Clara (Fiander) Jensen made quite the impact on the rural community. She was born in 1883 and raised in the Swan Lake area on the family farm. She lived out her life in the small community.
She was an attractive women, and could hunt cats too. Sunset Magazine published a story in 1923 about her skills and she enjoyed hunting well into her 70s.
To read more about this woman, just click HERE.
Photo courtesy of the Jensen family.
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Eatonville To Rainier 
6 responses to “Clara Jensen (ca. 1900)”
What a beautiful earthly and strong woman, I love it!!!!
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I love Clara! What an interesting lady. It’s no wonder how or why Eatonville has survived and flourished over the years with that kind of a tenacious backbone when so many other communities have disappeared.
And speaking of which, please pardon the seemingly ignorant question, but as a newer resident I read these place names and have no idea where they are or were. What a lovely name…Swan Lake…I see that name all the time but have no idea where it is or was. It’s only for curiousity that I ask, but if anyone can fill me in, it would be most appreciated!
Thank you,
Al
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Hi! Swan Lake is still there. 🙂 If you head out of town on the Mountain Highway, head through the valley and up the other side, you will see a Grange on your left. Take a left there and you’ll come to the lake. 🙂
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Gram, we called her, wow brings back Memories. Yakama/Snohomish.
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I was a Junior in High school when Gram Died. I learned much about wild plants, livestock, milking cows, making a traditional drum from deer raw hide, hunting, caring for a rifle, sewing moccasins and leather (medicine) pouches, and sharpening pocket knives. She was a grand story teller, My siblings and I were mesmerized. Educated only to the eighth grade, one would never know her schooling was limited. She was born on the West side of the Cascade Range and married a Yakama man from Toppenish. They moved from the Yakama Reservation with a covered wagon and two teams of horses across White Pass; bought an existing homestead and subsistence farmed til 1957. In her younger years, on Christmas Eve, she would climb upon the barn roof with two sets of sleigh bells and run the distance hollering Ho, Ho, Ho. It was magic.
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Thank you so much for all your memories and information!
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