Time Found Again
by Mildred Cram
Bart Henderson hates his life in 1935, longing for a daughter without painted fingernails
and curled coxcombs, a son without bloodshot eyes at the breakfast table, a wife less
jaded. Then his army buddy visits and suggests that nothing is ever lost in time, and it
might be possible for the human mind to tear off the veils and return to a time such as
the 18th century that Bart longs for.
It was fun to see both the advertisements and the innovation of Cosmopolitan to publish a time-travel story by the prolific Mildred Cram in 1935. The style reminds me of later Jack Finney stories of the 50s.
He ran a few steps forward in the dark, stumbling. The syncopated, thudding hoofbeats
broke rhythm, paused. . . And Bart Henderson found himself, in
broad daylight, standing beside a fine carriage driven by a coachman in livery, drawn by
two black horses with silver-trimmed harness.
“Time Found Again” by Mildred Cram, in
Cosmopolitan, December 1935.