Part 22 (1/2)

It fully hot We went on till we ca marsh the other side of Wayzata The lake came up farther then, and the es with logs and tree stue for it They s and never stopped till they were in the water Mr French got out and took the ox chain and tied the tongue on the back of the wagon and hauled us up again I reuess ill be killed yet!” ”Oh,” Mr French said, ”This is just a pleasure trip”

Mrs French wouldn't crack a s We stopped at the six-ht We had started at 4 o'clock in the one about seven ed along till towards noon and we camped and ate our lunch and met my husband He'd been to Minneapolis, looked after his business and was on his way home

”Why, what's the matter?” he said ”Oh, not much Jerry pulled his tail off,” we said ”Oh,” Mr French said, ”it's only a pleasure trip”

My husband was for going hoo back

I'm all wore out noith the baby This is a pleasure trip and ant you to have all the pleasure there is”

We got to St Anthony at eight thirty, tired--oh, dear! We did so load; made six miles in the afternoon and stopped at the six-ht

Across Bassett's creek was a narrow, taht have known there would be trouble but we never thought of it Old Jerry seen the water and e and one went through, and there they hung across the beaon ”Well, Martha, I guess ill be killed yet,” I said But Mrs French never smiled She took her pleasures sadly

The men took the pin out of the ox yokes and let the oxen down into the water and they grazed while the men went on a half a e We stayed all night again at Mr Clay's and got up Sunday ot to Tepee hill I said, ”I'll walk down this hill I rode up it”

The rest of theh the woods to Mr Barnes'

beyond Long Lake and got there just as supper was ready They wantedon in a few minutes

I'll just take a cup of tea” I waited--and waited--and waited--for an hour or so; and they didn't come Finally I ate my supper and they came

”Well, what in the world,” I said, ”is the ot in the creek at the botto Lake into Minnetonka and they couldn't get hion and the ot to our place that night It was Sunday night and we'd been gone since Wednesday ht, but they said they couldn't think of it; they had to go Theirwith her and expected the what had happened to theh the woods I started in to get supper forI said, ”They're lost Go out and yell as loud as you can and build a big fire” They got back to our place all right and had to stay all night Mrs French followed me out to the barn ”Don't it make you mad to hear of that pleasure trip?” she said Theabout it ”Well, it ”

”Well,” Mr French yawned, ”I believe this winds up the pleasure trip”

Mr B F Shaver--1853

My parents came from Lucerne Co, Pa, father in the fall of 1850 and mother just two years later She cae and up the Mississippi by boat One of her traveling companions was Miss Mary Miller, sister of Mrs John H Stevens Mother spent the first night in Minneapolis in the old Stevens house, at that time the only residence on the west side of the river, about where the Union Station was

Two years before this father had learned of Lake Minnetonka and had taken so pan and started west to find the lake, over somewhat the route of the Great Northern railroad track to where Wayzata now is He reached the site of Minnetonka Mills and located a claim about where Groveland park on the Deephaven trolley line is This was soovernment survey He blazed out a claim Like the old lady in the Hoosier Schoolit a plenty” for after the survey he found he had blazed out seven hundred acres where he could pre-empt only a hundred and sixty He had been up the creek several times to the lake where there was a beautiful pebbly beach Once, while wandering back, he had come upon this spot, he said, ”Beautiful as a poet's dreaht in the rass He blazed out his claiht there

On November 8, 1852, father and mother traveled from St Anthony to Minnetonka Mills with an ox teaht or ten inches of snow They kept boarders at Minnetonka Mills that winter and in March moved to their claim The house was not completed There were no s, no outside door and no floor The following August were born twin boys, the first white children born in Hennepin county outside the city limits of Minneapolis Mother was the first pioneer woman of Minnetonka townshi+p

When ere about three weeks old hbor, Mrs

Robinson, who lived on a claim near the present site of Wayzata, came over to assist her with the twins, as she was all worn out It was a hot, sultry night early in Septeround beside mother's and put us into it She becaround beside us She was aroused byover was surprised to feel soh a crack between the logs and pulling the baby towards the crack by its hand She got up quietly andfor a door, stepped out around the corner of the house At the crack was a large wolf It was frightened off at seeing her and ran into the woods

Before ust, 1850, father and three others took a boat at Minnetonka Mills with provisions and went up to Gray's Bay and ard on Lake Minnetonka to explore the lake and get a definite idea of its area and characteristics They went through Hull's narrows and explored the upper lake several days, landed at a point about at Zuhts and decided to carry their boat across to the Minnesota river and ron to Fort Snelling After wandering in the woods several days they abandoned the boat and subsisted for days on basswood sprouts and raspberries They reached the Minnesota river directly north of Shakopee, descended a bluff and found the shanty of a squaw ravy over it and riddle Father said he had been to many a fine banquet but that was the best he ever had tasted

Father,supper one night by candle light, when there ca at the door

Father opened the door and an Indian in hunting regalia staggered into the house, holding his sides and evidently in great pain Mother did the best she could for hiave him pain killer and hot drinks and made him a bed on the floor beside the kitchen stove, where after a tiht severalhis squaw, came in search of him and learned fro the night His squaw came into the house, talked with him for a while and then with the other Indians started east They were gone about two hours, returning with the carcass of a very fine deer The Indian had started hunting the day before and pursued a deer till al to eat since earlyhe was ravenous and cut a piece of steak from the deer and ate it raw This made him desperately sick and on his way back he had to stop at the mill His squaw and the other Indians proceeded to skin the deer at the house and the squaw brought in the deer's kidneys to ht very odd but a few days later was inforift of a deer's kidneys was one of the highest tokens of esteem that an Indian could bestow Afterwards the Indian and his squaere very kind, sending her fish and venison and the squaw presented her with some beautiful bead work