Rose had a real crinoline to wear under the dress; only a small one but it made all the difference. We borrowed it from Mr. Stebbins’s grandmother, who is ninety-two. When the dress was finished, he brought her over to see Rose in it and she told us she had worn the crinoline at her wedding in Godsend Church, when she was sixteen. I thought of Waller’s “Go, lovely Rose” — How small a part of time they share That are so wondrous sweet and fair! — though I refrained from mentioning it; the poor old lady was crying enough without that. But she said she had enjoyed the outing.
This is so cute!
