Franklin County, Nebraska

For Another Day

Mary Hill, the daughter of A. C. Anderson, reminisces about her early years. From her handwritten noted she remembers: " Dr Sumner and Dr Ella Sumner were always our doctors. I had pneumonia when I was about 9 or 10 years old, Dr Ella would come out. I think they had cars, but she came often, and finally I wasn't getting any better, so she said. ` If you will get better, I'll bring you a doll,' I just had to get better. When I was sick, I remember lying in bed. The window never had a curtain on it, and I saw a man looking in the window. I hopped out of bed and ran to the living room into Dad's lap. He picked me up and carried me back to bed and said there was no man, but I thought I could see one. It must have been the fever."

Dan and Mom used to have a great tall cottonwood trees along the Mill Race, about every time it stormed, lightning would strike on of them; I'd go and crawl in bed with Mom."

Mary talked about the Morlans saying, " Mr. Henry Morlan was old and had one black mule and one white mule. He had a son named John. Bill and I loved to help him and thought of him as a grandpa. He planted potatoes with a planter and we would get to ride on it and drop cut potatoes down into the row, and then the planter would cover them. I think we helped him pick then up in the fall. We also helped him pick apples too, and then he'd put them in a spring wagon and take them up north to the Macon Prairie area and sell them. He advertised for a wife, one lady answered his ad from the hills of Missouri, and she came up and they got married. She asked us if we ever ate possum and we said, `no' so they caught one and she baked it and brought it up, but Dad wouldn't let any one eat it."

Rena Donovan, For Another Day.

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