"When my great-great grandmother was preparing to move from eastern Ohio to 'away out west in Indiana,' she longed to bring several items that her husband said they absolutely did not have room to bring. Among these things was a little fire shovel her husband's brother had made for them in his blacksmith shop, but my great-great-grandfather flatly said no. Nevertheless, when they reached their new home there was he little shovel-- and there was Great-Great-Grandmother sewing up a seam in the featherbed!"
-Mrs. Eyeman Turner, Portland, Ind.
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