Saturday, May 1, 2010

May 1: Everything You Wanted To Know About Serving the Senior-Junior Banquet

~ Hidden Timber, South Dakota

1936: Will went to Mission to road meeting, for all the neighbor-men want to get the road graded from Valentine state line to Bert Roundy’s, Highway No. 18.

1943: This is May Day, and for so many days there been strong winds from the south, southeast and northwest, and dusty, and it gets real chilly at times, so that we have to have a fire in the heater. This is Kate Smith’s birthday, radio entertainer. I sewed on Will’s nighties.

1945: We came to Mission, had dinner, then took our things to Episcopal Church basement. First Will got coupons from O.P.A. to get extra help, sugar, Red and Blue stamps. I stayed in the basement for Will was to meet road board and make application for A.A.A. program for 1945. He then went home to look at cattle and see that the calves were in the barn and fed, also the chickens, for we have 31 little ones with hens in west side of coop, he then came back to Mission to get me, for I stayed to help.

The Senior-Junior Banquet was for 4 girls and 4 boys that serve, a Mr. Peterson, Supt. Mr. Todd, coach, a Mrs. Anderson, another teacher, Mrs. June Geitner and 51 high school graduates, and including juniors. Gowns long and flowing for girls, boys in just nice suits. We served mashed potatoes, furnished by Clara Anderson, cooked by her with Mrs. Mosher’s help at her home, mashed by electric mixer at Boarding School kitchen and maybe they were cooked there, I don’t know. They brought them in time for the banquet. The rest of us got dishes of corn, coffee, creamed chicken, whipped creamed for pies (apple), fixed cheese slices for pies, pickles in dishes, rolls gotten at Hoffine Bakery, put cocktail in glasses, also lime Jello on plates on lettuce leaves to let junior girls put on tables. They, with Mrs. Geitner, decorated tables with flowers, candles, nut cups with peanuts, both salted and chocolate covered, and place cards. 

After cocktails, the servers gathered dishes. We had to wash spoons and saucers for the next course of creamed chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, Jello, rolls, cream, coffee, butter. The cream and butter were on the table, the rest on a plate. Only a few took coffee, the rest drank water. They made speeches and toasts but I never heard any, as I was busy putting rolls on each serving. Mrs. Sazama took up chicken. Mrs. Anderson, the potatoes. Mrs. Tate, corn, but when she got coffee, Mrs. Dowd put corn on plates, and Mrs. Sells helped Mrs. Tate with coffee. Mrs. Fox put plates at serving window, and Mrs. Lein started to wash dishes, then Mrs. Tate and Mrs. Sells helped her. We had to have spoons, forks and saucers for the pie plates that were used on the table, as there were not enough dishes for all courses. 

After all the students and teachers left, we ate at the banquet tables. Mr. Lein and Whitcher were the only 2 men. Little Jerry Harvey and Dickie Lein only small children until Dickie Fox and Shirley Sazama came in evening. In trying to get a roll off of Mrs. Sazama’s plate, Will upset a pitcher of water and nearly spoiled Mrs. Gee’s supper.

All around a nice banquet. We brought Mrs. Tate home, got here near midnight and it was chilly, but we retired without a fire.

Friday, April 30, 2010

April 30: Boss Farmer

~ Hidden Timber, South Dakota

1939: Roy Carr came and said that Jake Anderson died at San Francisco Veterans’ Hospital last Wednesday morning, and will be buried 2 p.m. at Bristow, Nebr.

1941: Will and I went to Wood, S. D., but no Boss Farmer there.

Lisa's Note: "Boss farmers were involved in arranging leases, distributing rations, assisting the tribal courts, and hearing complaints. Once the white homesteaders arrived, a new duty was added to this list: keeping settlers off tribal land and away from Indian cattle. Disputes arose almost as soon as the reservation was opened. The boss farmer was in a unique position. He was a white man, but he was a federal official." From The Plains Indians of the Twentieth Century, by Peter Iverson

1946: I sprouted potatoes this a.m. and still have an awful cough and pains in my stomach, but am praying to Mother Francis Xavier Cabrini for relief.

1948: At Winner a regular downpour, water was running like a deep river on Main Street and some hail, but did not last long, and a 4 ft. fog west of town as we came home. 

Thursday, April 29, 2010

April 29: Magic Work

~ Hidden Timber, South Dakota

1934: Will cut open the fistula on Mike’s shoulder or neck this p.m., that is, after he put an egg in milk-bottle and took it out for magic work.

1945: We went to Mission for supper and to take lime Jello and pineapple to Moshers at Boarding School. Will did not want to go, but we went, and this is over now. This stuff is to be used for a salad to be made for Junior-Senior Banquet.

1946: While resting after dinner a car came south of the yard fence, it was Jay R. Carr, and he wanted to buy horses, so Will sold him 3 gelding, 14 young and old mares, gave new colts with mothers.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

April 28: Unusual Attire To Be Married In

~ Boyd County, Nebraska

1921: Was cold but bright most of the day as at times a little cloud would pass over. We went to Spencer as usual to get Billie, and I stayed until after supper. Papa was in pain again as Dr. Skelton tried to straighten his knee, but was so much pain. The boys finished hog-pasture except all staples.

~ Hidden Timber, South Dakota

1940: Tom, Sadie, and several others of Rosebud Reservation were at Valentine, Nebraska, yesterday p.m., leaving for 3 week trip to Washington, D.C. on tribal business, so Bud (Harold), Dickie and Stanley, with Madge's help, are doing the business at Whiting Store and Hidden Timber Post Office.

