| Show they 1dolized but he wasvery sickly child and could not stay long on this earth he died at the age of nine withtad 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 fanily was very poor Our first home wassmall log cabin which was very inadequate The children helped to get the house in order andliveable state Until this was completed they would each takeblanket or quilt and retire at night in the old granary that was on the property sleeping on1ittle mound of old grain The mice were scanpering all over the place and occasionally we would sit up and watchlarger 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 withdirt 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 t00 noisy Dad would then sit around ard 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 and hard We herded the animals in the day or Mother time it wasnvery easy job--no ferces and the pigs would get so stubborn to handle Each night Dad 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 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 aspack 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 gaveheavy hand to the whip the horses sped away atfast pace and we were safe from the marauding animals that were in search of food |
