Saturday, September 10, 2011

Later that year, we sold out and moved to Chance, Montana where our youngest son Hart was born. The weather was very bad and we were snowed in. We had to deliver him without the doctor present. The Lord was with us again and he was born healthy and strong on __ ______ 1927. While in Montana, I served as the Mutual President. While we were in Belfrey, we had a big snow, a couple of feet and then it rained and froze hard. There were thousands of wild horses in the plains. The men in the area knew the horse would starve with no way of breaking through the ice, so we rounded them up to load them on train cars. I counted more than 7,000 wild horses. There was more than a four mile solid string of horses. The mares would foal on the trail and just have to leave them behind. Many horses were saved by the town people.

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