Eugene High School - Eugenean Yearbook (Eugene, OR)

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, :K-1-.-A. U. I, .ij 'L ' 1 4- , 4 1,1 1 ,Q ' Page ' fir - 3 f 'Ein e .g f ,C ' q Eiegcm Q :AQ-A,fz,,f,- j Fw,-1,11 ,,-fa ...-f1a'.'yt ' .4 --f,-.mi x ..aRei2'.24f f- i pf- '1 L - - O , 0 Twcrzzfy-fow 'f ' 756071 The Buried. Treasure ' ox ei on the in er just below the place where you shot your last coyote, said the in All XY, Tom! do you remember them rapids Zl1Q'. '6 L vy ' old sheep herder to his younger compan- ion after they had settled the sheep for the night and as they lay by their camp fire. l think l do, replied Tom. XVell, does it look to you like them rapids could have been falls once. Not that l knows of. XVhy? XYell they once was, and tonight I got to thinkin' about a experience I had when they was. Can you remember when they were falls FU asked Tom incredulously. I dunno but what l can. They was the prettiest falls l've ever seen. They was about ten feet high and the water fell in one straight sheet clean across the river without a single break, avowed the old man. But how about your experience ? It certainly was some experience, said the old man preparing himself for a yarn by filling his pipe and finding a more comfortable posi- tion. It was back in the early fifties and I was doin' some prospectin, up on the -- river. There was some gold on the -- river then and I had come there with a feller named jud Splan- dern. Funny name, ain't it, and he was just as funny as his name. He said he was a English- man. I guess he was sort of a Quaker because he didn't believe in guns and tried to make me do away with mine. I had a good old gun then. I could stand fifty yards away and hit a nail on the head with it every time, and i- But what about the falls. XVell, me and him was campin' just below the falls about a half mile. lVe had been there about three weeks and we had been getting quite a bit of gold. Une afternoon, I think it was Friday. we had had poor luck and so we quit work about two hours before sundown and came up from the river. Splandern set at makin' some biscits for supper. He was some cook and he sure could eat as well as cook. I guess that was why he was so fat. XVell, I went down to the river for some water when all at once l heard a whoop and I turned around in time to see Splandern shot through by an arrow from a bunch of lnjuns who had just come from behind a bunch of jack pines, .Xs soon as they saw me they came running down towards the river. They didn't have horses because hors- es were kind of scarce those days but they could run like greased lightninf I tried to keep them away by shootin' at them with my pistol but I found I couldn't load fast enough so I started runnin'. I ran and the Injuns ran after. They had started me upstream because the shore was open clear up to the cliff by the falls and they thought they could corner me there more easier. XVell, I ran and ran CI certainly was glad I wasnot as fat as Splandernj, the falls growing closer ln' closer. I didn't have any plans or ideas of how to escape and finally they had me almost to the cliff. All to onct I hit on a idea. Ild been told that lots of times there is a hollow place behind the sheet of water. I thought that I couldn't escape no other way I might as well try to get behind the falls as be killed by the Injuns. The falls fell right down alongside the cliff but running out into the water in front of the falls about six feet was a rock. It was about four feet above the water. Taking a last look I ran out on the rock and jumped right into the falls. Next thing I knew I was sprawling on the damp rocky floor of a sort of cave. There was such aroarinl that I don't think I could have heard a cannon go off. After a little while it got dark and I went to sleep. XVhen I woke up it was sort of half light. I was hungry and still stiff from myqrun. The cave where I was in was almost high enough so I could stand up and it seemed to run all the way under the falls. I started to explore it and found that it had nothiul in it and the farther back from the water the lower the top of it got. -Xll the time l was hungrier and hungrier and I couldn't find no way to get out. At last I thought I would go out the way I come in. It happened that the water was thinner there than any other place. I

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