Sunday, February 7, 2016

The Tragedy Memorialized by a Chinese Elm Tree

Once again I am indebted to my grandmother, Gladys Rainey Smith, for being the family archivist. I began this account last year to explain the story behind the large Chinese elm tree that stands in my mother's yard, but, because of gaps in information, abandoned it. I decided to utilize the microfilm archives of The Fairfax Chief. Sure enough, with help from Howardean Rhoads and Marcy Sterling at the Fairfax Library, I discovered a wealth of information from Grandma's column. Much thanks to Howardean and Marcy!
The Farming Fatality in the Big Bend in 1939
                When my mother began the 8th grade at the Belford Grade School on the east side of the Big Bend community, she and her parents lived in the house on Lora Betts’ place where Wayne Mitchell now lives (Lora Betts was Wayne’s mother-in-law.). In 1938, the nation, as well as the Big Bend community, was rebounding finally from the Great Depression that had begun ten years earlier with the crash of the stock market in October of 1929. People were finding jobs. Families had more money to spend. Things were at last starting to look up.
                Neighbors were important to the Big Benders since people depended on each other for help and support. In January, as the new year of 1939 commenced, my grandparents, Calvin and Gladys Smith, with my mother, Bernyce, moved to the house on Louise Butler Jefferson’s original Osage land allotment. Mother and her parents had new neighbors to the north who was the Farnsworth family. They lived on the farm now owned by my mother.
                The Farnsworth family consisted of Mr. and Mrs. Farnsworth and their 29-year-old son, Harlow. They had lived in the Bend for about one year before that fateful day in February of 1939. 
Portrait of Asher Judson Farnsworth
from findagrave.com
                 According to the “Belford” column written by my maternal grandmother, Gladys Rainey Smith in the February 16, 1939 issue of The Fairfax Chief, near 4 p.m. on Tuesday, February 7, Asher Judson Farnsworth died as the result of being kicked by a horse. He and his son, Harlow, were training the young horse to work when it kicked him in the lower part of his chest. Harlow and his father were training the horse near their small barn that was located where the lots are now, west of Mother's house.(My mother indicates that people were still using horses for farm work in the late 1930s.)
                Mr. Farnsworth was rushed to Ralston, but Dr. H. B. Spaulding, the local physician, pronounced him dead upon arrival. News of his death reverberated throughout the shocked community because he had been among the first to donate time to help his new community and had made many friends in the Bend.
                He was 66 years old having been born on June 2, 1874, in Kansas. Mr. Farnsworth married Linnie Alice Barnum in 1909, establishing their first home in Ponca City, Oklahoma. Beside his wife and  their son, Harlow, he was survived by two daughters, Roberta Hawkins and Eleanor Farnsworth.
The memorial Chinese elm tree is on the left.
                My grandmother wrote that his funeral was held at the Gill Funeral Home in Ponca City on Friday, February 8, at 2 p.m. conducted by Rev. R. R. Ellis of Fairfax. A quartet from the Big Bend sang during the funeral service. The quartet was composed of Mrs. Will Kelty, soprano, Mrs. Jim Clark*, alto, Perry Woods, bass, and Walter Schubert, tenor. My grandmother accompanied them on the piano.
                The Farnsworth family planted, in his memory, the Chinese elm tree that still stands just west of my mother’s home. Many times my father recalled the poignant story behind the tree’s origin. When I was young, even before I learned about Mr. Farnsworth's tragic death, I remember Harlow and his wife visiting our family - how illustrative of the strong ties of friendship that span the years in rural areas, especially in the Big Bend.

