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- The following is from the TALES OF MIGHTY MOUNTRAIL Vol. II
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Loyal Charles Albert Hornaday was born January 19, 1918 at Van Hook, North Dakota, a son of Charles Albert Hornaday & Ella Minnie Amelia (Loock) Hornaday.
Gertie (Grethe) Sophia was born in Claire City, South Dakota on October 4, 1916 to Thomas (Tobias) and Charlotte (Hartland) Wadholm.
Gertie and Loyal were married on September 29, 1935 at the Lutheran parsonage in Parshall, North Dakota. Attendants were his sister, Julia Hornaday and Elwin Mell.
They had ten children: Yvonne Eleanore Charlotte, born April 1, 1936, married Arnold Olson; Carol Shelene, born September 28, 1937, married to Gene Norton; Sharon Eileen, born August 15, 1939, married to Kenneth Davidson; Lynn Allen, born July 25, 1941, married to Mavis Elaine Schlosser; Bonnie Jean, born July 12, 1944, drowned south of Parshall, May 30, 1960; Fern Colleen, born May 24, 1946, married to Pat Riley; Forrest Charles Albert, born March 1, 1949, not married; Marsha Anne, born August 24, 1952, married to Vergil Peterson; Ricky Lane, born October 17, 1954, not married; Lauren Gay, born December 28, 1961, not married.
Loyal was raised on a farm between Van Hook and Parshall, North Dakota and attended a country school in the same area.
Gertie came to North Dakota when she was nine months old along with her mother and three sisters. They lived one and a half miles east and north of New Town, North Dakota. She attended a country school in the same area. Gertie was a very talented artist and won honors doing soap carving and drawing with pencil.
For the first few years of their married life, they lived on the same farm as Loyal's parents. They then bought a farm about five miles south and west of Parshall, which they lived on until 1955 when they sold it and moved to Parshall. The first house they bought in Parshall burned down, they then bought another one where they still live.
Loyal farmed for many years and also worked in the Ford garage in Parshall for many years. He retired early because of ill health. Loyal has two sisters, Ethel Stello and Julia Sandblade at Montecelo, Minnesota.
Gertie has worked for many years as a cook and at the present time is still working. SHe worked for the Zavalney Cafe, the Davises, as a cook supervisor for the nursing home in Parshall, North Dakota. She is presently cooking at the Scenic 23 Supper Club, where she has been for several years. They have 20 grandchildren and 7 great-grandchildren.
Gertie has seven sisters and one brother: Marie Dahl at St. Paul, Minnesota; Hjordis Harr at Minot, North Dakota; Louise McKay at New Town, North Dakota; Lorena Bastian at St. Paul, Minnesota; Myrtle Waller at Long Beach; Edith Wilber at New Town; Mavis Slind at Jamestown, North Dakota; and Theodore at New Town, North Dakota.
- The following was written by Gertie
I was born in Veblen So Dak & baptized at Clair City. Coming to No Dak with my Mother & sisters by train as a baby to my Father's homestead shack.
My parents always spoke Norwegian so that was all I could talk when I started country school at the age of 7. We went five miles by horse & bus (sled) which was heated by a small kerosine heater. Also going to school in the bus were 3 older sisters & neighbor kids, some English & some Finnish. I can still remember some of the Finnish cuss words I heard. A school was built the next term 1 1/4 back of our homestead, so we always walked, rain or snow there was never any excuse for staying home except sickness & all we ever had was the normal childrens sickness. When one of my older sisters refused to go to school on that first year, my Father made her get on the bus, she jumped off & came home. So, he made her sit in a box until school was out. She never tried that again.
While I was quite small a neighbor's baby boy about 8 months old had fallen behind the bed & hung himself. His mother brought him down to our place and my father gave him artifishal respiration. He tried hard, gut it wasn't any use, he was dead. I can remember standing there & watching & I was quite small. They went to the funeral in a black horse & buggy.
My only brother & two more sisters were born on the homestead. I did very good at school & completed my grammer school in seven years, finishing with my older sister.
When we dated, we always double dated, which was more fun. I loved to dance. One of the many neighbors was always having a Sat nite birthday party & all the neighbors came. Lunch was served & the evening was spent in playing games & dancing. My mother refused to dance & my father loved it (dance). He would dance around her, but she wouldn't move. So, he would dance with us kids & I was only 11 yrs when I learned all the dances. The parties went all night sometimes even in the winter. Sometimes there were blizzards & people would stay for awhile. I don't think my Mother cared much for that. At one time while visiting my Grandmother Hartland & Uncle Fred my sister Myrtle & Cousin Pauline were also there. We took turns getting all the cattle in for milking, & this time I had went after them, Grandma met us at the barn door to put the 18 milk cows in to milk & turn the others & black bull away. This time she had left her stick behind & just before I got to the barn I saw the bull bump her from the front & she groaned. I started running to help her & before I got to her he had bumped her the 2nd time & she went down before he could gore her the 3rd time. I stepped between her & the bull. He lowered his horns & was going to gore me & I was so terrified I screamed at the top of my lungs & he backed up. So, I quickly picked up rocks & kept throwing them & he backed up & finally turned & left. I went back to Gramma & tried to lift her up, but she was a large woman & I couldn't & she said no, no. So, I got my uncle & cousin to move her in but she only lived two weeks. I woke up screaming for three nights afterwards. He had tried to chase me before on horseback & once I jumped on an old tractor & he went around it.
