In those days girls dressed in “linsey woolsey,” while the boys of all ages wore buckskin pantaloons and hickory shirts.  Now, buckskin is well calculated to stand the wear and tear of even a robust boy.  Yet there were awkward drawbacks.  The legs of the pantaloons absorbed too much moisture from the dew-bedecked grass and they would stretch out to almost any length.  The boy, therefore, must roll them up at the bottom.  Arrived at school, however, the drying process set in, and he, perforce, must unroll the legs.  As the boy occupied a sitting position, the legs of his buckskins set to the crook of his knees.  Imagine, if you will, a row of boys ranging from 12 to 17 years, standing in a class reciting their lessons, straight as hickories, yet the pantaloons of every mother’s son of them still sitting down.  But it mattered little to the boy of that day, as he had only to wet them again, stretch them out straight and wear them to “meetin’ in the grove” Sunday.

There was no aristocracy—­no “four hundred”—­in those primitive days.  All dressed alike, ate the same kind of food, and every man, woman, and child was as good as every other man, woman, and child, provided they were honest, kind neighbors, ready and willing to render assistance in sickness or in need.  In fine, these pioneers constituted a pure democracy, where law was the simple rule of honesty, friendship, mutual help, and good will, where “duty was love and love was law.”

One must not imagine that life was wholly devoid of pleasures in those days.  The young of both sexes always rode horseback, whether to church in the grove, or going the round of parties, candy pullings, or kissing bees.  O, how in my young days I did dote on the candy pulling and the kissing bee.  To my young and unsophisticated mind they were divine institutions; and, even now, after the lapse of so many years when the “heydey in the blood is tame,” how I look back upon those few days with unalloyed pleasure.

Among the early pioneers, I mean the great masses, there was a stern code of morals little understood at the present time.  Exceptions there were, to be sure, but I refer to the people as a whole.  One instance will serve as an illustration.  The beaux and belles, in linsey-woolsey and buckskins, were assembled from the country around and about.  My father had sent me along with brothers and sisters to bring back the saddle horses, as there was not stable room for all.  Other neighbor boys were there on a like errand.  We were sitting on our horses and ready to start, when several of the young ladies, among them my sisters, came out of the house and told us to wait.  Presently, practically all of the girls came out with hats and riding habits and a consultation was held in the front yard.  While they all stood there a man and a woman came out, mounted their horses and rode away.  We were then told to go on home with the horses.  I afterwards learned that the whole trouble originated in the fact that the lady who had ridden away was a divorced woman.  To present-day readers, this may appear absurd, prudish, but not so to the men and women of that day.  This is not repeated here to “point a moral,” but merely to “adorn a tale” of pioneer days.