Edwin
and Francis Perry and their daughter, Lila, came to Prince George
in 1912 from the state of Illinois. Edwin was a concrete engineer,
working on railroad tunnels and things of that nature, but he
grew tired of railroading in the Deep South, so he bought a
shoe store in Spokane, Washington. When he heard about the railroad
in Canada being built from Edmonton, Alberta, to Prince Rupert,
British Columbia, he just had to try that one out. When he did
get to Canada, the railroad was almost completed and the next
contract was in China. He did not want to go to China and because
he liked the wildlife, fish and B.C. country, he decided to
get a homestead. In 1914, there was no road out to where he
homesteaded in the Willow River area, only a trail used by natives.
Another son, John, was born that year.
It was pretty rough going in
those days with little cleared land, and no cattle or horses
in the country to be bought. If there was a horse for sale,
it was on its last legs. For this reason it made it very hard
fro Edwin Perry to get horses to clear land with or do any work
with. He finally got a chance to buy a nice team, a matched
pair of blacks, for five hundred dollars, which was quite a
price to pay in those days. He left the house in town, where
Francis and the children were and went out to the homestead.
While he was making supper, he let the horses graze around the
tent but never tethered them and much to his dismay, they took
off on him. He packed up some food and his .22 rifle and took
off after them, in the night. It was May the 14th.
He followed those horses for
days and days and finally ended up at Barkerville only to find
that someone had found them and took off with them. It was very
disheartening but all he could do was go to Quesnel and catch
the BX boat back to Prince George. He came into the house and
his wife thought he was some kind of wild man, with his beard
and long hair. When he spoke to her, she recognized him. It
was November the 27th. He had been gone all that time.
Perry was not a log builder
but managed to get some boards from old buildings that were
torn down at Tete Jeune Cache and some new sawn lumber. This
was brought down the river. By 1917 he had the house built,
which is still in use today. That was the year the family moved
out to the farm. They had a couple of cows and planted potatoes
and a garden, so they made a meager living. Another son, Myles,
was born.
The river was their means of
transportation. In the winter, it was covered over with ice
and they used to go across it with the team of horses and a
sleigh. When the children went to school, they had to be boarded
out in town. One spring, the river was ready to break up so
the Perrys got word to the two boys to come home by train to
Willow River and the father would meet them at the station.
Their father put them on the sleigh and they were told to “hang
on.” As they crossed the ice with the horses going at
a full gallop, the boys watched as the ice broke up behind them,
leaving a trail of open water. The chances they had to take
in the old days were sometimes very scary.
In 1927, sometime after Lila was married, Edwin Perry passed
away, leaving his wife and two boys to manage the farm. It was
tough as it was hard to get a hired man at that time. In 1930
the depression came and it was almost impossible to sell any
hay or meat or anything, and if you did manage to sell something,
it was even harder to collect the money for it. They survived
the depression by trapping a bit and doing some mining. Sometimes
they worked on the road.
In 1939, there was a market for lumber so the Perrys bought
a little mill and began sawing lumber, becoming prosperous.
By the 40's the Perrys had nine packhorses and would get called
out by the Forest Service to look for and fight fires. Although
they are both retired, the Perry brothers, along with Myles
daughter, still live out at the old homestead.