Stories by Alice B. Clagett
Ingleside: My Grandmother Clagett's Place
a story by Alice B. Clagett
My Grandmother Clagett's home Ingleside burned
down some years ago. The lilac bush that bloomed so sweetly beneath
her bedroom window is gone, and she herself long ago went on to a
new Soul mission.
But the trees that once bordered the house are still there. The quartz pebbles are still singing in the driveway, though they are hard to find now that the grass has grown over all 'round. And the sun is still as magical as it was on the day she taught me how to talk with angels.
Cat and I: Oh my gosh, your majesty! What an honor it is to meet you!
Old Man River: The pleasure, dear ones, is all mine. Flow forth in peace and love ... or in tumultuous anger ... or in pretty little rills ... as the mood may take you. Treat my waters with the same respect you clearly have for me. Adieu!
And we: Adieu, Sir! Blessings to thine waters!
a gift from
Alice B. Clagett
LInk: Ingleside (my Grandmother Clagett's farm), Prince George's County, Maryland, https://mht.maryland.gov/secure/medusa/PDF/Prince%20Georges/PG;78-14b.pdf ..
Link: Royden Douglas Clagett and Alice Dolores Clagett, my grandparents: https://www.ourfamtree.org/browse.php/Alice-Dolores-Clagett/p303694 ..
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