Moving…

December 16th, 2011

Yes, it is true. This blog is moving to a new location. For a time, all of the many entries here will be left in place.

All new blog entries will be posted to a new Google web blog.

You will be able to sign up as a “follower” or simply follow posts via e-mail or an RSS download notification. I hope you will enjoy the features of the new blog! The new link is:

http://quiltsandmusings.blogspot.com

My new book is to be officially released on December 28, 2011. Look for it on amazon, around the world, and in fine book stores and museum shops near you!

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications – an educational website and
Pat Cummings: The Quilter’s Muse blog

Do You Believe in Fairy Tales?

December 16th, 2011

As a child, occasionally my mother would bring out an oversized book that was loaded with the most beautiful and mysterious-looking art work I had ever seen at that tender age. The book’s name was simply The Fairy Tale Book. My mother safeguarded it by keeping it in her bedroom on the lower shelves of an antique desk that had been passed down through my father’s family. I am still enchanted with the illustrations to this day!

Childhood is a wonderful time when we believe most anything can come true. Somehow, the “Easter Bunny” can bring chocolates and jelly beans to the home of every child and somehow, hop right into one’s house and hide the basket containing them. Likewise, a jolly middle-aged plump man who has been overly-fond of his wife’s cookies can somehow manage to squeeze down many chimneys after being conveyed to rooftops via a sled that travels throughout the entire world, bringing toys to “good little children.”

early school picture

Early school picture

Looking back, I am happy that my parents “lied” to me. I am thankful for the stories and all the fairy tales that allowed me to explore the edges of my own imagination and to learn that art can transport us all to a wonderful place, if only in our own mind’s eye. Isn’t that what good art is supposed to do?

So many tales convey powerful symbolism and could give any child hope! Who isn’t awkward and unsure of oneself when merely a child? I was a shy, frail and sickly child who missed a lot of school because of many childhood illnesses. If there was anything to catch, I would come down with it… from chicken pox, mumps, measles, scarlet fever and injuries galore from dog bites to other emergencies that required professional care. I never felt quite at home in my own body. If nothing else, I always felt like the ugly duckling that did not quite fit in with the rest of the pack. It is amazing now to consider how I felt as a child compared to attitudes I now feel as a self-assured competent middle-aged woman who can readily see that my life has really made a difference.

me in a snowdrift

“Patti” – when “I” still believed that it was possible for my uncle to bring me back a penguin from the Antarctic where he served in the Army

The best part of life is right now. All of the problems and issues of the past have just melted away and are relegated to the past. For one thing, many people who were obstacles to my happiness have passed on. Some of the overwhelming issues are no more.

Fairy tales can and do come true. The key is perseverance and the belief that if we continually work toward a brighter tomorrow, great things can happen! During our darkest hours, we cannot even begin to imagine any change for the better. After all, each of us has to live with TODAY. Tomorrow is never real until it has arrived.

Today is our only reality but also, it is a culmination of all of our yesterdays. Furthermore, tomorrow holds a potential fairy tale outcome for all of us. It is possible to find a prince and live happily ever after.

Fairy tales just present the possibilities. It is up to each of us to shape tomorrow and help to make our own dreams come true or, in my case, live a life that even exceeds my own former high expectations. Life is good! Be happy by choosing happiness in spite of any personal circumstances. Revisit your own fanciful imagination that indwells in every child and re-learn the ability to be amazed by Life! Yes, there really is a Santa! He is the spirit of joy that is alive and well in the hearts of those who believe.

Peace,

Patricia Cummings

Good News All Around: War Over / My New Book Being Shipped

December 15th, 2011

Ann Curry of MSNBC announced on Facebook this morning that the war in Iraq officially ended last night. The final statistics, as she reports them are: a war that lasted almost 9 years, 4,476 U.S. military deaths, and a cost of $800 billion dollars. Now, the troops are coming home!

On a much smaller scale of importance but nonetheless of utmost intrigue to me is the news that my latest book, Sweetheart & Mother Pillows 1917-1945, is currently being shipped from booksellers. This 128 page book with 247 photos is about historic military collectible pillow covers from World War I, World War II and the C.C.C. camps.

Featured are points of history suggested by the pillow covers themselves, as well as tales of the personal heroism of military men from generals to enlisted personnel. The photos of the pillow covers are just so breathtaking! The book will appeal to many people, including but not limited to anyone who has ever served in the military or knows someone who has served; those who love American history; antique fanciers: dealers and collectors, English and History teachers as well as students and professors of textiles; and anyone who loves graphic design or the arts. A price guide and care guide are included.

I appreciate all the support of everyone who helped to create this beautiful and historically-important one-of-a kind book, a landmark study that has never been done before.

The other part of the equation is you, the reader. I created this book so that you can enjoy seeing this wonderful examples of these little-known textiles that help us to celebrate, remember and appreciate the personal sacrifices of our wars, their greater meanings, and the heroes and common folk who were affected by them. This book represents America at its finest hour, when it was still forming the ideas and ideals that continue to shape our ideas of democracy in the 21st century.

