Lockley, Fred. "History of the Columbia River Valley, From The Dalles to the Sea." Vol. 2. S. J. Clarke Publishing Co., 1928. p. 178. FRED LOCKLEY During the past twenty-five years I have interview thousands of people, but I find that interviewing myself if one of the hardest jobs that I have yet tackled. No matter how little I like the job, there is no use of standing around on the bank shivering and putting one toe in the water to see how cold it is -- so here goes -- I'll jump in all over and have done with it. My father, Frederic Lockley, was born in London, December 31, 1824, and came to the United States when he was twenty-one. He worked on Frank Leslie's Illustrated Weekly and on various other publications, until the breaking out of the Civil war, when he enlisted in a New York regiment and was later transferred to the Seventh New York Heavy Artillery. His regiment took part in the engagements at Fredericksburg Road, North Anna River, Tolopotomy, Cold Harbor, Petersburg, Deep Bottom, Ream's Station, and various other skirmishes and fights. My father enlisted as a private but soon became sergeant major, then first lieutenant and adjutant an on account of the serious wounding of the captain of the battery, he commanded the battery. Upon being mustered out at the close of the war, he went to Cleveland, where he became editor of the Cleveland Leader. From Cleveland he went to Leavenworth, Kansas, doing editorial work there, and in 1872 went to Salt Lake City and with two partners purchased the Salt Lake Tribune, of which he was the managing editor for seven years. From Salt Lake we went by wagon, as the railroads had not yet been completed, to Walla Walla. From Walla Walla in 1881 we went to Butte, Montana, and my father became the first editor of the Butte Inter-Mountain. After lecturing throughout the east and middle west, my father purchased a paper at Arkansas City, Kansas -- the Traveler. A few years later we moved to Salem, Oregon, where by father became editor of the Capital Journal. He died at Missoula, Montana, December 19, 1905. My mother, whose maiden name was Elizabeth Metcalf Campbell, was born on the Mohawk River in New York, May 29, 1843. Her father, John Campbell, was born at Glen Lyne in the Highlands of Scotland. Her mother's maiden name was Margaret Van Tuyl, her people having come over from Holland to New Armsterdam in early days. I was born at Leavenworth, Kansas, March 19, 1871. I went with my parents to Salt Lake City when I was about a year old. When I was nine years old, my father sold his interest in the Salt Lake Tribune, and we started by wagon for Walla Walla. The odor of sagebrush today brings back vividly our evening campfires made of sagebrush, and the ever present coyotes with their mournful howl. Once more I can see the stagecoach sweep by with its four horses, traveling at full speed -- I can see too, the long lines of freight wagons and Indians. Here and there along the trail were the bleaching bones of oxen -- a grim reminder of the hardships of the Old Oregon Trail. We lived at Walla Walla for a year and then went to Butte, Montana. There was no railroad across the country in those days, so to go to Butte we had to go by stage from Walla Walla to Umatilla, where we caught the steamer for Portland. At Portland we took a steamer for San Francisco, where we transferred to the railroad to Salt Lake. There we once more transferred to the railroad which went to Silver Bow, at which point we took the stage for Butte. I started my newspaper career in Butte by carrying a route on the Butte Inter-Mountain. In those days Butte was a mining camp and was a wide open town. After spending four years in Butte, we went to what is now Oklahoma but in those days was knows as the Cherokee Strip. At that time it was a hunters' paradise, prairie chicken, quail and wild turkeys being abundant. We lived for awhile on the Ponca Reservation, and while there, I met Chief Joseph of the Nez Perce tribe, who was a prisoner of war. From the Indian Territory we went to Albany, New York, where I attended school, and where, by the way, I got plenty of practice in fighting, as I belonged to the Dove street gang. From Albany we moved to Arkansas City, where I started to learn the trade of a printer by sweeping out the office, sorting type in the hell-box, kicking a Gordon