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1911 Courtship: Apr 9, Dear Noah

11/26/2012

After a couple months of weekly letters, Ethel finally addresses her Courtship letter, Dear Noah, and drops the location she's sending it to. Their formality is shedding as they slowly admit their feelings to each other on paper. Not all at once, but between hints, salutations and signatures.

Author of Letter: Ethel Isabell Nelson, age 21
Dated: Apr 9, 1911
Addressed to: Noah
Mailed from: Belhaven, Ontario
Relationship: Courting
Profession: Farmer's Daughter
Writing instrument: Fine point pen, Black ink
Written on: Slightly thick, textured, linen-like paper, 9 inches x 6.5 inches, folded in half. Ethel has written on the pages in order from 1 to 4, so it reads like a book.

People/Places mentioned in this letter:
- Emmanuel Nelson - brother of Ethel's father
- Veda Perrault - Noah's 16 yr old niece in Regina.
- Alice Draper - school teacher. For a social visit? Or for Sadie's studies? **
- Della Mahoney* - friend/neighbour
- Mr. Shepherd - the man who wanted to buy the Nelson farm
- Holland Landing - a nearby town

*Look under the Categories/Labels in the right column for more on posts on this
person.

** see Genealogy Notes below

Belhaven. Apr 9 11.

Dear Noah, --
Rec'd your long looked
for letter last night. You may depend
I thot you had forgotten all about
me. I don't know wether this
letter will be much better than
none or not. I am feeling rather
lazy to day. Guess I have the
La Grippe. what ever it is I hope
I will soon be rid of it.
Well you think you
will be glad when you have
your threshing done and started
for the East again. And I guess
you are not the only one,

for I will certainly be pleased
when the day comes for you
to start for here. And the house
that Noah built looks. (kind of
uppish) eh.
The reason we did not
sell our place, was because
Uncle Emmanuel didn't want
us to. also People said we were
not getting enough for it.
Mr Sheppard had the money
alright. May I ask who
told you about Pa having the
price shoved under his nose? and
refusing it.
I think I am beginning
to realize how far away you are

when I think, my it would be
nice if Noah would run in this
evening. (But wishing that is all in
vain. at least for a time.)
               I see by the paper you
have had quite a fire in Regina.
Have you no College's or High Schools
at Regina. I certainly wish
Veda success in her studies.
Sadie is studying very hard
lately. but perhaps it will pay
in the end.
                 Alice Draper is here
this afternoon.
                  Hav'nt saw Della yet
but I think, she is home now,
Came on Friday.

         Well Noah you tell me
to write you, what you most
want to hear. i guess you will
have to tell me what it is.
           Our sleighing is all gone long
ago. You can't see any snow
now. I like the summer best,
anyway.
             Sadie and I have an
in vitation to spend our Easter
holidays at the Holland Landing
We don't yet whether we will
accept it or not.
              Say you will have to excuse
paper for this time, And now I am
going to say. Good-Bye for this
this time with lots of xxx
                from Your Sweet heart.

Genealogy Notes

Entrance Exams certificates have been mentioned several times in these Courtship letters starting with images of the ones awarded to Noah and Ethel. Sadie is studying for her entrance exam. I used to think it was like a graduation diploma from Grade 12, but it's not. Yet, I couldn't find information explaining why the certificates said the person named on it was ready to be admitted to high school when both Noah and Ethel ended school at that point.

During an internet search, I found the Government of Ontario archives with a current exhibit on Education. I emailed the curator and asked. Here is part of the archivist's response:

This quotation is taken from the Archives of Ontario’s online exhibit, Lessons Learned: The Evaluation of Education in Ontario.

“In 1871 An Act to Improve the Common and Grammar Schools of the Province of Ontario established high school entrance examinations. Students had to pass these examinations in order to be admitted to a collegiate institute or high school. High school entrance examinations were originally administered by a board consisting of the school inspector; the chairman of the high school board; and the high school principal. Revised regulations issued in 1873 centralized the conduct of the High School Entrance Examinations under the Central Committee of Examiners.

High school entrance examinations were abolished in 1949, and the last of the departmental examinations (for graduation from Grade 13) was eliminated in 1967.”