Amazon (US) and other amazon sellers around the world join the many vendors who are stocking this book. The contents are particularly of interest to anyone who lives in France or Japan, as some pillow covers made in those countries are among the ones featured.

Patricia Cummings

Interesting Situation Unearthed by Research

December 14th, 2011

Last year, my son made an amazing discovery! After tracking the geneaology of every ancestor in our family tree, he learned the story of the our first Irish ancestors who emigrated to the United States when they were young. Patrick Grace, most probably from County Kilkenny, was born in 1841. It seems that after he worked for a time at the U.S. Mint in Philadelphia, he made his way to the northeast, eventually settling in the Blackstone Valley where textile manufacturing work was plentiful.

Patrick worked in a felt mill in that area, but after he married Ann McNally, the couple relocated to Lawrence, Massachusetts for a time, following mill work there. Later, they moved back to Blackstone, Massachusetts and that is where they settled for the rest of their lives. James Gorham notes that the death certificates he has accessed indicate that many family members succumbed at an early age, due to medical problems brought on by adverse working conditions in the mills. The worst problems were caused by exposure to the toxic fumes of rubber mills but with their poor ventilation, airborne cotton linters and other occupational hazards, textile mills offered both a hot and a dangerous line of work.

James Gorham at McNally grave

James Gorham (my son) stands at the McNally family gravestone in Blackstone, MA. The monument to his great-great grandparents, Patrick and Ann (McNally) Grace, who are buried in the same cemetery, is among the missing, a situation he would like to rectify.

The plot thickens! Last year, James showed my husband and I the McNally family gravestone. He was able to determine that Patrick and Ann Grace (my great grandparents) were communicants of St. Paul’s Church in Blackstone and they are both listed as being buried in the church cemetery. After wearing his shoe leather thin, walking and scanning all of the gravestones, James was unable to find a headstone for the Graces. After further inquiry, he contacted the church and learned that many of its records were lost when the church burnt to the ground in the (1920s). During World War II, the cemetery was untended and the grave markers in the oldest section were lost. That is where it is assumed my ancestors are buried.

James would love to be able to purchase a stone on behalf of the folks who sought a better life here in America. Donations from family members or any other willing party will be gratefully accepted. At the moment, he has raised $250 dollars, a sum that falls far short of the amount needed to buy any kind of grave marker. We hope that by this coming Spring, he will have donations sufficient enough to purchase a monument. It would be very pleasing to honor these poor immigrants who lived and died while building the America we know today. I am proud of these Irish ancestors and can only imagine how difficult it was to leave such a beautiful country as Ireland to work in the sweat shops of America.

Patricia (Grace) Cummings
pat@quiltersmuse.com

The Weather and Other Considerations in New England: Musings

December 1st, 2011

The frequent weather changes in New England are excellent! After all, they give the locals something to chaw about and speculate on. In the midst of the heat wave last summer, with unbearable humidity, I knew that the day would soon be coming when we would not only have to pay for heat again but that we would play the insane game of turning the thermostat up and then turning it back down, again and again, trying to reach an optimal level of comfort. Hitting just the right temperature to suit everyone is always a challenge!

This morning at the breakfast table our thoughts turned to the drafty churches of old New England where people would file in to take up space in their own designated pew for which they paid “pew rent.” Accompanying them would often be a metal box into which had either been shoveled hot coals or a heated piece of Soapstone that holds heat and will radiate it for hours. The latter would have been the optimal choice in light of those ministers who could never seem to have enough time or enough words to really describe what Hell and its fires would be like and why people should live a good life, avoiding all temptations of liquor, loose women, and the waste of time and money. As a snide aside, I offer the reflection that our politicians today could take a lesson from their words.

I mentioned to Jim that Christmas songs celebrate the sleigh and yet the idea is such an anachronism today that young people probably just can’t even relate to the concept. We began talking about how long it took to get from here to there. I pointed out that Sarah Josepha Hale’s husband had died of pneumonia after struggling to reach home during a sudden blizzard in which he found himself, unexpectedly. Today, the journey he took from Guild to Newport, NH would take about five minutes in a car.

New Englanders are a rather self-sufficient lot. We like our baked beans, our REAL maple syrup, and people who can look us in the eye and not tell lies. We like situations that are straightforward and deals that are fair or “right as rain,” as we say! The old-timers among us still cling to their old ways of thinking including “a day’s pay for a day’s work,” “mind your own business,” and don’t covet material things that you don’t have. Make do, repair as needed, and re-create items that have become too worn to salvage.

