The house was set on six courses of cinder block at the southern terminus of a dirt road that had been graded and graveled in 1926 and not maintained since. The cinder blocks had settled unevenly into the red Oklahoma clay. At the northwest corner, the gap between the bottom sill and the uppermost block measured two and three-quarter inches, a space into which the wind had packed a dense mat of dried tumbleweed stems, cottonwood seeds, and silt fine enough to pass through window screening. A length of cotton clothesline, tied to a nail driven into the eastern fascia board, extended thirty-seven feet to a stripped mesquite trunk sunk three feet into the ground. The clothesline sagged in the middle, its lowest point forty-one inches above the dirt, and from it hung, in June of 1933, two items: a man's cotton work shirt with the left elbow patched in a fabric that did not match the original, and a white flour sack that had been hemmed into a dish towel, upon which the words FLOUR MILLED IN KANSAS CITY were still legible, though the letters had faded to the color of weak coffee. In previous Junes, the line had held four shirts, two dresses, three pairs of trousers, and a child's pinafore. The front door was pine, milled at the Beaver County planing mill in 1919 according to the stamp burned into its inner face. Its original coat of white paint had blistered in the summer of 1931 and peeled away in sheets that lay curled on the porch boards, each curl holding a miniature dune of dust in its concave hollow. The doorknob was glass, octagonal, with a hairline fracture radiating from the spindle hole to the third facet. The fracture had appeared in December of 1932, though whether from cold or force could not be determined by looking. The door's lower hinge had pulled three-eighths of an inch from the jamb, so the door dragged against the threshold when opened, wearing a crescent-shaped groove into the pine that deepened by approximately one thirty-second of an inch each month. Inside the door, a row of four iron hooks was screwed into a board that ran the length of the entry wall. In the spring of 1929, these hooks had held: one man's felt hat (brown, Stetson, size seven and one-eighth), one woman's cotton bonnet (blue calico, faded at the crown), one child's straw hat (with a broken chin strap knotted back together), and a set of leather reins with brass buckles. By June of 1933, the hooks held: the bonnet, the child's straw hat, and a loop of baling wire from which hung a pair of cotton work gloves with the fingertips worn through. The Stetson hung now from a peg in the toolshed, its brim rimmed with a white salt line that traced the boundary where sweat had evaporated and left its minerals behind. The reins had been sold, along with the mule, in November of 1932, and the fourth hook was bare except for a ring of compressed dust at its base where the leather had pressed against the iron. The kitchen contained a cast-iron stove manufactured by the Buck's Stove and Range Company of St. Louis in 1908, according to the raised lettering on the oven door. Its six burner plates were arranged in two rows of three. The rear-left plate had been replaced in 1931 with a plate from a different stove, a Queen Atlantic model, and the replacement plate sat one-sixteenth of an inch proud of its neighbors, a discrepancy that caused skillets to wobble when placed across it. On the stovetop in January of 1933 sat a blue enamel coffee pot with a chip in the spout, a cast-iron skillet seasoned to a black gloss, and a graniteware sauce pan with a wooden handle wrapped in friction tape where a split had developed along the grain. On the stovetop in June of 1933 sat only the skillet. The coffee pot had been pawned in Boise City on the fifteenth of March. The pawn ticket, number 8472, issued by HENDERSON'S LOAN AND JEWELRY, had been folded into a square measuring one and a half inches by one and a half inches and wedged into the gap between the kitchen window frame and the wall. The ink on the ticket had faded to illegibility. The sauce pan had been left on the stove too long in April, its contents reduced to carbon, and it now sat in the yard beneath the eastern window with a crack in its enamel that showed the black iron beneath, a crack shaped like the Cimarron River on the county map that hung in the Boise City post office. The kitchen table was oak, round, with a center pedestal and four claw feet. Three claw feet gripped the floorboards. The fourth, the one nearest the stove, had lost its grip in 1930 when the floorboard beneath it had warped from a roof leak that was patched with a flattened tin can and four roofing nails. The patch had held for twenty-two months before a second leak