

Wilder, however, wasn’t entirely happy with her part-time career, or with her obscurity. Her sensible opinions on housekeeping, marriage, husbandry, country life, and, more rarely, on politics and patriotism were expressed in a plain style, with an occasional ecstatic flourish inspired by her love for “the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.” A work ethic inherited from her Puritan forebears, which exalted labor and self-improvement not merely for their material rewards but as moral values, was, she believed, the key to happiness. Readers of The Missouri Ruralist knew her as Mrs. She also enjoyed meetings of her embroidery circle, and of the Justamere Club, a study group that she helped found. The family lived at Rocky Ridge, a farm in the Ozarks, near Mansfield, Missouri, where Wilder raised chickens and tended an apple orchard.


Laura Elizabeth Ingalls Wilder was a matron of sixty-five, neat and tiny-about four feet eleven-who was known as Bessie to her husband, Almanzo, and as Mama Bess to her daughter, Rose. In April of 1932, an unlikely literary débutante published her first book. Their daughter, born a year later, was named for the wild roses on the prairie. Laura Ingalls married Almanzo Wilder in 1885.
