The Land of Lure: A Story of the Columbia River BasinSmith, Elliott
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The Land of Lure: A Story of the Columbia River Basin
Smith, Elliott
Frontier and pioneer life -- Fiction; Northwest, Pacific -- Fiction
During April and May the influx of homeseekers was at its height, and
almost daily parties of prospective settlers stopped at the Gully home
for information as to directions and locations of pieces of land they
wished to secure. Gully's first year's experience had given him
knowledge of conditions that had enabled him to overcome to a certain
degree some of the difficulties with which he had to contend. During his
enforced idleness of the winter just passed he had planned the course he
proposed to pursue during the ensuing year. He had decided to introduce
some of the dry land farming methods that had been successfully tried
out in other sections of the Northwest, an idea of which he had gleaned
from some Government Bulletins that had been given him by the postmaster
of the village.
As a result of his experiments along these lines, and due to a most
favorable season in the way of absence of hard winds and seasonable
showers, Gully's homestead presented a most creditable appearance. His
field of wheat was by far the best in the neighborhood, and as he had
planted nothing but the most hardy varieties of corn and vegetables his
garden promised to be a success, and as a result of the showing he was
making, his place became one of the points of interest to which most of
the visitors were directed by the people of the village, or to which the
real estate agents always brought their clients, and would exclaim:
"What this man has done in this country others can do."
Spurred on by his success and the ever increasing feeling of
independence, Travis Gully toiled on thruout the spring. The constant
recurrence of visitors to view their home was a source of diversion to
the Gullys, and a means whereby many dollars came into their possession.
They made no charge for the hospitality extended to the strangers who
came their way, but the offering of a glass of water or, as was often
the case, a lunch and an hour's rest to the tired, dusty travelers who
could not but see and appreciate their condition, was always rewarded by
liberal offerings of change, made in most instances to the children.
Thus the immediate requirements of the family were met and a small
amount saved.
As the summer approached and the unusual showers became less frequent,
the fitful gusts of wind started the restless sand, but too late to harm
the grain that was now beginning to assume the golden tint that foretold
an early harvest. The garden was beginning to wilt beneath the hot
sunrays, but the ingenuity of Gully saved it. At the root of the melon
vines and other plants empty cans were imbedded into which the waste
water was poured and allowed to filter slow through, and by this method
sufficient moisture was given the plants to mature them, and the yield
was abundant.
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