sketch by Sherryl Guthrie Miller
..."Grandpa showed his goodness and understanding as few people can.
I was teaching at Black Oak and came to Monette one Friday. Every kid in school had the itch and I got it too. I told Grandpa and he said to get Sack to make up some sulphur and lard, etc. I set up a protest! I hated the idea of the greasy mess. So Grandpa went to town and got a bottle of liquid sulfur and I soaked myself in it. Grandma put old sheets on a ged and gave me a ragged old night-gown and to bed I went. I smelled for three nights, got up Monday morning and bathed in the big old wash tub by the stove in the kitchen, then I went back to school."
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