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she didn't want anything like that going on around Scott, he was the same age as me. So when Willie came from work that afternoon I told him what his mother had said, so he went right on to Westonia, a small little town where a man by the name of Johnnie Orr worked in an office and he had a house not over a mile from Mr. & Mrs. Hovers, he asked Mr. Orr if he'd rent the house and he said NO! I won't rent it but you live there as long as you want too. He said he'd like for some good reliable person to live there to take care of the place. This was on a Wednesday and Thursday morning Willie and I gathered up all the things it took to clean house, such as shcuckscrub, which I don't suppose any of you young people knows about so I'll try to explain the best I can. It's a heavy board about one foot long and half a foot wide with two rows of holes about the size of the bottom of a cup and you go to the corn crib and get a bunch of the inside (soft) shucks, take as many as you can hold in your hand and dip in water, then wring them and put in those holes. You have to twist them so you can get them into the holes, then you wet your floor and put sand and gold dust, then scrub your floors with that, rinse all the sand and G.D. off. Then wipe your floors by putting a gunny sack down and put both feet on it and go to town. Oh yes; you have to have a tub of clean water where you can rinse your gunny sack and wring it out time and again. Willie did the scrubbing and I did the rinsing and mopping. Those days no one knew what a bought mop was. Still they them the good old days when we had to go about a half a mile to cut and bring wood for the wash pot, pump twelve or fourteen buckets of water for the pot, then build a fire under it, heat the water, go carry enough to fill a tub half full, put Twins gold dust in, put your white clothes in, let them soak a few minutes, then rub your clothes on the washboard. Then put them in the washpot, boil and keep punching them with a broom handle or something similar. Then take them out of the pot and rinse in two big No. 3 tubs of water, hang on the line and if you have a kid who wants to ride the cloths line pole and let them all fall on the ground so you can go through that same process again. It's a lot of fun. Those old rub-a-dub days. Monday was our wash day at Mrs. Hovers and we always had white bean soup that day and it was good too.
Going back to the previous place where I was telling about scrubbing and clean the house up to move into that was on a Thursday, so Willie had gone to the store in Westonia unbeknownst to me and had a dresser, washstand, large center table, a
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