Thank you to Nana Robinette, Archivist, Ontario of Archives, for answering my email.

To recap, the entrance exam confirmed that the student was at a level of proficiency to enter high school or the equivalent. Noah left school when he received his Entrance Exam Certificate in 1903 at the age of 15yrs. Two years later, 15 yr old Ethel received her Certificate and left school.

1903 Entrance Exam Certificate made out to Noah Draper

1905 Entrance Examination Certificate made out to Ethel Nelson

When I first read that Alice Draper was visiting the Nelson house, I didn't think anything unusual since Belhaven is a small village and both Nelsons and Draper's abound. But then I noticed how Ethel made the statement as a distinct paragragh all by itself - and it immediately followed the mention of Sadie studying for her exam. I believe this is significant.

Mrs Alice Draper is a school teacher. I don't know which school she teaches at, but I don't believe she's there for a social call. Especially after Ethel's crack that 'perhaps it (the studying) will pay off in the end'.

We shall see in the weeks ahead.

As for the romance between Noah and Ethel... did you catch Ethel's coy answer on page 4?

Well Noah you tell me to write you, what you most want to hear. i guess you will have to tell me what it is.

Her answer was in response to Noah's last letter where he ended it with, "Write & tell me
what I most want to hear".

Noah might be her fiance, but in each letter he's dancing around the topic of love without admitting much himself. Sure he misses her, but how much? Why can't be tell the woman he loves that he loves her? Does he love her, or is he just lonely out there on the windy prairies where men outnumber women 10 or more to one?

I like Ethel's spunk. On the other hand, we have no idea how Noah proposed, and now I'm wondering if he's ever professed his love.

Do you think Ethel is shy, a tease, or insecure at this point of their courtship?

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1911 Courtship: Apr 2, Dear Ethel

11/18/2012

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You have found the real-life Courtship letters of Ethel Nelson and Noah Draper. The letters are 100 years old and my attempt to post them here is twofold:
1. To allow the Draper and Nelson descendants to see the past through Ethel and Noah's experiences; and
2. For the historical research of living in 1911

For a record of all the courtship letters, see the Genealogy Posts Index.

Author of Letter: Noah Clement Draper (24 yrs old)
Dated: Apr 2 (1911)
Addressed to: Miss E. Nelson, Bellhaven, Ont. (22 yrs old)
Mailed from: Grand Coulee (Saskatchewan)
Relationship: Courting
Profession: Farmer
Writing instrument: Fine point pen, Black ink, but looks blue-grey in places
Writing Paper: Thick, textured, linen-like paper, 9 inches x 6.5 inches. Paper is folded in half, with a front and back page, but inside, the letter is written straight across the full 9 inch width. Although this might have looked good to Noah, it makes for hard reading in pdf form as well as here as a jpeg image.

People mentioned in this letter:
- Percy - Noah's older brother who lives nearby with his family
- Will - William Rigler, married to Noah's sister, Ethel Maud
- Mother - Sarah Sophia Deverell Draper
- Joe Perrault - husband of Eva Amelia - another of Noah's sisters
- Veda Perrault - Joe and Eva Amelia's 16 yr old daughter
- Sadie Nelson - Ethel's 16 yrs old sister
- my man - the hired man - Common at the time for farms to employ and lodge a hired man.
- Coulee boys - men from the area around Grand Coulee, Sask.

Look under the Categories/Labels in the right column for more on posts on the above people.

Cliches/Phrases, etc used in this Letter:
- "talk about time flying"
- "the house that Jack built" (see Genealogy notes below for more info)

Grand Coulee, Ap. 2.

