So Be It

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 08
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1976
Type Text
Format application/pdf
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 325605
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Title So Be It
Description I courted several young ladies before I chose the one I would ask to be my wife. I tried to impress all of them; I guess you would call it "showing off," when I drove my oxen down the street popping my oxwhip over them. This was my signal to the girls that I was coming. Dave was white with an occasional roan hair, and Ben was white with liver-colored spots. They were the leaders. The wheelers were big heavy fellers called Rock and Darb. I could hit a spot two inches in diameter anywhere, and I always demonstrated for my willing audience. After I had selected Mary Ellen, my problem was to inform the other girls of my decision. There was to be a dance on April 20, 1857. How, you ask, do I remember that particular dance on that particular date? I purposely did not ask anyone to attend it with me, hoping that I could break my news quietly as I danced with each girl. Lucy Allen would be the most difficult. She had thrown herself at me, on occasion, and had caused me some embarrassment. For that reason I invited her to walk outside when it was time for intermission. As we walked West on Union Street, Lucy said, "Fred, I've decided to go up North this summer to work." She held her breeth, glanced briefly out of the corner of her eye to see what effect her statement made, then went on, "unless something happens to keep me here." As we came to the creek bridge, I picked up a stone and threw it into the water below. Lucy talked on. "Aunt Mary says there are a few housekeeping positions available. Brother Tanner's wife died of childbed fever, and he needs someone to care for the three older children." Her voice trailed off ... As I was looking down into the creek, I felt her weight shift away from the bridge railing and wondered at her silence. Then I saw Bishop Snow approaching. Warren S. Snow presided over all the settlements in Sanpete Valley as Bishop from 1853 to 1859. In 1857 he was promoted to Major in the Utah Militia, so to me he was a man who wore several hats. As he came toward us, he said, ''Well, well, young lovers taking advantage of this moon, huh? Can't say I blame you. If I wasn't already attached I'd be doing it myself." He chuckled, -27-
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Identifier 037_So Be It.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 8
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2021-05-06
ID 325565
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