Re: help me - Dear Heloise

Posted by Jeri on September 12, 2000 at 17:32:59:

In Reply to: Re: help me posted by Hints from Heloise of the Hurons on September 12, 2000 at 10:57:04:

: Jeri writes:
: : "one feather shy of a warbonnet"...LOL! I gotta remember not to be having a late night munch (ala tea biscuit) when reading some of these posts. Just about choked this time and made one heck of mess of my lap top screen! Yuk! Love the breakfast menu, but geez, now you gotta KNOW what I'm gonna be thinking of the next time I watch the movie and it gets to the scenes at the Huron village? ((grins)).

: : ..Jeri (trying to figure out how to clean this !*!* screen)

: Dear Jeri

: I, Heloise of the Hurons, am here to offer you help and guidance in the way of cleaning tips. Mohicanland is a dirty place, sartain, and we goodwives are always in need of hints to make our lives a bit easier. For the occasional dirty bit of glass here or there, well splattered with dried on tea biscuits, I suggest you head for the river! Find someone who's got nothing better to do on the lake today, & have them build a fire & bring buckets of water. Get out your handy-dandy bar of Grandma's LyeSoap, & begin scrubbing with a well-worn bit of soft leather...don't even ASK where to get that! A LOINCLOTH discussion is NOT something Miss Heloise wishes to be involved in. If you find that the dirt on the aforementioned piece of glass is NOT coming off, you must grab an empty bucket, and move on. Go TWO LEAGUES...BETTER WATER!

: That should about do it! Tune in tomorrow when Miss Heloise will be discussing the proper way to re-wattle a hut.

: Hearty Hugs,
: Heloise

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Dear Heloise,

Relying on your obvious expertise, I procured a good sized bar of lye soap. However, finding that piece of well worn bit of soft
leather was a little harder to accomplish. Seeing as how I live just a stone's throw from a very large lake, I hurried on down, glass tucked securely in my sachel, to see if I could obtain said leather from one of those visiting strangers that always seem to be there. Well, Heloise, imagine my surprise when I spotted a pile of clothing beside some rocks and amongst the clothing was a rather long piece of material! Rather strange piece of clothing I must say! Would this be one of these LOINCLOTHS everyone keeps talking about?? Well, there was a lot of splashing and singing going on down by the water so I hid as best I could in the tall reeds. I managed to grab one end of that long piece of material and used it and the lye soap to scrub that glass. Wonders of wonders! The glass just sparkled. Wonderful suggestion. I suddenly realized, however, that the splashing and singing had stopped so I skeedadled out of there. Now being a God fearing woman, I didn't look at the owner of the clothes as he left the water, but do admit to a quick peek and he seemed a fine figure of a man. Much to my horror when I returned home, I found that I had left that bar of soap by the lake. Probably dropped it in my haste to depart. Now seeing as lye soap is an absolute necessity for general cleaning duties, do you suppose dear Heloise, that I should return for the soap and perhaps find out just how that long article of clothing is worn?? I must admit to being powerfully curious.

Your Grateful Friend...Jeri

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: : Jeri writes:
: : : "one feather shy of a warbonnet"...LOL!  I gotta remember not to be having a late night munch (ala tea biscuit) when reading some of these posts.  Just about choked this time and made one heck of mess of my lap top screen! Yuk!  Love the breakfast menu, but geez, now you gotta KNOW what I'm gonna be thinking of the next time I watch the movie and it gets to the scenes at the Huron village?  ((grins)).

: : : ..Jeri (trying to figure out how to clean this !*!* screen)

: : Dear Jeri

: : I, Heloise of the Hurons, am here to offer you help and guidance in the way of cleaning tips.  Mohicanland is a dirty place, sartain, and we goodwives are always in need of hints to make our lives a bit easier.  For the occasional dirty bit of glass here or there, well splattered with dried on tea biscuits, I suggest you head for the river!  Find someone who's got nothing better to do on the lake today, & have them build a fire & bring buckets of water.  Get out your handy-dandy bar of Grandma's LyeSoap, & begin scrubbing with a well-worn bit of soft leather...don't even ASK where to get that!  A LOINCLOTH discussion is NOT something Miss Heloise wishes to be involved in.   If you find that the dirt on the aforementioned piece of glass is NOT coming off, you must grab an empty bucket, and move on.  Go TWO LEAGUES...BETTER WATER! 

: : That should about do it!  Tune in tomorrow when Miss Heloise will be discussing the proper way to re-wattle a hut.

: : Hearty Hugs,
: : Heloise 

: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

: Dear Heloise,

: Relying on your obvious expertise, I procured a good sized bar of  lye soap.   However, finding that piece of well worn bit of soft 
: leather was a little harder to accomplish.  Seeing as how I live just a stone's throw from a very large lake, I hurried on down, glass tucked securely in my sachel, to see if I could obtain said leather from one of those visiting strangers that always seem to be there.  Well, Heloise, imagine my surprise when I spotted a pile of clothing beside some rocks and amongst the clothing was a rather long piece of material!  Rather strange piece of clothing I must say!  Would this be one of these LOINCLOTHS everyone keeps talking about?? Well, there was a lot of splashing and singing going on down by the water so I hid as best I could in the tall reeds.  I managed to grab one end of that long piece of material and used it and the lye soap to scrub that glass.  Wonders of wonders!  The glass just sparkled.  Wonderful suggestion.  I suddenly realized, however, that the splashing and singing had stopped so I skeedadled out of there.  Now being a God fearing woman, I didn't look at the owner of the clothes as he left the water, but do admit to a quick peek and he seemed a fine figure of a man.  Much to my horror when I returned home, I found that I had left that bar of soap by the lake. Probably dropped it in my haste to depart.  Now seeing as lye soap is an absolute necessity for general cleaning duties, do you suppose dear Heloise, that I should return for the soap and perhaps find out just how that long article of clothing is worn?? I must admit to being powerfully curious.

: 
: Your Grateful Friend...Jeri 


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