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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
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Title Twins
Description We went to school some miles away, which was located over a very long hill. It was a one-room Schoolhouse for all grades. The teacher, Mrs. Cook, cane from Ferron, which was about six miles away. She rode to school in a very pretty buggy. The town of Ferron was to the west of our home, and a little town of Molen was to the north. These were the days of the Wild Wests the outlaws Butch Cassidy and his wild bunch traveled day and night past our home. We would see these men on horseback ride past after they had been robbing ranchers, taking guns, ransacking homes, banks, stores and whomever they might meet on the way. Our home was on the path to their hiding places. Robbers' Roost was their favorite hiding spot at that time. We felt very fortunate that they never bothered us, but we were very fright-ened because they had many guns. My Mother's brother, Will Sandstrom, and Orson Justesen were sheep herders. One day they found a stash of guns the robbers had stolen and hidden. They brought them to our home. We hid the guns in our house beneath the dirt with some boards over them. My Mother and Father were frightened as much as we were-fearful the robbers might find the guns were gone, and come looking for them. Dad sold the farm, as the weather and water were wash-ing the ground away. Many ravines were developing and it was no longer profitable for farming. Wr moved to Ferron and lived in a dugout under a moun-tain edge until we could find a house. We eventually found a house, the first real house we had to call our own. It was the first house as we entered the town of Ferron. In later years I had the opportunity to go back and see the house we had once lived in. There was a family living there, an older couple. We stopped, visited with then and had a good time reminiscing about the old days. We were very poor and Mother made carpets. I was next to the oldest of the children and I was needed to help with all phases of work in the house and on the farm. Mother did a lot of canning. She would card wool, and make yarn on the spinning wheel. She made all our stockings and underclothes. Boy, did they scratch! (Itch-itch--ltch--all the time.) After several washings the underclothes would soften. -18-
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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 325489
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