Text of Ziebach Co., SD History (1982) - pages 340 - 360 This file is the text of the book, "South Dakota's Ziebach County, History of the Prairie", published in 1982 by the Ziebach County Historical Society, Dupree, SD Permission to publish this book in electronic form was given by Jackie Birkeland, member of the Historical Committee. This book is copyright, 1982 by the Ziebach County Historical Society, Dupree, SD. Scanning and OCR by Terri Tosh , final editing by Joy Fisher, . EINAR DRAGESET (taken from Isabel Territory book) Einar Drageset was born in Norfjold, Norway in 1884. He was one of ten children. He completed ten years of education in that foreign land. In 1900, at the age of seventeen, Einar migrated to the U.S.A., drifting to South Dakota within a short time. He settled near Lane, South Dakota where he freighted out of Rapid City, South Dakota. This, of course, was quite a task as it had to be done with horse and wagon. On June 19, 1907, he was united in marriage to Agnette Endahl of Lane, South Dakota, who was one of seven children whose parents also came from Norway. At Aberdeen in 1910 the Dragesets filed on a homestead. Under this act the participants were given an opportunity to choose one quarter of land within a given area. In 1911 the young couple pioneered to an area northwest of Isabel where they homesteaded. They traveled to the location partly by train and the remainder of the way by wagon. After settling on the new location, they engaged in farming and ranching. They lived in a two room house constructed of a wooden frame. After proving up on the first quarter of land they were given the privilege of filing for another half section of land, thus adding to their spread. Seven children were born to them -- Ole, Agnes (Mrs. Christ Volden), Esther (Mrs. Frank Miller), Myrtle (Mrs. Ronald Waddell), Adolph, Orlando, and Stella (Mrs. John Opsahl). In 1926 they erected a new house. It was a seven room, two story building. This was a great improvement to their ranch. They also built a new granary and remodeled the barn. In 1929 Mr. Drageset went back to Norway to visit his family. He stayed in Norway for several months but decided he liked the newly settled country better. He traveled to Norway by boat, thus going to and from New York by train. During the early days the farming methods were quite different from those used today. Einar was one of the few farmers in the area to own more than two horses. He had four head. In order to prove up according to the Homestead Act, the homesteaders were required to break ten acres of land. This required the use of four horses. Einar, being one of the few owning this many horses, was hired to break many acres of land for his neighbors and people of the surrounding community. [photo – Mr. and Mrs. Einar Drageset] [photo – Drageset home] [photo – Ole, Myrtle, Orlando, Agnes, Adolph, Esther, Agneta, Stella] One of the most threatening dangers during the early days was the prairie fires. The reason for them being so dangerous was because of the kind of equipment and knowledge of fighting and extinguishing these fires. The Dragesets experienced many of these drastic fires that would burn acres and acres of grassland. One of the most drastic of these was a fire which started three different days and burned for many, many miles. Neighbors gathered to cope with the fire as best they could. They hauled water with horses and buggies, used wet gunny sacks and rags to strike the flames. Women worked as well as men. Mrs. Drageset recalls tearing up a newly made quilt which she treasured dearly, to wet and fight the furious flames, as they had no other materials to use. When their eldest son was ready to begin school, they had to travel four miles. Their only means of transportation was with horses. During this period of time only seven months of school was required each term. Later on, a school was established near their home so the children could walk to and from school. Mr. and Mrs. Drageset maintained and operated their ranch with the assistance of their son, Adolph, until 1958 when they moved to Isabel. Adolph owns and is operating the old homestead. Mr. and Mrs. Drageset built a new home in Isabel where they resided until their deaths on May 4, 1965 and January 1, 1971, respectively. MOODY DRUMMOND Moody Drummond was born August 21, 1888 at Afton, Ohio. He graduated from high school in Batavia, Ohio and attended Ohio Wesleyan University. In 1910 he homesteaded south of Eagle Butte and taught school near his homestead. In 1912 he was appointed County Superintendent of Schools for Ziebach County. He married Edna Ruth Walker in 1914 at Oacoma. He spent two years as Ziebach County Superintendent. He then went back to his homestead to engage in ranching. During this time he was re-elected Superintendent of Schools and later elected President of the State Organization. In 1962 he married Betty De Sheuquette in Rapid City, South Dakota. They lived on a ranch near Eagle Butte in Ziebach County, until May 15, 1973 when they moved to Selby, South Dakota. Mr. Drummond died July 28, 1973 at the age of 84 years. LLOYD DUNBAR Lloyd Dunbar arrived in this area in the fall of 1912 and settled on a homestead southwest of Faith, in Ziebach County. He lived on the ranch from 1912 until 1940, when he moved to Dupree. In 1940 he was elected County Treasurer and moved to town at that time. He served in World War I for nearly two years, eleven months of which was overseas duty. In 1921 he was united in marriage to Daina Higgins at Dupree. The Dunbars have three children -- Mrs. Jeanne Shupick, Mrs. Muriel Reid, and William Dunbar. [photo – Dunbar family. Lloyd and Daina 50th Anniversary. Steve, Jeanne, Chad, Muriel, Bill and Doris] [photo – Marvin Russell, 1970 Citizen of the Year, presenting award to Lloyd Dunbar, 1971 winner] MICHAEL DUNN FAMILY by Faye Longbrake In the midst of Cedar Hill Cemetery near Fort Pierre, along the old Deadwood Trail, visitors will see a burial plot fenced with a wrought-iron railing overshadowed by aged cedar trees from whence came the name of the cemetery. This particular plot contains four graves and has an interesting story behind it. The foremost headstone reads: Michael Dunn 1861- 1865 Oct. 23, 1845 Nov. 25, 1921 Ohio Vol. Co. F. 82nd Reg. Ohio Inf. and this is my great grandfathers marker. Michael Dunn was born in Morashire, Ireland and moved with his parents to Dayton, Ohio when Mike was four years old. When the Civil War broke out in 1861, he ran away from home and enlisted in the Union cause with an Ohio regiment, but being only fifteen years of age at the time, his parents filed objections and he was released and returned home, remaining there just three months when he again ran away and re-enlisted. Upon enlisting the second time he gave his age as eighteen and remained until the close of the war, being in many of the noted battles of the great conflict, among which were the battle of Chattanooga, Battle of Lookout Mountain, Sherman's March to the Sea, etc. After the close of the war, he came west in 1868 and worked as a cowboy and was engaged in freighting over the Deadwood Trail with Scotty Philip. He clerked at Fort Robinson, Nebraska and while located there he married Julia Larvie, the daughter of the French-Indian voyageur Long Joe Larvie and Big Cheyenne. Scotty Philip married Julia's sister while there also. Throughout the years the Dunn's liyed near White River and Bad River running horses and cattle. They had 14 children, all but 5 of whom died in infancy. In 1910 when the town of Dupree was established Grandpa Dunn was among the first to erect a substantial residence in the new town. He was one of the first organizers of the Farmers State Bank of Dupree, the pioneer bank of Ziebach County, and was elected the first president of that institution. Sometime during his freighting days, Mike Dunn and James Dowd formed a lasting friendship and vowed they would always be friends and bury each other, depending on who succumbed first. Dowd died November 6, 1909 and true to his word, Grandpa Dunn buried his friend next to Julia who passed away May 3, 1909. In 1912 the widow of James Dowd and Michael Dunn married and later made their home in Fort Pierre. When they died, Grandpa Dunn on November 25. 