Morgan Pioneer History Binds Us Together He used to sit by the oven door with his feet on it, chewing tobacco and spitting into the coal bucket, and it drizzled down his beard and clothes. I was almost afraid of him, and I didn't like the bad smell. Later in life he discontinued to use tobacco, and when I was able to understand, he told me the following story. One winter he went up to his homestead on the mountain to chop down trees. While there it snowed very heavily and he ran out of chewing tobacco. He went without as long as he could, he thought, so then he waded down through the snow which was three feet deep, a distance of about four or five miles. When he reached the store, he was soaking wet way up under his arms. It had been hard work wallowing through the snow, and he was wet, cold, and tired, but he had learned a very valuable lesson. He bought a ten cent plug of tobacco and held it up before him and said to it, "You see what you have made me do. You have been my boss long enough. I am gong to be boss from now on." He put the tobacco in his pocket and carried it around with him for two years to prove he was the master. Then he put it away in a bureau drawer and kept it for a reminder. He said to us boys, "Don't you ever touch tobacco because it will make a slave out of you, and the longer you use it, the greater it will enslave you." I have never forgotten the lesson. It has helped me when I was tempted to use tobacco. Alfred Bohman lived in the old home until he died from a stroke on February 12, 1918. He was eighty-four years of age. ©© Combined Histories of Christina Elizabeth Mattson Bohman and Alfred Bohman Christina Elizabeth Mattson, affectionately known as Stina Lisa by her grandchildren, was born September 11, 1830, in Serby V, Lofsta Westmalan, Sweden. She first met Alfred Bohman, the man who would later become her husband, in Sweden as he worked as a traveling Elder preaching the gospel for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Christina heard the gospel and joined the church. While in Sweden and having a large farm, she had a great deal of farm work to do. They had to haul the hay on a two wheeled wagon with a shaft in it for the horse. They hauled it a long distance up a steep hill. This was grandmother's job. At one time they had a lazy old horse that always balked at the bottom of the hill, and the men would have to come and push the load up. Once the men were busy and Grandmother was left alone with the balky old horse. When she couldn't persuade the horse to try to climb the hill, she became exasperated, grabbed a handful of stinging nettles from the side of the road, and crammed the nettles under the horse's tail. Away they went up the hill on the double. The old horse never balked again when he came to the hill. At another time, they had an old, lazy fat mare the men always had to lift onto her feet before they went to work. One day they forgot to do so. My grandmother was left to do it by herself which was beyond her ability. She could not get the lazy old beast to even try, no matter what she did. Finally seeing the firehose hanging in the bam, she took it down and turned it full force upon the beast. Up she jumped at once. When the men came home, they wondered how she had done it. She said wait till morning and I'll show you." In the morning the old mare was lying down again and wouldn't budge to ordinary urging. So grandmother reached for the firehose and the old horse was on her feet at once. After that, all they had to do was reach for the hose and the job was finished. When her brother died, she inherited the family property. To enable her to come to America, she sold her lovely home and other valuables. After her way was assured, she loaned most of the rest of the money helping her friends to also emigrate. None of this money was ever repaid. Alfred was bom in Gotofors Smoland, Jonkoping Lan Sweden on December 10,1833. During his early life he worked in a foundry. One day, while working, a spark flew in his eye. He was taken to the hospital, but owing to the doctor's insufficient knowledge, not much could be done for him. Later he worked in Stockholm and while there he met the Elders and soon afterwards joined the church. He then went to his old hometown and converted his father and mother and one brother, William, and later arranged for all of them to come to America. After joining the church, he traveled three years as a missionary in Sweden before coming to America. He used to work in the summer and then if,