We recycle everything we can. For example, my mother’s pride and joy was a Maple coffee table. It was lovely, sturdy and sat in a state of ruination for years because acid from the batteries in her radio had leaked and eaten through the finish on one end of the top surface. To buy a table that well made today, one would pay a fortune. It is rather handy being married to a man who can restore furniture. I saved this piece after my mother died, hoping that it could be refinished. Jim has been steadily working on this project and after several coats of finish, the table will be as good as new again to last for the rest of our lifetimes and with any luck, beyond. If you are a good steward of the items that have come your way, you will never “want.”

Winter time is a great time to be introspective, to enjoy being “home bodies,” and to not leave the house unless there is a compelling reason to do so. I am more than happy to work at home! The hatches are battened down so bring on the chill of winter, the snow, and the icing winds! We can take it! Oh! It’s not that I have not lived in warmer climes. They have their advantages, but I’m a New Hampshire girl at heart, born and raised in the Granite State, a state that makes REAL men and hearty women! I sing her praises and I would not consider living anywhere else again, for nothin’!

Patricia Cummings

Do Amish Quilts have a Welsh Connection?

November 25th, 2011

In 2001, when I participated in a quilt history study course at the University of Nebraska, Lincoln, I heard the first mention of Amish Quilts having a possible link to the Welsh quilting tradition. It was a matter of time before someone decided to undertake a study and that someone is the renowned quilt scholar, Dorothy Osler. We are looking forward to reading her latest book, offered right now on amazon at a pre-publication price. We have ordered it! Thought maybe you’d like to know about this book – thus the announcement! It isn’t often that a really high quality quilt history book that is not just a rehash of past knowledge is added to the mix these days. This one looks very promising! I’ve place a link to amazon so you can read more about it!

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications – our main website

Another Textile Mystery

November 18th, 2011

While browsing in an antiques store recently, I spotted a large plastic “baggie” that held a number of little stuffed figures: dolls that depict former times. Enchanted by them, I brought them home. They look as though they were made from printed fabric that was purchased by the yard, the figures cut out, sewn and stuffed. They are rather charming. On some of them, there is single digit number visible on the bottom. I set them upright in a basket of raffia so they would stand up straight! Here is a photo.

pioneer family stuffed dolls
Family of stuffed pioneer dolls

If anyone has any knowledge about these dolls, I would love to hear from you. Write to: pat@quiltersmuse.com Thanks!

Patricia Cummings

Book Offers Recipes from the Civil War

November 13th, 2011

Civil War Recipes is the name of a book that offers collected recipes that were published originally in Godey’s Lady’s Book, a popular journal edited by one of New Hampshire’s own: Sarah Josepha Hale. Recipes (or receipts, as they were called then) reflect the diverse tastes of Americans, both in the North and in the South. As the war progressed, food became more scarce, especially in the South, due to blockades and destruction of crops and livestock by Union troops. Prices for available food escalated and people were forced to eat whatever was “edible” that was available.

As a lover of blackberries, the recipe for Blackberry Syrup caught my attention. It calls for “as many pints” of extracted juice from ripe berries, as sugar. To the boiled mixture, one is told to add “half a gill of fourth-proof brandy to each quart of syrup.” A commercial version of this product was introduced by Gail Borden, the first food manufacturer to condense milk. The book notes that condensed blackberry juice was distributed to soldiers in Union hospitals.

Alcohol sometimes helped to counter bacterial infections and as noted in many reference books on Civil War medicine, soldiers often succumbed to dysentery. With their chronic diarrhea, many soldiers learned to “shoot from a squatting position” as noted in one source, a standing joke at that time.

Civil War Recipes is full of quaint dishes. It features some types of food that are not common fare today such as “Beef’s Tongue,” “To “Devil” Turkey,” and “Lobster Rissoles.” The author adds research notes to many of the recipes, adding background information and other updates. Some of the recipes are surprising. “The Christening Cake” (1860) calls for five pounds of flour, three pounds of butter, five pounds of currants (dried before the fire), sixteen eggs and other ingredients. It is amusing now to read the instruction to work the butter by hand until it becomes cream-like. This idea is a flashback to the time when butter was homemade and not readily available in a neat little package at the local store.

If you love to read historical recipes, this book is for you!

Patricia Cummings

A Salute to Veterans – Thank You for Your Service to America

November 10th, 2011

On November 11, citizens of the United States will enjoy a national holiday to honor veterans, those brave men and women who set aside their civilian lives for a time to defend America and the ideals of democracy that were envisioned by our founding fathers. In towns and cities across the country, there will be parades and ceremonies. Those who have lost loved ones due to their military engagement will perhaps lay a wreath at a grave, revisit old family photos, or just quietly but proudly remember the life of the military member they once knew. If you enjoy freedom, it is important to realize that nothing in life is free, even freedom. Everything has its price and anything worth having is worth fighting to defend.

military postcard
Collected vintage postcard with patriotic theme

We honor the fallen but at the same time we recognize and salute the many wounded veterans who have come home battle-weary. In some instances, the injuries they suffered are not readily apparent to the casual viewer. Some suffer from flashbacks, revisiting the psychological terror and trauma they endured. They have been changed by the experiences of war, unwittingly, unwillingly, and unalterably. Adversity can make a person stronger but for every seemingly strong person one meets, the level of suffering they have experienced is not quantifiable. Like iron heated in the fire’s flame, they have often been tempered and transformed. Suffering is something that is deeply personal. Many of our veterans have sacrificed their very limbs and and good health status in exchange for the greater good of their countrymen. Their honor lies in service to ideals that transcend personal considerations of comfort.

