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PAGE 88 APRIL 1978<br />

Memories of Java and <strong>Strykersville</strong> (continued)<br />

In 1909 my father's leg was broken when he<br />

jumped <strong>from</strong> a buggy because the horses were<br />

running away. Both bones below the knee were<br />

twisted off. I had always assumed that he was taken<br />

to a hospital in Buffalo because that is what would<br />

have happened anytime in the last 50 years. I discussed<br />

this with Dr. Anthony Sloand who was born<br />

and raised in Java. He thinks they would have set<br />

this locally because the transportation to a hospital<br />

would have been difficult under any condition<br />

and especially with a brokenleg. Itwouldhave been<br />

by horse drawn vehicle to East Aurora and then by<br />

train to Buffalo. He feels that even if he had been<br />

in Buffalo, they would not have used X-ray. It had<br />

been discovered in 1895 but was not used very<br />

much because of the expense at that time. Only<br />

the large bone ever mended. Had this happened<br />

even 20 years later it probably would have been<br />

medically possible to handle this problem.<br />

WELLS AND PUMPS<br />

At the house on the north edge of Java where<br />

my grandmother lived for many years there was<br />

a dug well, walled up with stone. This was in the<br />

woodshed and had a wooden pump over it. One<br />

time her boys came home and found the pump<br />

frozen so they pulled it up and took it in and put<br />

it on the top of the kitchen stove to thaw. Such a<br />

pump was made <strong>from</strong> a square piece of wood about<br />

6"x6" with about a 2" hole. Itstoodup about 4 1/2'<br />

and probably extended down 6 or 8'. If this was not<br />

deep enough to reach water a pump log was added.<br />

They were joined by a male and female taper as was<br />

a wooden check valve at the bottom. Kenneth Suttell<br />

tells me that the checkvalve at the bottom was a<br />

piece of weighted leather in a wooden housing. The<br />

handle worked a wooden plunger wrapped with<br />

leather. <strong>By</strong> the early 1900's the sucker rod going<br />

to the plunger may have been steel but on the first<br />

wooden pumps it was probably wood. On this pump<br />

the outlet screwed to the side of the pump was<br />

cast iron but earlier would have been wood. There<br />

was another early type of pump with a crank which<br />

was made of steel. A sprocket at the top engaged a<br />

chain with a series of disks about 2" in diameter<br />

which were pulled up through a cylinder which<br />

could be wood or metal. This sytem required no<br />

check valve and ran down after each time that it<br />

was used; in fact the crank flew backwards and<br />

hit you if you weren't careful. This pump was<br />

housed in a wooden box about 5"xl5"x4' high.<br />

THE HORSE THIEF<br />

There have always been people who coveted<br />

other people's property and sometimes took it.<br />

Before the time of the car thief, there was stealing<br />

of horses. There are stories of stolen horses<br />

being dyed, etc. Sometime around 1915 a man who<br />

had been imprisoned for stealing horses, escaped<br />

or was released. When it was heard that he was<br />

out of prison and headed back to the area, two<br />

fellows moved a team of horses <strong>from</strong> a barn on<br />

the west side of Route 78 near the Congregational<br />

Church in <strong>Strykersville</strong> to a little used barn on the<br />

east side of the road. Only one man saw them do it<br />

and he didn't say anything to anyone. The news<br />

spread like wildfire that the horse thief had struck<br />

again. When it dragged on and the horses were<br />

not found, the two fellows who had moved the<br />

horses became quite worried because horses can<br />

not go for as long periods without water as some<br />

other animals.<br />

STORIES MY FATHER TOLD<br />

Life was harder in some ways 75 years ago than<br />

today, but there was less traveling about and more<br />

sitting and talking. One true story that my father<br />

told always gets a laugh. The fellows were sitting<br />

around talking at a store, blacksmith shop or what<br />

have you. They were talking about having carbuncles<br />

and how painful they were. One of the fellows<br />

who was known for not sticking to the facts said,<br />

"You can't tell me anything about how painful they<br />

are, I had one right here on my arm and it was<br />

terrible." He pulled up his sleeve and looked at his<br />

arm top and bottom^ then said, "It must have been<br />

the other arm," and after looking at that arm he<br />

said, "Come to think of it, it was my brother Joe."<br />

Another story my father told of his uncle who<br />

had a rather sour outlook on most things, was regarding<br />

his razor strop. This was after my grandfather<br />

moved down to run the homestead farm. His<br />

youngest brother stayed on there as he had before<br />

his father died. It seems the boys didn't have a<br />

razor strop or one as good a one as their uncle's,<br />

so they borrowed his. Not being very experienced<br />

yet at stropping a razor, they cut a nick in it.<br />

When George noticed this he flew into one of his<br />

spells and cut the strop in 2 or 3 pieces. Well, the<br />

boys couldn't let it go at that so they cut the whole<br />

strop in pieces about a half inch long and one<br />

eighth inch wide (now we should say 13milimeters<br />

long and 3 milimeters wide) and they put some in<br />

every pocket of every piece of clothing he had.<br />

THE ARMY WORMS<br />

When army worms got started back in 1914 and<br />

devoured one field after another, there was apparently<br />

no way to stop them until their cycle ran<br />

its course. All they left of a field of grain was a<br />

stalk here and there. They marched across a dirt<br />

road until there were no wagon tracks left, only<br />

thousands of their tracks. Apparently this was not<br />

solved for some time for I learn they struck as<br />

late as 1963 up on Perry Hill Road. Farmers have<br />

problems now but have not had that one for several<br />

years, thanks to modern chemistry.<br />

THE COMING OF THE AUTOMOBILE<br />

(continued on page 89)

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