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 In the year of 1775, Spanish Captain Bruno Hacetathe, steered a weary course and crew toward America's Northwestern States, leaving a new set of imprints in the sands of time. Then again in 1792, proud captain of the vessel Columbia, placed stern and prayer and ventured his course up the wide green waters of the Oregon Country's most principal river. It would become the voyage of it's christening ... an imprint to cross no others ... the as strong and as mighty as it's namesake. Lewis and Clark spent the winter of near the rugged at what is now known as, . They indeed, blew the loudest trumpet of all. With the ringing of their encouraging reports would come and all contributing to the marred across the Oregon frontier . had become the overland pioneer route to the northwestern United States. About the trail extended from to the Columbia River in Oregon. For twenty-five years nearly 650,000 emigrants with a wander lust and dreams migrated westward, only to find that the road was paved in famine, tears, and Arriving in the great Northwest penniless and broken , those who could walk carried those who had fallen ... those who had breath Those who had strength began to clear the land ... those who had means began to till the soil ... those who had dreams began to see the state. It's only by the great depth of their tears and the strength of their character that their imprints can cross proudly with those of the moccasin. This page is dedicated to every man, woman, and child ... of every race and every creed that ever placed an impression, large or small ... softly or loudly, on the wide and beautiful face of |
 Words by J.A. Buchanan Music by Henry B. Murtagh Land of the Empire Builders, Land of the Golden West; Conquered and held by free men, Fairest and the best. On-ward and upward ever, Forward and on, and on; Hail to thee, Land of the Heroes, My Oregon. Land of the rose and sunshine, Land of the summer's breeze; Laden with health and vigor, Fresh from the western seas. Blest by the blood of martyrs, Land of the setting sun; Hail to thee, Land of Promise, My Oregon. |
 In 1837, the first rose bush to reach the Northwest was brought around Cape Horn and presented to Anna Marian Pittman the day she married Jason Lee at Lee's Mission near Champoeg. Years later, after the mission had been destroyed by fire, John Minto found the rose bush growing near the site of Lee's cabin. He carefully dug it up and transplanted it into his land where it flourished. He then began distributing cuttings throughout the countryside. Descendants of this historical "mission rose" still bloom today in the Pioneer Rose Garden in Portland, Oregon. |
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