Carolyn Sherwin Bailey (1875–1961)

I read this book back in 1973 and I still remembered it. I think the artwork burned into my brain.

I reconnected with a friend, recently, from thirty years and we were talking about books. I noticed on her book list was Miss Hickory. WE had a discussion and I found this review: http://www.kindertrauma.com/?p=205
which was followed by a trip to the library for the book.

Ah, the good old days of warped children's stories.… (mere)

Up until the last two chapters, I thought this was a very cute book. Each chapter is a little mini story of different forest creatures and how their paths cross from autumn to spring. I loved seeing how the author tied in different aspects of nature and spun a story around them. I also liked the look inside the domestic life of Miss Hickory (cleaning, canning, gathering food, etc.) However, the last two chapters were simply disturbing. For the sake of spoilers, I will not go in to details. As a child, the end to this book would have left me confused and somewhat scared.… (mere)