developed three inches to the right, which was patched with a second tin can, this one from Del Monte sliced peaches, dated 1929 on its label. On the table's surface, two distinct wear patterns could be read. The first, a set of shallow parallel scratches oriented north-northeast, had been cut by a knife used to slice bread directly on the wood, a habit begun in 1929 and ended in 1932 when the bread knife was found to be the only knife remaining. The second pattern was a pale oval where a plate had sat, every evening at six o'clock, for approximately four and a half years. Beside that oval was a second, smaller oval, where a child's plate had sat for the same duration. In June of 1933, the child's oval had been overlapped by a third oval, larger, set at a different angle, where the plate of a hired hand—a man who had arrived in March of 1931 with a canvas bedroll and a single change of clothes, and who had departed without notice on the morning of May 3, 1933, leaving behind only a broken pocketknife on the toolshed floor—had been placed. The kitchen drawer, when opened, revealed a progressive inventory of reduction. In 1929, the drawer had contained: eight forks, eight spoons, six knives (three butter, two dinner, one carving), a can opener (rotary type, Swing-A-Way brand, patent date 1925 stamped on the handle), a corkscrew with a turned wooden handle of unidentified hardwood, and a nutmeg grater of tinned steel. In 1930, the carving knife and two butter knives were missing, leaving empty slots in the wooden knife tray whose dimensions matched the absent blades. In 1931, the corkscrew, the nutmeg grater, and three spoons were gone. In 1932, the drawer held: two forks, three spoons, and the can opener. In June of 1933, it held: one fork with a bent second tine that produced a gap of three thirty-seconds of an inch from the adjacent tine, two spoons, and a can opener whose cutting wheel had been sharpened against the back step so many times that its diameter was reduced by one-sixteenth of an inch from the manufacturer's specification of five-eighths of an inch. A set of shelves, three boards of one-by-twelve pine supported by iron brackets, ran along the wall opposite the stove. The top shelf held, in June of 1933: one glass canning jar (empty), one tin of baking powder (empty, the lid pried open and not replaced), and a brown ceramic crock with a crack that had been sealed with beeswax, inside which were seven dried beans, the last of a hundredweight purchased in the autumn of 1929. The middle shelf held: one blue willow pattern plate (the last of a set of six, the other five having been broken at various dates between 1930 and 1933, their shards visible in the midden heap behind the toolshed, where the blue glaze still caught the light on clear mornings), one white ironstone cup with a hairline crack that wept coffee when filled, and a tin of pepper (empty). The bottom shelf held: one cast-iron dutch oven with a lid whose handle had broken off and been replaced with a loop of heavy-gauge wire, one rolling pin of turned maple (the handles worn smooth by palms that had rolled ten thousand pie crusts and biscuit doughs), and one flour sifter whose screen had rusted through in three places. The bedroom at the rear of the house measured ten feet by twelve feet. It contained one iron bed frame with brass rosettes at the four corners of the headboard, three of which retained their original lacquer. The fourth, the lower-right, had been rubbed to bare brass by the grip of a hand that reached for it each morning before rising, a hand that had performed this action approximately one thousand six hundred times between 1928 and 1933. The bare brass had oxidized to a dark brown, and a faint green patina had begun to form at the edges of the worn area. On the bed, a mattress tick stuffed with corn shucks lay beneath two quilts. The top quilt was a Double Wedding Ring pattern in shades of blue, green, and cream, stitched in 1919 by a woman in Ellis County whose name was recorded on a tag sewn to the reverse side. The tag had been cut from a flour sack, and the name had been written in indelible pencil, though by 1933 the letters had faded to a sequence of pale grey indentations that could no longer be deciphered. The second quilt, a Nine Patch in browns and reds, had been pieced from the clothing of a man who had died in 1927. His corduroy work trousers formed the center squares of six of the nine patches, and the wear on those corduroy squares—the nap flattened in a crescent shape that corresponded to the right knee—suggested a man who knelt frequently, perhaps in prayer, perhaps in labor. Beneath the second quilt, the mattress tick showed a permanent depression, six feet