1921, and his second wife in 1955, they were buried in the same plot with their first spouses. The plot looks like this: Michael Dunn Mrs. Dowd 1861- 1865 Oct. 23, 1845 Nov. 25, 1921 Ohio Vol. Co. F. 82nd Reg. Ohio Inf. Julia Dunn James Dowd Born 1850 Died Nov. 6, 1909 Died May 3, 1909 Age 71 years, 8 mo., 24 days A LITTLE TIME on EARTH THEY SPENT TILL GOD FOR THEM THIS ANGEL SENT. EDWARD DUPRIS Edward Andrew Dupris was born in 1856, the fourth child of Fred and Mary Good Elk Woman Dupuis. Edward grew up along the Cheyenne River and was the only one of his brothers and sisters who learned to speak English. He attended Hampton Institute in Virginia. In the early 1880's, he may have accompanied his father and brothers on a round up of five buffalo calves. Ed married Amy/Her Horse Comes Out in 1884. A few years later, their son Charles Mixed Trouble was born. They divorced in 1888 and Amy married Charles Face. Charles Mixed Trouble died in 1897. In 1890, Ed Dupris married a Hampton graduate who was teaching school near the mouth of Cherry Creek -- Mary Traversie. They had four children: Douglas, born in 1891; Andrew, born in 1898; Marcella, born in 1899; and Olive born in 1905. Mary taught for a few years after their marriage and then they moved to Ed's allotment on Bear Creek (northeast of the present town of Dupree). Near their home (now Lawrence Woodward, Jr.'s) is Cedar Hill, towering over the creek. A bear den under the hill gave the creek its name: Mate Wakpala or Bear Creek. The Dupris' lived in a tent while they built their log home. They also built a barn and fences and Ed ran a profitable cattle business. In 1909 Olive died, possibly of appendicitis. Ed Dupris died that same year, leaving his wife, Mary, sons Douglas and Andrew, and daughter, Marcella, in the care of the hired man, Pete Talks. Mary later married Pete Talks and they moved to his allotment near Iron Lightning. Douglas stayed on the place, later marrying Mabel and Eliza Poor Buffalo and moving north of Bear Creek community. Andrew joined the army in 1914. He later married Helen Larrabee and they had seven children. Marcella married Moses Red Bird and they had two children. It is said that the town of Dupree is named for Edward Dupris. (See MARY TRAVERSIE DUPRIS TALKS and POOR BUFFALO.) [photo – Ed Dupuis/Talo Yuta Sni, 1908 (SDSHS)] FRED DUPRIS by Mable Ross During the Civil War time, Fred Dupris had a trading post at Fort Sully. When the Texas trail drivers came up to the post with a herd of cattle, they would let old Fred have the calves. This started him in the cattle business and before long he had thousands of cattle and horses. His brand was the Circle D, which is still used by his granddaughter, Molly Dupris Annis Rivers. They located their ranch on the flats north of the Cheyenne River, in what is now the southeastern part of Ziebach County, not far from the Carlin Bridge. Fred raised the long horn cattle and used the brindle blue long horn bulls. By keeping only the best and most rugged for breeding, Fred's Texas stock was extra good and his four and five year olds sold near the top on the Chicago Market in 1896-1898. [photo – Fred Dupris, son Pete? And wife, Mary Good Elk Woman. (SDSHS)] [photo – Grave of Fred Dupris] [photo – 1880's Girls at Play. Standing in center are Kate Hunter, Ota Ktewin and Marcella Dupris. By the tent are Maggie and Amy Dupris and in front of tent is Bessie Flexible (SDSHS)] [photo – Joseph White Bull, Narcisse Red Fox, Thomas Blue Eyes and Alfred Fisherman, Lillie Carlin (Briggs), Mazie Blue Eyes (In the Woods) and Rosa Ward (Circle Eagle)] [photo – Harriet (Cadotte) and David Xavier Dupris. (SDSHS)] FRED and MARY DUPUIS from "The First Dupree Into South Dakota" by Calvin Dupree Frederick Dupuis came from Longueil, Quebec to Kaskaskia, Illinois and from there to the Cheyenne River area. One Dupuis brother, Pierre (known as Peter), went on up into Montana where he married an Assiniboin Sioux woman. A French-Canadian, Fred Dupuis arrived at Fort Pierre in 1838 and was in employee of the American Fur Company under Pierre Choteau, Jr. Letters from the winter of 1861 were written to Charles Primeau from Fred Dupuis by M. C. Rousseau at the mouth of Cherry Creek. The letters were concerned with reports of the Indian bands and the number of buffalo robes Fred was sending in and a list of the materials he needed for trading and maintaining his small outpost at the mouth of Cherry Creek. The trader (Fred) was concerned that the buffalo were becoming scarce and that the Indians and their horses were "poor". By 1860, we must assume that Fred was married and busy with the affairs of a husband and father. He married a Minniconjou, Good Elk Woman, who became Mary Ann Dupuis. She had one son, Henry Makes Room, from a previous marriage who was adopted by Fred. Mary was the daughter of One Iron Horn and Red Dressing. Some elders in the family remember that Mary was from Cherry Creek. Mary and Fred had nine children. They were: Peter; Maggie (Fisherman); Esther (Ward); Edward; David Xavier; Alma (Blue Eyes); Fred, Jr.; Josephine (Vollin); Vetal; and Marcella (Carlin). "Not one of whom could speak English, with the exception of Edward, who was a student at Hampton, Va." After being an independent trader for some time (and probably as the buffalo dwindled and the Indians were put on reservations) Fred became a stock grower. He built the family home in a beautiful wooded flat on the north side of the Cheyenne River, thirty-five miles west of where it emptied into the Missouri. The patriarchal home was described as being 20 feet by 60 feet, and built of cottonwood logs. As each son or daughter married, a new small log house (called a tipi by the family) was built. These homes had dirt floor and gumbo roofs and were placed in a row near the main house. In addition there were usually a dozen tipis nearby, pitched by the full blood relatives of Mary Dupuis. The living arrangement was truly communal; the women had a large vegetable garden; the men worked the stock; all the cooking and eating was done in one cabin. One of the women baked all the bread, another cooked the meat and vegetables, and another made coffee and served the food. Three times a day 52 people ate together, along with any strangers or friends who might happen along. The Dupuis home was known as a place for sharing good times and good food in the true Indian way. This was the era of government ration dispensing and all 52 of the family members collected their share which was hauled home in wagons from Fort Bennett, even though Old Fred was reputed to be wealthy with "several thousand head of cattle and 500 horses, a small herd of domesticated buffalo and a large amount of other property.'' The marriage of Marcella Dupuis, Old Fred's youngest daughter, to Douglas F. Carlin, a non-Indian, of Pierre must have been a noteworthy event since newspapers from Deadwood and Pierre covered the event. Mr. Carlin was noted as the issue clerk at Cheyenne Agency. The ceremony was performed at the Dupuis home on the Cheyenne River with many important persons from the city, including the Pierre City Council, and unknown numbers of Sioux present. Forty fat steers were to be roasted. All the wedding gifts were put on exhibition after the supper, the most impressive being five hundred head of cattle and fifty ponies from Old Fred, father of the bride, and a decorated buffalo robe from sisters of the bride. The Sioux dancing continued for three days with the only interruption being a pause for more eating every three hours. ...the Dupuis family's contribution to saving the buffalo. In 1883 (or possibly earlier) Old Fred and some of his sons and possibly Basil Clement (Claymore) went on a hunt for some buffalo calves in order to start a herd. By this time the great "surrounds" of the past were over and I can imagine that the desire to preserve at least a few of these animals, so necessary and so sacred to the Indian people, was strong. The group headed northwest from the Cheyenne River and was gone for many months and in Montana, or near Slim Buttes (reports differ), they located a small herd. They finally secured five calves (one report says nine), which were loaded into wagons brought along for that purpose. The calves were taken back to Cheyenne River. By 1888 from this small start the Dupuis had nine pure-blood buffaloes. By the time of Old Fred's death in 1898 the herd had grown considerably, and was purchased by James (Scotty) Philip of Fort Pierre. By 1918 (the herd) had increased to approximately 500 