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Official publication of Wild Ones-Natural Landscapers, Ltd. Wild Ones Journal is made possible in part by the generous support of the Liberty Prairie Foundation MARCH/APRIL 1999 ~ VOLUME 12, NO.2 @ about all that could be done, as the ... I made a flail and then went up As many of us go about our sod was very tough. on the prairie to thresh out a grist. It "prescribedburns" (see Wild Ones Wheat was generally harrowed in. had to be threshed on the ground of Handbook, Prairie Maintenance The ground was plowed for corn. The course, and the wind must blow the chapter), it is interesting to note plows that were here were brought chaff out of it, for there was no fan- the perceptions of America s settlers from the East and were a miserable ning mill to do it. on the fiery "landscape that was." excuse for a plow, as they would not I worked one day and the next day score on the prairie soil; but it was I calculated to get enough for the use them or none. grist. For some reason I had failed to In 1839, Chas. T Gifford, of Elgin, take my dinner with me, and started m., invented the first plow that would home after it. I had got down near the FIRE run clean. The mould board was made big spring on the Bagley farm, when From a letter by Cyrus Church of boiler iron, the point of steel. Of I looked back and saw a smoke near dated Friday, April 1, 1898, course he had it patented and it was a my wheat. I started back to see about Walworth, Wis.: wonderful good thing for the farmer. it and when I got to the top of the hill then spring of 1838 real farming The land being new and free from I saw the fire on the top of my stack. commenced on the prairie, the weeds, the crops were good. The grain I hurried along to see if I could save Iprevious year's [ground] break- had to be threshed with a flailor trod- something, as I had left my tools ing being in good condition to culti- den out with cattle or horses. In 1840, there. There was a stack of hay near- vate and put in crops. When the land a man by the name of Knapp, of Dela- by which was on fire and in many was first broken a little corn was van, brought the first threshing ma- places the fence was burning. I had sometimes planted. They would take chine onto the prairie. It consisted of not been gone from there an hour and an axe and strike the bit into a furrow, a cylinder only,and we separated the when I left there was no sign of fire or then drop in the grain and give a blow straw from the grain with pitchforks. smoke in sight. on each side to cover it. This was That was pretty nearly perfection. (continued on page 2) Historical accounts submitted by members Wendy Walcott, Margaret Ovitt, Mark Charles and Dan Savin !roal::E (continued from front page) to Iowa first, walking out here. We From the book Fond du Lac County, I think it was the first week in lived in Wisconsin. He bought 80 Wzsconsin, Past and Present, 1912. October. There had been a heavy acres of land with a little log cabin An original prairie of tall and frost to kill the grass, but we had no on it, with one room; Father bought exuberant grass on fire, especially at idea that fire would run yet. We had a pony to ride back to Wisconsin. night, was a magnificent spectacle, had no experience with it as there We, my mother and three children, enjoyed only by the pioneer. Here is had been no fire the two seasons Estelle, Chester and myself, then an instance where the frontiersman, before. The fire started in the south- moved to Iowa with Father. The cov- proverbially deprived of the sights west part of the prairie, and a heavy ered wagon was loaded with house- and pleasures of an old community, wind took it across the prairie as fast hold goods, all we could bring ... I is privileged far beyond the people as a horse could run. Mr. Bell had a remember several things along the of the present day in this country. little log house near where the house road, one especially when we came to One could scarcely tire beholding the he afterwards built now stands. He the Mississippi river. Had to drive the scene, as its awe-inspiring features had some stacks of hay about there, wagon on a flat boat and that fright- seemed constantly to increase, and and the fire licked up everything ened me so I never forgot. I also the whole panorama unceasingly clean but the house. remember when we stopped at changed like the dissolving views of A few days after this we saw a Dubuque to sell the honey we had a magic lantern, or like the aurora smoke which appeared to be some brought along with us. I remember borealis. Language cannot convey, distance away. Mr. Sanders said we seeing the big dolls in the store win- words cannot express the faintest had better go and burn around our dows. idea of the splendor and grandeur of stack of hay. We had put up a large My sister and I had the whooping such a conflagration at night. It was rick of hay in company, near where cough on the way, but not very bad, as if the pale queen of night, disdain- Orson Bilyea lives. We hurried along as traveling seemed to be good for it. ing to take her accustomed place in and got there just in time to see the My brother did not have it then. We the heavens, had dispatched myriads fire jump on the stack, and we left for finally arrived at our new home in upon myriads of messengers to home. Iowa . light their torches at the altar of the ... Some time in April, Joseph Father had to buy some livestock setting sun until all had flashed into Bailey came to Walworth. It was get- and farm implements, but wegot one long and continuous blaze. ting to be dry and pleasant weather, along fine. There was no Creston The following graphic description and one day while we were away he then. Afton was our nearest town, of prairie fires was written by a saw smoke at a distance. Fearing about 15 miles, and with but two traveler through this region in 1849: the fire might run through there houses Onthe road to there. We had "Soon the fires began to kindle and burn the rails [fences], he went to guard against prairie fires, as there wider and rise higher from the long to burn around them, and in so was so much open prairie all around grass. The gentle breeze increased to doing burned up every rail; but the us. We had to "back-fire," as it was stronger currents and soon fanned fire he was afraid of never came near. called, all around the place. Father the small, flickering blaze into fierce About this time my mind was not would plow all the way around the torrent flames, which curled up and in a very amiable condition, but when farm, on each side of a wide strip-- leaped along in resistless splendor, I met Mr. Bailey, he was feeling so wide enough so that fire would not and like quickly raising the dark much worse than I was capable of jump across it. The grass in between curtain from the luminous stage, the that it had a wonderful influence over the plowed strip would be burned off. scenes before me were suddenly me. Though I felt the loss of the rails We children would like to go along changed as if by the magician's wand, keenly, I never blamed Mr. Bailey for with Father at night when he burned into one boundless amphitheater, what he had done for he was trying the tall prairie grass on the strip. This blazing from earth to heaven and to do us a kindness, and was ignorant was once each fall. We had to do this sweeping the horizon round,- of what the prairie fire was capable of to protect our farm from those terri- columns of lurid flames sportively doing. ble prairie fires. mounting up to the zenith, and dark From said experience we learned When Father had to go to Afton clouds of crimson smoke, curling to guard against prairie fires which after groceries, we always took away and 10fttill they nearly gave us much trouble some seasons, matches along. If we saw a fire along obscured stars and moon, while the as our fences were constantly the way, we could burn off a place rushing, crashing sounds, like roar- exposed. to get away from the fire as the fires ing cataracts mingled with distant were so swift in that tall dry prairie thunders, were almost deafening. From an account by Ida Osmond grass. We could see what we called Danger, death, glared all around; it Heaton (1861-1963): "buffalo wallows" all along the way, screamed for victims, yet, notwith- We carne to Iowa in October 1865. as it had not been very many standing the imminent peril of prairie I was 3 ~ years of age. We came in a years since this was buffalo pasture fires, one is loath; irresolute, almost covered wagon.