"She will roam no more on the ocean trails, Where her floating scarf of black was seen Like a challenge proud to the shrieking gales By the mighty shores of evergreen; For she lies at rest With a pulseless breast In the rough sea's clasp and all serene. "How the world has changed since she kissed the tide Of the storied Thames in the Georgian reign, And was pledged with wine as the bonny bride Of the West's isle-gemmed barbaric main-- With a dauntless form That could breast the storm As she wove the magic commercial chain. "For Science has gemmed her brow with stars From many and many a mystic field, And the nations have stood in crimsoned wars And thrones have fallen and empires reeled Since she sailed that day From the Thames away Under God's blue sky and St. George's shield. "And the world to which, as a pioneer, She first came trailing her plume of smoke, Is beyond the dreams of the clearest seer That ever in lofty symbols spoke-- In the arts of peace, In all life's increase, And all the gold-browed stress invoke. "A part of this was a work of hers, In a daring life of fifty years; But the sea-gulls now are her worshipers, Wheeling with cries more sad than tears, Where she lies alone And the surges moan-- And slowly the north sky glooms and clears. "And may we not think when the pale mists glide, Like the sheeted dead by that rocky shore, That we hear in the rising, rolling tide The call of the captain's ring once more? And it well might be, So forlorn is she, Where the weird winds sigh and wan birds soar." The development of the most easily reached natural resources was necessarily first. The timber and fisheries were a boundless source of wealth in evidence. As early as 1847, a sawmill run with power afforded by the falls of the Des Chutes at Tumwater, furnished lumber to settlers as a means of profit. The first cargo was taken by the brig _Orbit_ in 1850, to San Francisco, she being the first American merchant vessel in the carrying trade of Puget Sound. The brig _George Emory_ followed suit; each carried a return cargo of goods for trade with the settlers and Indians. At first the forest-fallers had no oxen to drag the timbers, after they were hewn, to the water's edge, but rolled and hauled them by hand as far as practicable. It was in this manner that the brig _Leonesa_ was loaded with piles at Alki in the winter of 1851-2, by the Dennys, Terry, Low, Boren and Bell. Lee Terry brought a yoke of oxen to complete the work of loading, from Puyallup, on the beach, as there was no road through the heavy forest. Several ships were loaded at Port Townsend, where the possession of three yoke of oxen gave them a decided advantage.