Above: ‘Country Life at Irvington’, postmarked 1910 Golf is something I never imagined a chicken wanting to take up as an activity . . . But when people are being told to eat 25 of you, golf might be something to take one’s mind off the probable future. Chicken does have a certain power, though. […]
(Received?) your letter and wanted to answer long before this but was very busy. Will write before the pic-nic. Have you made all arrangements for that eventful day. I expect to see you then. Anna. (Miss? Mrs.?) Harriet S. Kunkle must have stuck this postcard into a book with tape, as the back is torn […]
Yours, Respt. ‘Respectfully Yours’ – short and sweet. Sent to Mrs. Clyde Lipps. Really you gotta wonder.