Swan Murder Averted Here

Rocks thrown last night from the river’s edge saved Grandsire Clyde, belligerent swan ruler of the Mirror Pond, from the stigma of murdering his own son. Splashing of a stone, as it hit the water, caused angry Clyde to loosen his death grip on the neck of weakening Mox, Clyde’s cherished cygnet of three seasons ago, now his hated rival.

Mox seized the opportunity to escape, and Clyde strutted back to his spouse, Leila, and their 1935 batch of youngsters.

How it all happened is not of record. Paul Hosmer, The Bulletin’s veteran waterfront reporter, was taking his night off, and his understudy did not arrive until the battle between the two was well under way. What started it?

Evidence is available that Mox and his sister, Lockit — his wife as well as sister, for the Mirror Pond swans like the Ptolemies and Incas of old ignore with sublime indifference the taboos of consanguinity — glided serenely past Leila and her brood. It is more than hinted that Mox cast a roving glance in the direction of his ma, that he mentioned possibly that he would be back after he had taken his wife home. Whatever the affront, it was sufficient.

Mox seems to have forgotten Clyde, but Clyde had not forgotten Mox. In super-dreadnaught charge, he arrived, and in an instant battle was joined. Lockit went on her way, but Leila and the cygnets stood by, sometimes so close as to hinder the action of the combatants.

Water turned into foam as the big white birds fought. Resounding thumps, as powerful wings beat, advertised the fray. Wings were being used partly as direct weapons of offense, but more as indirect weapons, it seemed as the technique of swan fighting was unfolded. Each bird was seeking the advantage of superior height, and wings were beating to lift the birds partly out of the water in maneuver for position to apply the neck hold.

Early on Mox had the edge, but Clyde, stronger and more experienced, shook him off. The grip was too low.

Clyde reared, gained greater height, struck downward with twisting, snakelike thrust. Open mandibles enveloped, then closed on the neck of Mox and forced his son’s head underwater. Mox managed to come up for air, but the younger bird was weakening, and Clyde, in vile temper, was relentless. As he forced his son’s head under for the last time, it was plain that there would be one less Mirror Pond swan.

But tragedy was averted, rocks came, and the escape.

When it was all over, Clyde and Leila and their 1935 children were midway between the footbridge and the island. Lockit was still farther upstream, while Mox, the soundly trounced, sulked in the shadow of the footbridge.

Source: Bend Bulletin ©1935

Footbridge To Be Built Here

A contract for the construction of a new footbridge was awarded by the city commission to Luther Metke last night. A price of $734 was set, and September 1 was fixed as the date on which the bridge must be completed.

Timbers for the bridge have been on the ground at the west end of the present span for some time. They were prepared under a SERA project.

The new bridge will be of rustic type, with driven pile supports. It will be 8 feet wide, with a clear walk of 7 feet, and about 300 feet long. Two light standards will be placed on the bridge, 100 feet apart and 100 feet from each end.

Redecking of the Newport Avenue bridge was started yesterday, and the bridge will be closed to traffic the rest of the week. The Tumalo Avenue bridge was redecked several weeks ago.

Source: Bend Bulletin

Queen Virginia Will Fly North

Miss Virginia Anderson, Bend girl who ruled over this city’s recent Mirror Pond Pageant and the Fourth of July stampede as Queen Virginia I, tomorrow will be taken on an airplane trip to Portland and will be guest of the Portland Lions at their noonday meeting in the Oregon Grille. Miss Anderson will be accompanied on her trip to Portland by Mrs. Edna Dutt, with Lawrence J. Sohler as pilot.

The Sohler plane will land at the Swan Island airport, where a delegation of Portland Lions will be on hand to meet the Bend girl and her traveling companion. The Lions of Portland are to entertain Miss Anderson. In the evening, Miss Anderson and Mrs. Dutt will be escorted back to Swan Island, for the return flight with Sohler to Bend.

The air trip to Portland in the Sohler plane was one of the awards won by Miss Anderson in placing first in Bend’s Fourth of July queen contest.

Source: The Bend Bulletin ©1935

The Celebration 1935

Bend goes about its usual business today with the pleasant feeling that once more it has put on a Fourth of July celebration complete and satisfying in almost every respect. Two days of entertainment and competitive sport came to a climax last night with a river pageant that will be remembered for many weeks to come.

Bend has this feeling, we say but it is to the managers, the committee members, the many other workers, the members of the chorus and of the band, and all who participated in the presentation of the floats that the most thorough satisfaction has come for they did the work. They were the ones who actually did the job in which the whole town takes pride.

