The Log-Cabin Lady
The Log-Cabin Lady
an Anonymous Autobiography
Book Excerpt
of the carpenter who declared indignantly that if we wore decent clothes we wouldn't need our bench seats planed smooth. But some things I never told--about the table napkins, for instance.
We were married in September. Our honeymoon we spent fishing and "roughing it" in the Canadian wilds. I felt at home and blissful. I could cook and fish and make a bed in the open as well as any man. It was heaven; but it left me entirely unprepared for the world I was about to enter.
Not once did Tom say: "Mary, we do this [or that] in our family." He was too happy, and I suppose he never thought of it. As for me, I wasted no worry on his family. They would be kind and sympathetic and simple, like Tom. They would love me and I would love them.
The day after we returned from Canada to New York I spent looking over Tom's "personal belongings"--as great a revelation as Aunt Martha's. His richly bound books, his beautiful furniture, his pictures-- everything was perfect. That night Tom made an announceme
FREE EBOOKS AND DEALS
(view all)Popular books in Biography, History
Readers reviews
0.0
LoginSign up
Be the first to review this book
Popular questions
(view all)Books added this week
(view all)
No books found