Edna Clair Ferris - Jud is Born


Dec. 10, 1916
     My third baby boy was born Nov. 8 at 3 a.m. Weighed 11-1/2 lbs. It was a
hard birth. Dr. Hobson, Dr. Allen, Jennie Argent and Gene were with me.

The baby is to be named Judson Ferris Mallory. (EHM II)

Baby has done fine and Jennie is going home tomorrow to get ready to go to
Bensen, Minn. and Mrs. Randall is coming tomorrow for a week, then I hope to
try it alone.

Baby has no name yet, and I am anxious to know what to call him. He is such a
fine baby and good too.

Dec. 24, 1916
     Baby weighed 14 lbs. when he was six weeks old with just his band, shirt
and diaper on. Mrs. Randall stayed until Dec. 20th. I think we will name the
baby Gerald. Gene and William are spending their Christmas Eve over to
Grandmother's with Uncle Frank and Nettie.

Jan. 4, 1917
     Baby weighed 14-3/4 lbs. last night at eight weeks old. Baby Gene had his
first cold this winter.

Feb. 21, 1917
     Baby is fifteen weeks old tonight and Wayne is 12 years old. William will
soon be 12. He has his first job on the delivery wagon.

Baby still has the red mark on his forehead and eye, but it seems to be getting
paler. He drools all the time and chews his fists. He laughs and plays and is
good about going to bed. He never has made any trouble nights, and has never
been outdoors yet.

Mary Wheeler was killed Feb. 7 at Melvin, Ill., and Jennie Elliott died Feb.
18th and the Cy Wolf's lost one of their twins last night. Little Mary Lou - it
makes me sad to think of it.

The surviving twin, Robert (Bob) Wolf, was my boyhood friend. I rode many
miles in Cy's maroon 1928 Olds and played old time auction bridge with Bob and
friends. (EHM II)

Gene weighed William about a month ago and he weighed 125 lbs. with his macinaw
on. My, but he is big and husky.

Mar. 25, 1917
     The little baby made his first trip outdoors today. He is almost 5 month's
old. He was not so very pleased about it, going over to Grandmother's, and went
to sleep coming home. We weighed him a week before he was 4 month's old and he
weighed 17-1/2 lbs. He is such a sweet baby and good as gold. Little Gene is
over to Grand mother's. He stays there all night on Sunday nights. He says he
is going to stay "all winter".

William is twelve year's old. This was the first birthday he didn't have
candles on his cake. I made him one and Nettie and Ma came up and ate dinner
here. William still is over to their place, but has to come home soon, for it
makes me feel bad to have him away nights.

Mar. 31, 1917
     I put baby in short clothes this week as he is so big and he looks cute.
William has come home to stay nights.

Apr. 9, 1917
     Little Gene's fourth birthday came on Monday. He had his cake with candles
and was very happy.

Apr. 25, 1917
     Little Gene is much attached to a little elephant and his dogs, Pat and
Fritz, and takes them everywhere.

Little Judson holds everything in his hands and rolls over and over. He lies on
his stomach and holds himself up with his arms and he looks around. He smiles
every time anyone looks at him. Eva Parks has him over there now.

May 14, 1917
     Gene has gone down to see his mother for probably the last time, for we
think she is dying. This is her birthday. A week ago tonight we took her out in
the car and a week ago tomorrow morning she and Mrs. O.F. Meyers went to Chas.
City to a Missionary convention. She came home Wednesday night about 9 o'clock
and went to bed feeling alright, but she waked at 5 in the morning with a
terrible pain under her shoulder blade. Pleurisy and finally pneumonia set in.
She held her own until late this afternoon when she was taken worse, and
tonight Dr. Hacker says there is no hope for her whatever. Baby Judson is 6
month's old and Lou is expecting a little one. Baby Gene and William are over
to ma's tonight.

May 16, 1917
     Mrs. Mallory died at eleven o'clock in the morning, May 15, and her
funeral will be held tomorrow, May 17, from the house at 2 o'clock. She was
conscious until about one o'clock Monday night, then went to sleep. She rallied
a little Tuesday morning, then later went into a stupor and about eleven she
opened her eyes and looked at Nellie Stockdale as if she wanted to speak, but
in an instant she was gone.

