![]() ![]() I am ‘way up close to the Forest Reserve of Utah, within half a mile of the line, sixty miles from the railroad. They are genuine letters and are printed as written, except for occasional omissions and the alteration of some of the names.Īre you thinking I am lost, like the Babes in the Wood? Well, I am not and I’m sure the robins would have the time of their lives getting leaves to cover me out here. These Letters of a Woman Homesteader, written through several years to a former employer in Denver, tell the story of her new life in the new country. Stewart, who had taken up a quarter-section in Wyoming. Later, seeking to better herself, she accepted employment as a housekeeper for a well-to-do Scottish cattle-man, Mr. Turning her hand to the nearest work, she went out by the day as a house-cleaner and laundress. PUBLISHER’S NOTE: The writer of the following letters is a young woman, Elinore, who lost her husband in a railroad accident and went to Denver to seek support for herself and her two-year-old daughter, Jerrine. ![]()
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