This is a detective story -- a two-fold story. On the one hand, it recounts my inquiry into the life of an ordinary woman. On the other, it tells the findings that emerged from my search. It is a description and a model of humanities detective work that probes all sorts of artifacts -- personal belongings, memorabilia, photographs and artworks, documents and personal papers, printed materials, toys, tools, work places, home furnishing and living quarters -- for clues to the life of someone who lived in another place and time. The detective work is the inquiry, the creative questioning, the unexpected clues found in unsuspected places, and the hunches, deductions, inferences, and imaginings those findings spawn.
I first came to know Emma Beckmann through her land -- the place she called home for her entire life: the southeast quadrant of Gillespie County in the Texas hill country.
I came upon Emma's house when I first visited the Lyndon B. Johnson State Historical Park at Stonewall, where her homestead is preserved as a living history farm. The home and its neighboring buildings are maintained as they were from about 1915 to 1918 when Emma was a young mother.
Emma's presence pervades her house. Stepping onto the farm, stepping into the log cabin,