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Howard Herron Memoir - University of Illinois Springfield

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<strong>Howard</strong> <strong>Herron</strong> 19<br />

came over here. Gertrude was her first name and she had a birthday party<br />

out there and out at the farm and everybody was invited in our class and<br />

everybody was boy, girl, boy, girl. I had my first date that night.<br />

Q: How old were you then?<br />

A: Oh, 1 was ten or twelve years old then and Anita Bradley was her<br />

name. She's dead now and oh, all we done was held hands and help them<br />

over the fence or something like that. Went out in the timber and picked<br />

flowers and came back and had ice cream and cake and then they brought us<br />

all back to town and we played ring-around-the-rosie, old style games.<br />

Q: Talking about this pheasant farm, what would be the price <strong>of</strong> a<br />

pheasant in those days?<br />

A: Oh, they didn't sell them.<br />

Q: They did not sell them, they were not used to eat?<br />

A: No, well, yes, they were, they would ship them in crates to other<br />

parts <strong>of</strong> the state and turn them loose to inhabit the state with the<br />

pheasants. The farmers got so that they hated the pheasants because the<br />

pheasants would go along and the corn would get up about that high and<br />

they'd pull the corn up and they'd eat the grain <strong>of</strong>f <strong>of</strong> it, finally the<br />

State had to do away with the State Game Farm. I remember one time they<br />

had a cyclone came over across here and it blew over all the coops and it<br />

just killed them by the thousands. They took two cars from the railroad<br />

here and then went out and went around and picked up them dead birds and<br />

put them on these boxcars and took them to Chicago and took them to the<br />

poor people. They were New Pork dressed. That same night <strong>of</strong> that cyclone<br />

we went to Pawnee to a football game at the high school over there, and<br />

it broke all the window lights in the train and had telephone poles down<br />

on the tracks between here and Pawnee. And we couldn't, some <strong>of</strong> us, the<br />

rest <strong>of</strong> us had the hotel reserved there, all the rooms in the hotel, what<br />

rooms they had. And some <strong>of</strong> the boys, some <strong>of</strong> the Pawnee football players<br />

took some <strong>of</strong> the boys home with them to stay all night and about ten <strong>of</strong><br />

us stayed up in the jail, the courtroom. And the pr<strong>of</strong>essor over at<br />

Pawnee went, every town had a livery stable then, didn't have automobiles<br />

then. If you went any place, you'd go hire a horse and a buggy. And so<br />

the pr<strong>of</strong>essor, went and got blankets, horse blankets, they had nice<br />

cloths, they kept the horse blankets clean, they were nice, and they gave<br />

us all a blanket a piece and that's when we came home. When we went over<br />

there it was just short sleeve weather and that's, that was the eleventh<br />

month, eleventh day in 1911 when it happened. I'll never forget it as<br />

long as I live and we slept on the tables there in the courtroom and come<br />

home the next morning on the train. And the window lights were out and<br />

it was pretty cold and we had a horse blanket around us. We brought the<br />

horse blankets to school and they got them all together and took them<br />

back over to the livery barn.<br />

Q: A cyclone in November?<br />

A: Eleventh month, eleventh day in 1911. Quite a cyclone in Texas too<br />

then. They said the ~utton's Clothing Store here that hail came down

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