An article
by Bessie Kennerly Russell for the Missouri Historical Society says that
the narrow-gauge railroad started in 1875 helped start an exodus to the
country from St. Louis. Mrs. Russell said that Erastus Wells and Dr. Page
planned this to reach their property in Normandy, and later the narrow-gauge
railroad ran to Florissant. It first ran in 1878. Coaches and four horses
were the style before that. The families who moved out there after the
railroad was built became our friends after we moved to Cabanne. The narrow-gauge
line was replaced by the St. Louis and Suburban Streetcar Line in 1891.
This made a big difference in my life because the streetcars ran more
frequently than the train. Friends and relatives were no longer dependent
on the narrow-gauge timetable. Trolley rides became the vogue. Open cars
were used in summer. These had bench seats the width of the car. Conductors
collected the fare walking on platforms that were on each side of the
seats. Sometimes a group of us met at the Arcade and boarded a summer
car to go out to the end of the line and back, then to our house for homemade
ice cream - a pleasant diversion on a hot night. I learned to make sponge
cake with chocolate filling. Now it was easier to go to and from Mary
Institute. No time to ______ to _______. Choosing a class president was
difficult, but we finally chose Laura Menne - a most excellent choice.
Laura was an intelligent, tall, handsome natural blonde with fine blue
eyes, a good voice and excellent carriage. We remained friends for many
years, and I spent two years with her at the art school after our graduation.
Louise McCreery and her beautiful sister Christine were in the habit of
organizing clubs. During our senior year Louise and her sister decided
to have a euchre club. Twelve girls joined. We met every two weeks on
Saturday at two o'clock. Christine McCreery, Carrie Cook, and Elsie Ford
represented the third academic in the club. Edna Gamble, Grace Dodd, Elizabeth
Donaldson, and Louise Espenschied were in the junior class. Louise McCreery,
Eugenie Papin, and I represented the senior class. I have a picture of
our club when it met at 5447 Cabanne one spring day. We are sitting on
the steps at the west end of the front porch. Our large puffed sleeves
and long lined skirts portray the styles of 1895. We had prizes bought
by the girl who entertained the club. We each gave twenty-five cents for
each meeting. I still have a prize I won at Louisa McCreery's home. The
euchre club lasted through our senior year and for a year or more after
we were graduated. Then we played bridge whist. Some of the girls went
away to boarding school. Then it became a two-table bridge club. Josephine
Cobb, who was a very good bridge player, joined us. This went on for several
years and we stopped having prizes.
My school days at Mary Institute were not particularly
eventful, but there was enough social contact to begin lifelong friendships.
One afternoon Mattie Sproule took me downtown to treat me to oysters on
the half-shell. This was quite exciting to me as I didn’t have money
to spend for that sort of thing. My acquaintance with Louise McCreery
ripened in these days. The McCreery family lived in a beautiful house
in Westminster Place just east of Vandeventer Avenue. Louise and her beautiful
sister Christine, the Richards girls, and I walked up Washington Avenue
to Grand Avenue after school. The McCreery turned south toward Westminster;
Mary and Ethel Richards, Evadne Rumsey and I turned north. I often had
lunch with the McCreerys on Saturday. I enjoyed the beauty of the entrance
hall and curving stairway built against the east wall in which there was
a high stained glass window reaching part-way on the first floor and several
feet onto the second floor – a most artistic design. Mr. and Mrs.
McCreery and Louis had a very good taste and a charming home. They and
this house were a haven for me after we moved out to Cabanne Avenue, where
I had to go on the narrow gauge train. Many times, when I was invited
to balls and parties in St. Louis, I spent the night with the McCreerys.
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