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The trip into town was uneventful, Dick didn't jump when the train went by, and he crossed the bridge with out as much as a second look. Frank Lewis was on hand to help me fill the wagon. We didn't even weigh the load, Frank said that if the lower box was filled it would be a half ton. He was anxious for me to get started home, before the storm reached us. Frank asked me to go to the store with him, he gave me a sandwich and sent me on my way.
It was one o'clock when I started home. The sky looked gray, the sun was disappearing, and in the sky looked very dark in the north. I imagined a lot of problems. What if the wagon broke down under the 1000 lbs of weight? What if the team got scared and ran away? What if? What if?
Getting the team to go home was no problem, they always wanted to go home. My problem was to hold them down so they wouldn't go too fast. The first mile went very well, then I felt a snow flake hit my face. I was getting anxious, but there was nothing to do but keep going. It was only four more miles, and another hour, but it seemed an eternity to me.
I got off the wagon and walked beside the team when I got cold. The driving snow melted on my face, the lines became very wet, that made little difference, because the team followed the road. I was very glad to head the team into the drive way and get the coal under cover.
While I was gone, things were happening at home. Dad and Mumsie finished digging the potatoes and had them in the cellar. They had pulled all the cabbage and had it stored in the barn. The temperature never got below zero, and the storm was over in a couple of days, but It did give the homesteaders a scare.
There was no radio, no TV weather man, just a little country line with its short rings and the voice of the operator to tell us that we could get a change in weather.
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