If you happened to read my post last night – about the inexpensive repair that gave the Manse’s 35-plus-year-old Harvest Gold stove several more years of life – you might have noticed a funny-looking object in my photo. It was near the stove, on the windowsill of the tiny pantry that currently serves as the Manse’s kitchen. Did you by any chance wonder what odd thing Katherine and Raymond had found now to put in the Manse?
Well, now I’ll tell you what it was. It was an egg scale. Did you guess?
Here’s the closeup photo of the object in question:
I’ve mentioned lots of times how much Raymond and I like to check out antiques barns, flea markets and yard sales in search of vintage treasures. We found this egg scale in one of those antiques barns, and we just couldn’t resist it. Because, you know, it’s not just any egg scale; this, people, is a Cyclone! Made by the Cyclone Mfg. Co. of Urbana, Indiana, maker of “Modernized Poultry Supplies”! In other words: this is the Nimbus 2000 of egg scales!
Here’s the mysterious thing, though: was our egg scale intended for industrial, commercial or household use?
I can see an egg-producing company needing something to confirm that all the eggs in a given carton are the size they’re supposed to be, but this little one-egg-at-a-time scale seems rather rinky-dink for that.
On the other hand, why would a housewife (I’m sorry, but it was surely all about housewives in the era when this scale was produced) need to check the size of an egg once she’d brought it home from the store? Presumably it would have been sold to her as being of such-and-such a size?
Which makes me wonder whether the gizmo would have been used by small merchants who might buy a whole bunch of unsorted eggs wholesale – perhaps even from local producers – and would need to check the size before selling them, which perhaps they sometimes did in ones and twos as opposed to the standard dozen we buy them in today.
But really I just don’t know. What I do know is that our vintage egg scale makes us smile and is a good conversation piece. Which means it totally belongs right here at the Manse.