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    There Is a Santa Claus

    Joel La Follette - Thursday, December 21, 2017
    From the Heppner Gazette Times ~ December 15th, 1938

    (Editor's Note: Following is an editorial which originally appeared in the old New York Sun in 1897 and was an answer to a letter written by an 8-year old girl to the Sun. It is considered one of the classic editorials in American journalism and was written by Francis P. Church, a member of the Sun's editorial staff.) The letter from the little girl follows: 

    "Dear Editor: 

    I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, 'If you see it in the Sun, it's so.' Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus? "

    "Virginia O'Hanlon,

    115 W. 95th St."

    Following is the reply that was printed in the New York Sun, and although it is 41 years old it is forever new each year when the Christmas season rolls around:

    "Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age.They do not believe except what they see. They think nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole truth and knowledge. 

    "Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist,and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would bet he world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no child-like faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which children fill the world would be extinguished.

    "Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa coming down, what would they prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

    "You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man nor the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance can brush aside that curtain and view and picture and supernal beauty and glory beyond. It is all real! Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding. 

    "No Santa Claus! Thank God he lives, and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, 10 times 10 thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood."

    Flying Fish

    Joel La Follette - Thursday, December 14, 2017

    With the season of flying reindeer upon us I thought I'd feature a few thoughts on flying fish... 
    From the Front page from the Daily Morning Astorian. Sunday May 26th, 1889

    The Swiftest Fish
    I asked an old salt the other day which was the swifter, a flying fish or a dolphin. "Why, a dolphin, of course. I have seen it proved. One day our ship was in the doldrums down near the equator, and all hands were lolling about deck grumbling and whistling for a breeze, I had just gone aloft, and standing upon the top gallant crosstrees, with my body resting upon the royal yard, was looking off on the starboard beam. I saw a flying fish spring up out of the water, followed by a dolphin, and both made straight for the ship. When they arrived at the vessel the dolphin went under and the flying fish went over, dropping square into the dolphin's mouth as he struck the water on the other side. The ship drew eighteen feet of water and only about nine feet above water. So I say, in this case, the dolphin was the swifter fish."

    And the The Athena Press October 04, 1912

    Largest Flying Fish
    The largest flying fish on record was served up for breakfast on the British warship Ardeola a short time ago. The Ardeola was homeward bound and was oft the Canary Islands when a large school of flying fish was observed. They were apparently in full flight from some deep sea enemy traveling rapidly. As the ship met and passed them several flew onboard and were seized by the crew as welcome additions to the meal. One of the fish measured 19 inches: the largest flying fish ever seen before the Ardeola's catch have never exceeded 10 inches. The big one was fried for the captain's breakfast. Flying fish are very palatable and taste like trout.

    A Record Steelhead from the Sandy

    Joel La Follette - Thursday, December 07, 2017

    Front page news from the Morning Oregonian on February 10th , 1910 

    Dr. E. C. McFarland Makes Record Catch in Sandy River.

    Dr. E. C. McFarland, a dentist, yesterday made a record catch with rod and line, when he succeeded in landing a steelhead salmon with a No. 6 hook after a struggle lasting 45 minutes. The catch was made at the Sandy River bridge, near the Sandy post office yesterday morning, and the young nimrod is much pleased with his feat.

    This steelhead weighed 20 1/2 pounds. This as far as known is the record catch with a No. 6 hook and a six ounce rod. Steelheads weighing 20 pounds are rarely caught, for Government statistics we'll give this as the record weight attained by this species of salmon. A few weeks ago a 16-pound steelhead was landed, but with larger tackle than used by McFarland yesterday.

    Vintage Buyers Guide to Fly Reels

    Joel La Follette - Thursday, November 23, 2017
    For this week's Blast from the Past I was able to find a handy tip for picking out a new fly reel for that special someone on your Christmas List....taken from the Sunday Oregonian June 2, 1912

    Single Action More to Be Desired Than Automatic Devices, Says Backus.


    Veteran Angler Tell Some Choice Fishing Gossip and Gives Tip on Where the Trout and Salmon Are Biting Just Now.

    BY W. K. BACKUS.

    A fly fishing reel is a small circular contrivance that fits the end of rod and is used to wind the line on. At first glance It would seem that almost anything that would hold the necessary amount of line, and turn easily would answer the purpose, but not so. There are at least 140 different kinds and sizes of fishing reels, all with a certain style and method of winding in the unlucky fish. Including several patterns of automatic reels, which do their own winding, sometimes.

