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After the Turkey Dinner

December 26, 2023January 14, 2024 Clayton McLain Memorial Museum

INSIDE GAMES & OUTDOOR ACTIVITIES

Seasonal exhibit now on display in the Cut Knife Library, 113 Broad Street.

“The early settlers knew many hardships, but a real warm western hospitality prevailed. Others in the neighbourhood at this time were the Scullys, leBoeufs, Reas, Beaudrys, McKinnons, George Noy, Andrew Hommen and more. At Christmas time, bachelors were not left alone.” ~ Verna Veikle, page 66

“In addition to all her other jobs, Mom usually managed to make a little gift of cookies or even mitts she’d knit, for the bachelors of the neighbourhood so they’d know they weren’t forgotten.” ~ Amy Singh, page 39

“We patiently waited for Grandma and Grandpa Gee and Uncle Ernie to arrive… Along the route, they would have picked up Steve Slack, a bachelor who would also spend Christmas Day with us.” ~ Mary Biggart, page 3

“Another particularly cold Christmas Day, when Bill and Mona and family had come to our house at Cloan, we had commenced with the usual card games that always occurred after the turkey dinner. With a stroke of genius, Brian and Terry decided this would be a great place to hone their baseball skills using a popcorn ball. The toss went back and forth across the very long table until one particularly energetic throw missed its mark, and the firmly shaped popcorn ball was sent crashing through the kitchen window. I do not recall anyone getting into much hot water over this, and my ever patient dad simply patched up the window with plywood and carried on with the festivities.” ~ Audrey (Brebner) Waters, page 69

“Kathi remembers after supper at our place, the plywood-on-sawhorses table becoming the site of rousing ping-pong games among the teenagers, while the adults enjoyed their coffee in the living room.” ~ Amy Singh, page 51

“After the dishes were done, we kids hit our “ski hill” which was the manure pile. Over the years, it had gotten quite high. Whenever Dad cleaned the barns he took the stone boat and team up the north side and dumped at the top to the south and returned by the north side. This gave us a firm smooth slope to ski down or slide down with the sleds.” ~ Mary Biggart, page 5

“After dinner, Johnny and Allan decided to take Dad’s bob sleigh apart and use the front runners with tongue to steer it down the curving road which was a long slope. That wasn’t exciting enough so boys piled big bunches of snow across the road, then got the smaller kids sitting on bunk and they steered down by tongue and did we fly off the sleigh.” ~ Janet Robertson, page 31

“At that time [mid-30s] it was first generation pioneers and very few grandparents, but we were lucky to have Grandpa and Grandma Marling living south of Carruthers. It was there that we spent our holidays. Grandpa Marling made Roy and I skis by soaking boards the size of skis, so he could bend the tips. These were soaked in a boiler on the back of the stove for a few days.” ~ Irene (Stonehouse) Petovello, page 21

“One year of decent weather, everyone piled into touring cars and drove twenty miles to a cousin’s to celebrate. There was a large round pond in the creek one half mile from the house. There was a sandbar in the corner where we could build a camp fire. We had an old wind up gramophone which we took down to the ice so we could skate to “The Skater’s Waltz”. We skated in twos with hands joined and crossed in front or in singles to make a figure eight. We had borrowed skis, sleds,and toboggans to slide down the banks of the creek.” ~ Louana (Brown) Magnuson, page 16

If you have any memories of early Christmases in the Cut Knife area that you’d like to share with our readership, please email or add to the comments below. We’ll put them all together in a final blog post in early January.

All excerpts in this Prairie Christmas blog series will have been taken from Prairie Christmas: A Collection of Stories and Recollections published as A Clayton McLain Memorial Museum Project, Cut Knife, Saskatchewan 2006 – 2007. Remaining copies are available for purchase for $10. See the website’s Gift Shop page here.

~ Debbie M.

Barbie and Ken fashions, Eaton's catalogue

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December 25th

December 24, 2023January 14, 2024 Clayton McLain Memorial Museum

PRESENTS & TURKEY DINNERS

Barbie and Ken, Eaton's catalogue — Barbie & Ken’s fashions, Eaton’s Catalogue

Seasonal exhibit now on display in the Cut Knife Library, 113 Broad Street.

