Dexheimer, Florence Chambers, 1866-1925 / Sketches of Wisconsin pioneer women
Alexander, Lewis M., Mrs.
Frances J. Morrill, pp. 89-94 PDF (1.2 MB)
the little melodeon came along also, and it was witness to many hours of social time, and now, telling us no more, stays in the hall of the old home that was built 57 years ago by Mr. Edwards for himself and bride, Frances Morrill. It has now risen to the glory of being real "antique", and though "windless", still has the "per- fect lines." Frances Morrill Edwards' first home in French Town was in a little cottage, and as the town was a crude vil- lage, the comforts were not many. No complaints were made, however, and her one great shadow during those early years was the fear of Indians, which were not the peaceful, picturesque creatures of today. One day she returned from a neighbor's to find a big Chief sitting in her only rocking-chair, rocking and grunting to his heart's content. Another time one of the braves demand- ed one of her babies to take to his wigwam, and great was her horror while she demonstrated and convinced him that it couldn't be done. Her heart was filled with fear when her husband gathered a band of the working- men and went away, leaving her home for days while he had to watch and report the movements of the Indians. One great event of those early days was the stage going through to New Lisbon each day and passing through French Town. Being the possessor of a fine horse and loving to drive, she frequently drove to New Lisbon to visit her brother, Dr. George Morrill, each time filled with fear of the Indians. She related how one time near Necedah, she was sure Indians were near, and she crawled down in the bottom of the carriage and crouched low, out of sight, tying the reins to the whip, while faithful "old Dick" trotted along, perfectly oblivious to the heart-throbs in the bottom of the buggy, and brought her safely home. These Indians are not to be confused with the Reservation Indians, who come annual- ly to gather cranberries from our nearby marshes, but were the real nomadic tribes, moving from place to place 92
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