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Diary of Alexis Frye

January 20

1901

With bride Teresa A. Frye at Parker House, Boston. Today she had to remain in bed with severe cold, which kept her in bed fifteen days. Looking out of window one morning while ill she asked what those funny things were, hanging on gutters of next building – on the rain gutters or roof gutters. They were icicles and she had never seen them before. In fact she did not even know the Spanish word for them. But when I looked it up, and told her it was “carambanos,” she said, “oh yes, I have read about them.” = There is no frost in the Cuban cities where she has lived – Cienfuegos and Cardenas.

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