Pioneer Youth Meets Challenge

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 06
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1974
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s65x272x
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-26
Date Modified 2005-02-26
ID 324158
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s65x272x

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Title Pioneer Youth Meets Challenge
Description A ten-year old boy remembers one of these floods and describes the horror of it in these words: "My Daddy and older brother were out on our farm irrigating when we saw this cloud burst on top of the mountain. Daddy sensed that there might be a flood. He told us to hook up old Tillie, our old bay mare, to the buggy and we would go home early. As we neared town we could see people running in all directions and could hear the roar of the flood. We could smell ths sickening odor of flood mud. We learned that all the bridges had been washed out except one, which might not be safe to cross. There was a block and a half of mud and debris that had to be tra-veled before we reached this bridge. Since a few people had crossed the bridge on horses, Daddy decided to try it rather than not get home to Mamma. I grabbed Dad's arm and my brother held on to me. Added fear and uncertainty of our getting home safely was felt when Daddy looked over the dash board of the buggy and noticed the single-tree of the buggy was bending and said that he hoped the single-tree or some part of the harness didn't break before we got through the mud. I remember the horror that struck my heart as I silently asked myself what in the world would we do if it did break? How would we get through the mud, and get home? But, thank goodness, nothing broke. It was indeed a battle between material strength, animal endurance, and the forces of nature." "As we approached the bridge, a big boulder had been deposited in the middle of the road, and old Tillie needed extra urging to pass the big, smelly thing. When we were directly over the channel, I remember how horrified I was as I looked down into that seething, smelly, roIling mass of mud having the consistency of thick brown gravy. Although the peak of the flood had passed, we could still hear the bump of the boulders being carried by the force of the water and mud. Once safely across and out of the mud, old Tillie needed no urging to move forward, for she took off on a fast trot and we were soon home. Mamma was out in the road anxiously waiting for us and all were thankful that we were home safely. I remem-ber vividly that feeling of security as we sat down to supper of salt pork, potatoes and gravy, and fresh vegetables from our garden, with applesauce for dessert." When these forces of nature get turned loose there seems to be no limit to the possible destruction. They are no respecter of persons, nor do these forces seem to regard life as sacred. Animals that were in the path of the flood were swept away. And yes, one person lost his life in a flood that swept down Pleasant Creek. He and friends were watching the flood and the flood increased suddenly in volume. He slipped and fell in and was carried to his death. His body was later found three miles down stream clad only with one shoe. The principle of cause and effect is an ever-present item to deal with. What caused these floods? What caused so much mud, rocks, and timber to be dislodged in the mountains and deposited in the valley? Could it be prevented or the extent of damages be lessened? With the loss of one man's life, these questions were now being energetically investigated. With the abundance of luscious grass on the mountain ranges and with the bumper hay crops being harvested in the valley for winter feed, expansion of the livestock industry was inevitable. The coming of the railroad facilitated importing more livestock. By 1893, it is on record that there were five hundred thousand head of sheep and cattle in Sanpete county, and most of these had their summer range on the east mountains and had over-grazed the mountain range. This, then, had -8-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 6
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324136
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s65x272x/324136