Chinaberry
“We took many cooling baths. Anson and I favored the shower in the washhouse while Lurie soaked in the bathtub. Understanding the curious modesty of boys my age, Anson never entered the washhouse while I was there, and we stood together under the shower only when wearing our undershorts or the truncated bathing suits.
Saturday afternoons I went with Anson to cool off at the horse pond, the smallest of the three ponds formed by a windmill pump, assisted by a gasoline engine when the wind failed to keep the five-hundred-gallon tank filled. Our bathing suits were made by Lurie, fashioned from a store-bought pattern, which decreed that only our heads, arms, and legs below the knee were showing. Later Lurie came upon a picture of folks on a California beach, which caused her to cut off the tops, freeing our arms and chests.
Fans were everywhere at Chinaberry. At the foot of the beds, on bureaus, on the sideboard. Palmetto fans. Angelica and Rosetta fanned themselves with one hand and cooked... with the other when the tasks allowed.MoreLess
Saturday afternoons I went with Anson to cool off at the horse pond, the smallest of the three ponds formed by a windmill pump, assisted by a gasoline engine when the wind failed to keep the five-hundred-gallon tank filled. Our bathing suits were made by Lurie, fashioned from a store-bought pattern, which decreed that only our heads, arms, and legs below the knee were showing. Later Lurie came upon a picture of folks on a California beach, which caused her to cut off the tops, freeing our arms and chests.
Fans were everywhere at Chinaberry. At the foot of the beds, on bureaus, on the sideboard. Palmetto fans. Angelica and Rosetta fanned themselves with one hand and cooked... with the other when the tasks allowed.MoreLess
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