Samuel Rich South

by Dorothy South Hackworth

 

Samuel was the sixth child and son of a family of ten born to Charles South and Elizabeth Taylor Rich.  He was born September 11, 1871 in Salt Lake City, Utah.  His father was a carpenter-farmer by trade, and his mother was a dedicated Latter-day Saint.

 

The ten children consisted of seven boys (William, James, Charles, John, Edward, Samuel, and Abraham, and three girls Agnes Taylor, Elizabeth and Catherine. Each child received the middle name Rich, except Agnes.

 

Charles South's parents were William South and Catherine Nicholsen Powell. Elizabeth Taylor Rich's were John Rich and Agnes Taylor. Agnes' mother was also named Agnes, a sister of John Taylor. He became the third president of the LDS Church. John Taylor was an apostle at the time he performed the marriage of Charles South and Elizabeth on April 8, 1859.

 

Four of the South children died soon after they were born: namely, James, Charles, Abraham and Elizabeth.  Charles and Elizabeth and their sons William, John, Edward and Samuel arrived in Randolph, Utah on April 13, 1873, on a cold, stormy day, only three years after the first settlers had arrived.

 

Charles was a carpenter by trade, a good cabinet maker and cooper, making adobes by using one horse to turn the mill.  He carved out water pails, tubs, etc. for the settlers. He also made coffins, and at one time worked day and night for two weeks to meet the demands during a diphtheria epidemic. Elizabeth trimmed the caskets with white cloths.

 

Charles could get out logs, saw the lumber and do the carpentry work. He made chairs and tables, wooden potato mashers and rolling pins.  He made 100 chairs for the Randolph chapel before the year 1900.  First he made chairs for the Relief Society room.  He had a lathe to turn the legs and rounds for the chairs and tables.  Two of these chairs are possessed by Sam's sister Catherine's daughter, Sara Spencer Nicholson, and Sam's granddaughter, Elayne Bybee has one.

 

He also made his daughter-in-law, Hannah, a washstand and a huge movable wardrobe clothes closet.  He helped build the meeting house in Randolph and the jail and some of the residences.  He helped build the  beautiful brick tabernacle.  He sawed on the timber for the curves until his arm would give out.

 

He worked at sawmills in Ogden, also in Mill Creek canyon, owned by John Taylor. He attended services in the Tabernacle, also the School of the Prophets.  In Randolph he did what he was called on to do in the Church.  For years he did the baptizing and kept a record in his diary of the ones he baptized.  He was janitor of the meeting house for eight years, and served in the Sunday School over twenty-five years.  He taught his family correct principles and lived an exemplary life. He owned his own home located next door to the tabernacle and had a store in the front part of it. This home was later owned by his son Samuel.

 

Charles had a prostrate gland condition but lived until he was 76 without surgery. He died September 11, 1911, which was Sam's birth date.  Charles' wife Elizabeth, out of their frugal living, saw to it that her daughters had music lessons.  She was the first Young Ladies' Mutual president.  She served as Primary president and held Primary in her home with children sitting in a circle on the floor.  Elizabeth was a gentle woman and was loved and admired by the children, her family and many friends.  It has been said that she would crochet, or knit one ball of yarn after the evening meal every night while Charles read to the family.  She died during menopause at the young age of fifty on January 29, 1891.

 

Samuel Rich South was only a few months past two years of age when his parents moved to Randolph where he spent his early life. He attended Brigham Young College at Logan, Utah.

On June 15, 1896, he was called on a mission to the Southern States. He was ordained a Seventy under the hand of B. H. Roberts who at the time was one of the seven presidents of the Seventy.  He gave this young missionary a prophetic blessing which was later fulfilled to the very letter.  Among many other inspiring words, Brother Roberts said,

 

"You are called and set apart to go to the Southern States.  Fear not.  Humble yourself before the Lord.  Call upon Him for strength, knowledge and wisdom.  Love the Lord with all your might, mind, and strength.  Let virtue garnish they thoughts unceasingly, then shall thy confidence shall wax strong in the presence of God, and the doctrines of the priesthood shall distill upon thy soul as the dews from heaven. The Holy Ghost shall be thy constant companion. Be prayerful and humble and you shall never be confounded; words shall flow unto you faster than you can speak them.  Mobs shall gather and threaten your life, but the Lord shall protect you from them, and you shall fulfill an honorable mission and return home in peace and safety."

