This was posted on one of my genaolgy lists and I thought you might enjoy reading it. When I was a child we used a wringer washer, 2 rinse tubs and the clothes line. For my brothers jeans we had wire forms that we put in the legs to create a crease. So enjoy this look at yesteryear.
RECIPE
Never thought of a 'washer' in this light before..what a blessing!'
Washing Clothes Recipe' -- imagine having a recipe for this ! ! !
Years ago an Alabama grandmother gave the new bride the following
recipe: I can only imagine a young bride who said to her grandma she didn't know how to wash clothes and perhaps she just wrote it down for her.This is an exact copy as written and found in an old scrapbook - with spelling errors and all.
recipe: I can only imagine a young bride who said to her grandma she didn't know how to wash clothes and perhaps she just wrote it down for her.This is an exact copy as written and found in an old scrapbook - with spelling errors and all.WASHING CLOTHES
Build a fire in backyard to heat kettle of rain water. Set tubs so smoke wont blow in eyes if wind is pert. Shave onehole cake of lie soap in boilin water.Sort things, make 3 piles1 pile a white,1 pile a colored,1 pile a work britches and rags.To make starch, stir flour in cool water to smooth,then thin down with boiling water. Take white things, rub dirty spots on board, scrub hard, and boil, then rub colored don't boil just wrench and starch. Take things out of kettle with broom stick handle,then wrench, and starch. Hang old rags on fence. Spread tea towels on grass. Pore wrench water in flower bed. Scrub porch with hot soapy water. Turn tubs upside down. Go put on clean dress, smooth hair with hair combs.Brew cup of tea, sit and rock a spell and count your blessings.
Paste this over your washer and dryer. Next time when you think things are bleak, read it again, kiss that washing machine and dryer, and give thanks. First thing each morning you should run and hug your washer and dryer, also your toilet---those two-holers used to get mighty cold!
{For you non-southerners -wrench means rinse.} AND WE THOUGHT WE HAVE IT ROUGH!
1 comment:
Hi Anita,
When I first moved to the island of Crete I was a 29 yr old spoiled American. I was crying because I had only a very tiny washer and had to hang everything on a closeline. I then looked out to see my neighbor Sophia gathering wood and building a pile on which she placed a large black cauldron. I am sure you know the rest of the story, but I will add that Sophia was 86.
Blessed indeed.
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