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Drop this Dry Log on those Embers

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 21
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1989
Type Text
Format application/pdf
Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s6cf9n7t
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 325980
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6cf9n7t

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Title Drop this Dry Log on those Embers
Description mixed with sweat and hair and alfalfa leaves and dirt. Her hurt feelings poured out. "I hate this work. Hate dressing like a boy. Hate working like a man. Hate living on this stupid old farm. Hate this barn, this hay. Hate this summer. All there is, is work. Why can't I be like my sisters and stay in the house and sew and cook and not sweat and not itch. When I grow up I'm leavin1 this place and I'm never comin1 back. Mever. You wait and see. Never," Later that night Erma and her dad rode on the wagon heading for the mountain* She lay comfortably on the plump patchwork quilt gazing overhead at the brightly twinkling stars in the clear black sky. The night air snelled clean and cool. Clop, clop, clop of the horses feet gently jostled them along. The whole universe was at peace. Erma smiled and relaxed deeper into the quilt. She said, "I love this beautiful country. I'm the luckiest person alive." HONORABLE MENTION SHORT STORY DROP THIS DRY LOG ON THOSE EMBERS Lois Ivory Hansen 144B South 1700 Sast Salt Lake City, Utah 84108 There was a chill in the air. On a sharp peninsula jutting out from the steep canyon road, two men prepared a shelter for themselves and an injured companion. Chips were raked together to reinforce the flickering flames of the campfire. The storm had calmed and just a drizzle of rain was falling. Although the crackling thunder had ceased, lightning flashes frequently illuminated the evening sky. "Drop this dry log on those embers." "Brother Mower, you lift his head and I'll put this sweater roll under it. Oh, be careful-the pain must be extremely bad." "Maybe I should have fx>ne for help, but then, I 60
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Identifier 074_Drop this Dry Log on those Embers.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 21
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 325892
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6cf9n7t/325892