rig. It was their first experience seeing a large drilling machine in action and it was an enjoyable trip and visit.
     In later years they had the pleasure of visiting with Dody and Cile's mother who had come to visit them from Ada, Oklahoma. They also enjoyed the children; Paddy, Sharon, and Don, and their families.
     They live in Ada, Oklahoma, and continue to drill and develop oil fields and are in the oil producing business.
     Mrs. Leota (Dody) Mason deserves a lot of credit in writing the Henry Kroth family tree to be written in the Kroth and Loughmiller Memories.


KROTH HUMAN INTEREST STORIES

THE HAIL STORM - Stella Manuel writes:

     One summer afternoon pa and ma drove to Havensville in the spring wagon. Some of the neighbor children spent the afternoon with us. While playing, a severe thunder shower drove us inside and soon it started to hail. The stones were so large and pelted down with such force that that storm stands out in my memory. Being kids I remember how we ran from window to window shouting about seeing the big ones bounce so high, when Effie, who was silently crying and looking out the west window said, "I don't see how you kids can be so happy with pa and ma out in all this." It was a sobering thought.
     When the folks arrived home they told how, two miles out of town they had seen the storm blackening and how they hurried to reach shelter at the Procter house on the corner. But the storm broke as they were driving in the yard. Old Jack, always noted for his surplus energy, was one of the team that day and became very frightened.
     To prevent a run-away, Pa thought to hold him by the bit. On leaving the spring wagon he placed a new tin half-bushel, he had purchased that day, over his head. The huge hail stones hitting on that big tin bucket scared the horse even more and Pa had to quickly throw that aside but at that managed to hold the horses heads.
     I'm sure Ma was protected by the big, stout, black umbrella that always went along on those trips either for share or for the rain.

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     Henry and Louisiana Kroth kept a "Tramp" room where they housed any wayfarer who came their way. The "Grapevine" worked, then as now. and all the "Knights of the Road" knew how to find their way to the homestead. Present day tramps will walk into the Topeka mission and say "Hello, Rev. Fox." (and Rev. Fox has never seen the man before.)


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