The Daily Rhythms of a Mill Town
A glimpse into life at Port Gamble in 1877, where sawmills drive the economy, ships arrive from across the globe, and the community gathers to mourn and celebrate.
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The bark Rainier came in on Saturday with freight for the Company and is now loading. The Norwegian will be loaded about the 3rd. On the 5th our good people will trip the light fantastic in honor of the Presidential inauguration. The Rev. Father Kauter celebrated mass to the faithful here on Sunday. He has just returned from visiting Seabeck and goes back to Seattle today. Quite a number of the boys left on the Pacific for 'down home' or Humboldt, Cal., and the cry is 'still they go.' For one week itinerant shams have given Gamble a wide berth, for which all are thankful. The King Phillip and Sagamore are upon the boards, but have not yet arrived. Mr. Isaac Cormack, for many years the gentlemanly painter of habitations in Gamble and marker of lumber for the company, has bid us adieu and gone to Port Townsend to serve as jailor for Sheriff Miller of Jefferson County. The schooner Perry has been at anchor in the bay for several days. The English bark Teaser is discharging ballast and will take a cargo for a foreign market. The little people of Gamble are to give a public concert on Saturday, and are now rehearsing under the management of Misses Stinchfield and Steinberg; they will have a full house. The remains of Mrs. Keller arrived here yesterday and were interred from the residence of Mr. Chas. Case, the service being conducted by the Rev. J. F. Damon.
“Quite a number of the boys left on the Pacific for 'down home,' and the cry is 'still they go.'”
Port Gamble was a classic 'company town' where the mill owned the land, the jobs, and the rhythm of life. Today, while the mill is gone, the town remains a preserved landmark, illustrating the transition from resource-extraction hubs to historical heritage sites that define much of the Pacific Northwest's identity.
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