3 down the Columbia. Jest mother, we three young'uns, thet strange man, an' the two siwashes, in a canoe on that big, lonesum river. It tuk sever'l days o' course, an' we had to camp at night, an' I remember once when we wuz climin' ashore on a log I perty near fell in. I wuz scared nigh to death. We went up the Skipanon River frum Astoria, wher father settled an a squatter's claim. It wuzn't surveyed then. They jest had squatter's claims. We jest camped at first, an' then father built a log cabin with shake roof, an' a fireplace made o' sticks an' mud. It hed a floor too, sort o' what you'd call a puncheon floor I guess — logs hewed flat on all sides an' put together. We'd brought two chairs across the plains thet father'd made in I-o-way. They hed cowhide seats in 'em. Later on. here in Oregon, he put rockers on 'em, an' they wuz al'ays father an' mother's chairs. Father c'd make furniture real good. He made tables an' cupboards an' benches, real good they wuz. We c'd be usin' them yet if they hadn't got burned up. I still got one o' the li'l ol' rockin' chairs down on the farm.
They wuz lots o' elk down in thet country in them days, an' we got salt an' pervisions from the Hudson's Bay Co. No, we never used salt from that ol' salt cairn. Mother brought all kinds o' garden seed from I-o-way, an' the next year we had a good garden. Before the gold excitement wuz over in Californy we wuz sendin' butter down on the boats to the miners. I remember hearin' the folks say they got a dollar a pound fer butter, an' $5.00 a barrel for potatoes. I guess folks'd like to get thet much now fer butter an' potatoes.
'Course we us'd to make our own lights then. They wuz wick candles. The way we made 'em wuz to take wicking out the length of a candle, an' through a loop made at each end o' the wicking we'd put a stick. Then, holdin' 'em by the stick at each end — mebbe there'd be half a dozen or more wicks — we'd dip 'em in melted tallow. As soon as they'd harden we'd dip 'em again, doin' it over an' over 'til the candles wuz big enough to use. My! but didn't coal oil lamps seem wonderful