Libbie Norton Lewis
1864 – 1940
This is the life
story of Libbie Norton Lewis, pioneer and long-time
resident of this area. It was written by
her granddaughter, the present Dorthea Heitz, in 1940, before Mrs. Lewis' last illness. She died at her daughter Ethel's home in
Libbie Norton Lewis, Grandmother Lewis smiles reminiscently as her mind wanders back over the interesting incidents of her life.
"I was born
the Revolutionary War, when one of my great-grand uncles fought in the war for
freedom, my people have helped to make
I started school
When I was
fifteen, our family again started west to
Of course this was a long slow journey, since the horses couldn't go very fast while pulling the heavily loaded wagons, and we often had to stop a couple of days to rest the little new-born calves.
One day we
stopped on the outskirts of a little town along the
The next morning finally came and we were able to see to what an extent damage had been done. One house in the town had blown over, and of course our household goods was scattered all over the country. Then we had some bumps and bruises, but of course in those days people didn't go to the doctor with every little scratch and bruise.
We finally got all of our wagons righted, and our stuff gather up, and we were on our way again.
Several other incidents occurred along the way. At one time we had to stop along the Missouri River for a couple of days while our stuff was ferried across. At another time we met a family from Texas who were also going to Nebraska. Mr. Fulton was taking a large herd of cattle along and so his wife not only had to take care of two small children, but she had to drive the wagon. They were glad to put their cattle in with ours and join forces with us.
We made our first settlement in the little Loup Valley. Broken Bow was the nearest town, and it was thirty miles away. My father homesteaded 160 acres of land, my brother0in0law took up 200, and the Fultons also homesteaded. That fall John's folks also came out and homesteaded land too.
We hadn't been there long when the Olive Raid started. That fall my father lad to go as a judge to see about the raid and he was gone several days. On his return home he discovered that a prairie fire had started. He got home ahead of the fire, and that night the whole family fought fire all night long.
When I was seventeen I married John Lewis. For about four years we lived in Sargent, Nebraska, and farmed. Then we moved to Chadron, Nebraska, where John did carpentry work. My twins, Claudia and Walter, were born there, but Walter was burned to death in an accident. Nellie, Perle, and Leon were also born there.
When Leon was still a small baby we started for Wyoming. That was in 1893. The journey from Nebraska was a long trip in a covered wagon and took several months.
One incident of the trip especially stands out in my mind. We had camped for the night someplace near what is now Lost Cabin, where many notorious Hole-in-the Wall outlaws had their headquarters. It was a dark stormy night and we had just gone to bed when we heard a confusion among the horses. John went out to see what was causing the disturbance and he was confronted by some of these outlaws who told him to "stick 'em up."
"Well," John said, "I'm just one helpless man against all of you, and of course you can take my horses if you want to. I have a wife and seven small children asleep in the wagon and scarcely enough supplies left to get to Paintrock. If you take my horses, we will probably all starve to death because we will be stranded out here with no possible way to get supplies." The bandits turned away, ashamed of themselves. I am thankful that bandits in those days had more chivalry than they now have.
The first year in Wyoming, we lived at the Rhinehart's Sawmill at Paintrock. That winter, a little baby girl was born and died. We later moved to what is now the Berch Warner place. We lived there for quite a while. During this time, my daughter Edith was born.
But the wanderlust seized us again, and when some real estate men came by and told John how he could become rich raising pigs in Arkansas, we again loaded up our wagons and started, with the Lou McCreery family, for Arkansas. When we got to Oklahoma, John's uncle William tried to persuade us to stay there, saying that it would be foolish to expect any success in such a venture, but we refused to give up the idea. However, my oldest son, Willie, decided he didn't want to go on, and so he his the horses out. Of course we didn't know this, and as we thought they had strayed off, we spent two or three days hunting for them. But they were finally found.
