An Oregon Girl: A Tale of American Life in the New WestRice, Alfred Ernest
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An Oregon Girl: A Tale of American Life in the New West
Rice, Alfred Ernest
Oregon -- Fiction; Western stories; Women pioneers -- Fiction
Almost immediately they met the detective at the edge of the clearing.
Before them, a little to the left, dimly but clearly outlined against
the harbor lights, was a typical Willamette River cabin, commonly
known on the waterfront as a "scow dwelling," moored about fifty feet
from the shore, broadside on. It was the object of their venture.
So intent were they on sizing it up, and the problem of boarding it,
that they were quite insensible to the magnificent panorama spread out
beyond, and further to the left of Portland by night. At their feet
the dark, shimmering Willamette silently glided along its course to
the mighty Columbia; the great bridges on which the street cars, in a
blaze of light, swiftly crossed and recrossed the gloomy river; the
darkly-outlined towering masts of the ocean shipping in the lower
harbor, the great industrial landmarks that reared their lofty shadows
in different parts of the city. The myriad of bluish electric lights,
that shone out like diamonds in the clear, balmy night, spread out
over the city and up and up, in terraces and by gradual stages, to the
hills, and along the heights that stretched away north-westerly. For
miles on either side of the river the lights spread out, till at
length, in diminishing brilliancy, they were lost in the shadow of the
distant rugged hills, whose irregular dark-wooded crests were sharply
defined against the rare splendor of the firmament, then aglow with
glittering stars.
In fact, all the grandeur of the far-stretching panorama was neglected
and lost to them in the intensity of their gaze upon the humble
dwelling before them, built on a raft of logs.
(Booms of saw-logs are now moored abreast the cabin anchorage.)
Sam left Thorpe and the detective and wormed his way nearer the shore,
to a position where he could obtain a better view of the cabin. Lying
flat on his stomach, and concealed as much as possible, behind some
driftwood and low, dead brush, he listened intently, and studied the
situation with the practical eye of the frontiersman. He made out the
cabin to be about twenty-four feet long, seven or eight feet high,
with two small windows on the side which was nearest him. There being
a light in one of the windows, he concluded the cabin was divided into
at least two parts. The logs upon which the cabin was built projected
some four feet at either end, on which was a platform, but no
protecting railing. Proof that the occupant was not a family man, as
"scow-dwellers" with children are careful to have railings about their
craft.
He judged that the logs were large and water-soaked, and securely
fastened together, and by their combined weight effected a certain
stability and steadiness to the cabin resting thereon, during bad
weather.
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