 

One time when Samuel was laboring in the state of Georgia, a group of angry people spread tar all over his body and put feathers in the tar, then threatened to set fire to the tar.  Kind-hearted persons came to his rescue and were able to get him and his companion away from the mob.

 

While he was serving his mission, there were two girls living in the same town whom he liked equally well. He wrote two letters, one to each girl and by mistake sent the wrong letter to each of them. As a result, he lost both girls. When he returned to Randolph, he had no sweetheart. He asked Hannah Corless for a date and continued going with her. After a short courtship they were married in the Salt Lake Temple November 10, 1899.

 

Two receptions were given in their honor, one by the Dave and Amelia Jackson family with whom Hannah had lived from the time she was nine years old and was treated like one of their own children, and another one by Hannah's mother. They received many lovely gifts, which all were destroyed years later by a fire when their ranch home burned. 

 

Sam and Hannah made their first home in Randolph.  Here Lorenzo Snow “Ren” South was born October 1, 1900, and also their second child, Allen Lee on November 6, 1901.  Elgie, their first daughter arrived on July 15, 1903 in Logan, Utah, followed by Bernard Eugene "Barney" on January 4, 1905, in Hyrum, Utah.  A second daughter, Zelma, blessed the South family on February 8, 1908 in Logan.  Charles "Charlie" joined the gang on November 13, 1909, in Salt Lake City. Six years later Dorothy Elizabeth was born on October 5, 1915 in Argyle, Utah, formerly called Kennedyville and located south of Randolph. She was named after her paternal and maternal grandmothers.

 

Zelma says that the night Dorothy arrived, she got out of bed to use the "thunder-mug" and fell downstairs.  The family doctor, Matthew Reay, consoled her saying, "Zelma, stop crying and you can be the first of you children to see your baby sister."

 

From that day on, Zelma loved Dorothy and helped their 39-year old mother see to her needs.  Of course, the other children also thought this little soul came right from heaven.  The educational training Samuel received at the Logan Brigham Young Academy prepared him to be a school teacher.  In 1916 he began teaching at Argyle and for a time there, he was also principal.

 

Later he enjoyed teaching at the Sage Creek School, which included the families living north of Randolph and along Bear River.  He often entertained his students with exciting re-told stories.  Here the teacher held a double office also acting as janitor.  A small blackboard on the wall, a little chalk, a glowing pot-bellied stove to warm the building, a bucket of water (carried from a nearby farm, house) with a dipper, placed on a low bench provided the physical setting.  The classes ranged from beginners through eighth grade. 

 

After school was out, the teacher cleaned and swept the building and banked the fire for morning classes. Samuel rode a horse from his home six miles southwest of Randolph, which made a thirteen mile trip night and morning. The journey was made through the deep snow of winter and the sticky gumbo mud in the spring.

 

He loved playing his violin at dances and fun socials at Argyle and Sage Creek.  Sometimes the young folks from Randolph joined in the festivities. The dances held at the Sage Creek and Argyle schools will long be remembered by old and young.  In time the school board took action to close the Argyle and Sage Creek schools and arrangements were made to transport the students to Randolph where Samuel taught in the Elementary School. In his son Ren's history, he had the following to say regarding his father's teaching: "He was one of the best teachers that I ever knew. He was kind, firm and fair, and he got along really well with the kids."  (It is interesting to note that Samuel taught all of his children except Dorothy, but later at Island Park, Idaho, he instructed her so well that one year she was able to skip a grade.)

 

Ren also stated, "Teaching was not Father's first love. It was timber and his family. Our summer vacations were spent on the ranch and in the timber. I could pull a crosscut saw as good as any kid in Randolph.  In 1916, Father bought a sawmill from Jimmie Stuart.  In fact, he traded a herd of cows to complete the deal. This mill was located on Woodruff Creek about five miles from Monte Cristo. Some thought it was the loggers' paradise.  Most of my summers were spent hauling logs and lumber from the mill to Woodruff, Randolph and Huntsville. I can truthfully say I enjoyed doing this because I liked to drive a team of horses. Horses and I got along well."

 

To some this might be of interest. Monte Cristo is a high mountain area. Many streams head there, such as Woodruff Creek, Big Creek and others. Monte Cristo Peak is the highest one in Rich County with an elevation of 9,300 feet. The name Monte means Mount of (Cristo) Christ, taken from the Spaniards.

