Exaggeration Postcards by Pam Crooks

Long before Photoshop or fancy phone cameras that can digitally alter a photograph with filters, cropping, color and lighting adjustments — all in seconds — there were exaggeration postcards.

 

Exaggeration postcards were a fun genre that depicted enormous vegetables, giant fish, oversized rabbits, gigantic livestock, and crops so huge they required ladders, saws, wagons, or railroad cars to harvest and move. The joke was obvious, of course, but there was also a bit of advertising tucked inside the humor.

 

Archer King was key to developing the genre. As a professional photographer with studios in southeast Nebraska, he took plenty of serious photographs of farms, prize livestock, rural scenes, and everyday life. But around 1908–1909, he also created a wonderful series of novelty postcards showing a Nebraska where everything seemed to grow — well, a little too much.

 

At least, that was the message — to sell Nebraska to the rest of the country and present the state as fertile, productive, prosperous, and full of opportunity.

 

King was an energetic man, always looking toward his next project. In addition to photography, he built three automobiles, operated movie theaters, and built his own home.

 

Clearly, he was not a man short on imagination. To manipulate photographs of a scale that grand required patience and skill. Early photographers used techniques such as combining portions of several photographs or negatives, hand-coloring, retouching, and carefully adjusting scale and perspective.

 

So imagine receiving a postcard from Nebraska in 1909. Instead of a courthouse or Main Street scene, you open your mail and see a farmer standing beside a stalk of corn so enormous he needs a ladder and handsaw to harvest it.

 

Would you believe it?

 

Of course not.

 

But you’d remember it, and that was part of the genius of exaggeration postcards.

 

The years from about 1905 to 1915 are often called the golden age of postcards in America. Postcards cost only a penny to mail and were wildly popular as souvenirs, greetings, and little snapshots of life in towns across the country.

 

Maybe that is why Archer King’s postcards still feel fun more than a century later.

 

Today, Nebraska tourism might use social media, video, or a catchy advertising campaign. Archer King only had a camera, scissors, photographic know-how, and a very large ear of imaginary corn.

 

More than one hundred years later, we are still looking at his pictures. That may be the best advertisement of all.

 

Here are a few of Archer King’s exaggeration postcards.

 

If you were going to send someone a postcard, which of these would you choose?

Have you seen an exaggeration postcard before?

Heidi Gray McGill is Our Next Guest!

I’m so pleased to announce that Heidi Gray McGill will come to visit on Friday, October 9, 2026!

Have you read many romance books where the heroine is blind? I did a long time ago and haven’t forgotten it. I think it would be worse than trying to wrestle a bear. We rely on our sight so much. Miss Heidi’s heroine can’t even see the face of the man she loves. So come and join in the discussion.

Miss Heidi is giving away a copy of any of her God’s Discerning Series to one commenter so leave a comment on Friday.

And that’s a big Yee-Haw! We’d love your help in welcoming Miss Heidi back.

Stay tuned to Petticoats and Pistols for the best in western romance.

Practical, Culinary, and Medicinal Purposes of the Iris, Poppy, and Sage in the Victorian Era

Isn’t it amazing how plants, including flowers, have so many purposes? Some we still use, others have gotten lost to history. Still, there’s something that really appeals to me about the idea of how close we once lived to nature, and looked to it to solve problems or help us. 

Three that caught my eye, because I have books of the same name, are the iris, the poppy, and sage. In the ninteenth century, you’d likely find each of these in a household garden. They were essential for medicines, manufacturing, and even international trade!

 

The iris is such a beautiful flower. It comes in so many colors! And while in the nineteenth century it was a beautiful decoration in the floral bouquet for many, it’s actually the underground rhizomes, also known as the orris root, that held the highest value commercially. 

When dried, this root could mimic the scent of violets. It was ground up to make Victorian hair powders, to used to scent clothes or keep linens smelling fresh. It also could be distilled into orris oil, which was used in expensive perfumes. 

What would you think if I told you that it was also a common ingredient in toothpastes? It was! But iris was also used internally, brewed into teas that could treat a cough or chest congestion. 

 

 

The poppy was one of the most medically influential plants of the 1800s, and later was used for pain management. In 1804, a German pharmacist learned how to isolate morphine from the opium poppy. In the mid 1800s, that became a really important tool on battlefields to help prevent dysentery, and treat amputation wound pain. 

But it wasn’t just the battlefield doctor who would give medicine from the poppy. When the opium from it was dissolved in alcohol, it made laudanum, which was sold over the counter and considered a sort of cure-all. Doctors would prescribe it for everything from a headache to sleeping poorly to “women’s issues.” There were even some meant to treat colic in infants! 

