The Life of 
        William Isely 
            Autobiography
        by:
        William Isely, Printed: August 1961 
         
        In 1901, George and I bought the farm from Dad for $12,000.00, two
        hundred and forty acres, with no money and only one hundred acres of
        plow land.  But we didn’t
        look too far; with all the timber Dad said, “It will make you
        money.”  It didn’t, but
        it worked out all right. 
         
        In 1901, we built a barn thirty-four feet by eighty-eight feet, which
        cost $2,500, more or less.  It
        was a lot of money at that time.  Then
        we did start to cut wood to make some money by hauling it to Monroe. 
        What roads we went through! 
        Sometimes it was six o’clock before it was sold. 
        We had a place to unload it for $2.25 a cord for soft wood and a
        place for hard wood for $3.50, so we could only come out even. 
        Wood went up a little every year. 
        It was hard work; nobody knows what we had to do. 
        It took a lot of expense to keep harnesses and horses and wagons
        up, but we went on.  Someone
        said, “Go on with the work,” so we went on. 
         
        In 1903, we got bigger ideas and went to work and built a house with no
        money.  Credit was good, so
        we went on.  Fred Ritschard
        built the house for $350.00 for his labor. 
        The house cost $3,500, more or less. 
        That was a lot of money at that time, when milk was seventy cents
        a hundred and hogs were $3.00 per hundred. 
        We paid six per cent interest. 
         
        In 1904 George got married, so we had a cook from the fall of 1903. 
        I had to do the cooking for five of us. 
         
        In 1906 I got married, on February 22. 
        We built on the house, as it was too small. 
        So I said, “I will give $4,000 or take $4,000,” so George
        took the money and I took over all the debts. 
        It ran me deep in debt, but I went on. 
        But I forget – in 1906 we bought forty acres from Richard McGuire for $2,000; so I got in deeper.  The forty acres had only eight acres of plow land, and in
        1910 I had a well drilled up on the hill and built a cistern, and had
        running water in the house and barn and hog barn. 
        Alfred Witmer dug the ditches. 
        It was a lot of work.  The
        three wells I had drilled were a big improvement for us. 
        They cost a lot of money, but I didn’t keep track of it. 
         
        So I kept working on the wood cutting and hauling, with three wagons on
        the road every day when the weather was good, for the Fall until the
        Spring. 
         
        The stumps sprouted so much that the cows had a hard time to get
        through, so I bought a stump puller to try to pull out the stumps. 
        The first one was too small and we broke it; so I bought a bigger
        one that could pull any stump, but left a hole that a cow could stand in
        level with the ground.  So
        that was time and money wasted. 
         
        With no money coming in from all that land, it was a problem, so I hired
        men to grub it.  There would
        be no money coming in until it could come out of the soil. 
        It took me twenty-five years to clear one hundred and twenty-five
        acres.  No one knows how
        hard it was, every Spring clearing the stumps and plowing with six
        horses and a big breaking plow. 
         
        In 1914 I rented the farm to Will Rufer and went to Monroe and bought a
        house.  We stayed less than
        a year.  After so much hard
        work, we took a little rest.  We
        took a trip to California in April, 1915. 
        My sister, Mrs. Carl Marty, went with us. 
         
        We went to Chicago and from there to New
        Orleans.  We were going to
        stay a day, but it did not look good. 
        We took a taxi and went down town. 
        We stayed about one hour and made up our minds to go back to the
        train.  We knew it was due
        to leave at eleven o’clock, so we went back and got the same berth.  So we went on West. 
         
        Texas
        is a large state.  But what
        a country at that time.  Sand
        piles were like little mountains.  We
        were going into New Mexico, but we didn’t go. 
         
        We went to Los Angeles where my brother John lived. 
        He was sick at the time.  From
        there we went to San Diego to the fair. 
        We had a hard time to find our hotel; but finally found it. 
        Then we went back to Los Angeles and stayed there almost two
        weeks.  From there we went
        to Lindsay where my brother Jacob was. 
        We stayed two weeks there.  From
        there we went to the San Francisco Fair. 
        We saw many ruins of the 1906 earthquake.  From there we went home. 
        There is now (sic) place like home. 
         
        We went back to work.  Fred
        Ritschard made the plans for the building. 
        He did the building work and Charles Pickett did the mason work. 
        When the building was finished Mr. Rufer moved up to the new
        building and I moved back home.  I sold the house to Mrs. D. Theiler.  Mr. Rufer stayed there until his time was up, and then I took
        over again and went working with the timber. 
         
        Pat Joyce and Frank Monohan did most of the cutting at seventy-five
        cents a cord.  I rented a
        saw to saw lumber.  This
        didn’t pay out, but we went on hauling. 
         
        By 1928 the land was ready to make money, but we had only two good
        years.  In 1930 hard times
        were coming on.  I had
        eighty-four head of cattle.  They
        had been a good price, but the price went down. 
        This was my way to make money, to raise lots of young stock and
        sell cows.  I let them pick out of the herd for $45.00. 
         