Even those who have not seen a battle during their military career deserve our respect. They have stood, ready to be of assistance at a moment’s notice. While we are thanking our veterans we should also consider the sacrifices of their spouses and children on the home front who have no choice but to maintain life “as usual” while missing their military loved one’s presence. Personal sacrifice and dedication are the watchwords that surround the lives of military personnel and their families.

On this one day in November, we gather as a country to simply say, “Thank you.”

Veterans: thank you for your commitment, your service and your quest to keep our country free from those who seek to do it harm. God bless you and God bless America, land of the free and home of the brave!

Patricia Cummings, author of the new book, Sweetheart & Mother Pillows 1917-1945 (a book about military pillow collectibles from World War I & II and the years of the C.C.C.), available in December, worldwide.

What is in a Turn of a Phrase?

November 6th, 2011

In a recent news broadcast, it was mentioned that someone used the term “Indian giver” and the Native Americans objected. If you wonder as I did where the term originated, visit this file on Wikipedia. You will learn that this terminology is not new but has a history that is centuries long. I am sure that the words have become so commonplace in the English language that most people do not stop and consider that they may be politically incorrect in using them.

Likewise, the term “to jew someone down” is often heard. I suppose anyone who belongs to the Jewish faith would be extremely perturbed at the phrase and indeed, I have heard of some people who do take offense. Commonly, it means to bargain for a more favorable price. Jews were always astute businessmen, a statement that does not seem to be a stereotype when we look at history. In Spanish society, they comprised a valuable class of traders… that is until the Spanish Inquisition came along and either tried to convert them all to Christianity, expel them or murder them. Yes, Jews have a long history of being persecuted. No wonder the phrase evokes a feeling of being picked on yet again.

My point is this: people are very sensitive to language but when one stops and thinks about this matter for awhile, language is constantly being transformed. Many new words have come into the English language in the last 50 years due to new activities. One of those is “camping.” It is such a new word, there is no equivalent in Spanish. It is called simply “el camping.” The space age engendered new words, too. I was around when folks FIRST started saying “okay,” mimicking the talk of astronauts! Wars create slang words that stay in place and each war has generated its own set of new words as well as phrases with newly-assigned meanings.

A book that I find fascinating is called War Slang: American Fighting Words & Phrases Since the Civil War by Paul Dickson. For your convenience, here is a link if you’d like to check it out. This volume provides many insights as to where terms originated and it is an amusing reference book.

“Bonny Charley” Textile Elicits Search for Provenance

November 3rd, 2011

“Bonny Charley” Textile and Song
Raise Questions as to Provenance

by Patricia L. Cummings, quilt historian/textile specialist

Recently, a reader sent me photos of a red and white monochrome printed textile. Featured on it is a main design and four corner scenes evoking the four (named) seasons. Traditional French toile fabric often featured similar countryside scenes related to this same theme of changing seasons of the year. The main design is enclosed within a center circle and shows a handsome suitor in buckled shoes strolling with a maiden wearing an apron. This central medallion area is set off by a bead-like line composed of conjoined small circles that creates a visual division that separates it from the four corner scenes (labeled with the individual names of the four seasons) on this 28″ square piece of cloth.

rare textile with song lyrics

A rare textile, possibly from the late 18th century or early 19th century

Beneath the featured couple appear the lyrics to a three verse song titled “Bonny Charley.” My research reveals that the score for this song (for piano and voice) was collected by Lester S. Levy, a sheet music collector who donated his entire collection to John Hopkins University. In citations found on the university’s website, it is revealed that the composer/writer is not known and that this ephemera that consists of two pages may have an English provenance as do others in Box 29-31 in the collection. See http:levysheetmusic.mse.jhu.edu/

The verses, as transcribed from the textile, are:

O dearly do I love to rove
among the fields of barley
Twas there that Charley told his love
The blithe the winsome Charley:
Then he so sud and he so wood:
And marriage was the parley.
What could I do but buckle too
With bonny bonny Charley.

Cho5

I ken the lasses rue the day
I sought the fields of barley;
And strive to win from me away,
The heart of winsome Charley.
But ah, how vain they cannot gain;
His love by all their parley:
And now they see he woos but me
My bonny bonny Charley.

Cho5

O ilka blessing on the laird
That owns the fields of barley;
And ken I him alone regard
For his winsome Charley”
The genteel youth with purest truth
So woos me late and early.
I cant withstand to give my hand
To bonny bonny Charley.

