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Show ft REMEMBER" IY THI OLD TIMERS From Mrs. Homer Casteel, Canton, Mlss.t I remember when men would congregate near hitching posts to catch a glimpse of a woman's wom-an's ankle as she stepped down from her buggy. From Johnson Utterback, Sulphur, Okla.: I remember when my daddy and mother turned the gutters gut-ters through the filter into the cistern to catch snow water, so we would have pure cool water-also water-also when all the ice we had was cut from rivers and ponds and stored In Ice houses with layers of sawdust. From S. I. McGlnnls, Culloden, W. Va.t I remember when we used to go to bean stringings and apple peelings, and what a good time everybody had. I don't hear of these things, any more.' From Mrs. Aura Kelaey, Weston, Ohio: I remember when I was a kid my folks used to make apple butter. They would peel the apples the day before and have several barrels of sweet cider ready. They would get up early the next morning morn-ing and begin stirring apple butter and continue until midnight, making mak-ing 50 or 60 gallons of apple but-te. but-te. I have the large brass kettle they used in my yard it is more than 100 years old. From Mrs. Edward Koch, Ft. Recovery, Re-covery, Ohio: When a person died, the neighbors laid him out on a "cooling board" a wide board on two benches and put large copper pennies, about the size of half dollars on his eyes to keep them closed. The carpenter was called to take measurements for the coffin, and at the funeral, instead of the smell ot flowers, there was the smell of varnish. The coffin was taken - to the cemetery cem-etery in a big farm wagon. (Mail your ' memories to THE OLD TIMER', National Weekly Newspaper Service, 210 S. Pes-plaines, Pes-plaines, Chicago, III.) |