splits. If the horse chestnuts are ready to use, theyâll be brown, a real wonderful glossy brown.
If you split a couple of burrs open and find theyâre white, or part white and part brown, or very light brown, youâll have to go away for a day or two and try again.
Now letâs say youâve waited and youâve got a bunch of horse chestnuts. By the way, when we were kids, the horse chestnut tree in my neighborhood was on a neighborâs lawn. It might be a good idea to ask if you can go get them, if your horse chestnut tree is on a neighborâs lawn.
Not that anyone wants them but kids, but the ones you canât reach, youâll jump for, and if that doesnât do it, youâll shy a branch up into the tree to knock them down, and if the neighbor has just invested three million dollars in new grass seed, he may not like having it all covered over with branches and burrs and kids. But Iâm sure he wonât be a grouch about it. Chances are when he was a kid he did the same thing, and youâll come home with as many horse chestnuts as you can carry. I donât have to tell you to look at them, because theyâre the nicest things in the world to look at, and youâll be doing that anyway. If you want them to shine more, take them and rub them up against the side of your nose. Perhaps youâve seen your father or someone do that with a pipe. Thereâs oil on everybodyâs skin there and it oils up the chestnut or the pipe and makes it shine.
HTDN_65
Okay, now you have some horse chestnuts, and theyâre fun to get and fun to open the burrs and fun to look at and fun to shine. There are things you can do with horse chestnuts, too.
You canât eat them, at least I never could, but hereâs a game you can play with them. This, like mumbly-peg, is a game you need another kid to play with, but getting the horse chestnuts ready is something you can do by yourself. Pick out the ones that look good and solid. Now, bore a hole right through them, through the center of that rough, woody little part right through to the other side. You can do this with the mumbly-peg blade of your Scout knife, or with a long nail. We used to do it with an ice-pick, but I imagine a lot of you have never seen or heard of an ice-pick. When I was a kid it was darn near the handiest tool in the house. That was before electric refrigerators, and the way we used to keep food cool was, a man came in a horse and wagon every other day, or even every day in the summer. In the back of his wagon were great big chunks of ice, as tall as I was when I was little. He would ask my mother how much ice she wanted. Sheâd tell him a fifty-pound
piece or a hundred-pound piece, and heâd take out his ice-pickâit was just a long sharp steel point set in a handleâand heâd chip a little line along the great big piece of ice and like magic, the big piece would break right along the line and there would be a fifty-pound piece. In the summer, weâd always wait for the ice man because when the ice split thereâd be pieces of ice just the right size for putting in your mouth. Then heâd take a tongs that looked like this, jab both points in the ice, and sling the fifty-pound piece of ice up on his shoulder. He had a kind of leather pad up there. Heâd carry it into the house and put it in the ice-box, just a big wooden chest with a door on the front. Thatâs what kept the food cool.
HTDN_67
HTDN_68
Well, each house had an ice-pick too, in case you wanted a smaller piece of ice, for putting in a pitcher of water or lemonade or something. So we always knew where the ice-pick was, right on the side of the ice box, and when we wanted to drill holes in horse chestnuts or belts or whatever, we went looking for the ice-pick.
You see, we didnât always know where our Scout knife wasâif we had oneâany more than you do.
HTDN_69
Well, so you bore a hole in your