This post is in honor of my great grandma who was of Irish descent. Her name was Margaret Belle Gamble daughter of Aaron and Margaret Gamble of Washington County, Pennsylvania. She married Joel Vorhees and they moved to Nebraska, where my mom was born. My mother was quite a story teller and loved to tell us kids about our ancestors. I found it a wonderful treasure to know where I came from. The 2 stories below are a transcription of a tape I have of my mother telling stories of her mother and grandparents. The pictures below that is my great grandparents wedding day photo. My mom told me I have my grandma and great grandma's eyes. They were very dark brown almost black and almond shaped. My baby girl, Mary, has her daddy's blues eyes but she does carry the almond shape. My husband was so pleased that she did. He loves my eyes and wanted our little girl to carry that trait. He is such a sweet heart and I love him so very much! Anyway without further ado, here are a couple of stories from my past! Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Great Grandma's Cooking
Oh, I have to tell about how they always ate with a white table cloth on the table. It was white because they bleached flour sacks. Flour sacks were cloth in that day, not paper like they are now. They were poor to a certain extent but they were rich in a lot of things. She had nice linen ones for the dinners that she put on for people in town. For everyday, they used the bleached flour sack ones. Grandma would embroider on them and get them fixed pretty. So, whenever Grandpa would come in and the dinner wasn't quite ready, Grandma would tell the girls to run and get the table cloth and put it on. Because, if he saw the table cloth was on the table, he would think dinner is almost ready and he would go in and read his farm magazine. But if he came in and there wasn't a table cloth on, he would think she hasn't got it ready and he would go out and do more work on the farm. So my mom can remember as a little girl, running real fast and getting that table cloth and putting it on the table.
Her mother was a wonderful cook. She won all the prizes at the state fair for her bread and canned food. They had fairs in those days. She would go and take her prize pickles, bread and everything. She would get the blue ribbon for all her entries.
Whenever there was a new person that came to the church on Sunday, they had dinner with the Vorhees. My grandmother was very much of the opinion that if you entertained strangers at your house that you might be having angels unaware. That's according to the Book of Hebrews and Abraham in the Book of Genesis. Never did she want to miss the possibility of seeing angels. So, their house became famous in the area for having dinner.
My Grandma Belle not only had people over to her house but if anyone was sick or had a baby in the church or the neighborhood, she would take them food, a nice meal. So, my mother went with her one time to these really poor people. Someone had butchered a hog and given them the head to eat, a little while before my mom and grandma got there. When they went in, the family wanted to serve them something to eat and all they had was this hog's head. So the lady took a butcher knife and sliced some of the meat off the head sitting on the counter. The lady then fried it and put it on a plate. Every time my mom looked around that hog was looking at her. In her mind she was thinking it was saying "What are you doing, eating me?" It made it hard to swallow the meat. This was a common experience of rural farm kids.
The Thrifty Scotch Irish
My grandmother was a very thrifty person. That was the Scotch Irish in her. She was very devout and everything had to be neat and tidy. Grandpa had quite a sense of humor and he loved to tease her about her thriftiness. So one day she didn't feel well. I think she was pregnant with their son, Allen. It was unusual for her to lay down before she cleaned the kitchen. But Grandpa said he would take care of everything. Grandma never threw anything away. She always found some use for things. Food that was left over after a meal, was very carefully put on the pantry self in a little dish and saved. So after Grandpa got the table readed up, he went out to do his farming. Grandma got up later and went out to see how he did on the clean up. Checking on him to see if everything was done right or not. So, she went down and looked. There sitting on the pantry shelf was a saucer with one pea on it. Grandma thought that she would have liked to have seen his face when he was doing that.