It turned out that John's uncle was right, for the pigs were just razor-backs, and there was no possibility of making any money. We were there six months, in which time Cicero was born. Then, discouraged, we again started back for Wyoming. The trip back was a nightmare. John had malaria fever and was forced to stay in bed. When we got to Oklahoma, where we planned to rest a while, Perle got dropsy and the doctor said we would have to get out of the south immediately if we wanted him to live. The first winter we came back was the hardest we ever lived through. We were broke, the family was all sick, and things looked pretty blue.
But the next spring we traded two horses for relinquishments on what is now the W. O. Lewis place on Lower Norwood. Here for a number of years we lived. Three of my girls, Alice, Hazel and Fannie, were all born here. Here most of the children grew up and were married.
In March, 1914, death was to deal us a blow when my husband was taken from me, after having suffered for a long time from cancer.
The next year death again occurred in the family, when my daughter Claudia, who was now married to Bert Allen, died, leaving five small children.
When war broke out, one of my sons, Leon, was sent to France. He served on or near the front lines until the end of the war, but returned home strong and healthy.
Later I sold the ranch to my oldest son, Willie, and built a house in Ten Sleep. But the desire for new scenes once again called me, and I moved to Spokane, Washington with my younger children. I bought a little farm near Spokane, and have lived with my youngest son, Cicero, until the last year, when I again moved back to my children in Wyoming because of ill health."
Children of Libbie and John Lewis:
William Ozro: Born Nov. 26, 18882 at Sargent, Nebraska. Married Stella Johnson (deceased). Now lives in Ten Sleep, Wyo. [with son Roy]
Ethel May: Born Jan. 17, 18885 at Sargent, Nebraska. Married William Roland Hankins (deceased). Married Blaine Townsend. Now lives at Worland, Wyoming.
Claudia Ulyssia: Born Apr. 17, 1887 at Chadron, Nebraska. Married Bert Allen. Died Jan. 28, 1917.
Walter Conrad: Born April 17, 1887 at Chadron, Nebraska. Died Jan. 28, 1888.
Nellie Agnes: Born March 5, 1889 at Chadron, Nebr. Married Sam Brandt. Died 1973.
Perle Mortimer: Born Feb. 18, 1891 at Chadron, Nebraska. Married Mae Sheesley. Died Mar. 31, 1954.
Leon Isaiah: Born Aug. 11, 1892 at Chadron, Nebraska. Married Laura Griffin (divorced). Married Bertha (unknown). Now lives at Klamath Falls, Oregon.
Ruth: Born Sept. 28, 1894 at Hyattville, Wyoming. Died Dec. 11, 1894.
Edith Blanche: Born Dec. 17, 1896 at Ten Sleep, Wyoming. Married Ernest Allen. Died May, 1966.
Cicero Henry: Born March 3, 1898 at Siloam Springs, Arkansas. Married Verna McCreery. Died about 1970.
Alice Grace Belle: Born July 12, 1900 at Ten Sleep, Wyoming. Married Nobel Pickett. Died about 1970.
Hazel Clara: Born Mar. 4, 1903 at Ten Sleep, Wyoming. Married Ray Hamblock (deceased). Married James Good, Now lives at Eureka, Calif.
Frances Abigail: Born Mar. 20, 1907 at Ten Sleep, Wyoming. Married Arthur Haga. Now lives at Bandon, Oregon.
SOURCE: A History of Washakie County As Written by Its People, A Washakie County Bicentennial Project, 1976, printed by Northern Wyoming Daily News, Worland, Wyoming, 89-91.
Lewis reunion, Northern Wyoming Daily News, Worland, Wyoming, 24 Oct. 1984, page 9.
A Lewis family reunion was held at the home of Irma Howard in Worland beginning at noon, Sunday, Sept. 30. The occasion was prompted by the visit of Hazel Good from Eureka, Calif., and Frances Haga of Brandon, Ore. The two are sisters of Ethel Townsend.
Local families attending were: Mr. and Mrs. William Sinn, Lial Sinn, Mae Lewis, Dorothea Heitz, Elnora Stratton and Ethel Townsend.
Out of town
guests were: Mrs. Norma Quinones, Tito and Mandi, and
Mrs. Norma Yoos,
Northern Wyoming Daily News 9/24/1940