by Mrs. Edward P. White | circa 1932
HOUSES—The people who first came to Southampton came from
England, and the houses they built were English homes. The old Halsey house
standing in the South End (the last old house on the right before you come to
the beach) was probably built by Thomas Halsey, the pioneer, about 1660. The
stairs go up a few steps and turn to the left twice before you reach the top.
There is a huge chimney in the middle of the house with a big fireplace in the
south room, also one in the north room, and another in the kitchen at the back.
The south room in the old days was probably the “parlor” or the best room, a
place nicely furnished with mahogany chairs and a large sofa. But it was rarely
opened except for weddings and funerals. The north room was perhaps the
parents’ bedroom. In it would be a great mahogany bed, large chests of drawers,
a highboy, and a trundle bed which could be pushed under the big one by day.
THE KITCHEN—The kitchen was the place where the people
really lived—a great big room—a large fireplace on one side and small windows
on the other. Here the cooking was done over the open fire, the bread was baked
in the brick oven built into the chimney, the meat was roasted on the spit that
was kept turning in front of the glowing coals. The floor was covered with
white sea sand, pushed into patterns with a home-made broom. A long table stood
in the center of the room, around it stood wooden chairs painted yellow. A Big
arm chair stood by the fireplace, and bright pewter platters and blue china
dishes stood on the big dresser in the corner.
THE TRUNDLE BED—Beside the fireplace stood a heavy wooden
cradle. In this all the babies of the family were rocked to sleep in their
turn. If the fireplace was big enough (and it was), there was a little seat or
settle inside it where the children could creep on wintry nights and by the
hickory log blaze read in the Children’s Primer until Mother lighted the candle
to put them to bed in the cold trundle bed in the next room. It was not so cold
though, for there was a goose feather bed to sleep on and wool patchwork quilts
to sleep under, and between the homespun linen sheets, she would place the
warming pan for a few minutes. The warming pan, you know, was a copper bowl
with a long wooden handle. Inside the bowl, Mother placed live coals from the
hearth. Their warmth made the trundle bed as warm and cozy as the settle in the
kitchen had been. The trundle bed fitted under the big bed only by day, at night
it was pulled into the room and there little brother and sister slept “like
tops” until morning.
The older children slept in what was called “up chamber.”
This was often an attic finished with only a partition. In an old diary we read
of a night when the girls “darst not sleep up chamber but came down stairs and
slept by the fire. There was a great wind and hail with frightful gusts, we
have hardly a dry place in the house.”
If you want to see one of these old houses kept just as it
was in the old days, go to Home Sweet Home in East Hampton. It was built in
1684, and was later the home of John Howard Payne who wrote the song we love so
well—
“Mid
pleasures and palaces tho’ we may roam—
Be
it ever so humble there’s no place like home.”
FARM LIFE—There was plenty to do in those days for girls and
boys as well as men and women. Everything that people wore or ate had to be
raised on the farm. A man might be a weaver, a magistrate, a minister, a
doctor, a teacher, a tanner, a shoemaker, or a fisherman, he was first and
always a farmer. The crops must be sown and cultivated and harvested, the cows
must be fed and milked and butchered to provide food for his family. The flax
must be sown and reaped to make linen, the sheep must be cared for and shorn to
make wool for clothes. The cattle must be grown and butchered to make leather
for shoes. This is what Judge Henry P. Hedges says about these old days, “From
his head to his feet the farmer stood in clothes of his own and his wife’s
make. The leather of his shoes came from hides of his won cattle; the lien and
woolen were from produce he raised. The wife and daughters braided and sewed
the straw hats on their heads. The fur cap was made from fox or chipmunk he had
shot, and the feathers that filled the beds and pillow were plucked from his
own geese. The pillowcases, sheets, and blankets, the quilts and the towels and
the tablecloths were all homemade. The harness and the lines the farmer cut
from hides grown on his own farm. Everything about his ox yoke except the
staple and ring, he made. His whip, his oxgoad, his flail, ax, hoe, and fork
handles were his own work.
The shoemaker came once a year to make the family’s shoes.
The children went bare foot in summer time, and woe betide them when winter
came if they did not have shoes left over from last year, for there were many
families to visit, and sometimes the shoemaker was late in the season getting
around to his customers. The stockings were all knitted by the women and girls
of the family. A little girl of six was taught to knit and had her daily
“stint” to finish at her grandmother’s side before she might go out to play.
She usually began by knitting garters for her father, long narrow strips to
hold up his woolen stockings, which he wore inside his boots.
OCCUPATIONS—There were many occupations which are forgotten
today. Tallow dipping was a yearly task, when all the candles had to be made at
home from the mutton tallow or the bayberries. When whale oil lamps were
invented, it was a great help to the women of the household. An old saying
runs:
“Provide
for thy tallow ere frost cometh in,
And
make think own candles ere winter begin.”
GIRLS’ WORK—The feather beds had to be stuffed from plucked
goose feathers. Every girl had her feather beds and pillows to take to her new
home when she married, also thirteen patchwork quilts she had pieced. The
thirteenth was called “the bride’s quilt,” and when it was finished this was
the announcement of her engagement. Spinning and weaving, too, were done by the
women and girls. Often they took their spinning wheels with them when they
visited. The weaving was done by the old girls and women, and must of course be
done at home. There was all the cloth for men’s and women’s clothes as well as
the table and bed linen for the household, and the beautiful woolen coverlids
which each girl must have when she married.
BOYS’ WORK—The boys had all the tasks of the farm to learn
from driving the cows to curing the beef for winter, from sowing the wheat to
thrashing it and taking it to the watermill to be ground into flour, from
cutting down the trees in the forest to fashioning the wood into his dwelling
in the town.
PLAY—Although they worked hard, girls and boys had time for
play. Old games like hop scotch, prisoner’s base, and tag come down to us from the
early days. In old attics we find old skates that speak of jolly winter days on
the ice and old sleigh bells that ring as clearly as every, though the merry
straw-riders have long since gone their ways. Quilting bees and husking bees
were times when whole neighborhoods came together, and barn raisings were
signals for friends from other towns to “hitch up” and come over to Southampton
and lend a hand. In the woods at Millstone Brook the oldest beech trees are
still covered with initials of boys and girls who came to the church picnics
there one hundred years ago. The greatest day of all was Town Meeting Day but
the story of Town Meeting Day will have to be told in a chapter all its own.
Courtesy Lizbeth Halsey White Files,
Southampton Historical Museum Archives and Research Center.
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