June 4, 1917
     On Friday, Gene brought home a bank book with $1,000 in it for the two
little ones, Gene and Judson. It was willed to them from Grandfather D. C.
Mallory, who never lived to see either one of them. And it was received by them
on Mar. 31, 1917 after Grandmother's death.

Little Gene is past four and little Judson is past six months old.

Mrs. Hudson died June 4, 1917

This is the last of this book. (Two composition books hold the diary.) To think
it was started as a chronicle of one little five month old baby boy, William,
now past twelve. A big strong healthy boy who is anxious to join the Boy
Scouts, and who has his first regular jobs mowing B. H.'s yard and ours this
summer. He does well in school and finished the 7th grade this year.

Little Gene is past four and is a dear little boy, full of war and fighting,
but always good to mother and grandmother. He is healthy and happy and I
couldn't live without him.

Judson is nearly seven month's old, and has never been sick a minute. The best
baby ever was. So sweet and smiling. Beginning to creep and play with things
while sitting on the floor. He is my biggest baby and he is healthy and fat.

I feel pretty proud of my family of three strong handsome boys, William, Gene
and Baby Judson.

July 5, 1917
     Baby Judson crept all over the house at seven months and stood up alone by
the window at seven and a half months. He has no teeth yet, is slow about
getting any.

Baby Gene had such a good time on the glorious fourth. He shot off a rocket
aimed at father and when he hollered, little Gene ran clear across the road and
said "Did it hurt you bery bad father?" He fired them off over to Ben's so not
to wake the baby who was cross all day, but Uncle Frank came up to see them and
we sat on our south porch.

William is getting ready to go camping next week. He has been working for a
couple of weeks down to the pop factory washing bottles.

Baby Judson pat a cakes and calls dad dad and mom mom and he knows who he means
by them too. Nettie and ma and all the boys went with us to Chapin yesterday.

Ed and Kirkwood started for California July 2 in their Ford. Left here about 7
a.m. It is a long drive ahead of them.

Gene ruptured himself June 25 up to Peter's, while digging out an old
grapevine. He has worn a truss ever since.

We are expecting to get the numbers of those drawn for army service every day
and will get them within the week. July 4th, the papers announced the safe
arrival of Gen. Pershing's army in France, the first of our soldiers to get
into active service.

July 7, 1917
     Ruth Ruby Cronin has a 9 lb. baby girl since 12:10 this morning.

July 13, 1917
     Just a year ago today since Gene and Ben and Andy and John Rule went up to
Gull Lake. William has been camping this week out to Shepherd's grove. James
Boehmler took him. Wm. and Franklin and Barton Robinson, Abe Hobson, Otto
Luhring, Doc Elphic and Glen Harrison out last Monday July 9, and they surely
ought to have a good time, for they have a dandy place and such a nice camp. I
am so anxious for William to enjoy himself because he is so hard to please and
always imagines himself abused.

Ben took Baby Gene up to Sheffield the other evening and bought him a yellow
puppy.

Little Gene won't play with other children at all. He says they are all
"naughty" and he doesn't like them and he fights them like everything.

Our corn crop is a week or ten days behind and I can't help but worry about it,
since we need it so bad to keep the German's from winning the war. To think of
our boys having to go to France to fight, it seems as though someway it will be
avoided.

July 21, 1917
     Baby Judson cut his first tooth yesterday at 8-1/2 months. He has surely
been slow. It was the day the numbers were drawn drafting the boys into the
army.

Mrs. Hattie Snyder of Golden, Colorado, visited us yesterday.

Wm. goes to St. Paul at 3:29 a.m. tomorrow.

Aug. 1, 1917
     William has a job on Saturdays at Shockeys. I hope he will get along
alright at it. He was so pleased to get it. We had a big rain last night and
the children played out on the pavement in the water.

DeWit was drawn, but is so far down the list that we think perhaps he won't be
called.

Kirkwood and Ed are in Yellowstone Park now.

Aug. 5, 1917
     Baby Gene got all over being a German general after he joined the Red
Cross. He asked nearly everybody "Have you joined too?"

Judson has two teeth now. He is almost 9 month's old.

Aug. 8, 1917
     Little Fritz got killed by a car last week.

Little Judson is 9 month's old today. He can stand by holding on to things and
for a minute or two alone. He still has his red mark on his face, but not so
plain.

Elizabeth and Lee are going to be married Aug. 20th, but they don't know yet
whether Lee has an officer's commission or not, so I don't know where they will
live.