Cho5

Chorus

O, my bonny, bonny boy
Bonny Charley
O, my bonny, bonny boy
Bonny Charley.

On the sheet music, “&c.” appears, instead of “Cho5” after each verse.

lyrics
Song lyrics

In looking at the words, the poem/song appears to be of Scottish origin. For example, the verb “ to ken” means “to know” and is often used in Scotland. “Ken” shows up in the song “Work of the Weavers” that I recorded some time ago for a music file on this website.

The term of endearment, “bonny,” was first in use in Scotland and Northern England during the fifteenth century, according to The New Oxford American Dictionary, and may have its etymological roots in the French word “bon,” which means “good.” It is often used in a poetic or literary sense.

The words on the textile are written in an archaic form of English script in which the consonant “s” looks more like “f.” At first glances, the word “lasses” looks like “laffes” to the untrained eye.

With the English and Scottish clues present, the historic figure of “Prince Bonnie Charlie” came to mind, even though I realized that the spelling of the name “Bonny Charley” on the actual textile differed. I chalked it up to poetic license or to the idea that the textile may have been manufactured after the death of the prince whose life became romanticized as a kind of tragic but lovable personage after the 1746 defeat of the army he had mustered in Scotland to rise up against the English.

Perhaps I was just tilting at windmills to try to make this historic connection. I have consulted a number of books and found nothing about this particular printed textile. It could be a commemorative print that celebrates Prince Charlie’s life or as one dealer/expert in textiles declared, it could have just been manufactured as a whimsical handkerchief that does not have any greater significance. He warned me that it would be a thankless task to try to link this textile to Bonnie or Bonny Prince Charlie. In the meantime, I am trying to follow up on other clues such as the name “Ruffet” that appears on the surface of the cloth. Was this the designer, the manufacturer, or the engraver? The question remains unanswered and all attempts to learn more about Ruffet have so far failed.

Who Is the Historic Figure in Question?
“Bonny Prince Charlie” is the affectionate name given by the people of England and Scotland to Prince Charles Edward Louis John Casimir Sylvester Severino Maria Stuart (1720-1788), also referred to as “the Young Pretender.” He was the son of James Stuart, dubbed the “Old Pretender,” and also grandson of James II, King of England/also designated as James VII of Scotland who was deposed by William of Orange. Prince Charles Stuart was the last of the Stuart line to be a claimant of the British throne.

A look at the life of Prince Charles is fascinating. He is mainly remembered for his attempts to attempt to reinstate England as an officially Catholic country by mustering 6,000 Scottish troops who fought on his behalf. Prince Charlie traveled to Scotland in July 1745 and made his way to Edinburgh where he was named King James VIII of Scotland. The following September, he led successful battles at Preston Paris and at Falkirk. Boldly, he led the Battle of Culloden on April 16, 1746 that ended in a defeat, the last battle to have ever been fought on English soil.

The Battle of Culloden was the result of a war of ideas between the Hanoverians and the Jacobites, not between England and Scotland, per se. Read more about these two factions at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacobitism and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_of_Hanover.
After his defeat at Culloden, Charlie found safe harbor in homes across Scotland for five months. He eventually made his way to refuge in France where he lived as an expatriate.

Song Tributes
He has been well-celebrated in various songs. One has been documented as having been written almost a century after his death. The “Skye Boat Song” features words written by Sir Harold Boulder in 1884 and a traditional musical air collected by Annie McLeod in the 1870s. The lyrics make direct reference to the now famous woman “Flora” [MacDonald] who aided the Prince’s escape from Uist to the Isle of Skye and the second two lines of the first verse say: “Carry the lad that’s born to be king/Over the sea to Skye.”

The verses that follow are offer more explicit connections to Prince Charlie include a mention of the Battle of Culloden and its results:

Tho’ the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep
Ocean’s a royal bed.
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head

Many’s the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield

When the night came, silently lay
Dead on Culloden’s field

Burned are our homes, exile & death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet e’er the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again.

I note that again the proper name here is “Charlie” not “Charley” as is presented on the textile. The song book Rise Up Singing incorrectly states that Charlie was a child when he was escorted to safety by Flora. He was born in 1720 and the Battle of Culloden was conducted in April 1746, making him about 26 years old at the time!

“Will ye no come home again” Song
Likewise, another song was prepared in recognition of Charlies hiding in France. This song is based on a Scottish poem by Carolina Oliphant (Lady Nairne) and utilizes a traditional Scottish folk tune for its musical score. It was written sometime after the Battle of Culloden and has experienced transmogrifications over the years. A version of it was sung by (the late) Irish singer/Tommy Makem who emigrated from Ireland to the United States and spent many years living in Dover, New Hampshire. A prolific songwriter, some of his original songs have been presumed to have an older Irish tradition. He performed solo and with the Clancy Brothers.

