Antique Folk Art Wooden Toy House & Tool Shed Old Paint Doll Railroad 1890-1910
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Antique Folk Art Wooden Toy House & Tool Shed Old Paint Doll Railroad 1890-1910:
IMMEDIATE – PROFESSIONALLY PACKED – FULLY INSURED - SHIPPING Buyer pays actual cost of fully insured shipping, very safely packed. All Customs forms will state the actual selling price of items shipped internationally. After promising to list at least one or two of the folk art buildings, sheds, tunnels and other incredibly country primitive village pieces I recently discovered,I got busy with other work I became distracted by old memories of shacks and sheds and the people I knew many years ago who called them home.
The flat roof cabin is 6 ¼” by 6” by 4 ¼” tall when measured at the roofline. Its footprint is approximately 5” by 4”.
The little shed with its old green paint is 3 ½” tall and 4” wide. Both are homemade – mostly pine or poplar, and they are American. Age? I’d say 1890 to 1910 is pretty close.
I must have wasted two days, off and on, wondering what ever happened to old man Hunter Hawkins, “Hawk” we all called him. He lived in just such a cabin within twenty feet of the Eel River in southern Indiana. Most folks were afraid of him, but I found his nasty openness refreshing. Now and again I’d show up about daylight, and we’d either go fishing or sit out back. He’d talk. I’d listen.
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1st: I never, under any circumstances, use a reserve, and rarely do I ask for an opening offer of more than $9.00 (sometimes even less).
2nd: I never end sales early.
3rd: I don’t usually clean, repair, or otherwise monkey around with anything. I push enough dust aside to expose any flaws, but if I discovered it in some dusty attic, you can look forward to a little dust on it when it gets to your house. If it has a flaw or a wart, I'll tell you about it.
So rest easy and have some fun.
Even as a kid, I was an early riser, and more than once I had to pound on his door to wake him . . . he drank a little. One morning in particular is branded in my memory; the morning I banged on his door and he hollered, “It ain’t locked.”
He was sitting on a lard can rolling up the cuffs of his church-sale fishing pants. We stepped outside just as the sun broke through the trees along Amos Ridge.
Hawk let the screen door close behind him . . or not close; it didn’t matter one way or the other to him. He said if he really cared, he’d “let one of them do-gooders from the church come out and fix the spring.” Actually, there was no fixing to it. It rusted away a couple years after his wife quit the choir, sat down in her chair, and finally “drifted off to Glory,” as she’d been promising to do since Hawk quit the mill and made a full-time job of planning the murder of Coy W. “Doc” Clay MD.
All that and more, he had confided in me after finishing off a pint of cheap whisky, and a kid doesn’t forget something like that. Forty years making flyswatters in a windowless block building out behind the mill does strange things to a man. For one thing, he had assembled the largest flyswatter collection “in the world,” according to him.
See what I mean? My mind wanders.
If I can stay focused, I’ll be listing the rest of the collection over the next day or so. When you quit seeing them show up in my items, you’ll know I’m done. The image above is only part of what’s left to do.
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