By the time
the family moved into Trail End in 1913 – on her sixteenth birthday – Rosa-Maye had
already been targeted by many of the “slings and arrows” of the teenage years: skin
problems, braces on her teeth, unwanted weight gain, and at least one devastating crush on
an older boy. She was also plagued by an annoying little brother, difficult teachers at
school, and an overwhelming boredom with life in Sheridan:
Brother and I are awfully
anxious for the time to come when we may go away from Sheridan. You know how much we want
a trip in the spring. We are both so sick and tired of the place and want to get away. … a
trip anywhere. I don’t care where!
Rosa-Maye’s
father didn’t make life any easier. When their mother was out of town, John tended to lay
down the law a bit more strictly than Eula, as evidenced in this 1912 letter from
Rosa-Maye to her mother:
Father insists upon getting up
early, and don’t want us to go out at night at all. He
came home last Friday night and found me still up. It really wasn’t late for Friday,
but he scolded me until I felt miserable. I didn’t know what to say so I said nothing. I
couldn’t tell him that you let us because he would say that it didn’t make any difference.
Like today’s
teens, Rosa-Maye liked music and movies – sometimes going to two shows in one night. She
followed the careers and concerts of her favorite “pop” stars (in her case, Sarah
Bernhardt and Maud Adams) and loved, Loved, LOVED clothes! In January 1913, her mother
went shopping in Denver and sent a parcel of new things home. When Rosa-Maye opened the
packages, she was ecstatic. As she wrote her mother the next day:
I am just
wild over the suit!!! I tried it on and it fitted like a glove. All it needs is
shortening; that is the skirt. The jacket was made for me! And the waists are dreams. The
whole family admired them.
The next month, while her mother was still away,
Rosa-Maye had an adventure that could have been disastrous, if it hadn't been so
funny:
Miss Anna and I went down to hear the new
organ at the Episcopal church. It was so dark when we started that I took
Brother’s little cap pistol. Bud told me that it wasn’t loaded, but it had three
shells in it which had all been shot. Well, when we got on the streetcar I took it
out and was playing with it when BANG!! It went off. There were just a few people
in the car and they all jumped and looked my way and began to laugh, and I just
nearly died laughing.
Well, we met Mary on the corner of Loucks
Street. We kept thinking that the powder smelled strong. We got in church and
everybody began to sniff and several men got up and began to hunt for fire. Miss
Anna just happened to reach over to her coat and it felt so warm and she drew out
my muff and it was SMOKING! ... She only had one thought and that was to get the
fire out. She tried to put it out with snow and ended with sticking it in a tub
full of water. It has been drying ever since. I think that I was all to blame.
Do you think I’ll need another muff, or
shall I have this one fixed or what? ... If you decide that I need a new one, send
me one of dark fur with tails on it. I don’t want an expensive one at all, just
one to last the winter out and even then I don’t know whether I deserve it.