“The Bonnie Banks o’ Loch Lomond”
Another song linked to Prince Charles and the Jacobite rebellion of 1745 is most commonly referred to simply as “Loch Lomond.” Viewed as a song of lost love that states that two people will never meet again a verse in the original poem says this: “For my love’s heart brake in twa, when she kenned the Cause’s fa / And she sleeps where there’s never nane shall waken.”

One interpretation of these words is that a true love’s heart will break in two as a result of knowing the “Cause’s” father, perhaps “Charlie?,” father of the Jacobite uprising. The recurrent theme of the chorus is that “they” will never meet again [in Scotland]. The reference to “high road” and “low road” also have an in-built historical meaning according to the following online resource:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Bonnie_Banks_o’_Loch_Lomond

Provenance of Textile
The aunt of Robert Cuellar found the printed textile at Woodward and Lothrup, a former high-end department store located in Washington, D.C. In 1973. That day, she purchased the framed textile believed to be a handkerchief or neckerchief framed under glass.

As an aside, the history of the store is interesting in itself. Samuel Walter Woodward (1848-1917) and Alvin Mason Lothrup (1847-1912) founded the store in Chelsea, Massachusetts but later moved its location to the capitol in 1880. Eventually, the store was sold for $277 million dollar in 1985 to a man who was a shopping mall entrepreneur.

In late October 2011, the present owner contacted me to ask if I knew the country of origin or could provide any other clues as to the date of this handkerchief/neckerchief.

The owner previously consulted another (unnamed) textile specialist who thought that it might have been manufactured between 1780 and 1820, a broad range of dates. I considered the possibility that this textile is a reproduction and since it was purchased during the twentieth century at a department store location, we cannot rule out that possibility although it does not seem likely. Several other textile experts have looked at this item and believe there is no reason to doubt that it may be authentic, made from the 1810′s-1840s, according to one source.

Pleasant Foray into Research Topic
For me, the textile has sent me on a research quest to find answers. So far, nothing definitive about this textile’s provenance has been forthcoming. With no supporting evidence, this has been my own trip of supposition. However, I uncovered some interesting facts. It is interesting to note that one online site mentions that Bonnie Prince Charlie is second only to Jesus in the number of times he is mentioned in writings of the English language. He is also referred to as the “Young Chevalier,” probably due to his connections with France. The novel Waverly by Walter Scott is based on his story. The book Hansford: a tale of Bacon’s rebellion by St. George Tucker provides the lyrics to yet another song dedicated to “Charlie.”

Young Charley is a merry prince; he’s come unto his own,
And long and merrily may he fill his martyred father’s throne;
With merry laughter may he drown old Nelly’s whining grown,
And when he dies bequeath his crown to royal flesh and bone.
Like a merry King of England,
And England’s merry King.

The original song has three more verses and an additional verse, added by a bard, is featured in the Bacon book. Today, this book is available via print-on-demand by the Expresso Book Machine. See: http://net.ondemandbooks.com/google/XGoeAAAAAMAAJ
Prices range from USD $10.25 – $12 dollars (plus shipping).

At the very least, I believe that one could safely call this textile a “conversational print,” a term that is typically given to any textile that would evoke a “conversation.” If this is indeed an early textile, it was made via a type of intaglio work related to etching in which fine lines could be incorporated or if this stems from a date later than 1783 when Thomas Bell in Scotland invented cylinder/roller printing using engraved rollers to print on cotton. The engravings were all done by hand until the nineteenth century!

Country of Provenance/Date Still Unknown
As to country of provenance, was this textile manufacturer in France, England or Scotland? All three countries are likely possibilities. Right now, I have only found clues. I am wondering if there is information printed on the edge of the textile, as suggested by one individual I contacted. Perhaps, some wording is currently obscured by the frame. The name of the manufacturer or country of origin may be printed there or possibly a date. If more information is uncovered via further investigation by the owner of this textile or a reader’s direct knowledge, or the “find” of a photo in a resource book, or some other discovery, I shall update this file. I have learned a great deal so far (although nothing to back my initial impression). As always, I am always appreciative of the chance to try to learn more about wonderful pieces held in collections. If anyone has more information about this particular textile, please contact me at: pat@quiltersmuse.com

Update on 11/4/2011: Robert Cuellar took the textile out of the frame, as I suggested, and states, “I found that this handkerchief is marked Williamsburg Fabric by Williamsburg Restoration, Inc.” Williamsburg Restoration CW 4xx is a trademark of the Colonial Williamsburg Foundation which creates “decorative textile fabric piece goods.” We now have our answer that this is a 20th century textile!

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Concord, NH

October 28, 2011

October 28th, 2011

Steve Grace and Patty Grace - 1960s

Steve Grace and “Patty” Grace on one Christmas Day in the 1960s at our parents’ farm.