        In 1984 we had a very dry spring. It rained on April 3, and it didn’t
        rain again until June 25.  There
        wasn’t a green blade of grass to be seen, so it didn’t look very
        well with all that stock.  I
        sold twenty-two head , and for the heifers I got $2.00 a hundred weight and $1.50 a hundred weight for the cows, which didn’t count up very
        fast.  If I would have kept
        them ten days longer it would have been different. 
        It started to rain and rain! 
         
        We had thirty-five loads of hay for all that stock.  This was the first time in my life that we didn’t cut any
        grain.  I planted eighty
        acres of corn, but as it was the old kind, it didn’t get ripe, so we
        cut it and shock-fed it in the barn yard. 
         
        I had more feed left than at any time before, but I couldn’t raise one
        calf.  The cows had had too
        much corn that was moldy.  All
        the way through, we had hard going. 
         
        In 1934 my taxes were $211.00, and it was hard to pay them. 
        In 1948 my taxes were, $1,822.00, including income tax, and it
        was easy to pay them!  We
        went through a lot in the “30's”, but we went on. 
         
        In 1936 we had to settle
        with the bank, so I talked with Ed Bayrhoffer. 
        He was the agent for the Federal Land Bank. 
        Mr. Renk was here in a week, and I made a deal with Mr. Renk, and
        in six weeks, it was all settled.  Mr.
        Renk helped me out.  I
        don’t believe there is one man in Green County who went through what I
        did and stayed on top! 
         
        If I were to do all the land clearing and building today, it would cost
        $150,000.00.  I could say
        much more, but I will cut it short. 
         
        Well, in 1940 there was a great change. 
        Everything picked up.  Many
        people say they can’t make any money in farming.  I don’t say that my farming was the way it should be, but
        from 1940 I made money.  I
        paid interest on $27,000.00 at 5%, and in 1948, on Mar. 1st,
        I had no mortgage on anything.  There
        were Arley and myself to work, and had much hard luck. 
        Hogs were $4.50 per hundred weight in 1940, and in 1942 my barn
        went up in smoke with a loss of $3,500.00, I bought all new machinery,
        three new tractors, one of which I sold to Will. 
         
        People say that there is no money in farming. 
        From 1940 to 1949 I kept close figures on farming. 
        I averaged $3,000 every year for nine years, clear after all
        expenses. 
         
        Then the war was going on and prices went up. 
        Milk went up to $4.50 a hundred weight, and hogs went up very
        high.  One man told me that
        his best year was in 1953.  The
        prices are good, if you know how to farm. 
         
        I
        quit farming in 1949, and I haven’t seen much farming since that time. 
        They say prices aren’t high enough. 
        The money must come out of the soil; if you don’t know how to
        farm, it would be better to do something else. 
        Farming is something you have to know how to do. 
        You can’t put your seed in the ground with only half a seedbed. 
        The ground must be worked right. 
         
        If anyone farmed since 1940 and didn’t make a lot of money, he either
        had hard luck or didn’t know how to farm. 
        When you miss a crop it is a loss for one year. 
        Farming is a gold mine, if you know how.  I talked with a man about farming.  People say they can’t make any money, so I said how much
        money I had made from 1940 to 1949. 
        He said, “I made more money on less than 100 acres!” 
        I will say that is good farming. 
         
        I remember that
        more than fifty years ago a man told me that he hired a lot of men to
        work.  So did I.  He said, "I always make him eat a
        meal.  If he, is a slow eater, I say that I can't use
        him."  I never did that.  I took a chance.  If he
        was no good I let him go.  There are lots of signs of a good
        one.  What is in the parents is in the children and what is in the
        children is in the parents.  I could say more, but-- 
         
        In 1950 my barn blew to the ground with a big loss, and in 1953 the
        tenant house burned down with a big loss.  That is what I call a
        lot of hard luck! 
         
        I know a man who farmed about the same time that I did.  He died
        and left an estate of two hundred thousand dollars.  That is good
        money for a farmer.  He didn't have to clear any land and he didn't
        do any building, but could make money pile up. 
         
        Well, I raised a small family of five children.  My father had a
        large family.  He came to Wisconsin in 1860 and settled here in
        this place which has been under the same name for ninety-nine
        years.  Dad built a two-room house out of stone.  As the
        family grew larger he built on to the house.  There were fourteen
        in the family; twelve were born here.  Dad didn't do much farming;
        he worked at a lead mine three miles west of here.  He worked in
        the night, and walked three miles to work and home again.  I
        believe it was a hard road to go, and I think Dad went through a lot of
        hard times, and so did I, but we came out all right. 
         
        Well, I was going to close, but I see I had more expenses.  In 1950
        I hired Vic Schiller to do some road grading and cleared fourteen
        acres.  It cost me ninety dollars per acre.  I gave him a
        check for $1,600, and had some more work done.  Allie Holtshopple
        graveled one-half mile of road and filled in the barn yard with a cost
        of $500.00, and Schiller moved the tenant house from Section 20 to
        Section 30.  Mr. Schiller set a glass of water on the table and
        when it was set up the glass was standing, with no water spilled. 
        It was moved one-half mile, and it cost me $400.00 to move it. 
         
