The Ladies Page


| January/February 1973


It has been drizzling rain from a deep gray atmosphere for two and a half days as I begin to write. And as we are so securely shielded from it all in a well built house, my thoughts are drawn back to sod shanties on the American plains.

This era in our country's history became very real to us as we visited with Mr. and Mrs. Herb Shafer of rural Minot, North Dakota recently.

And having remembered nothing but substantial frame houses here in Wisconsin for all of my lifetime, I was intrigued to learn that a sod house has been in existence there until recent years. In fact, one of Mr. Shafer's buildings is covered by a wooden roof he removed from a soddy which was still standing when he purchased some additional farm land a few years ago.

Then, in October, when the Friends Magazine arrived, my husband showed me an item telling of two two-story sod houses still standing in Broken Bow, Nebraska, and one in Kirk, Colorado. I am hoping these will be put on our list of 'we must see things' in the near future.

How I wish there had been time that day to talk to a Mrs. Dye who knew the feel of living in a sod house such as this. She told Mrs. Shafer that when the dirt sifted down they knew snakes were moving about in the sods. (OH! HOW I LOVE MY HOUSE!)