in length, that had been shaped by the body of the man who slept there. By June of 1933, a second depression, four feet eight inches in length, lay beside the first, separated by a ridge of uncompressed corn shucks two inches high. On the floor beside the bed lay a pair of women's shoes, black leather, lace-up, size six, manufactured by the Brown Shoe Company of St. Louis. The left shoe's sole had separated from the upper at the toe, and a piece of cardboard, cut from a Quaker Oats box, had been inserted between the layers. The Quaker Oats logo was still visible on the cardboard, the Quaker man's face bisected by the flex line of the sole. The right shoe's heel was worn down to the wood on the outer edge, producing a gait, when walked in, that would have been imperceptibly asymmetrical if measured by a pedometer but that had, over five years, worn a corresponding asymmetry into the pine floorboards between the bed and the kitchen door: the right footstep indentations were approximately two millimeters shallower than the left. Beneath the bed, in a pasteboard suitcase manufactured by the Samson Traveler Company of Denver, Colorado, lay the following items in June of 1933: one woman's Sunday dress of navy blue serge (the hem let down once, as evidenced by a line of needle holes one inch above the current hem), one girl's dress of yellow cotton print with a pattern of small white flowers (the sleeves let out three-quarters of an inch at the shoulder), one pair of men's Sunday trousers of black wool gabardine (the seat patched with fabric from an interior pocket that was no longer present), one leather-bound Bible with gold-edged pages (the spine cracked at Psalm 23, the page edges darkened by the oil from fingers that had turned to that passage more frequently than any other), and one envelope containing three letters from a brother in California, postmarked Bakersfield, 1930 through 1932, each letter shorter than the one before it, the final letter consisting of a single paragraph on a half-sheet of paper. The toolshed stood thirty yards east of the house, a structure of corrugated iron and salvaged barn wood, twelve feet by eight feet, with a roof that sloped from seven feet at the front to five and a half feet at the rear. The shed had been built in 1929, and its construction could be dated by the nails used: wire nails with flat heads, manufactured by the Pittsburgh Steel Company, a type that became widely available in the Oklahoma Panhandle only after the rail spur reached Boise City in late 1928. The nails in the east wall showed a pattern of surface rust that was thicker at the bottom of each nail than at the top, the rust having been fed by moisture that wicked upward from the soil and condensed on the cooler metal of the nail heads during the temperature drops of spring and autumn evenings. In 1929, the toolshed had contained the following items, as determined by the outline traces each had left on the walls and floorboards against which they had leaned or upon which they had rested: one breaking plow (single-bottom, John Deere, Model 44), one disc harrow (eight-disc, four-foot width), one cultivator (two-row, with five replacement shovels wired to the frame), one seed drill (hand-pushed, Planet Jr. brand, No. 3 model), one scythe with a snath of second-growth hickory, one post-hole digger with oak handles, one crosscut saw (six-foot, two-man, with raker teeth filed to an alternating set), one axe (single-bit, three-and-a-half-pound head on a thirty-six-inch hickory handle, the handle showing a spiral grain that suggested the wood had been cut from a tree that grew on a slope), one set of mule harness (leather, with brass hames and a collar stuffed with rye straw), one anvil (sixty-five-pound, forged, with a chip missing from the horn that measured one and one-quarter inches across), one ball-peen hammer (sixteen-ounce head), one set of shoeing tongs (fourteen-inch), three bastard-cut files in assorted sizes (ten-inch, eight-inch, six-inch), one set of bolt cutters (twenty-four-inch handles), one brace and bit set with six bits ranging from one-quarter inch to one inch, one drawknife with a blade eight inches long, one spokeshave, one froe with a blade seven inches wide, one mallet turned from a bois d'arc stump, and one five-gallon oil can containing an assortment of nuts, bolts, washers, cotter pins, and two spare sickle-bar sections for a mower that had been sold at the Guymon farm auction in October of 1928. The items that remained in the toolshed in June of 1933 were: the breaking plow (its moldboard now coated with a layer of red rust through which the original grey iron was visible only in streaks where the plowshare had been whetted), the cultivator (one of its replacement shovels missing, the wire that had bound it to the frame still in place, bent into a loose loop), the post-hole digger (one handle split along twelve inches of its length, the split held closed by three wraps of baling wire), the axe (its bit showing three nicks, the largest of which measured one-eighth of an inch deep), the anvil (the chip in the horn now joined by a second chip, smaller, on the face edge), the ball-peen hammer (its handle replaced with a length of hickory that did not match the original, the replacement handle being one inch shorter and showing a straight grain), the shoeing tongs (the pivot pin replaced with a bolt and nut), one bastard-cut file (the eight-inch, its teeth clogged with iron filings that gave its cutting surface the appearance of grey velvet), the brace and bit set (with three bits remaining: the three-quarter inch, the half-inch, and a quarter-inch bit whose tip had snapped off and been reground to an angle that was not the manufacturer's original), the froe (its striking face mushroomed from repeated blows), the mallet (its head split along two planes, the splits stopped by iron wedges driven into each crack), and the oil can (now containing only the washers and the two sickle-bar sections, thirty-seven washers of varying sizes, the nuts and bolts and cotter pins having been consumed in repairs or bartered at the Boise City hardware store for credit that had been exhausted in February of 1933). The tools that were no longer present had left their marks. The disc harrow had been sold in the spring of 1931 to a farmer in Texas County whose name was recorded nowhere in the shed, and its absence was marked by four triangular dents in the floorboards where its frame had rested. The seed drill had been traded for seed wheat in the autumn of 1932, a transaction recorded on a scrap of brown wrapping paper that had been tacked to the wall with a horseshoe nail and that read, in pencil: "SEED DRILL FOR 2 BSHL TURKEY RED — OCT 12 — R. MILLER." The crosscut saw had been sold to a neighbor for three dollars and a promise of labor that was never rendered, and its absence was marked by two iron spikes in the wall from which it had hung, the spikes now bare except for a residue of pine pitch that had transferred from the saw's handle. The mule harness occupied a space that was defined by its absence: a bare peg on the wall, a clean rectangle of unpainted wood—measuring eighteen inches by fourteen inches—where the leather had protected the planks from the dust that coated, in an even layer between forty and sixty thousandths of an inch thick, every other surface in the shed. The bolt cutters, the drawknife, the spokeshave, and two of the files had been taken by the hired hand when he departed in the pre-dawn darkness of May 3, 1933, and their absence was marked by four blank spaces on the wall where outlines of darker, protected wood showed their former positions, outlines that would fade as the dust slowly claimed the protected areas, erasing in six to eight months what had been the final physical record of those tools' existence. A wooden strongbox, sixteen inches by ten inches by eight inches, constructed of tongue-and-groove pine with iron strap hinges, had been kept beneath the anvil since the spring of 1930. Its lid was secured by a hasp and a padlock manufactured by the Yale Lock Company, the padlock now unlocked, the hasp raised. Inside the box in June of 1933 lay a stack of papers arranged in chronological order, most recent on top. The top document was a deed of trust, typed on legal-size paper bearing the watermark of the Hammermill Paper Company, dated November 12, 1932, signed and notarized in Boise City, conveying the northwest quarter of Section 18, Township 4 North, Range 14 East of the Cimarron Meridian to the First National Bank of Boise City as security for a loan of four hundred and thirty-seven dollars at eight percent annual interest. The paper showed five horizontal creases from folding, and at the intersection of the second vertical crease and the third horizontal crease, a hole had worn through the paper entirely. Beneath that document lay a notice of foreclosure, mimeographed in purple ink on cheap newsprint that had yellowed to the color of pale mustard, dated May 1, 1933, specifying a sale date of July 15, 1933, at the front steps of the Cimarron County Courthouse, and listing the property as "the NW 1/4 of S18, T4N, R14E, together with all improvements thereon." The notice had been folded once and showed a circular stain in one corner where it had been placed on a surface that held a wet coffee cup. Beneath the notice lay a receipt for the sale of one mule, a twelve-year-old bay gelding