head. The State of South Dakota purchased 46 of these buffalo and transferred them to the State Game Park in Fall River County. Hearsay has it that Scotty Philip sold buffalo to other states and parks also, spreading the original Dupuis stock back into many areas where the buffalo once roamed free by the millions. Old Fred died in 1898 at about age 80. Then, as now, a death was the occasion for sharing through a Give-Away of all the deceased's belongings. From Aunt Molly Dupris Annis Rivers, Old Fred's grand-daughter, I have heard the colorful story of how some of the Dupuis wealth was distributed. It is said that according to Lakota custom, any one who happened by was entitled to a gift and this even included a group of Crow Indians, traditional enemies of the Sioux since anyone can remember. The Crows were invited to join the other guests as they filed by a horse whose saddle bags had been filled with silver dollars. Each person took a silver dollar until they were gone; the next person in line was given the saddle, and the last person received the horse. And in this way, and probably by several other methods, Old Fred's money and property were shared with the people. None of his oft mentioned wealth was inherited by any of his family. Records indicate that Good Elk Woman, Mary Dupuis, died in 1900 at the home of her daughter, Mrs. Tom (Alma) Blue Eyes. One can only wonder about her life after Old Fred died, just as one wonders about her years of living, first as a child at Cherry Creek, then as a young wife of Makes Room and finally as Mary Ann Dupuis, mother of nine half French and half Lakota children. No stories about Mary have come down to me. Her life during the early time of tragedy and defeat for the Indian people cannot have been an easy one. Old Fred and Mary, and many of their descendants, are buried in the Dupuis Cemetery on the hill above the river flat where their family home once was. Nearby is the old ''Buffalo Church''. Old Fred and Mary may be gone, but South Dakota will not forget them. Dupree Creek runs into Rudy Creek and then into the Cheyenne River near the old home site, and the (town) of Dupree is located about 40 miles north of Cherry Creek where Old Fred carried on his fur trading. Just west of the Dupuis cemetery and the old church, in a draw filled with wild plums and chokecherries, the Dupree Spring (called the Circle P Spring, or Garrett Spring today) still furnishes clear, sweet water. Imagine the hundreds of trips made to this spring, winter and summer, to haul water for the Dupuis family living down the hill by the river in the 1800's. The name, though changed from Dupuis to Dupris and in some cases to Dupree, has been carried all over South Dakota and to probably every state in the U.S. by their hundreds of descendants. Calvin Dupree is the son of Adelia Fielder and Jonas E. Dupris; son of Sarah Red Horse and Frank Dupris; son of Harriet Cadotte and Xavier (David) Dupuis; son of Mary Ann Good Elk Woman and Frederick Dupuis. Calvin Dupree is presently a member of the faculty of Education at the University of Lethbridge in Alberta, Canada. [Chart of Dupuis family descendents] [photo – Pictured is Mary D. Rivers in the foreground on 5-24-59 at the old "Buffalo Church" near Dupree (Dupris) cemetery. (SDSHS)] EAGLE CHASING by Jim Eagle Chasing I was born in the year of 1885, near the mouth of Plum Creek in the Cherry Creek country. When I was a boy, I sure liked to play and could always beat the other boys in games. One of my uncles, James Little Chief, made me a necklace out of a deer's feet, and he put it around my neck, told me that I would be a fast runner, and sure enough, he was right. I could make lots of scores in the shinny game played by the Indians, when I was young, because I was a fast runner. My father was an Indian Police at Cherry Creek, and he and my mother always taught me to be honest and to help other people. All my life, I have been a law-abiding citizen and have worked for both whites and Indians. When I wasn't herding cattle, or putting up hay, I would be breaking horses. I had two narrow escapes in my life, although I have ridden many tough horses. One time, my horse threw me and my foot got caught in the stirrup, and the horse dragged me, but I finally managed to break loose. Another time, I was crossing the river, which was high, when we got in deep water, the horse started to buck and threw me off over its head. But I managed to get to shore without being drowned. A few years ago, when the snow was deep in the winter, and the people at Cherry Creek were out of wood, I would go with my saddle horse and drag up parts of trees to those that were disabled and could not help themselves. In the early days, it seemed like I was a great friend of the morning star, because I was up when it was up, just peeping over the hill. In those days, if a cowboy was seen anywhere, he'd be riding a good horse, not a three legged horse, or a worn-out plug like they do nowadays. And the rider himself would be dressed in good high-priced clothing, not in a pair of oxfords or a straw hat, or ride in a military saddle and call himself a cowboy. A real cowboy is a good natured duck and generous and willing to help people out in case of need. The real wild west days have passed away. In the good old days, there were no newspapers and pictures, as we have today. Our pictures were men riding horses, and working on the prairie. My riding days are not over, for I go each day to help someone in need or do what I can for my neighbors. EAGLE CHASING: PROUD OF HIS LIFE WITH THE LAND James Eagle Chasing has a story to tell, and it's a story worth listening to. It's the story of a man who has lived many years with a handicap, but has still managed to live with dignity and honor and make his own way in this world. He has worked long and experienced many hardships, but he has also enjoyed life. Until a few years ago, he danced every year in the Reservation Fair Pow wow. Although he lives in Cherry Creek, 43 miles away, he came on the only transportation he had, horseback. Eagle Chasing, at 91, is still fiercely independent. He has lived alone, because that's the way he likes it. In the following story, Eagle Chasing reminisces, in his own words, over events in his life: "In the year 1885 I was born on this reservation, a fullblood Sioux. "I rode on horseback when I was 4 and I rode broncos at the age of 12. I worked at different ranches, but I always got permission from my mother and father. They always told me not to do anything wrong so I took this advice and grew up with it. "When I was six years old my father had a job as a government Indian policeman and he brought beef cattle from Cheyenne Agency in whatever kind of weather it might be. "These beef cattle were slaughtered and issued to other Indians. He brought these beef cattle to our place, where I watered them. They were mostly longhorn steers, but one time there was one oxen in the bunch, he had a neck yoke scar in the shoulder. "When I was 16 years old my father was sent to work on a station where there were two stores and a big government police headquarters. There were also three churches. "The Indians lived on their places and gathered together every month for their rations. They received monthly rations every June, July and August. They had horse races, and they always sent me to ride at the horse races because I was light and a good rider at that time in 1918. "I took a job as a government Indian policeman until 1938. I had many hardships during the time I was on this job. Part of my job was to watch the government work horses, milk cows, and feed the bulls. I want to tell you this is hard work, especially when a bull would get into somebody's cattle herd and would not leave. I had to rope him and bring him back, and drag him sometimes. I would lead my horse and drive these bulls day and night without sleep or meals. "I had a very good cow pony and a good runner at that. I won often at cow pony races. "One time the pony got gored by a bull, and was bleeding heavily. He almost died, but I pulled him out of it and I took him to a rodeo. He bucked and pulled out from under his rider, and I gave him a name. I called him 'Cracker Jack'. In the year 1923 he was lost or stolen. "I continued to work building a jail and log houses, and working around the government police station. I had a good-looking pinto, a long distance