*Mrs. Jim Clark (Mary) moved to Ralston in her later years. Mary retained her strong alto voice even into her 90s. She was the grandmother of Gilbert Morris aka Junior. Mary Clark was a great-grandmother of Gil Morris, Patricia Morris Chaffin, and Pam Morris Felix. To read more about Junior Morris see: http://bernadeanjgates.blogspot.com/2015/11/when-cotton-was-king.html

Sunday, January 31, 2016

Sami Didn't Care

Sam-I-Am or Sami, as he was most frequently called, was a year-old tomcat. He had the appearance of being a Siamese, but his mother was just a wild, stray cat that came to the farm to have her kittens. She had five kittens. Just after weaning them, she disappeared.
Sami was the tamest of the outdoor kittens. Sami just loved his “people.” Sami wanted to be with people at the clothesline, at the mailbox, and anywhere he encountered them. I accidentally stepped on Sami since he insisted on walking so close. He never uttered a loud “meow,” but continued trying  to get as close as he could to me.
Sami relaxing in the chair on the front porch and waiting for a person
Sami came running – no matter which cat I called. Tailer and Bob, who had been dubbed “the princes of Belford” were often called since they slept on the screened-in porch each night. Sami came scurrying right up. Pretty Face and Moonbeam, were two beautiful calicos. But when they were called, who came? You quessed it – Sami!
Sami looked for every excuse to be around me or another person who came to the farm. Other cats were called for special treatment, but Sami showed up, too. Even when told to get back or move out of the way, Sami remained undaunted.
Sure enough, priority to Sami was being around his human family. Are we like that with God? When we see Him grant special blessings to a fellow Christian, do we relish being there just to be in His presence? When others in our circle achieve our dreams, our goals, and our desires, do we celebrate with them? Do we rejoice at someone receiving recognition instead of us? Sami did. Sami’s primary aim was to be with his “person.” 
In Psalm 16:11, David wrote, “You cause me to know the path of life; in Your presence is joyful abundance, at Your right hand there are pleasures forever.” David experienced joy and sufficiency merely by his knowledge of God’s presence ever with him.
Sami at the clothesline
 An awareness of God’s promised presence with us enables us to experience joy – that peaceful inner contentment based on our relationship with Him, not our circumstances. The realization of this is not only for each day but forevermore. Who would believe a Siamese-looking cat would be the catalyst for reminding those of us who trust and obey Jesus just how precious basking in His presence can be?

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Dad's Top 5

As I did my Bible reading on New Year's Day morning, I began reflecting on Dad. His death occurred almost three months ago. The five verses he most frequently quoted came to mind.

I Timothy 6:6 Godliness with contentment is great gain.
Dad placed a premium during his life on being happy or more appropriately -  being content. Paul told Timothy in this verse to recognize the value of godliness in one's life. I've recalled to Mother how consistent and committed Dad was in attendance at church services. He would "pound" nails all day, drive the “commute” home, care for the cattle, and be at Bible study every Wednesday night. Yet Dad realized that "godliness" entailed the unselfish act of putting others ahead of himself. His service to the Lord through his church and his positive interaction with people brought contentment to him.

Matthew 6:33 Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness and all these things will be added unto you.
Dad thought if his service to the Lord was in first place, everything else would fall in place. This involved his reaction to volatile situations. Countless times I heard him say, "Well, I'll walk pretty slow on that." Or "I'll think before I speak." Dad knew"righteousness" begins with trusting God's way to be the best. He "completed righteousness" by obeying God's way, as He revealed it in the Bible. Dad believed wholeheartedly in the long run it would be the best.

Psalm 37:25 I have been young, and now am old; yet I have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor His seed begging bread.
Countless times I heard this verse come from his lips. In families, farm families especially, finances can get tight. Dad truly believed God would not forsake him no matter how weakened in body he became. God graciously saw him through 96 years, never failing him once.

Acts 4:12 Neither is there salvation in any other; for there is no other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.
Dad often included this verse in his prayers. He believed the church should always, as he would say, "hold up the name of Jesus" since there is salvation in no other. As I studied the context of this verse, I saw that Peter and John had been arrested for preaching this very tenant of the Gospel. How timely this verse is, when so many around the world are arrested and martyred for their faith in Jesus. May we pray for boldness to always stand for this truth.

Joshua 1:8 This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth, but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein; for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good success. 
One of my parents' early pastors, Ray T. Hart, encouraged his congregation to memorize this verse. Dad did. What a pattern for success! Keep God's word on your tongue, meditate on it in your mind, and then incorporate its truths and principles in your daily actions. Success at living life will follow. What more could anyone desire from life?
Dad and me after returning from church the first year of my life.