    Some Have Jewel Bearings.
    Reels are made of almost any material brass, rubber, nickel, aluminum,steel, gunmetal, German silver and some of coin silver with real jewel bearings. Some are single action, others quadruple multiplying, while in the automatic reels the action closely resembles a condensed alarm clock. The point is, which is the best type for actual fishing?

    You pick up a fine new reel, with its shining- rubber plates and polished, nickel bands, and give the handle a twirl. It spins beautifully. It's true, but how much good will that high speed whirl do you on a brushy trout stream.

    After considerable experience with all sorts of reels, I am convinced that the narrow spool, single-acting reel is the best type for all-around trout fishing. It a spool being narrow and deep, you can wind In the line without giving It any attention, and on account of its large diameter It will retrieve the line Just as fast as the average multiplier.

    Most single-action reels are of very simple and sturdy construction. In many patterns there are but two parts,the frame and the spool, the latter being held In place by a single larger screw. There is absolutely nothing for the line to catch on but the small winding handle, and it hugs the spool so closely that it is seldom In the way.

    An automatic reel not necessary.
    A reel of this type, fitted with a strong, simple click, which by the way should be used all the time, will give you the greatest amount of service,with the least trouble.

    Many anglers are strong supporters of the automatic reel for trout fishing. As I have never actually used one, I cannot speak from experience, but will say that I never intend to. Any time that a fish Is too fast for my rod and fingers, he is entitled to a clean getaway, and with my best wishes.

    In fly fishing, the rod and the line are the most Important factors. All that Is required of the reel Is to take care of the line, and a reel such as I have described will do this admirably.

    Price is usually Modest.
    Fly reels are usually quite modest in price, but I recently saw one of English make, built of aluminum alloy,with a removable spool and adjustable click, which, if bought at retail in this country would not leave the purchaser much change out of a $20 bill.

    Frank A. Moore Appointed to Game Commission

    Joel La Follette - Wednesday, November 15, 2017
    Governor Tom McCall has announced that Frank A. Moore, 48, has been appointed to the State Game Commission, effective April 2. He will complete the unexpired term of retiring John P. Amacher, Winchester, serving the period ending July, 1974.

    Roseburg area businessman Moore is widely known in conservation groups, he was instrumental in bringing about the 1968 production of a film called "Pass Creek," portraying a series of logging practices which were portrayed to be endangering fish, aquatic life, and stream temperature by spoiling vegetation cover and turning streambeds into roadways at certain lumbering projects.

    The film resulted in several logging reforms, bringing national attention to its producers, the North Umpqua organization called 'The Steamboaters," directed by Moore. Eventually "Pass Creek" was shown throughout the United States, including the nation's capital in Washington.

    Moore is director of the Oregon Wildlife Federation, vice president of the Roseburg Izaak Walton League chapter, national director of the Federation of Fly Fishermen, and a member of the American Forestry Association and the Powder River Sportsmen.

    He is a native of Carlton, Ore., born to to a pioneer family that had homesteaded near Dallas prior to statehood. He was educated in Oregon public schools and spent inree years in World War II service, European theater.

    Moore's activities include cross-country skiing, music, and the 15-year ownership of the Steamboat Inn on the Umpqua. He Is a commercial pilot and has served as school boardmember for the Glide School District.

    Moore's wife Jeanne is also a native Oregonian, from Portland. Their children are: Frank, Jr., a sophomore in the University of Oregon Medical School; Dennis, a freshman in pre-med at Oregon State University; and Colleen, in grade school at Glide.

    Who was John Day?

    Joel La Follette - Thursday, November 09, 2017

    The Daily Morning Astorian from February 23, 1889 has the answer.

    John Day, one of the finest streams of Eastern Oregon, rises in the Blue Mountains and running west and south, empties into the Columbia River some forty miles above The Dalles. John Day was so named after an old trapper, a native of Kentucky, who died at Astoria about a century ago.

    Mr. Day was an employee of Mr. Crook of the Northwestern Fur company and who, in company with his employer had crossed the plains along with the first voyagers. Day becoming sick on Snake River about Fort Hall, Mr. Crook refused to leave him and remained by his side some twenty days before he was able to travel. During that time their companions had made such headway that it was impossible to overtake them.

    They followed on, but snows over took them and their exposure was terrible. They finally reached Walla Walla. The Indians there treated them very kindly and assisted them on their way. At the mouth of the John Day River they were overpowered by a band of Indians, robbed, stripped and turned loose to starve.

