After Kamesit : $b A chronical of a local habitation and some names, with notes, maps and photographsDaley, Carroll F.
History
After Kamesit : $b A chronical of a local habitation and some names, with notes, maps and photographs
Daley, Carroll F.
Plymouth (Mass.) -- Description and travel; Plymouth (Mass.) -- History
At every turn and bend in the road were surprises or things to be
remembered, from other drives such as the spots where the pinkest
Mayflowers had been found in the spring or the birds nests or where a
black snake had once crossed over, or where the biggest blueberries
grew and best of all at the end of the trip at the last bend of the
road the fun of seeing the farm house first and if you weren’t the
first to see the house perhaps with standing up you could be first to
see the lakes. But even if you didn’t see any of the things first it
was nice to see them anyway the new and the old. There was always so
much new to be found, new flowers, bugs, birds, berries and everything
just lovely and woodsey and at grandfather’s farm it was always a time
for something--cherry time, strawberrie time or watermelon time and
if it wasn’t a time for a fruit or vegetable it was a party time like
Thanksgiving--Christmas--or just a summer picnic, and always a happy
time in such a happy place
[Illustration: THE FIRST GLIMPSE OF THE HOUSE]
Grandfather and Grandmother had horses and carriages but the horses
travelled very slowly and the carryalls were covered and not like the
democrat wagon the eight children were used to and liked because it was
open and they could see so much. Buggys and carryalls were not bad for
old folks and rainy days. Hay wagons and truck carts were jolly fun and
rides on the backs of fat farm horses from the field to barn were worth
waiting for and then to slide off over the round fat side and to run
quickly from the hoofs that could sometimes kick. To run and offer a
few whisps of hay or an apple as reward for the ride and not get nipped
by those big rows of teeth, that was fun.
[Illustration]
Grandmother was most always at home and busy, but pleased to have
company, tho she didn’t stop being busy for company. She would spin or
weave or make cakes or pies and company could help and when dinner time
came she said they had earned their dinner. Such platters of fried
fish, rye bread and Indian meal cakes and puddings with pumpkin pies so
large and deep, a dinner to be earned and remembered
[Illustration]
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