Mary Beekman is a four-year-old ghost who resides in The Beekman Mansion, and considers Brent and Josh her “imaginary friends.” Follow Mary Beekman’s Diary each week to learn what it’s like to be a young child in early 19th century America

Nell and her Mother and Grandmother visited us at home today.  Nell’s grandmother came outside to be with Nell and me when were were playing with our rag dollies.  We like to have her be with us because she tells us stories about so many things.  She sat in between us and we each held a hand while she was speaking.  I have to be still and listen carefully because her voice is not loud. Her hands are soft.  Sometimes I have to look down at our hands to make certain we are touching because they are so very soft.  Even Mother’s hands are not like that.  When Nell’s grandmother smoothes my hair behind my ear, it feels almost as thought a feather had tucked my hair in place.

I like to gently trail my fingers over the back of her hand.  There are dark blue cords that feel like round ridges that the tips of my fingers have to slide over.  My hand don’t seem to have them……I looked.  She told us they were veins.  I do not know what veins are.  I will ask Brent.  On the other side of her hand there are many lines.  She told us stories about the lines in our hands.  One is called a heart line and is near the base of the fingers.  She said it appears Nell and I would find good husbands.  There is a head line too.  This line begins at the base of the finger after the thumb and goes to the outside of the palm.  She thought I would be a smart girl and read many books.  I would like to WRITE a book.  Nell will be very clever and  artistic.  Nell can draw better than I can already. She draws very good flowers.

The last line she told us about was the life line.  I think that line went from the edge of the palm above the thumb and travels in an arc towards the wrist.  Right now Nell and i do not have very big life lines.  Nell’s grandmother said they will get longer as we grow older.  She is very old and her hand is not very big.  I think Nell and I will live to be very old too.  We will always be good friends and live near each other.  I just know we will.  We can tell our children about the stories in their hands too.  I hope I can remember to show Josh and Brent about their hands.

by Mary Beekman

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Mark

Dear Mary,

I'm a writer. Looking for a place to call home. I am a rock solid worker. I've worked on Tobacco farms & restuarants: from cooking to tending bar to general management, was a sailor, Search & Rescue for the U.S. Navy. I've worked on feature films as an electrician and I'm currently spending every minute (past three years) on my writing. I have three screenplays that I will finish here in New Mexico at the end of September. After that I won't have a home… if you need a strong back, a quick mind and not bad with a chef's knife with an added advantage of a sensitive palate… this is to ask, dear Mary, may I spend the fall thru next summer with you at Beekman's 1802?

Best,

Mark

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teri tighe

Mary,

I can see you and your friend Nell growing old together, sitting in your rockers and having girl talk. Enjoy each and every day you have with your loved ones, it will make the older years that much sweeter.

xo

Teri

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Mary

Marcia, I am going to try and remember all I do that is interesting and

teaches me something. Mother says that is important; but I do so enjoy being 4.

We are not promised tomorrow are we……………..

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Mary

Susan, it will be fun to make hand prints. Josh is always digging in the dirt so he

will be able to find us the finest soil to press our hands down. Brent will be

certain to have us rinse our hands off when we are done. Thank you for the idea

I wonder how long our prints will remain.

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susan tolbert

Hello Mary, I am always so happy to hear from you. I am glad you and Nell are having time together during the summer. You don't realize how you will enjoy these memories as you become older. Farmer John was talking about baling hay this time of year and I told him when I was about 13 years old I helped bale hay for the farmer who lived near my family home. Just remembering those days made me smile even though it was hard work. Be glad you don't have to do such chores. My hands are not very soft right now because I am always playing in the gardens and I forget to put on my gloves but it doesn't change the lines on my hands. I hope Nell's Grandmother told you that each of us have lines but everyones lines are different. Next time Nell comes to visit you can wet your hands and place them in the dirt to make a print. You can examine each others prints. Continue to enjoy your summer and maybe Josh and Brent will make hand prints with you. Your Friend, sue t.

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Marcia

Dear Mary,

Thank you for your little lesson, it was very interesting. And I feel that you will remember all this as you grow older, but enjoy being 4 years old.

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