1945: Will and I went to Winner, left here at 2 p.m., went to windmills near Sundquists and on to Moore Creek to get some rods to thread and straighten at hardware and blacksmith shops. Will got the groceries at Outlaw for the first time since new building.

1946: Bright nice day. I got breakfast. Will chored, and he took me to 10:30 a.m. church at Hidden Timber. Fr. Grether was there for the last time, as we will have a resident Priest at Mission soon, and he will come to Hidden Timber. 

We took Athel Whiting, Doris and David, and they went with Fr. Grether to Seth Whiting's after Mass, as Father was to baptize Ronnie Eugene Whiting, son of Seth and Martha Whiting, and Athel was to be Godmother, one of the Sponsors. Thomas stayed home to look at cattle. 

Rena, Edward, Clarence and Yvonne Whiting were there, and before Mass, Clarence was married to Lavera Rose Franks of Winner, S.D. Clarence had a Dark Suit, Edward a jacket and blue trousers, the Bride a Yellow suit with blue hat and white flowers and black veil. Yvonne was bridesmaid, White Hat and Veil and Red dress. I thought it an unusual attire to be married in, that is, the colors. Clarence was baptized coming 20 years this fall, Sept. 26th, at Hidden Timber Chapel, a small baby.

1947: Will visited with Fr. Boat of White River, and Fr. Eugene Szalay of Mission came to talk about taking Stations out of our church at Hidden Timber to White River, and putting small ones up here, but they will talk to Bob Turgeon, one of the Trustees first. Fr. Szalay drank coffee with Will, but Fr. Boat only drank Root-Beer. Fr. Szalay blessed our home, the entire Ranch, stock and Tenant House. Am I thankful that he did.

1952: Bright, then south wind strong and dusty where dust could move, was Real Hot, got to 95 above. No clouds nor rain here. Will and I went to Rosebud to put in bid for Range Unit No. 42 for next 5 years, as we have too many cattle to get allocated.

1953: Men finished planting 2300 trees west of house. Harper took Planter to Whiting Store, left it, and on to Mission. He plants for Bud Holschaw near Eagle Creek, also a Higgins somewhere down there. 

Dan was at the Store yesterday, Sadie told him that Tom Sazama died Sunday, and Funeral at Winner on Wednesday at 2 p.m. Will and I went to Valentine after we ate dinner, on the west road to 18 via Mission. He got a hat, nice light brownish Tan Dress hat, a brown tie, Dress socks, throw Rope, some groceries, and I a black small hat with light flowers and veil, and a pair of Nylon Hose.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

April 27: The Men Planted 1300 Trees

~ Boyd County, Nebraska

1920: A little windy and chilly but very bright and a beautiful evening. Will broke prairie all day and wasn’t feeling very well. I go for milk at Bradstreets when Will is in the field. Nye Schneider’s lumber shed and 9 car loads or $18,000 of lumber burnt last night. I made bread and ironed part of wash today. Got my work-shoes and they are so big I am tired as can be, be carrying them.

~ Hidden Timber, South Dakota

1939: The men planted 1300 trees, plums, Russian olives, elms, cedars and Caraganas.

1942: Will had to register as he was one of among 45 to 65 men, for the Gov't is making a survey to see if some of these could help at Defense.

Monday, April 26, 2010

April 26: Selective Service Meeting

~ Hidden Timber, South Dakota

1944: Will went to Rosebud to Selective Service or Draft Board Meeting, left at 11:45 a.m. They picked out 30, and Todd County's quota is 60 for next Month. Will got home at 10:30 p.m. I had gone to bed. He ate a lunch with Harry Furrey at Dave's Cafe, for Harry had taken Louise to Rosebud Hospital for confinement.

1949: I started to cover my handbag as it is so worn, I may lose things.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

April 25: I Nearly Went the Trip

~Boyd County, Nebraska

1923: I baked bread and fussed with setting hens and made a cake in evening. Will, after supper, sat down to read. I looked over his shoulder. He turned quick and knocked my chin with his shoulder. I nearly went the trip as couldn’t breathe, talk or swallow.

~ Hidden Timber, South Dakota
1930: Am all in, there is no name for as tired as Nell and I are this evening, and I feel now as if I could never again take care of another hog to cure for hot weather.

Lisa's Note: From April 23rd entry: "Butchered a 400 lb. hog."

1944: Cloudy, foggy, began to clear at 11 a.m. and sun shone in p.m. One steer had a head bleed, so Will and Van Epps used flour to stop it after they got the calf in the round corral, also made a fire to sear the dehorned wound, but didn't need it as the flour did the job, but left the steer in corral, and Will fed this steer and turned it loose in evening.

1945: I got in a few cobs, got meals, lay down in p.m., wrote letters and in diary, and played solitaire, listened to San Francisco Peace Conference Opening at 6:30 p.m. our time, time out there was 4:30 p.m. 46 nations are represented, and in all 3200 people or more. First, Chairman Stettinius spoke a few words, introduced Pres. Truman at Washington, then Gov. Warner of California, Mayor of San Francisco, California, there was a minute of prayer at starting and Sec. Stettinius spoke on the sorrow of our nation by loss of Pres. Franklin Delano Roosevelt, and outlined the main points.

1948: Will took me to 10:30 a.m. Mass. When we got home, Furreys were here, but Harley went with Billy Chauncey to Witten to play ball. We had ice-cream, Mary's 4th Birthday cake and one I made this a.m., was good to eat this before they went home. Furreys have a new station wagon, and it is something, nice, also made so convenient and roomy.

1957: I don't know what is doing [happening] unless I guess, and then I make mistakes. It is so hard for any one to give me information to write in the diary. Must be a trend of the times, and I am old fashioned.