 

Samuel and Hannah liked living in Randolph. They took an active part in the community and in the LDS Church.  At one time they were the postmasters, and Sam once served as Justice of the Peace. They were kind and honest.  All who knew the Souths respected them. Sam was a choir director and Hannah a counselor in the Relief Society.  She was also appreciated for being able to cut hair and her willingness to do so. Among her "subjects" were some of the Pate children.  A few of them were his students in school; however, he never had the opportunity to teach Ora Pate, a friend of Zelma's.

 

Throughout the years, dances provided happy times for the people of Randolph. Samuel and his brother Edward have fond memories of playing horns in the McKinnon Band, not only in Randolph but in other communities. Their sister Agnes occasionally played the piano.

 

Life was not always smooth sailing for the Souths.  Having their ranch home burn to the ground was a disaster, and tragedy struck again when their second son, Allen, was working for a Mr. Johnson on his ranch and a horse kicked him, injuring his spleen.  He was in the Ogden hospital for a period of time and passed away April 28, 1919.  He would have been 17 on November 6th.  The expenses were very costly which meant Sam and Hannah had to mortgage their home in Randolph.  Hannah said that just before Allen died he looked at her and with a contented look and said, "Now I see sunshine."   She asked what he meant. He replied, "I'm going to do something."

From that time on he was not in any pain and we knew all was well with him.  Nevertheless, the family members were in shock, as were Allen' s many friends.  He was loved and appreciated by all.

 

The Souths moved to Ogden, Utah.  Zelma enrolled in the first year of High School; Dorothy had not passed her beginning year in school and had to take it over in Ogden. She got lost after her first day's attendance. A caring child took her home with her, and soon Dorothy was taken to be with her family.

 

One winter, Samuel went to Nevada looking for work. While he was gone, money was scarce so Hannah decided to sell donuts. When he returned, she had a thriving business.  Sam's brother, Edward, told her, "Hannah, you should have a real factory. I know you would make money."  The doughnuts were sold for thirty cents per dozen.  The boys who sold them had no trouble finding customers.  One person would recommend them to another. The family, as well as the boys who sold the doughnuts, enjoyed eating quite a few.

 

When Sam returned from Nevada, he put a stop to the doughnut business. Later in life while living in Idaho Falls, Hannah thought she would try the doughnut business again. The boys who sold them had their separate routes and all went well. However, when Sam returned from working away from home, Hannah's venture was soon ended.

 

Before Dorothy turned eight years of age, her parents were granted permission to have her be baptized a member of the LDS Church as they were soon going to move their sawmill to Island Park on Split Creek.  They sold their ranch, and in late October 1923 they made the big move. Sam's brother John helped in that he went to Idaho and was to build a house for the family.  But upon the family's arrival the house was only up to the square with one large room and a big window opening.  Hannah wanted to cry. Sam cleaned out an old cabin, hung up a quilt at the opening which had been a window and another one at the door.  It had a dirt floor which meant if anything was dropped on it, the item was lost forever.

 

Hannah believed the cabin had been used for a barn. She suspected animals had gone in there at times for shelter.  Soon their home was finished and beautifully furnished.  The large one room was made into five with a loft for the boys to sleep in and two bedrooms without windows.

 

There was no school held that first winter at Island Park, but by the next one a schoolhouse had been constructed which was also used for Church services and socials, etc. Two of the teachers who came were Pamela Mason and Ida Rudd, the latter being from Parker, Idaho.  There were grades one through eight.  It was not long until several families were living at Island Park.

 

Later the sawmill was moved fairly near the Island Park Siding.  Under the auspices of the LDS (Mormon) Church, a branch presiding elder, Justin "Jesse" W. Knapp, was authorized to conduct services for the tie-hacks and their families. His assistants were Samuel South and Charles Pond.  Sam also served as chorister.  Sam played his violin at dances and sometimes was a caller for the square dances. Sam loved playing the violin anyplace.

 

The families came to the schoolhouse for Thanksgiving and for Christmas dinners.  In the winter, mail was brought in by dog team.  Later there was a post office at Pond's Resort.  The women in camp sponsored food sales and were able to get an organ which was needed for the religious services.

 

The Souths worked for the Targhee Tie Company cutting and hauling ties for the Union Pacific Railroad, as did other families.  Sam and Hannah's family consisted of Ren, 23; Barney, 18; Zelma, 15; Charlie, 14; and Dorothy 8.

