Basket of Chips, page 126

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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 126
Description A Basket of Chips One year we had no earnings and then used the three hun- dred we had saved for the rainy day. Two other artists and I consolidated, and opened a school of art. I had a half dozen pupils altogether paying twenty-five dollars a month, and the others had one pupil each. This was a year's partnership, and it took every cent that was turned in to pay expenses with nothing over to live on. The one year finished that game. My wife kept close account of every cent we earned and we bought with great care the necessities of life. Bargain sales were looked for and sales of clothing through bankruptcy or fire were patronized. We never had a charge account and if we had no money to buy things we went without. Yet our families said that we lived as well as any other place they ever visited. The great point with a careful housekeeper is to prepare all the nourishing food and body needs and to avoid waste or foolish dishes. In our thirty years of partnership my wife did not waste five pounds of food. Anything that was left over from a meal was prepared and served the next day. In certain foods she judged the family so carefully that there was nothing left over and yet there was an abundance for all. An abundance meaning all that was good for us to have. Our desires and tastes were so much alike and the wish for each other never ceased. Socially we were recluses, to the dis- gust of her mother, who told her that we would grow tired of each other and crave more sociability. That day never came. During one of her despondent spells in her last sickness I urged her to fight to live for my sake, that to me life would be worthless and a burden without her. I told her that in all my teaching experience I had never seen a woman that made me do other than long for the hour that meant return to her. This confession I had known all the time but had never expressed it and it gave her great joy. And yet it made her grieve all the harder for I know now that she knew the time was near for me to enter that life of loneliness. It is ever alone now, no matter how much I seek others and no matter how kind they are to me. 126
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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 327606
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