Basket of Chips, page 094

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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 094
Description A Basket of Chips This happened the 28th of April, 1922. I telegraphed to our family and the reply came to "hold funeral there." My son Willard came at once. On the first of May, the burial service was held at the Cypress Lawn Cemetery, San Francisco. A description I will quote from Ruth's writing: "Upon a mountain place where it is beautiful. That was the little mother's wish and it has been fulfilled today. The great sorrow is that the little mother could not see or know the beauti- ful things - and the great hope is that perhaps in some way she could know and understand. "The last love offering of flowers was beautiful-etherial- tender. "There were roses, large and sturdy, typifying her great strength and bravery. There were large fern leaves to support the whole like her sustaining love. There were delicate ferns, that whimsical dreamy, little understood part, - carnations, the emblem of mother love, and sweet peas, pink and lavender and white, delicate and etherial like the frailness of her. There was organ music - soft, intangible, unseen. And then into that place of flowers and peace she was brought. No spot could have better fitted the beautiful, brave character of the little mother. It was the nearest to heaven of anything, and we felt that some- how there should be such a place for those who have loved so beautifully. "There were a few words of comfort and Christianity spoken. So quickly it was over, and with such an impressive dignity it was performed. And then the moment of terrible depth. Only those who have known and experienced a lost loved one can fathom that moment. It seemed that the little mother had listened to a song of greater majesty and peace than we could ever sing, and had heeded its call. Silent now to every- thing. That which had been a wonder fount of love and cheer and helpfulness now was like a vast wall - silent and cold and unmindful of all our heartbroken clamorings. "But there is something that bridges all the terrible, dark- ened chasms. There is her great love acting in our characters 94
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Source A Basket of Chips: An Autobiography
Setname uum_ttb
Date Created 2005-04-14
Date Modified 2021-05-06
ID 327574
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