Written History of Doris Elizabeth Nay
Our next move was to Alamo, Lincoln County, Nevada, where father planned to farm. It was a new town in the Pahranagat valley. Mother had one married sister and two brothers living there.
I remember our trip by covered wagon from Virgin to Alamo. I think I was about 4 ½. Something was wrong with my eyes, I don’t know what it was, but when we left, mother said on the trip to travel, I couldn’t be in the sunlight at all. She just put a quilt over my head all the time in the day light. It wasn’t the measles because I had them later, but it may have been an eye infection. Mother would put wet tea leaves on my eyes at night. it was sometime after reaching Alamo, that my eyes got well.
Father bought a home in Delmar, Nevada, a mining town that had closed down by then; and moved it to Alamo on a large lot he had bought, not far from Mother’s two brothers and families.
My father’s father was Ormus Bates Nay and his mother was Louisa Ann Earl. When we lived in Alamo they used to come visit us some and I remember how I loved to have them come. My grandfather would carry me around. We would go up to Ash Springs swimming and my father liked to tease. I was perhaps five them. He would dive under, I thought so much of him and I would just cry and jumped up and down on the bank and think he wasn’t going to come up again. So I remember my grandfather picking me up and consoling me, taking me out for a little walk and telling me that everything was all right, he was just teasing me and he’d be up in a little while out of the water.
My grandmother was extra special to me because we lived around her more in Las Vegas after I was married. Of course we did see them a few more times between now and then. They lived up at Washington, Utah here for a while. When my folks in 1907 came to go through the temple here I was five. I remember staying with Grandmother in Washington. She fixed a really long pillow on the floor and our beds on the floor so all of us children could sleep together. Those things stand out in my memory of Grandmother, how good she was to us.
And then, after I was married and we moved to Las Vegas on the ranch out of Las Vegas and she lived in Las Vegas, we visited with her quite a bit. We’d had our first baby and she was a big help to me then.
I attended my first year of school at Alamo. I remember we had to walk quite a distance, as the school was located in the upper part of town. There was a large canal that ran along the path to school and it was my delight to find a long stick and jump back and forth on my way home from school. Sometimes I wouldn’t quite make it across, and of course got my shoes and stockings wet. I would get a scolding and sometimes spanked by Mother, but it was so much fun flying across on the long jumping stick, that I continued to do it, and then went home for my punishment. I loved school. I loved to read and loved to go to school. We had a real small school because it was a small town, all the grades in one room. It was fun to go to school.
I loved to read. I always have since I’ve learned to read. When I was a child, I think I was sort of naughty. There were things I should have been doing at home. We lived on ranches where I could go ride out pretty good. I could go where mother couldn’t find me or I couldn’t hear her call or pretended I couldn’t hear her call. I love to read. I know I shouldn’t have done that.
Then I was baptized in the big canal. Father baptized me. I remember that.
When I was just a little girl, eight years old, Mother let me take this special pen that she had to school to show my little friends under the condition that I would not leave it but would get it back home, she let me take it this day. On the way home I was throwing it in the air to see the pretty sparkly shiny gold handle. In the sun it looked so beautiful. About the fourth time it came down, I couldn’t find it. Of course I started to panic. I hunted and hunted and then it came to me to ask the Lord to help me find it. So I did. Then I walked right over to a bush and picked it up. It had just landed in a bush instead of on the ground. I had just recently been baptized and that strengthened my faith, I know.
My sister Louise and I had a girlfriend, Thelma Shumway, age of Louise who lived quite close to us. She had an older brother that chewed tobacco. One day he was out and sent Thelma to go get it for him. She came by for Louise and I to go to the store with her. It came in a large square plug. The men at the store didn’t wrap it or put it in a sack, so on the way home we thought it looked so good we all took a bite and chewed it. Of course we swallowed it instead of spitting it out. After we have been home a short time Louise and I got real sick to our stomach. We had a well and pump outside our house, so we pumped water to each other and washed our mouths as best we could but when Mama called us to supper we were real pale and Papa asked us what was the matter with us. We were scared to tell him at first, but I’m sure he guessed what we had done, so then we told him the plug looked so good we took a little bite and chewed it, then swallowed it. He didn’t scold us as he knew we had learned a lesson. Our father was a real kind father and very good to us.
Another time Louise, Thelma, and I decided to go for a walk down the valley. We left from Thelma’s house, and didn’t tell anyone where we were going. It was about the middle of the afternoon when we left. There was a ranch about 3 miles below town. We didn’t plan to go there, but we got farther from town than we realized, and had passed some cattle on our way, they looked mean, so we hurried past them and by that time it was getting almost dark so we kept going and got to the ranch. We told the people that lived there we were afraid to go back home on the account of the cattle and in the dark. They asked us in and said we could eat supper with them. All they had to eat was clabbered milk and bread. We ate the bread but couldn’t get much of the nasty clabber down. They were an older couple and kind to us but didn’t offer to take us home, so we didn’t know anything else to do but stay hoping our fathers would come for us. Well after about an hour after supper our father and Thelma’s father came down. They said they had hunted all over town and close around but no one had seen us, then they came out to this ranch. Father put Louise on his horse in front of him and me in back, Thelma’s father put her on behind him and they trotted the horses all the way home. Father didn’t scold us much, but when we got off the horse Mama was so worried that she didn’t say much but made us promise we would never go off that far again. I got most of the blame as I was the oldest and should have known better.