named Dolly, sold for thirty-seven dollars and fifty cents on November 28, 1932, the receipt written in blue ink on a pre-printed form from the Boise City Livestock Auction, the seller's signature—Henry A. McElroy—rendered in a hand that pressed hard on the downstrokes and light on the upstrokes, suggesting a man who wrote with effort. Beneath the receipt lay a property tax assessment for the year 1931, stamped PAID in red ink, dated March 3, 1932. The red ink of the PAID stamp had bled through the paper and stained the document beneath it with a mirror image of the word. Beneath the tax assessment lay a marriage certificate, dated June 17, 1918, issued in Woodward County, Oklahoma Territory, recording the union of Henry Aaron McElroy and Ellen Louise Thatcher. The certificate was printed on heavy stock with a decorative border of intertwined oak leaves and acorns, and it had been folded into quarters so many times that the creases had become tears, and the tears had been mended with adhesive tape that had yellowed and dried and fallen away, leaving only the ghost of its adhesive as a slightly shinier rectangle on the paper's surface. On top of the papers in the strongbox, placed there last and lifted out first by anyone who opened the box, lay a photograph. The photograph measured three and a half inches by five inches and had been taken with a box camera in front of the house in the summer of 1929. It showed a man, a woman, and a girl of approximately seven years. The man stood to the left, his right hand resting on the shoulder of the girl, who stood in front of him. The woman stood to the right, her left hand holding the girl's left hand. All three were squinting into the sun, which was behind the photographer and slightly to the left, as determined by the angle of the shadows falling across their faces. The man wore the brown Stetson that now hung in the toolshed. The woman wore the blue calico bonnet that now hung on the entry hook. The girl wore the straw hat with the broken chin strap. Behind them, the house's eastern window was visible, and in the photograph, the crack that now ran from the lower-left corner to the midpoint of the upper frame was not yet present. In the photograph, the eastern windowsill held a row of three glass jars, and all three jars contained dried beans visible through the glass, the beans filling each jar to approximately three-quarters of its capacity. In the photograph, the clothesline held four shirts, two dresses, three pairs of trousers, and a child's pinafore, all of which were moving slightly in a breeze, as evidenced by the blur at their edges. By June of 1933, the eastern windowsill still held three glass jars. Their arrangement from left to right had not changed since the photograph was taken. The first jar, a Mason quart with a zinc lid bearing the embossed words MASON'S PATENT NOV 30TH 1858, contained seven buttons carved from abalone shell (irregular in shape, ranging from three-eighths to five-eighths of an inch in diameter), two brass collar studs (tarnished to a dark brown, one with its head bent slightly off-axis), and a silver thimble whose dome had been pierced by a needle left too long in a place where moisture had corroded the metal, the hole surrounded by a corona of dark oxidation. The second jar, a Ball Ideal with a glass lid secured by a wire bail, held cotton thread on wooden spools: white (partially used, approximately thirty yards remaining), black (partially used, approximately eighteen yards remaining), and a shade of blue that had faded to grey on the side of the spool that faced the window, the faded portion showing a gradation from blue to grey across a width of three-eighths of an inch, the precise width of the shadow cast by the window mullion at three o'clock in the afternoon. The third jar, a Knox-all with a chip in its rim that measured five-eighths of an inch across and three-sixteenths of an inch deep, the chip having occurred in February of 1932 when the jar was knocked over by a cat that had since disappeared, contained dust. The dust had entered the jar through the chip, grain by grain, over a period of approximately fourteen months, and it had accumulated to a depth of one and three-eighths inches. The dust was pale brown, fine as talc, and stratified in layers that corresponded to the storms of 1932 and 1933: a dark band at half an inch (September 1932, the storm that buried three automobiles on the road to Boise City), a lighter band at one inch (January 1933, the storm that came with snow and left a grey crust on everything), and a thin dark layer at the surface (April 1933, the last storm before the bank sent its final notice). 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