Harry M. MacDougall, president of the county Historical society, says he remembers the old days when itinerant rag peddlers would come to his mother's door either on foot with a pack on their back or on a one or two horse cart. They would sell food, tinware, dippers, brooms, milk pans, basins, etc., taking rags for payment. Sometimes women, trundling a baby carriage full of goods, would make a visit. Knife and scissors sharpeners were always welcome. These people occasionally came from gypsy encampments.
He said his mother would buy red and white wool long underwear for him and if the underwear didn't keep him warm, the scratching did.