The Nome daily nugget., 1935-12-07
Carpets At Every More Dust Seems to ut of Them Than Before.

business, there being only one more wearisome task, which is putting them together again, which to be well done requires the art of a cross word pug zler and the brawn of blacksmith.
 Mattresses, though stuffed with feathers, are heavy and unwieldy. To get fat one through a narrow win dow, and aim it so that it will light squarely on an old strip of carpet put out to receive it, requires more skill and strength than the average small boy can summon. When the whole six were on the ground they had to be taken to the gate where the renovat- ing man could come and load them on his cart. Sheets and blankets follow after. Then come two or three toilful hours of prying up tacks and hanging up carpets, which are not at all light ened by the dust that they have been storing up in their interstices all sum- mer. Finally they are all gently sway. ing on the clothes line, and then the big job arrives.
 For hours you beat those carpets. At every beat more dust seems to come out of them than before. Usual- ly 1t threatens rain, and then the beat ing must be done at eXhausting high speed. Sometimes l wonder why did not drop, limp and lifeless. should, if l had that job to do over to- day.
 When the carpets become so clean that they only smoke faintly when cudgelled they are got back to the house in some fashion or other and tackled down again. Then there are the beds to take down. Taking down beds is not an enterprise that a per son who hopes for happy hereafter should ever undertake. They stub. bornly resist every effort to rend their members apart. At last you grow des- perate and yank at them. Then some. thing cracks, and you hastily look for a hammer to repair the damage before it Is discovered by a maternal eye.
 But if taking down a bed is a feat putting one together again is a labor of Hercules. In our house all the bed ShS"uo "NlC out ol SlIdDt. lHcy creaked as if in pain whenever ona lay down on them. Once, for some reason l have forgotten, I was told to take spring mattress apart. When I took out the bolts that held the maze of crlinkly wire to the wooden frames, the latter flew together like old friends long separated.
 My father, my two brothers and spent all our spare hours for the next week trying to get the thing together again. We did manage it. after fashion. But always thereafter the mattress remained a rhomboid, which never could be forced into its place in the bedstead, and for that reason had to remain on top of the rails. To sleep on that unsteady slightly rocking affair was like sleeping in one of those tree houses one sees so often in some sections of Europe.
 Today when 1 see moving men ap. preaching in great cars fitted with every possible rachne for conducting the cleansing of the largest houses, I wonder what the little boys who live today do with their time. I hope that they spend it in swimming. playing baseball and hunting birds nests and following all the delightful pursuits that would have followed in the springs of my youth-if 1t hadn't been for housekeeping. And also wonder If the kids whose play is supervised and who have all manner of swings and trapeZes and hurdles with which to amuse themselves out of school can really enjoy themselves as much as l would have enjoyed myself, if | never had to take spring mattresses apart and put them together again
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