A Veiled Reflection

a Veiled Reflection

A Veiled Reflection
Copyright © 2000
Tracie Peterson

Cover photo: Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division, Detroit Publishing
Company Collection.
Cover design by Melinda Schumacher

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Published by Bethany House Publishers
11400 Hampshire Avenue South
Bloomington, Minnesota 55438

Bethany House Publishers is a division of
Baker Publishing Group, Grand Rapids, Michigan.

Printed in the United States of America

ISBN 978-0-7642-0050-2 (2005 edition)

Library of Congress has catalogued the original edition as follows:

Peterson, Tracie.
    A veiled reflection / Tracie Peterson.
        p. cm.—(Westward chronicles ; 3)
    ISBN 0-7642-2114-0
    1. Fred Harvey (Firm)—History—Fiction. I. Title.
PS3566.E7717   V45    2000      

With thanks to my editors at Bethany House,

  
Sarah Long and Barb Lilland,
  

who have helped to see me through
some rough spots in the road.

May God richly bless you.

Books by Tracie Peterson
www.traciepeterson.com
A Slender Thread
  •  
What She Left for Me
Where My Heart Belongs
S
ONG OF
A
LASKA
Dawn's Prelude
A
LASKAN
Q
UEST
Summer of the Midnight Sun
Under the Northern Lights
  •  
Whispers of Winter
Alaskan Quest
(3 in 1)
B
RIDES OF
G
ALLATIN
C
OUNTY
A Promise to Believe In
  •  
A Love to Last Forever
A Dream to Call My Own
T
HE
B
ROADMOOR
L
EGACY
*
A Daughter's Inheritance
  •  
An Unexpected Love
A Surrendered Heart
B
ELLS OF
L
OWELL
*
Daughter of the Loom
  •  
A Fragile Design
  •  
These Tangled Threads
Bells of Lowell
(3 in 1)
L
IGHTS OF
L
OWELL
*
A Tapestry of Hope
  •  
A Love Woven True
  •  
The Pattern of Her Heart
D
ESERT
R
OSES
Shadows of the Canyon
  •  
Across the Years
  •  
Beneath a Harvest Sky
H
EIRS OF
M
ONTANA
Land of My Heart
  •  
The Coming Storm
To Dream Anew
  •  
The Hope Within
L
ADIES OF
L
IBERTY
A Lady of High Regard
  •  
A Lady of Hidden Intent
A Lady of Secret Devotion
R
IBBONS OF
S
TEEL
**
Distant Dreams
  •  
A Hope Beyond
W
ESTWARD
C
HRONICLES
A Shelter of Hope
  •  
Hidden in a Whisper
  •  
A Veiled Reflection
Y
UKON
Q
UEST
Treasures of the North
  •  
Ashes and Ice
  •  
Rivers of Gold

*
with Judith Miller      
**
with Judith Pella

TRACIE PETERSON is a popular speaker and bestselling author who has written more than seventy books, both historical and contemporary fiction. Tracie and her family make their home in Montana.

A Word from the Author

PINTAN, ARIZONA, is a fictional town; however, there were many Harvey House locations along the Santa Fe line throughout Arizona. Today, La Posada, a Harvey hotel resort in Winslow, Arizona, remains a tourist attraction, giving visitors a flavor of Mr. Harvey's standards of gracious living.

Many people see Fred Harvey as having been the father of “fastfood service.” His desire to provide affordable quality meals along the Santa Fe line did much to settle the southwest. His growing interest in native-made crafts and goods also brought widespread awareness of the cultures and traditions of the various Native American tribes on the Santa Fe rail line.

The “Harvey way” became a well-known phrase and stood for the integrity and quality of service that Fred Harvey had known would keep customers coming back for more. It is quoted that upon his deathbed, Fred Harvey's dying words to his sons were “Don't cut the ham too thin, boys.”

I want to thank a couple of people for their helpfulness during this series. First of all, thanks to Brenda Thowe, who heads up the modern-day Harvey Girl organization for the Burlington Northern Santa Fe Railroad. Thanks also to Janice Griffith with the Winslow Historical Society, for providing much detail and information on Arizona, as well as historical research related to the Winslow Harvey House.

Contents

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

SEVENTEEN

EIGHTEEN

NINETEEN

TWENTY

TWENTY-ONE

TWENTY-TWO

TWENTY-THREE

TWENTY-FOUR

TWENTY-FIVE

TWENTY-SIX

TWENTY-SEVEN

ONE

Kansas City, March 1895

“YOU JUST HAVE TO DO THIS
for me, Jillian.”

Jillian eyed her twin sister with suspicious curiosity. “Oh, really? I just
have
to?”

The exasperated blonde plopped down on the bed to plead her case. Jillian steadied herself for anything—from an onslaught of tears to a beautifully illustrated story of intrigue and romance. Judith was a master with detailed expression. Some people painted on canvases, but Judith created entire landscapes with words.

“I'm in love, Jillian.”

Jillian smiled at her sister tolerantly, gazing sympathetically into blue eyes identical to her own. “I understand that part.” Her sister had long ago attached her affections to a shopkeeper's son named Martin Schein, much to their parents' dismay. “What I don't understand is why I need to pose as you and go west to the Arizona Territory.”

“It's that silly job with the Harvey Company,” Judith explained, her eyes pleading with Jillian to understand. “Mr. Harvey made me sign a contract to work for his restaurant for one year. My year won't be up until June.”

“So wait until June to be married.”

“I can't wait until June,” Judith wailed, a hint of desperation in her tone. “I love Martin and I want to marry him now. We have a wonderful future planned.”

“So send a letter of regret to your Mr. Harvey and explain the situation.”

“I can't do that either. One of the stipulations I agreed to was not to marry before my contract was up. If I do, I have to forfeit part of my wages.”

“So forfeit them,” Jillian flippantly replied.

“I can't afford to forfeit anything,” Judith admitted softly. “I gave all my savings to Martin so he could invest in a business. You know Father and Mother will never understand my running off with Martin. Mother has it in her mind that I should marry her aunt Gertrude's second cousin, who just happens to be a duke in line for some minor principality in only God knows where.”