Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1937-02-25
Saskatche Wan
Bush Farm Ahead

Pierceland, Sask., Canada. The
CIRCUITS will be remembered by
many in the Bruno community.
Her letter follows:
We were living at Carmichael, not
on Easy street, oh, no! We knew our
move was to be next. to the woods
we'd have to 20. So we rugged us
up a wagon. plenty pretty you would
say, if you'd only seen our layout
leave our old home town that day.
There were just two families of us,
with an English Lad to boot, who
dared to make that journey. which
was mostly made on foot. Our horses
were so skinny all the people flOcked
to gaze, and give us a hearty hand
clasp as we left our friends that day.
Our first night we parked at Verlo,
pulled up at Pa Smiths door; they
gave us a nice hot supper and made
us stay for more. The twins then
sang a song or two. but Hap" ne'er
came to play. We waited up till
nearly morn, and had to leave next
day.
Grandma's house was our next
stop: we got there just at noon, had
swell big dinner there, but had to
leave too soon. We left the house
at p. m. When we were on our way,
we knew the last gOOd-byeS were
said to our prairie friends that day.
The trip we had was simply grand;
none will envy us. we knew, when
they read these lines and realize what
a trip is in the snow, with covered
wagon, two-horse power, chickens on
the back. The four men marched
along behind for fear our power
would slack.
If you think it didn't, think again!
When we struck the gumbO roads we
had to stop at 3 o'clock, or otherwise
unload. 1t was then that we decided
our truck wagon was the bunk; a
farmer thought it just the rig to haul
around his junk.
Potatoes Like Rocks.
So then the change must be made.
1t was showing like the deuce. We
had to throw our load all out; to try
to lift it was no use. Bedding all got
snowy, potatoes frOze like rocks, we
yet have something of our trip-grey
hair and jumpy thoughts.
October eighth, the snowy hills
slowly came in sight. Presently we
started down the South Sask. river
to our right. We were moving along
quite slowly, for it was getting dark,
when we could see the ferry, 1t was
another mile parked
Then we made camp for the eve
ming, and maybe we weren't glad.
There on the banks Of the South Sas-
katchewan were the very first bushes
we had. The men with their axes got
busy, all were merry and bright. We
knew the next day to be Sunday, SO
a rest for our horses was right.
But. alas! on Monday morning
when at daybreak we arose, two
inches of snow had covered the
ground, horses and us nearly frOze.
We must climb those hills on the
north bank, hurry and get on the
go; winter was overtaking us fast,
VIC lliNC DCCH SOlHS 81 SlOW
That afternoon at p. m. the road
became like dough, the horses feet
like wash tubs; of course we couldn't
go. A farmer lived there very near,
who invited us to come into his
house that very night and made us
quite at home.
Horse Gets New Shoe.
The next of any Importance was
where we stopped for the news; Ker-
robert, the name of the city, and
Sparky Laird's horse got new shoes.
We ate at the city's stockyard, then
again we were on our way. The roads
were fine again by now, and it is a
lovely day.
Saturday didn't prove so coed,
showed again that day. Camped at a
rancher's home that night with Unity
ten miles away. Monday we camped
for dinner along beside the road, Sim
mons came to make a call; he GER
tainly was good.
Brought us vegetables, milk and
salad, eggs, oats and wood We
SuHpCu az Aldlt tIldI SNSlllIlS, tLcy
were every bit as good; kettle of
soup and meat loaf, all steaming hot,
and, say, their radio after that supper
was the end of one perfect day.
Now we're to Lee Park ferry, crossed
the North Saskatchewan fine, crawled
on north at snails pace; never lost
any more time until after we'd left
Frog Lake behind and the pine trees
came in sight, Mrs. Laird thought
them her homestead, so started out
then to hike.
She kept the road to those pine
trees, while we turned off to our right
on a road which wound through the
bushes. 1t was nearly night when
Jim called back to our guardsman and
plainly stated the fact, I'll have to
look up my family" So, faint-hearted,
he started back.
And soon the lost ones reported"
We were again on our way. We had
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