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Lucinda Dietrich

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About Lucinda Dietrich

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    Dominique McElligott
  • Full Name
    Lucinda Rosemary Dietrich
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    Wife and scholar
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Physical Description

Lucinda is a woman of average height and weight. She has blue eyes, fair skin, eyebrows that give her a perpetually quizzical expression, and curly blonde hair. She keeps her hair pulled back in a chignon as is appropriate for a married woman and tends to wear an outfit consisting of a white blouse, patterned shirtwaist, and several different colored skirts. However, she is not opposed to wearing trousers if the situation calls for it, like the winter she spent alone after her husband's death.



Traits & Characteristics

Lucinda has a sense of humor, fun, and mischief that was not knocked out of her at finishing school and that has not dulled during her married life and hardships. She likes to test each boundary and rule to see how far she can bend it without breaking it. She is generally perceptive and good at interacting with others, but when it comes to people of a "lower class," she does not know quite how to relate to them and may become slightly more introverted and aloof-seeming. Moving out west has helped with this, but there are times when she longs for the society back home that she grew up with.  She enjoyed flirting with Francis and might engage in harmless, coquettish flirting as learned at finishing school, but she never means for anything to come of her flirting.


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Lucinda has never had "a job," but she spent time at a finishing school back east before getting married, and then took on the responsibilities of a housewife. Since her husband's death, she has been searching for a place to settle down and some way to make money. She feels a little lost since the west is so different from her home in the east. Her ideal employment would be a governess, but those positions are few and far between out west. Right now her morale is low, and she is considering anything...anything.


Lucinda is an "accomplished" woman who is well-educated and is capable of running a household, but her passion is learning. She is fluent in French and knows a smattering of Spanish and Latin. Although she has sold many of her belongings in order to pay Francis's debts, she has managed to keep her most precious possessions - her books - and rereads them often. She knows everything there is to know about etiquette and how to entertain in polite society, and she even has a decent voice, but her acting and performing skills are lacking.


After spending a winter by herself, she knows how to care for livestock and how to live simply, but she considers it a miracle that she survived the winter alone. Francis showed her how to shoot a gun, but she has never yet shot an animal or human, and is rather frightened by the idea of guns.

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Harrisburg, Pennsylvania

Spokane, Idaho

Kalispell, Montana

Kith & Kin


Francis Dietrich - deceased



A stillborn son

Two unborn children who were miscarried


Immediate Family


Ambrus and Abigail Goodwin







Life Events

1845 - Born in Harrisburg, PA to wealthy parents.

1860-1863 - Attends finishing school in Philadelphia.

1863 - "Comes out" into society and is engaged to Francis within the year.

1864-1865- Suffers one miscarriage early in her marriage, but enjoys married life until the Francis goes off to fight in the War between the States.

1866 - Francis returns home from the war with a bullet scar in his arm and decides to make a new start out west. He and Lucinda spend a few years preparing and saving money, then begin the long journey across the country and reach Idaho in early 1872. Lucinda miscarries while they are traveling.

1872-1873 - Francis and Lucinda stake a claim, build a house, and start making their homestead into a home. Francis, not being a born and bred farmer, buys far too much seed and supplies, all on credit, and is not able to harvest enough to break even for the year. Lucinda becomes pregnant and gives birth to a stillborn son in late 1872. Their second year of homesteading goes better, but Francis's debt increases slightly still.

October 13, 1873 - Francis dies from consumption.

1873-1874 - Lucinda tries to keep the homestead going, but wintering on the homestead by herself is much too hard and Francis's debts are too great, so she sells the homestead and makes plans to travel back to Harrisburg.

Late June, 1875 - Arrives in Kalispell on her way back east, but realizes her money has nearly run out.