jobber and feeding an old flatbed Campbell. In 1888 I came to Salem, Oregon, and went to work on the Capital Journal as a compositor. General W. H. Byars, the proprietor, was a surveyor and I had not been working long till he took a summer job surveying, put me in as business manager and not wanting to spend the money for an editor, told me I would have to do the editorial work also. My education has been sort of a hit and miss one. I attended school at Salt Lake City; Walla Walla; Butte, Montana; Albany, New York; Arkansas City, Kansas, and in 1889 and 1890 I attended the Oregon Agricultural College at Corvallis and later attended Willamette University at Salem, graduating from the normal department. For a year I worked on a farm in Spring valley in Polk county, Oregon. Later I worked on the Salem Statesman at Salem, and for a year or so was field editor of the Pacific Homestead. My work took me on horseback, pretty well all over Oregon. I usually stopped overnight at the home of some pioneer farmer and while doing this work I began writing articles on pioneers and pioneer life. For a while I worked for the government of the geological survey, being assistant to the topographer on what we called the Lake McDonald sheet but is now known a Glacier National Park. We lived to a large extent, on trout and deer meat. The mountains were full of mountain goats and big horn sheep, while the glacial swamps were the home of small bands of moose. Bear were also abundant. I worked for a while in the post office at Salem as a carrier, and also worked in the register and money order division. The year 1900 saw me at Nome, Alaska, where I mined for a while and later, with Ben Taylor, a fellow employe of the Salem post office, established the first free mail delivery in Alaska. While living in Highland addition at Salem, I was a neighbor for a year of Bert Hoover, who was working for the Oregon Land Company, driving a team and living a the home of his uncle, H. J. Minthorne. He was a quiet, reserved studious chap and he was one of the last persons I would have ever picked out as a presidential candidate. On June 16, 1897, I married Hope Gans. My wife had spent most of her girlhood on Indian Agencies in the southwest, her uncle, Major W. H. H. Llewellyn, having been Indian agent of the Mescalero and Jicarilla Apache Indians in New Mexico. Later her father was a cattleman in New Mexico. She was a natural horsewoman and understood and loved horses. If ever a man had a loyal partner and a real helpmate, I had. It was her ambition that caused me to give up my government work, go to Pendleton and become a partner in the Daily East Oregonian. together we planned and saved, purchased property and laid the foundation for our future independence. We lost our first born, Frederic Llewellyn, who was buried at Salem. Our little daughter Hope was five years old, when she passed on and she is buried at Portland beside her mother. We spent four years in Pendleton when I sold my interest in the East Oregonian, came to Portland and became manager of The Pacific Monthly Magazine. My work as manager of The Pacific Monthly necessitated my traveling all over the United States, through Canada and into Mexico. After some years The Pacific Monthly was consolidated with the Sunset Magazine and I became editorial writer on the Oregon Journal. I put in a year overseas as Y secretary. A good part of this time I worked at installing huts and dugouts at the front. I spent some months during the summer of 1918 at the British front, being billeted with the Australians. I saw a great deal of the Welsh, Australian and British troops and learned to greatly respect and admire them. During my service overseas, through the kindness of the French and British censors, I was able to send back and have published in the Oregon Journal, three hundred, forty-seven articles. During the past few years I have had published a number of books, among them being Oregon Folks, Oregon's Yesterdays, Across the Plains by Prairie Schooner, Vigilante Days in Virginia City, Captain Sol Tetherow, Wagon Train Master, To Oregon by Ox Team in 1847 and Oregon Outdoors. I have also had published articles and stories in the American Magazine, Collier's, McClure's, Youth's companion, Sunset and other magazines. My son, Lawrence Campbell Lockley, when mustered