Aug. 17, 1917
     Baby Judson was sick yesterday with a cold which was in his eyes. It seems
he is better today. Little Gene also has a cold and William has a bad elbow.

Our wedding comes off Monday. Lee is commissioned First Lieutenant. Lou is
still waiting and I am scared almost to pieces.

The first of our soldier boys have been reported killed in France.

Aug. 20, 1917
     This is Elizabeth's wedding day. A lovely day, but warm, the sky is so
blue and here and there a lovely white cloud. It actually seems as though
everything is going to turn out alright after all. Lee is here and the gowns,
refreshments, bouquets and most of the flowers, all except the similax. The
cakes were somewhat damaged, but are being repaired downtown. I hope this is
the beginning of a long life and happiness for them, the dears, but Lou is on
my mind more. I am so anxious about her.

Baby is well again and little Gene is too, but my he is cross. I think it is
the wedding excitement.

Sept. 2, 1917
     I have been having a time the last week trying to wean little Jud son. We
were both sick when I began and maybe that was why he was so sick and cross.
Today he seems much better. Frank came home today and we all went to Burdette.

Lee and Lizabeth went to Battle Creek, Mich. We think our soldier boys are
being sent to France right along, but there is nothing in the papers to give
the submarines a chance to sink our boys. DeWitt was drawn.

Sept. 5, 1917
     Lou and Andy have a fine baby boy since yesterday afternoon.

This is the day our boys who have been called have to go to camp for training
to take part in this awful war.

Sept. 12, 1917
     Lou's little baby is past a week old and my little Judson is all weaned. I
weaned him the day after Andy H. Jr. was born.

Our boys are going to France Sunday. The first of our soldiers from here left
last week.

I have a new girl, Anna, for a while.

I am giving Judson cow's milk, eggs, graham crackers, white cookies, custard. I
gave him barley a few days. He surely was cross for about a week. We could
hardly live with him, but today he is good.

Sept. 18, 1917
     Little Judson has been sick for a couple of days, so we had Dr. Allen
yesterday. I am giving him half milk and half barley water with two
teaspoonsful of lime water to each glass and a teaspoon full of Mead's Dextro
Maltose to each glass.

Margaret went to Nashville, Tenn. last night and Ben went to Chicago with her
and goes to Battle Creek, Mich. after Elizabeth, as Lee has been ordered to
Oklahoma for six weeks.

Sept. 25, 1917
     Little Judson was sick for just one week, but now he seems to be doing
well again. Nettie came up every day to help me, her face is all ivy poison and
both her wrists.

Lou's baby three weeks old today.

Bert Roberts' have another baby born Sunday, Sept. 23, their fourth baby.

Sept. 26, 1917
     Judson has been so good all day. Just as soon as I gave him all the milk
he wanted, he got so much better. I canned peaches today, fourteen quarts all
together. I have a crate of pears for tomorrow.

Oct. 22, 1917
     Little Judson says "all right" and he means it. He says Edna and "rattle,
rattle, rattle". He has six teeth, four above and two below. He is now 11-1/2
month's old and I thought he would be walking before now. He is just as good as
can be.

Gene is out most of the time now selling "liberty bonds".

Little Gene is wearing his first pants and waists and he does look too dear.

William is going to take his exam this week to be a boy scout.

Ed and Kirkwood came home Sunday.

Nov. 8, 1917
     Baby Judson is having his first birthday today, and he is so lively. I
think he knows it.

He does not walk yet, but he has six teeth and he seems to be perfectly well
for he is so good. His hair is yellow as gold and curly, and his cheeks are
pink as poppies. He plays out in the bottom of the kitchen cabinet by the hour.
We call it his ten cent store. This and the little stove in the parlor keep him
busy.

William passed the scout exam. Got a mark of 93, which I think was fine.

Little Gene is always talking about building his dog house and carries on long
conversations and winds up every sentence "What would you say".

All the children are fine and healthy.

This has been an eventful year, for I was sick so long, then in the spring Mrs.
Mallory died and Elizabeth was married, and DeWitt went to the training camp
and Lou and Andy had a baby. Mrs. Ed looks bad and Ed and Kirkwood made their
long trip and Effie Ben lost her health. She went into Chicago night before
last to see the doctors there and we are anxiously waiting to hear from her,
hoping for the best while fearing the worst.

