Aint Ella's Sod House

Your great-great-great Aunt Ella Chance McGrew and her husband decided to give Nebraska a try in 1890. Land was cheap and they thought they could make a go of it. We have this little piece of a pitcher left from the experience and Aint Ella wrote what she thought about it on the back. They was back within the next year, I'll tell you. Theys a reason that yankees live there. Nuff said.





Some of you can't read the old writing too good. Some can't even write it. So here's what it says, just in case:
"...walls 5 ft thick. both over head...This sod house is a few miles from Anselm Nebraska. While seated in the middle of this house during a storm a ball of hail came through ceilings large as a hen egg and fell beside me with Rayond on my lap on the floor. Some stock out doors was killed by the hail as the hail came with such force. No fences, no stores, no trees, plenty wolves, jack rabbits, prairie chickens and Indians and cares for safety in storms."