Name/Title
Letter Sept 1, 1912 to Sue Pierson Howell from Anna CraftEntry/Object ID
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Sue Pierson, Annie V CraftDescription
Glen Cove, N. Y.
Sept. 1, 1912
Dear Sue:—
How are you after the pageant? You worked so hard that I am afraid you were all used up. If I were rich I would have a medal struck for all those who did so much on that memor-able occasion and you and Lucille and Harry and Lizzie and Magaret should have them big as a dinner plate. It was really a big thing and you were the ones who put it through.
The Bull family is the first I ever heard of to have a pageant all by themselves and they got it up without any professional assistance which makes it all the more wonderful. Isn’t
the account in the Independent Republican good? That Mrs. Seaman is a bright woman and she looked so much better in the old time dress than in a shirt waist. The "Herald" to-
day had an account of it too with a picture of the wedding scene and Jane just coming up with the warming pan. She looked so nice in the old time costume too. I believe the dresses were much prettier 200 or 100 years ago than now. Have the programs that I put up in Aunt Anna's room been sent to the subscribers yet? If not, and if you are all too busy to attend to it, drop me a line and I will get the list from Jesse Bull and address the folders and get some of your little Indians to lick them up. Or perhaps I could get envelopes that would just fit and would not need licking, only pushing the flap inside. Ed, Evelyn and Mamma reached home early Thursday afternoon with out any mishaps and
seem to have had the time of their lives. Ed says Mamma broke right loose when she found she was in front of cousin Emily Youngs' place on the way up and she continued to "yip it up" until she was nearly home. Ed has pickled peaches till he is black in the face and Evelyn helps him. Laura is still lamenting that she couldn't get up to the "doings" but I hate to think of the state she would have been in if she had met with the picnic cake; she is still suffering from the dinner at Burling's two weeks ago to-night. and has a fever sore
as big as a postage stamp. It is very late and I must stop, but I wish I could see you for an hour or two and talk things over. It was really such a big thing that small annoy ances don't count.
Sincerely
Annie V. Craft
