Southward Ho

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 22
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneer
Publisher Snow College
Date 1990
Type Text
Format application/pdf
Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title Southward Ho
Description enamel bucket. The bucket was nicknamed the "slop jar." 3rma replaced the lid of the slop jar while mentally noting that about six of the dozen cloth diapers had already been used. This neant she would need to wash them as soon as they arrived, in order to have fresh ones ready for the next day. It was a daxly chore. First she would soak them ivx clear water to remove the odor. Then, in a tub of hot water, she scrubbed them up and down, repeatedly over the ribs of the washboard while rubbing with a bar of laundry soap. Scrub, scrub until it seemed the abrasive action ground the cloth thinner each time it was laundered. Dunk then in and out of clear rinse water and twist in a wringing notion to expel the water. To the second rinse water was added a small capful of Mrs. Stewart's liquid blueing. This nade the diapers appear to be sparkling white. Then pin them onto the clothesline that was stretched from the top of the kitchen door, across the room to the top of the window on the other side. It was the quickest place to dry the laundry, because of the heat given off from the cook stove. But none dried as fast or smelled as fresh as those hung outdoors on a sunny, breezy day. That was one of life's little joys- "Oh, oh! We've got trouble now," said Hel. That's one thing we forgot. We didn't dip some rain water out of the barrel." "Why? What's the matter?" asked Erma. "The radiator's gettin' hot and steam's spurting out around the sides of the radiator cap. We can't go much farther. It'll blow its top. Keep your eyes peeled for water." The overheated engine labored to climb the steep grade. It sputtered along belching and steaming. irma yelled, "Stop! There's some." She pointed in the direction of a little stream a short distance fro:1, the edge of the road. 73
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 22
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 323848
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