Old Maid

I found this charming girl among a group of old photos,

letters, and postcards at a summer yardsale.

Hers is the one I kept to mark my place in my favorite commentary.

You know why I kept her photo, don't you?

An engaging smile in the first frame 

and wistful examination of a bouquet in the next.

Wide eyes, clear skin, and a generous bundle of curls.

And yet, the back doesn't record her name. Not even a turn-of-the-century nickname ...
"Dear Fan"  or  "Lovely Pearl".

How could it be that it says -

  

The other photos were used to personalize a vintage bowling bag. 

Check it out here.