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Saturday Night Out

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 25
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1993
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s6nz85tx
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 324626
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6nz85tx

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Title Saturday Night Out
Description SATURDAY NIGHT OUT (Or Horses, Cement and Knees) Lois T. Kribs Non-Professional Second Place Anecdote I was eighteen the summer of 1910. It was Saturday. Some friends and I had rented a buggy from the Liveiy Stable to take our girls to a dance in Ephraim that night. 1 had been down to the farm all day cutting and raking hay. I was riding my old horse, Babe, hard to get home to take a bath and get cleaned up before the boys picked me up. I was almost home, the comer of Main and Union, when 1 saw the new sidewalks that had been laid. Just then my friends pulled up in the buggy and we talked of the new improvement. 1 walked Babe up on the new surface by the bank building. Babe had never walked on cement. I had never ridden a horse on cement. When I spuned her to go she made a lunge, but her feet went out from under her and we both went down with Babe on top of me. The boys got out of the buggy, took her reins, got Babe back on her feet and helped me into the buggy to ride the rest of the way home. My knee hurt, but 1 brushed the pain away in my hurry to get ready to pick up the girls and go dancing. When my friends brought me home my knee was swelled twice normal size and they had to carry me into the house. Funny, but it hadn't hurt too much all evening while the music was playing. 1 didn't sleep much the rest of the night. In the morning Mother called Doc Nelson to have a look at my knee. He said it was out of place. He had my 90 year old Grandpa Reid lay over my chest to hold me down, told me to hang on tight to the rungs of the brass headboard and gave me a cloth to grit my teeth on. He then took my leg in both hands and gave a "yank." My knee went back in its socket, but "oh the pain." 1 was on crutches for a while and had plenty of time to admire Manti's new cement sidewalks that summer, but I didn't ride Babe on that surface again. Source: Taped conversation with Edward K. Tooth, July 1976 (Bora July 8,1892 Manti, Utah) 23
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Identifier 037_Saturday Night Out.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 25
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324512
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6nz85tx/324512