Caroline

Not a woman who likes where she’s going

Caroline Ingalls: The Real Story

One has to wonder about the rage that hid under that calico-covered chest.  But let’s consider: Caroline Ingalls had a perfectly lovely life in Boston before Charles hauled her out west to engage in a brutal colonization/deforestation project she never meant to have any part of.  All she ever wanted was to run her hands over fine fabrics and have a goddamn cordial after dinner in a heated parlour with an upholstered pouf for her feet.

Lisa and I decided, standing in the kitchen this morning: Caroline eventually woke up to herself and ran off with the wife of a neighbor — Mr. Edwards, say — to live in an artist’s colony on Cape Cod — and she never churned her own butter ever again.