runner and I had a spot wing chaperajos and chased runaway boys with it. I chased one runaway boy on horseback three miles before I-captured him and brought him back to jail, and I also chased another runaway boy through high grass. "The Boss Farmer would give me a sendoff, saying my work was satisfactory but some of the Indians were jealous of me and tried to make me lose my job, but they failed. "Before I entered the police force I had a good home and ranch and some cattle and horses. I lost all of it and now I am poor at present. "In 1910 I ate some poison root and nearly died and since that time I lost my hearing. After that the people didn't like me because I was different but the girls felt differently about me. They always said, 'I love that darling Jim.' "While I worked with the Indian police I took 12 head of fat steers to the Cheyenne Agency, and I took 50 head of steers from Bridger to Eagle Butte for shipment. "I also took 80 head of cattle to Eagle Butte from Cherry Creek. I put one of the weak calves in front of me on my cow pony and kept on driving the herd. "In my younger days, many of the Indians worked against me, saying I was the only one foolishly riding a horse for nothing, but I paid no attention to this. I did not drink nor loaf around like so many boys who spent all their time riding around after girls. "After I resigned from my job, I worked at different ranches doing a variety of jobs. I helped ranchers on trail drives, drove the grub wagon and stood guard during thunderstorms. "I slept wherever I found myself when night fell, with my saddle as my pillow, my raincoat as my cover and slept with my boots and spurs on, ready for anything that might happen during the night.'' Thus ends the saga of James Eagle Chasing. Eagle Chasing recently gave his saddle, bed roll, and riding gear to a friend, Robert Kinning, who in turn took it to the Cultural Center to be displayed. At the Cheyenne River Sioux Tribal Fair and Rodeo over Labor Day, 1977, James was honored by having the rodeo dedicated to him. Tribal Chairman Wayne Ducheneaux presented James with a belt buckle during the rodeo. Bronco Jim was astride a horse to receive the buckle. James moved into the Eagle Butte Manor in January of 1981, because his heart pacer needed attention. James Eagle Chasing passed away in June of 1981. SAM EAGLE CHASING Eagle Chasing Bottom, located west of Cherry Creek Station, is named for Joseph Eagle Chasing. He worked as a scout for the U.S. Army. He lived on this bottom when he settled on the reservation. His sons were Dan Eagle Chasing and Sam Eagle Chasing. Sam Eagle Chasing married Sarah Blue Eyes, the daughter of Red Fox and Skaskawia. They had a son Narcisse who married Grace Lillibridge and their children are Virginia White Feather and LaVerne Straight Head. Grace died and later Narcisse married Berneice Condon. Their sons are Pat and Ronnie Eagle Chasing. Narcisse served in the European Theatre during World War II. He died June 11, 1947 and is buried in the Episcopal cemetery at Cherry Creek. LEVI and LORETTA EATON Levi Eaton was born September 4, 1891 at Kimball, Minnesota. He was married to Loretta Bly on June 9, 1920 in Minneapolis, Minnesota. They homesteaded north of Redelm and ranched until 1953 when they moved to Dupree. Loretta taught the Plainview School for the 1921-22 school term. She rode horseback 25 miles north to the school each Monday morning and back again on Friday night. She was the highest paid rural teacher in the county that year, receiving $100.00 per month. She continued to teach, primarily in Ziebach County, for nearly a half-century. Levi was a World War I veteran and a member of the Masonic Lodge and the I.O.O.F. Lodge. He served for many years on the Redelm Township Board, the Farmers Elevator Board, and served as a District ASCS Committeeman. Their children are: Mrs. Rayford (Shirley) Horton, Mrs. Neal (Dorothy) Dow, Wesley and Robert. Levi passed away in March, 1970 and Loretta currently resides in Faith, South Dakota. EDGAR EBERHARD FAMILY by Mrs. Edgar Eberhard In 1916 Edgar Eberhard filed on a homestead in Ziebach County, twelve miles south of Thunder Butte. We were married in 1917 and he was drafted into the Army. He was discharged in 1918. We came from the Lane, Wessington Springs area and outside of one and a half years, when we went back to Lane to try farming there, we lived on the homestead until 1935. We then moved to a farm seven miles south of Lantry, what is now the Billy McGill place. We lived there until 1946 when we moved to Dewey County to a ranch four miles north of Parade, South Dakota. We lived in a claim shack, in which our seven children were born. My husband had greyhounds for hunting and their home was under the shack, and some nights they kept us awake with their scratching and growling. Allan, our oldest child, was born in 1920 and our youngest, Daryl, was born in 1933. In those first years on the homestead it was not unusual to have horse thieves and cattle thieves stop by to water their animals and rest a bit, and a few hours later the sheriff would ride up hard on their trail. Teenage kids were sometimes arrested for horse stealing, and one time a neighbor killed another with the slightest provocation. Though we had a Model T Ford, much of the time it was broke down so we had to take a team and wagon or go horseback to Redelm or Faith on our business trips. To the west our neighbors included the families of Bill Bockman and Ed Bockman, Joe Cahill and Ken Cahill, Joe Brackett, Distler, and the Junker schoolhouse. To the north were the family of Ted Butler and the Iron Lightning (Butler) schoolhouse. To the northwest were the families of Mel McGinnis, and the Cranes. To the east were the families of Robb, Warren Knipfer, George Griswold, and Grant Iron Lightning. To the south were Walter Ankrum, Frank and Garnet Smith, George Wagner and the Ole Boehrs families. Teachers in the schools included Mr. Hatch, Damon Matter, Lorene (Denton) Vance, Mrs. Lathrup, Mrs. Palmer, Marge Butler and Bob Browder. [photo – Mr. and Mrs. Eberhard, Ardis, Allen, Daryl, Wayne, Rodney and Wanda] [photo – Edgar Eberhard homestead shack, 1918] EDDY FAMILY by John W. Eddy This is a story of a family and a horse. I will start back at the beginning. In the fall of 1917 my brother, Ralph, and I came to South Dakota from Custer County, Nebraska, and filed on homesteads down in the breaks about twenty miles south of Lantry. Due to World War I, we didn't get back to stay until the first of April 1919. Also, my sister, Anabel, filed on a half-section adjoining. She now lives in California, which is a long way from here. When we came to the country we needed some saddle horses badly. We attended an auction sale, I think in the fall of 1921, and bought three head of horses: one little bay filly, one buckskin lineback filly and one little bay gelding we called Barney. We broke him and the buckskin and they both turned out to be real good cow ponies. All but one of the offspring of these two fillies went to slaughter in a hog pen a few miles south of Faith. They went along with my neighbor's horses -- Cad Holmes. Bay filly and all. It's too bad some of us old boys didn't find out in time. There could have been a small Ziebach County war out on the prairie. This sale was held by Mr. Lange, Harold Lange's dad, some two miles northwest of the Johnson Little Wounded place. Mr. Shelton was the auctioneer, he also ran the hotel in Dupree in the early days. We had to do some hard riding in those days as fences were few and far between. We tried to keep our stock inside Ziebach County but about the only fence near us was the old G.S. and Staple M ranches. They had two townships well fenced. Anderson and Ellison were the owners of the Staple M and Grant Smith was the owner of the G.S. Herman Lake of Spearfish was foreman of the G.S. when we came to the country. He is now retired and does nothing but fish for the wily trout of the Black Hills. Well, this little buckskin filly in the spring of '24 produced a golden colored colt. He was a maverick as his sire was never known. We brought him to the headquarters at two years old and broke him to lead and gentled him to ride a little. At three we rode him quite often and he got real gentle. That fall of'27 my oldest daughter, Lorraine, rode him to the Sinkey School five miles northeast of the ranch. From then on he was ridden plenty. I personally rode him many thousand miles. As the family grew they all rode him. They nearly grew up on him. 