Mattresses

The best mattress I remember was when I was young. As her parents and those before they made their own beds and ticks.I remember the rope bed and frame and the thick feather down tick. She got a iron bed frame later then a brass one. She hated the brass one because she had to polish it along with a full days chores of what was essentially a 1800s and prior homestead. I didn't weigh as much obviously then and just lying on that bed was heaven. Never did sink in it seems. Sleep came easly nestled on a cloud. Of course at that age I could have slept on a crosscut saw edge. She hated having to unsew the tick, however often, and washing all that down in the big iron pot, that had to cut wood to feed the fire for. She dried the down in bags made of(brain freeze) that coarse thin cloth used to strain stuff through like grapes for jelly on the clothes line after she had spread them on a sheet in the grass for almost all the moisture to evaporate. Never had any problem with bugs in the grass getting into it,far as I know.Could have been the the home made lye soap, perhaps.