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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 14
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1982
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 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 325496
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Title Twins
Description they Idolized, but he was a very sickly child and could not stay long on this earth: he died at the age of nine with a bad heart. The following story is presented to you from statements given to me-the author-by an Aunt Adelaide Sahlberg Thompson prior to her death on April 10, 1981. Our family was very poor. Our first home was a small log cabin, which was very inadequate. The children helped to get the house in order and a liveable state. Until this was completed, they would each take a blanket or quilt and retire at night in the old granary that was on the property, sleeping on a little mound of old grain. The mice were scampering all over the place, and occasionally we would sit up and watch a larger animal peering in at us, wondering just who had invaded his domain. My fondest memories and recollections were when we lived in this little log cabin with a dirt floor; we were restricted with our playing and running around the house, because the dust would cover everything, and in the evenings we were much too noisy. Dad would then sit around and play the harmonica, and we were to sit quietly by and tell him the name of the tune he played. Sometimes we could join in some family singing. The five girls had to earn their keep and help with the chores. Dad had cows and pigs on the farm, and we were to be the herders. We herded the animals in the day tine; it wasn't a very easy job-no fences, and the pigs would get so stubborn and hard to handle. Each night Dad or Mother would count them, and if they were not all accounted for, they would send us out to find the lost ones. While living on the flat we had to drive to Ferron for our flour and honey, as that was our main supply of food. The honey in Ferron was the best ever. On our way to Ferron in the wagon, we were suddenly alerted that all was not well. A strange barking noise reached our ears, and we scrambled to Dad for protection. Dad called the dog and it came to his side. He immediately put him into the wagon with us, just as a pack of coyotes (about 24 in all) started for the wagon. They ran around the wagon, trying to get one of us. They were starving and eager to get us and the dog. Dad gave a heavy hand to the whip; the horses sped away at a fast pace, and we were safe from the marauding animals that were in search of food. -16-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 14
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 325487
Reference URL