'Twas there they grew up one big happy family. I remember they were wild as deer, every time anyone drove into our yard they would skin for the creek and hide until the stranger or neighbor would leave. We hardly ever got sick as there were few neighbors to mix with and we wouldn't get exposed. Here the children learned to ride wild ponies. Then came along school. That was a problem I'I1 never forget. Some of our school meetings sounded like ladies aid. We wrestled along with that for many years. I remember a flash flood we had one June afternoon when old Cottonwood went on the rampage. I got Pedro from the corral, got the family mounted along with tarp and some quilts and moved to higher ground alongside a big hay stack. It was getting dusk so Laura and I bedded the kids down. The clouds moved away and the moon was out in full. This little horse would graze a while and then walk to the edge of the bed and look them over as tho he were counting to see if they were all there. He did this several times during the night. I believe he knew they were all there. From here we will move back a few years. In the spring of about 1910 there was a family migrated from Illinois to Custer County, Nebraska. They lived there on a farm for about 8 or 10 years. They were Mr. and Mrs. J. P. Zimmerman and family. In the spring of 1918 they sold but in Nebraska and moved to South Dakota. They bought a farm near Lantry. One of their daughters was Miss Laura Zimmerman. She was my girl friend in Nebraska. I came to Lantry after her in the fall of 1918 and we were married in the parsonage of Reverend G. E. Stayton at Dupree, South Dakota. On the first day of October 1918 we drove to the Black Hills and Deadwood for a few days. Then on home to our little farm home in Nebraska. In the spring of 1919 we had a farm sale and left for South Dakota to stay. Quite a change for us young people into the broad prairie country of South Dakota where there was nothing but prairie and sky. But we learned the ways of the prairie and we learned the ways of our neighbors, the Indians. And we got along very well. Laura was one of the greatest persons I ever knew. A great and wonderful wife and companion. We raised a family of eight and they grew up with the little golden horse. Pedro seemed to be as fond of them as they were of him. When we sold the ranch in Ziebach County and moved to the Black Hills in Spearfish Valley, we brought him along by truck. He always wanted to go back. Always wanted to go east. He seemed to know the direction he came from although he was trucked out. It was on the morning of August the 12th I found him under a willow tree. He had passed away. He had put in his time and helped raise a family. He had lived 36 years and three months. May his soul rest in peace. -1963. CLARKE AND MARIE EDWARDS by Marie Edwards Clarke was born in Lorimor, Iowa, April 9, 1900 and moved with his parents and family to Dupree, South Dakota in August 1916, living south of Dupree on a farm until 1920. At this time they moved 10% miles northwest of Dupree to a homestead his father had filed on before his death in 1919. I was born April 22, 1904 in Hand County, South Dakota, when my parents Claude and Gertrude Maynard lived on a farm about 20 miles west of Orient, South Dakota. I went to a country school called the Jessen School for my 8 years of grade school. It was located about 3 1/2 miles northwest of Orient. On May 1, 1919 I came with my parents, 5 brothers and 3 sisters, to our new homestead 9 1/2 miles northwest of Dupree. We came on a train bringing immigrant cars with our stock and household belongings. On September 3, 1921, Claude Lawrence, my youngest brother, was born. The first fall we were here our neighbors asked me to go with them to a box social and dance at Fairview School south of Dupree, as they were taking their daughter a year older than I, and we had become very good friends. This is where I met Clarke for the first time. Little I thought of him ever becoming my husband at that time although he told me he was going to be my neighbor as they had land near ours. I attended Dupree High School for about 2 years. The fall of 1922 I stayed with my brother, Clair, while he was going to high school. I worked for Pat Quirk in his restaurant, waiting tables and baking pies, cookies and local sales. Pat was a wonderful person, always sending goodies home to Clair. Clarke worked for Pat at the same time I did. He helped prepare meals, washed dishes and baked bread. Alfred Pedersen, from south of town, an old hand at bread making, showed Pat how to get started in the business. In April of 1923, I had to leave my work at the restaurant and go home to help with the family as my mother was seriously ill with cancer. She had to go for major surgery in Aberdeen. A month later Clarke went to work at the garage for Mr. Bacon until the fall when Ed got a good job and Clarke returned to his home. After my mother's recovery, on November 21, 1923 Clarke and I went by team and wagon to Dupree 10 1/2 miles and were married by Reverend Owens, minister of the Congregational Church at this time. Our first winter we stayed with his mother and grandmother and on March 1 Clarke's mother had a stroke and I helped to care for her, with the aid of our good old faithful Dr. Creamer, until May 30, when we had to take her to Aberdeen to have a leg amputated and she never recovered, passing away on July 10, 1924. While I cared for her, she used to have me read her verses from the Bible and always told me just where to find them. So after the clouds were lifted, a little bit of sunshine appeared we were blessed with a son September 12, 1924, Ray C. I must tell of a little experience of farming the first year of our married life. Clarke was breaking a piece of sod with a team and single walking plow and Ed and I were to plant it to beans and watermelons. A neighbor had sent over a lot of watermelon seed, so Ed and I planted a big patch of northern white beans and planted and planted that watermelon seed! Finally Ed said, "What about throwing the rest under that rock pile in the middle of the patch?" I agreed as we were both hot and tired. Years after we would tell Clarke about it and have a good laugh. Our first years I used to set incubators and raise a lot of baby chicks, sold fryers, hens and eggs. They also made food for the table. My chicken coop was one dug in a bank, sodded at the east with windows, poles on the roof with straw and dirt on it. It was a warm coop and we couldn't afford to build one from lumber. Clarke worked as deputy assessor at times. He was assigned to different districts and would go on saddle horse with his books in a canvas bag I made for him, tied on behind the old army saddle. One time when he came home from south of Dupree he brought me a lot of garden seed an Indian lady (Mrs. Oscar Bridwell) had sent me. I really raised some wonderful vegetables from her home grown seed. On September 10, 1926 we were blessed with another son, Gaylord W. Grandma Kagey dearly loved the children, she used to call them her little boys. While the boys were small she took terribly ill, so once again with the aid of Dr. Creamer, we got along real well. Doctor said she had had a stroke and told us just how to care for her and in 2 weeks she recovered no speech defect or any problems. She always said she had her second eye sight as she could see so much better than before. The winter of 1928 we lived in town as Clarke was working at the Broberg Garage and Grandma Kagey stayed with Ed and Ruth for the winter. She became ill and we took Doctor out to check her. The boys- and I stayed to help care for her and when she saw the boys she said, "I don't think I'll ever walk to see my little boys again." She passed away March 1, 1929. In 1933 we sold most of our chickens and started raising turkeys instead. Buying feed and having to dress and ship them wasn't too much of a paying proposition. The coyotes were bad in the brakes and you couldn't let them get out of sight. In the thirties we rented a farm about 2 miles south of our homestead so we were closer for our boys to attend the Lone Tree School. They had one mile from this place (the former Lewis Taylor farm). These neighbors like many others had gone in search of better living places. We, like some, battled