The next morning, Elizabeth was woken up by Lucy opening the curtains. She was offered a clean shift by the servant. Taking that as a hint, the girl switched her shifts. Taking two large blunt needles the servant started to lace up the stays, and then Lucy tied the lacing off. She was then offered her stockings, which the young girl put on herself. When her shoes and pockets were on, the servant started to dress the girl in the silk outfit again.

After the ten year old girl responding to a request to sit down, Lucy put the silk mop cap on the girl’s head. The Maid Servant said, “You have a few hours until your appointment at the wig maker today, Elizabeth. Ruth has breakfast in the kitchen if you want so. Feel free to keep yourself occupied anyway you want to. Lady Abigail suggested practicing for tonight.”

Elizabeth nodded, and followed Lucy out of the room with her Sampler. She headed towards the kitchen in the backyard to see what breakfast was. Ruth handed her a hard boiled egg. After eating it, she decided to try an idea she had before working on the sampler. Slowly, because she was in her good dress, she headed to the root cellar. Once she was at the root cellar, she stood exactly in the middle of the house plane. She hoped by doing this, she would be half in 2018 and half in 1773. The time traveler also hoped that would make her linked traveler there too.

Speaking towards away from the root cellar she said in a whisper, “Paul can you hear me?”

“Elizabeth, I can, but I don’t understand how this works,” came the reply in Paul’s voice, in only one ear. It happened to be the ear in the root cellar.

The colonial girl replied, “It works because we are standing on both sides of the portal. I have a question, if I may ask?”

“I see. As for the question, go ahead,” Paul replied.

Elizabeth asked, “Actually two questions: What am I doing at the wig maker today. Also what happens tonight?”

“I haven’t a clue with the wig maker. I never visited them when I was you, as far back as I can remember. As for tonight, you have to perform a piece for the governor. And you better not mess it up for me, or else!” Paul answered.

Elizabeth wondered out loud, “What are your plans for today?”

“I was headed to breakfast, but I got pulled here. I plan on doing my research homework. Thank you for the subject, it is quite an interesting subject for both of us,” Paul replied.

Elizabeth was going to comment, but she got distracted by Ruth, “Lady Elizabeth, since you are standing there, can you grab an onion please. But carefully! I really think Lucy world prefer you stay away from the cellar in that dress.”

While Elizabeth nodded, Paul told her to walk forward to the opposite side of the doorway. He was adamant for her to stay in both year zones. Soon Paul said, “Ok, you can twist towards Ruth.”

When Elizabeth did the requested twist, she found an onion in her left hand. After handing Ruth the onion, she turned to tell Paul goodbye.

Slowly she went back to the back porch to sit on the bench she had left her sampler on.

Elizabeth had been working on her sampler for about two hours, when Ruth called her, “Lady Elizabeth, lunch is ready.”

Setting her sampler down on the bench, Elizabeth accepted the plate with what Ruth called a kidney pie. She slowly eat the delicious cold meat pie. She set her empty plate aside, and started to pick up her sampler again.

Lucy said, “I will take that plate, be ready to go when I get back.” She headed to the kitchen with the plate. After she returned, she led Elizabeth towards the wig maker.

When they got there, Lucy spoke to the wig maker, “Lady Elizabeth Madison here for her bath treatment.”

“Excellent, Lady Madison if you followed me we will get started,” The Lady spoke. “I am Becca. We are going to clean you, get you smelling fresh, dress you, and set your hair today,” she continued as they walked up the stairs.

They arrived in a room with a fire burning in the fireplace. Hanging over the fire was few pots, probably filled with water. There was also a tub in the middle of the room partially filled with water. As Elizabeth started to undress, Becca stressed, “Elizabeth, please allow me to do my job. I will do that! You are lucky today, Lord Frederick Madison paid extra for fresh water for you.”

Soon the young girl was being expertly undressed by the wig maker. After she was naked, Becca dropped two pots of hot water into the tub. She checked the water temperature after each pot. Once satisfied with the temperature, she dropped some sweet smelling stuff in the water. Soon the girl was helped into the water.

Becca was soon scrubbing Elizabeth with a natural sponge. After she was done, she dropped a pail of water over the girl’s head. After lathering up soap, she washed the hair. Again Becca dropped water over the head.

After helping Elizabeth out of the water, Becca dried the girl’s wet body. After dropping the shift over the young girl’s head, she helped the girl sit on a chair. After wrapping the girl’s hair in a warm cloth, she left the room.

When the wig maker returned, she stuck two or three metal objects directly into the fire. She took the chance while she was waiting to lace up Elizabeth’s stays up, after the young girl stood up. After the girl sat down again, she took one of the metal items out of the fire. Soon she wrapping small bits of her young client’s hair around the curling tongs.

Soon all of Elizabeth’s hair had been wrapped on the colonial version of a curling iron. Becca wrapped the now curly hair with a neckerchief, before dressing her in her silk gown. Once she was fully dressed, and the dress protected with a cloth, the wig maker moved the neckerchief from her hair, to around her neck.

After Becca put the silk cap on the Elizabeth’s head, she lead the girl downstairs, to where they found Lady Abigail waiting, talking to the other Wig maker.

Abigail said, “Becca you outdid yourself, Elizabeth looks wonderful.” The praise from her mother caused the girl to blush up. The wigmaker accepted the praise, and told the Lady that it has been a pleasure.

Author's Note:Comments and questions are always welcomed -- Thanks Becky