December 9, 2007 9:13 pm
A New In Old
Posted by Will under backyarchaeology, history
If you’ve read this blog for any length you know I get a kick out of digging things up out of the backyard, which is a steady supplier of stuff — most of it as worthless as it is intriguing. Be it marbles, figurines, opossum jawbones, World War II era German army helmets, whiskey bottles stamped with prohibition restrictions, circa-1950s toothpaste tubes, fragments of a license plate from 1920, lumps of coal, Batchelder tiles, and all sorts of old nails and whatnot, there seems to be no end to the excavationings.
As an aside I keep meaning to photographically catalog the collection into an online Museum of Backyarchaelogy, but haven’t yet gotten around to it.
Well today’s find comes not from beneath the soil out back, but from the basement beneath the house. Having gone down there to see if our cat Jiggy had gotten down there and if so to try to get him out, I poked around a little bit and found some crate siding that had been hammered up against the floor beams for whatever reason, maybe to create a little storage area. Burned into the wood was the last name of “Haskett” and the words “Los Angeles Cal.” Upon further examination I found the other side of the wood was lined with pages of some sort and sure enough when I gave one piece a gentle tug down came the following piece fom a magazine called “The Woman’s Home Companion.” Dateline?

The fragment of page below shows the partial headline to read “…TTING OF THE WHITE HOUSE,” but other than that there’s not much else decipherable. Turn it over though, and there are three articles whose headlines are clearly visible through the decades of dust and dirt that have settled on it: “New Liquid That Clears The Skin,” “Problems in Dressmaking” and “B. & B. Styles Fit For A New Century.”
See for yourself (click to triplify):



December 9th, 2007 at 9:28 pm
You find the neatest stuff. All I find in my backyard are cowpies.
December 9th, 2007 at 10:06 pm
At least you both have backyards, I have cement. Ever try to dig up cement, its a lot of work and the land lord does bitch quite a bit at you if you get serious about cement digging.
December 10th, 2007 at 8:58 am
Incredible! If you lived in the rural south, you could put up a sign and charge admission.
December 10th, 2007 at 12:29 pm
Mark, I feel ya man. I spent a childhood concrete-bound without a yard of any kind to dig. When you do get a patch of soil in which to toil in I know what I’m getting you for a housewarming gift: a shovel.
(Along with a 40-year-old bottle of scotch to keep you from hitting me over the head with said shovel)
December 11th, 2007 at 12:16 am
Thats not fair, you know me wayyyy to well, you know the way to my heart is directly through my liver.
December 13th, 2007 at 2:03 pm
So, I guess Jiggy is currently out on an exploration? I hope she made it home OK. Speaking of the animals, what’s the skinny on Shadow? Improving, I hope?
December 13th, 2007 at 2:53 pm
Hi ECG, thanks for checking in and for the concern. Jiggy has healed up quite nicely from his wound back in September and is back to his usually explorational self.
Shadow is going nicely as well. We’ve got her on thyroid medication and a special food to help lower her blood’s cholesterol and protein levels. The even better news is that she likes the food!
She’s still exhibiting a pronounced head tilt and easily spills over sideways due to the continuing imbalance issues, but she’s not letting it slow her down a bit.
All others are doing excellent. I’ll try to get some pix of the animals and get them up on the site this weekend.
December 13th, 2007 at 11:05 pm
Gee I used to find possum jawbones too in my Country Club park home. The possums live on snails which we used to lure one into a trap.
We turned the possum over to a poultry place and traded it for a duck. (Some okie might have appreciated possums)
Yes ocassionally people turn up marbles, glass jars and bottles are forever.