"Now maybe we should go outside and
look at the buildings outside. On the west side of the house in the yard, there
was a little house that we called Hansekammaren
or Hanse for short. Why it was called that I’ve never found out. Somebody
thought that long ago a man must have lived there who was called Hanse. One
room there was Dad’s workshop. Dad was a real fanatic for keeping things in
order. On the walls, there were nails, and there hung hammers and saws and wrenches
in order by size. I have to tell you one thing right here too. When I came to
America and was over here the first time to visit Bill and his mother, I went
with Bill out to the workshop and there, on the wall, hung hammers and wrenches
in rows on nails just like in Dad’s workshop. I liked what I saw. When Bobergs
first moved into Kjettestorp, Farfar’s parents lived in Hanse. I think their names were Carl Johan Johansson and Sofia Samuelsdotter. I have no memory of them myself. They had a bed and a table, I suppose, and there was an open
fireplace that burnt wood and I imagine Ragnar carried in their wood. Mama and
Midi cooked for them though and took care of them. There was also an attic in
Hanse, and when I was grown, in that attic, we found copper coffee pots. I have
one of them where one leg is a little burned down. I suppose that was the leg
they had in towards the coals when they cooked their coffee.
This is the three-legged copper pot with one shorter leg. It sits in my kitchen :) |
Right at the end of Hanse, were the
outhouses. First there was one room with
two holes, and it had a window up above the door. Then there was another room
with two holes and one little hole for the kids. There were two or three steps
up to make it easy for us. That had a window on the north side, but it was so
low down that any grown-up could have looked in, so it was always covered with
a white lace curtain. The floors in both rooms were covered with rag rugs in
pretty colors, and in the corner, there was a wooden barrel, and in this barrel,
there were newspapers and catalogues. We had Åhlen och Holm. It was one of the
first mail order
Then on the other side of the road
down to the schoolhouse, there was the woodshed when I was little. They hauled
logs into the woodhouse that they were going to cut. They had sawhorses and
sawed the logs up into special lengths which later could be cut with an ax on
the chopping block. Dad didn’t always have time to do all of these things, so
they used to hire a guy who came from Misterfall who came and chopped wood. I
remember him as the first person I saw chew tobacco and thought it looked so
yucky. A little further over towards hagen
or the meadow, there was another building and that was fårhuset, the sheep house. We never had a lot of sheep, maybe as
many as 20. Sheep were good at grazing. They could even graze where horses had
already gone. Sheep are sort of like goats; they find things to nibble on. They
can even eat aspen. They used to cut aspen branches and tie them in bundles and
let them dry. They would feed these to the sheep in wintertime along with hay
and other things."
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