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Journal of Mary Phyllis Fisher - Thomas Davies

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gave me such a lovely blessing. He said that because <strong>of</strong> the faith I had in this principal revealed<br />

from Heaven that I would receive a special blessing. When Sara was born the Doctor said that it<br />

was a miracle she had lived. A few minutes longer and she would have smothered, and I knew<br />

the Lord had blessed me.<br />

1933. June 25 th<br />

It is Sunday and I am not very well, so did not go to Sunday school with the others. Tom and<br />

Ann and Sara and Danny and Lore are asleep. [Lore wanted to be called Junior. He says, “Call<br />

me Ginger Momma,” but I keep forgetting. ]<br />

Little Danny wants me to hold him all the time. It’s hard on him to have another baby in the<br />

home. He is so big to carry around because <strong>of</strong> the pain I still have in my side. Sara is surely<br />

growing. She has the sweetest smile.<br />

Lore went to Sunday school. Tom and Ann brought him home, and then they went back to<br />

meeting on Queen, a little horse that Dad got for them. They would ride it all the time if they<br />

could. They are just like little men and women. I can hardly believe they are big enough to go<br />

by themselves.<br />

1933. September<br />

We have been living on the farm Ren got from Jo Dudley. Tomorrow is quite a memorable day<br />

in my life. My own little daughter Anne, my comfort I call her, starts to school. Undeen<br />

Caldwell is to be her teacher. She prayed tonight that she would get there on time. Tomorrow<br />

she starts on life’s pathway. She is no longer my baby girl, my little helper. She will make new<br />

friends and will have new cares and responsibilities. May God bless and keep her as sweet and<br />

precious and lovely and good as she is today.<br />

1933. November<br />

Anne is coming along nicely in school, Mrs. Caldwell says.<br />

Ren sold our horse, Kisser, and got flour. He traded some logs to the miners for coal. We had a<br />

very bad storm. The lake was frozen over. We didn’t have any coal or wood. We were very<br />

concerned about it. In answer to our prayer, Ren was able to haul a few loads <strong>of</strong> beets for<br />

Golden Allred and got enough coal to last us until Ren was able to sell two loads <strong>of</strong> logs from<br />

the mountains.<br />

The weather is warm now. Sara has a bad cold and infatigo. I am teaching the Theology lesson<br />

in Relief Society this year. I hope I can keep it up. The lessons are so good.<br />

Ren bought Danny a little wagon and he’d play he was a horse pulling the wagon.<br />

1934. April 25 th<br />

It has been nearly a year since I wrote in my journal. Such a lot has happened since then. Last<br />

spring we moved into the two north rooms <strong>of</strong> Olson’s house in Hill Spring. The girls, Edna and<br />

Billy, lived in the other part and went to school. They are such nice girls. I learned to think so<br />

much <strong>of</strong> them.<br />

Ren worked on the irrigation ditches on the road at Waterton Park, and put up hay so we<br />

managed to get along. That year we had the best garden we have ever had.<br />

About the 2nd week in October, Tom and Anne went to Cardston to stay with their grandmother<br />

<strong>Davies</strong> and go to school. Ren had rented a house near his folks but the children would stay at<br />

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