass can scarcely find wherewithal to keep its hold upon the soil. As the mountains increase in hight, the rapids in the river gain in strength and frequency. At every turn we were obliged to get out of the boats, and knee deep in the water to draw them by main force up the rapids. Finally we found a break in the stream that proved insurmountable, notwithstanding the pretended assistance of the Indians, who, as on the coast expeditions, gathered after us in constantly increasing numbers. The rascals knew we would soon get ourselves into a tight place, and hoping to profit thereby, were very prompt in helping us handle our boats in the current. Finally, when we were entangled in the last and most difficult of the rapids they managed to let go of one of the boats in a dangerous place, and sure enough--down stream she went like an arrow, struck a rock, capsized and spilled, of course, all the blankets, provisions and arms with which she was laden. The scramble that ensued was entertaining in the extreme, and to say that the Indians secured most of the plunder is but to record the facts in the case. A council of war was now held, in which three-fourths of our crowd voted to return at once to the vessel--and, accordingly, two hours rowing with the stream carried us back over the same ground that had cost us ten hours hard labor, while pulling against the current. Five days more were spent by our company in surveying the harbor, scouring the neighboring woods, trading for furs, and searching for good private claims in the vicinity. Our prospecting for gold was not attended with success, though we washed a panful of earth now and then, wherever we went. It is needless to say that no town was laid off, as the difficulty both of the entrance to the harbor, and of communication with the interior, made it impossible that trade should ever center at such a locality. Our great source of apprehension was the danger attending our exit from so narrow a channel into the surf, nor did we venture it until a fine land breeze, sweeping downstream one morning just at high water, furnished us fair wind and tide for the attempt. We weighed our anchor, spread all sail, and gliding swiftly from the scenes of our adventures soon felt once more the welcome heavings of old ocean's breast. Goodbye, thou paradise of rogues! Not one on board the Samuel Roberts will ever desire to visit thee again! (TO
BE CONTINUED.)
The Pioneer, or California
Magazine, F. C. Ewer, ed., June 1854, pages
350-355
EXPLORATIONS IN OREGON.
BY C.T.H. (Continued
from page 355.)
A council of war was now held on board the Samuel Roberts,
at which, after due deliberation, we decided not to abandon the
expedition and return to San Francisco, as was suggested by some of the
party, but to continue our explorations to the northward, at least as
far as the Umpqua River. Accordingly our course was laid coastwise in
the direction indicated. On the second day from Rogue River, we had
attained the latitude noted on the chart as that of the Umpqua.
Doubtful, however, of the correctness of the said chart, and seeing no
indentation in the Coast Range at that point, while just north of Cape
Blanco, indications of the mouth of a large river were very evident,
the vessel was headed toward what has since been proven to be Coos Bay.
Fate, however, is generally opposed to the success of large companies
in California, and in this instance, in particular, she had determined
that we should not be the discoverers of the valuable coal beds lying
in the vicinity of that bay. For two days we lay becalmed off the mouth
of the Coos--distant not more than twenty miles--when about noon of the
third day, a black speck was seen approaching the vessel from the
northward. Our glasses were brought to bear on it, and by and by, we
were boarded by a crew of Umpqua natives, who had crossed that
dangerous bar in a sharp little "dugout," and paddled that long
distance to pilot us in. A whaleboat was promptly lowered from the
schooner, and at six o'clock, P.M., on the sixth of
August 1850, we landed in safety at Winchester Cove, just inside the
entrance to one of the most beautiful sheets of water on the Pacific
Coast.The wildest exultation now took the place of the doubtful and despondent feelings caused by our previous want of success. As the canoe returned to the schooner that night, with its crew of Indians and two of our own party, the hail of the helmsman, "Hurrah boys, your fortune is made," was answered by three times three for our golden prospect. Our carronade was loaded--the flag made on the passage by our own hands was run up to the masthead--our small arms were all charged--and crossing the bar with a light leading wind, we made the woods and hills ring again with the unwonted sounds of the white man's mirth. We were heartily welcomed by a party of three Oregonian explorers, who had come down from the valley above for the purpose of meeting the U.S. Surveying Schooner Ewing, for which vessel they had mistaken ours--and rightly conceiving the exchange well-calculated to advance their own interests as claim holders on the river, their valuable aid was forthwith transferred to the promotion of our objects. As at the Rogue River, we were soon surrounded by a fleet of canoes, loaded with fish, berries and crabs, all of which were freely presented us by the natives, who had been long acquainted with the "Bostons" through their intercourse with the Hudson Bay Company, at Fort Umpqua--fifty miles in the interior. That night it is reported that some of our men were decidedly "over the bay." Water--especially fresh water--was voted an excellent beverage for Indians and fishes, "and various toasts to the "head of navigation," were