The Gift - A Moment in Reflection, Autumn, 1920

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 08
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1976
Type Text
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Language eng
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Date Created 2005-02-26
Date Modified 2005-02-26
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Title The Gift - A Moment in Reflection, Autumn, 1920
Description wanted. Mother ran a very successful furniture store next door to our house, and there were only three of us to support: my sister Elaine (who is much older than I am), me, and Mother, herself. My father died years earlier, and I do not remember him, but he left Mother with a business in which she could excel. Through credit, rent, and sales she made the store pro-fitable, and the three of us lived very comfortably. Mother's one great passion outside the store was theatre. She never crossed a stage herself, but she loved drama and supported the Opera House religiously. She and the manager, Mr. Olsen, had made an agreement between them: a traveling company of actors could come to the store to choose the furniture they needed as props, and the three of us could attend the show free. It was the sort of business deal Mother liked. She paid no money out, and she got a night of good advertisement. The furniture, everyone agree, looked smashing on stage, and, as Mother said, what is a house but a stage with a fourth wall? Soon, amid smoke and dust and screeching brakes, the train rattled in. Mr. Olsen had gone in his carriage to meet it and to meet the company of actors. Minutes after the train arrived, he drove up to the store. Tobit jumped out of my lap and raced through the back door and into the house. I stood behind the pillar on the porch until the people in the coach disappeared into the store. Just two people were with the jolly round manager. A tall, rather portly bearded man got out first, and helped a statuesque lady down. She had a hauntingly eerie beauty. Her skin was pale, nearly white, and her hair was very dark. Arm in arm with the man, she walked majestically toward the store. Mr. Olsen bounced along behind them, then dashed in front to open the door. I was shy so I stayed hidden until they were inside. Then I crossed the lawn to the store, pushed the heavy door open a crack and sneaked in. Elaine and Mother were there. Mother had greeted the group and was being introduced. "Gertrude," Mr. Olsen was saying, "I'd like you to meet two real troupers. Edmund Caldwell-Browne, Judith Nilsson; this is our prop lady, Gertrude Lory." -19-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 8
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2021-05-06
ID 325580
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