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And then we have Bill Lambert, a handy man we vote, A carpenter and farmer, both by trade;

He'd visions of the swather, it's int'resting to note, Before the combine ever had been made.

If we could go back eight decades, and travel once again, I'm sure that we could tell a wond'rous tale;

Baking bannock, eating hardtack in a schooner of the plain, Down the Mandan or the old Commission Trail.

They blazed the way for progress; it's hard to quite assess, Just what it means to us in later years;

We owe a debt we cannot pay, - may Heaven ever bless Those Kings and QUeens, - those Hardy Pioneers.

A. E. Henderson, 1956.


After selling my 50 acre farm in the County of Huron, Township of Howick in 1881, my wife and family accompanied a neighbor, Mr. Copland (who had also sold his farm in Ontario), started for Manitoba to take up a homestead. Our town in Ontario was Gorrie, but we loaded our freight at Listowel, sixteen miles from Gorrie. I bought-a cow and a calf, wagon and some oats, and other small things, and Mr. Copland brought at team of horses and other smaller stuff. We left Listowel on the 8th of June, 1881. When we got to Portage, I bought a team of oxen.

I left the family at Portage, but a boy, Will Ellis, came out with me. He and I drove to Palmers Landing with the oxen and Red River cart. I left the boy and oxen there and got a man to ferry me across the Assiniboine River. Mr. Copland and I got a list of the homesteads in township 6, range 20, and we had to walk thirty miles to get there. When we got there, all the homesteads that were any good were taken up. Mr. Copland managed to get a homestead and I was left alone. What grub I had was all gone so before looking any farther, I turned back to Palmers Landing to get more grub. On the way back I met Robert Campbell and Sandy Scott and told them what I was after. They said they had lots of grub, to come back with them, so I went. Mr. Campbell made some pancakes and they were good. Next morning I picked on a homestead 12-5-20 where I have since resided. It was necessary for me to go to Deloraine to make entry for the homestead, but first I went back to Palmers Landing to get the boy and oxen across the Assiniboine. The boy could then break land while I walked the thirty miles to Deloraine to make entry for homestead. We stopped at Milford to get a breaking plow, flour, tent, stove, etc. We got back to 12-5-20 and made bannock for our supper. Neither of us' had had any experi­ ence cooking. Next morning I started the boy at breaking and I started out for Deloraine. I walked all day and did not see a sign of anyone or anything. I was beginning to think I would be on the