I Remember When . . . .
Great Stories about growing up in the Horntown, Oklahoma area!

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Dowsing

     On the very top of a hill, Grandma wanted a well dug. She contacted someone, who came out and used a willow forked stick, to show her where to dig.
     They marked several spots and made a cross where they intersected. She then called a drilling rig in. The cost was several dollars per foot. The day came when they began to dig. Down they went 40 foot, 50 foot then 60 foot. It was getting expensive. Grandma read her Bible and she found a verse that said streams of water would come from the top of the mountains. Well, she decided that the next day they would find water. 70 foot, 80 foot, 90 foot and then at 100 foot, beautiful cold water, right thru the rocks. They sunk a long pipe of sorts, to hold the sides and she had beautiful clear cold water.
     My Mother and I were in the area several years ago, and I asked if she had ever been back to the well. She said, "No, but we can go." So here we go, two old women out driving around the wild, outback of the woods. We find the right road, find a path off to the side where we are sure the well was.
     An old fellow with one arm was living there. He said we were welcome to look. Told us there was a stob sticking out of the ground with a coffee can over it. He said, he guessed that was the well. How he got his water, I did not ask. If he only knew what good water was there.
     We could not really tell where her house had been, it had all grown full of oaks and weeds. I asked him if there were any squirrels in the area. He said, "I haven't seen a squirrel in years." The old pond that the conservation folks had dug on the side of the rocky hill was completely gone, just some scrub brush growing in it. We did not get out and go to it, we could see it from the road. Remember standing in that pond, toes squeezing thru the red clay, letting the little perch nibble on my legs. Only other use for it was throwing the old loose cane bottom chairs into it, to tighten them up. :) The cows would rather drink from the creek.
Lou Anne Allen

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