Little Judson had his birthday cake with candles on it, but no frosting, as we
are trying to save sugar to send it to the allies, as there is a shortage. The
food campaign is in full swing and we are really trying hard to save food.

The first Iowa boys have been killed in France Nov. 3, when the Germans, 210 in
number, cut off 21 of the Americans in a wing trench, and killed 3 and either
captured or wounded the rest (Gresham, Enright and Hay).

Dec. 8, 1917
     Baby Judson walks alone three or four steps. His red mark on his forehead
just barely shows when we look for it.

The Germans seem to be getting the best of us just at present as they have made
a big drive into Italy and they have stopped the British and French on the
Western Front.

The submarines seem to have gone out of business almost, or at least we don't
hear much of them.

Allie McNeill died Dec. 1st of tuberculosis. Too bad, I always liked Allie.

Gene is building a dog house yet. It is going to be fire proof with a flat
cement roof.

It is cold, from 10 to 20 below zero every day, so we had our car doped
yesterday.

Judson is a great boy for his father and always goes for him just as fast as he
can when he hears Gene come in.

William got two new suits of clothes, a new cap and overcoat and two pair of
mittens, 4 shirts and belt, and he had his picture taken. He is terribly good
looking and I am awful proud of him.

Dec. 9, 1917
     Dr. Hobson's house burned Dec. 9 and it is a total wreck.

Dec. 29, 1917
     It is so cold, it was 20 below zero today. The children all had a good
time Christmas and got such a lot of presents. Wm. got two books, a fountain
pen, three neckties, a Mysto magic set, and a lot more things. Gene got a bug
game, set of blocks, 6 books, a top, a lot of animals, two or three little sets
for busy work, a white waist and a lot more things.

They had the tree over to Auntie's and we all had dinner here. There have been
three deaths the last few days. Mrs. Wade died on Christmas night and Mrs.
Perrin and Alton Wolf, Dec. 27.

William has had his usual run of luck being sick in his vacation, with cold,
sore throat and everything else that goes with it for him.

Judson has 7 teeth and he walks from morning until night, his little funny
staggering walk. He is a good baby but he surely crys the easiest of any of my
babies. He is his father's boy alright and makes a terrible fuss over Gene. He
says "more milk", Edna, black, bye boy alright and some other little words, but
none of them very plain.

Jan. 1, 1918
     We had a nice New Year's Day today. We had a nice dinner over to ma's,
then we brought Judson home to sleep.

Lou's baby has been very sick and I was frightened about him last night, but he
is better today, so I feel encouraged.

Effie is sick with acute bronchitis and Lou also has a bad cold.

DeWitt came home for New Years. Margaret goes back tonight.

William is feeling better and is interested in mysto magic.

Jan. 13, 1918
     I have signed the food pledge. Now we have meatless Tuesdays and wheatless
Wednesdays and one wheatless meal a day besides. We save all meat, wheat, sugar
and dairy products we can. No hard ship either. I like it now things are so
high.

Gene got Christmas books, but has difficulty getting them read to him as he
always makes one stop if there is any "danger".

Jan. 17, 1918
     Little Andy Luke died this morning about a quarter to seven o'clock. I
thought when I saw him day before yesterday that he would not live, but still I
was shocked when it came. Poor little man, he had a hard time in his short life
of 4-1/2 mo. Gene went down last night at 2:30 and came back at six, and before
seven Elmer telephoned that he was dead. He was sick three weeks with kidney
poisoning.

He surely was a darling baby. I always did love him and I know I would have
done for him if I could, but I thought I could not, because I have had no help
and my own are so lively. I feel so sorry.

Jan. 19, 1918
     Lou and Andy had to bury their darling little baby boy yesterday, such a
bitter cold day, 10 above zero, with a cold wind. Little Andy looked like a
little angel, and it was hard to lay him away. I am glad I always did love him
from the minute I knew he was in the world, dear little man. When we feel so
sorry we know how much Lou and Andy are missing him.

Gene and I expect to go to Rochester on Monday, Jan. 21 to have Gene's rupture
looked after.

Feb. 27, 1918
     This is Gene's 54th birthday. He has had a quiet day too, went out to
settle up with Henderson and was down to Arthur's hog sale.

