The Flood - or When all Hell was Turned Loose

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 11
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1979
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title The Flood - or When all Hell was Turned Loose
Description "As we drove up 3rd North, we learned chat the bridge by Tobe's was Che only bridge left and that a few people had gone over it. The road for about one block from the bridge was covered with thick mud, ranging from six inches to a foot deep. I grabbed Daddy's ana again and Vernon held on Co me as Daddy urged old Tiille through As we approached nearer the bridge , a oig boulder had been deposited in the middle of the road and Tillie needed extra urging to pass Che big smelly thing. When we were directly over the channel, 1 remember how horrified I was ag I looked down into that seeching, smelly mass of mud, having the consistency of thick, brown, boiling gravy. Although by now the peak of the flood had passed, we could still bear the bump, bump, bump of Che boulders being carried by the force of the heavy wacer." "Even old Tillie was glad Co get across the bridge* for she lost no time getting us home. I remember how glad T was to see Mamma. She was out in the road waiting for us. She was wiping her eyes with the corner of her apron. I remember that night the feeling of security as we safely sat down to a supper of salt pork, potatoes and gravy, and fresh vegetables from our garden, with "After supper Vernon remarked that Daddy surely did set the water for the night awfully quick. Daddy explained that he was worried. He said he was sure when he saw that cloud burst on top of the mountain that there vould bB another flood like the big flood he mentioned out Co the farm that he had witnessed when he was eighteen years old In the summer of 1893. He said he and his mother and sisters and a brother were on their little homestead cloud burst. Soon they could hear a flood coming down the canyon. jumped onto his horse and raced to tovn and warned the people that a flood was coning. Daddy then said the rest of the family climbed the hill where the Mt. Pleasant electric power plant now stands and watched the flood cone out of the canyon. He said it was like a vail of water and mud twenty feet high rushing forward with a deafening roar. Everything in Its path was taken with it. Large trees were simply uprooced and tossed end over end down scream. Huge boulders, some as big as a room, were moved and left down on the farm land below. So great and terrible was this flood that whenever anything Is mentioned or anything happens that reminds hln of this experience, it strikes horror into his heart and a sickening sensation in his stomach." "As ue were talking, a neighbor cane and excitedly asked, 'Have you heard the terrible news? Lewis Oldham lost his life in the flood. They don't know where his body is.' Our neighbor then explained how she had heard it had happened. According to George Rosenberg (Petersen), he and his wife were visiting the Oldban family, whose home is about one mile out of the mouth of Pleasant Creek Canyon. When Che first sounds of the flood reached their ears, they -80-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol. 11
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 323177
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