Life Story of George Ader Walker… as written by him. (part 8)

When I was fourteen years old which would have been in 1913 dad decided to give up farming in that part of the world as there was not enough moisture to grow farm crops. He decided to go to Minnesota to try to find a farm to buy. He found about what he wanted about four miles south east of Sauk Center, Minnesota. He came back to the homestead and made preparations to move to the new home. In December of 1913 everything was ready and we left for Faith. Brother Ray and I had to walk the twenty-one miles and drive the cattle. It was a real nice balmy day, the snow was melting but the cloth topped overshoes that we had on got our feet very wet and believe you me we caught about the worst colds that anyone could catch. It is a wonder that we didn’t get pneumonia. When we got into Faith we had to sleep in the livery stable which didn’t help with wet feet. Everything finally got loaded on to the freight cars. The cattle and horses in a stock car and all the rest of the gear in a closed box car. We three boys went with the freight cars. Our first real stop was at Aberdeen where the cattle had to be unloaded so that they could be given the T.B. and Bangs tests before they could continue into Minnesota. While at Aberdeen those few days I had a lot of fun riding on the switch engines with the engine crew and then it was quite a thrill to go up town in such a large city. Of course I had been in larger cities but had had no chance to walk the streets and window shop before. We finally arrived at Sauk Center, Minnesota without furthur delay. Everything was unloaded and either hauled or driven out to the farm. The buildings on the farm were considerably different from any I had ever had access to before. So much larger and so much more conveniently fixed up on the inside. We arrived at the farm a few days before Christmas of 1913 so one of the good neighbors invited our family to their place for Christmas dinner! I enjoyed it very much.

After the Christmas vacation was over I had to ride the horse drawn school bus to the city school in Sauk Center. I guess I must have been rather nervous being that I was going to a large school after attending a country school with only eight pupils and all eight grades. Here each grade had a room to themselves. I was half way through the eighth grade when I started city school. It was rather hard for me to get acquainted with the different method of teaching than I was used to. But I finally became accustomed with the new method and passed into high school for the next year.

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