We went to Rochester Jan. 21 and Gene had his operation Jan. 28th at St. Mary's
Hospital. Dr. Masson operated. He went to the operating room at 9:30 a.m. and
it was 10:45 before I saw him again.

The Sister's name was Sister Germain and the nurses Misses Stebbins, Johnson,
Hardman and Wragg.

Gene was awful weak and sick for four days, then he began to mend. He was
discharged the twelfth day. We came home Feb. 22nd.

We stayed at the Hotel Brown and have pleasant recollections of Mrs. McConnic,
Mrs. Morton, Mrs. Young, Mrs. Wolf, Mrs. Woolfand, daughter Mrs. Carter, Mrs.
Hannan, Mrs. Oleson, Mrs. Hopper, Mrs. Leibig, Mrs. Scouce, Mr. and Mrs.
Stevens, Mrs. Miller, Mrs. Douglas, Mr. Wilhelm Leret Bell, String Beans and
others.

Apr. 9, 1918
     Little Gene is five years old today and he has had a fine time all day. He
had his cake with "Apr. 9 Gene 5 yrs" on it in little candles besides his
candles.

Effie Ben has been very sick all day and I am terribly worried about her. She
seems to go from bad to worse and unless she begins to mend pretty soon, I am
afraid of the outcome.

Ma has been feeling bad for two weeks, but she looks better today. I don't know
why everyone has to be feeling so mean.

Gene got a fine wagon for his birthday and he has played out with it all day
and enjoyed himself very much. He got up with a big broad grin on and has been
happy all day. We took a ride after we got Auntie and he talked and talked
about Wahb and his nice babies. My he is a dear little boy, so lively and so
interested in everything and his Wahb and the tin babies are a joy forever.

Apr. 28, 1918
     William just over the German measles. He has been over to grandmother's
all week with them.

Mrs. C. D. Williams died very suddenly Apr. 20, though she was in poor health
for a long time before. She was a sweet lady and I feel very sorry for her
family. Ma has been so very poorly for a month past, but is better now. Effie
Ben continues very poorly indeed and she seems to be losing ground very
rapidly, and I do surely feel much worried about the outcome. She must begin to
mend very soon I should think.

Little Wahb is at grandmother's today. He said the other day "Soap makes
Auntie's hands sore, but it is very unusual, isn't it?", and the other day we
were trying to find a place in the country and he said "Why father, the man
directed us wrong". Last night he fixed up some water which he christened
"Antigesic water". He says he's making that in place of "cat & hatter" this
summer.

The war news is bad. The Germans keep gaining all the time on the Western
Front. It is such a weary waiting for good news from the war. We had too much
"watchful waiting". If the tide ever turns in our favor, how we will rejoice.

I make my bread 1/3 ground oatmeal and ginger bread and dark cakes of corn
syrup and barley flour. We buy flour now or at least those who do buy it buy 1
lb. of some substitute for every pound of white flour, and for whole wheat, 3/5
of a pound of substitutes for every pound. Effie Ben sold me a sack and I had
one so I've not bought any as I only use white flour once in a very great
while, and use whole wheat. If things get worse, we won't use wheat at all.

May 12, 1918
     This is Effie Ben's birthday. She went to Battle Creak May 4 to be in the
Sanitarium and to be near Elizabeth. She seems to be losing ground fast. Unless
she gets relief there, I am sure she won't live long.

Judson insists on wearing his hat all the time. He sure is devoted to it.

William slept in his scout tent last night. Pretty chilly too, but he says he
was warm.

War news is better. The Western line is holding against the horrible Germans.

My war bread now is one third rice, it is fine too.

July 12, 1918
     Leone and I went to Rochester June 22 and came home July 4 and go back in
another week for a stomach operation. Leone is a neurotic and they let her off
after charging her $40. If this operation fulfills all of my expectations, it
will be a bad one alright.

I let my girl, Vera Hartgraves, go today. She had too much in her head beside
brains.

Effie Ben was very sick with pleurisy several days, but Ben says she is much
better now, but the poor girl seems just to go from bad to worse all the time.

Aug. 14, 1918
     Effie Ben had an attack of uremic poisoning and died at 4:30 Friday
afternoon, July 26. Poor girl, she sure had a hard time. It will soon be a year
since she began to fail so fast, and she just went from bad to worse until the
end.

