Mississippi River, Appleton, photo by Malak Karsh-1945-1946
Appleton, Town of Mississippi Mills, Ontario, Canada
Credits: North Lanark Regional Museum (2012.79.12.26)Photographer: Malak Karsh
Donated by Eleanor Wright & Irene Dunn Thompson
Appleton: Where the Teskeys Put the River to Work
Long before Appleton became the peaceful little Mississippi River community we know today, it had a…
In the golden age of the river, the grandest steamboats that tied up at the St. Louis levee were not just transportation. They were floating palaces. Step aboard one of the great packets in the 1870s and you entered a world of crystal chandeliers, stained glass skylights and white and gold woodwork carved as delicate as lace.
The heart of these boats was the grand saloon, a long central cabin that ran nearly the whole length of the vessel, lined with staterooms and set with plush carpet and fine tables. Here passengers dined on lavish meals, danced to live music, and gambled the miles away as the Mississippi slid past outside. Owners competed to outdo each other in luxury, because a reputation for elegance filled the staterooms and the crowds gathered on the St. Louis wharf to gawk at the finest of them.
It was a glittering, fleeting world, one that faded as railroads stole the traffic and the great boats burned, sank or were simply left to rot. But for a few decades, the levee at St. Louis welcomed some of the most beautiful moving spaces ever built in America. When people say they do not build them like they used to, the floating palaces of the Mississippi are exactly what they mean.
Summary: The chinks in the armor surrounding their marriage have begun to spread - cracks appearing, growing, threatening collapse entirely - the fine iron and steel now abraded and corroded. What once seemed a glimmering hopeful promise has now lost its shine. And maybe if she weren't so stubborn it would be easier to stop looking for a reflection of something she isn't certain ever existed in its once polished surface.
Created for the @gildedagecreatorscotillion: a series of Artist Trading Cards and poems.
Day 1: The Gardens of Newport
Day 2: Secret Affair
Day 3: Aboard the Yacht
Day 4: My Mind is Made Up
Day 5: A Night at the Metropolitan
Day 6: I Didn't Expect to See You Here
Day 7: A Journey Out West
Bertha knows all too well she soon must decide
whether it's no longer viable to remain George's bride.
Too long they've been playing this game of love chicken,
but the heart of the matter is he makes her heart quicken.
And then there's the subject of her young paramour…
The question remains: which of them does her heart really adore?
Summary: The chinks in the armor surrounding their marriage have begun to spread - cracks appearing, growing, threatening collapse entirely - the fine iron and steel now abraded and corroded. What once seemed a glimmering hopeful promise has now lost its shine. And maybe if she weren't so stubborn it would be easier to stop looking for a reflection of something she isn't certain ever existed in its once polished surface.
Created for the @gildedagecreatorscotillion: a series of Artist Trading Cards and poems.
Day 1: The Gardens of Newport
Day 2: Secret Affair
Day 3: Aboard the Yacht
Day 4: My Mind is Made Up
Day 5: A Night at the Metropolitan
Day 6: I Didn't Expect to See You Here
It's been many long months now, she's fallen in love
with a beautiful angel who's been sent from above,
an elegant dancer from the City's Ballet.
It's late in December, the one fateful day
George returns to New York seeking her mercy,
pleading his misdeeds had been that of Circe.
Summary: The chinks in the armor surrounding their marriage have begun to spread - cracks appearing, growing, threatening collapse entirely - the fine iron and steel now abraded and corroded. What once seemed a glimmering hopeful promise has now lost its shine. And maybe if she weren't so stubborn it would be easier to stop looking for a reflection of something she isn't certain ever existed in its once polished surface.
Created for the @gildedagecreatorscotillion: a series of Artist Trading Cards and poems.
Day 1: The Gardens of Newport
Day 2: Secret Affair
Day 3: Aboard the Yacht
Day 4: My Mind is Made Up
Day 5: A Night at the Metropolitan
A glittering evening comes to fruition.
a gleaming gold emblem of Bertha's ambition.
She's never once stopped to let herself cry,
perhaps her marriage had all been a lie.
Tonight, though, she's lost in the beauty of dance…
She doesn't know yet, she'll soon find romance.
Summary: The chinks in the armor surrounding their marriage have begun to spread - cracks appearing, growing, threatening collapse entirely - the fine iron and steel now abraded and corroded. What once seemed a glimmering hopeful promise has now lost its shine. And maybe if she weren't so stubborn it would be easier to stop looking for a reflection of something she isn't certain ever existed in its once polished surface.
Created for the @gildedagecreatorscotillion: a series of Artist Trading Cards and poems.
Day 1: The Gardens of Newport
Day 2: Secret Affair
Day 3: Aboard the Yacht
Day 4: My Mind is Made Up
Bertha O'Brien made it a point in her life
to want to be more than somebody's wife.
The day she comes home to find him half-drowned
is the day that she finally puts her foot down.
He's been distant and angry, bitter and cruel…
She's not going to stay and be made a fool.
Summary: The chinks in the armor surrounding their marriage have begun to spread - cracks appearing, growing, threatening collapse entirely - the fine iron and steel now abraded and corroded. What once seemed a glimmering hopeful promise has now lost its shine. And maybe if she weren't so stubborn it would be easier to stop looking for a reflection of something she isn't certain ever existed in its once polished surface.
Created for the @gildedagecreatorscotillion: a series of Artist Trading Cards and poems.
Day 1: The Gardens of Newport
Day 2: Secret Affair
Day 3: Aboard the Yacht
People 'round town all know his misdeeds,
though the truth of the matter has been lost in the weeds.
He's gallavanting around, no thought of his wife,
the fate of their marriage on the blade of a knife.
At least, that's the excuse so he might misbehave,
soon he's drunken and stumbling, then lost 'mongst the waves…
I've been participating in the Gilded Age Creators Cotillion for 2026!
Here are the links to all of the stories part of the collection. Here are all of my stories. I'm not normally one for...self-promotion but I've been having a good time and wanted to share. Thank you to the organizers. I'll update these links as stories are posted. xx
July 20th: The Prompt — The Gardens of Newport, The Story — Garden Folly
July 21st: The Prompt — Secret Affair, The Story — Otherwise Engaged
July 22nd: The Prompt — Aboard the Yacht, The Story — At Sea
July 23rd: The Prompt — "My Mind is Made Up" — Body Talk
July 24th: The Prompt — A Night at the Metropolitan — La Traviata
July 25th: The Prompt — I Didn't Expect To See You Here — Westward