The ground was dug up with a crooked stick until it was loose enough to put the seed in and was covered over with a wooden rake. Next came the oxen, pulling a home made wooden plow to break up the land. This went faster so more land was planted. Then came the walking plow, pulled by two horses and a wooden drag, then came the breaking plow to break up the virgin land. The oxen were driven from both the back and front with a little stick. Haw was left, gee was right, and they knew very well which way to go. Then came the gang plow with two and three plows pulled with four horses, which plowed many acres a day.
The wheat and oats were first sown by broadcasting it by hand across the land. Then it was covered by raking over with the wooden rake. Next come the hand cranked seeder. As you walked and turned the crank, it would broadcast eight feet. The faster you walked, the more ground you seeded.
Cutting grain was done with the cradle, a scythe with fingers to catch the grain and lay in a neat row when cut. Then they came along and tied it into sheaves by hand by taking a large wisp of straw and twisting it into a rope, laid on the ground lengthwise. You put in as much as you could hold by pulling up with ends and twisting it tight around the sheave then twist again and stick both ends under the band. Here you have a sheave or bundle, we called them.

To clean the grain, they held it up in the wind. The wind blew out all the dust, straw and chaff, so it was ready to take to the mill to make the wheat into flour.
There was the reaper that cut the heads off the rain, but was not used very long because they lost the straw this way. Then the self-tying binders came, and it did it all in one operation. It clamped the bundles in one pile. Now the combine harvesters cut, thresh and dump grain into trucks, as well as make bales of straw in the field. This is 100 years of progress!


Richwood mill was run by water and stone ground, and later it was made into a roller mill. Harry's Dad ran this roller mill for two years. He ran the mill eighteen hours a day during the war years. The mill was at the head of the lake on the Buffalo River. Down in the basement of the mill, where the wheel and machinery was, Harry said the thing was alive with great big rats. All you saw was eyes in every place, till your hair stood on end! Nobody really wanted to go down there to check the machinery.
In March 1919, our teacher Miss Helena Heuters and us eighth grade girls and one boy left Pelican Valley School about 7 in the morning. We walked four miles to Westbury to catch the Soo passenger train that left Westbury at 9am. We arrived in Detroit Lakes in a few minutes, walked from the Soo depot to the Northern Pacific depot and took the train to Frazee, about ten mites away. When we arrived there, we walked down through town to the big sawmill to take the tour of the mill on the Otter Tail River. A guide was provided who took us all through the mill. We saw these huge logs come up the ramp, and fall onto the skidway and rolled on the carrier. They moved on to where the big circle saw sawed off the slabs. They flipped it over and over till all the slabs were cut off of and then it was a big square timber. It was then sawed into planks and other boards and two-by-fours. The slabs were thrown on conveyers and a carried one way, the planks on another conveyor, and the boards on another.

In 1930, my brother Frank, husband Victor, and friend Henry were deer hunting west of Itasca park and game reserve In this area there were wooden trestles and railroad grades all through the woods. There were branch lines that fed into the main line, the rails had been removed, but the railroad brought timber in from all over the area and was dumped into Elbow Lake. The logs were driven through the lake into Ottertail River and through more lakes on the river into Frazee millpond. Here they had booms to hold them until the mill could use them. Nichols and Chisholm owned and operated the sawmill from 1897 until 1918; they bought logs from all the jobbers in Minnesota. There was heavy timberland in that area. In 1918 the mill was sold and taken down and shipped out west.
This story was told by dad a long time ago, date unknown. There were sawmills up in the Strawberry Lake area and they needed a large steam engine, so one was shipped to Detroit Lakes by rail. Then they had to figure out how to get it to Strawberry Lake, so they built a large heavy sleigh, big enough to haul the engine on. It was loaded on the sleigh and pulled over the frozen field and lakes by a twenty-horse team. The ice was the easy way to travel, it was level for such a heavy load. They had a very long double rope fastened to the sleigh, and when they came to the bigger lakes, they extended the rope longer from the load, so the men and horses were far away from the load. One man sat behind the horses with a sharp axe, so if the ice gave way, he could cut the rope and free the men and horses from the load, so they would not be dragged into the lake.
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