The 12th of January copyright by P. Boilesen The year was 1888 the 12th of January. Billy hurried through the door to catch his sister Mary. Old Jack Frost had come last night and left a trail behind him. And in the damp and gloomy morn it wasn't hard to find him. Mary ran while Billy chased. Their coattails both a-flyin' Mary reached the schoolhouse first but Billy wasn't tryin" From the schoolhouse door Miss Freeman called "By noon we'll see the sunshine. Children get your learnin' done, We'll go outside come lunch time. The clock on the wall struck 9 and 10. Then the hands said11:30 And in the gloom that filled the room the storm released it's fury. Suddenly the schoolhouse door was blown right off it's hinges Children cried and tried to hide in terror under benches. The door was fixed but just as quick another blast unhinged it. Then the ceiling gave and the room became As evil as the blizzard. "Dear God"she prayed "help me to save these children here from dyin'. Give me the strength and help me think. Dear God you know I'm tryin'. Now on the plains there on that day at 20 below zero Miss Freeman planned and took command and she became a hero. Children now we must be brave. We'll have to do some walkin'. Children listen carefully and don't you dare be talkin' We'll have to find what we can find to tie us all together. God only knows it will be cold but we'll make it through this weather And inch by inch that human fence fought the blizzard bravely. Not one went down 'fore they were found and brought to shelter safely There were heroes big and small that day on that Nebraska prairie And there was not one who forgot the 12 of January. That night 13 children slept while mothers were a-prayin' Billy held his sister tight and softly he was sayin' "God bless mom and dad and sis, and bless Miss Minnie Freeman. I sure hope that she is warm." Then Billy was a-dreamin.
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