Stories of pioneer life, for young readers; . of corn bread or hominy and meat. We early settlers were always so happy to seevisitors that any stranger was welcome to cometo our house and stay as long as he wished. When a new family came to live near us, allthe settlers in the region helped them build theircabin. We did all we could for them, and sharedeverything we had with them. IV. CLEARING LAND AND RAISING CORN. Although it was winter when we reached ournew home, there was plenty of work to do. Landmust be cleared that we might raise some cornand a few vegetables the next year. All day lon
Stories of pioneer life, for young readers; . of corn bread or hominy and meat. We early settlers were always so happy to seevisitors that any stranger was welcome to cometo our house and stay as long as he wished. When a new family came to live near us, allthe settlers in the region helped them build theircabin. We did all we could for them, and sharedeverything we had with them. IV. CLEARING LAND AND RAISING CORN. Although it was winter when we reached ournew home, there was plenty of work to do. Landmust be cleared that we might raise some cornand a few vegetables the next year. All day long the axes of my father and bigbrothers could be heard, chopping down the I could help a little. I could pick up andpile the brush. Often fathers axe would still be no Stories of Pioneer Life. swinging far into the night, as he worked by thelight of the moon. Of all the work in the forest, nothing pleasedme so much as burning the brush. How theflames crackled and shone! Great clouds ofsmoke rose up amidst the trees still FATHER WORKING LATE. /.//??. :;i We seemed to be getting along very fast whenthe brush burned up so rapidly. After a while we had a log rolling, withwhich the neighbors came to help. The logs wererolled into a great heap and burned. A logrolling was a kind of party. Everybody camefrom far and near. While the men were rollingthe logs, the women were cooking, for we always Grandfathers Story. Hi had a great feast and a merry time after ourwork. When spring came, father had cleared enoughland for a cornfield and a truck patch orgarden. This land could not be ploughed veryeasily, for it was so full of roots. One personcould hardly drive the horse and hold the plough. Although I was still very, young I often satupon old Billys back and drove, while father heldthe plough. You may think that was great fun,but when the plough struck a root, and the hamesstruck me, I thought it was pretty hard. When the ground was ready I helped drop thecorn and fa
Size: 2015px × 1240px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury1900, bookdecade1900, booksubjectfrontierandpioneerli
