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Updated: June 13, 2025
One night, at the end of the winter, she astonished everybody by appearing with Fanny Brassfield in a box at the opera, wearing a black velvet dress that made her, in that great horseshoe blooming with flowerlike gowns, the objective of all eyes. "There is hope!" said one young man waggishly to another. "Cornie Rysbroek ought to see this." But Cornelius Rysbroek was traveling far away.
I farmed all my life till 1922 to 1933 I been here in Brassfield sawmilling. They took the mill away from here. I cain't plough, I'm not able. I pick and hoe cotton. I work day labor. I never have got on the Welfare." Southfield FOLKLORE SUBJECTS Name of Interviewer: Pernella Anderson Subject: Centennial Snow Spring in St. Louis addition
Fanny Brassfield followed Brantome and his coterie into the music room, her attractive, bony features revealing a quizzical expression.
You know yourself that everything she ever predicted came to pass. Including three deaths; that is, two besides " "One must believe that she sees it," Lilla assented, and, frozen by her thoughts, shuddered violently. "Yes, too uncanny! She did well to give it up." "Especially as people were getting to be afraid of her," said Fanny Brassfield, while passing through the front doorway.
She explained that in this place she "felt her worthlessness." It would be better, she thought, to remain in the Brassfield state of mind: thus one might find an anodyne for this sense of insignificance. For, to those others, of course, wealth and social position were the important things in life, magnificently making up for the lack of other qualities.
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