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older brother, Levi, he worked at what they called the Southern Power
Plant. As they grew up on the farm, it seemed like they wanted
to get away from the farm. I don’t remember at what age Levi left.
After the Southern Power Plant, he went north. My older sister,
Sadie, she got married at a young age. I do remember her early
courtship. After she got married, she left the cabin.
My parents
always left the older ones in charge of the younger ones. I remember
my brother, Levi, being with us more than Sadie. He would always
correct us when my dad and mother wasn’t there. The younger ones
had to mind the older ones. That’s what we did.
A long time
ago, there was an old man around here that cleaned out outhouses.
Now, he lived in Hickstown. We called him George Pratt.
His wife was Babe Pratt. They said she made soap. When his
kids were bad, they say that he pushed their heads down into the barrel
that he used to clean out the outhouses, and that was the last of them.
Then, it was said that she made soap out of them. My sister who
was 4 ý years younger that I am, and about 2 ý years younger that James,
she was a little bit more spoiled than the rest of us. She had
gotten away with so many things. We finally told her that Uncle
George Pratt was going to get her and put her in one those barrels and
then his wife was going to make soap out of her. I think that
calmed her down a little bit.
My brother,
Odell, when he got older, he learned to cut hair. In the shanty,
he would cut hair. That’s one way he could make some extra change.
All of us
children had something to do. My older sister, Sadie, she would
help with the cooking, or my mother would leave the cooking completely
up to her while she would do other little jobs. Our parents had
a contract along with our neighbors in sewing sacks, the sacks that
you pack tobacco in. I would turn the sacks, and the older ones
would string the sacks. I was doing this when I was six or seven
years old. I did learn how to tie the sacks. That was a
way we had to get a little change. My mother would work her part
of the contract and then a neighbor would work their part. We
would all get together. We were not making that much money.
I would hear ‘em say something about five dollars or ten dollars.
We all had
our own chores. Some of the boys would cut wood. We girls
would pick up wood chips that could be used in starting the fires, and
we would bring in stove wood. We had a fireplace in the kitchen
where we could sit around the fire if we wanted to. We had a rack
up there where you could hang a pot and boil beef or pork or whatever.
You could do this without even making a fire in the stove. The
stove had about four eyes. I don’t remember that stove having
a warmer. We had a good size table in the kitchen that always
had milk jugs on it. We always had cows. We had a straight
up and down churn. When we got old enough to keep our hands clean,
we would churn. I remember going up and down, up and down with
that churn. My mother would always ask us to see if the butter
was coming to the top. She taught us how to open the churn and
take a paddle, or a big spoon or what not, and see how the butter was
coming along. We all had a job.
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