Last weekend’s haul from the give-away pile included the usual assortment of “junk” plus a nice Chinese fan, an old needle case with great graphics, and a set of Muttluks. Obviously, I don’t need the Muttluks, but I can probably sell them for the price of a meal at the Thai place. I’ve been craving Thai lately.
But it’s not all old wine glasses and Tupperware. Here’s a piece of clothing for a woman, and I don’t even know what it’s called, but it’s antique.
Look at the detailing on all those pin tucks and the interior lining. It’s very small, I can’t even try it on. I have someone in mind for it, though, she’ll probably put it in her Etsy shop. I could do the same, but she’ll enjoy getting her hands on it first.
But there’s something else I can’t resist picking up, and that’s the gloves. Almost every box with the old handkerchiefs, scarves, and belts will have a pair of white kid gloves. I have absolutely no use for any of these, but they are beautiful. None of them fit me, either.
I remember ladies wearing gloves to church back in the ’60’s when I was little, and I remember having them myself. I’m pretty sure those were cotton, though. These go back a bit farther in time, but I don’t know when kid went out of style and cotton became the norm.
But last night I found a pair that were more unusual. I picked them up of course, because I can’t resist the feel of them, but also because I noticed that they were larger. Ah ha, I thought, maybe these will fit me (not that I would wear them anywhere.) So I took them home and tried them on. Too big! But there was a folded up piece of paper in one glove~Some gentleman’s wedding gloves! I’ll bet you anything his wife wrote that piece of paper and saved them. Franklin B. Hams (or Harris?) wedding gloves November 19, 1856.
Naturally, I did a web search for the name, but I didn’t come up with anything.
So. While I think this is extremely cool, I’m not trying to start a museum here. I have a lot of vintage linens and quilts and things from my own family history, and I don’t want to confuse things for my kids by leaving random people’s antiques in my estate. I suppose I’ll do some further research to determine if they have any value and then try to sell them.
But you readers can have first pick from my glove collection!