Story of 3 young brothers as told by Inez Larrabee Herrin
Contributor: rcarlsen Created: 2 years ago Updated: 2 years ago
One experience that was outstanding and gave me a good deal of thought I will relate. Dad was born in Pennsylvania and while quite young moved to West Virginia. His mother died when he was 3 leaving three sons – Jim, age 7, Dan, age 5, and George (my father), the baby. Apparently food was hard to acquire for Grandpa Larrabee. They lived in the back woods. In fact it was deep in the woods and the country was wild. One day Grandpa had to go in search of work to get more food for those little boys. He called them together and told them there was a barrell of crackers in the cabin and that was enough food to last several days. He cautioned them to stay close to the house and close the door at night. He would be back within a week.
Off he went on his horse, leaving those little souls all alone. A short time before this, Grandpa had taken the boys to a Bible class and they were told a story from the Bible about wicked people who had made fun of the Lord’s prophet and had said “Go down old bald head, go down old bald head!” (I don’t know where that is in the Bible). Anyway, the Lord became angry and had some wild bears come and eat up the children.
Well, as Jim, Dan and George were playing near their home they remembered this story and were talking about it. One of them jumped up and said, “Go down old bald head!” and the others joined in unison shouting and running around calling this over and over again. Suddenly, from out of the thick trees came a big black bear and he headed for those boys. They screamed and ran for the house, but forgot to shut the door. They slept in a loft overhead and each made for the ladder to get up there and barely made it. Jim pulled the ladder up so they were out of reach of the bear. This wild animal came into the house, nosed through and tipped over everything that he could and he found the barrel of crackers. He lay down and ate and ate. He tried and tried to reach the children above him, but it was too high for him. He finally lay down and went to sleep.
Those poor little boys. They cried and cried. No one to help them. No food or water and they knew if they tried to get down that it was sure death! They stayed up there until the next morning. Finally they had enough courage to look down and they couldn’t see the bear anymore. They waited a little longer and finally they carefully and quietly made their way down the ladder and ran to close the door.
That darn bear had eaten all of their food. He had dumped over the water too. They were in a sad condition, but our Heavenly Father was watching out for them. He whispered to their father and he turned his horse around and went back home. Grandpa was a good man and loved the Lord. I dearly loved him.