out the drought, dust storms, grasshoppers, and WPA days. When the grasshoppers were so bad they took everything, we drove our flock through the garden morning and evening and saved a lot of the garden. On July 6, 1937, God gifted us with a baby daughter, Shirley Marie -- that brought smiles to all the family. In 1942 our turkeys were bringing a little more profit and I bought a quarter of land from the state that had been Echelbarger land in early years. That same year we moved on it and Clarke worked during that summer and fall for E. J. Brammer at the Farmers Elevator and bought the quarter of land to the west so once again it made the distance to high school shorter for the boys and Shirley only had l 1/2 miles to Main School, which she attended her 8 grade years. The boys graduated from school in 1944. Gaylord left for the Navy to serve 2 years in the Pacific Theatre during World War II. Clarke served on the Selective Service Board for a few years during World War II. In 1951 Clarke accepted a position as working foreman of the State Highway Department which he held for nearly 15 years, retiring in 1965. He also served as Justice of the Peace here in Dupree for many years. We moved to town in 1951. Shirley graduated from high school in 1955. Although living in town, I still raised some turkeys on the farm until around 1960. I also cared for our small herd of cattle and did a lot of farm work. I took Adult Education classes for a few months and received my G.E.D. in October, 1968. Clarke's late years found him crippled with arthritis and he had to be on crutches. In November, 1973 we celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary and our children were all able to be with us, along with many friends and relatives. On August l8, 1975 Clarke had a serious heart attack and recovered to be home a few weeks when he had a second attack October 18, 1975 and passed away at the Mobridge Hospital. Masonic services were held in the United Church of Christ in Dupree with burial in the Dupree Cemetery. I have belonged to the Lone Tree Extension Club for 52 years and have many pleasant memories, especially of our early years when we would get together for picnic dinners on the Fourth of July and special occasions, have card parties and dances at the school house or someone's home. In those early years we made our own entertainment. I have also been a member of the Royal Neighbor Lodge Camp 9911 for 52 years. The children are all grown and married, so at present I live alone but still go to the farm and put in my gardens. Ray married Dorothy Horton in 1945. They have 4 children living -- Harlan, Judy, Russel and Jean; one deceased -- infant Dorothy Raye. Ray and Dorothy live in Spearfish, South Dakota. Gaylord married Georgia Rae Roberts June 28, 1960 (She passed away September 28, 1960). He married Clarice Berret September 10, 1975 and they have one son, Donnie Gay. They live in Dupree. Shirley married Gerald Schmautz, September 16, 1961 and they have 5 children, Duane, Dale, Scarlet, Timmy and Danny. They too live in Dupree. [photo – Clarke and Marie Edwards 50th anniversary] [photo – Clark Edwards family. Gaylord, Ray, Clarke, Marie and Shirley. Taken in 1945 when Gaylord was home from Navy over furlough and Ray was married] GEORGE H. and NETTIE C. EDWARDS FAMILY by Marie Edwards George H. Edwards and Nettie C. Kagey were married November 29, 1894 at Des Moines, Iowa. Nettie C. Kagey was the adopted daughter of Henry and Margaret Ann Kagey. Nettie's own parents were Joshua and Catherine Brubaker. George's parents were Francis Marion Edwards, Sr., and Lucretia (Gaylord) Edwards. George and Nettie had two children, both born while they lived in Lorimor, Iowa. Glare Marie (deceased 12-31-1898) was born August 9, 1897. Clarke was born April 9, 1900 and passed away October 18, 1975. In 1905 they were blessed with one month old James Edward Edwards, added to their family (never adopted) to raise as their very own. He was the son of John and Sarah Edwards. The baby's mother had passed away when he was only one month old. After living in Iowa for some time, George had health problems and guess they thought climate would be better in North Dakota and therefore moved there and lived until 1916. They managed a butcher shop in Rolette, North Dakota for a few years. They lived in a log house in the Turtle Mountains, close to St. John. There they managed a trading post, worked with logs, selling and trading posts and cord wood and lumber. They also farmed and had livestock. Mother Edwards kept a diary and will quote some of the findings -- 'August 3, 1915 -- I had a stroke of paralysis on left side. Clarke came up from the field to get drink of water and found me lying out in yard and went for help. Dr. came every day for 8 or 9 days. N.G.' (meaning no good). She made a pretty fair recovery although her arm and hand was not completely all right. So many times in her diary she speaks of Papa not feeling good today. She always referred to George as Papa. Clarke and James (Ed) learned to do a mans work very early in life. Nettie speaks of them going fishing, hunting and trapping, so they had lots of sports too. When they returned to Iowa in 1916 and George went to see his old doctor, he was very much surprised to see him still alive and told him to get himself back out of Iowa and advised him to go to South Dakota. They dealt for a farm south of Dupree from a man whose name was Millard. Once again I quote from the diary 'Arrived in Dupree, August 3. Come out to place August 5th-Sat. P.M. Quite windy. Mrs. Karker came to hotel to meet us. Clarke and Papa brought freight out last night and unloaded it today. Nettie brought her mother, Margaret Ann Kagey, with them to live as Grandma Kagey had lost her husband, Henry, in 1912. Henry was laid to rest in the Woodland Cemetery, Des Moines, Iowa. In her diary Mother Edwards tells of each boy helping to work for neighbors, seemed like one would be getting home and one going, then back helping the father with work at home. Sometimes when they worked for neighbors the boys would be paid fifty-cents or a dollar for a days work. Then too, they did exchange work in harvest and threshing. Some of the neighbors Mrs. Edwards mentioned were -- Barrens, Spies, Karkers, Birkelands, Smocks, Marples, Weavers, Petersens, Griffiths, Zeals, Schetnans, Longbrakes, Gages, Bogues, Cottons, Christiansens, Solmonsons, Roy Fishes, Jake Macas and Runyons. (From Nettie's Diary)-- 'In 1918 during World War I, Clarke joined the Home Guards, escorted soldier boys to Depot.' This same year Clarke's father filed on a homestead about 10 miles northwest of Dupree. On March 2, 1919, George Edwards passed away. Reverend Stayton was the minister and because George was a Mason it was a Masonic service. The snow was so deep the only way they could get to the Dupree Cemetery was with a bobsled and had a hard time to make it then. In 1920, the boys moved with Mother and Grandmother to a claim shack about 2 1/2 miles south of their homestead while they were building their own home. This claim had been the home of the Russel Smith family. They moved to their own home as soon as the boys got a house built. Nettie C. Edwards passed away July 10, 1924. She had taught school for many years before they moved to North Dakota. She was also a member of the Eastern Star. Nettie was buried in the Dupree Cemetery. Margaret Ann Kagey passed away March 1, 1929 at age 90 years, 5 months and 15 days, burial was in the Dupree Cemetery. [photo – George and Nettie Edwards and son Clarke] JAMES EDWARD (EDD) and RUTH (MAYNARD) EDWARDS by Ruth Edwards James Edward (Edd) Edwards was born near Lorimor, Iowa, March 9, 1905, youngest son of John Gaylord and Sarah Berry Edwards. His mother died before he was one month old and his Uncle George and Aunt Nettie Edwards took him to raise. They had one son, Clarke, 5 years old. They lived near Lorimor several years before moving to North Dakota. They lived in Rolette, North Dakota and ran a butcher shop. Later they moved to Rolla, then to a farm near St. Johns, North Dakota in the Turtle Mountain area on the Canadian border. While Edd was very young he learned to row a canoe across the lake to school which was only in session in early spring and late fall. He worked hard at trapping fur bearing animals, fishing and cutting timber for fuel and posts. They sold posts and cord wood. Because