Wakara

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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
Format image/jpeg
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 Wakara
Description Settlements growing like mushrooms, these same people struggling to dig a deeper and deeper cavity after the eluding vein of coal. The quietness of the scene blown apart by people, then machines, and society. He cringed with a shiver of a cold gust of wind and a fear for the future. But the peak of his very most vivimagination could not comprehend the com-pleteness of the future lying ahead. Perhaps holding his love for the valley close to his heart as he did, he was able to see the long ribbons of asphalt highway that criss-cross the valley now and the speeding mechanical automobiles spewing fumes into the air, clanging machines, boiling factories, railways, and towns. Perhaps if in his vision he could have seen what that lump would surely do, he would have gone in search of a springing deer. But instead, the lone mud puddle in the whole length of Main Street, Fort Ephraim, was blown apart by a set of care- less wagon wheels. WAKARA Melinda Anderson Roth Cambridge, Massachusetts Honorable Mention Short Story "Please let me go. Ma," Ben pleaded. "None of the other boys have to stay in town. I've been taking good care of the cattle all spring. Why does George get to go now? He'll have all the adventure and I'll be stuck here where nothing ever happens." "No, Ben," Sister Anderson answered. "You have been a big help watching the cattle, but today I need a man around to help me patch the adobe. It's been crack-ing and we shouldn't have any more frost until fall. George hurt his hand so he can't help in the fields for a few days and he can't help me carry adobe so he can watch the cattle while you help me here. It won't be so bad. Even womenfolk can be interesting if you give them a chance." "I could go with George and then we could take them clear up to the east bench where the grass is really long," Ben suggested eagerly. Sister Anderson sighed and pushed the always unmanageable lock of hair from his forehead. She knew how much this younger son wanted to be a man. He was proud of his responsibility of taking care of the family cows. They only had five rather poor ones but they needed them and couldn't afford to have the Indians drive them away. Ben had done a good job but she really needed him at home today. "I'm sorry, Ben. I really need you today. George will have to go alone. I think he should stay close to town anyway. I don't like it when you boys wander too far. Brother Brigham has told us not to tempt the Indians by traveling too far from town alone." "All right, Ma. I'll stay," Ben said with a sigh. "Let me go and tell George. He's already outside getting ready to leave." -40-
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Identifier 050_Wakara.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 6
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324147
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s65x272x/324147