Having just moved to the rooming house on the outskirts of town, Velma is going to get her library card in her new neighborhood. Like most of the “extra girls” she lives with, Velma does not work. She wonders about volunteering at the library, thinks about the cosy dusty smells, feel of weighty books, endless supplies of glossy magazines, and the quiet. The blessed quiet. She had known that slim bright stylish (and single) bibliographer and personal librarian, Jane Quinby (1901-1965) when they both lived in New York. Yes, Jane. Miss Quinby had a stillness about her and a sense of stern organization. Yes. Velma clenched her gloved hand and determined to ask that very day about volunteering at the library.
Velma’s hat is available here: http://www.etsy.com/listing/75626818/spots-stripes-cotton-hat