Oh yes, on our homestead we had a lot of horses which we rode all over whenever we could catch them. One of my older sisters was quite a tomboy, she ran the mower to cut hay, took grain to town. I used to go also. We had a few runaways as the horses sometimes would like to run. When I was 16 yrs old I was picked as one of the contestants for a popularity contest from our town. But, I was just a country girl & scared, so was glad someone else was picked. I worked a few places here & there & got married when I was 18. I had 10 children, with nine living. We lost one through drowning when she was just 16 yrs old. I have been cooking in cafes & for awhile at the Parshall Nursing home.
My father made us homemade sleighs. We used to slide down the hills & swim in the creeks. We raised a large garden, which had to be clean before we could celebrate on the 4th. My mother couldn't drive a car but my father bought a white horse & had to ride it home about 6 mi, so he put the car in low & mother drove & going down the hill it gathered speed & nearly upset with us kids in it. She said never again. Father was strictly honest. He died of cancer when Mavis was 4. He drove so slow we used to push the car up hills & he'd let us patch the blown out tubes on the tires.
We used to drive the extra cattle to market on horseback, which was a lot of fun.
At our country school we always had our basket socials every year with someone being the auctioneer & baskets going to the highest bidders & you ate with who ever bought your basket. Everyone was after the teacher's basket & money all went to the school. Also in the spring there was a big family picnic for all school children & parents. Summer was picking June berries & all other berries, gardening & helping with all farm chores, carrying drinking water & wash water about 1/4 miles & taking the cattle etc to water in summer. I used to help do the family wash by hand on the wash board when I was only 14 yrs old as our 2 unmarried uncles also lived with us. I had a chance to help shingle a grainery, shock grain, & pitch a few bundles into the old threshing machine.
None of my sisters & bro were born in hospitals but with the help of an aunt or a nieghbor (midwife). After I was married, we lived on a farm. Farm life was hard as we had no indoor plumbing. Only 3 of my children were born at a hospital, the rest were born on the farm. One child being born while every road was blocked. By the time the Dr came out 5 miles, the baby was born, breech & blue I patted his back until he cried, then cut & tied the cord & wrapped him up. Dr just smiled & said next time just tie the string tighter. After moving into town our last child was born. Also, our house burned, so we had to buy another. My oldest daughter was also born while all roads & hi ways blocked with my Mother in-law being there to help.
When I was small, I can remember my father being scared of tornadoes, cyclones & fires & whenever it stormed we had to go down in the dirt basement till it was safe to come up.
It was hard to have enough meat to eat in the summer as a child when a pig was butchered the meat was fried & put in a crock with lard on it & then taken out piece by piece. Also, my uncle would go out & hunt jack rabbits, cottontail rabbits & other birds for meals. Besides our own raised chickens, the hams & bacons were home cured. We weren't allowed to disturb bird nests or touch the eggs. Once we brought a bird home with a broken wing. My father put a splint on & carried to a safe place & once a batch of baby skunks in a basket whose mother was shot. My mother hated having them by the stove in a basket, I think they died. She was glad.
My sister & I used to stay home from town on Sat. when my folks went to town 7 miles to buy groceries. We were told what we couldn't do, but managed to do a lot of things we weren't supposed to, like making a fire in the old cook stove & making candy & dressing up in mothers clothes. Also climbing on top of the house. When mother baked bread in the summer, we were sent out to pick up buffalo chips (dried cow maneur), so she would have heat so also clothes would be boiled to whiten & heat irons to iron clothes, all at one time, you had to make use of your heat.
My sisters & I would always be busy drawing pictures etc while in grade school. While in the 5th grade I did win 2nd prize for a drawing of a little boy sitting on a bridge fishing (at the state fair). My father was quite proud. i always did a lot of reading & my teachers allowed me to draw or read as much as I wanted as long as my grades were top & always done. Which they were.
As a child I remember always walking over the pasture hills for the cattle. We were always on the look-out for snakes which never scared us as there were so many & so many kinds. We even played with them some times. We found birds nests on the ground. We were told never to touch, but of course, we sometimes tried to fry the little eggs & inch long minnows in the creek on a little iron toy stove. A lot of times as a pastime we went & got soft clay out of our neighbor's coal mine & molded toy's, horses, dolls etc & took them to school. Our teacher was very impressed.
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1916 - 1992 (75 år)
