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November 23, 2024
The blurb from the inside of the dust jacket of The Laughing Heart by Jeanne Bowman, a 1950 YA novel:
“In the Farraday family, the fabulous Uncle Biff, his mansion and his exploits were almost legendary. Now he was dead, and Phebe and Phyllis Farraday were bound for his isolated mansion, known as “Uncle Biff’s Bastille,” to spend a year there in accordance with a stipulation of his will. On the way their car horn became stuck, and they were in danger of arrest for disturbing the peace until a young man with a facility for silencing unruly car horns came to the rescue.
Phebe looked up to thank him, and was suddenly overcome with a strange and dizzy delight that could presumably only mean that Eros had pierced her heart with one of his arrows. Then Phyllis laughed, and Phebe, knowing how impossible it was for anyone to resist her cousin’s blithe exuberance, sighed.
The enchanting story of two dramatically different girls: one of whom wore her laughter on her lips; the other in her heart.”
I recently found this book on one of my mom’s bookshelves, containing an inscription from her great aunt and uncle who gave it to her in the early 1950s as an 18th birthday gift. I had to read it. Relationships, misunderstandings, conflict, some mishaps, some triumphs, mystery, and then a happy ending? What’s not to love?
“In the Farraday family, the fabulous Uncle Biff, his mansion and his exploits were almost legendary. Now he was dead, and Phebe and Phyllis Farraday were bound for his isolated mansion, known as “Uncle Biff’s Bastille,” to spend a year there in accordance with a stipulation of his will. On the way their car horn became stuck, and they were in danger of arrest for disturbing the peace until a young man with a facility for silencing unruly car horns came to the rescue.
Phebe looked up to thank him, and was suddenly overcome with a strange and dizzy delight that could presumably only mean that Eros had pierced her heart with one of his arrows. Then Phyllis laughed, and Phebe, knowing how impossible it was for anyone to resist her cousin’s blithe exuberance, sighed.
The enchanting story of two dramatically different girls: one of whom wore her laughter on her lips; the other in her heart.”
I recently found this book on one of my mom’s bookshelves, containing an inscription from her great aunt and uncle who gave it to her in the early 1950s as an 18th birthday gift. I had to read it. Relationships, misunderstandings, conflict, some mishaps, some triumphs, mystery, and then a happy ending? What’s not to love?
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