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Just pretend you had crawled out of bed at five of a morning, had gone down to a stream to bring back splashing pailfuls of water, and had rubbed the royal linens until your knuckles were battered and your back was shot with pain. That's what the poor wash woman of the nursery rhyme endured before she was ready to begin "hanging up the clothes."
"Wash Day No Longer Drudgery,"
The Iowa Homemaker: Vol. 14
, Article 11.
Available at: https://lib.dr.iastate.edu/homemaker/vol14/iss2/11