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Book 2 - Nathan, Amy, Madison and Ethan Berga

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syrup. Will’s father, Peter, began the “Sugar Bush” in<br />

the Maple woods on the homestead before the turn<br />

of the century. Will <strong>and</strong> Ted continued to use it over<br />

a span of nearly 90 years. The Sugar Bush is where<br />

maple syrup was made. A fire was built in the middle<br />

of a circle of large rocks, with a large pan placed<br />

over the rocks. In the spring when the days warmed<br />

<strong>and</strong> nights where cool, the sap ran in the Maple trees.<br />

Small holes were made in the tree trunk for a small<br />

spout to be inserted. The pail was hung on the spouts<br />

<strong>and</strong> the sap dripped slowly <strong>and</strong> steadily into the pails.<br />

The pails were checked frequently on warmer days.<br />

When the sap was full in the pails, it was poured into<br />

the large pans on the fire <strong>and</strong> boiled until most of the<br />

water in the sap was gone. After it was cooked down<br />

it was poured into cream cans, carried across the pasture<br />

by wagon or tractor, <strong>and</strong> cooked on the kitchen<br />

stove, then bottled. This process went on for several<br />

weeks each spring. It took a lot of sap to make a small<br />

amount of syrup.<br />

Outside the side door was a beautiful flower garden<br />

that Lena had designed <strong>and</strong> built. It was a special<br />

project for her that carried over for many years, <strong>and</strong><br />

drew many visitors from all around. William <strong>and</strong> Ted<br />

helped her find the stones for<br />

the flower beds, <strong>and</strong> William<br />

built various kinds of birdhouses<br />

for a variety of birds, mainly the large Martin<br />

<strong>and</strong> the small Wren. There was a large Elm tree that<br />

shaded the garden from the hot south sun, <strong>and</strong> the<br />

house shaded it from the west. In the morning the<br />

birds sang, dew sparked on the flowers <strong>and</strong> the garden<br />

was in splendor. In the evening when the temperature<br />

dropped the perfume from the flowers filled the air.<br />

Under the tree was a bench that William had made<br />

for Lena. She would sit on her bench with her gr<strong>and</strong>daughter,<br />

silently watching the birds <strong>and</strong> smelling<br />

the sweet aroma of the morning mixed with Lena’s<br />

perfume. There was a sweet solace. Across from the<br />

bench, on the other side of the garden, was a large rain<br />

barrel that collected rain water from the down spout<br />

for use in the garden, but was also good for washing<br />

hair. William had built a fence around the garden<br />

with gates on the side leading to the front Grove, near<br />

the rain barrel, as well as leading to the back yard.<br />

William had designed the garden to be gently slanting<br />

down <strong>and</strong> away from the house. The birdhouses were<br />

on poles along the back fence with roses <strong>and</strong> other<br />

flowering bushes under them. One rose bush was<br />

brought from Kentucky to Wisconsin with William’s<br />

mother, Jennie. Under the plants <strong>and</strong> bushes was a<br />

“My sister, Mildred Virginia Vanasse, was a lovely<br />

person. She was Valedictorian when she graduated<br />

from High School. She was offered a job in a<br />

bank <strong>and</strong> in 3 years got T.B. She quit <strong>and</strong> was at<br />

home a lot <strong>and</strong> in Sanitariums, dying at home at<br />

24 years, when I was 10. She was talented, played<br />

concert music <strong>and</strong> taught piano. She made beautiful<br />

lace, drew <strong>and</strong> painted pictures, made great<br />

fudge, <strong>and</strong> her own dresses. The whole town loved<br />

her. When she died at home, we were all there<br />

that day. She was a very refined person, brown<br />

auburn hair, done up, never cut, brown eyes. She<br />

had mother’s eyes. She was 14 years older than me.”<br />

Helen Barnstable<br />

School Play 1910<br />

Mildred Vanasse st<strong>and</strong>s in center, cousin Luella Nelson is to the left.<br />

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