JUST A YOUNG LADY
Christmas isn’t a season. It’s a feeling.
Have a blessed Holy night, everyone!
Helen May Rickard
Letter from Mr. Clarke. Awoke at 10–breakfast 11:45. Read and finished “Let the Hurricane Roar.” Started “Cimarron.” Short thunderstorm. Didn’t write to Mama today.
1 month, 2 weeks
Poisoned Pen Press
In 1914, as rumors of war float across Europe, Edna Ferber travels to Budapest with Winifred Moss, a famous London suffragette, to visit the homeland of her dead father and to see the sights. 13 more words
1 month, 3 weeks