 

Daughter Elgie married James Tate of Randolph, Utah when she was really too young on August 27, 1921. Later they moved to Island Park where Jim worked for the Souths.  Elgie and Jim were blessed with three children: Eva Elayne at Island Park July 9, 1926, Robert James at Pocatello, Idaho May 13, 1929, and Myrtle Uarda at Island Park May 27, 1931. Myrtle died there January 2, 1933. Grandma Hannah claimed Myrtle died of a ruptured appendix.

 

In Ruth Biorn South's history, she wrote: "I moved at age 17 with my parents, Paul and Mary Biorn, of Ashton, Idaho to Island Park where my father worked for the Targhee Tie Company. Sam and Hannah South and their family were already there. Their eldest son, Ren, and I were attracted to each other. I thought he was the handsomest fellow I'd ever seen, and I thought he thought so, too. When I was nineteen, we were married in Marysville near Ashton on February 2, 1926."  (It wasn't until March 12, 1936 their marriage was solemnized in the Logan Temple at Logan, Utah, at which time their four eldest children (Glenna, Donna, Dan and Burton were sealed to them.)

 

Ruth continues, "I worked at the commissary at Island Park with Mrs. Charles Pond and her brother, Earl McCann, from the time I moved there until Ren and I were married.  Ren and I stayed there until March 1931, then moved to Ashton for a period of time. Then later returned to work at the mill."

 

Ren wrote in his history: "At the sawmill we learned that if we made any money, we had to work six days a week, every week, or our grocery and feed bills would be larger than our income."

 

It's interesting that the men in the South family had no boots so they improvised by cutting burlap bags into strips with which to wrap around their feet and legs. What a wise thing to do.  Barney, Zelma, and Charlie enjoyed going to the dances at Pond's.  Occasionally Barney got into a fight.  Pond's Resort was four miles away from the South's home. Once Zelma asked her father if she could ride his old work house to a dance. What a determined girl she was.  He might have known she would do anything she made up her mind to do.  She later said, "I had to pull that old horse all the way home."

 

While residing at Island Park the Souths had two dogs they enjoyed raising from the time they were pups. They named them Bob and "Coonie."  They followed Barney and Charlie fishing.  The boys gave them the fish that were too small to keep. All thought Bob was a smart dog because he soon learned several tricks, one being to shut the kitchen door. Someone would open the door a short distance and say, "Bob, shut the door." He'd put his paws against it and the door would shut. Bob feared sounds of guns and of thunder.

 

Ren's and Ruth's daughter, Glenna, and her husband Gene Jones lived at Island Park where Ren and Gene operated a sawmill in another location.  In 1937 he ran the South sawmill and cut mostly props and telephone poles.

 

Justin W. Knapp and his wife Mabel and family lived at Island Park where he cut ties for the Targhee Tie Company. Barney liked two of their daughters, Claudia and Marjorie, but became especially fond of Marj, whom he married Dec. 31, 1936 at Randolph, Utah.

 

Her parents must have felt apprehensive about this as she was twelve years younger than Barney. She says the sawmill burned down on October 14, 1937, the first year she and Barney were married.  After children blessed their lives, they preferred to be called Barney and Marj. (Their marriage was solemnized in the Idaho Falls Temple April 24, 1946.)

 

Ren built a four-room log home in Idaho Falls near his parent's apartment home.  There were four apartments in it.  While it was being constructed, they lived in a two-room log house.

 

Near Ren's home was the South Lumber Yard.  Ren and Barney, also Charlie worked at the sawmill at Island Park and during the winters lived in Idaho Falls so the children could attend school.  Barney built a log home across the street from his parents and later built a larger home.  Charlie and Dorothy lived on Mound Avenue some distance away from the other Souths.

 

In 1938, Ren and Ruth and their family moved to Manila, Utah and got ties out for the Standard Tie Company.  A few years later, Ren decided to start a sawmill business in Evanston, Wyoming for himself.  He and his sons, Dan and Burton, operated it, and they also had a small store.  In time they owned and rented some apartments. As of June 1997, the boys still have this business.

