A frontier knight : $b A story of early Texan border-lifeBlanchard, Amy Ella
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A frontier knight : $b A story of early Texan border-life
Blanchard, Amy Ella
Mexican War, 1846-1848 -- Juvenile fiction; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction; Texas -- Juvenile fiction; Western stories
“So it is. I thought when we first came down here that the household
arrangements in the few places where we stopped must be the exception,
but they are certainly the rule. I have seen as many as three beds in
the main room where everything went on, cooking, sleeping and eating.
It seemed perfectly dreadful to me then, but I found it was a matter
of pride to set up as many beds as possible, the more beds, the more
generous the accommodations, and I actually came to it myself when I
found that I was expected to entertain any casual wayfarer who happened
to want lodging.”
“I shall never forget what a delightful surprise your house was to us,”
said Alison. “After staying at Hannah Maria’s it seemed a palace. I
don’t see why so many want to live in such a lop-lolly way. John told
us a great deal about it before we came and we stipulated for several
things. We were determined to have our own milch cows, for one thing,
so we could have good butter.”
“Such butter as they give you!” ejaculated Mrs. Van Dorn.
“Then we were bent upon having a good tight house. Half of them are
open to the gallery, and when there comes a norther the way the wind
sweeps through that great triangular space is a caution.”
“They complain that lumber is so scarce.”
“And three sawmills within ten miles. We inquired into that and John
built our house accordingly. It is not a very showy affair but we think
it fairly comfortable.”
“It is a mansion compared to the Haleys’, and is very comfortable.”
“Of course there must be a place provided for every Tom, Dick, and
Harry to sleep, but they usually want no more than a corner of the
gallery and a blanket, and since John has added the man’s room, even in
winter we can accommodate a good many. For ourselves we have an unusual
arrangement of two bedrooms up-stairs, though they are pretty hot in
summer, and I think now it was a mistake not to have all the rooms on
the first floor. It will come to a bed in the living-room yet, I think.”
“Another thing that we were quite set upon,” said Alison, “was good,
wholesome food. I think I should die of indigestion if I were obliged
to live on what they consider sufficient down here. They don’t live so
in other parts of the South.”
“They certainly do in Arkansas and parts of Missouri,” said Mrs. Van
Dorn; “I cannot speak from experience of the other states.”
“We can. At home we always had good light pone, and I don’t see why
they shouldn’t have it here. Eggs are plentiful and so is milk, if one
chooses to take a little trouble about it. Is it laziness or ignorance
that is the trouble?”
“A little of both, I think. At first it was a hard life for the
pioneers, as it must always be for them, so the easiest way was the
best way and still continues to be, though the country is so rapidly
filling up. Where is your brother, girls?”
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