Aside from the medicinal purposes, the red poppy petals were sometimes used to make ink and to dye fabric. On YouTube, there are actually some videos of people dying fabric with poppy petals, and that’s honestly pretty neat to see. 

 

 

But what about sage? You might already use this herb in your baking. In Victorian gardens, sage had a duel role for both cooking and medicine. If someone had a sore throat, a cough, or a fever, the sage was brewed into a tea. For the woman of a “particular age” this tea also helped to manage symptoms of menopause, in particular hot flashes and night sweats. 

Something else I didn’t know about sage and learned was that while it was used to flavor foods, it was also used to preserve pork and sausage because sage has antimicrobial properties. 

But if you wanted another way to use sage, it was also used as a hair was for dandruff, and also to naturally darken graying hair. 

I admit, sage was so interesting to me, that I went online. Sure enough, there is still sage tea and it’s blended into some unique tea blends. I’m thinking I want to look that up and maybe keep some on hand for a sore throat or that day comes that I get a hot flash! 

These were just three plants, there are dozens and dozens more that had special abilities! But, why did I share about these three in particular? 

Because I have a gift for you. If you’ve never read it, my Garden Belle book Iris is FREE for you. And, if you’ve never read Poppy or Sage, those are on sale for a limited time in the US and UK for just .99. 

 

 

To get Iris: Just click right here!

To get Poppy: Just click right here! 

To get Sage: Just click right here! 

 

And since I’ve been talking about flowers today, and all of the many ways these three were used, what’s a flower or plant that you use in some way, other than to look at?

How I Spent My Writing Vacation

Last week I was on a writing retreat/vacation in the Wisconsin Dells. Not the west, but a place I’d never been before. I confess I had preconceived notions about the Dells. I thought it was a tourist town full of water parks and resorts and geared to kids and families. Well, to be honest, the Dells are a tourist town full of water parks (20!! Supposedly the most water parks in one town in the world) and geared to kids and families. But you know what? It turned out to be fine because we saw some gorgeous natural sights, drank some amazing wine, and enjoyed some remarkable scenery while we were there.

The resort where we stayed was pretty family-oriented, but it was lovely and clean and pretty luxurious really except there was no swimming pool, which was a disappointment because I had counted on getting my exercise in at the pool. There was only an indoor water park that was rather overrun with kids on fall break from school, so we avoided that and got our exercise was walking around the resort grounds, which were lovely.

The history of the area was most fascinating and what I mainly want to share with you today. The gorge that the Wisconsin River flows through is a wonderland of sandstone cliffs formed some 19,000 years ago when a glacial lake burst an ice dam and unleashed a flood that cut deep narrow gorges into the sandstone. What was left were all kinds of  unusual rock formations, sone as high as 100 feet.

We took a tour boat ride up the river to view the incredible cliffs and even walked through a formation that was called the Witch’s Gulch—a fascinating moss-covered slot canyon that was spectacular with different-colored striated layers of sandstone. At one point, we had to squeeze through two sections that were very snug together. Beautiful trees, ferns, and other plants grow out of the sandstone cliffs. We also learned about the photographer H.H. Bennett (he invented the stop-action shutter for catching motion in photography), who made the Dells famous with his photographs of the area. We discovered the history and culture of the Ho-Chunk Nation, who’ve lived in the region and across Wisconsin for thousands of years.

On our way home from the Dells, we stopped for a night in Kenosha to visit with my travel buddy’s family, and I got to see the west side of Lake Michigan for the very first time. The magic is there, no matter from which side I view that glorious body of water. I’ve always maintained that my address is in Indiana, but my home is Lake Michigan. It was on the shores of that vast great lake that I learned about the possibilities of life and began writing at the age of ten. The feeling of coming home was just as intense from the Wisconsin side as it’s always been from the Michigan west coast.

I got words written on my WIP, my travel buddy got a blanket made for her college-age grandson so he’ll be warm in his Wisconsin dorm this winter, so all in all, a successful trip. If you’ve never been to the Wisconsin Dells, I recommend a visit, but unless you’re looking for a waterpark experience, I’d make it in late fall after the tourist season. The town may be known as the water park capital of the world, but it’s also full of history and natural wonders that are must-sees.

Tell me, what is the most fascinating place you’ve visited recently?

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FYI and apropos of nothing I’ve been talking about: If you love sweet cowboy romance, Forever Cowboy is on sale for just $1.99 for a short time.

It’s Yee-Haw Day!

The fillies are riding in with news fit for sharing!

Sarah Lamb

I just wanted to stick my head in, tell you hello, and make sure that you hadn’t missed out on my free book for you!

