Transcribed from "An Illustrated History of The Big Bend Country, embracing
Lincoln, Douglas, Adams and Franklin counties, State of Washington",
published by Western Historical Publishing Co., 1904.
PHILIP HEIN is a farmer and stockman
residing seven miles east and two miles south of Davenport. He was
born in Bavaria, Germany, May 1, 1849. His parents were George and
Catherine Hein, the former dying in Germany and the latter in Wisconsin.
Mr. Hein has two brothers, William and Wenstlin, both living in Wisconsin.
In the spring of 1861 Mr. Hein with his mother
and brothers sailed from Bremen, Germany, for New York. They made
their home in New York for a few years, and while here our subject learned
the cabinet maker's trade. During the spring of 1866 he went to Sheboygan
county, Wisconsin, where he worked at his trade and farmed for a number
of years. In 1874 he went to Cheyenne and Laramie, Wyoming, and engaged
in the stock business. He came to San Francisco in 1879, and to Portland
soon afterward. In the autumn of 1879 he came to the Palouse country
and in the following spring to Lincoln county, where he located his present
home as a homestead.
On March 1, 1899, Mr. Hein was married to
Anna Proff, a native of Sheboygan county, Wisconsin, and daughter of Peter
and Catherine Proff, who were born in Germany. The Proff family came
to Oregon in 1874, and to Rosalia, Washington, in 1878, where the parents
are still living.
To Mr. and Mrs. Hein have been born three
children, Ralph W., Albert M., and an infant.
Immediately after coming to this country Mr.
Hein engaged in raising stock and improved his farm, which at that early
stage of the country entailed great hardship and labor. His means
were decidedly limited when he settled here, but he is now one of the substantial
and well-to-do farmers of the Big Bend. He has five hundred and thirty
acres of agricultural land, good buildings and improvements, including
a first class water system, and three acres of orchard. The old Seattle
& Lake Shore railroad cuts off one corner of his land.
The visitor to his farm must needs be impressed
with the thrift and courage of the man when he compares his present modern
and commodious residence with the primitive dugout in which he started