 

Ren died of an apparent heart attack on Good Friday, March 28, 1975 in an Evanston Hospital.  He would have been 75 on October 1st. He was active in the Evanston Chamber of Commerce  and participated in civic and community affairs.  He was beginning his fourth term as a Uinta County Commissioner.  He was an active member of the LDS Church and had served in many offices in the auxiliaries.

 

In 1942 during WWII, Barney took his family to Bakersfield, CA. He wasn't eligible for the Army, and therefore felt he could do best if he helped build the defense plants to supply the war materials.  He worked as a carpenter at various plants. When the war ended, they returned to Idaho Falls.

 

In 1946 Barney bought his brothers' interest in the sawmill.  Marj cooked for the mill crew, which was a tough job. There was no electricity; the water had to be carried from the well by buckets, and the kitchen stove required lots of wood.  At times the heat was almost unbearable trying to prepare the meals. Years before this Barney's mother, Hannah, experienced the same conditions as she cooked for several of the tie-hacks.  All enjoyed Marj's her home-cooked meals and the association they had with each other.

 

In our cousin Ed South's history, he wrote that in 1947 Charlie talked him into working for the Souths.  That fall he and his wife Marge were too poor to move out, so they spent the winter at Pond's Resort.  He said, "I wrote my mother, Sarah T. South, that it was so cold in our cabin that a bear climbed through the cracks in the logs and froze to death before it got to the stove."

Ed and Marge then lived at Mack's for a few months.

 

Charlie met with an accident at the sawmill when a flying slab hit him in the stomach while he was sawing. He had always said that if such a thing ever happened, it would be "curtains" for that person.  He was taken to St. Anthony to the hospital where he died July 21, 1948. His doctor said he actually died from shock rather than from the injuries. His wife Dorothy was left to rear their two small sons, Keith and Kenny.

 

On the morning of February 21, 1966, Barney died in the Ashton Hospital of a heart attack. He had an initial attack at Island Park when he and his sons, David and Barry, shoveled snow off the buildings at the mill site. They took him on a snowmobile to the hospital.

 

Marj kept the family together.  David was barely sixteen and Randy only five months old, with the other four children in between.  They ran the sawmill that summer and for four more summers. (After the fire, David and Barry rebuilt the mill.)  Later it was sold to a Mr. June Simpkins. The Souths had what was called "Squatters' Rights" and after the Souths left Island Park, the rights went to the Forest Service, who burned some of the buildings, and at times when Barry and David returned there, they burned some of the remaining buildings.

 

There was a time, I think, when Elayne Tate Bybee's husband Warren worked for the Souths.  Elayne had surgery this morning in the Bannock Hospital in Pocatello for colon cancer.  Her sister Betty Tremelling was with her, and of course, Warren.  Betty called the same evening (June 16, 1997) to say the surgery went ok and the doctor feels he got all of the cancer. She'll be in ICU several hours.  Previous to this problem, Elayne had a heart attack and in due time she will need heart surgery. She also has diabetes and osteoporosis.

 

I, Dorothy South Hackworth, appreciate Ren's daughter, JoAnne S. Thornock asking me to do this. My deep concern is that it is accurate as to what happened, when, and to whom.  I've used many sources; for instance Ren and Ruth's histories, Zelma's detailed writings, information received from Marj South and also from the life sketch of her life given by Ren's Glenna S. Jones.

 

Marj sent to me the following details about an unfortunate accident that Samuel South experienced.  I have read it occurred at Split Creek, but I don't know for sure if this is the case.  "One morning Sam went to work, and he was wearing an old woolen sweater. There were holes in the front on both sides.  Some buttons were missing and there was loose frayed yarn.  Most of the time it had pine gum on it and sawdust, but he wore it a lot and seldom were the buttons in the right button holes. Some years ago he had sold woolen sweaters like this one with a unique picture on the tag, a sort of trade mark for the company.

 

This particular morning he fired up the boiler of the steam engine and began cutting wood for the day. The wood saw was a circular blade on a mandrel supported on a wooden saw-horse frame, powered by a belt over a drum off the line shaft, parallel to the big circular saw. If the operator jammed a big block into the saw, or a knotty slab or laid a slab into the saw on an angle that would bind, it would throw the belt. It took a lot to throw that belt.  If the operator watched what he was doing, he could saw wood all day successfully.

 

In some way, strands of yarn from his ragged sweater tangled onto the spinning mandrel. It happened so fast he had no chance of getting out of the sweater. The yarn held and part of his sweater wrapped around the mandrel, jerking his body right down until his shoulder was in direct contact with the mandrel, and it threw the belt.

