35. Hanging Out Clothes

The other day I came across a peculiar clothes
bar. It was the same as any other, except that the crossbars had been

removed, and for them ropes had been substituted. The owner told me she

had had her husband fix it for her the previous winter when she was

bothered with salt rheum. "I hang up all the baby's little things,

fastening them with clothespins, right here in the house where it is

warm," she explained. "Then it is but the work of a moment to take the

whole thing out of doors, and there is no fishing around for the tiny

things when my hands are so cold they feel as though they would drop off."