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Title: The Life of a Farmer's Girl
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Is there one lady who has had any experience in being a farmer's girl, who will not acknowledge it to be the most pleasant part of her life? Such has been my lot, and I am not ashamed to own it to any of my lady friends who may think it a very humble situation. I believe it has not been such to me. It is true I have not soft white hands which ladies so much admire; neither can I boast of a face as fair as a lilly, for it has often been the witness, not only of the rising and setting, but also of the noonday sun. Nor have I a waist small and tapering, similar to that of a common mud wasp; but it is just as Nature formed it, without the aid of corsets or shoulder braces or any artificial appliances. If you like to see rosy cheeks, and ruby lips, touched, only by Nature's cosmetics, which are plenty of exercise in open air; clothes so loose we can take a full breath without endangering the stitches or cloth, and good wholesome food- leave the dusty streets of the city for a while and ride out into the country a few miles and halt at the gate of some flourishing farm house and call for a drink of pure cold water to cool your parched lips, and will be very apt to meet with the farmer's girl in possession of the above blessings.

It is true there is a great deal of hard work to be done yet, there is a great deal of hard work to be done, yet there is pleasure in all, I love to rise early on a bright morning, don my walking apparel and go forth to the pleasant task of extracting the white fluid from our old Brindle and Star, just as the sun is peeping his golden form above the hilltops that his first rays may fall on me. And to catch the first note of the feathered songsters as they quietly reise from their place of repose, laden with sweet song to hail the comming day, and to make glad the hearts of the sorrowful. The barnyard fowls go chattering and crowing around, and although it is very difficult for me to decide whether their offerings are acceptable or not to my fastidious tast, I think they are very happy and try to make themselves agreeable. Then there are luxuriant flowers growing wherever they can find a suitable place, the grass creeping from every nook and corner, and the beautiful trees covered with green robes furnished them in the Spring by the bountiful hand of dame Nature, and all fo these made still more attractive by drops of sparkling dew on each tiny leaf and blade. There are many other lovely objects to attract our attention and win our love in the early morning on a farm which cannot be seen in a city, neither by those who indulge in sleep until breakfast. After milking is done, I return to the house refreshed by the bracing air and find the repast prepared by my mother and older sister, and I partake of it with a relish unknown to one who has merely arisen in time to complete the arrangements of her toilet to sit down to breakfast without taking the needful exercise.

After the meal is over and the devotional exercise gone through with, there are dishes to wash, tinware, knives and forks to polish, beds to make, floors to sweep, and a hundred and one other things not worth mentioning, yet which have to be done.- If there is time before dinner must be commenced, there is always plenty of sewing, or weeds to be extracted from the garden and flower beds. In the afternoon there is always time to visit, receive visitors, read, write, or do anything suited to our taste and feelings. After supper is over, and evening's work done, we all gather in the sitting room and busy ourselves by pleasant reading or music which prepares us for sound sleep and pleasant dreams, and at an early hour we all retire felling we had not lived that day in cain.

We farmer girls are not seen in the kitchen and at the washtub and cooking stove, but in the parlor seated at the piano. And we may also be seen in the field when circumstances require it. In those four long years of rebellion, when call after call came for more men, we put our hand to the plow, and bade our brothers, fathers and lovers, go forth and with our many prayers and tears' they went to fight for our beloved country. And when they returned to us again we felt that we had also helped to obtain the blessed freedom we now enjoy. There are still times when our assistance is acceptable in harvest, when hands are scarce, which was our situation this Summer. So I was called on to carry water to the men every time they came to a certain corner. I thought it would be fine fun for between whiles I could sit under a shady tree near the well and read. About half past eight o'clock I donned my sunbonnet, took my jub in hand, secretly stowed a choice book away in my pocket an with a wooly dog trotting at my side I wended my way to the scene of action; but I was soon made sensible of the fact that my chances for reading were few and far between, for the men wanted good cold water "from the North west corner of the well" all the time, and such draughts they did take. I really thought sometimes one man would drink every drop, while others stood looking on as if they were going to drink still more. And so it was continued all that long sultry forenoon, and if I ever was ready to partake heartily of a meal when it was when dinner time came. But because I was a girl instead of a boy, I was compelled to wait until the second table. So I went into the sitting room and laid my weary form upon the sofa and was soon wrapt in a slumber. It was well that I could sleep, for I firmly believe that I could not have waited with such patience had I been awake. A heavy shower came up in the afternoon so we could not work. And that is why I am sittin here talking about the pleasures of farmer girls.

Rachel

Date: 9/16/1869
Origin: Warren Republican
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Record ID: 00001706
Type: Periodical
Source Archive: Warren County Historical Society
Date Entered: 8/10/2001
Collection: Clippings Scrapbook
Entered By: Amber M Knipe

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