Miss E. Nelson,
      Belhaven, Ont.
Dear Ethel.
     Received your letter Friday
night and was glad to hear
from you. Hope you are well
as this leaves me at present.
     Well Ethel I am still buisy
and guess I always will be.
but I broke away last night
and went into Regina to see
a Hypotnist in the theather
wish you had been along.
had a big time one of the
Coulee boys was in. stayed
all night and got back
in the Coulee in time for
church this morning.
   then went over to Joes for

tea. Percy drove me down last night to catch the train
so I did not have the horse down but sent up word with
Will for my man to drive down after me. He got there
about 6 P.M. So we had tea but did not wait for church
as Mother wanted to get home, as it looked like a storm.
     We still have sleighing here suppose your snow is all
gone by. now.
     Well kid I wish you were here instead of being so far
away. but I guess if nothing happens I will not have
to make such a wish next year at this time.
      It seems like a year since I left the East but it is only about
five weeks. talk about time flying.
     Well i am sorry in a way you did not sell that place
for then your folks might have came out this way and
even if it had only been as far as Winnipeg that would have
better. Eh. You did not say why you did not sell. didn't
the man have the money. I heard your father had his price
shoved under his nose and then changed his mind.
     Suppose Sadie is still going to school. Dont suppose
there is any danger of her failing in her exams.

Veda is going to a Ladies
college in Brandon after Easter
hope she studies & gets some
benefit like I did. Ha. Ha.
Well Ethel I will be glad
when seeding, harvest,
and threshing is past once
more & the house that Jack
built is looking (kind of uppish
& then for the East & you
know the rest so I wont put
it down.
Well I guess I have got
enough scribling for this
time So I will write a line
of x x x -------------------
and call it off for this time
suppose you are in bed now.
so Bye Bye. Write & tell me
what I most want to hear Iremain
Your loving friend. N.C. Draper.

Genealogy Notes

Back in the 1911 Courtship: Mar 14, Dear Ethel post, I spoke of 2 things mentioned here:
- sleighing with lots of photos and info
- Veda Perrault and her hands

In upcoming letters, Noah will talk more about the Brandon ladies college Veda might attend, as well as her hand condition. I have to admit I found the information fascinating.

Noah's reference of "the house that Jack built" had me running to see what he meant. I'd heard the expression before and knew it had something to do with a childrens' book, but couldn't remember exactly what. So I went to Wikipedia and found this:

This Is the House That Jack Built illustrated by Randolph Caldecott ca 1878. Wikipedia photo.

This is the House that Jack Built is what Wikipedia says, "It is a cumulative tale that does not tell the story of Jack's house, or even of Jack who built the house, but instead shows how
the house is indirectly linked to other things and people..."

I call it one of those repetitive songs that annoy you unless you're really in the mood to sing along. It's the song that's being built and not the house, with each line adding something else. Actually, it's similar to The Twelve Days of Christmas so I guess that grand old Christmas song is a cumulative tale as well.

Wikipedia says there are many versions of the British nursery rhyme but these lyrics are the most modern:

This is the house that Jack built.

This is the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat that killed the rat
That ate the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built...

The lyrics go on and on... Click here if you want to see them all.

So tell me... do you like singing cumulative songs?

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1911 Courtship: Apr 2, Dear Noah

11/11/2012

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After a week off to promote some historical fiction, we're back to the real-life story of Ethel Nelson and Noah Draper and their courtship letters of 1911. For a record of all the courtship letters, see the Genealogy Posts Index.

In honour of Remembrance Day, I'm showing you a photo of Noah taken while he served in the Royal Canadian Naval Volunteer Reserve during 1916-1919.

I'm not sure when the photo was taken, so he could have been an Ordinary Seaman (OS), or an Able Seaman (AB) at the time, but it was in a batch of photos in Ethel's treasure box that Noah took while in England.

I'll post the letters and photos of those WW1 war years in chronological order after these.

Author of Letter: Ethel Isabell Nelson, age 21
Dated:   Apr 2, 1911
Addressed to: My Dear Noah (This is the first time either of them has used their given name only, without surname or title. And a first for the endearment to start off the letter.)
Mailed from: Belhaven, Ontario
Relationship: Courting
Profession:  Farmer's Daughter
Writing instrument: Fine point  pen, Black ink
Written on: Slightly thick, textured, linen-like paper, 9 inches x 6.5 inches, folded in half. Ethel has written on the pages in order from 1 to 4, so it reads like a book.

People mentioned in this letter:
- Sadie - Sadie Nelson, Ethel's 16 yrs old sister
- Mr. Flint - James Nelson's hired man
- Bruel's - Maud *Bruel
- Ethel - Ethel Maud Rigler - Noah's older sister
- Hugh Sedore's Family - the Sedore's are related by marriage to Noah via his sister, Ethel Maud Rigler
- Della *Mahoney
- Uncle - whichever one lives en route or in Belhaven

*Look under the Categories/Labels in the right column for more on posts on this person.

