Reviews Where the Great River Bends is a tale of Old and New West, with cowboys and Indians replaced by windsurfers, dams, and turbines. The book’s major failing is that Native people are represented as figures of the past, rather than contemporary agents with a continued stake in the river. Despite this, the book would be useful for environmental studies courses or as a travel guide, with appendices that include mile-post markers, identification of flora and fauna, and a list of maps that orient readers in time and space. Multiple bibliographies provide sources for further investigation,while stupendous images will likely make you yearn to visit Wallula Gap. Donna Sinclair Center for Columbia River History WHISPERING WIRES: THE TRAGIC TALE OF AN AMERICAN BOOTLEGGER by Philip Metcalfe Inkwater Press, Portland, 2007. Photographs, maps, notes, bibliography, index. 356 pages. $29.95 paper. The great naive experiment of prohibition, previously approved as an amendment to the Constitution of the United States, became the working law of the land in January 1920. Ten months later, voters elevated the occasionally sober Warren G. Harding to the presidency. Mixed feelings, in other words, prevailed from the beginning of the so-called “Dry Years” of American history. “Purity people,” the designation favored by author Philip Metcalfe, welcomed a heaven-sent reform in human behavior. Others, including persons disinclined to give up strong drink, business interests out for profit, and cynics in general, adopted a more seasoned outlook. Summing up the bizarre record of an entire era, Metcalfe leaves no doubt as to the sodden result: “there were now more sources of liquor than ever before”(p.287).Although the basic story is well known, Whispering Wires provides substantial new material, derived from extensive research in court records, government archives, and private papers. Metcalfe focuses on his appealing anti-hero, Puget Sound bootlegger Roy Olmstead. Dismissed from the Seattle police force during one of the city’s manufactured election-year moral crusades,Olmsteadunderstoodtheimportance of geography. British Columbia was only a fast voyage away. Contacts and routes had long since been developed by criminal elements skilled in the smuggling of drugs and undocumented immigrants. Liquor remained a legal substance north of the Forty-ninth parallel. Exporters based inVancouver andVictoria had no qualms about selling whiskey for ultimate consumption south of the border. Olmstead’s particular contribution lay in the businesslike refinement of established commercial patterns. He made prime use of modern technology: the telephone,radio,andhigh-poweredspeedboats able to easily outrun the tubs preferred by the minions of the law. And he delivered only the highest quality whiskey, at competitive prices, to satisfied customers, including the Seattle Rainier Club and airplane manufacturer William E. Boeing. Olmsteadwasanew-stylecelebritycriminal, the product of a system in which a large portion of the population saw nothing wrong with the breaking of inconvenient statutes.“The dealer in illicit liquor,” writes Metcalfe, “inhabited a fixed abode,owned a comfortable,even a luxurious home, had a family, circulated in society, and in some cases belonged to the best clubs where he rubbed elbows with judges and politicians ”(p.7).Business was good,Olmstead and his confederates taking in, according to courtroom allegation,well over a hundred thousand dollars per month. In addition to being well supplied, customers were protected from the police, as the municipal Dry Squad occupied a leading place on the bootleg payroll. Close to being a respectable citizen, Olmstead certainly outclassed his antagonists in OHQ vol. 111, no. 1 federal legal circles. The thousands of newly appointed anti-liquor agents were, by some accident of legislative procedure, excluded from normal civil service rules. Washington Senator Wesley Jones — a figure of venerable seniority regularly referred to, in his own time and in this book,as“the Senator”— advocated prohibition while supping at the qualificationsbe -damned patronage trough.Thomas Revelle, his hand-picked U.S.Attorney on Puget Sound, was a former preacher turned minimally competent real estate lawyer. Roy Lyle, the regional prohibition director,secured recognition among F.B.I. investigators as “practically a mental moron.” Enforcement chief William Whitney, a previously disgraced local politico, manufactured evidence and manipulated witnesses . Protected from removal by Senator Jones,this hapless trio failed miserably...
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