Thursday, September 15, 2011

Pics of the House

Dear Friends and Readers,

     I hope you are all doing well and enjoying the last few days of summer. Things have been quiet here and I have been enjoying decompressing after sewing so much in preparation for our trip. However, I do plan on starting some new sewing projects very soon.

   Many of you may recall my parents’ visit back in June. They came with a U-Haul full of pieces that I had inherited from my late grandparents. I finally have everything to my liking and I have received tons of requests for pictures… So, here you go! Enjoy!

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The Victrola. It has a ton of records from the early 20th century and it works like a dream.

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My late grandmother’s first piano. The mirror is late Victorian and the over the top candle sticks are Rococo reproductions.

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The Dining Set. It is not antique, but it is beautifully built mahogany and is modeled after early American styles.

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The china hutch that matches the dining set. It is filled to the brim with china, crystal, tea pots, coffee pots, silver and the like.

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The Victorian Room. Every piece in here is a family heirloom and antique.

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I love the Victorian dresser. It has always been one of my favorite pieces.

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The Blue Room. This room is my little heaven. It looks into the chicken run; I know most people wouldn’t like this, but I love my girls. 

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We are still working on making the chandelier plate stay put, so please excuse the exposed hardware.

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This hutch is not antique, but it makes for great storage.

Well, that’s all I have for now :) Have a lovely day!

Love Lauren

Thursday, September 08, 2011

Fair at New Boston Day Three

Our third and final day in New Boston was greeted by the wonderful and beautiful rain. I awoke early and sat on the front porch just enjoying the thunderstorm and the pouring rain.

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It instantly cooled the land and I was grateful for a reprieve from the previous day’s oppressive heat.

We arrived at the fair to find that not every appreciated the rain. The storm had been quite severe for many of the people who had camped there. Fair at New Boston 439

The oxen cart.

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One of the oxen. I believe his name was Henry.

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A few of the vendors were closing their shops and leaving. However, there still plenty of shops for us to peruse and items to purchase.

We once again met up with my dear cousin and the Doctor. It was a bittersweet day, for we knew it was our last day in the Ohio Territories.

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Cousin Emily, in her lovely new riding habit, and I.

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However, we did our best to enjoy the few moments we had remaining there. Much of our day was spent chatting, perusing the shops, purchasing beautiful fabrics and wares, and trying to keep our appearances from becoming too disheveled in the rain. I confess, my poor hair did not stand up to the extreme humidity and the hem of my gown was soaked in mud.

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Captain Cartwright at the Tavern

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The Doctor, Cousin Emily, and two of the Doctor’s dear daughters.

Later that afternoon we all decided that we needed to have our silhouettes taken. The artist who created them was extremely talented and only used scissors to capture our likenesses. It was amazing to watch her work so quickly and precisely.

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Miss Lauren Muney cutting my silhouette.

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Before we knew it, it was time for our goodbyes. Our time had gone by so quickly and neither Cousin Emily nor I were ready to part our ways. We nearly burst into tears as we bid adieu. We then proceeded to our carriage and returned, once again, to Eppley House.

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The Parolor of Eppley House

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Sir Thomas in the dining room after the Fair.

Despite the inclimate weather, the Fair at New Boston was magical. I fear we have been spoilt by the caliber and quality of this amazing event. The people were so kind and accommodating, their mannerisms were very kind, and their clothing far surpassed any event I have attended. It was truly sad to leave and I sincerely hope we will be returning in the years to come.

Tuesday, September 06, 2011

Fair at New Boston Day 2

We awoke early on Saturday morning, filled with excitement for our first day at the fair. Our servants prepared a hardy breakfast, and before long we made our way to the town of New Boston.

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The fair was very crowded with all sorts of people. There were young and old, wealthy and poor, military regiments, and even a savage encampment. We slowly made our way through the throngs of people towards the coffee house at the center of the Fair. My dear Cousin Emily and her friend, the Doctor, were waiting for our arrival. It was so wonderful to finally see my dear cousin; we both nearly burst into tears as we embraced. My cousin’s friend, the Doctor, was a kind and well mannered gentleman, dressed as well as any country gentleman in England. Soon after our meeting, the opening ceremonies began, and the shops were open for the day.

