In Which We
Discuss Hitty: Her First Hundred
Years
Written by Rachel Field, illustrated by Dorothy Lathrop
HITTY
Her First Hundred Years
Week of
Chapter Twelve: In
Which I Go Into Camphor, Reach
A Doll of Fashion:
Life is
changing once again for Hitty. Clarissa
is now twelve years old and too old for a doll.
She has gone away to boarding school and Hitty has been packed
away in
camphor. Hitty spends more than two
years packed away in the attic but eventually the box in which she is
located is
sent to a cousin’s home in
Hitty will
become Miss Pinch’s masterpiece, her proof that she is a
fashionable dressmaker
and not merely a seamstress. She worked
on the
Hitty
still has the chemise that Phoebe made and Miss Pinch thought it a
remarkably
fine piece of linen cloth. When Miss
Pinch completes Hitty’s wardrobe, Hitty is at a loss for words to
describe her
new attire. She has become a doll of
fashion thanks to Miss Pinch’s exceptional skills.
Despite all the warnings she had heard from
the families of both Little Thankful and Clarissa Pryce, she is very
pleased to
be as well dressed as the people in Godey’s Lady’s Book.
One day
while admiring her appearance in the mirror, the door opened and in
walked
Isabella Rensselaer. Isabella looked
Hitty over carefully and took her downstairs and told her mother
“I mean to
have her, for Miss Pinch is too old and ugly to play with dolls.” An argument ensued between Isabella, her
mother, and Miss Pinch; and finally Mr. Rensselaer put things right by
declaring that the Rensselaers would purchase Hitty and recommend Miss
Pinch to
a modiste’s establishment on
Hitty was
especially happy with this decision. She
enjoyed Isabella very much and Isabella favored Hitty over all her
other
dolls. Hitty accompanied Isabella
wherever she went, even to dancing lessons.
She also had the opportunity to meet the famous Charles Dickens,
author
of Nicholas Nickleby, which Mr. Rensselaer read to Isabella every night. At their meeting, Isabella was so excited to
meet Mr. Dickens that she dropped Hitty right at his feet.
He picked Hitty up and returned her to
Isabella and for months to come Hitty would be the doll that had been
held in
the very important right hand of Mr. Dickens (his writing hand).