Hitty Geneva's Visit to Jane
It seems lately that Geneva's travels have sent her further and further south and now she is in the Deep South - the Heart of Dixie. There are a number of bad habits she may fall prey to, but we shall discourage spittin' and chawin', Rebel yells (indoors, at least, they are, as are bagpipes, instruments of war...)and the ingestion of large quantities of fried foods. (What's better'n cake? Fried cake!) Rather, I hope she enjoys the fine manners of the folks in the South, a slower pace with more time for visitin', porch-sittin' and swappin' stories. Perhaps she'll develop a fondness for green boiled peanuts. Who can tell? She was born in Georgia, so I'm quite sure that she has a native gentility. We shall, of course, introduce her to the South's best kept secret...Alabama's Chilton County peaches are far superior to those of their neighboring state to the East... Jane |
I travel with Jane & Edward to Atlanta
I am greeted by Hitty Hays
Dolls among the salt & pepper
Many Hittys & Beccasine are there to greet me
Early morning in Philadelphia. The "Dollies Three" slide
down the cellar door at the Todd House.
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to find out why "dollies" might so enjoy this tour.
Hitty Geneva Grace and Hitty Sequoia pose in Independence Hall
in the very room where the
Declaration of Independence was signed.
Geneva, Sequoia and Toby rest from their tour of Philadelphia
in the Long Gallery at Independence Hall.
"Ben" there...done that.... Not so unexpected though - in
the Visitor's Center, there was an old wooden doll unearthed from an equally
unpleasant resting place.
A charming house for three.
Betsy Ross and her companion, Ben Franklin's daughter, loved and appreciated
the wooden girls.
