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Show The Old 1972 Settler Record 10, August By ALBERT Juan My Dear San R. LYMAN Juaners: have made bold to tell just a few of my personal adventures, but my wife, Gladys, though she had never a taught school before, was better teacher than I, and she San I The more came nearly being master of the situation than had the sagacity to be. In the month of March following introduction to that our school, I was taken by my boys at midnight to the Moab hospital where I had pneumonia to such a degree that some of my friends figured that was One good the last of me. a brother wrote me farewell Doctor Allen letter, and to stir from me allow wouldnt But sometime. my bed for that school had to go on, and it devolved on Gladys to carry the responsibility and meet all the emergencies. I shall not undertake to tell all the situations she had to meet, but I will give a few samples of I them. TIME THE ESA GALS cook breakfast, be sure and go. This was the kitchen scene at the San Juan Golf Club last Saturday morning as the ladies kept the pots boiling. They did it again Sunday, but a person should never rise that early two days in a row. Left to right: Arita Sparks, Arliene Auble, Kristy Kenny, and Anne Porter. NEXT Now you have a choice... n y u We had two big Navajo boys in there, one of them eighteen years of age and big for his age, and the other about sixteen or seventeen. They began to fight right there in the schoolhouse, they were angry and were going after each other like two young roosters. Gladys was there alone, she didnt happen to have at that time anyone of our helpers, and she went to the boys and told them to quit fighting. The younger one looked as if he might obey what she said, but the older one, exulting in his size and being hot with anger, went on fighting or trying to fight. Gladys saw that the situation was up to her, and she slapped that big boy square in the face with all the strength she could muster. He doubled his fist and turned on her. She looked him straight in the eye and commanded, You sit down on that bench and you stay there til I tell you to get up. He sat down, he had found something more powerful than opens Another time when she was there alone, there was a Navajo boy about 14 years old, we loved him and thought a lot of him, several times we asked him to come home and eat with us, but he came up to the blackboard to ask her about some of his problems and while she had her face turned to the board, she glanced around just in time to see him spit in the face of a little Piute boy who was sitting near to him. Gladys had an 18 inch ruler in her hand and she brought it down right across the boys cheek with sudden and surprising inhe listened fluence, and meekly to the roasting that She made she gave him. herself supreme, she not only made herself supreme, but she won the love of everyone of those Indian kids. We went there to our school-houone morning and there was a blizzard traveling across the country to the north, the greater part of our children were huddled in there and when we got a fire so we could warm it up and we could count them, we found that a se little girl was missing. We knew about where her hogan was, but it was quite a dis- tance away among the thick cedars. We watched for her, we didnt know whether we could find her hogan in that trackless snow, so about all we could do was to wait for her to come into sight. When we saw her wading through the snow with her head bowed so it couldnt pound her in the face, out hearts moved as if she were our own little girl. When we got her into the house, she was wet clear above the waist with the snow and we Please turn to Page 15 THE GREAT ADVENTURE Monday, August 14, 1972 on Highway 666 East in Monticello muscle. By Albert R. Lyman The greatest adventure of all is our venture into the perils of this mortal world where, if we fail to achieve the lowest goal of the appointed test, it were better never to have been born. Books are available from: A FULL SHEWDCIE ISANK With a Drive-HJ- p Albert R. Lyman 456 Circleway Drive Cedar City, Utah 84720 Window A. Brent Lyman 370 East 1655 South for Your Convenience Orem, Utah 84057 Guen L. Smith Box 145 Blanding, Utah 84511 COME IN AND CHAT flr - , mm rani mi null ,J $4.50 per copy $475 by mall |