of George's and Nettie's health, (he had an arthritis complex and Nettie had a stroke in the fall of 1915) they moved to a farm south and east of Dupree in 1916. Nettie's widowed mother moved to South Dakota with them from Des Moines, Iowa. Edd graduated from the 8th grade at the Fairview School in 1920. Some of his classmates were -- the Birkelands, Smocks, Marples, Christiansen, Runyon, and Schetnan. Some teachers were -- Mrs. Sam Talbott, Alice Birkeland Vance and Cora Wince. George died in March 1919 and is buried in Dupree Cemetery. This left Clarke and Edd to support the mother and grandmother. George had filed on a claim 10 miles northwest of Dupree in 1918, so they moved into a vacant house on a homestead about 1 1/2 miles south of their claim in the spring of 1920 and built a house with the help of neighbors and moved there early in the fall. Clarke and Edd took turns working away from home to make money to buy groceries and clothes. Edd plowed and planted crops, took care of livestock besides building fences and digging wells. He shocked grain and shucked corn for neighbors. In the fall he worked with Sofus Brams building roads with four horses and fresno. Some of the roads he helped build were Leedom Pike, 212, 65, and several county roads. No way was there time for a formal education but Edd was an avid reader and he educated himself in that way. Edd received a violin for his 13th birthday and learned to play it when he was quite young. In the fall and winter, home and school dances and programs were the entertainment for all. Edd, along with Clair and Lester Maynard, Albert Picker, and Bill Thomas with either Mrs. Louis Taylor, Ruth Maynard or Freda Gawenit on the organ chording would play for dances in the Lone Tree community. Nettie passed away in July, 1924 and is buried in Dupree Cemetery. In the spring of 1928 Edd decided to rent a farm south of Redelm from William Nelson and strike out on his own. December 15, 1928 Edd married Ruth Maynard, daughter of Claude and Gertrude Maynard. She was born November 28, 1910 near Orient, South Dakota in Faulk County and moved with her parents to a homestead 9% miles northwest of Dupree in 1919. They moved back to the Lone Tree community. Edd lived on the Edwards homestead and took care of livestock and farmed that summer. In the fall he was working away from home and we moved to the Foreman farm 2 1/2 miles north of Dupree. September 22, 1929, Patience Delores was born on the Foreman place. Doctor Creamer came to the home to deliver her. Edd built roads that fall with Albert Picker, George Pesicka and Sofus Brams. They worked until the ground was frozen too hard to plow and move with the fresno. Later that winter Edd worked for Pete Askins in the livery stable. In the spring of 1930 we moved back to the Nelson farm south of Redelm. The depression and drought the next two years made us decide to look elsewhere for work. We packed a few belongings into the back of our Model T coupe and headed for Iowa. Edd had picked corn and worked on a dairy farm in the winter of 1926 and 1927, so he headed for his father's and brother's place. He picked corn all winter and I helped to do the housework for the family. Because I became homesick, Edd decided to bring me back to South Dakota. In May 1932, we packed the Model T coupe again and with $30 in our pocket headed home. We spent one afternoon fixing a flat tire near St. Lawrence, South Dakota. Every time we got it fixed and started it would go down again. Finally we found a rivet in the spoke of the wheel was sticking through and cutting the tube. Nearly sundown found us heading west but nearly midnight found us too tired to travel any further. Near Agar we asked a farmer to let us sleep in the driveway of his double corn crib. We rolled out our feather tick and blankets and slept on the cement floor. We arrived in Dupree the next day. Leonard Dean was born July 17, 1932. We were staying with my parents and Doctor Creamer came there to deliver him. During the winter of 1932, Patience (Patty) became ill with scarlet fever and we moved to the Foreman farm again. We were quarantined for over six weeks. No one could come and we could not go anywhere. Ed could go off to work but not where there were any children. The spring of 1933 found us back in the farming business again. Crops looked fine and it was nearly harvest time when one day the grasshoppers drifted in. They cut the wheat heads off -- cleaned the barley and stripped the corn until only a slim stalk showed. The hoppers were on the sides of the building until you could not see the boards, on the fence post and made them look twice as large around. They came into the house and chewed holes in the curtains and clothes. Edd and a friend put up some hay together. He worked building the Bednar Dam and Highway 212 until he got a few dollars, sold the hay and packed everything we could in the Model T coupe and took off for Iowa on Thanksgiving with our two small children. We saved money enough to buy two cows and calves. We put in for a government farm loan in 1936 and we had to rent a farm before we could get the loan. We had to have the stock and machinery before we could rent a farm. We went along with a brother-in-law, rented an 80 acre farm. We got the loan for $795. We bought four work horses, seven milk cows, five brood sows, and 20 western sheep besides a few pieces of machinery to farm with. We lived on several farms in Union and Madison counties. Our second son, James Jr., was born June 10, 1937, only one-fourth mile from where his father was born. November 14, 1940 another son, Wayne, joined our family. Things were going pretty good financially but Edd's health began to fail. He had arthritis and because of the cold damp weather, he had pneumonia during winter and spring. In 1943 we had to make a choice. We would get a government loan and buy a farm but was Edd's health going to stand the strain? In December, we decided to buy land in South Dakota. We bought 320 acres of Rural Credit land, 51/2 miles northwest of Dupree. The land had belonged to the Picker Brothers. During the 30's the buildings and fences had been sold. The only thing was the well -- without a pump. We had a farm sale and only brought canned goods, cured meat and furniture. We arrived January 25th and a blizzard hit the 27th. The roads to the farm were blocked and we never got out there until May. We lived in Dupree as Patty, Leonard and Jim were in school. We bought a house from George Ulrich of Faith and had it moved by Reede and Delker. We bought another 320 acres that fall. The next spring we bought 15 cows and calves. We built a barn in the hill side. Each year we would work up and plant a few more acres. I raised chickens and dressed and sold them in Dupree, raised a big garden and canned a lot for winter. Anything to help make a living. My motto has always been "If you can't make a living, live on what you make!" May 19, 1950 another son joined our family. Lloyd Marion was born in the Creamer Community Hospital. Doctor Creamer had retired in 1949 and Doctor White had only been here a couple months. In 1952 we moved from our ranch to the Holmes farm just east of Dupree so our boys could be closer to school. We lived there until 1960 when Edd's health was failing. We moved into Dupree and I babysat for three years for the coach and his wife, Wilbur and Rosemaye Steward. In 1962 we purchased the Lightfield house (Barnes). I still live there. Edd passed away Apri125, 1967 after several years of ill health. He is buried in the Dupree Cemetery. After working three years baby sitting, I worked four years at the Dupree school lunch program. In the fall of 1967 I became employed by the Head Start Program as an aide. I had the privilege to further my education and received my high school certification August 1968, the same year my youngest son graduated from Dupree High School and 40 years after I left high school. I taught Adult Education at the Dupree High School two nights each week for three years along with my Head Start aide job. I took college courses in early childhood education by correspondence and extension from Black Hills State College. I advanced to teacher in 1970 and retired in 1973. I enjoy my retirement doing many hobbies, quilt making, quilting, sewing, crocheting, ceramics, gardening, caring for my home and yard. I still find time to do volunteer work for my church