Mentioned in this letter: Diphtheria - see Genealogy notes below

Belhaven, Apr 2, 1911,

My Dear Noah, ---
                 Well here I am to scratch
you off another letter, but means
this is my first one I guess this is
not another. (Sadie Lib.)
P.S. I forget to tell you that it
wasn't me that wrote that just
above the first paragraph.
                 Hello! I guess Sadie thot
she would write you a few
lines, as you will see, I got my
paper ready, and off to get my
ink when I came back paper
was gone, So I hunted up some
more. and wandered again,
came back I found a letter
already written to you. So I
guess you are going to get two
                                     this time.

Our hired man, Mr Flint, is
turning the organ up a little
He certainly under stands music
Studied it for nearly nine years.
Is playing a piece. (Love will
not let me go) now (Some blessed
day) --- bye & bye, (eh, Two very fine
pieces.
Have been home all day
so far, but think I will go up
to church to-night. Sadie & I were
to have gone to Bruel's for tea.
Mr Hugh Sedore's have
the Diptheria. We phoned six
times for a Doctor for them before
we could one to come. Sedore was
here the day the Doctor came.

I hope we escape with out it.
Well Easter will soon be here..
Guess I will take a trip up to
see you. (in my mind) How many
eggs may I have if I come?
I'll help you with all that
work you have to - do. Say what
is strawing, anyway. Now don't
laugh at my ignorance. I
guess you know simple me.
            Della Mahoney is down
to Toronto. I wonder what for.
            I wish I could go tenting.
It will be rather cool at present
won't it. Do you stay with
Ethel now? Our hired man ask
Pa if it was oats he had sowed out
         here in this field by the house.

   What kind of a Farmer do
you think he will be?
   Sadie is getting ready to go
over to Uncle's, and she is going
to post this, so guess I will have
to close for this time. Hope this
finds you able to be as busy as ever.
Say the mistakes are in this
letter are not to be counted
                Bye Bye. With Love from
                                           Ethel, xxxxxx
                                                           xxx
                                                             xx
                                                              x
P.S. Can you imagine how slow
        I be, Sadie has gone. and
        here is my letter, so I guess I
        will be in for a walk up to
        Belhaven to-morrow. It'll be
        worth the walk, "eh" if I get your letter.
                                                     (it sure will)

Genealogy Notes

Diphtheria: Since this is an infectious disease and I don't want to give erroneous information, I'm going to quote from the Public Health Agency of Canada website:

Diphtheria is disease that affects primarily the upper respiratory system and is caused by the bacterium Corynebacterium diphtheriae. The bacterium is most commonly spread through person-to-person contact. Diphtheria can be prevented by a vaccine. Canada has included diphtheria in its infant immunization schedule since the 1930's. The success of this program led to a dramatic decline in the number of cases, with very few occurring in Canada since the early 1950s. The National Advisory Committee on Immunization (NACI) recommends immunization against diphtheria.

Some persons infected with diphtheria do not look or feel sick; others develop a sore throat, fever and chills and have difficulty swallowing within 2 to 5 days of becoming infected. This is followed by the formation of a gray, thick membrane at the back of their nose, mouth and/or throat. Complications of the disease include suffocation, paralysis, heart failure, coma and death. One in 10 people with diphtheria die.

Ethel is right to be worried about the disease as it is spread in the same way as the common cold. I can't tell you how many people died - especially children - from diphtheria before a vaccine was discovered. Here are some facts:
- 1924 was the worst year in Canada with 9,000 cases of diphtheria recorded
- diphtheria was one of the most common causes of death in children from 1 to 5 years old
- and again from the Public Health Agency of Canada website: "The number of diphtheria cases is highest during the colder months in temperate zones. In the tropics, seasonal trends are less distinct. In North America, vaccination has greatly reduced the incidence of diphtheria; however, diphtheria was a major problem in countries of the former Soviet Union during the 1990s, with over 150,000 cases and 4500 deaths reported during 1990-1995."

