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Mr. and Mrs. Johann Nickel of Waldheim, West Reserve,<br />

1880 census, BGB 399-430, parents of Mrs.<br />

Jakob B. Koop, nee Helena Nickel. Photo courtesy of<br />

Peter S. Koop, Steinbach, Manitoba.<br />

firewood to last us a year. We also got a pail of<br />

milk daily if our cow was dry and sometimes<br />

in fall he would also give us a hog to supply us<br />

with meat.<br />

Some Sundays we would be offered a ride<br />

to church on his democrat and team of spry<br />

hackneys. A democrat was a heavy-duty buggy<br />

that was used for light freight when shopping<br />

in town. Three seats could be snapped into place<br />

when used to go to church, seating nine<br />

people—depending on size, sometimes only<br />

No. <strong>11</strong>, December, <strong>1997</strong><br />

two! Whenever we rode to church with grandfather<br />

we had to rush out of church quickly if<br />

we wanted a ride home, grandfather Koop was<br />

always the first one to leave the church yard<br />

and by the time the second buggy left the yard,<br />

he was 1/2 mile down the road.<br />

Jacob, my brother, had only eight percent<br />

vision which was enough to keep him from colliding<br />

with most objects but not enough for<br />

school. After trying the local school for two<br />

years it was decided that more help was needed.<br />

A lady from the Department of Education, Mr.<br />

John D. Goossen and my grandfather, were able<br />

to arrange that Jacob could attend the School<br />

for the Blind in Brantford, Ontario with all costs<br />

covered by the blind institute.<br />

Working for Grandfather.<br />

When I turned twenty-one years, Grandfather<br />

asked me to come and stay at his place. If<br />

I had work somewhere that was fine, I could<br />

stay and help Isaac (my uncle) do the chores on<br />

weekends. He would feed me, the aunts would<br />

wash my laundry, and if no work was available,<br />

I could stay and help uncle Isaac on the<br />

farm, a very comfortable arrangement at that<br />

time.<br />

Grandfather Koop was a very meticulous<br />

farmer. The first thing in spring on a warm and<br />

calm day all harnesses were spread out on the<br />

south side of the barn where it was warm and<br />

comfortable, every inch of harness was inspected,<br />

scraped to remove dried sweat and<br />

horse hair and oiled with neatfoot oil (a leather<br />

preservative). If he found buckles missing they<br />

were replaced. The lines for horse control received<br />

special attention. If a line was nearly<br />

broken, he would cut the line, shave the flat<br />

side to a nice taper, then sitting on a harness<br />

repair horse with clamping device in front of<br />

him, he would stitch the splice with strong<br />

The Jakob B. Koop farmyard on SE16-7-6E view to the west. Photo courtesy of Peter S. Koop, Steinbach, Manitoba.<br />

45<br />

thread that he first pulled through a lump of<br />

pitch (solid tar) to protect the thread from frazzling<br />

when sewing and also seal the thread from<br />

getting wet. These joints were so smooth they<br />

would not get stuck in the harness rings. These<br />

days were days of fun; we joked, reminisced<br />

and the togetherness was very bonding.<br />

Another strong trait of Koops was fencing,<br />

every spring Isaac and I had to inspect about<br />

three miles of fencing, post by post. If a post<br />

was broken it had to be replaced. All wires had<br />

to be stapled and have the right tension, done<br />

with a wire stretcher. In no way would grandfather<br />

ever have any of his cattle get through<br />

his fence and feed on his neighbour’s field of<br />

grain. At times when one of his animals got<br />

out of the fence, I was sent out to get the animal<br />

back where it belonged. With handful of<br />

staples and a hammer I was to find the hole<br />

where the animal got through.<br />

Greasing day was also observed every<br />

spring, when all wheels on wagons and buggies<br />

were taken off and the axle and hub received<br />

a generous coating of grease, some farm<br />

machinery also received attention at this time.<br />

Grandfather Koop was seventy years old<br />

when I had closer fellowship with him, and<br />

noticed there were two jobs on the farm that he<br />

alone was responsible for. One was feeding the<br />

hogs, that was his allotment. Another job of<br />

his was at seeding time. Uncle Isaac did the<br />

field work prior to seeding. But when it came<br />

to the actual seeding, it was grandfather operating<br />

the drill and horses. He made sure the<br />

rows of grain would come up straight and that<br />

no patch was left unseeded.<br />

Land Purchases.<br />

Grandfather Koop was very helpful in acquiring<br />

some land for his sons to start farming.<br />

My father Johann N. Koop received the

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