OT - Warshing cloze
- From: theoldpro
Subject: Warshing cloze
Years ago a Kentucky grandmother gave a new bride the following recipe for
washing clothes. It appears below just as it was written, and despite the
spelling, has a bit of philosophy.
This is an exact copy as written and found in an old scrap book (with
spelling errors and all).
1. Bilt fire in backyard to heat kettle of rain water.
2. Set tubs so smoke wont blow in eyes if wind is pert.
3. Shave one hole cake of lie soap in bilin water.
4. Sort things, make 3 piles, 1 pile white, 1 pile colored, 1 pile
work britches and rags.
5. To make starch, stir flour in cool water to smooth, then
thin down with bilin water.
6. Take white things, rub dirty spots on board, scrub hard,
and then bile. Rub colored, don't bile, just rinch and
7. Take things out of kettle with broomstick handle, then
rinch, and starch.
8. Hang old rags on fence.
9. Spread tea towels on grass.
10. Pore rinch water in flower bed.
11. Scrub porch with hot soapy water.
12. Turn tubs upside down.
13. Go put on clean dress, smooth hair with hair combs. Brew
cup of tea, sit down and rock a spell and count your blessings.
We are so fortunate to have all that we have.
* * Paste this over your washer and dryer and next time when
you think things are bleak, read it again and give thanks
for your blessings! * * *
- Wow, this was truly roughing it.
In a message dated 10/1/03 9:11:14 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
> Laverne, You were truly a pioneer, but I lived in a cave on top of the[Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
> mountain, and when the snows got too deep, we made a toboggan and sledded
> all the way down. The problem was we never figured how to make that
> toboggan go back up hill. So, that is how summer homes (summer caves) came
> about. Once we went down, we stayed down. When the snows melted we went
> back up to our Summer home which was a cave on top of the mountain. If any
> bears took over our cave, we would have to dispatch him, because bears
> don't have any squatters rights. Of course, we used the bears hide for
> clothes and ate the meat. Those were the days! Oh, by the way, we didn't
> wash the hides, we wore them up to the point when they fell off of our
> bodies. Then I went hunting for a new fur coat.