A Span, The Length Of Memory 123 
     
    
   
   
    
     Remember when: 
     
    
   
   
    
     You were told you had to “ride the goat” before you became a 
     
     member of Division. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Remember when: 
     
    
   
   
    
     Angus Bernard, teacher, arrived at the school driving his brand new 
     
     motorcycle — the first one ever seen in this community. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Remember when: 
     
    
   
   
    
     1800 sleigh loads of mussel mud were shipped by train from Summer- ' 
     
     side to County Line Station. This mud was dug in Bedeque Bay and pro- 
     
     bably by the energetic farmers of Wilmot Valley. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Remember when: 
     
    
   
   
    
     There were twenty-nine mixed farming operations in Wilmot Valley 
     
    
   
   
    
     and twenty—seven of these had dairy cattle. This was only four decades ago. 
     
     Today only three farmers have dairy herds of varying sizes. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Remember when: 
     
    
   
   
    
     Good old-fashioned hospitality on a winter’s evening included several 
     
     games of Finch, Rook and Pit; a sing—song around the organ in the parlor, 
     
     and a generous lunch. Tired but happy hearts were in tune with the merry 
     
     jingle of the sleigh bells on the homeward ride in the wee small hours. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Remember when: 
     
    
   
   
    
     There were no potato warehouses in Wilmot Valley. That was only 
     
     forty years ago and today there are sixteen large warehouses to store the 
     
    
   
   
    
     2,000 acres of potatoes grown by the potato farmers of Wilmot Valley. 
     
     Part of these crops are produced from land outside the community. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Remember when: 
     
    
   
   
    
     The bag or parcel, lying on the side of the road would suddenly disap- 
     
     pear into the bushes when the 1929 Model A came to a halt and the driver 
     
     climbed down to pick it up. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Remember: 
     
    
   
   
    
     The story about the plague of mice. The following letter appeared in 
     
     the Prince Edward Island Magazine in 1899. 
     
    
   
   
    
     THE PLAGUE OF MICE 
     
    
   
   
    
     “I have seen the Prince Edward Island Magazine of April, 1899, in 
     
     which you wish some information about the plague of mice in P.E.Island. 
     
     In 1814, the last year of the mice, a great part of the grain was destroyed. 
     
     Those who dug ditches around their grainfields protected them from the