“The first thing I saw as I was opening my present were two little plastic feet in white shoes with real buttons on the straps, then a pink dress with green flowers, and then… I saw eyes – eyes that opened and closed! I bent her back, and her eyes closed, then brought her back up and her eyes opened. She was the best present I’d ever had!” ~ Lyn McCullough-Tarr, page 61

“Val’s favorite gifts were a baby doll and a monkey pajama bag. Her doll was real to her and she played with it for hours. It needed a trip or two to Kathy’s Grama Woodward’s for repairs; Grama Woodward knew how to carefully remove her head and glue the eyes back into place. Val still has that special doll – a little worse for wear…” ~ Bonnie Ramsay, page 27

“One Christmas when I was about ten years old, I remember all I wanted was a wrist watch. I spoke to “Santa” about my wishes. I could hardly wait… Was I ever disappointed when on Christmas Eve, I discovered a large box under the tree with my name on it. How could this be… I was so excited when I unwrapped the big box, removed all the balled up newspapers surrounding a tiny box in the center…” ~ Iris Murphy, page18

“The last Christmas, my sister Elaine and I got some fountain pens from Santa. We were happy not to have to keep dipping our pens into the ink well.” ~ Janet Robertson, page 31

“I remember… Going to the Grandparents with the team and cutter or team and sleigh. The cutter was made from an old Ford Coupe cab with sleigh runners underneath it. It had a front seat and a “rumble seat” where we kids sat. It also had a wood heater. The sleigh had a box on it with benches inside to sit on and “horse hide” blanket. In later years we went by car.” ~ Joyce Hewson, page 12

“When the snow came, the car was put up on blocks in the garage; the battery was taken out and attached to the radio in the house. We did not have electricity then. Dad listened to the radio broadcast of the Toronto Maple Leafs hockey games on Saturday nights. There were other programs that we all enjoyed such as “Fibber Magee and Molly, “Lux Theater”, etc.” ~ Beth Piche, page 24

“Irene and Ken remember the cold, snowy Christmas of 1947. Ken was closing up their shop in preparation for heading off to Saskatoon to marry Irene. A school boy stopped by to sell the last ticket for a turkey raffle. Ken bought the ticket – for $0.25… Guess who won the turkey? It weighed over 20 lbs and Irene cooked it up. They remember eating that $0.25 turkey well into the New Year.” ~ Ken and Irene Pook, page 25

“Christmas dinners were mostly made from farm produce. We bought staples like sugar and salt. They hauled wheat to Unity in exchange for flour. Dried fruits such as raisins, peel and walnuts were purchased to make Christmas cake and mincemeat. Puddings were made by putting them in a canner for three hours… We enjoyed our sealer of wild strawberries to put over homemade ice cream. We had Japanese oranges that only came at Christmas time and were in wooden boxes that were tied together in bundles of two with grass-like ropes… The vegetables for the Christmas meal were carrots, turnips and cabbage. These vegetables were stored in the cellar and were just as tasty as the fresh ones bought in the store today. There were no green vegetables like lettuce, celery, green onion, tomatoes or yams. Turkeys were home grown or bought from a neighbour and killed just before Christmas. They were so moist because they were never frozen. One can only imagine the work our mothers had to do to cook such a beautiful meal.” ~ Irene (Stonehouse) Petovello, page 23

“This gathering of the clan would find us squeezed around the breakfast-nook table, the over-flow seated at a card table in the kitchen, or in the living room or laundry room. As we grew into teenagers and outgrew that space, a sheet of plywood on saw-horses in the attached garage was pressed into service. There a wood fire would be crackling in the heater and joy would be unrestrained!” ~ Amy Singh, page 49

Posting “After the Turkey Dinner” on Boxing Day.

~ Debbie M.

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Waiting for Santa

December 23, 2023January 14, 2024 Clayton McLain Memorial Museum

STOCKINGS & EARLY RISINGS

Seasonal exhibit now on display in the Cut Knife Library, 113 Broad Street.