out of the service at the close of the World war, went to the University of California, where he took his Bachelor of Arts and Master of Arts Degrees. After teaching for several years in the University of California Southern Branch in Los Angeles, he went to Harvard University to secure his Doctor of Philosophy degree. He married a classmate, Phyllis Harrington, and they have a six year old son, Robert Campbell Lockley. To me, writing has never been work. I have had many opportunities to take up work where I could make more money, but I enjoy meeting people and writing about them. In fact, my work had been a continual education to me. No matter where I am -- whether I am in Alaska or Mexico, France or Ireland, England or Wales, on shipboard or on cattle ranches, in airplanes or tanks, or wherever else I may happen to be, I have always found interesting people. Among those I have interviewed, who have given me most interesting stories are: Thomas Edison, Thomas Lawson, President Wilson, Sir Douglas Haig, Eamon de Valera, Count Tolstoi, Jack London, Joaquin Miller, William Allen White, Booker Washington, Emma Goldman, General Hugh L. Scott, Lyman Abbott and James J. Hill. I have interviewed pioneers and Indian war veterans, mule-skinners and bull-whackers, scouts and prospectors, archbishops and aviators, hoboes and world travelers, politicians, scientists, sourdoughs, criminals and underworld characters, and whether these human documents are bound in broadcloth or buckskin, calico or satin, I find they al have something worth while to tell me. Transcriber's additional notes: CENSUS: 1860, Aug 13; Rensselaer Co, NY; Troy Wd 4, p 380 Frederick E. Lockman, 35, ENG, Book agt. Emma, 27, ENG Josephine, 7, NY John R, , NY Emma L, 5, NY Gertrude, 3, NY Amelia Heill, 25, housekeeper 1870, June 10; Leavenworth Co, KS; Leavenworth Wd 1, p 287 F. E. Lockley, 46, London, Editor Elizabeth A, 27, NY Josephine A, 16, NY Louise, 15, NY Gertrude, 12, NY Maud, 3, OH 1880, June 1; Salt Lake Co, UT; Salt Lake City Wd 9, p 25 James R. Schupbach, head, m, w, 25, MO, Switz, VA, publisher Josephine A, wife, f, w, 26, NY, ENG, NY, keeping house Walter James, son, m, w, 3, UT, MO, NY Agnes E., dau, f, w, 1, UT, MO, NY Edgar Raymond, son, m, w, 2 months, b March, UT, MO, NY Mrs. Fred Lockley, m in l, f, w, married, 36, NY, Scot, NY, keeping house Louise, s in l, f, w, 25, NY, ENG, NY, type setter, single Maud Lockley, s in l, f, w, 13, OH, ENG, NY, att. school Fred Lockley, b in l, m, w, 9, KS, ENG, NY, att. school Daisy Lockley, s in l, f, w, 5, UT, ENG, NY E. D. Schupbach, mother, f, w, 64, VA, VA, VA, at home Elizabeth Bennett, servant, f, w, 17, UT, Scot, Scot 1900, June 11; Marion Co, OR; Salem Wd 4, p 151 George Gans, head, 59, m, w, Aug 1840, PA, PA, PA, mar 31 yrs Annie C, wife, 55, f, w, Feb 1845, PA, VA, NY, mar 31 yrs, 6 children-5 living George G, son, 27, m, w, June 1872, WI, PA, PA, single, bookkeeper D, dau, 23, f, w, Oct 1876, NE, PA, PA, single, student, university Bonnie V.R., dau, 21, f, w, Ssept 1878, NE, PA, PA, single, stenographer Rebekah J, dau, 19, f, w, Oct 1880, NE, PA, PA, single, student, university Fred Lockley, son in law, 29, m, w, March 1871, KS, ENG, NY, mar 2 yrs, mail carrier Hope L, dau, 25, f, w, Oct 1874, MN, PA, PA, mar 2 yrs, 2 children-1 living Lawrence C, grandson, 6/12, m, w, OR, KS, MN 1900, June 30; Polk Co, OR; Eola Pct, p 34 Frederic Lockley, head, 75, m, w, Dec 1824, ENG, ENG, ENG, to US 1848, owns home free Elizabeth M, wife, 57, f, w, ---- 1843, NY, Scotland, NY, mar 37 yrs, 5 children-3 living Walter, son, UT, ENG, NY, att. school Edgar R, son, 20, m, w, March 1880, UT, ENG, NY, att. school Ralph C, son, 18, m, w, Oct 1881, UT, ENG, NY, att. school 1910, April 19; Multnomah Co, OR; Portland Pct 29, p 270, 328 Park Elizabeth M. Lockley, head, 66, f, w, NY, Scotland, NY, Wd, 5 children-2 living, rents 1920; January 9; Multnomah Co, OR; Portland Pct 185, p 140, 65 E 68th Fred Lockley, head, 48, m, w, married, KS, ENG, NY, asst. mgr, daily paper, rents Hope, wife, 45, f, w, married, MN, PA, NY Hope, dau, 4 2/12, f, w, OR, KS, MN Lawrence C., son, 20, m, w, single, Or, KS, MN, att school. ******************* Submitted to the Oregon Bios. Project in March 2006 by Diana Smith. Submitter has no additional information about the person(s) or family mentioned above.