Reuben P. Boise - Oregon

Oregon

In 1850, Boise decided to move to the Oregon Territory. To get there, he traveled by ship to Panama and crossed the Isthmus of Panama to the Pacific Ocean. He took another ship, arriving in Astoria, Oregon, at the mouth of the Columbia River later that year. In the spring of 1851, he moved upriver to Portland and set up a law practice. In Portland, he served on the first school board. In 1851, Boise married Ellen Francis Lyon of Boston while in San Francisco, California. Boise had become engaged to her in Massachusetts, with her and her family sailing around Cape Horn to attend the wedding. Reuben and Ellen had three sons – Reuben P. Boise, Jr., Whitney L., and Fisher A. – before Ellen died in 1865.

Also in 1851, he was appointed by Oregon Supreme Court justice Orville C. Pratt as a district attorney. In 1852, he purchased some land in Polk County, Oregon, and renamed the community there Ellendale after his wife. In 1857, the Boise family moved to Salem, Oregon. In 1867, Boise married Miss Emily A. Pratt who hailed from Webster, Massachusetts. The couple had two daughters, Ellen S. and Marie E. Boise.

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