There's Joe when he was a baby—cunning thing! Here he is in his little sailor suit—his hair always would stick up in the back; it does still."
Evelyn smiled, comforted by the thought of that ridiculous plume of hair.
"Hoagland took some of these with his Brownie kodak. That was Lizzie( a girl we had, and old Shep, Jodie's dog—that was a year the sweet peas were marvelous. You can see them in the background. He looks awful in this one, poor little fellow; it was just before he had measles."
"What's this picture?"
"We had a Masque of the Months in the studio, and Joe's father had a photographer to take the children. See, here's Jodie; he was the New Year, in his pink flannel pajamas, and I made him pink crêpe paper wings; he was the youngest of all. Here's Charlotte as October. I made her that sort of tunic out of orange cheesecloth, with a purple evening cape I had, and apples and grapes on the crumb tray"
"Who's this?"
"Jimmy Roberts. He's awfully prosperous now; he married this one, Gladys Blunt."
"Oh, I know. Bridge party last Friday."
"Yes, of course. See, he has a gilt paper crown; he was January, King of the Revels"
"What is that he's holding over his head? It can't be"