“The Santa sock in depression years was a man’s gray work sock. An orange and an apple filled the toe and heel spaces, nuts still in their shells and coloured hard candy filled the rest of the foot – one gift occupied the leg.” ~ Ruby Sleath, page 56

“Before bedtime, us kids would each nail up one of Dad’s wool socks onto the stair railing. We each had our own spot, arranged of course by age.” ~ Cheryl Rowswell, pg33

“Some of my earliest Christmas memories involve hanging stockings for Santa to fill. We usually got an orange, some nuts and candies in our stockings and we always used Dad’s socks because they were bigger.” ~ Norman Rewerts, page 30

“Valerie remembers the anticipation as a small child, waking at 3:00 a.m. wondering if Santa had yet paid us a visit. Bev says if we came downstairs too early, Dad would send us right back upstairs to bed.” ~ Bonnie Ramsay, page 27

“6:00 a.m. finally came – the legal time to wake Mom and Dad. Along with me, my siblings waited “patiently” at the top of the staircase waiting for Mom and Dad to accompany us. It was the rule in our home – no one could make a step downstairs without Mom and Dad.” ~ Cheryl Rowswell, page 33

“I was 10 years old. It was about 2 o’clock in the morning of Christmas Day and my brothers and I were wide awake and holding a discussion in their bedroom… Would it be OK to go downstairs at this hour and check out the Christmas tree? Perhaps we had better wait another hour because remember last year Dad had been mad and roared “Get back to bed!” 3 a.m… we’d better wait another hour because last year Dad had been really mad. 4 a.m… we were still nervous about upsetting Dad. He’d been REALLY mad at us last year… 5 a.m… 6 a.m… we heard Mom getting up to stuff the turkey… it was safe to rush downstairs…” ~ Jean Lawes, page 14

“As Sheila recalls, we’d waste no time crowding down the stairs one behind the other, trailing our blankets. She remembers us peeking around the corner at our bulging stockings, and that our excited jabber of “He was here! He was here!!” would be answered by Dad’s ‘Go back to bed, it’s too early.’” ~ Amy Singh, page 43

~ Debbie M.

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From Tinsel to Electric Lights

December 22, 2023January 14, 2024 Clayton McLain Memorial Museum

LONG DISTANCE PACKAGES, CHRISTMAS CARDS, GLASS ORNAMENTS

Royalite seven light indoor multiple set

Seasonal exhibit now on display in the Cut Knife Library, 113 Broad Street.

“Each year before Christmas, a large parcel would arrive in Quill Lake, Sask. on the train or in the mail in later years, from my Grandma and Grandpa Payton in Victoria, B.C… Finally after supper the opening revealed a box loaded with many parcels carefully wrapped in various colourful Christmas wrapping papers. On top would be a sheet of writing paper on which Grandpa had written our names. Beside each name was glued a small rectangle of one of the different wrapping papers. One knew that that particular pattern of paper wrapped their gifts.” ~ Lucille Bullerwell, page 6

“Every year we would receive a wooden box (previously filled with oranges) from my father’s parents in Chilliwack, B.C. It was filled with hazel nuts or filberts. That was our Xmas present from our grandparents. Grandpa always told me they came from Nut Mountain, which I presumed was close to their acreage, but I am not sure to this day if there is such a mountain called this near Chilliwack.” ~ Marcella Pedersen, page 20

“Mom made special treats for Christmas. Bev remembers Mom and Dad packaging up frozen farm chickens to send to Dad’s sisters in Calgary on the train.” ~ Bonnie Ramsay, page 28

“Remembering our friends at Christmas with cards and letters was our way of keeping in touch; we did not call them on the telephone. Our Christmas card list was long! Christmas cards that we received were displayed in the house by hanging them up with string in long rows on the wall. Everyone enjoyed reading the cards. It only cost 3 [cents] or 5 [cents] to send a card.” ~ Mona Wade, page 68

“Christmas cards were hung on a string across the kitchen wall and we decorated a live tree which needed water on a regular basis. Some of us still treasure and use the delicate glass ornaments from our tree on the farm.” ~ Bonnie Ramsay, page 25

