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What’s in Mrs. Hale’s Receipt for the Million 1857? 2353. Haggling off limbs and branches and leaving stumps on the trees, which rot off and let the water into the trunk, soon destroys the tree; therefore, always cut or saw off smooth, when the wound will heal and the bark grow over. I have apple [...]

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What’s in Mrs. Hale’s Receipts for the Million 1857? 2076. Do not pensioners, and aged cottagers, generally prefer the black earthen teapot to the bright metal one? 2077. Yes, because they set it on the hob to “draw;” in which , the little black teapot will make the best tea. You learn new things every [...]

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What is in Mrs. Hale’s Receipts for the Million 1857? 2074. Why will not a dull black teapot make good tea? 2075.  Because the heat of the water flies off so quickly, through the dull black surface of the tea pot, that the water is very rapidly cooled, and cannot “draw” the tea. It’s raining [...]

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I’ve decided to add something to this blog.  Every year for the past thirteen years, I have gone to English Camp on San Juan Island and have demonstrated mid- 19th century folkways.  There’s a lot of butter making and biscuit cutting going on — as well as spinning and candle dipping. Leading my understanding of [...]

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Just a quick post. It’s beautiful out and I want to work in the garden before it gets too hot for we northwesterners. And I want to write. But I am thinking of vets today, including my late husband who served in Vietnam and my great grandfather who was a surgeon in the Civil War.  [...]

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For the past few months I’ve been up to my eyeballs with the Daily Alta California, a newspaper started in San Francisco in 1849 and the state’s first daily.  Using microfilm on loan from the state library down in California, it has been both a monotonous and rewarding experience as I search for the bark [...]

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I’m now a week into the portable outhouse in my backyard as I work getting the sewer pipes replaced. Using it brings back memories of YWCA camp in the Pennsylvania woods with wolf spiders in the corner and a black snake that liked to sun himself at 1:00 PM in path to the john. It [...]

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Historic plumbing

My house is 105 years and I’m having a fatal breakdown with the sewer line. It must be 80 or 90 years old.  I know this because in 1913, a photographer, I think Sanderson, flew over Sehome Hill in a balloon and took a picture of the neighborhood. Going up the alley past all the [...]

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It’s been quite a while since my last post, but I have been learning the frameworks of a blog while I balance work at a museum and conduct research in my off hours on a 19th century bark. For a writer and for the subject of all things historical such a blog needs to focus [...]

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