From Ellen Landers - More on Hattie Daugherty Place

I'm continuing Ellen's notes, concerning that wonderful "Aunt Hattie". Following is one of Hattie Daugherty Place's writings.

"In the fall of 1884 there was an Indian scare. A neighbor living west of us had been to Miller (SD) shopping. While there, an Indian was seen in the distance galloping his horse as though in haste. Not knowing his errand, the observer concluded he must be carrying a message of war. The excited neighbor alarmed the neighbors and tried to get her father to take ammunition and firearms and gather at some home but her father refused as he didn't think the Indian would want to antagonize Uncle Sam. No Indians showed up."

A daughter of Mrs. Place, Mrs. Audrey Cisco, at one time was with her daughter in Wyoming in 1968.

Notes from Beulah Goehring - Grand Niece of Hattie Daugherty Place: "Aunt Hattie was a beloved member of the family. She was my Grandpa Daugherty's sister. She taught school for many years. She taught my dad (Fred Irvin Daugherty) when he was in grade school and later taught my older brother and sister (Ken and Helen Daugherty). At the time of my grandmother, Katherine Elizabeth's death, she was a great supporter of the family. The youngest child at that time was Helen. She was only a baby and some of the neighbors wanted to take her, but Aunt Mabel said, "No, you can't have our baby." All those young children kept their baby and took care of it. Aunt Hattie lived only a few miles away and would hitch up her horse and buggy and drive over to George's residence and help Aunt Mabel with the washing and baking bread so Aunt Hattie had her place it on a chair and do the kneading of the dough. Aunt Mabel always said they didn't know what they would do without Aunt Hattie. As I was growing up we seldom went to Wessington without visiting Aunt Hattie. She was very active even in her later years. Even in her nineties she made popcorn balls for the "trick-or-treaters" at Halloween."

David Daugherty (my uncle) says, "When we were in town we always stopped at her house for coffee."

This is just a quick sketch of this wonderful woman. I'm sure that we'll find out more about dear "Aunt Hattie".