On a trip last year to our favorite antique shop (Deb's Flowerbed Farm), I came upon 2 little round pictures that reminded me of one of my favorite childhood books. We hung them in the hall and really didn't give them much thought. This summer, however, I took a closer look and, although they are not signed and only prints, they reminded me of Flora McFlimsey. I thought that they might even be some of Flora's friends from other books. Their names were written in the same script used by Mariana throughout her books.
(I had trouble getting good pictures because of the glass.)
Mariana (Marian Foster Curtiss) created Flora McFlimsey. Life Magazine wrote an article about her and you can read it here. The doll was named after Flora McFlimsey of Madison Square who had nothing to wear! The poem can be read here. This poem was written by William Allen Butler and made fun of society ladies and their need to always have a new outfit.
Flora a had a trunk full of clothes and she lived in an attic with some old broken toys. It had not always been like that. Once upon a time she had been the favorite doll of the "girl with the red top shoes". Now it was Christmas Eve and something wonderful was going to happen. Flora wanted to see the Christmas tree.
Her arms and legs came to life and she made her way downstairs to the most beautiful tree she had ever seen. Noise in the chimney announced Santa's arrival and Flora hid behind a chair. Santa was missing a doll for one of the girls so you can guess what happened next. The other dolls made fun of Flora and her old clothes but then the "wonderful" happened. Her trunk appeared. Her original blue velvet dress, hat, ermine muff and little gold locket soon replaced the dusty clothes from the attic. The angel from the top of the tree helped her dress and did her hair. A little lace handkerchief and a small bottle of cologne were tucked in the muff and there was pair of white kidskin gloves on her little hands.
Then all the clothes in the trunk were hung on the tree one by one. And then it was Christmas morn and Flora was in the arms of a little girl who loved her - no longer forgotten in the attic.
I found a copy of this book through one of Amazon's sellers. The little girl in me still thinks about a doll with a trunk full of doll clothes in perfect condition. Do you remember Flora?
I am joining Beverly at How Sweet the Sound for another Pink Saturday! Please be sure to stop in and see all the other wonderful pinks.