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PRESS & DAKOTAN SATURDAY, AUGUST 6, 2011 PAGE 8D: YANKTON 150 Reflection From Page 7D wonderful at the time, resulted in a drop (leaf) table with just two legs to rest the front edge on, when unhooked from the wall, where one side was fastened securely. A set of shelves in the kitchen (which he had partitioned off), three stool chairs, a couple of barrel rockers, a lounge and our beds upstairs where a partition, also had grown. Our mattresses were unbleached muslin, filled with the inevitable prairie grasshay. It took long days and many of them to accomplish this much. Housekeeping was a real labor in those days, because showers of rain would so quickly saturate the cottonwood in houses (and with no plastering in our house) the moisture rolled and warped the outside of the house, so that rain and dust storms had plenty of chance to get inside; our dust storms, always of three days duration, were terrible in the summers while winters were a living dread, being filled up with three day blizzards never less than two days; snow drifting and roads impassable. Many times the snow drifts around our house came way past window sills of second story windows. Our fuel was always cottonwood sometimes we would secure a little scrub oak, hackberry or box elder. With neighbors help we finally succeeded in constructing some rag carpet strips to lay on our otherwise bare floors. Two strips were in our sitting room, and the other one in front of father s bed. Later in the season, father prevailed on a man who had a team of horses and heavy wagon, to make the trip to the end of the railroad at Missouri Valley Junction, and bring back for us some packing cases of books, bedding, etc. We had shipped them from home to the end of the road. We felt very much fixed up when he returned bringing two very ordinary looking rocking chairs, plain, all wooden; also, a small table for the living room and a wooden chair for father s room. Newspapers had, in time, been gathered enough to make temporary curtains for windows, and to cover the cracks between partitions, walls, etc. Virginia Vanderhule married D. T. Bramble January 15, 1866.: The ceremony was performed after adjournment of a Masonic Lodge REFLECTION | PAGE 10D
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PRESS & DAKOTAN SATURDAY, AUGUST 6, 2011 PAGE 8D: YANKTON 150 Reflection From Page 7D wonderful at the time, resulted in a drop (leaf) table with just two legs to rest the front edge on, when unhooked from the wall, where one side was fastened securely. A set of shelves in the kitchen (which he had partitioned off), three stool chairs, a couple of barrel rockers, a lounge and our beds upstairs where a partition, also had grown. Our mattresses were unbleached muslin, filled with the inevitable prairie grasshay. It took long days and many of them to accomplish this much. Housekeeping was a real labor in those days, because showers of rain would so quickly saturate the cottonwood in houses (and with no plastering in our house) the moisture rolled and warped the outside of the house, so that rain and dust storms had plenty of chance to get inside; our dust storms, always of three days duration, were terrible in the summers while winters were a living dread, being filled up with three day blizzards never less than two days; snow drifting and roads impassable. Many times the snow drifts around our house came way past window sills of second story windows. Our fuel was always cottonwood sometimes we would secure a little scrub oak, hackberry or box elder. With neighbors help we finally succeeded in constructing some rag carpet strips to lay on our otherwise bare floors. Two strips were in our sitting room, and the other one in front of father s bed. Later in the season, father prevailed on a man who had a team of horses and heavy wagon, to make the trip to the end of the railroad at Missouri Valley Junction, and bring back for us some packing cases of books, bedding, etc. We had shipped them from home to the end of the road. We felt very much fixed up when he returned bringing two very ordinary looking rocking chairs, plain, all wooden; also, a small table for the living room and a wooden chair for father s room. Newspapers had, in time, been gathered enough to make temporary curtains for windows, and to cover the cracks between partitions, walls, etc. Virginia Vanderhule married D. T. Bramble January 15, 1866.: The ceremony was performed after adjournment of a Masonic Lodge REFLECTION | PAGE 10D