most incontinently responded to. Bright and early next morning, the schooner was got under way for the exploration of the river. Preceded by a boat ordered to take soundings, and under charge of an Indian pilot, we commenced the ascent of one of the most lovely streams ever navigated by sails or steam. The course of the river is nearly straight, flowing between banks of dense foliage, and flanked almost the whole distance by high rolling or precipitous hills, reminding you constantly of the Hudson at the Highlands. For twenty or thirty miles, the tide ebbs and flows, furnishing always from two to seven fathoms in the channel, excepting in one spot, about eight miles below the now flourishing town of Scottsburg, where a bar of "shingle," at the foot of a precipice 1000 feet in height, reduces the depth to eight feet at high water. In the excitement of discovery, the crew of the boat did not stop to report this shoal to the vessel, but making the most of the fair wind, pushed on to the head of navigation, which they reached in about five hours, from the mouth of the river. On returning to the schooner, there she lay sure enough, high and dry on the bar--the company scattered in all directions over the hills. Some were employed gathering mint for the very suspicious use or abuse to which that savory plant is some times subjected. Some had climbed the slanting precipices, and rolling stones from the top thereof, were amusing themselves by showering into the river below the cartloads of rocks brought down in their descent. Some were fishing, others bathing. A modicum of indignation at the neglect of duty by the boat's crew was of course vented on their luckless heads, but this was soon counterbalanced by the news they brought of the feasibility of the town project at the foot of the rapid above. In high spirits at our prospective good luck, "all hands and the cook" somehow or other determined to put an end to our remaining stock of brandy. A soup tureen of mint juleps was concocted, and if the Ancient Gentleman was not elevated to the main truck that night, it was certainly not for want of attention on the part of his assistant King Alcohol. Imagine thirty men, all cooped up in a little vessel of one hundred tons, each more or less "obfusticated," and making the welkin ring again, with the vociferous eloquence usually developed under such circumstances! Of course all were not alike affected. The captain was crazy on the subject of the "head of navigation," protesting loudly that the vessel had reached that desirable locality, and that she should never leave it till our fortunes were all in our pockets! The second mate fancied himself master, and undertook to insist on his right and privilege as such. Strange to say, in a scuffle that ensued, he found himself most rebelliously dropped over the side by one of his mutinous passengers, where a cold bath soon produced a revolution in his ideas. In the height of the excitement produced by this unwarrantable use of cold water on such an occasion, a sobersided wag quietly sent the contents of the brandy keg to keep company with the would-be captain, whereupon the author of the anonymous outrage was uproariously voted a member of the Sons of Temperance, and delegated to represent the expedition at the first conference of the order hereafter to be holden in the Umpqua Valley. It is hardly necessary to add that this first effusion of the "firewater" into the limpid stream of the Umpqua had all the effect of a christening. That interesting locality received forthwith the name of "Brandy Bar"; and should you, classic reader, ever have the misfortune to be stalled for an hour or so on its stony bottom, fail not to remember it is your duty as a good citizen to punish at least one brandy cocktail to the memory of the Samuel Roberts and her gallant crew! The next morning brought us in due course to the foot of the rapid, where we found the only available spot for building had already been "claimed" by our new made friend, Capt. Scott, whose name the settlement bears. In consideration of our services in opening the river to navigation and commerce, the Captain quitclaimed one-fourth of his claim, or 160 acres, including all of the level land below the rapids, to the company; and having made a few surveys, arrangements were made for exploring the valley above, as far as our time and provisions would permit. Our first stopping place was at Fort Umpqua, a station already mentioned as belonging to the Hudson Bay Company. We were here hospitably received by Mr. Gagnier, the local agent and his assistant, who placed the fort and its contents at our service. This establishment is deserving of something more than a passing notice. The enclosure is in the form of a square, about 100 feet long by 80 deep. The pickets forming the stockade are twenty feet high, and furnish a secure defense against the arrows of the savages. Within the enclosure are a number of houses, solidly constructed of hewn timber and filled (at times) with the stores, skins and produce which constitute the Company's stock in trade. The grounds around were partly under cultivation at the time, and fine crops of wheat and potatoes argued well for the natural fertility of the soil. This post is the most southern of the Company's possessions in Oregon, but strange as it may seem to our enterprising readers, for thirteen years had its agents packed all their goods to and from Fort Vancouver on the Columbia, distant two hundred and fifty miles by a mountain path, without ever knowing that the Umpqua was accessible to their vessels; and that too when the establishment was but sixteen miles from the head of navigation! The trade of the post had greatly