Manuscripts/Mixed Material [Anna Potter Davis]
We had lots of fun jogging along in the moonlight with our legs swinging over the sides of the wagon with everybody singing the popular songs of the day; some in tune but most of them out of tune. As a rule the largest and invariably the fattest boy in the party would have a high squeaky tenor, and some little scrawny fellow would have a deep baritone or bass. The boys would always bring their guitars, mandolins, harmonicas and banjos along. There is one thing I was always ashamed of; it was the stolen watermelons. But boys will be boys.
" We were always permitted to go with the boy we liked best and sit next to him on a hay ride, but the nearest we ever got to making love or necking as they do now was when some boy, under cover of hay, squeezed a girl's hand. Some of the bolder ones did steal an occasional hug or a kiss but only when the chaperon had gone star gazing. This rarely ever happened, however, for the old time chaperon made it her special duty to watch her charges with an augus eye.
" Girls used to take a great deal of pleasure in showing off their cooking to their boy friend, especially their homemade candies, and cakes. Many a boy and prospective husband was entertained in the kitchen while mother and dad and the rest of the family occupied themselves in the parlor. On winter evenings the boy usually helped to pull the candy, and whip the eggs for a cake. And when we made ice cream they always chopped the ice