Frontier and pioneer life -- Oregon; Frontier and pioneer life -- Washington (State)
There were no churches in that mining town, and religious services were
infrequent. I remember one incident in this line: A Methodist minister,
by the name of Stratton, came over from California and notices were
posted that he would preach the next Sunday. There was a large building
in process of erection for a gambling-house on the opposite side of the
street from the principal gambling saloon. The roof was on this new
building and a large party of us, desiring to hear the Gospel again
preached, fitted up this hall with seats from the unused lumber. The
minister had a large audience, the seats were all filled and hundreds
stood on the outside of the building. He was an able and eloquent man
and presented the simple story of the Gospel in a very forcible and
earnest manner. When he had concluded his sermon, the contribution-box
was passed around and carried across the street to the gambling saloon,
and they all contributed liberally, some of them dropping into the box a
fifty-dollar gold piece. As soon as he had pronounced the benediction,
two mounted auctioneers, one desiring to sell a horse, the other a mule,
requested the audience to remain while they offered them bargains and
cried the virtues of these animals. Most of the audience did remain and
the bidding was quite spirited and animated; so you see that that
congregation had an opportunity to hear the Gospel, to buy a horse or a
mule, as each man's wants might demand.
Civil government had not been extended over that section of the country.
The only system they had was the Alcalde system. This was borrowed from
California, and by the Californians was borrowed from the mining
jurisprudence of Spain. Every mining community of any considerable size
had its Alcalde. He held his office by election, and his jurisdiction
swept over the entire field of jurisprudence. There was no appeal from
his judgments or decrees. Jacksonville and its mining community had such
an officer; his name was Rogers. I think he was a lawyer, but had long
since ceased to practice. He was a grey-headed and venerable-looking
man. He administered the unwritten and the unclassified law of justice
and equity as it appeared to him from the facts of each case heard by
him. His judgments and decrees were promptly enforced; but there came a
change. In the fall of '52 four men in the Willamette Valley formed
themselves into a co-partnership for mining purposes, and with their
horses and provisions went to Jackson Creek to try their fortune at
mining. At first they were not successful. Provisions running low, they
dispatched one of their number to the Willamette Valley with their
horses to bring in an ample supply of provisions for the
fast-approaching winter. This partner, sent on such a mission, became
acquainted on his trip with a blooming damsel who had just crossed the
plains. He made love to her; she reciprocated, and they were married.
The season had far advanced when the honeymoon was over. He brought,
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