I know little about Eliza, except that she was my mother’s mother’s mother, and that her husband, Henry, who was born in 1835 and much older, died after a fall from a horse. This picture of her was taken when she was sixteen, around 1880 or a little before. My guess is that it was done somewhere in the East, before she and Henry settled in California’s gold country. After Henry’s death, she remarried and had more children, one of whom, my mother used to fondly recall, bought her ice cream on his visits when she was a little girl. Eliza died in Sonora and is buried there.
Penny Thoughts and Photographs, August 27, 2009
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