Grandma Evie Lee Bryant had a treadle sewing machine, identical to the one pictured, to which I have fallen heir. She did sewing and alterations while peddling with both feet and guiding the fabric at the needle with her hands. Grandma enjoyed piecing and quilting tops. She taught me to quilt on wood quilting frames that rested on four straight back chairs. Everyone learned fast Grandma didn’t like it when we bumped the quilting frame. A quilter could stick their finger or the frame might fall off the chair back.
Grandpa sat on his yellow platform rocker and cut out quilt squares for Grandma when he wasn’t reading his Bible. More often than not, Grandpa, with his 6′ 4″ thin statue, sat with his legs crossed. The crossed foot easily touched the floor. Grandpa usually had an open Bible on his lap. If you caught him just right you could see a puff of smoke drifting up from the black pipe in his mouth. When things got quiet and still, Grandpa rested his nose between his right thumb and pointer finger, sliding it gently up and down his nose as he lulled himself to sleep while sitting on his chair.
Grandma’s treadle sewing machine hasn’t been used in many years. It has a prominent place in our home. At the age of 11 years mother stood and sewed clothes for her doll on the machine. That makes it priceless to me. And the time Grandma spent teaching me to quilt wasn’t wasted either. Today I follow her tradition as I quilt a top made from scraps that mother had saved.
Paul told Titus 2:3-5…”the older women likewise, that they be reverent in behavior, not slanderers, not given to much wine, teachers of good things — that they admonish the young women to love their husbands, to love their children, to be discrete, chaste, homemakers, good obedient to their own husbands, that the word of God may not be blasphemed.” True teaching which is needed today, but often left forgotten.