        Rote took care of the wood work.  That was $200.00, and Ray
        Montgomery worked on the water, digging the ditches and working on the
        sewer and bathroom with a cost of $1,200.00.  So you can see by
        what I paid out that it took a lot of income to take care of it. 
         
        In 1943 I had the house insulated at a cost of $500. 
         
        This is the way that I layed out the farm: There are six twenty-acre
        fields, eighty rods long.  Four of them have no ditches, two have
        some.  Schiller can take care of them in ten hours.  Two
        thirty-acre fields have no ditches, one fourteen-acres, eighty rods long
        has no ditches, one eight-acres, sixty rods long has no ditches. 
        The valley we live in has very good soil.  There are twenty acres
        of good timber, with forty acres in the valley.  The fields are cut
        up. 
         
        Well, I went through a lot of thinking.  I had good help from my
        Dad, Henry Durst and Russell Prien.  They were good help.  I
        will say I did the best that I knew, but we all need some help. 
        Most of the fields are fenced with five wires and steel posts. 
         
        In 1922 I was hurt from an accident with a corn shredder and I was in
        the hospital for eleven days.  In 1945 I was in the hospital for
        fourteen days, and could do no work for six months.  In 1946 I made
        a trip to the South and the West and North, in all, 8,000 miles. 
        If you can, don't wait until you get old.  In 1953 I was sick three
        weeks, and was in the hospital.  It all takes a lot of money to
        take care of this. 
         
        Well, I know farming is good if you know how!  If you don't know
        how, there is no money in farming.  If you work by the hour, day or
        month, you can't make any more than a living.  If you want to make
        money you will have to go in business by yourself and do it right. 
        There are too many young people who believe it comes by itself.  It
        doesn't; you will have to get your head in good shape or it will not
        work. 
         
        I do say that drinking is the cause of most of our trouble.  What
        is in the parents is in the children and what is in the children is in
        the parents.  There are too many people what they are.  If
        they would sit in a chair and think what they are they wouldn't say a
        word.  The sins of the parents are resting on their children. 
         
        In my day I never used one-half pint of whiskey nor a quarter's worth of
        tobacco.  I don't care for it.  If they would all be like me,
        T. V. would 'have trouble!  This is a free country, but I believe
        no man can say that whiskey is good for any man. 
         
        Since 1953 I haven't been able to do any work. Three years ago I felt
        like doing some work, so I made some garden and I planted 1,200 hills of
        potatoes.  The first time I tried it, I planted 1,200 hills of
        sweet corn.  It was a wonderful crop!  I
        did it all by hand, and had no weeds in it.  My potatoes worked out
        all right.  The stalks grew big.  At a certain time some of
        the stalks looked dead.  I told Jacob Kubly about It.  Jacob
        told me, "If you don't spray them, you won't get any
        potatoes."  So I sprayed them.  It was too late for some
        two hundred hills, but 1,000 hills were good.  When I dug them I
        had forty-two bushels of No.1 potatoes.  If you take care of your
        crop it will work all right. 
         
        In 1915 I spent $4,000.00 for building fences on the farm.  There
        were 240 rods of woven wire fence with two-barbed wire and 132 rods in
        woven wire, 360 rods of fence with five wires and all steel posts. 
        Inside fences around the fields were 240 rods of woven wire and
        two-barbed wires and all steel posts, 600 rods of five-wire and all
        steel posts, 230 rods of steel fence with some oak posts, but not
        all five-wires.  This is a lot of work and a lot of expense. 
         
        I had two wells drilled, one in the dry-stock pasture, over 200 feet
        deep, and one when I built the No.2 building.  This well was 206
        feet deep.  These were a lot of expense, and it all had to come
        from the soil. 
         
        In 1948 I spent $2,000.00 on the cheese factory. 
         
        On July 4, 1960, I went out to work to cut thistles and this didn't
        agree with me.  I got sick and the eye doctor told me that I had
        had a light stroke.  My eyes went wrong and I wanted new
        glasses.  He told me that new glasses wouldn't help me.  I
        know I can see and read much better than I could two weeks ago, so it
        looks like I am getting better. 
         
        On December 5, at three o'clock in the morning, I had more hard
        luck!  My barn burned and I lost all the feed, but saved all the
        stock.  The barn was a total loss.  When you have a fire. you
        have a loss.  But the new barn is up and the stock is in the
        barn.  Fred Durtschi built the barn for $3,700 for his labor. 
        It cost a lot of money to build it, but it is all finished.  This
        is my fifth barn and three homes.  It would cost me $150,000.00
        today if I would have to build them. 
         
        The money has to come out of the soil when you farm.  Some farmers
        say that they can't make any money.
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