The Niemuth Family -- The Hanneman-Niemuth Mill HANNEMAN & NIEMUTH SAWMILL TOWNSHIP OF SUMMIT LANGLADE GLEASON,WISCONSIN 1933 WRITTEN BY HENRY S. SIMON   LOUIE HANNEMAN This is just a little story About the mill that Louie owns Louie is the boss you know When he can't come out he phones Louie lives in Antigo Town folks have known him long And when he comes out to the mill Something's sure to go wrong   WALT NIEMUTH Walt Niemuth is the foreman He does the filing too He fixes up the belts and stuff And then he takes a chew   HANK NIEMUTH And then there is the greasy man The boys all call him Hank He fixes his engine night and day He also fills the water tank   LYLE BYERS -- JULIUS GERDES Lel Byers is the head sawyer Doc Gerdes is the setter They both can handle their own jobs You couldn't find men better   CARL PREUSER -- NORM BERGMAN Carl is the edger man Shorty turns the cants Shorty wears an old straw hat And Carl wears army pants   ELMER LEMKE Lemke is the scaler With a pencil he's a whiz He scales the logs and lumber Folks say he knows his biz   VERNON STEGER -- HANK SIMON The slasher's run by Vernon The trimmer's run by me We work together all the time It makes things hum, you see   JOE HUNT The mill yard's cluttered up with drays And ties and three by fours Joe Hunt hauls them to their place With Dan, his big bay horse   FERDNAND KLUBALL Ferdy drives the new V-8 To Elcho and Rhinelander It's loads of lumber that he hauls He's always sure to land'er   GREGG HUNT From the woods comes a (word missing) That's neither car nor tractor It's a Model T that's all fixed up So Gregg can haul logs faster   ED MILLER The oldest gent that's on the job Has every thing to do He cleans the bunkhouse, hauls the wood And carries water too He piles up lumber, helping Ferd load-up And does most everything WE call him OLD ED MILLER We play lots of tricks on him   GROVER FURLOTT, LEN SCHWANN, BILL DEMSIE, LASALLE MATHENY The logs are sawed by Furlott's gang There's LEN, LASALLE, and BILL They saw from daylight until dark And many trees they kill   FRANK STEINFEST -- GENE STEINFEST Frank Steinfest skids the logs with "Kicker" cub Gene drives a team of blacks In the morning they walk to the woods At night they ride the horses back   At evening when the whistle blows It's a noisy rushing place We will run for the bunkhouse To wash our dirty face   DAISY NEIMUTH -- AUDREY STEIGER And when we are all washed up And the cookie HOLLERS grub! It's every body for himself We sure do stow in grub The cooks name is Daisy We sure do like her pie Audrey Steiger is the cookie's name And she can make the dishes fly   And now my story is ended You heard everybody's name From boss and foreman, to the cook Whose pies have won her fame!   P.S. We started out working 10 hours a day at $1 a day (10 cents and hour) -- N.B.   [Source: Norman "Big John" Bergman, Jr.] [In October 2007 when Big John sent this to me, his father (Norm, Sr.) and Julius Gerdes were still living.] ©2003-2008 Lori Niemuth Last updated: January 20, 2008 Home