You can get it by clicking right here. No strings attached, just my hoping that you’ll enjoy your time in this little town of Deepwater! The series just started, and this prequel is a complete standalone, but is the story of one of the cornerstone people in the town!

Winnie Griggs

I’m so excited about the upcoming Oct 13 release of A Vintage Christmas to Remember! It’s an anthology of 22 Christmas novelettes, including one by yours truly and one by Filly sister Sarah Lamb.

There’s still time to get your copy for the discounted preorder cost of 3.99. Once it releases the price goes up to 5.99.

AMAZON LINK

 

Also, to celebrate we’re running a contest with a $50 Amazon gift card prize!

You can enter HERE

 

Linda Broday

Meet my new great granddaughter Presley Marie! She’s a month old here.

I’m so proud of her. This makes me four great grands.

A New Release from Karen Kay, writing as Genny Cothern

Our Enemy Brings Change

A spellbinding and sweet Native American historical romance for Young Adults featuring two people who are friends, but who must not fall in love with each other.

What Will Happen When We Give Our Enemy His Life?

When Starling Nelson begs Good Eagle—her best friend and partner— to spare the life of an enemy, little does she know how this one single action might affect her life. For a year now, Starling has realized her friendship with Good Eagle has blossomed into love. But, because Good Eagle’s heart belongs to another, she has learned to ignore the rapid beating of her own heart whenever Good Eagle is near.

Good Eagle finishes the fight the young Nez Perce warrior started and grants the warrior his life, but only because his partner, Starling, insists upon it. But when the Nez Perce warrior offers a piece of advice to Good Eagle, it has the effect of changing not only Good Eagle’s mind-set about love, it might very well change his life forever.

But, there are doubts about a happy ever after for Good Eagle and Starling, because, though Good Eagle’s past love is no longer alive, in spirit she still haunts him.

Can Good Eagle and Starling win against the supernatural? Or will this one chance at love fail, separating them forever?

Perfect for Readers who love

** A haunted hero and a beautiful “off limits” friend

** Sweet Native American Historical Romance

** Adventure and sweet love in the Old West

** Friends who believe love might destroy their honor

A Young Adult Romance!

Our Enemy Brings Change on sale at Amazon 

Isn’t the newborn baby beautiful?  Congratulations, Linda!  What joy!

 

Jo-Ann Roberts Has A Winner!

 

Thank you, readers, for your comments about childhood injuries and memories of band-aids!

Debra Guyette you are the winner of an e-book edition of “Her Rebel Heart.” I will contact you to arrange for delivery of your prize.

Misty Beller’s Winner!

Huge thanks to Misty Beller for visiting and sharing her research about the various marriageable ages. Interesting.

Now for the DRAWING……….

One commenter will get a signed copy of Mail Order Viscountess!

And the WINNER is……………

DENISE A.

Yippee!! Congratulations, Denise A! Now watch for Miss Misty’s email.

When Did a Girl Become a Woman in the Old West?

Hello Reader Friends!

I’m BEYOND excited to be back with my Petticoats and Pistols family again today!

As I was writing my most recent book, Mail-Order Lady, I stumbled down a historical rabbit hole that I thought you might find interesting:

If you were a nineteen-year-old woman in 1870, were you an adult—or did you still have to mind your mama?

As it turns out, the answer depended a whole lot on where you lived!

In Mail-Order Lady, the heroine, Clara McKinney, is nineteen years old and originally from South Carolina. But during the story, she’s living in the Montana Territory.

And that distinction matters more than I realized.

You’re an Adult…But He’s Not?

In 1870, there was no standard age of majority throughout the United States. Each state and territory had its own rules.

And Montana Territory had a particularly interesting one.

According to a federal government report from the period, women in Montana reached their legal majority at eighteen, while men didn’t reach theirs until twenty-one! Even more surprising, Montana law allowed a man to marry at eighteen, while the report listed no fixed marriage age for women.

So at nineteen, Clara was already legally an adult in Montana.

Her mother could travel all the way from South Carolina and insist Clara come home for an arranged marriage. But legally? Mama was no longer in charge.

 

 

But What If Clara Went Home to South Carolina?

Here’s where things get even more interesting.

South Carolina set the age of majority at twenty-one for both men and women. So back home, nineteen-year-old Clara would still have been considered a minor.

South Carolina’s marriage laws were unusual in another way, though. The state didn’t yet have the marriage-license system we’re familiar with today, and parental consent wasn’t required in the same way it was in some other places.

So Clara’s mother couldn’t simply order her to marry a particular man. But at nineteen, Clara would still be a minor in South Carolina—and family expectations, financial dependence, and social pressure could give Mama plenty of influence over her future.

