The Runaway

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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
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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 325980
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Title The Runaway
Description SECOND PLACE PERSONAL RECOLLECTION TI2 RUMAUAY Virginia K. Nielson 351 north Main Box 33-7 Ephrain, Utah 84627 Among my memories I recall an unforgettable spring day soon after I had turned eighteen years of age. This was a Sunday, usually a day of attending church meetings and relaxing from the arduous duties of herding and caring for our sheep and from the work on the farm. This particular day was not of this pattern; it evolved into one where the most frightening event of my life occurred. Early in the morning my father said, "Glen, go over west and move the sheep camp." Then he gave me further instructions. I loved and respected him so did not question his request, even though I felt reluctant to interrupt this one day of freedom. To appease my feelings and make the assignment aore enjoyable, I asked a friend, Say Jensen, to accompany me. He willingly accepted the invitation and helped me hitch the horses, Dolly and Pete, onto the box wagon. V/e drove over west to the caap, which was down on "The Flat" near "The '.tells." Father wanted the outfit moved nearer the hills by "Dream Hine." My brother, Bail, and a friend, Jack Larsen, were working on the farm and joined us when we arrived. V/e hitched the horses to the camp wagon, clambered aboard, and proceeded to move the camp to its new location. I was the driver. One of our bridles didn't have a throat latch and somehow this vas put on Pete. It was probably pinching his neck and, as we approached the hills, he began to shake his head up and down until he threw the bridle completely off his he?d. Both horses "became quite restless and began to walk rapidly. I immediately realized I would have no control over the team if they should run. I tried to be calm as I said, "Whoa!" then repeated the order several tines. The horse3 slowed down a little when Gay abruptly jumped up and shouted, "What's wrong?" The startled horses made a lunge for- 31
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 21
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 325957
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