The Sign of the Twisted Candles

"Oh, Nancy! I'm afraid to go any farther, and I'm afraid not to.  Won't you speed the car up?" Nancy Drew smiled grimly to herself, despite the awe-inspiring situation with which she had to battle. "Which shall it be, Bess?  Shall we stop or shall we try to go faster?"  Nancy asked the girl beside her in the sporty little roadster.  

I have read every single Nancy Drew book several times over.  Now this was a looooooooooong time ago but the memories are so strong and so good that I had to participate in the Get a Clue with Nancy Drew blog hop!

Bess's answer was drowned out by a peal of thunder which followed a blinding flash of lightning.  Nancy cast an apprehensive glance at the sky, where black and lead-colored clouds writhed and twisted, although not a sign of breeze fluttered the tree leaves along the country road up which the automobile was running.

I lined the bag with another print - showing the silhouettes of Nancy, George and Bess.

l also fussy cut Nancy and appliqued her to a small pouch.  The reverse side is the bookshelf fabric.

"Look how yellow the sky is getting in the southwest," exclaimed the third occupant of the car, George Fayne, who, despite the name, was an attractive girl of about the same age as Nancy and Bess Marvin, her cousin.

I still own one Nancy Drew book - The Sign of the Twisted Candles - which has a 1933 date inside the cover.  I got the book from my grandmother - my dad's mom - so my guess is my aunt was the first to read.  She would have been just the right age in 1933.  

The three chums had gone for a ride this sultry August afternoon to seek relief from the heat.  Some thirty miles from their home town of River heights, while traversing an unfamiliar cross-road, they had noticed the suddenly darkened sky.

My new bag is the perfect size for trips to the library.  In fact, I took it out for a spin to my local library as soon as it was done!  The bag dimensions are 12" by 12" by 6".  I used a double layer of iron on batting and did some straight line quilting on the bottom of the bag.

"I guess we are in for it," Nancy cried,, as the trees and shrubs bent before a blast of hot wind.  A peculiar yellowish tinge spread over the sky, tinting the landscape with a ghostly pallor.  then, without further warning, as if a gigantic bucket had been inverted overhead, the rain poured down in torrents.  In a second the road was obscured, and a few minutes later it became a stream in which the wheels, sending sheets of water fender-high, skidded sickeningly.

Now pick up your magnifying glass and join me in visiting the other sleuths I am sharing today with:

                                                   Simple Sew

Sewing By Moonlight

Beaquilter

Pat Sloan’s Place

>>>>>>> A Stitch In Time   <<<<<<<

Judith Handmade Treasures

Gingersnaps Fabrics and Quilts

Judy At That Other Blog

Fabric-ating

Melinda Quilts Etc

The full schedule for all the other sleuths can be found here on Carol's blog Just Let Me Quilt.   Thanks for Mdmn Samm and Carol for organizing a fun hop!

P.S.  To find out what happens next, you'll have to pick up your very own copy of The Sign Of The Twisted Candles!  But you had better look for one with an original print date.  The more modern version you can find - see page excerpts here - is very, very different.   Now, I'm off to keep reading!

Happy Stitching!