May 9, 1939
Uncle Boughton Willson was of Irish descent and we always think of them as being thrifty and hard working people. He put in long days and made them count and everything he had the care of showed that he was a good master and all the children in the neighborhood called him uncle Boutie and in return he loved them just as dearly when I and my older brother boarded with them when the school was so much closer to them than the school at our home and we loved to be there. Uncle always could find something for us, pop corn or tell us stories of which was a great xxxx. In the spring of the year, he made maple sugar then. Such a nice time making the syrup into sugar and how children did love that new sugar will I think everyone would. love the taste of new maple syrup but in my time I find very many that don't know what it is. We lived near an Indian village and the Indians used to make mukluks out of birch bark and take hedge hog quills, color them different colors, and then trim the birch bark mukluk in different colors and shapes and they were very pretty and the sugar that they put into the mukluks was fine like our brown sugar. Uncle Boutie and Aunt Fidelia had four children, Horace named after grandfather Dexter, then Hannah Lucy for Grandma Dexter, then George after so many I think because George is really such a good name. I've told you about my uncle Boutie making sugar, He was so anxious to do a lot of work. He worked too hard, got wet in the rain, took cold and got pneumonia, only lived about three days till the good father called him to come up higher. His last daughter (Esther who married Stephen Leighton, a brother of William who married Addie Barnes, a sister of Martha who is writing this account), he never saw her and it seems pathetic for the child to think she never saw her own father. Poor child she used to say the other girls all got a papa but I haven't. She seemed to feel so sad about it a Mr. Wade cousin to Mr. Wilson told the little fatherless girl you call me papa but someone told her that won't be your own dear papa. She said I don't want a make believe papa. Horace such a good boy, just like his koon (sp) but rich in spirit and disposition, so good to everyone. The children were all good and to sum it all up they could not be otherwise and belong to the Uncle Boutie and Aunt Fidelia Wilson.
Uncle Boughton Willson was of Irish descent and we always think of them as being thrifty and hard working people. He put in long days and made them count and everything he had the care of showed that he was a good master and all the children in the neighborhood called him uncle Boutie and in return he loved them just as dearly when I and my older brother boarded with them when the school was so much closer to them than the school at our home and we loved to be there. Uncle always could find something for us, pop corn or tell us stories of which was a great xxxx. In the spring of the year, he made maple sugar then. Such a nice time making the syrup into sugar and how children did love that new sugar will I think everyone would. love the taste of new maple syrup but in my time I find very many that don't know what it is. We lived near an Indian village and the Indians used to make mukluks out of birch bark and take hedge hog quills, color them different colors, and then trim the birch bark mukluk in different colors and shapes and they were very pretty and the sugar that they put into the mukluks was fine like our brown sugar. Uncle Boutie and Aunt Fidelia had four children, Horace named after grandfather Dexter, then Hannah Lucy for Grandma Dexter, then George after so many I think because George is really such a good name. I've told you about my uncle Boutie making sugar, He was so anxious to do a lot of work. He worked too hard, got wet in the rain, took cold and got pneumonia, only lived about three days till the good father called him to come up higher. His last daughter (Esther who married Stephen Leighton, a brother of William who married Addie Barnes, a sister of Martha who is writing this account), he never saw her and it seems pathetic for the child to think she never saw her own father. Poor child she used to say the other girls all got a papa but I haven't. She seemed to feel so sad about it a Mr. Wade cousin to Mr. Wilson told the little fatherless girl you call me papa but someone told her that won't be your own dear papa. She said I don't want a make believe papa. Horace such a good boy, just like his koon (sp) but rich in spirit and disposition, so good to everyone. The children were all good and to sum it all up they could not be otherwise and belong to the Uncle Boutie and Aunt Fidelia Wilson.
May 9, 1939
Uncle Boughton Willson was of Irish descent and we always think of them as being thrifty and hard working people. He put in long days and made them count and everything he had the care of showed that he was a good master and all the children in the neighborhood called him uncle Boutie and in return he loved them just as dearly when I and my older brother boarded with them when the school was so much closer to them than the school at our home and we loved to be there. Uncle always could find something for us, pop corn or tell us stories of which was a great xxxx. In the spring of the year, he made maple sugar then. Such a nice time making the syrup into sugar and how children did love that new sugar will I think everyone would. love the taste of new maple syrup but in my time I find very many that don't know what it is. We lived near an Indian village and the Indians used to make mukluks out of birch bark and take hedge hog quills, color them different colors, and then trim the birch bark mukluk in different colors and shapes and they were very pretty and the sugar that they put into the mukluks was fine like our brown sugar. Uncle Boutie and Aunt Fidelia had four children, Horace named after grandfather Dexter, then Hannah Lucy for Grandma Dexter, then George after so many I think because George is really such a good name. I've told you about my uncle Boutie making sugar, He was so anxious to do a lot of work. He worked too hard, got wet in the rain, took cold and got pneumonia, only lived about three days till the good father called him to come up higher. His last daughter (Esther who married Stephen Leighton, a brother of William who married Addie Barnes, a sister of Martha who is writing this account), he never saw her and it seems pathetic for the child to think she never saw her own father. Poor child she used to say the other girls all got a papa but I haven't. She seemed to feel so sad about it a Mr. Wade cousin to Mr. Wilson told the little fatherless girl you call me papa but someone told her that won't be your own dear papa. She said I don't want a make believe papa. Horace such a good boy, just like his koon (sp) but rich in spirit and disposition, so good to everyone. The children were all good and to sum it all up they could not be otherwise and belong to the Uncle Boutie and Aunt Fidelia Wilson.
Uncle Boughton Willson was of Irish descent and we always think of them as being thrifty and hard working people. He put in long days and made them count and everything he had the care of showed that he was a good master and all the children in the neighborhood called him uncle Boutie and in return he loved them just as dearly when I and my older brother boarded with them when the school was so much closer to them than the school at our home and we loved to be there. Uncle always could find something for us, pop corn or tell us stories of which was a great xxxx. In the spring of the year, he made maple sugar then. Such a nice time making the syrup into sugar and how children did love that new sugar will I think everyone would. love the taste of new maple syrup but in my time I find very many that don't know what it is. We lived near an Indian village and the Indians used to make mukluks out of birch bark and take hedge hog quills, color them different colors, and then trim the birch bark mukluk in different colors and shapes and they were very pretty and the sugar that they put into the mukluks was fine like our brown sugar. Uncle Boutie and Aunt Fidelia had four children, Horace named after grandfather Dexter, then Hannah Lucy for Grandma Dexter, then George after so many I think because George is really such a good name. I've told you about my uncle Boutie making sugar, He was so anxious to do a lot of work. He worked too hard, got wet in the rain, took cold and got pneumonia, only lived about three days till the good father called him to come up higher. His last daughter (Esther who married Stephen Leighton, a brother of William who married Addie Barnes, a sister of Martha who is writing this account), he never saw her and it seems pathetic for the child to think she never saw her own father. Poor child she used to say the other girls all got a papa but I haven't. She seemed to feel so sad about it a Mr. Wade cousin to Mr. Wilson told the little fatherless girl you call me papa but someone told her that won't be your own dear papa. She said I don't want a make believe papa. Horace such a good boy, just like his koon (sp) but rich in spirit and disposition, so good to everyone. The children were all good and to sum it all up they could not be otherwise and belong to the Uncle Boutie and Aunt Fidelia Wilson.
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