Went trolling at the flea market yesterday for a camera and came across this little lady in my meanderings who looked at me with such forlorn eyes who seemed to be just asking for a home. Couldn't resist and so I took her home along with her younger sister (a 1930). Looks like they've both had a pretty rough time of it and I and put her at AG-Something? Looks like she was scrubbed up nice and clean at some point in time. BTW, she was there for the great Wall Street Crash of 1929.