and Dupree Nutrition Center. I enjoy my 20 grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren. Patty and Leo Bakeberg have 10 children: August, Ruth, Debra, Leo Jr., Donald, Mary Jo, Alan, John, Todd and Shelly. Pat and Leo live in Spearfish, South Dakota. Leonard and Velda live in Spearfish, South Dakota. Leonard is employed by Black Hills State College. They have three children: Laura, Rodney and Marla. Jim and JoAnn have three children: Kevin, Deni and Lisa. They live in Montana. Wayne lives in Kalispell, Montana -- he is part owner in a trucking company and an auctioneer. Lloyd and Carla live in Billings, Montana. He is employed by Keebler Cookie Company. They have four children: Tracy, Troy, Chris and Brian. Patty, Leonard, Jim, Wayne and Lloyd all are graduates of Dupree High School. Life has been good to me. I had a wonderful husband and family and enjoy good health. There have been many good things happened in my life. Highlights were in 1970 when I was selected "Grand Lady" of Ziebach County Extension Clubs. In 19801 was awarded the "Citizen of the Year" award from the Dupree Community Club. [photo – Ruth, Edd, Wayne, Leonard, Pat, Lloyd and Jim, 1965] [photo – Ed and Ruth Edwards, 1928] [photo – Ronnie Stout, Edd Edwards and Leonard Birkeland provided "Country Music" at Dupree's Golden Jubilee celebration, 1960] CHARLEY J. ELIASON by Mrs. Lennie (Selma) Eliason Mr. and Mrs. C. J. Eliason were among the early settlers. They arrived at Isabel, South Dakota May 3, 1911. Mrs. and Mrs. Eliason both came from Stockholm, Sweden. They were married at Underwood, Minnesota. Mr. Eliason came to Isabel to file on a claim in 1910. He returned to Minnesota to bring his family to Isabel the following spring. Their homestead was located 9 miles northwest of Isabel in Ziebach County. They had four boys and one daughter. Hilmer, Albin, Alma (Mrs. Slim Mullen), Gothard "Fat" and Lennie. They farmed and raised livestock for a living. The mode of travel in the pioneer days was either horseback or team and wagon. The Eliason place was considered a "HalfWay" place. Many who lived farther from Isabel would stop at Eliason's on their way to and from town and spend the night. The welcome mat was always out. Many a night there was hardly room for one more in a bed or on the floor, but if one more came, he was welcome. Many a time the furniture was pushed back or carried out of doors to make room for dancers. Hilmer played the violin and Alma played the guitar. The cowboys who rode the range often came by to "swap" stories, enjoy Mrs. Eliason's good cooking and spend the night. Mr. and Mrs. Eliason both worked for Jim and Nan Tidball. About 1920 they purchased an additional homestead on Irish Creek about 18 miles southwest of Isabel, in Ziebach County. Here they made their home until Mr. Eliason passed away July 3, 1932. Mrs. Eliason then made her home with Gothard of Lantry and Lennie of Isabel. She passed away in March of 1935. LENNIE ELIASON by Selma Eliason Lennie was born at Tordensjeld, Minnesota on December 28, 1908. He came with his parents by immigrant train to Isabel. An interesting fact, both Lennie and I arrived on the same immigrant train May 3, 1911. I was born in Underwood, Minnesota and came from near Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Lennie got his education in the small country schools. Two of his teachers were Mr. Mitchell and Ernest Reber at Eliason. After the Eliason family moved down on Irish Creek he had Mrs. Ray Pinnell and Art Koch as his teachers at Grondahl School. The closest high school was eighteen miles away at Isabel, so he did not attend. Anyway, he was more interested in "Breaking Broncs" and riding in rodeos! Lennie and I were married July 16, 1930. We have one daughter, Mrs. Bierwith of Castie Rock, Colorado; a son Earl of San Jose, California; and a son Leon of Buffalo, Minnesota. In 1941 we moved to Richmond, California where we both worked for Henry Kaiser in the shipyards as welders. This was during World War II. We moved from El Cerrito, California in October 1946 to Rapid City, South Dakota. We were members of Trinity Lutheran Church. Lennie was engaged in construction work. He built many homes in Rapid City over a period of years. We left Rapid City in the fall of 1969 and moved to Buffalo, Minnesota. We moved to Spearfish, South Dakota in the summer of 1970. Lennie passed away in February of 1978. FRED G. ENGLAND FAMILY by Ken England My parents homesteaded in Ziebach County six or seven miles north of the Moreau River and about a mile south of Red Earth Creek in 1911. My father, Fred G. England, was born in Ohio in 1872. His father, Joseph England, of German descent, was a freighter for the Union Army during the Civil War. He moved his family to Missouri in about 1880, where my father grew up. My mother, Frances (Fannie) Hasten, was born near Springfield, Missouri. Her father, Jeremiah (Jerry) Hasten, of Irish and Cherokee descent, was a freighter for the Confederate Army. After the death of his first wife (my grandmother), Grandfather Hasten moved the youngest and as yet unmarried children with him to St. Joseph, Missouri where he and his sons were employed in the Hammond (later Armour) meat packing company. My father was also employed at Hammond's as what was then known as a stationary engineer, being responsible for the refrigerating equipment. My parents were married in St. Joseph in 1908. My brother and I were born in St. Joseph. In an explosion in the plant, my father received a head injury which left him unable to work there any longer. In 1911, my father moved his family to South Dakota. Although a house had been built on the claim, my father worked as a janitor at the Isabel School to earn enough money to purchase a small herd of cattle to get started in the ranching business. We moved to the farm in about 1914. The first one room house was added to and the whole structure was sodded up to the eaves to protect us from the bitter cold. We used lignite coal, mined locally, for heating and cooking. We had no electricity, our water came from a well dug with a drop-auger machine. My brother and I attended the Wilson School, usually riding horses so that we could tend livestock before and after school. For a year or so Arthur and Wesley Boldt and the two of us were the only pupils. My parents usually bearded the teacher. My father served on the district school board for several years. I graduated from Isabel High School in 1926 and attended a vocational school in Aberdeen where I began to learn the welding trade. I later attended the University of Texas at Austin and Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. My brother, Olan, died in 1933 and is buried in Isabel Cemetery. That same year my parents came to Texas to live with me. They are both buried in Roselawn Cemetery in San Antonio. I remember something of the flu epidemic during World War I, in particular, a man and wife by the name of Babb, they were at our house one Sunday afternoon, the following Sunday afternoon they were buried. I remember the severity of the winters, in particular one March, for a day or so a gentle chinook had warmed the country and most of the snow was melted, the thermometer stood at 70 degrees in the afternoon, by the following afternoon we were in the grip of a howling blizzard and the thermometer had fallen to 30 below zero, a drop of 100 degrees in twenty-four hours. I remember the Sioux Indians traveling from Thunder Butte Station to Isabel and home again, they would camp at our place because of the abundance of good water from our well. Because our place was on a fairly well traveled trail, on stormy nights my mother would always see that a kerosene lantern was hung on a high pole as a guide to travelers. There was always room at our table and a place to sleep at night for those who could not make it home. I remember (Dad) Whitehead, who with his son, Joe, had a livery stable in Isabel. Dad died in the saddle while trailing a herd of cattle. My wife, the former Elsa Alberti, and I are retired from teaching school, although we stay active in church and civic affairs. She works part time as a volunteer in a nearby nursing home. I am an associate pastor of the Pond Springs Baptist Church with a ministry to older adults. We have two children: Joe is a research scientist at the University and Ruth is a teacher at Georgetown. Each of them has two children.