“Dad and Granddad would go north just before Christmas for a load of trees to be cut for firewood. They would bring “Christmas” trees back with them. We put the tree up on Christmas Eve and decorated it with homemade bells of paper etc. and crepe paper red and green streamers. The rooms were decorated with red and green streamers and bells of crepe paper as well. In later years, ornaments were purchased from the Eaton’s catalogue and some were received as gifts.” ~ Joyce Hewson, page 11

“Christmas trees were brought from the Loon Lake area by team and sleigh. The large ones were for the school and they cost $1.50. The smaller ones were for people’s homes and they sold for $1.00.” ~ Irene (Stonehouse) Petovello

In 1950 I married Ralph Hewson. Our first Christmas tree was decorated with coloured glass balls, silver streamers and “icicles”. In 1952, power came to our area so our tree had a string of electric lights on it. The trees then were bought in town. The tree was kept in a pail with water so it didn’t get too dry!” ~ Joyce Hewson, page 12

“It wasn’t until the fall of 1952 that our lives changed and rural Saskatchewan lit up with electricity in our immediate area. The Christmas tree now had electric lights!” ~ Mary Biggart, page 5

Previously: Santa Claus Day & Shopping Local | School Concert to Christmas Concert | The School Concert, Part 2 | The School Concert, Part 1 | Intro to Prairie Christmas.

~ Debbie M.

plastic santa in sled pulled by one reindeer

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Santa Claus Day & Shopping Local

December 21, 2023January 14, 2024 Clayton McLain Memorial Museum

THE THEATRE, THE TREE & SANTA

Seasonal exhibit now on display in the Cut Knife Library, 113 Broad Street.

“Santa Claus Day in Cut Knife brought a huge amount of excitement for we children. After viewing a show at the theatre, Santa usually arrived at the huge Christmas tree set in the center of Main Street. After speaking to Santa and receiving our candy bags, we children were then taken to Margot’s Store where we proceeded to do our Christmas shopping.” ~ Cheryl Rowswell, page 32

“The Christmas tree stood in the center of town and was cut from the old Dunn farm. Trees escaping the annual choosing remain standing west of Veikle’s.” ~ Lorna Sayers, page 35

“We seem to recall it being at the south end of Main Street in front of the train station in early years, but in the middle of Main Street later.” ~ Amy Singh, page 39

“For many years, Bob McInnis played a major role in Cut Knife’s annual Santa Claus Day… I remember an event that took place a few days after Santa’s visit. Our daughter, Marj was about five years old. She was with me shopping in Bruce Douglas’ bake shop. Bob McInnis came into the shop and picked up Marj and said “How are you today, young lady?” Marj just looked at him and said ‘You sound just like Santa Claus’.” ~ Joyce Levere, page 15

“In the early 1950’s, one did all their Christmas shopping in Cut Knife. The general stores, Dion’s and Margot’s provided all kinds of gift ideas for the season. The hardware stores, Finley’s and The Brackenbury Brothers, did as well.” ~ Lorna Sayers, page 35

“There wasn’t the variety, quality or quantity in local village general stores to meet all shoppers’ requirements. Shopping for a day in our closest cities, the Battlefords, proved expensive for a car and cafe meals put a strain on the family purse, so the only alternative was mail order shopping from catalogues put out only by the T. Eaton and Robert Simpson Companies. In most cases they gave satisfactory service.” ~ Ruby Sleath, page 55

“Christmas was an exciting time at our house. Mom shopped by mail through Eatons’ or Simpsons’ catalogue and parcels from Margot’s and Dion’s came home wrapped in brown paper tied with red or green string.” ~ Bonnie Ramsay, page 25

“Trips to North Battleford were rare, but there would always be one before Christmas. All dressed up, we would crowd into the car, excitedly counting our pennies and planning how to spend them to get the gifts we needed. With five kids to ride herd on when we arrived, Mom’s threat, as Kathi recalls, was “If you aren’t good, you can’t come next year!” This was a dire threat indeed, as Woolworth’s, Kresge’s and the Metropolitan stores with their dazzling array of inexpensive goods was too wondrous an experience to jeopardize, so we would all be on our best behaviour.” ~ Amy Singh, page 37

Previously: School Concert to Christmas Concert | The School Concert, Part 2 | The School Concert, Part 1 | Intro to Prairie Christmas.

~ Debbie M.