lonesomeThe spring that I turned seventeen years old, Papa and Mother and family moved to Spence and Earl and Daphne moved to Logan, Utah so he could go to school on the Government. He was in the army, but got a disability discharge because he had flat feet, but he got the money to go to school from the Government.
I often wondered why Papa and Milton rented that ranch; there was no water on the place. We had too haul from the Big Horn river, we had a sled that we used. There was no water to raise anything. Mother raised a small garden but Papa had a wood motor or a steam engine that he pumped water onto the garden, but there was lots of land to graze the sheep on.
We lived in a three room log house on one side of the River and the railroad and station on the other side. We had to cross the river to go anywhere.
There was a big cable across the river that had a go Devil as it was called, it was on the cable and we pulled ourselves across the river, later on Milton put a boat fasten to a rope on it with a rope to pull the boat across. During high water in the spring we could not cross it with the team of horses and we had to use the Go-Devil or the boat. If we wanted to go anywhere on the train we had to flag it down with a flag. They would throw our mail off the train as it went by.
A man by the name of Philip was boss of the section house and he had a wife and two little boys. He hired men to work on the railroad to keep the rails in good shape. About 30 miles on down the line was another section station, I think the name of the place was Trasher, they also hired men to work on the station.
For one week all I did was sew up Edith dresses, petticoats and getting her ready to leave.
“But one night I got away and went over the river, and told Frank all about it. He said then when he got on a ranch he would write to me and he wiped my tears away and I thought he was the only friend I had in the world”.
I am telling you I was one lonesome girl. After everybody left and the boys were in school. I rode horseback all over them hills. There was nothing for me to do; I was one lonesome girl. When a man came to see Milton, I got to talking to him, he asked me to meet him on the road and he would take me to Graybull, so I walked through the canyon where the railroads went and meet him. He took me to Graybull and told me jokes that I did not understand, he got my dinner, and then he drove me back to the railroad to walk threw the canyon alone.
“He was one disappointed man when he found out I was not as lose as I look, or as dumb. I had to walk through the canyon after dark and it was one spooky walk”.
The folks were worried sick when I got home. They did not know what had happened to me. It was not long after that papa called me into the house and asked me if I wanted to go stay with Daphne and Earl and take a dress making class, he said Earl would send me the train ticket. I told him yes, but I was meeting the train every night waiting for a letter from Frank, and about that time he sent me his address and where he was. So I wrote him and told him what Papa and Earl had fixed up for me and when I would be leaving on the train.
To this day I do not remember how we managed it but he was to meet me at Bozeman, Montana. There was no big trip in to Graybull to buy me new things, so I got what I had and mended the things together the best I could, and when they put me on the train I bought out my new coat.
“Where did you get that coat Papa asked me and I told him where I had got that money and when I bought it, he just looked at me and never said a word”.
I meet Frank Wilson at the Bozeman train station and from there to the court house and was married Sept. 27, 1921, that is when I found out that Franks real name was Milford Oliver Olson.