One of the pleasures of living in an 1890’s house is that one can find interesting things in the walls. I found this between the studs, so I suspect that its been there since they updated the house by adding electricity around 1930 or so.
This bottle certainly feels different. First, it is an 8 oz bottle made of very heavy glass. It has the side bumpers for bottles to feed from early soda machines and survive many refillings. But these features were probably still around in the 1950’s.
I’ve done an image search, but haven’t found quite a match. Apparently, the label changed regularly, or possibly by bottler. So I’m gonna ask the kind folks at Sun Drop if they can venture a guess about when someone put this in my wall.
When I find such an item, I think of it as a ghost. Here lie the remains of a moment in history. A thirsty electrician running cloth wrapped wires through ceramic tubes and across porcelain knobs between switches made of clay, brass, and Bakelite in order to to power a few new-fangled Edison lights and perhaps an electric broom. Most of the light fixtures were simply attached to or hung from the existing gas pipes. Sweaty work.
As an object to ponder, I’d much rather have this “Bottle In Front Of Me” than a frontal lobotomy.