"In 1889 Gust and I and another couple came down the Humptulips in a canoe, then around to Grays Harbor City in a boat which landed us at the dock - a mile and a quarter off short. It was getting dark. We stopped at Moss Freeland's restaurant. He was frying clams for a crowd of people. Said if we'd wait until he finished he'd fry us all we wanted. The odor was very tantalizing. When he got around to us, we ate so many of those razor clams he must have been tired of his bargain. We surely enjoyed them. Next day we walked to Hoquiam.
Aside from the families in the neighborhood, there were several bachelors. About 1889, Ben Dewees took a small place of forty acres, and John McCamat an 80 acre claim across the river from our homestead. Ben Dewees was very fond of animals. Seemed to know what they thought. He would explain, "I saw a cougar in the woods. Thought I'd go around him, but he thought he'd head me off."
There was also Charley Dunn who worked for us at various times. Gust located him on a claim at the upper end of the Burn (Neilton) and he commuted. Also, Paul Mohr, of Quinault, step-father of the Melbourne boys, helped us several summers. At the same time we hired a fellow by the name of Weinberger. He claimed to be a Socialist, but talked like an Anarchist. He and Mohr had some lively arguments. Weinberger made a beautiful maple-burl table top from our maple tree and exhibited it at the Alaska, Yukon, Pacific Fair in Seattle. From there he moved to California.
One bachelor homesteader was walking in from Hoquiam with a pack on his back. Someone asked, "How are you fixed for the winter?" "Good", he replied. "I got a sack of beans, a sack of flour, two sacks of potatoes, plenty of money, and two dollars more."
In order to have milk for his child, one settler rented another's cow and agreed to pay twelve cents a day. Time passed and he would neither pay nor return the animal. The owner went up to see him and, while they were arguing, picked up a saw and made a threatening move. Whereupon the debtor shouted indignantly, "Don't you dare throw that saw at me. That's my saw."