Old Abandoned Home
Well folks, all kidding aside, and after I put my shoes back on, we took a peek into House Number One where we found a few surprises.
The house had 3 rooms: two in the front and one out the back. The two front rooms had typical board siding that once was covered in tarpaper (hence the term- tarpaper shack), probably turn of the century or later.
At one point they had put up wallpaper, but someone had ripped it down. You could still see fragments though. Here’s what was in one room:
And here’s the wallpaper from the other room:
I’m partial to the first one – the pink lacy one. Which do you like?
On with the tour:
The third room out the back was the room that really caught our eye. It was much older – constructed of hand-hewn logs with clay chinking.
Maybe built in the mid 1850s?
Here’s the interior wall (which at one point had been an exterior wall) as seen from the next room:
Inside the log cabin room was another surprise – a dirt floor.
Or it had been a dirt floor until one day the lady of the house said:
“I won’t live one more day in a house with a dirt floor!! Bob, go get some rocks!”
And so Bob got some nice rocks and laid a lovely floor for his wife.
A cobblestone floor!
Have you ever seen anything like this?
What an improvement this must have been. No more loose dirt underfoot. Yay!
As the saying goes,
“Don’t you wish these walls could talk?” Or in this case,
“Don’t you wish this floor could talk?”
These photographs will be embedded in my mind. Oh how nice to have some history of the family that once lived here. I loved the pink, lacy paper, the wooden bench, and that awesome stone floor. Yes…~ if walls could talk ~
What a find! Someone would love to take apart the log portion of the cabin and move it and restore it. At least I’ve read about those that do. Glad you got to visit!
Love the wallpaper, both of them. This house was at one time some family’s cozy home.
I never would have believed it if you didn’t provide the proof. Pink wallpaper and a rock floor? Chinked walls? You really found a beauty. I cannot help but love the pictures through the windows of the Fall leaves. I can see a woman at the window, standing there, looking at the same tree as a sapling many years earlier.
I would love to see just how this would’ve looked when it was in living condition, with that wallpaper intact and the beautiful cobblestone floor. I wonder, though, how easy (or not!) that floor would’ve been to clean?
That was some pretty wall paper but the rocks really get me. Perfect!
If only the wall paper could talk..it makes me wonder about the woman that picked it out to pretty up her log cabin and how proud she must have been. Wouldn’t you like to go back for just one day into their life? Thanks for the post, I’m so thankful for what I have..
What an awesome little cabin. I really do love that cobblestone floor. Yes, that would be so much better than just dirt.
Wow – what a treasure! I’m so glad you shared it with us. No, I’ve never seen a cobblestone floor. (Although the original flooring in the basement at Bacon’s Castle was made of large square bricks.)
I LOVE taking trips with y’all. I get to see parts of Kansas,Mo. and Arkansas I would never get to see. What treasures. Love the rock floor. I wonder if it stayed cool, or heated up in the summer.
I love stepping back in time…thank you for sharing.
Very cool. I wonder about the the people who lived there. The floor is beautiful.
Yea … Yea it’s always Bob that has to go get the rocks. ( and right now darnit) . Interesting pictures tho. When you see a scene like the table with jars still sitting on it. Kinda makes you wonder. Did the last person living there die and the jars were left as they put them. Did the owners move away and just didn’t want the jars. Can’t tell if those are metal or plastic lids, which you give clue to when the last person lived there. Maybe some old grandma who could never leave the little house she shared with her departed husband who took the time and effort to build her a floor with the best he could afford. There is a old abandoned farmstead near Parkerville we found on a drive one afternoon. There was a old combine in a shed, a John Deere tractor with steel wheels that had sat for so long it was half buried. The house was half fallen down but the windows still had flowered curtains blowing in the wind. Everything seemed like one day they walked away. Given the age of the machinery, I couldn’t help but wonder if a husband had gone to fight in WW2 and never returned. His widow moving away after that sad visit by the Army chaplain.
Thanks for sharing the old “homestead”. If you look
closely, there is more than two layers of wallpaper.
mm, vancouver, wa.
Looove this post, Suzanne! How amazing is this old home? Thank you for sharing with us. I have never seen an old cobblestone floor, wow!