    Not even permitted to retain their flint and steel, the mountaineers match, with which the might make a fire to keep warm during the chilly March nights. In this pitiful plight they attempted to get, back to the friendly Walla Wallians and had made about eighty miles along the river, when fortunately they met Mr. Stewart and followers in canoes on their way to Astoria. They took the unfortunate men in, clothed, fed, and carried them down the river.

    In June 1812, Robery Stewart was selected to carrry dispatches from Fort Astoria to New York, across the continent. This was a dangerous enterprise and he selected four trusted and well trained men as companions in the voyage. They were Ben Jones, John Day, A. Vallar and F. LeClerc.

    The company left Astoria on the 29th of June and on the morning of July 2nd, John Day began to show some strange freaks and in a few days became so crazy that he several times attempted his own life. When they had proceeded as far inland as the stream that now bears his name it became evident to his companions that he would be no better and that thus burdened it would be impossible for them to proceed. They therefore contracted with some friendly Indians to convoy him back to the fort.

    His frank, bravo and loyal qualities had made him a universal favorite and it was with the utmost concern and tears of regret that his comrades saw the poor fellow tied in the canoe and carried away. The Indians performed their task faithfully and turned him over to his friends at Astoria. But his mind was completely shattered and his constitution broken and he soon after died, and was laid to rest where the Columbia and Pacific join in singing his eternal requiem. Capital Journal.

    The John Day River, in this county, is also named after the same individual, thus making two streams in the same state named the same, and after the same man.

    It's all about the Dry Fly

    Joel La Follette - Wednesday, October 11, 2017


    It's Merely Matter of Time Until Devotees of Floating Hackle Will Predominate on Streams, Declares Winch.

    By CAPTAIN FRANK WINCH  Famous Angler and Big Game Hunter

    WORDSWORTH says that "angling is the blameless sport." Had I the temerity I would paraphrase this and term dry fly fishing as the sport superlative, for in all the recreative pleasures man will find nothing so supremely enjoyable, so persistently mystifying, so theoretically practical and so damnably scientific. 

    Many writers when approaching the subject of using dry fly do so in a sort of apologetic manner, accountable, perhaps, to the fact that there seem to be but few who disregard the criticism that we are attempting iconoclasm of the older method of killing trout with the wet fly. The methods are different, both serving the same purpose, but along varied channels. There will be wet fly fishing just as long as the down streamer denies himself the trial with dry fly, and Just then the wet fly ranks are decimated to the extent of one angler. It will not be again said that Americans are the most sportive race on earth dry flying is a sporting proposition to the nth degree, and it's only a matter of time until the devotees of the floating fly will predominate on our streams.

    There are some who incline to the belief that dry fly fishing is the panacea for all trouty diffidence. There are others, self-admittedly adept, who look with disdain on the wet fly and with frock-coated horror on the garden hackle. This is wrong. Dry fly fishing has its points of vantage, also its limitations; it is not the best way to get the most trout, but it is the sportiest way to get any spangled inmate of the whirling riff. Dr. George P. Holden admirably sums up the matter in this manner: "Considering all seasons, weathers and waters, both native and brown trouts, more fish will be caught on the wet than the dry fly, but the latter method is likely to take larger brown trout than native trout. It is pre-eminently the late season method and is more artistic.

    "Dry flying is worthwhile; the first rise to the imitation Insect as it floats downstream in full view of the angler will give a thrill never experienced in any other manner of fishing. Endless controversial battles have been waged as to the relative merits of the dry and wet fly systems. The adherents of each are strong in their convictions. It is not, however, my intention to advocate the use of either to the exclusion of the other. Times there are when both come into play, and I concur in the views of a noted British angler who believes that the judicious and perfect application of dry. wet and midstream fly fishing stamps the angler with the hallmark of efficiency. 

    It was the writer's privilege some years ago to whip the stream with the Sage of the Beaverkill, through assiduously watching this playmate of the stream as he put poetry and rhythm in his casting, to be able to learn a smattering of the art which to me should be the apex of every angler's ambition, and those of you who have yet to tackle the dry fly, will later agree that this is angling in the fullest measure of good sportsmanship.

    Practice is required. Handling a dry fly cannot be taught by description; it must be seen and watched and acquired by practice. Quickness and delicacy of touch, a mastery in managing rod and line, alertness of limb, accuracy of eye and strength, with a habit of attention and observation, these are fundamentals focusing the dry fly. By this mayhap it is understood that the art is difficult; in a way it is. And yet there are but three simple rules for success. First, practice; second, practice, and third, everlastingly practice.