It is, of course, the show on the river that gives character and individuality to the whole undertaking and makes of the Bend celebration the unique event that it is. With this successful third pageant there is a felling in everybody’s mind that there will be a fourth next year and so on. All are agreed that it should be an annual event.

The judges of last night’s floats had an extremely difficult task. We cannot quarrel with their decisions but we wish there might have been more awards and some special recognition of the floats that were offered by the groups of foreign born who went to such great pains to show a bit of their homeland.

Source: The Bend Bulletin ©1935

Thousands See River Pageant on the Deschutes

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Third Annual Fete Is Held on Mirror Pond on July Fourth

thousand-see-pageant-1935Out of Bend’s enchanted harbor, through a vast arch whose colors changed as bombs burst in the air, and into the mystic mirror pond last night drifted caravels of great beauty that enthralled 16,000 people crowded along the Drake Park shores. The occasion was Bend’s third annual Fourth of July water pageant, acclaimed the greatest ever presented on the picturesque mirror pond and probably the greatest of all fetes ever attempted in the northwest.

“Bubbling Youth,” a bowl with girls in its facets and iridescent bubbles ascending into the dark skies, won first place in the artistic division, and the Harding memorial of classic design, was awarded second place. In the unique division “Showboat,” a replica of the boats of fun that plied the Mississippi in olden days, won first place and “Covered Wagon,” drawn by four oxen placed second.

Meteor Aids Display

Not a single delay or misfortune, with the exception of a little flag that was broken from a mast as one of the floats came under the impressive arch, marred the 1936 pageant, and even the starry skies joined in adding color and mysticism to the spectacle. Low in the west, above the snow capped Three Sisters hung a crescent moon and brilliant Venus, and just as the queen float, a huge white swan, came under the arch of changing colors a meteor shot out of the east, its fragments falling in sparks as it blazed through the heavens. Because of great amount of fireworks being discharged, the big meteor was distinguished by few. It came from the east and its path was uncurving, differing from the trajectories of the fireworks sent up from the ground.

While the great crowd was still visible in the deepening twilight, Minor Welch, on the back bay side of the arch, pulled a switch on the receipt of instructions from W.A. Lackoff, in charge of illumination, and the vast arch was flooded with white light. Later, another switch was pulled and 100 Japanese lanterns, strung along the west bank of the mirror lake, burst into light and their rays were imprisoned and extended by the placid water. A few minutes later, another switch was closed and nine garden bowl shore designs, red and green, blazed along the east shore. Just as the first lights were switched on, an aerial bomb, shot into the sky by Ben Whisenand and Kenneth E. Sawyer, in charge of fireworks, burst with a terrific explosion and the sound of the detonation reverberated through wooded Drake Park, like a sharp crack of thunder.

Speedboat Leads

“Clear the river” came a call over the public address system, with W.E. Searcy at the microphone, and under the arch came A.E. Schuman’s speedboat, dividing the water into a “V” spray as it shot down the mirror lake with an American flag streaming in the breeze. The pageant was underway.

Feeling out the channel for the caravels of fairyland that were to follow, making certain that no enemies were lurking in the darkness of the water to menace Queen Virginia I. and her royal court, a destroyer flag ship, with Roy Cook at the helm came into the lake of mirrored memories as the arch lights were changed to red and green and the Bend Municipal band, directed by Fred Dallas, played “Anchors Aweigh.” Flares from roman candles, very resembling the tracers shells fired from convoys during submarine attacks in World war days, streaked from the flagship, entry of the Pilot Butte Inn garage.

“Behold the queen”–hardly had these words reached the vast audience than the big white swan, made under the supervision of T. D. Sexton, appeared under the varicolored arch and a murmur passed down the thickly massed eastern bank of the river. As the royal float slowly moved under the arch and into the mirror lake, color spray ascended from the mirror pond fountain, designed by Lackaff and made possible through the cooperation of the Bend fire department.

Royal Court on Swans

Queen Virginia I.–Miss Virginia Anderson–rode high on the swan that slowly drifted in the mirror pond, home of “Clyde” and “Lela” and numerous swan descendants. Perched on each side of Queen Virginia were her princesses–Helen Donovon, Margaret Van Metre, Joan Helfrich, Monica Ivancovich and Helen Sprangler. The murmur grew to applause as the majestic swan and its royal passengers were picked up by the shore lights, flashed from points in Drake park. The applause advanced from point to point as the swan float continued down the half mile channel, finally to disappear around the bend in the river.

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Source: Bend Bulletin ©1935