Basket of Chips, page 127

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Title A Basket of Chips: An Autobiography
Creator Harwood, James Taylor, 1860-1940
Subject Artists; Painters; Artists' writings
Subject Local Harwood, James Taylor, 1860-1940; Artists--Utah--Biography; Harwood, Harriett Richards, (1870-1922)
Description These memoirs of Utah artist and teacher James T. Harwood cover a wide range of subjects including farming, gardening, bird watching and cooking. But, primarily, "A Basket of Chips" is about his early love, Harriett Richards, and their life together.
Publisher Tanner Trust Fund University of Utah Library, Salt Lake City, Utah
Contributors Olpin, Robert S.; Ward, Margery W.; Cooley, Everett L.; Madsen, Brigham D.; Tyler, S. Lyman
Date 1985
Type Text
Format application/pdf
Language eng
Relation Is part of: Utah, the Mormons, and the West, no. 12
Coverage 1860-1940
Rights Management University of Utah, Copyright 2001
Holding Institution J. Willard Marriott Library, University of Utah.
Source Physical Dimensions 14.5 cm x 22.75 cm
Source Characteristics Printed Hard Cover Book
Scanning Technician Karen Edge
Metadata Cataloger Kenning Arlitsch; Jan Robertson
Call Number N 6537 H364 A2 1985
ARK ark:/87278/s6zs2vsj
Topic Artists; Painters; First person narrative
Setname uum_ttb
Date Created 2005-04-20
Date Modified 2011-04-07
ID 327930
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Title Basket of Chips, page 127
Description Rzlmimtions Of . Lzf e and Art Even when our own relatives who were dear to us made their visits it was not long before we felt the wish for our own sacred companionship again. An invitation out to dinner or for the eve- ning was a calamity to me, and it was much the same to her. Had she been sociallv inclined we would not have mated. Recently when the two oldest were grown she broadened out more than I for the sake of her great craving for knowledge. One big thing was the incentive she was to me and to our chil- dren. She was so pleased when I registered for the extension course in automobile engineering. Her influence was far reach- ing in the family and was felt by her sisters as well as her children. Her day was divided into four parts: work, recreation, self- improvement and rest. Each day was well apportioned out and she was ever too wise to neglect any that would keep her best fitted for life, and urged me to profit by what she had proved to be the best. One day during the long summer days that I spent at the farm she put a book in my hand as I was ready to start, saying, "Take a rest at noon, relax a little and read every day. You will feel much beter." I did it more because she wished it than any other reason. I took up a good system of exercise in the morning and cold showers, and a careful diet that I might live to the age I thought she was booked for. With her habits of relaxation, pure air, and good diet I expected her to pass the four score mile post all right, and that meant ten higher for me. And I would have reached it to be with her. For years I often felt the shock of the shortness of time left to us to live, but now the outlook ahead is a long, lonesome way. My children are all that children can be but each has his own outlook on life which is complete within himself. I can do much for them and they for me, which is a joy, but it is not the feeling that comes to the couple living each for the other, and holding the same memories. 127
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Source A Basket of Chips: An Autobiography
Setname uum_ttb
Date Created 2005-04-14
Date Modified 2021-05-06
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Reference URL