I was operated on the Friday just a week before she died by Dr. W. J. Mayo,
July 19th, for duodenal ulcer and appendicitis. Was out to St. Mary's 18 days.
Left Aug. 5th and came home August 8th.

Baby Judson and Little Gene are with Grandmother and Auntie, and William went
camping yesterday, so it is quiet here and nothing much going on. I have a new
girl, Lorena Liekweg, came Monday Aug. 11th.

I feel pretty good. My stomach is sour yet, but I am getting so I feel stronger
and eat better.

Mrs. Marschall and W. L. Robinson at Rochester now.

Aug. 20, 1918
     Gene shipped five car loads of cattle today. He went in on the freight
train so that he could take William. I hated to have him go by freight, but I
was anxious to have William get the trip. It was surely awful good of Gene, but
he surely is good and kind, bless his heart. I surely do love him and all my
"other boys".

My stomach stopped being sour today and it isn't rolling and rumbling so bad
either. Maybe it will behave now.

Sept. 3, 1918
     Little Gene started to the kindergarten yesterday. He did not want to go.
He said it made him "sorrowful" to think of it, but he was happy enough when he
got there and liked it today. His teacher is Hanna Meinzer of Ackley. William
started in high school this year. I surely hope he does well.

My stomach is sour yet, but not as much as at first. Baby Judie is still over
to Grandmother's.

Sept. 15, 1918
     All the boys are over with Grandmother. Judson still is staying there with
Auntie.

Harry Ferris visited us here last week and we liked him very much. Elizabeth
has told me that she is expecting a little one in March. It is hard to have Lee
in France at this time. She has not heard from him since he left New York.

We are beginning to worry because our Judie boy does not say a word nor try to
even.

Frank came home last week to register in the 18 to 45 draft Sept. 12.

Sept. 29, 1918
     We have an exciting day. Mollie got sick and they took her to the hospital
today and operated on her for appendicitis, and Dicta has been sick all day
with a slight attack of influenza. Elizabeth is gone to Iowa City with
Margaret, and things have happened fast since I tell you. Judson is still with
Auntie. I went to Mason City Tuesday and bought me such a pretty new hat and
Little Gene a new overcoat and cap.

Oct. 7, 1918
     Things do not seem to improve much. Now Mollie has Spanish influenza.
Frank came home today. Germany has made her first peace move, asks to accept
Wilson's fourteen conditions, but can't do it while her army is in France, but
it looks hopeful anyway, only I hope we keep on fighting.

Gene went to Mason City today with hogs.

Nov. 7, 1918
     Judson will be two tomorrow. He surely is a fine baby, well and strong and
so good. He does not talk any yet, sometimes the red mark on his forehead
shows, but it is barely visible now when you look closely, so I think it is not
going to stay. Nettie went to Vinton two weeks ago to substitute for Miss Loy a
couple of months.

The allies have given Germany 48 hours to accept their terms or not to. I think
they will accept, but actually feel like having a few more of them killed off
before we quit. But anyway, they are beaten whether they surrender now or
later.

Nov. 8, 1918
     This is Judson's second birthday and I have been hoping the Germans would
surrender today.

Judson had a cake with three candles on it and butter nuts inside and scalloped
potatoes, mashed turnips, bacon and eggs and fruit salad for supper, and we
bought him a knife and fork and spoon for a present.

This has been quite an eventful year. In January, Lou and Andy lost their baby
boy. Gene and I went to Rochester and he had his operation January 28. We spent
six weeks up there in July. I had my operation July 19 and Effie Ben died July
26th. Just a week later Lee sailed for France in July and Lou and Elizabeth and
Concha are all expecting babies. It surely looks as though we may expect peace
any day now, and that is the best of all. Judson has had a lively day alright
and he has been happy. We all hope by next year he will be talking some as he
is slow about that. He is good about using his chair thanks to Auntie's
increasing efforts.

Frank took his examination yesterday for the army. Ma seems about as usual and
Nettie is in Vinton again.



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Edna Clair Ferris - Beginnings
Edna Clair Ferris - Raising William
Edna Clair Ferris - Raising William 2
Edna Clair Ferris - Married Again
Edna Clair Ferris - Gene is Born
Edna Clair Ferris - Jud is Born War
Edna Clair Ferris - Peace
Edna Clair Ferris - Sickness
Edna Clair Ferris - The End is Near
Edna Clair Ferris - Epilogue


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