So yes, Ethel should be worried, and yet it's scary how casual she states the fact.

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Carla Olson Gade: Romancing the Snow

11/4/2012

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This week we welcome Carla Olson Gade to Author Memories.

A native New Englander, Carla Olson Gade grew up in an historic Massachusetts town and now lives in rural Maine with her husband and two young adult sons. Her love for writing and eras gone by turned her attention to writing historical Christian romance.

Carla enjoys graphic design, photography, history, and genealogy. And she loves the snow, except when it gets dirty by the end of the winter. Throughout the years, Carla has taught workshops on Biblical topics, genealogy, writing, and adult literacy.

Romancing the Snow
by Carla Olson Gade

Romance:
Marked by the imaginative or emotional appeal of what is
heroic, adventurous, remote, mysterious, or idealized.

A native New Englander, I am no stranger to snow. As a child, I always looked forward to that first snow which seemed like a miracle to me. Catching snowflakes on my tongue as they drifted down from the heavens. Tunneling through snow banks taller than I. We made snow forts and snowmen, and would slide for hours on end down steep hills. It was always worth the long trip climbing back to the top, in snow up to our knees, just to go down one more time. When our mittens were soaked, and feet nearly frozen, we’d go in for a cup of hot chocolate, put on fresh mittens and dry socks and head back outside. We’d make snow angels and imagine that they mysteriously appeared in the unscathed landscape. Or so it seemed. Snow always made everything look fresh and new. Pure, and like a dream. A blank palette for a romantic imagination such as mine.

“As the last belated cloud legions...were passing overhead...they
contribute a few more choice examples of snow crystal architecture
as souvenirs of the skill of the Divine Artist.”
~ Wilson A. "Snowflake" Bentley

Snow, like a story, begins with something so small and delicate and can transform into a wonderland. Like the uniqueness of every individual snowflake, we too, have our own experiences, memories, and stories to be told. Like the times I picnicked beneath the shelter of a bowing pine covered in snow. Desiring to recreate this memory with my own sons when they were young, we took a picnic a short distance from our home following a blizzard. All bundled up, we carried a thermos of cocoa and peanut butter crackers and found a spot underneath a snowy pine. The cozy moment did not last long upon my realization that a badger was snuggled within the trunk of the tree. We let this sleepy creature lay in his wintery cocoon.

In the 19th century, Currier and Ives gave us images of a romantic New England winters with landscapes of sloping hills of snow, ice skating, and horse drawn sleighs. With every picture, I see a story and often long to put words to the scenes portrayed. This notion is cemented for me further as my great-grandfather Amos Currier was a cousin to the famed lithographer Nathaniel Currier. I know that the scenes were often inspired by true events and the culture of rural New England that my ancestors experienced.

"The Road, Winter", N. Currier, 1853

Another ancestral cousin, poet John Greenleaf Whittier, put imagery to pen when he wrote Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl in 1866. The poem recounts his childhood memories of being secluded in their stormy haven, as his family gathered by the warmth of the fireside hearth to hear legends of old, including those of our shared ancestors. Snow-Bound was one of the most popular publications of its day, lending much to the nostalgia for which good folk longed.

All day the gusty north-wind bore
The loosening drift its breath before;
Low circling round its southern zone,
Through dazzling snow-mist shone. . .

And, when the second morning shone,
We looked upon a world unknown,
On nothing we could call our own. . .

Carla Olson Gade: My mother and grandfather on a sleigh ride in 1942.

“There is something soft and tender in the fall of a single snow-flake,
but when it comes out crawling out in the morning and shoveling
away a big drift, it’s ornery, mean and disgusting.”
~ G.L. Adams, The Fowlerville Review, 1879

Each generation has its own recollections, some more romantic than others. The romance is often a myth. Nostalgia at its best. Choosing to hold on to the best memories. Or, looking to the past to redeem a treasure from the deep. Like snow angels and sledding instead of shoveling mountains of heavy wet snow, trudging through the blizzard with a pail of water and grain to feed our horse, recalling the concussion my brother got when the toboggan slammed straight into a tree. Despite the temporary hardships that are endured by so many during nature’s most alarming furies, I must confess that to spend an evening reading by the light of an oil lamp, a candle, or the soft glow of the fireplace, kindles my imagination like nothing else. And, thus, it was for me in my 16th year, during the famed northeast “Blizzard of 1978.”

