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Show 154 out in the field loading, the other at the barn, unloading. With Revo and Vetris on the cable team we were a pretty efficient outfit. Mama was left with all the housework and no help. Moreover, there would be Fourth dresses to make for the girls, getting ready for the high point of the year, the Fourth of July. What a great day that was. It began with Sid and Cliff Shipp, Clyde Lott, and some of the older boys setting off dynamite in the foot hills. Those booming sounds sent shivers of patriotism down our backs, and routed us out to necessary chores, breakfast and the preparation of a big freezer of home made ice cream, which would be frozen and packed in crushed ice mixed with salt to "mellow". The Joseph Silver Band showed up next, serenading everybody in the town on a bunting-draped hay rack. At every house they were treated with cake and homemade root beer, which they always accepted and ate. They had great capacity. At ten o'clock the Celebration began. Orator of the day, Chaplain, Goddess of Liberty, Maids of Honor had long since been chosen by committees, as would have been the manager for sports, and the Dance Manager. Little girls were not much interested in orations, but sat and eyed each others' Fourth dresses through the songs and flag-waving, told each other how much theirs cost as soon as they were allowed to talk. We rushed home for dinners of chicken and dumplings, mashed potatoes and the works, topped off with ice cream and cake, came back at two p. m. for the sports. Mothers sat and held popcorn and paper |