    It should be an easy glide for the wet fly angler to slip into the dry game. I do not know of a single dry fly expert who did not do his novitiate with the wet fly. There are many books on the subject which will give the rudiments, but the learning will be done on the stream. Watcha dry fly caster, study his method sand practice. Much of the book lore is buncombe pure and simple, but there is a little volume, not so much on the dry fly, but as a stream pal,that I suggest should be In the pocket of every angler. As yet it has not been my fortune to meet the author, a pleasure only deferred, I trust I refer to Dr. George Parker Holden and his book, "Streamcraft."

    Improving on Nature

    Joel La Follette - Thursday, October 05, 2017

    Giving enough time, hatcheries will fill our streams with fish.... this is from 1911. You can click on the image below to read the article in your browser.

    A Useful Man

    Joel La Follette - Wednesday, September 27, 2017
    It is easy to stand in the present and cast doubt on the decisions of the past. Yet, we cannot judge the acts of a man born 200 years ago who thought he was improving the world, but in fact started the decline of native wild fish wherever his work was spread. We can argue about the positives and negatives, lamenting a natural world lost to progress. In his day he was a hero. Today, we try to undo the undoable and return things to how they should be. It is a never ending battle we brought upon ourselves.

    This was front page news in The Daily Morning Astorian on August 24th, 1888.

    A Useful Man   

    Seth Green, who died last Sunday, was the first man in this country to attempt, on any important scale, the artificial propagation of fish. He was born in Rochester, N. Y., March 19, 1817. He was educated in the common schools and early showed himself a born naturalist, being passionately fond of hunting, fishing and woodcraft. For many years he was the proprietor of the only fish and game market near his home. 

    At the age of 20 he conceived the idea of the artificial propagation of fish, and shortly after, during a trip to Canada, made observation on the habits of salmon. Observing that as soon as the spawn was cast the male salmon and other fish ate it, he devoted his attention to methods of protecting it, and increased the yield of fish till he had increased the product to 95 per cent. In 1864, he discovered a method of artificially impregnating dry spawn, and began the propagation of fish as a business at Caledonia, N. Y. 

    In 1867, he experimented on the hatching of shad at Holyoke, on the Connecticut river, and by his improvements hatched in a fortnight's time 15,000,000, and in 1868, 40,000,000. The work was subsequently extended to Hudson, the Potomac, the Susquehanna and other important rivers, where he succeeded in propagating fifteen of the more common species with largely increased products. 

    In 1868, he was appointed one of the fish commissioners of New York, and afterwards made superintendent of fisheries in that state. He transported in 1871, the first shad ever taken to California, where that fish is now abundant. He hatched artificially the spawn of about twenty kinds of fish, also hybridizing striped bass with shad, shad with herring, brook trout with salmon trout, brook trout with California salmon trout, salmon trout with whitefish, and European trout with brook trout. 

    He invented appliances for use in fish hatching, and wrote several books on the subject. Nearly every state and territory with clear water streams has established fish hatcheries or is the recipient from the government of young fish hatched after Green's method, and he has high claim to be remembered as one of the foremost benefactors of the human race.

    Steelhead Salmon Extinction in the Columbia

    Joel La Follette - Wednesday, September 20, 2017

    The Dalles Daily Chronicle Saturday, January 7, 1899


    May Become Extinct Unless Artificial Means of Propagating Them Are Used.

    The steelhead salmon, which are the most valuable of all for cold storage packing, is threatened with extinction in the Columbia, and unusual efforts are to be made to increase the output of fry the coming season.

    Last season was the first year artificial propagation had been tried with this species on the upper coast. A hatchery belonging to Thomas Brown and George Broughton, on the Sandy river, was used for this purpose. The expense was defrayed by private subscription, and about one million Steelhead fry were turned into the waters of the Columbia. Fish Commissioner McGuire has already taken the matter up, and expects to make satisfactory arrangements with the men owning the hatchery to again carry on their work this winter. He has not yet seen the other members of the commission, but feels sure they will heartily co-operate with him in this matter. 

    The scarcity of Steelhead Salmon has caused the price to go up, until this species is the highest priced now taken out of the river. The Steelheads spawn in the late winter and early spring, while the Chinooks spawn in the fall. The heavy freshets are very destructive to the Steelhead spawn and, for that reason, artificial propagation is absolutely necessary to increase the output.

    Well, we all know how that turned out....

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