Sewing machine family, of course. No, I didn't need another sewing machine nor did I particularly want one. I've passed several little beauties by lately thinking they would be fabulous machines...for someone else. I didn't even call about the Craigslist ad that simply said "Singer Sewing Machine" when I first spotted it over a week ago. Friday I said to my husband that the little machine was still listed and might make a nice Christmas present. To my surprise he actually called about it then told me we would go and look at it in the morning. He stressed that I was going because he wasn't about to pay for something he knows nothing about. Fair enough.
We went to the seller's house and there it was. A Singer 221-1 known as the Featherweight. The case as you can see is in OK condition except that one of the locks is broken off and someone seems to have dropped a paint brush with white paint on it.
In the dimly lit kitchen the machine looked remarkably pritsine. I mean perfect. Strangely perfect. I admit I was excited but so suspicious--this thing was beautiful! I really couldn't believe my eyes, but I looked it over and the motor looked original, the wires looked original (and again, in great condition except a piece of tape in one spot). I checked for the bobbin case --it was there. I followed the thread path checking the guides and the tension knob --all fine. The little thing was just glinting. I've heard of these being repainted and cheap decals put on them, but I couldn't find any evidence of this having been done.
It wasn't until I carried it into better light that I finally saw indications of this machine having actually been used. But there they were --all the little pin scratches, as I think of them --the tiny scratches that can't be avoided on a sewing machine if it's being used. Plus there was a little mark on top and a little blot of white paint on the front bed decal (very messy painter). So it wasn't a refurbished machine but one that was very well taken care of. And now it's mine. The sellers probably had no idea they could have got at least twice, if not more, than what they were asking (and I certainly didn't tell them!)