Have you ever been asked to come to someone’s house to see a quilt? You never know what you might see. I’ve seen old poorly pieced tops that have holes, tears and stains. I’ve seen quilts that have been used at some point to move furniture or be the bed for the dog having puppies.
But every now and then you find a real treasure. This is the case with the quilt you see here. My mom was at my Great Aunts house and she said, “Come in here, I want to show you something.” As my Great Aunt started to pull out the quilt, packed deeply in a cedar chest, she started telling the story of the quilt. She had gotten it from her daddy, who had gotten it from his Great Grandmother. (my great aunt is now 89) She can’t remember when she got it, but said it was probably some time in the 1950’s. When mom saw the quilt, she asked if she could have it. My aunt said sure, why not and it is now my mom’s quilt. Of course I asked to have it next and my daughter will get it when I’m gone and too old to admire it anymore.
Mom is trying to trace back the family tree to find out exactly when my Great, Great, Great, Great Grandma Booth was alive. We know that it was pre-Civil War and the pattern is called Washington Sidewalk. It is absolutely fascinating that the maker was so diligent in cutting the fabrics so that strips went in the right direction in all of the pieces. She also bought yardage for the quilt background.
If only those threads could talk….What a wonderful family heirloom for a quilting family. This is 4 generations under a quilt that is at least 150 years old.