 

Sam wouldn't listen to the idea of going to a doctor even though he was suffering great pain. He wanted his sons or daughters or for Hannah to examine his body to determine the damage to him, but all were reluctant to do so because they knew it would cause him to tremble with the pain and to cry big silent tears.

 

There was an old 'rum runner' in the camp, Harvey Mahar, whose wife had worked as a practical nurse.  She came and examined Sam's arm and said she thought it was sprained.  None in the family agreed with her diagnosis, and they certainly objected to her treatment of the injury.  She started exercising his arm by straightening it out, then pulling on it. Then she would bend it back close to his body and then repeat the process.  At first she could only try and it would pull him over, and then she would have him hold onto something solid with his other arm and tug on the injured one.

 

When he went to work, he held his arm tight against his body and then had Hannah put it in a sling.  In time a lump appeared on his back up under his shoulder and the strange part of it was that it migrated downward until it eventually stopped moving and adhered itself solidly to his ribs in the lower right side of his rib cage. More than a month after his accident his sons ignored his yelling and protesting and loaded him in the car and took him to see Dr. Spencer who had his own hospital in Idaho Falls.  It was a big old residence he'd converted into a good, very small facility.

 

When he knew he was headed to see a doctor, he had Hannah go with him.  He insisted that she promise him that she would never give her consent for his arm to be amputated. She promised.

Doctor Spencer opened up the shoulder and after examing him, he asked Hannah's permission to remove his arm as he thought it had gone too long without proper treatment, and he thought gangrene could easily set in. He explained that the lump on Sam's lower ribs was the top of the ball and socket joint in the shoulder, and that even if he could keep his arm, he would never have any use of it, no movement.  He said the lump that was part of the ball and socket looked like a giant blood blister and was just as black.

 

Dr. Spencer put a silver plate in the shoulder and attached the shoulder and the arm solidly to the plate. He was right about one thing that Sam wouldn't have any movement of that joint. However he was wrong about the other prediction. Sam returned to the sawmill and shortly began exercising his arm. Soon he started taking his saw out and cutting timber and that lame arm learned how to work.  It kept getting stronger and stronger.

 

Upon returning to visit Dr. Spencer, he stated that Sam's persistence in working and exercising his arm is what really saved it. Of course, Hannah and the family knew that he had been blessed through their faith and prayers."  Zelma had been going to school in Salt Lake, staying with Aunt Sarah South, and she returned home to do all she could to help in her father's recovery.

 

One time when Sam made a trip to Idaho Falls, he was walking across an icy street and was struck by a car.  It knocked him down, and he had to be hospitalized.  Dr. Spencer was again called in. He told the family that would have killed an ordinary man.  He said that Sam's blood was as pure as a baby's and that was what had saved his life.  Sam had refused to take any pain pills.  Ren and Ruth had been married only a few days.  They were married February 2, 1926, and when they went to see Sam in the hospital, Sam said, "Don't you kids look so downcast.  I'm not hurt that bad."

 

David South helped his mother Marj tell the details about another interesting experience, also scarey, that Sam had.  "One time it was pretty exciting when Grandpa South didn't come home at nightfall.  The next morning the mill crew searched along the roads in the woods where he did most of his cutting.  Barney contacted a fellow in St. Anthony to bring his plane, and he and Barney went flying back and forth searching.

 

He had maneuvered around until he had his bearings and then walked down the railroad tracks into camp.  He'd spent considerable time wandering around.  He didn't know where he'd been but always said he'd been through a lake in water up to his waist.  He was in earnest but someone confronted him with the statement that there were no lakes around.  He snapped back and said, "There is more water around here than you ever dreamed of."

 

The next fall, Barney and Barry were riding in the truck on Skinnerville Road and they saw a coyote and shot it.  It ran over the ridge and dropped out of sight.  They walked over to the ridge to check.  The coyote was dead.  Barney was astonished as he saw a little lake in the bottom of the hollow where the beavers had dammed off the outflow of Skinnerville Springs and that had created a lake.  This made Grandpa's declaration about there being a lake quite credible."

 

I suspect it was shortly after this incident Grandma and the family agreed it was time for Sam to retire from his work at Island Park.  Hannah and Sam moved to Idaho Falls and lived in their apartment house.