BERRY PICKING AT THE FERRO MINE
By Linda C Butler
Told by David Fergus in a letter 1949
The caretaker of the Ferro Mine called here this morning to ask me to go with a group to pick blueberries at the Ferro Mine. I joined them, and away we went, bumping along the rough road at about four miles per hour. I did not think that the Ferro was a good place for berry picking but I did not say so. We arrived. And of course one of the fellows had brought his tonic (home brew), but it was warm, so he and a friend took the crock to the icehouse and set it amongst the ice.
We started to look for berries but the fellow soon disappeared. When he came back he told us that he was just checking to see if the tonic was cool enough. In a little while I missed both him and the mine caretaker. They had gone again to see to the cooling process, and took a long time to come back. Needless to say, there were few berries picked that day.