Praise for
The Daughters Walk
Jane Kirkpatrick is a wonderful writer who creates a story full of strong, admirable characters with human flaws. Clara and Helga come to life with dimension and depth, pulling us into their world. I walked across the country with them, experienced their triumph and disappointment, and faced the shattered, angry family when they returned. Jane has given readers a wonderful story of a family schism that comes full circle to love and grace, and of the importance of family, especially when one has been an outcast. I highly recommend The Daughters Walk !
F RANCINE R IVERS , best-selling author
Jane embraces the finest qualities of the human spirit in all her writing. One of Americas favorite storytellers.
S ANDRA D ALLAS , author of Prayers for Sale
Jane Kirkpatrick brings immense integrity to historical imagination, using her consummate skills as a historian sleuth and psychologist. A compelling portrait of Claras own bold entrepreneurial spirit gives readers believable insight on how a mother and daughters love survives financial hardship, a courageous thirty-five-hundred-mile walk, family tragedy, and estrangement. Bravo!
L INDA L. H UNT , award-winning author of Bold Spirit: Helga Estbys Forgotten Walk Across Victorian America
Jane Kirkpatrick gives us inspiring stories of women who accomplish amazing feats. She has done it again with the poignant story of Clara Estby, who walked with her mother from Spokane to New York in a desperate bid to save the family farm from foreclosure. What was left for this daughter when her connection to family was severed? Jane brings Claras story to life.
D EON S TONEHOUSE , Sunriver Books and Music
Jane Kirkpatricks attention to detail and ability to craft living, breathing characters immerses the reader into her story world. I come away entranced, enlightened, and enriched after losing myself in one of her novels.
K IM V OGEL S AWYER , best-selling author of My Heart Remembers
The Daughters Walk brings to mind another much-loved book, Mamas Bank Account by Kathryn Forbes, which became the Broadway play and movie I Remember Mama . Janes Norwegian characters captivated me in much the same way. Uplifting and heartbreaking by turns, this is a wonderful story, superbly written.
I RENE B ENNETT B ROWN , author of Where Gable Slept and the award-winning young-adult novel Before the Lark
Other Books by Jane Kirkpatrick
NOVELS
Portraits of the Heart Historical Series
A Flickering Light
An Absence So Great
Change and Cherish Historical Series
A Clearing in the Wild
A Tendering in the Storm
A Mending at the Edge
A Land of Sheltered Promise
Tender Ties Historical Series
A Name of Her Own
Every Fixed Star
Hold Tight the Thread
Kinship and Courage Historical Series
All Together in One Place
No Eye Can See
What Once We Loved
Dreamcatcher Collection
A Sweetness to the Soul
Love to Water My Soul
A Gathering of Finches
Mystic Sweet Communion
NONFICTION
A Simple Gift of Comfort
Homestead: A Memoir of Modern Pioneers Pursuing the Edge of Possibility
Aurora: An American Experience in Quilt, Community, and Craft
finalist and award-winning works
THE DAUGHTERS WALK
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Copyright 2011 by Jane Kirkpatrick
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Kirkpatrick, Jane, 1946
The daughters walk / Jane Kirkpatrick. 1st ed.
p. cm.
Based on a true story.
eISBN: 978-0-307-72941-5
1. Mothers and daughtersFiction. 2. Family secretsFiction. I. Title.
PS3561.I712D38 2011
813.54dc22
2010043657
v3.1
To strong and transforming women of all generations .
C AST OF C HARACTERS
Clara Estby | daughter of Helga |
Helga Estby | wife of Ole and mother of Clara, Ole, Olaf, Ida, Bertha, Henry, Arthur, Johnny, William (Billy), Lillian |
Ole Estby | husband of Helga |
Hannah Estby | aunt of Claras; sister to Ole |
Forest Stapleton | son of Claras employer |
the Rutters | employers of Bertha and Olaf |
Martin Siverson | friend of Ole |
Chauncey Depew | railroad magnate and philanthropist |
Olea Stone Ammundsen | New York furrier |
Louise Gubner | New York furrier |
Franklin Dor | agent of Olea and Louise |
John Dor | lumberman in Manistee, Michigan |
Characters designated with an asterisk are not based on actual historical figures and are fully imagined by the author.
Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, This is the way; walk in it. ISAIAH 30:21
Nothing strengthens the judgment and quickens the conscience like individual responsibility. ELIZABETH CADY STANTON, 1848
God is love. Love is the proof of God, and forgiveness is the proof of love. DALE CRAMER IN Levis Will
Prologue
M ICA C REEK , W ASHINGTON S TATE , M ARCH 1901
G o back! Just go back! The woman glared at the dog, who stopped, his tail down, ears tipped forward in confusion.
You cant come with me, she said. Im not part of this family anymore. Her voice cracked at the truth that now defined her life. Heavy, wet snow fell on the solemn pair. The dog failed to obey. Even in this she was powerless. She looked at the window, hoping her mother or sister might wave. No one. She returned to the dog.
Go back. Please. She pointed, her voice breaking. Go, Sailor. Go home. The dog curled his bushy tail between his legs and then turned, walking toward the farmhouse now shrouded in snow. He looked back once, but she pointed and he continued back to the family as shed ordered.
The woman bit her lip to avoid crying, then stuffed the packet close to her chest to keep the papers dry. She pulled her fur coat around her. Maybe she shouldnt have worn it; maybe her success offended them and thats why theyd refused.
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