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Dancing At Fiddler's Green ~ poem by James L. Jacobs

In our youth we rowed boats on Ras Anderson's pond,

And the swimming there was supreme,

But the thing we enjoyed more than anything else

Was dancing at Fiddler's Green

We braided the maypole and played fox and geese,

Caught trout in the clear mountain streams,

But nothing we did was half as much fun

As dancing at Fiddler's Green.

In the hills we picked pine nuts and choke cherries, too,

In rodeos, rode bulls that were mean,

But no other sport raised our spirits as high

As dancing at Fiddler's Green.

We danced at the "gymn" and the old  Armory Hall,

At Moon Winks the dancing was keen,

But nowhere else did we get the same thrill

As dancing at Fiddler's Green.

Prickly Pear Cactus Could Purify Water for Millions

Our Pioneers had the water purification secret that scientists are just now discovering.  In Hilda's History of Mt. Pleasant we read on page 182: "In March 1903, while George Christensen was mayor, the city voted a bond for water works, but not until 1905, during H. C. Beaumann's term, were contracts let for installing the system. In due time, the system was installed, and with its completion. the settling barrels with their prickly pears, which had been used at most every home for the settling of the roily water, disappeared.

http://www.greendiary.com/entry/prickly-pear-cactus-to-purify-water-for-millions-researchers-suggest/



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Lynn Poulsen and Lee R. Christensen Reminisce about the Class of '37.

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Unknown Young Man ~ Unknown Location ~ Alice Hafen Collection

Old Pioneer Monument Post Card ~ Restored by David R. Gunderson

SARAH RASMUSSEN ANDERSON REMEMBERS HER MOTHER, JENNIE EUNICE PEEL

Some of you will remember Sarah. I always knew her as a cousin to Grandma Alice Peel Hafen, my mother-in-law. But on a more personaal basis, I remember her as the lovely lady who greeted you with a smile and a hug at the Manti temple. The following poem is written by Sarah in honor of her mother, Jennie Eunice Peel Rasmussen, on her mother's birthday. It contains quite a bit of interesting history as well as her endearment to her mother.

Florence Nielsen Peterson

Daughter of S.M. and Floss Nielsen
Born in 1914
Married Charles Peterson in 1954
Died in 1996

Florence and Howard Nielsen - - - Children of Soren M. and Flossie

Children Group With Names from the Back

Alice's Photos from the Past

How American Fork Got Its Name ~ Once was known as McArthurville

This is an interesting read in connection with Duncan McArthur. American Fork was once known as McArthurville.

Deseret News Vol. 1 --- No. 1

Manti Temple Saw Mill ~ taken from "Highlights In the Life of James Monsen"

Reference has been made to father's activities with the Temple saw mill.  I think it proper to further illustrate the operation in Twin Creek Canyon.  The saw mill was first set at the forks of the canyon, where they worked all winter, logging and sawing lumber.  It was next moved higher up into the head of the canyon, and naturally the road was made in the shortest manner, avoiding dugways as much as possible.  For about a mile the road followed a deep ravine, so steep that it required six or eight yokes of oxen to pull the steam boiler up the hill.  Of necessity, men were pushing and blocking, to hold the ground they gained.  Once there, where thy stood the effort was worthwhile, because there was an abundance of beautiful timber where no man had ever set an ax.  I am not sure that it was the first summer of the operation that Pete Oman and his wife, Sena (she being my sister) worked at the mill  Sena was the cook.  The road was so steep that no lumber was hauled out by wagon.  Provisions we hauled up to the mill on a two-wheeled cart drawn by two yokes of oxen.

The lumber was taken out in the wintertime on bob sleighs.  One end of the load dragged on the snow, and to go down the steep hill required lock on each runner of the sleigh.  If the horses were willing to hold back, the speed was moderate, but if not they sometimes went down the hill like a bat out of ----.

Those who hauled the timber camped at the forks of the canyon.  From there it was hauled to Manti by wagon.  After the lumber was all hauled out, several of the boys continued hauling slabs and poles, house logs and wood, which were near the beaten snow road.

(this was about 1882 )