Julia Anne’s fever was gone when she woke up this morning; in fact, it was “subnormal,” Mr. Lanham wrote, so her parents kept her in bed for another day.
Papa Lanham made a trip to Atlanta and was met at the train depot by his son at 7:10 p.m. He brought him home for some ice cream Anne had made.
Electric ice cream churns long ago replaced hand-cranked mo…
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