The date “October 28″ weighs heavy on my heart. In 1944, my older brother Steve was born. He was closest in age to me in a family of four children. I can’t believe that it is 17 years ago (short of two months) that he was laid to rest at the age of 50 in December 1994.

Life was always a struggle for Steve. He was only five pounds when he was born as a premature baby, the son of a heavy smoker. As a child, he developed a stuttering problem that eroded his self-confidence. As you know, anyone who is “different” is always subject to a certain amount ridicule at school. A redhead with blue eyes and freckles, he was a tall kid and later a 6’3″ adult. My parents took him to doctors and speech specialists but he did not overcome his speech problem until high school.

He decided to attend Alvirne High School in southern New Hampshire because he heard they had a great program in agriculture and he loved animals, even though or perhaps because he was brought up in a city. Influenced by a certain teacher whom he really admired, he joined the Future Farmers of America Club. To encourage his new interest, my Dad bought a farm in Londonderry, New Hampshire so that Steve would have a place to put to use his new found skills of forest management. Dad rented the house on the farm to a family, and our family visited the land on weekends to picnic and enjoy the country air while Dad helped Steve do some forestry work.

Future Farmers of America proved to be a great organization for Steve. He wrote a speech that compared the state of agriculture in the U.S. to that of Russia under Communism and he presented his talk and won state and regional competitions. He was selected to compete in the national FFA convention in Kansas City, Missouri. Later, he decided to major in agriculture at our state university and was the first of my siblings to graduate from an institution of higher learning, with a degree in teaching. The family was so proud of him!

After being awarded a B.S. degree, he agreed to teach high school classes in agriculture. “Ag” was looked down upon by administrators as an inferior subject. Consequently, he was sent every kid who had a disciplinary problem in the school. Being serious about his subject matter but frustrated by the circumstance of having to deal with juvenile delinquents instead of teaching, he left the classroom for good.

Now a married man, he became a herdsman at a dairy farm and he and his wife had two children. Even though he worked very hard physically. life was a financial struggle. Skilled in the building trades, he later accepted work as the building maintenance man at an elementary school where he was well-loved by students and faculty alike. By that time, he was experiencing increasing chest pains, exacerbated by the difficult labor of cleaning and waxing the gym floor. Rarely did he see a doctor and when he did, he did not want to follow their advice. The last time I spoke with him, on December 27, 1994, he reported being in a lot of pain although he was his own jovial self and seemed more talkative than usual. Call it woman’s intuition but in the back of my mind, I suspected that the conversation might be our last.

The next day, I learned that he had died, the victim of sudden cardiac arrest. Only 50 years old, death stepped in to end his suffering. He did not take his own life. Despite his prayers, his good intentions and all of his hard work, life was difficult for Steve from beginning to end.

No one knows when our time on earth will end or how huge a gap our leaving will be for those who love us. Days like today trigger so many memories. In looking back, I treasure the fact that I knew Steve and that I was the last family member to have the opportunity to chat with him. I would not want the suffering Steve back again. I am sad to think of all that he has missed in the last 17 years. He never knew any of his grandchildren. He loved to sing and he did so often, in his deep, resonant voice, so strong, so full of life! I hope that he is now singing with the angels. He left me behind, a sister who loved him then and continues to love him now. Until we meet again on God’s golden shore, Steve, until we meet again…

“Patty”

Sotheby’s to Auction the Samplers Collected by Betty Ring

October 28th, 2011

Sotheby’s has slated an auction for January 12, 2012 to liquidate the collection of 175 Samplers owned by researcher and writer, Betty Ring. Sampler dealers, Carol and Stephen Huber, have prepared an illustrated catalog with descriptions of each Sampler. All items to be sold are shown.

The catalogue, priced at $53 dollars each, can be ordered by calling Sotheby’s:

U.S. (1+) 212-606-7000

e-mail option: cataloguesales@sothebys.com

Here are two of Betty Ring’s own books that she wrote about her collected Girlhood Samplers.

This information is provided as a public service announcement by Patricia Cummings, Quilter’s Muse Publications, Concord, NH.

“Snow Birds” and Other Considerations: Musings about the Change of Seasons

October 27th, 2011

Photos of quilts with scarecrows are quickly being replaced by fellow quilters who are now posting their quilts with snowmen, in online venues. It is true. Late fall is quickly giving way to an early winter as the first snow is predicted today in New England. It’s time “to batten down the hatches,” as they say, and think about the holidays, making gifts, decorating, cooking and baking, and planning reunions with friends and family.

The transition of seasons seems to sneak up on us in this part of the country. Not long ago, we were enjoying the brilliant foliage. Today, again, the trees are “standing naked in a row,” and the “warriors of winter give a cold triumphant shout” (words from the song “Urge for Going” sung by Joni Mitchell). The song says that “all that stays is dying; all that lives is getting out.” That is almost true. Today, a good friend will wend her way back to the Sunny South to spend the winter in a warmer clime. I don’t blame her. When I lived in Arizona, I wondered what all the chatter was about “Snow Birds” until I realized that the words are a euphemism for retired folks who “winter” among the cacti and return to cooler climes during summer months.

