The year was 1915. Emilie Loring and her husband, Victor, had taken an apartment at the Riverbank Court Hotel overlooking the Charles River in Boston. Their sons were at school, and Emilie had time to write without distraction or interruption. Under her pseudonym, Josephine Story, she had already written articles on homemaking and motherhood. Now, … More “Dress and the Girl,” an Emilie Loring Short Story
The first intimation Gay Latimer had of danger was Eric Crane’s quick shake of the stick and seizure of the controls… … More An Emilie Loring Short Story: A Girl with Two Minds
Last week, Dr. Peter Gerard overheard Jean Maxwell’s declaration, “I will never marry a physician!” Let’s see what happens next… … More Part II: Emilie Loring’s “Why?”
If you are new to Emilie Loring, “Why?” is a fun story on its own.
If you are a longtime “Emilie” reader, watch for elements that later appeared in her full-fledged novels. … More An Original, Emilie Loring Story: “Why?”
At used book stores, I rummage through stacks of old magazines, looking to complete my Emilie Loring short story collection. Today’s story comes from Rural Progress magazine a short-lived publication that was founded during the Depression and sent to farm homes in towns smaller than one thousand. Even then, it was distributed to only six … More “Freedom for Two” an Emilie Loring Short Story
Summary: Bettina Bradlee had second thoughts after her hasty war marriage to Neil Carrington. He returned from service to find her recovering from a severe bout of flu and decidedly cool toward him. Bettina has gone to a Maine cabin to think things out, but Neil is there, too, investigating a lumber theft. We left … More Sunday Story: “White Magic” in the Maine Woods, Part II
Ready for more summer reading? Let’s step back one hundred one years for this novella by Emilie Loring. The road seemed to force its way through a growth of mammoth pine, spruce, and cedar which crowded close, as though jealous of the space it occupied. Some branches were snow laden, from others dripped long, glistening … More Sunday Story: “White Magic” in the Maine Woods, Part I
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