1 came from Idaho to Raymond with my parents in 1902.
Ellison (Ed) came from his hometown, Brooklyn, N.Y. to Canada in 1907. We were married in 1909 and lived in Raymond until 1914 when we moved to the homestead country in Twin River. We had two small children, the eldest a boy, and a little girl.
My brothers Roy and Orsen Anderson had taken homesteads joining ours so it wasn't quite so lonesome for us, but still I felt we had moved to the edge of the world. I was homesick for my parents, brothers, sisters, and friends. However, I was willing to go through many things if it would help us get ahead. Ed had lived in a big clty all his life and longed to get out in the country on a farm, so we had a go at it.
In about two years time another son came to live with us. So now my duties were increasing. Raising babies, chickens and turkeys was a full time job. But that wasn't all, making butter, and cooking for three men kept me busy. I must say our lives weren't all hard work and no play.
In summer we sailed our little boat that Ed had made on a small lake near the house. We had some good saddle horses and a one horse buggy and took many pleasant rides around the country. In the winter time the lakes made good skating rinks for us, and our sleigh was put to good use.
We lived on Roy's place for three summers. He had built a nice little two roomed house which had a full basement, but it didn't give us much room. The brothers slept in a camp wagon. They spent only the summers on the homestead. Twelve miles south of Raymond Roy had a fine farm which demanded most of his time so he only spent one summer on his homestead. Orson farmed the land for him.
It was while we were living on Roy's place we had an experience that almost decided me to leave the farm forever. One beautiful Sunday afternoon we took the children for a buggy ride. After an hour or so we returned home. As we neared the house we heard an awful commotion and in a flash we knew what it was. Someone had failed to close the gate to the hog wire fence which surrounded the house and garden, and the pigs had wandered in.
We rushed in to the house to find a mother and eight of her offspring having Sunday dinner on the kitchen floor. They had ripped open a hundred pound sack of white flour, a fifty pound sack of brown flour, and a sack of germade. Then to make the meal more tasty, they had added a five gallon can of milk. It was every pig for himself and the fighting and squealing that was taking place was evidence that each was determined to get his full share. Words can't describe the awful sight, and as if that wasn't enough, several more half grown swine had found and tipped over a four gallon freezer of ice cream which we had put out in the machine shop. Well, needless to say, we spent the rest of the day and part of the night cleaning up the mess. I have had no use for a pig since then.
As time went on we had many ups and downs but all in all we spent six happy years on our first farm. Another little girl was born to us. The summer after she was born we bought a piece of land joining ours which had a three roomed house, barn, and chicken coops etc.. So we moved onto this place. The boys dug a wonderful well which was only twenty feet deep but supplied unlimited soft water. My brother, Roy, had quite a herd of cattle and we had a small herd, so this well was a boon to us. Roy and Ed installed a pump and windmill on the well. I wonder if the cement water tank is still there!
Our nearest neighbors were the Yates brothers and their wives. The Alma Carter family lived about three miles away. The people were so far apart we didn't get together very often. A few picnics and country dances made for some amusement once in a while. I remember the Indians from Montana used to come over for some of the dances. Ed was Justice of the Peace while on the homestead.
In 1919 we felt we must move to town so our two eldest children could attend school. We moved to Raymond and built a home. Ed farmed for two summers, but dry years and hail in this part of the country decided us to turn to something else for a living. The town of Raymond was needing a Chief of Police. Ed applied for the job, and served seventeen years. He retired due to ill health. He passed away on November 13, 1952, after a lengthy illness.
We were blessed with four more children after coming back to Raymond, three girls and a boy. They are all married and have families of their own.
Brother Roy also married and had two children, a boy and a girl. Roy's wife is still living but is an invalid in a hospital. Roy passed away here on April 6, 1961 at the age of eighty-five.
Orson is married and they have three girls.
I am living alone in Raymond. None of our children live here. They are scattered almost from coast to coast.
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