In Montana, though? At nineteen, Clara was legally grown.

What If Clara Had Been in England?

The difference becomes even more fun when we compare Clara’s situation to the English Balfour family she’s marrying into.

In England, the age of majority was still twenty-one. And marriage laws gave parents considerably more authority over the marriages of young people under that age.

Under the Marriage Act of 1823, parental or guardian consent was an important part of marriages involving someone under twenty-one, with different procedures depending on whether the marriage was by license or banns.

So imagine being nineteen in 1870.

In England, you’re still a minor, and your parents can have a very real say in your marriage.

Travel thousands of miles west to Montana Territory and—if you’re a woman—you’re an adult at eighteen.

Meanwhile, the nineteen-year-old fellow standing beside you still has two years to go!

Apparently, the frontier wasn’t only a place where people could build new lives. In some cases, it could actually change their legal status.

 

 

Which Brings Me Back to Clara…

All of this became especially fascinating while I was writing Mail-Order Lady.

Clara’s family has very definite ideas about her future—including the man they expect her to marry. When her mother arrives in Montana determined to take her back to South Carolina, Clara has some difficult decisions to make.

Fortunately, there’s also Robert Balfour.

Robert is the scholarly Balfour brother, much more comfortable with books than courting women. But he’s been secretly in love with Clara for months now…ever since his brother married her sister. When circumstances push Clara and Robert toward a marriage of convenience, suddenly the question of who gets to decide Clara’s future becomes very important indeed.

And thankfully, the laws of Montana Territory were firmly on nineteen-year-old Clara’s side.

It’s one of my favorite parts of writing historical romance: I’ll start researching one tiny detail for a scene and discover something I never expected.

I pray you love Mail-Order Lady! And don’t forget to grab the rest of the books in the series if you haven’t read them already. (You can read them free in Kindle Unlimited.)

 

Now I’m curious about you!

If you were nineteen-year-old Clara in 1870 and your mother arrived in Montana determined to take you home to marry the man she’d chosen for you, what would you do?  Would you go home to keep the peace—or would you remind Mama that in Montana Territory, you’re a grown woman now? ? Answer in the comments for a chance to win a signed copy of Mail-Order Viscountess (which is book 3, the book right before this one)!

 

Thank you so much,

Misty M. Beller

Where’s Felicia Winner

Thanks to everyone who stopped by to play the game and learn a bit more about Nebraska…the home of Mary Connealy.   

The randomly-selected winner of the $10 Amazon gift card  is………..

CATHERINE!!!

Catherine, I will send you your prize, a $10 Amazon gift ecard.

An Idea that Stuck – History of the Band-Aid

 

Two recent circumstances have prompted this blog.

First, I went down the rabbit hole when I was doing research on medical practices during the Civil War for the Petticoats and Patriots series. Kate Brodie, the heroine in Her Rebel Heart, was a Confederate nurse trained by her late father, a doctor.  The Confederacy was woefully unprepared for the resulting casualties of the war, and three years later in 1864 when the story was set, bandages were petticoats, feedbags, and any type of fabric that would cover a wound.

The second is because of my grandson. He loves band aids for every little scrape on his body. His choice, of course, isn’t the utilitarian band aid, but ones depicting Superman, dinosaurs, or Paw Patrol, or Lightning McQueen. He wears them like a badge of honor, pointing them out to everyone he meets.

Now back to the blog…,From cut-away bandages to pre-packaged and sterilized, discover how Band-Aids became a household necessity. It’s not as long ago as you might think!

Of course, there have always been cuts and scrapes, but there haven’t always been adhesive bandages. This fact was painfully clear to a young housewife named Josephine Dickson.

Back in 1920, this newlywed was living in New Brunswick, New Jersey, with her husband Earle, and though married life agreed with her, housekeeping did not. Not that she didn’t try. When Earle came home from his job as a cotton buyer at Johnson & Johnson, Josephine would always have dinner on the table. Unfortunately, she’d also have several cuts or burns on her fingers. Without an adhesive bandage, Josephine had no easy way of bandaging her own cuts. Earle had to cut pieces of adhesive tape and cotton gauze and make a bandage for each wound. This happened day after day-and, day after day Josephine needed more bandages. They were in a real bind.

Finally, after several weeks of kitchen accidents, Earle hit upon an idea. (Luckily for Johnson & Johnson, his idea was not to go out and hire a cook.) No, Earle sat down and prepared some ready-made bandages by placing squares of cotton gauze at intervals along an adhesive strip and covering them with crinoline. Now all Josephine had to do was cut off a length of the strip and wrap it over her cut. In a way, it was a mother who was responsible for the invention of the band aid.

