Part 2 (1/2)

I was out to dinner with Mr Scofield and his ho came in '49 It was dark and stormy Mrs Scofield was first taken home and then Mr

Scofield started for our home We soon found ere lost and drove aimlessly around for some time We came to a rail fence I said ”Perhaps I can find the way” I examined this fence carefully and saw that one of the posts was broken, then said to Mr Scofield, ”I know just where we are now I noticed this broken post when I was going toSunday”

I soon piloted the expedition ho with Mrs Riggs and Mrs

Huggins on the steps of the St Louis house The Gideon Ponds were then living in vacant rooms that anyone could occupy in this old hotel

Little three year old Edward Pond was standing with us He and the little Riggs boy had new straw hats that we had bought of the sutler at the Fort The wind blew his hat off suddenly We did not see where it went but we did hear hirass

Mrs Riggs took her little boy and stood him in the same place and we all watched When the wind blew his hat off here it had blown and sure enough, there lay the other little hat too The Indians standing around laughed long and loud at this strategy

Captain Stephen Hanks--1844, Ninety-four years old

Captain Hanks, now in his ninety-fifth year, hale, hearty, a great joker and droll storyteller, as an own cousin of Abraha of 1840, when a youth, I came north frohty cattle, for the lumberjacks in the woods north of St Croix Falls We ca roads already made In the thick woods near the Chippewa Falls, I found an elk's antlers that were the finest I ever saas six feet, and holding theht The spread was about the sahts and I never enjoyed ame was so delicious

In our drove of cattle was a coith a young calf When we came to a wide river, ao We tried every way that we knew of to ht ould let it come over when it was ready We rested there two days The oing to start, just as it was getting light, she broke away and swam the river

The calf ran to meet her but the mother just stood in the water and mooed All at once, the calf took to the water and sith the mother to the other side where it ht I had never seen any aniot to St Croix Falls, I thought it was a metropolis, for it was quite a little town I was back and forth across the river on the Minnesota side too In 1843, I helped cut the logs, saw them, and later raft thes to go down the St Croix river Luone before Our mill had five saws--four frame and one ood raftset a raft over the Falls It took four St Croix rafts to ot sixteen dollars aon a raft I was raised to twenty after a while and to two dollars a day when I could take charge

In 1844 we had been up in the woods logging all winter on the Snake River The logs were all in Cross Lake in the boo for a rain to carry them down to the boom at St Croix There was a tremendous amount of them, for the season before, the water had been so low that it was iet many out and we had an unusual supply just cut One day in May, there was a regular cloudburst We had been late in getting out the logs as the season was late The Snake River over-ran its banks and the lake filled so full that the boo, headed straight for the Gulf of Mexico

They swept everything clean at the Falls Took the millrace even The mill was pretty well broken up too We found so and some floated in the lake We recovered over half of them We built a boom just where Stillwater is today, in still water Joe Brown had a little house about a s, and the mill at St Croix was useless McCusick made a canal from a lake in back and built alittle village I moved there myself one of the first

I used to take rafts of lu back a boat for soht up was the Amulet in 1846 She had no deck, was open just like a row boat She had a stern wheel

In 1848, Wisconsin Territory was to be made a State The people there wanted to take all the land into the new state that was east of the Rum River We fellows in Stillwater and St Paul wanted a territory of our own As ere the only te wanted the capitol of the new territory for one and the penitentiary for the other In the Spring--in May, I think, I knoas so cold that we slept in heavy blankets, the men from St Paul sent for us and about forty of us felloent over We slept that night in a little hotel on one of the lower bluffs

It was a long building with a door in the middle We slept on the floor, rolled up in blankets The next day, we talked over the questions before ainst the boundary as proposed and have a new territory and that St Paul should have the capital and we the penitentiary This decision was ratified at the convention in Stillwater, the last of August 1848

The hottest ti the Galena froe for the season, aet to St Paul first that year I was up at Lake Pepin a week before the ice went out, waiting for that three foot ice to go

It was dreadful aggravating There was an open channel kind of along one edge and the ice seeht back of it There were twenty boats all waiting there in Bogus Bay Ienough for my boat and she set in there cozy as could be I anchored her to the ice too The Nelson, a big boat froo, mostly of hardware--nails pretty much There were several steamers that had come from down the Ohio When the ice shut in, it cut the ”Arcola” in two just as if it was a pair of shears and she a paper boat She sank at once It shoved the ”Falls of St Anthony” a good sized steaerheads The ”Pioneer” sank It broke the wheels of the ”Nelson” and another boat and put the, then steale”

locked us at the head of the lake and held on I was at the wheel When we cah the bar I had found it when I was rafting so I knew they did not know about it That little advantage gained the day for us As it e burned several barrels of resin and took every chance of ot to St Paul at two o'clock in thetar barrel fire We could plainly see ”Kaposia” six miles away

Christmas the company sent me one hundred dollars which came in handy, as I was just married

Mr Caleb Dorr--1847, Ninety years old

I came to St Anthony in 1847 and boarded at thewith the Godfrey's and trouble with the Indians was always feared by the new arrivals One night we heard a terrible hullabaloo and Mrs Godfrey called, ”For the Lord's sake come down, the Indians are here” All the boarders dashed out in scant costu, ”The Indians are upon us,” but it turned out to be only the first charivari in St Anthony given to Mr and Mrs Lucien Parker Mrs

Lucien Parker was a Miss Huse

Mrs Dorr was never afraid of the Indians, although they seemed very ferocious to her with their painted faces, stolid looks and speechlessness One day she was frying a pan of doughnuts and had finished about half of the braves, hideously painted, standing and watching her hat she thought was a most malevolent look She was all alone, with nobody even within calling distance One of the number looked especially ferocious and her terror was increased by seeing hie to see if it was sharp, alatching her with the sahnuts, first to hiave him a jab in the stomach with her elbow and passed on to the next This occasioned greatthe rest of the Indians who all exclaily When they had finished, they left without trouble

Once I was spending the evening at Burchineau's place when a number of the Red River cart men were there As they were part Indian and part white, I looked down on theest I would not let him win on account of his color, so danced until my teeth rattled and I saw stars It seeive up and jigged him down

I remember a dance in the irls who lived in St Anthony there They onderfully graceful dancers--very agile and tireless The principal round dance was a three step waltz without the reverse It was danced very rapidly The French four, danced in fours, facing, passing through, all around the rooorous, all jigging on the corners and always taking fancy steps We never went horeatest vim This mess house stood between the river and the front door of the old Exposition Building