Occasionally it is brought home to me how much of a Yankee I am, transplanted down here in the deep south. I got all the way from the Monday to the Sunday tea towel without realizing what I was looking at. There were many fine needle workers in my husband's family, and these were made by his Great Aunt Lorene, probably in the 1950's. We have found many treasures in clearing out my father-in-law's house but this collection is my favorite.
They tell the story of a little black girl and her kitten; her underpants are just darling!