From Kitsap County Herald, Friday, 15th of October 1920


Within the scenic horse-shoe bend called Joe Hammond Bay, on Hood Canal, stands an old two-story frame building, an empty dwelling. The county road rudely pushed its way close the front door and left the entrance below the street level. The windows have proven a temptation to some youngster who played on the opposite side of road where the beach offered numerous stones of the right size and shape to throw. A grape vine has climbed do the second story, unchecked by pruning shears, and huge rose bushes offer a varied confusion of blossom all summer. In the rear of the old house are some grand old holly trees. In the winter, their brilliant green foliage and scarlet berries call forth many exclamations of appreciation. This is the old home of Robert Wyatt, one of the first settlers on Hood Canal, and our town received its name from Robert Wyatt because of the fine old holly trees surrounding his home.

The youngest son of Robert Wyatt, Arthur Wyatt, owns the old home now, but owing to the fact that the old house is rather shaky, Arthur Wyatt, his wife and two small sons live in a cozy temporary cabin south of the old house. A Dorothy Perkins climber almost hides the roof of the snug abode. Many a weary traveler has been refreshed by a cold drink from the clear creek that runs beside the cabin. Arthur Wyatt farms on a small scale and has recently bought an interest in the Holly general merchandise store and post office.

(Arthur’s brothers,) Ralph Wyatt Jr. and Rob Wyatt are successful poultry men. They live on the hill overlooking the bay. Two other prosperous poultry men live in the valley – Wm. Hole and Wilfred Hole. This valley is a fertile farming district. Dan Buchanan and family have recently moved into the valley where Mr. Buchanan expects to farm on a much larger scale than was possible on the 14 acre hillside farm overlooking the canal. However, this hillside home has been bought by an artist from Seattle, Mrs. Adessia Yarborough, and is proving quite satisfactory, as the view afforded of the canal offers unlimited inspiration.

Just at the entrance to the valley, and approached by means of a rustic bridge over a rushing gurgling brook, are the grounds and fine old dwelling of Mrs. Andrews. Mrs. Andrews’ mother is with her at present. Later in the season they intend to go south.

Joe Hammond Bay is never empty. This is the home of the launches that carry the mail – the Ladona and the Discoverer. Lewis Pfundt’s Vigilant, which goes north fishing each year, is often at anchors; and also, the Rambler, a superb fishing boat owned by F. Pfundt and his son Albert.

Then there are the shrimping boats of I.E. Stever and his sons, F.C. Stever and G.M. Stever.

Albert is a wide-awake citizen of Holly. We owe our county road to his untiring efforts. Now he has bought an interest in the dock, store and post office, and today the pile driver was busy pulling out old rotten piles and replacing them with new ones. The Albert Pfundt home is on the south side of the bay. It is an attractive two-story modern dwelling. A small cottage is nestled among the trees near the beach and in this Mr. and Mrs. L.M. Erickson live. He is a retired carpenter and a boyhood friend of the Pfundts.

The modern home built by S. Aardal has been sold to Frank Millar. The people of Holly wish to welcome Mr. Millar and wife and babies to our town. We hear Mr. Millar is a poultry man. We wish to assure him of success; as others among us have made well.

The sewing circle met at Hollywood, with Mrs. Arthur Wyatt. Despite the rain, there were seven ladies present. Any lady living in Holly is eligible for membership. One of the unwritten rules of our club has been that the hostess shall serve only one article and tea or coffee. We were agreeably surprised when Laura Wyatt served a dainty baked apple concoction, cinnamon cake, and coffee. As the ladies worked on the contents of their various sewing bags, the conversation naturally drifted to the departure of Fred Wyatt and family. We all expressed our regrets at losing them and hoped they would find their new home all they anticipated. In the midst of this conversation who should arrive but Mr. Fred Wyatt’s married daughter, Violet Keller. She had returned to Holly on a launch after some belongings that were forgotten in the rush of moving. She assured us all that they were quite comfortably established. They were locating about two miles beyond Potlatch. Mr. S. Aardal and Fred Wyatt intend to build a dock and store there.

The Baptist Sunday School meets at the school house at 10:30 a.m. each Sunday. All are invited to attend.

Those interested in Christian Science are requested to meet at Miss Websters’ at 11 a.m. Sunday for the lesson.

This is about all from Holly but you can expect to hear from us often, now. A town of 75 inhabitants should furnish quite a little interesting reading, and the correspondent for Holly will do the best possible. And now I bid you good afternoon.

-A.H.Y. (may be Adessia Hooker Yarborough)