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Show 228 through one of the better experiences of our lives thus far, been happy and were more strong. Welfare such as is available now would have ruined us. Likewise, we curbed our family without aid of either the pill or abortion. Donald was seven when Judith was born. The mines, which we had foresworn more than once, were our ladder out of the depression. When the price of gold went up an old mine fifteen miles south of Joseph, and almost straight up, opened up after having been a ghost town for nearly thirty years. This was the Annie Laurie, west of Marysvale, ten thousand feet elevation. W. A. Young, a mining engineer, had sat out the depression as caretaker there, going over the old company books. He discovered the leaks which had caused the low-grade ore mine to fail in 1907, to go into receivership to the Salt Lake Hardware Company which had owned mortgages for the machinery. Mr. Young convinced them that he could now make it pay. They cautiously allowed him to open it only as it would pay for itself. My husband was one of the first to be put to work there. All the machinery, now rusted, was still in place; the houses were there, although twisted out of shape from the years of heavy snow and wind, their doors flapping, their windows broken. Each man was allowed to choose the one he wanted, and soon fifty families were at work digging out homes from a ghost town. Ours was in a beautiful spot on a side-hill overlooking a deep gorge, at the bottom of which was a sparkling, plunging stream of clear water. It was set in aspen and pines, a three room lumber house with an attic. Before we could move in each room had to be cleared of |