Life on the Bonanza Farm

The diary of Mary Dodge Woodward shows the life of a woman on a bonanza farm


| September 2010



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A threshing crew from Dakota Territory in the 1880s pauses for the photographer.

From The Checkered Years, based on the 1884 to 1888 diaries of Mary Dodge Woodward, who lived on a Cass County bonanza farm during those years. Edited by her granddaughter, Mary Boynton Cowdrey, and published in 1937 by Caxton Printers Ltd., Caldwell, Idaho.

More from the 1884 to 1888 dairies of Mary Dodge Woodward, who lived on the 1,500-acre Dodge bonanza farm near Fargo, Dakota Territory, during those years. Mary’s son Walter managed the farm for a cousin, Daniel Dodge.

Aug. 12, 1884: Walter went to Fargo for (binder) twine … went with a double wagon. (Author’s note: Binder twine was a huge expense for bonanza farms.)

Aug. 27, 1884: Our boys finished harvesting all the wheat and oats. McKay, who is to thresh, with his crew of 20 men, his tents and his cookhouse are already on the grounds. The outfit looks very picturesque among the shocks of wheat. The country teems with threshing machines. I could see eight this morning, each with a crew of from 20 to 30 men, which makes for lively times.

Aug. 11, 1885: Harvest has started. Now there will be no rest for man, woman or beast until frost, which comes, thank heaven, early here. I was nearly beside myself getting dinner for 13 men, with Katie sick in bed. I baked 17 loaves of bread today, making 74 loaves since last Sunday, not to mention 21 pies, and puddings, cakes and doughnuts.
“The men cut 100 acres today. All four of our harvesters are being used as well as three hired to cut by the acre. The twine to bind our grain will cost $300 this year.
“How beautiful the wheat fields look, long avenues between the shocks, just as straight, one mile in length!

Aug. 6, 1886: A beautiful day. The men are all harvesting. They have been cutting 60 acres a day with all five harvesters running. The reapers are flying all about us, stretching out their long white arms and grasping in the grain. The shocks, which begin to dot the prairie, look very beautiful as one passes miles of them standing in neat, straight rows.

Sept. 7, 1886: The men finished threshing. We have 13,540 bushels of wheat and 4,004 bushels of oats. If we could get $1 a bushel for it, there would be quite a profit in this year’s work. (Author’s note: Mary constantly complained about the price of wheat, which was usually much less than a dollar.)