Basket of Chips, page 087

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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 087
Description Love mu? Grief hammock which I had stretched from the huge acacia tree to a post in the shade. I would carry her out there to get the sweet outdoors and to be near me. One of these days I was watering with the garden hose. No nozzle was on so a good stream ran forth. I was moving it from plant to plant when our little humming bird dropped down into the water within a few inches of my hand and took his morning bath. His beautiful irridescent colors as he splashed the water up over his body was the most thrilling thing I ever saw. And I put my hand within two inches of it. One day I saw a flash in the air and a whiz like a bullet. Another humming bird had settled on the light wire near the house and our bird was in a terrible fury. How it did maul that one and drive it away ! It had pre-empted our place and no other bird had a right to even rest on the wire. The passing of a beautiful summer. HOME PLEASURES I shall return to the story of happiness following the con- valescence of my mate, her getting back to the daily tasks and the pleasures of our companionship. Much of our pleasure came from our poultry yard, bees, and garden. I had a fine healthy bunch of chicks, - White Leghorn and a few Brahmas, all living together. The development of both was very interesting, as all were the same age and fed the same rations. At two months, the Brahma cockerals were double the weight of the others. This showed conclusively which were the profitable birds for meat. I do not think the Leghorns eat so much as the others. One of the Brahmas weighed even less than the Leghorns and I could see it was doomed unless I took a hand. It was con- stantly crowded away from the food until it was afraid to go near and would have soon been a victim to nature's law had I not fed it by itself, once a day until its crop was filled. Then I 87
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Source A Basket of Chips: An Autobiography
Setname uum_ttb
Date Created 2005-04-14
Date Modified 2005-04-14
ID 327567
Reference URL