Our Schoolhouse

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 07
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1975
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-26
Date Modified 2005-02-26
ID 325315
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Title Our Schoolhouse
Description If this particular Indian, in his silent meditation, had been able to look forward another decade or more, his bewilderment would have been beyond the power of description to view the first Iron Horse, as the loco-motive chugged up Salt Creek Canyon, into his valley, on iron rails that led to the new mines in Sanpete; and later when another Iron Horse moved down through the valley from the divide out of what is now Indianola. He would have marveled again and again when these Iron Horses moved heavy freignt in many cars, along iron rails, carrying the produce, coal, lumber, grain, wool, meat, livestock, dairy products and many other articles, fruits of the labors and industry of the hard-working, enterprising Pioneers. The Indian had always been accustomed to change-change in the weather, change in the seasons, change in hunting grounds, change through birth to life and from life to death-but change in transportation-this was beyond his power of understanding. His world had been more or less static for many generations. In his world, Indians traveled light and, because of this, there was no need for moving heavy freight. Now new neighbors had come to live in this valley and they were freight-minded creatures. Somehow, as he rode away from the cedar knoll, his mind must have been full of confusion, yet he realized another change had come to stay. OUR SCHOOLHOUSE Rose Mclff Sterling, Utah Non-Professional Division Honorable Mention #2 Essay The sound of our school bell will call nevermore But in our fond memories will toll as before. The doors behind which all of us met Are gone-save in our hearts where we open them yet. The Sterling Schoolhouse, built in 1898-99, meant a lot to us and to all who have resided here. A good deal of labor and sacrifice went into its brick and rock walls. This alone made it valuable. It was the place where unity had its beginning, where the people of a little settlement and a society started. With each generation its value has increased; for didn't your grandfather, your father, you, and your children go there for school, church, entertainment, and pieasure? It was a tie between generations, a monument, if you please, to the devotion, faith, and hope of those who built it ... a stake in the future. Each time it was marred was a hurt to those who wished to preserve it. Sterling was Sterling partly because of this old landmark. It added character, roots, and personality to our community. As you traveled along Highway 89, it was one of the first things you noticed. Now we all loved the chime of its bell. The belfry arch with its one spire pointing upward gave a feeling of rightness and strength. Forever we will miss the silhouette of this treasured landmark against the setting sun. Even the basement sprouted history as each custodian recorded the date -9-
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Identifier 018_Our Schoolhouse.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol. 7
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 325232
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