The bottom fell out of the cotton market. Daddy says you can't plant cotton if it's going to sell for 16 cents a pound, that won't pay for the seed and fertilizer, much less pay taxes on the land. We snatched every boll we could. Daddy says we need to think about what we could do that might bring in money for us girls the year around. Mack can help him build houses, but he says it isn't proper for us to be scrambling up ladders and such, out in public.
We're thinking that the Extension Service might help us think of something. We can't grow and dry enough fruit. Fresh produce isn't a year 'round possibility and there is a lot of competition when vegetables are in season. We asked him about killing hogs and skinning beef. Daddy says it's one thing for us to help cut up lard and cook out cracklings, another to do the heavier work that he usually has men to help do.
What we've thought of right now to do is to plant flower bulbs and seeds to have flowers to sell. I could take in sewing but Ethel and Blanche don't want to do sewing, they like for me to do their sewing. Mama says we have to stay in school.
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