Emma Dumpke, December 1911
December 28, 1911
What a glorious Christmas!
Of course, Mr. and Mrs. K gave me Christmas Day off, but I elected to go help Mrs. K in the morning. Besides, I had nowhere else to go, and their house was filled with the comings and goings of friends and relatives and the most wonderful holiday smells.
Mr. K insisted on giving me a ride back to the boarding house. As I alighted, he pressed a small gift box in my hand.Continue reading “An Ostrich-Plumed Hat: Chapter Seventeen”