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Mr. Minnis, in the background, and the Doctor, in the foreground.

 

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My dearest Cousin Emily and her young charge.

It was not long before the gentlemen began to play cards in the Tavern while the ladies chatted about the latest fashions and gossips from England. We learned that sometime during the game, the Doctor had been insulted, and a duel was to commence at five o’clock on the dot. We did not stay long at the Tavern for we wished to see the sights of the fair.

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Captain Cartwright and Mr. Ramsey at the tavern card tables.

I fear, the heat and humidity was extreme that day. My appearance became more disheveled as the day wore on. Fair at New Boston 169

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However, there were so many amusements and shops, that the weather did little to dampen our spirits. Mrs. Cartwright, Cousin Emily, and I spent much of our time perusing the shops and purchasing some lovely treasures.

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As the afternoon marched on and the heat rose, we decided it was time to make our way into the forest to see the Indian encampments. I must admit, I was nervous to venture into their camp for fear of the unknown.

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Relaxing at the Indian Encampment

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I would have liked to stay longer, but the five o’clock hour was quickly approaching and it was time for the Doctor’s duel.

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We made our way back to the fair grounds and found a seat at a safe distance from the duel, yet close enough to see the event.

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The Doctor’s shot, with Mr. Ramsey, his second.

The Doctor took his paces, and fired at his opponent, but the bullet missed the intended victim.

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The Doctor’s opponent then took aim and attempted to fire, but the gun miss-fired leaving both men unscathed, although disappointed. I believe it was decided that honor had been served, and the duel was ended.

After the duel we made our way into the forest, led by the Doctor, for a nature hike.

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It was still extremely hot, but we could see clouds building on the horizon and the smell of rain was in the air. We made our way through the forest to a small stream with a waterfall. The scenery was very lovely indeed. As we made our way back to the fair, the clouds finally broke and a beautiful cooling rain cooled the land. It was a perfect end to a lovely day.

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That night, we crawled into bed, falling asleep to the sounds of a thunderstorm. We were happily exhausted from the day’s events and we anxiously await the next day of the fair.

Fair at New Boston Trip Day 1

Dearest Friends and Readers,

We have at last returned home from our journey to the Ohio Territories. It is hard to believe that our long awaited journey is at an end. It was an amazing adventure and one of the best holidays I have ever experienced. The people, the places, and the history were more amazing than I could have imagined. I fear I have been spoiled by the caliber and quality of the Fair at New Boston.

We arrived very late on Thursday last, hired our coach and horses, and made our way to Eppley House, the cottage we had leased, at Howell Farm, for our stay.

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Eppley House

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The Dining Room at Eppley House

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The farm fields, looking out of the front door.

The house was lovely and very quaint. The farmlands surrounding the little home were filled with the sound of crickets and tree frogs and so many other animals, yet the farm was also very quiet in its own way. I believe Mrs. Cartwright said it best, “I have never been so surrounded by life, yet felt so devoid of life at the same time.”

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The fields surrounding the house.

   Our first day in the Ohio territories was spent traveling around the surrounding countryside and towns, exploring and soaking in the history of this very young land. I confess, the weather was much warmer than I am used to and my appearance remained quite disheveled throughout our visit.

  The first town we visited was Lebanon, Ohio. It was a very quaint and charming little village with a small tavern and inn at the center of town, called the Golden Lamb. It was newly established and had already become quite well known to the surrounding villages. The interiors were much more rustic than Sir Thomas and I are accustomed to, but they were still very lovely.

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The lobby at the Golden Lamb Inn (*Mrs. Cartwright is wearing her first gown she has sewn.)

Following our luncheon, we made our way to the Glendower Mansion for a visit and a tour. It was a beautiful mansion, and its decorations reminded me of many of the homes in England.

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At the Glendower Mansion

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Captain Cartwright

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My dear Sir Thomas in his new suit.

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Mrs. Cartwright and I

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In the Parlor of Glendower Mansion

After our tour of Glendower, we returned to the Golden Lamb for ices and Shaker sugar pie. Then, we returned to Eppley house to prepare for the following day’s events.

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In the parlor of Eppley House

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