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Show M1MBER" From Eva M. Bradberry, McDougal, Arkansas: I remember remem-ber the winter days of yesteryear, when our living room furniture was three iron bed steads, straw-mattresses straw-mattresses and "huge feather beds. We had bolsters and covered cov-ered it up with white counterpanes. counter-panes. I can still see the marble-topped bureau, the stand with a kerosene kero-sene lamp, the big family bible on the little shelf under the stand and the big trunk that set between be-tween two of the beds. Mom's bed was up front near the fire' place, making it much warmer when changing the baby at night. There were three big rocking chairs by the fire and a four-gallon churn set nearby. Three flat irons set on the hearth for years and on the mantle was a clock that has been in the family for generations, calling out the time every hour, on the hour, since grandpa was a baby. I remember bottles of mustard ointment and croup remedies. And how we would put some beans and a ham bone in the iron' dinner kettle hanging on a hook just over the logs in the fireplace . . . and sweet potatoes in the dutch oven . . . corn bread in an iron skillet . . . and sassafras tea bubbling in an iron tea kettle. From J. II. McKinley, San Antonio, An-tonio, Tex.: I remember when we used to have dancing at the Court House at Pleasanton, Texas. Most of the cowboys wore their spurs while dancing. When they got to kicking up their heels doing the one-step or fox trot, you had to look out or you might get spurred. O , |
