The Danes Flee for Their Lives

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 17
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1985
Type Text
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Language eng
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title The Danes Flee for Their Lives
Description protect them. Then he asked that everyone keep a watchful eye on the bushes and trees along the wayside„ The road to Nanti had been cleared of some of the brush and trees, and now the streams were frozen, making traveling a bit easier. However, a larger stream in what is now F.phraim had running water under the ice. Here they decided to camp for the night. Some of the men proceeded to build a bridge over the stream, while others gave food and water to the animals. A third group remained on guard. The women built camp fires and prepared food for the hungry group. The food consisted mainly of dried venison and frozen potatoes served from large skillets. The next morning a pale wintry sun crept over the nountain as they moved on toward Manti. Later in the day the sky became dark and snowflakes began to fall. It was then that the scouts discovered a band of Indians, on horseback, following the wagon train. Everyone was alerted but told not to make trouble unless the Indians made the first move. As the snow fell faster everyone's nerves became more tense. Only recently as they made the trip from Salt Lake, they had found a bodies mutilated. Soon the sound of the wagon wheels were swallowed up in the deepening snow and the occasional mooing of cows and the bleating of the sheep were all that could be heard. The faithful oxen pushed steadily onward, the wagon wheels turning, and turning. . . 3y four o'clock in the afternoon the snow was a foot deep, progress was slow and the caravan looked like a moving snowdrift. Then came the wind, like a giant eggbeater, whipping the storm into a fury. Some drivers thought they should stop before they lost their way. "Hello"! Hello!" came" the voices of men. A group had come from Manti to help them through the drifts. "The Lord be praised," cried Ruben, "our lives have been spared again." The words were repeated 31
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Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
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