Our Mom’s Life History

I was born March 16, 1893, the eldest of three chil­dren, Clement Robert and Kent Fred­eric were my broth­ers. As a sixth grader, I remem­ber Mabel Switzer, later Mabel Hamil­ton, teach­ing in the Avon grade school. Her room was just across the hall from mine. I lit­tle thought she would be my rel­a­tive by mar­riage from 1921 until past the time this is writ­ten. At 8, I started organ music lessons on an old organ, but after study­ing with Mrs. Dr. Pear­son for five years, I was advanced enough that I required a larger key­board for more dif­fi­cult music, so father pur­chased a Wing piano from New York City.

It was a beau­ti­ful instru­ment of curly cir­cass­ian wal­nut case with five-foot ped­als. One pro­duced gui­tar music while play­ing the piano keys, and another gave man­dolin music. The oth­ers were the ordi­nary soft ped­als and a sus­tain­ing pedal. I prac­ticed on this instru­ment for three more years and was ready for the pipe organ, when, my high school days were so filled with study­ing dur­ing the school years and I began to learn how to be a house­keeper dur­ing the sum­mers that my music stopped.

I played some for Sun­day school and church in Avon, then in Air­drie, later. Our neigh­bors in this vil­lage, Mrs. McIvor and Miss McNeill, pre­vailed on me play­ing the tre­ble part in piano duets with each of them in sev­eral con­certs through the years. When we left the fam­ily home, the retire­ment home was too small to have room for the large piano, so it was sold for $250, $13 more than its pur­chase price 54 years before, when it was new. The Cal­gary lady who bought it was quite thrilled with the beau­ti­ful case and the extra­or­di­nary per­for­mance of the piano. A few weeks after get­ting it, she told us she had played it so long the first evening she could hardly work the type­writer the next morn­ing at her work.

Five girls and two boys were in my Avon high school grad­u­at­ing class in 1911. While there I had com­peted in a declam­a­tory con­test and had won third with “The One Hun­dred and Oneth.” After­wards I gave it a Knox Col­lege to win sec­ond and again at Macomb Nor­mal, where I won first against nine oth­ers. I was awarded a $50 bur­sary by Knox Col­lege at Gales­burg, Ill., to help defray my expenses, so I enrolled there and attended for a year before decid­ing to become a teacher so entered the Macomb Nor­mal school in the fall term of 1912 and grad­u­ated at the end of the 1913 sum­mer term.

School days started again in five weeks as I started my teach­ing career in Viola, Ill., for $55 per month. The fol­low­ing 2 years I taught at Stephen, Min., then since my fam­ily had moved to Alberta, I taught at the foot of Lake McDon­ald, Glac­ier Nat’l Park, Apgar, Mont., for a year, then a year at Sand­point, Ida., before going to Rock Island, Ill., to teach Geog­ra­phy in the Franklin Depart­men­tal school for one and one half years.

Our chil­dren have made a shrine of the lit­tle red one roomed school in which I taught at Apgar. It is now being used as a drug store and beauty par­lor, but sev­eral have looked it up and are happy with the knowl­edge their mother occu­pied it for nine months as a teacher when it was a school, in fact our Romaine McLel­land, sec­ond daugh­ter, con­tacted Eddie Brew­ster, who claimed he went to school to a brown-eyed, brown haired lit­tle young woman, a Grace Mer­rill. He claimed his rec­ol­lec­tion of her was quite vivid, although I believe he was just start­ing to school and went for just a month until his par­ents moved away.

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