As for Jim and I, we are happy to stay put. Our fall project of making over a little-used space in our home and transforming it into a “cozy den,” as I call it, has our utmost attention. Jim has one more coat of poly-acrylic to apply to the knotty pine board walls he installed, and much more insulating to do. The space was previously unheated altogether. We plan to install an electric fireplace that should be more than adequate for the 150 square foot space.

two wild turkeys of 15 that day

Two wild turkeys of a flock of fifteen seen from our back window this week parade past a granite sitting bench that sits above the old millstream, assembled by James Cummings and James Patrick Gorham. In the Spring, melting snow increases the volume of rushing water in this area in a swoosh that is very audible; at other times, the sound is pleasant and soothing.

The back windows of the room provide a view of the old millstream. Our main theme for decorating is based on the idea of bringing “Nature” into the space by installing a window bird feeder, an aquarium, and houseplants with a grow light (since it is a room that receives no direct sunlight). Of course, the poly-acrylic treatment for the walls was chosen because it is the best barrier to prevent wood acids from leaching into the quilts that will decorate the walls as part of the room’s decor.

Our food choices seems to change with the seasons, too. Potato salad and lunch meats, barbecued hamburgers and boiled hot dogs are being replaced with homemade soups and stews and homemade bread, roasted root vegetables, and favorite pasta dishes like Lasagna and Chicken Casserole, staples of our winter fare. Since crisp new apples are readily available from the orchard right now, they are finding their way into many items we are cooking or baking. We are revisiting our pumpkin recipes as well.

Fall is a time to celebrate the fruits of the earth and to be thankful for all the gifts that provide and enhance the quality of life, including you! Take a look around you today. Instead of concentrating on what you don’t have or what you wish to own, take time to enjoy the people and things that surround you. If you have any doubt as to the goodness of life, just take a walk and enjoy the still-blooming flowers – in my case, the Dahlias in our garden that will soon be snow-covered. If you are lucky, you can look out your window and observe wildlife, scurrying to find a bite to eat. Like the flowers of the field that neither toil nor spin, as described in the Holy Bible, animals are dependent on the Author of Life for their subsistence. It is a comfort to see birds and animals surviving by their own steady work of gathering bits and pieces of whatever the earth has to offer.

A simple key to Happiness is to develop a spirit of thankfulness and you can begin to feel like the richest person on earth!

P.S. We plan to set up our Christmas tree in one corner of this “new” den this year! Can’t wait. :-)

Patricia Cummings

New Light Shed on Dublin, NH Sanitary Commission Quilt

October 25th, 2011

Not only people moved from the east to west in the United States during the nineteenth century, but quilts made that journey, too. An important historic quilt associated with the American Civil War was found in a thrift store in California and given to (the late) Jan Coor-Pender Dodge, a resident of that state. This morning, I have just been reading the research paper that Lorie Chase presented at the last annual seminar of the American Quilt Study Group and now a mystery is solved!

Not having seen the detailed inscriptions on the quilt, or ever having viewed the quilt in person, I honestly had wondered about one person’s idea that the quilt must have originally been larger (with 60 blocks rather than 40 blocks). He presumed that 60 women had worked on the quilt.

Looking at a photo of the quilt, which is long and narrow and intended for a soldier’s cot, that theory did not seem logical to me. I thought to myself that if 60 women did work on the quilt, then perhaps some were involved with finishing it rather than making individual blocks.

Current scholarship reveals that the number “60″ listed on one block refers to the number of Army volunteers who mustered from Dublin, New Hampshire. Information about the quilt was kept “close to the chest” as is often the case when someone has research that has not yet been presented. Now, the truth is out!

Dublin NH Sanitary Commission quilt

A version of the original Nine-Patch quilt donated to the U. S. Sanitary Commission during the Civil War. This one was pieced by Patricia Cummings, using Civil War reproduction fabrics, and was custom machine quilted to Pat’s specifications by Tracy Zimmerman Szanto on her Gammill-Staedtler machine. This (pseudo) reproduction quilt was made as part of my own efforts to acknowledge the 150 years that have passed since the beginning of the conflict on April 12, 1861 when Confederate soldiers fired upon Union-held Fort Sumter, and was shown at the New London Historical Society in New London, NH on August 16, 2011 in conjunction with my talk about Civil War quilts and textiles.

To read all the wonderful details uncovered in Chase’s paper, be sure to order a copy of Uncoverings 2011, the journal of the American Quilt Study group, at the following link:

http://www.americanquiltstudygroup.org/index.asp

I can’t wait to read the rest of the volume!

Patricia Cummings, member of AQSG who served for one year as the first Regional Coordinator (NH, ME & VT)