Daphne Carter

ISBN: 1479284971

Author: Kolowrat, Ernest

Condition: New

"Ernest Kolowrat has written a tender, haunting love story set in a long-ago world that was really only yesterday."--Stephen Birmingham, Author "Our Crowd"Daphne Carter is a vivacious, witty, twenty-year-old, who likes to ride her horse in early morning before showing up at the Kennedy White House for her glamorous, public-spirited job. She has everything going for her -- until she doesn't.This novella was inspired by Phyllis Mills Wyeth, whose photo from 1962 is on the book's cover -- and whose horse, Union Rags, won the Belmont Stakes in 2012.From beginning of Part II:Glancing through the gossip columns in the New York Journal American for familiar names, I came across the following item: Washington socialite Daphne Carter is now out of danger, we are told by friends who ought to know, following her automobile mishap on Virginias back roads last week. We wish you speedy recovery, Daphne.It was an unusually warm spring day. Intent on acquiring an early tan, I was lounging with the afternoon paper on a beach chair at the oceans edge of my hosts Southampton weekend home. I hadnt seen Daphne since driving her to Idlewild for her flight to Shannon months earlier. I had received a card from her from Cortina, noting that after skiing in Austria and Switzerland, she had taken my suggestion and was spending two glorious weeks on the slopes in Italy. Some weeks later I ran across one of her Garrison Forest classmates who had joined Daphne in Ireland for one of the major hunts. She related a typical Daphne tale - how Daphne had drawn a terrible horse, was sent sprawling into an icy stream, got right back on, and by the end of the hunt Daphne and horse were in perfect accord. More recently I heard from various sources that Daphne was back in the States, living in Washington and thinking of going back to work for the government, this time in the State Department. The rumor also had it that she was involved with her stable boy. And just a few weeks earlier, I had spoken with Daphnes mother after seeing Mrs. Carters name plastered on the front pages of New Yorks afternoon papers. Her clinic in Harlem was campaigning for legislation that would encourage sterilization of mothers with more than four children. Cardinal Spellman took the lead in having her condemned in sermons throughout the diocese for lobbying against the natural order. From a different venue came the accusation by a leader of the Black Muslims that Daphnes mother was waging a sinister campaign to eliminate his race. Thats why her name was now on a White List of those who would one day be taken to task. While I had phoned Mrs. Carter to offer moral support, I had been hoping she would volunteer news of her daughter. She didnt, and considering the rumors about the stable boy, I didnt think it tactful to ask. xxxx x xxxxxx xxx xxxxx xxxx xxxxx xxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx xx xxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxx xxx xxxxxx xxxxxx xxx xxxxxxxxx xxx xxxxxx xxxxxxxx xx xxx xxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxx xxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxx xx xxx xx xxx xxx'x xxxx xxxxxxxxx xxxxxxx xxx xxx xxxxx xxxx xxxxxxxxx x xxx xxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xx xxx xxxxx xxxxx xxxxxxxx xxxxx xxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxx xxxx xxx xxx xxxx xxxx xxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxx xx xxx xxxxx xxxx xxx xx xxx xxxx xxxx xx xxxxxxxxx xx xxxxxxxxxx xxx xxxx xxxxx xxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx xx xxxxx xxxxxx xx xxxxxxxx xx xxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx xxxxx xxxx xxxxxxx xxx xxxxxxxx xxx xx xxxxxx xxxxxxx x xxx xxxxxx xxxxxx xxxxx xx xxxxx xxxx xxx xx xx x xxxxxxxx xxx xxxxx xxx xxxx xxxx xxxxxx xxxxx xxx xxx xxxxxxx xxxxxxx xxxxx xxxxxx xxxxxxx xxx xxxx xxxxx xx xxxxxx xx xxxxx xxx xxxxxxx xxxxxxx xxx xxx xxxx xxxx xxxxxx xxx xxx xxx xx xxxxxxxx xx xxx xxxx xxxxxxx xxx xxx xxxx xx xxxxxx xxx