Introduction

No descrip­tive doc­u­ments can be inter­est­ing with­out intro­duc­tory pre­am­ble to take the minds of the read­ers back to the life expe­ri­ences of long [ago] before the actual per­sonal his­to­ries are pre­sented. Facts about our ances­tors, who lived before and dur­ing the 1800’s, are shrouded and dim in some instances as very lit­tle was thought of keep­ing records of fam­i­lies in the hus­tle and bus­tle of set­tling in new homes far dis­tant from the old ones.

Lit­tle bits of mouth-to-mouth infor­ma­tion have to be taken as author­i­ta­tive and pieced together, but it is amaz­ing what beau­ti­ful sto­ries can be woven if a series of events are put together. We watch tele­vi­sion in our enlight­ened age of enter­tain­ment and lit­tle real­ize the por­trayal before our eyes is actu­ally the pic­ture of events, which took place on the trips our grand­par­ents, expe­ri­enced in the search for new coun­try in which to settle.

Cer­tainly the parts are played by pro­fes­sional actors and actresses, but if one can imag­ine enough that the faces of one’s own ances­tors are put on the shoul­ders of those whom we see, we have a decided per­sonal touch as though we are look­ing at our own flesh and blood of a hun­dred years or more in the past and can share lib­er­ally in all of the dif­fi­cult sit­u­a­tions as well as the joys which came to those who were respon­si­ble for us in our present environments.

Long trains of wag­ons, fol­lowed by walk­ing live­stock, wound their ardu­ous ways through tim­ber and brush, around hills, across rivers and creeks bump­ing over rocks and fallen logs, just as the TV actors play it out to the last details of voice inflec­tions and facial expres­sions, as each small bit of land­scape before them with its prob­lems. In our poor esti­ma­tions those who wear beards and han­dle­bar mus­taches above old-fashioned cloth­ing for men and long, volu­mi­nous skirts and high shoes for women to fit the age they are pic­tur­ing, should be given the high­est awards of “Show Biz” as they are record­ing the events which led up to our own lives.

No one wants to return to the days when the head of the house­hold saw his help­mate and off­spring safely tucked into bed under pounds of blan­kets and spreads, before the soli­tary can­dle was pinched out between his thumb and fore­fin­ger, then he made a hur­ried dash to him­self roll under the blan­kets to keep warm and sleep to the break of day by the heat of their bod­ies, when he arose, shiv­er­ing, and started roar­ing fires to warm the house to liv­able tem­per­a­tures again. Many times a sleeper’s hair would be frozen to the pil­low by the ice formed from the sleeper’s breath, the tea ket­tle would have to be thawed and break­fast meat, which had been sliced the pre­vi­ous evening, was thawed and cooked in one operation.

Loaves of bread were thawed in a steamer and the chil­dren shiv­ered as they ate break­fast. If a house had a liv­ing room in addi­tion to the kitchen and bed­rooms, a heat­ing stove was also started with small split sticks, then chunks were placed on the red-hot coals to burn more slowly and hold the heat. These stoves were four to five feet long and three feet high with a front door for feed­ing in the wood and rak­ing ashes through as was needed. Many had a flat, round lid on the top for a ket­tle or pot in which food could be cooked if the weather was cold enough to “keep the room stove going hard.”

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