At the time, Johnson & Johnson made both surgical adhesive tape and gauze intended for covering cuts–Dickson’s innovation was to put those two things together. Recognizing the invention’s potential, Dickson shared his design with his employer, Johnson & Johnson. The company introduced Band-Aid Brand Adhesive Bandages commercially in 1921, creating a completely new category of ready-to-use wound dressings.

Initially, however, the product was not an immediate success

Before the invention of the Band-Aid, treating even a minor cut required separate sterile gauze and adhesive tape, making self-care inconvenient. Earlier advances in wound care, particularly Joseph Lister’s antiseptic principles in the 19th century, had emphasized the importance of sterile dressings in preventing infection. However, there was still no simple, ready-to-use solution for everyday injuries. Earle Dickson’s invention combined sterile gauze and adhesive tape into a single dressing, making wound care quicker, easier, and more accessible for home use.

The first Band-Aids were handmade, measuring approximately 18 inches long and requiring users to cut them into suitable sizes. Because consumers were unfamiliar with the concept of an all-in-one adhesive dressing, early sales remained modest.

A major turning point came in 1924, when Johnson & Johnson introduced pre-cut Band-Aids. Machine-made, pre-cut Band-Aid adhesive bandages replaced the earlier cut-to-size versions, offering a standard size of 3 inches by ¾ inch for immediate use. The packaging also featured a small red pull string, allowing consumers to open it quickly and conveniently.

The new design eliminated the need for scissors and made the product much easier to use.

Innovation continued over the following decades. Individually sterilized Band-Aids became available in 1939, improving hygiene and consumer confidence. These refinements helped establish Band-Aid as an indispensable item in home medicine cabinets.

The outbreak of World War II further accelerated the popularity of Band-Aid adhesive bandages.

Millions of Band-Aids were supplied to military personnel serving overseas. Soldiers became accustomed to using the convenient dressings for minor injuries and many continued relying on them after returning home. Wartime distribution significantly expanded public awareness and cemented Band-Aid’s place in first-aid kits around the world.

Rather than remaining unchanged, Band-Aid continued to evolve with advances in wound care. Over the years, the brand introduced waterproof bandages, flexible fabric designs, stronger adhesives, specialized bandages for fingers and knuckles, and products designed for sensitive skin. Its history still came with a few big milestones including the introduction of machine-made band-aids in 1924, the sale of sterilized band-aids in 1939, and the replacement of regular tape with vinyl tape in 1958, all of which were marketed as the latest in at-home medical care.

 

The long-time slogan of Band-Aid, especially since it began marketing to children and parents in the mid-1950s, is “I am stuck on Band-Aid brand ’cause Band-Aids stuck on me!” and indicates a family-friendly value that Johnson & Johnson is known for. (Admit it…Can’t you just hear that jingle in your head!!)In 1951, Band-Aids introduced the first decorative band-aids which featured the cartoon character Mickey Mouse in the hope they’d appeal to children. These ongoing innovations have allowed the brand to remain relevant for more than a century.

Not every medical breakthrough starts with years of research. Sometimes, it begins with a simple act of care. Earle Dickson wasn’t trying to change the world, he was just looking for an easier way to help his wife treat her frequent kitchen injuries. His solution went on to change first aid for generations.

More than 100 years after its invention, the Band-Aid remains one of the most recognizable examples of how practical design, continuous innovation, and compassionate problem-solving can improve everyday healthcare for millions of people.

 

 

 

 

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North and South. Yankee and Rebel. Union and Confederate.
In the midst of the Civil War, can two hearts come together?
When the tide of war sweeps south and the Union Army invades and destroys the Georgia cotton mill where Kate Brodie is a nurse, not only is her livelihood destroyed but she’s branded a traitor and shipped northward with the other workers. Only the unlikely attention of a Yankee major makes the trip tolerable.

Union major, Griffin Fletcher loathes the part of his job that requires him to destroy homes, towns, and livelihoods of innocent civilians. But he’s sworn to uphold the Union at all costs. Yet, he vows to protect these women he’s been ordered to transport to Marietta. Especially the one whose fiery determination, proud stance, and soft heart draws him closer.

Determined to remain in the South, Kate makes a daring leap of faith to nurse wounded Yankee soldiers, never expecting Major Fletcher to be one of her patients. Along with his healing, they each faced the fears and prejudices that had brought them together.
With survival so tenuous, can faith help them find love in the midst of so much tragedy?

*******GIVEAWAY*******

To win an e-book copy of Her Rebel Heart, share a memory of a childhood incident when you needed a band-aid, or two!

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