fallen off at the period of our visit, owing partly to the destruction of game, but principally to the diminution in the number of the Indians. The smallpox and kindred diseases had some years ago thinned out the Umpqua tribe, so that hardly a tenth of their former numbers remained. Of course the rise in property consequent on our explorations was foreseen by Mr. Gagnier, and we presume by this time, when the Fort "claim," then valueless, may be considered worth $20,000, and a thriving population has settled around him, that he considers his attentions to us as having proved a good investment. From this point, the Company separated. One party set out for the ferry on the South Umpqua, distant some forty miles southeasterly from the Fort. Another took the trail up Elk River to the farm of Jesse Applegate, Esq., one of the earliest pioneers in the Oregonian wilderness; a man as distinguished for his attainments as a scientific engineer as for his general sagacity and public spirit. Under his advice the remainder of the exploration was in a great measure conducted. Three weeks of industrious research among the woods and plains of Umpqua Valley enabled us to select four advantageous sites for future settlements, instead of one, as originally intended. One of these was named Umpqua City, and is situated on both sides of the mouth of the river. This location comprised originally twelve hundred and eighty acres of land, which according to the fashion of the day was duly plotted into seven thousand lots and divided among the stockholders by lot. At present, four years after date, it contains three buildings and a population of one white man and forty Indians who, by the way, must be squatters, as they have never bought or leased their lands from any rightful lot holder! The second location was at Scottsburg, where a few dozen lots were all that the spot allowed room for. These, as at Umpqua City, were likewise disposed of by lottery. This position now contains a population of five hundred, more or less, and is the center of a thriving trade. It is in fact the best distributing point in Southern Oregon, and many a snug little fortune has been made by its shrewd inhabitants in their operations between the interior and San Francisco. The third site was denominated Elkton, from Elk River, at whose junction with the Umpqua the place is situated. It is a beautiful site, directly opposite the Fort, but never has been the scene of any business of consequence. The fourth was named Winchester, and was purchased by the Company from the original claimant, who had established a valuable ferry at that point. It occupies the natural center of the valley, and is now the county seat. Owing to a neglect on the part of the Company's agent to take possession of the property, a vexatious lawsuit has alone resulted from the purchase, while the progress of the place, though rapid, has been retarded by the conflicting claims to the possession of the soil. From our examinations and surveys, we were enabled to make a statement of the natural resources of the Umpqua Valley such as had never been expected by the public. We found rich bottoms, abundant timber and valuable water power. We found gold and coal; quarries of sandstone and inexhaustible fisheries. We found a good harbor and the only practicable watercourse through the Coast Range, from Astoria to San Francisco. We opened to our fellow citizens an opportunity to make their fortunes by all these means, and by many have these opportunities been improved, though the men whose enterprise first led the way there have long since been forgotten, or are remembered only with ill will or malediction. So mote it be! The pioneers in every useful undertaking are seldom those who profit thereby. It is for others to gather the fruit which their hands have planted. After having satisfied ourselves of the full value of our discoveries, the greater part of the Company re-embarked at Scottsburg, and dropped down the river to our first anchorage. A day or two of delay, while waiting for a favorable breeze, was spent in surveying the harbor, correct maps whereof were obtained by our surveyors. The bar was then crossed in safety and in eight days thereafter the Samuel Roberts was once more swinging at her anchors in the beautiful harbor of San Francisco. We here learned of the failure of Simmons, Hutchinson & Co., and of course of the loss of all our little capital; and finding themselves placed in the awkward predicament of want of funds on one hand, and abandonment of the fruits of their labors on the other, it is not to be wondered at that the contractors soon involved themselves in hopeless difficulties. Their report excited much attention, and a brisk emigration immediately followed its publication. But to those who had originated the undertaking, the Company looked to carry it on, while the former had neither funds nor credit whereon to base their operations. The consequence is soon told. Congress passed the famous Land Law of Oregon just after the return of the Expedition, one clause of which makes it impossible for Companies or non-residents to hold lands for the purposes of speculation. Consequently no patent could ever issue to us, and the stock vanished at once. The loss of one vessel loaded with piles, and a long and ruinous detention of another, coupled with a fall of fifty percent. in the price of piles, soon overwhelmed the contractors with debt. An assignment was the result, and within five months from the sailing of the Samuel Roberts, not a man of those who returned from the expedition was in any way interested in the Umpqua country. The Pioneer, or California
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