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‘ . W \ \ \ \ \ > \ % SATURDAY SUNDAY â€" _JANUARY 17, 1987â€"9a _ ° f s n â€"ar ~ece 1 1 H « P 1 w ow the cow jumped \ \ \ | ; w over the moon \ 1 "e Nor does one tell about the pioâ€" | _ 32 ) _zb . neer family‘s arrival in Phelps | ;helps " ... & â€" one spring. The family acquire a | ‘ rances 4 § r5® 5 _ lof and built a nice log cabin. ‘ Mortis ‘wly _ t f â€" When ‘winter came, the family f | | 663â€"2393 d /. A _ went south again planning to reâ€" & | i J __ _ dfs, â€" turn the following spring. | ; . W / $X _ The only problem was when | * 2s they returned, there was no trace | ‘ For many years my family has _ of the building. It. was gone â€" evâ€" | : been involved in compiling. the . ery log of it. However, the lady of j i history of Phelps Township. the family always felt rather susâ€" | 1 As a staunch Women‘s Institute _ picious of the fact that her cousâ€" | ‘ member, my grandmother began _ in, who lived in the township, too, | the project of putting together the _ had also acquired a‘nice new log | local branch‘s Tweedsmuir Histoâ€" barn. & | | ty of the Township. From an offiâ€" Houses aren‘t the only things { cial source unknown to me,.she which have disappeared under | \ obtained a list of all the people _ mysterious circumstances. In the | ‘ who first settled in the township _ early days, residents of the comâ€" | ; when it was opened for settle= _ munity decided they would like to | ; ment in 1920, and the number of _ have a bridge over the North Rivâ€" | ‘ the lot on which each one resided. _ er, and enough logs were cut and | ‘L She also listed all the post office . hauled to the site in late fall to | w locations, post masters and post complete the project the next | ‘ mistresses of the area. > spring. These went AWOL during | \ > When my mother took over in . the winter when firewood became | \ the 1940‘s, she was more interestâ€" . in short supply. > | | ed in the settlers themselves than _‘ But of course, you can‘t write | | in the bare facts of who lived _ that down. a ’ } where. She talked to the pioneer Nor can you put in the tale | ; residents for hours, and put their _ about the old bachelor who lived | \ personal stories into the history. _ in a oneâ€"room cabin. He was ruâ€" | | The many volumes of the . mored to be notoriously lazy; too ‘ Tweedsmuir Hisfory are now on . lazy, in fact, to cul the poles | | display at Phelps Community Liâ€" which he was using for fuel into | j brary for public viewing. lengths to fit the old box stove he | ‘ The history is a factual thing. had. Heâ€"would poke one end of | ; However, many of the anecdotes _ the poles in the stove, and balâ€" | | that people had to. tell never â€" ance the opposite end on a chair, 1 found their way onto paper. pushing the poles further..in as L One has to be careful what is _ they burned away. He even had it a ‘ put in writing. arranged so he could do this withâ€" . Some years ago, I became inâ€" â€" out getting out of bed. ; volved in updating the volumes Some of the stories stretch into and ran into the same thing myâ€" the realm of the unbelievable. % |f self. It is utterly amazing what _ Like the one about the old settler i people will tell you. Usually the who never cleaned out his cow f remarks begin, "Now, whatever barn. As winter progressed, the you do, don‘t put this in, but. . ." _ pile of manure became larger One lady who resided in the and larger. As the barn featured > township in the late 1930s was a _ Airâ€"conditioning through several ‘ widow with three children and _ Cracks in the walls, the pile soon lived on Mother‘s Allowance. This became frozen stiff and impossâ€" f didn‘t provide for any luxuries. ible to remove. So, in an effort to i When she was offered some Solve the problem, the settler ‘ moose meat by friends who lived _ bored a small hole under the pile : in Quebec, she did not question . and placed a stick of dynamite in ‘ whether or not it had been shot in _ it. Unfortunately, he forgot to reâ€" j season, nor whether or not it was move the cow from the barn beâ€" legal to transport it across the . fore lighting the fuse. ‘ border. This is, purportedly, the origin ‘ . Instead, she and her small _ of the story of how the cow jumpâ€" baby boarded the Deluxe bus _ ed over the moon. which travelled the newlyâ€"built I think the person who told. me Temiskaming highway for the . that one might have been pulling journey to pick up the meat. For _ my leg. the return trip, her friends carâ€" enz ried a large wrapped cardboard 1 box containing the meat to the 1 bus, and placed it under the seat 1 ahead of her. During the trip 6 i home that seat became occupied > | by the local game warden. 1 The lady in question rode with 1 great trepidation until she 1 arrived at her stop. Her son was } waiting there with a toboggan to haul the meat home. Imagine her shock when the game warden offered to carry the heavy box * out to the toboggan for her. Her son lost no time in removing the box, and the family breathed a sigh of releif when the bus left with the game warden on it. ‘ This is the type of thing which ’ one does not put into print. 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