I forgot to post a "back to school" image last week. This is the "Mountain View School" which was located in Wyeth. It has extensive but confusing notes on the reverse. We know Vera Olin was the teacher, and I believe the notes indicate she taught her in the 1911-12 and 1912-13 school years. She also taught two years in Cascade Locks. Claude and Phoebe Gorton are on the left side of the teacher. Also present are Ella Morgan, Iva Gray, Wilma Gray, Rita Lund, Laurence Morgan, Billy Pestle, Ella Morgan (again?) and Lew Morgan. Billy Pestle is identified as the father of the superintendent of the Tie mill in Wyeth, and Rita Lund as the mother of the the Troutdale RR operator. Another note indicates, "This was taken about the 3rd term."
The only newspaper reference I see to the Mountain View School is a May 1916 article describing a meeting at the school for the purpose of identifying a site for the new school. I am not sure if this is the old school or the new one.
There is an interesting detail to the left side of the door. It looks like a wooden brace has been added to keep the door from smacking into the school building. Anyone who lives in this area can appreciate the need to secure loose doors against the wind.
Category: [Cascade Locks]
By Mountain View, they must mean a view of all the mountain in the Gorge?
L.E. on 13th September 2021 @ 8:57am
Which is the outhouse, on the left ot the right?
nels on 13th September 2021 @ 11:36am
The wood shed looks to be on the right along with Wind Mtn.
Stever on 13th September 2021 @ 3:44pm
That makes sense. The wood shed is just outside, down the wooden walkway and back in. The out house is a safe distance from the school. I wonder if people tried to hold it 'til they got home to go. Had a young neighbor boy who got bitten by a black widow in a compromised position from using their out house. Lots of whispering and the doctor coming and going and no one telling a curious kid what was going on. Some houses had plumbing and
some not. Just like the neighbors had their heating coal delivered in big
chunks of cubic foot or so and one would hear them out in the evening or
early evening, banging with a hammer to break it up and carried into their
house in a coal bucket. We had coal of golf ball size and smaller delivered
by a truck and sent down a coal shute. But dad still had to go down every
morning to break up the wreath shaped clinker and turn on the feed to restart
the fire and the blower., with much cursing.
nels on 13th September 2021 @ 4:43pm
Steve, you think we're looking to the north? I was seeing it the other way, but I guess I see what you mean.
ArthurB on 13th September 2021 @ 5:54pm