The Greene family and its branches from to . old him that the only chance forher life was a change of climate, he started with her to Northern Indiana,that had then just been thrown open for settlement. A log cabin was hast-ily built. It was forty miles to the nearest pane of glass, or even a cabin had neither window or door that winter. An aperture in thethe logs admitted light, and a heavy blanket was hung over the opening leftfor a door. Late in the winter the wife took to her bed. The authors own father,Nelson Nichols, sat up with her one night until late. He starte
The Greene family and its branches from to . old him that the only chance forher life was a change of climate, he started with her to Northern Indiana,that had then just been thrown open for settlement. A log cabin was hast-ily built. It was forty miles to the nearest pane of glass, or even a cabin had neither window or door that winter. An aperture in thethe logs admitted light, and a heavy blanket was hung over the opening leftfor a door. Late in the winter the wife took to her bed. The authors own father,Nelson Nichols, sat up with her one night until late. He started homeward,carr>ing his gun with him on account of the danger of panthers or pack of wolves took after him, and though he made all possible speed,were soon snarling at his heels. He used up all his shots, and brained thenext wolf to reach him with the butt of his gun. He had given himself up forlost, when a light blazed out, and the wolves sulked away. His young wife,hearing the shots, threw aside the blanket that darkened the door, and the. REV. DE WITT M. PIERCE AND WIFE OP NESBIT, OKLAHOMA Zlic (Breene family 173 sudden blaze of light was all that saved him. Such were the perils of thoseearly days. Mehitable died May 20, 1837, aged 25 years. All the neighborhoodfor miles around attended the funeral, and they numbered just—se\en—adults! Hers was the first white persons death in what is now LaGrangeCounty, Indiana. She was buried on her husbands farm, in what was after-wards the Pierce Cemetery. Her death was a blow from which Stephennever rallied. He was a changed man ever after. On his wedding day hehad worn a fine broadcloth suit, and a tall, bell-crowned beaver hat, thenconsidered the height of elegance. He declared that this suit and hat, thathe had first worn on the happiest day of his life, he would always wear as hisSundays best, in honor of his wifes memory. Forty-two years he kept thatvow. I can remember seeing him, with his patriarchal white locks
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