Hailed the "Storm of the Century," the February blizzard dumped over 27 inches of snow on the Boston area, my family residing directly in its path. The Commonwealth was immobilized and many, like our family were left without heat, electricity, and telephone. The snow drifts were so deep that we could see but 6 inches of antenna of our car which was at the bottom of our driveway. It felt as though we were trapped inside our house, but the sun shone and we ventured outdoors to dig out after the two day storm. I recall walking uptown on the snowy streets, absent of vehicles, dragging our sled so we could return with groceries; providing any stores were open in our small community. Our historic town with clapboard homes and steepled church was clad in white. So picturesque, surreal even, like a Currier and Ives scene. And so pleasant, as many typically reserved New England neighbors greeted one another along the way. And though many were trapped on the interstate by the snowy onslaught and cities shut down for a week, I cling to my own experiences. But I could never keep from wondering how a great snow would affect those who lived in earlier times. Though their lives were not reliant on electricity and such, tremendous snow still created significant hardship . . . and perhaps other romantic notions.

18th century woodblock print depicting The Great Snow of 1717.

I’ll leave you with a true tale of my 9th great-grandparents Abraham Adams & Abigail Peirce who endured “The Great Snow” of 18th century Massachusetts.

The year 1717 “is rendered memorable, by the unusual quantity of snow, which fell on the twentieth and twenty-fourth of February. In these two storms, the earth was covered with snow, from ten to fifteen feet, and, in some places, to twenty feet, deep. Many one-story houses were covered, and, in many places, paths were dug, from house to house, under the snow. Many visits were made, from place to place, by means of snow shoes, the wearers having first stepped out of their chamber windows, on these excursions. ‘Love,’ we know, ‘laughs at locksmiths,’ and, of course, will disregard a snow-drift. Tradition informs us, that a Mr. Abraham Adams, wishing to visit his ‘ladye love,’ Miss Abigail Peirce, mounted his snow shoes, took a three miles’ walk, for that purpose, and entered her residence as he left his own, namely, by the chamber window. He was the first person the family had seen from abroad, for more than a week. Cotton Mather has left in writing a particular account of ‘the great snow,’ and the many marvels and prodigies attending it.”

(From: A Sketch of the History of Newbury, Newburyport, and West Newbury, from 1635 to 1845 By Joshua Coffin, Joseph Bartlett, 1845)

“As mighty a snow, as perhaps has been known
in the memory of man, is at this time lying on the ground.”
~ Cotton Mather, early American preacher and historian

Carla Olson Gade: My ancestor’s home in Newbury, MA (Spencer-Peirce-Little House, c. 1690 which was covered in snow up to the second floor in 1717. Photo courtesy: Karen Lynch. http://www.karenlynchphotos.com/

Have you ever been in a blizzard or other great snow?

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Colonial Courtships:
Carving a Future by Carla Olson Gade
Barbour Publishing, October 2012

Unexpected adventure catches the Ingersoll
brothers by surprise-and brings unexpected love into their lives. Nathaniel has his sights set on becoming a master figurehead carver, until he risks everything for a woman. Jonathan's merchant trade and his new love are in jeopardy from a brother's animosity. Micah expects to settle down to peace after a life of fighting on the frontier but finds a young woman hiding from an abductor. Alden is press-ganged into tending an ailing naval captain, then catches sight of the captain's fetching niece. Will the unexpected end in four courtships?

The novella collection begins with Carving a Future, set in 1753. Ship figurehead carver Nathaniel Ingersoll has apprenticed for many years under his Uncle Phineas and hopes to become a master ship carver in his own right. Indentured servant Constance Starling arrives on the Connecticut coast too ill for anyone to accept. Has Nathaniel jeopardized the future he has worked hard to achieve for the welfare of a weakly servant?

Excerpt: http://carlagade.com/CarvingaFutureChapter%201.pdf

Carla is the author of the Heartsongs Presents novel, The Shadow Catcher's Daughter, as well as the novella “Carving a Future” in Colonial Courtships. Carla is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers.

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