Of ghost towns Orleans is the oldest — with the
shortest life. Orleans Precinct was organized about 1849, polling 27
votes that year. The voting place was the village of Orleans, and
prominent settlers in the precinct were John McCoy, Wm. McCoy and Dr.
Haley, who arrived about 1846 (174). Isaac Moore was proprietor of the
village. In 1848 he staked a 322 acre claim north of the
homesteads of the McCoy and Haley families. Across from him, on
the opposite bank of the Willamette River, rose the new town of
Marysville, laid out by Joseph C. Avery. Ambitious, Moore also
started a town in 1851, naming it Orleans. He built a terry and obtained
a license. Little is known about the first years of the town's
existence. It is surmised, because of casual mention and obscure
records, that in the middle 1850’s Isaac Moore sold a number of lots,
and that the town was laid out in at least 15 blocks and had a
"Main Street”. It seems to have thrived on the farming in
its immediate neighborhood, on the ferry, and through trading with the
surrounding country. By 1860 it was quite well known up and down the
river and it began to harbor aspiration to outgrow Corvallis. Then came
catastrophe. During the flood in the Willamette in 1861—62 it was
swept away. The Corvallis Times of Jan. 31, 1903, tells about it (178):
COMPARING FLOOD CONDITIONS OF 1902-02 WITH THOSE OF
1861-2.
“On last Sunday night might have been seen an
occasional lantern flicker on the opposite side of the river..
“On a Sunday night in the winter of ‘61—’82
it was otherwise. At that time on the east side of the river there was a
village of some pretensions to which had been given the name of Orleans
by the founder, Isaac Moore. Among its best known inhabitants were Isaac
Moore, Mr. and Mrs. Philip Phile, Mr. & Mrs. Joseph Gerhard, Mr.
& Mrs. Morgan Lillard, and a little beyond these resided the latter’s
father-in-law, Charles Mulkey. David Millhollen and family resided in
the house now owned and occupied by Mr. Butler, situated near the
Government jetty. All that Sunday night there was a shouting of men,
cries of distress from women, and firing of guns for help as the mad
waters created havoc in the town of Orleans and elsewhere. That was more
than forty years ago, but those now living who participated in the
scenes of that night in the little village speak of them with awe and
deep concern. They say that it was an awful time. Stock of every
description was all about, struggling for life in the angry flood, but
there was no time to waste on them. There were too many lives at stake.
The rush of waters came suddenly and unexpected, and none had taken any
precaution to guard against the danger. The first alarm was given by
parties who were awakened by drift logs striking against their houses.
Those in the greatest danger were moved to safer places in the village.
Joseph Gerhard and John Summer conveyed their wives, each with two small
children, to the former’s hay loft where they remained until the next
day. In the meantime these two gentlemen, Philip Phile, and others sore
kept busy with boats rescuing others.
“William Lewis and wife were young persons
who occupied a small dwelling in the village, and
they were determined to remain in their little home as long as
possible, hoping and praying that the waters would recede. Before they
took leave of the house, however, the wife was taken violently ill and,
as the rising waters dampened the straw mattress on which she lay, a
baby girl was born to the family. The necessity of her removal was
imperative and the mother and the child and the bed were placed in the
skiff. They were rowed to the residence of Mr. Moore and placed on the
second floor through an upper story window. When day finally dawned
mother and child were brought to Corvallis where they were able to
secure proper attention. As soon as possible after daylight all the
women and children of Orleans were conveyed to the west side of the
river.
"During the night and following morning several
houses were washed away on the east side, among which was the one owned
by Mr. Summer, whose family took refuge in the hay loft with Mrs.
Gerard; one belonging to Philip Phile which was afterward hauled back
and now forms a portion of the beach residence at the ferry. A building
which had been built for a brewery was also carried away. One result of
this flood was that it killed the aspirations of Orleans to become a
rival of the west-side town of Corvallis.”
In another column (178) there is this notice:
“The house of Jeptha Parrott on the site from which Phile’s house was
carried away in 1861—62 was washed away with two acres of land in 1902—03.”
Nothing worth mentioning is left of the ancient
aspiring town of Orleans. The precinct remains. The U. S. Census
for 1870 gives it 380 inhabitants.
In 1880 it was given 466 people, in 1940, 811.