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  1. Lucinda Dietrich
    Lucinda laughed. "Just like I'm biased in my husband's favor. Your father comes very close to him in looks, though, Clara."
    She was flustered for a moment when Clara pointed out that Aurelian didn't need to be present at all for her to compare the two men, then nodded. "Oh. Oh, of course. Well, since he's coming by today or tomorrow anyway, it'll be the perfect time for me to bring the photograph."
    It was a smooth recovery, in her opinion. Something about thinking about Aurelian and Francis at the same time made her mind go in every direction, which was undesirable. She prided herself on being level-headed most times (if a little scatter-brained), but this was the second time she'd nearly made a fool of herself.
    She focused on Clara's question about where she'd met Francis. "Oh, we met at a ball. It was my second ball of the season, I think, and all the girls my age were looking for husbands. All the men there were looking for wives. Anyway, I danced with Francis once, and then again, and again. The next ball we had, I barely danced with anyone else. He made me feel like I was dancing on the clouds."
    She clutched the towel to her chest, remembering how young and simple she'd been then. There was so much more to life than pretty dresses and compliments, and Francis had helped her see that.
  2. Lucinda Dietrich
    "He was very easy to get along with," Lucinda agreed. "Very polite. Your brother...Wyatt? He was easy to get along with, too." She smiled as she continued to dry the dishes.
    Clara asked if her father resembled Lucinda's husband, to which Lucinda nodded earnestly. "I think he does." The two men were not identical by any means, but at least in Lucinda's mind, they did look a lot alike.
    "I have his picture in my trunk at the boarding house. I'll bring it tomorrow if you'd like to see it and we can compare it to your father if he does visit today or tomorrow." 
    Of course, she didn't mean hold the picture up to Aurelian and compare the men while he was standing in the restaurant. She meant to show the picture to Clara after Aurelian had left, and then the younger woman could see if her father really did look like Lucinda's husband.
  3. Lucinda Dietrich
    "Well...." she closed her eyes, trying to think back to the conversation in the church. She'd replayed it so many times in her head that she should have been able to answer immediately. But it was still a minute or two before she could.
    "No, actually, it was a pleasant conversation. It didn't feel...stilted. I did talk too much, I'm sure, but I was...a little flustered." Her cheeks heated up, and she flapped the towel uselessly in front of her face.
    She glanced at Clara and then decided to forge ahead. "I thought he was my husband at first," she said in a rush. It was still very embarrassing, but Clara seemed like a discreet young woman, and one who might sympathize with her rather than laugh at her.
  4. Lucinda Dietrich
    "That's very nice," Lucinda began absentmindedly, still drying dishes. She almost dropped a dish when Clara mentioned that Aurelian visited the diner to check on his daughter, and that he might come today or tomorrow!
    "You mean he might come today?" she stammered, quickly setting the dish down. She wasn't sure that she was ready to see Aurelian again. What if she made a fool of herself again and ogled him the whole time he was trying to talk to Clara?
    "I mean...we've already met, so there's no need to introduce us," she said quickly, flashing an unconvincing smile at Clara. "We met at church." Why had she gotten so flustered? She had already been thinking about Aurelian, but thinking about him coming to the diner was different somehow.
  5. Lucinda Dietrich
    Lucinda tilted her head back and laughed at Clara's humor. The girl was more witty than she seemed at first glance. "Yes, Clara, that's how it should be. Oh, gracious." She put a hand to her cheek, leaving a smear of soap suds which she then had to wipe away with her sleeve.
    "That must be quite nice to live where you're working. Do you miss living with your parents? When I moved out here with Francis, I knew I'd probably never see my parents again. I cried myself to sleep the first night that we stayed on our land."
    Her eyes lost their sparkle for a moment as she remembered how utterly lonely those first few nights had been, even though she'd had her husband beside her. But she blinked a few times and then smiled bravely at Clara.
    "But you can visit your father if you want, so there's no need to fret." She washed the last dish and grabbed a towel to start drying them off. As she did, she was struck with a lightning bolt idea. If Clara did hire her on a more permanent basis, and she did go to visit her father at some point, she might be able to accompany the younger woman...and visit with Aurelian.
  6. Lucinda Dietrich
    Lucinda set a clean dish to the side and picked up a new one as she listened to Clara. The girl was very wise for her age. Many girls got married as young as she did, but not all of them seemed to be as mature as Clara was. "That's good." She smiled. "I don't know if anyone's told you this, but arguing and making up after an argument is better than not arguing at all." 
    She'd been simultaneously excited and frightened when Francis decided to go west, and they had argued. They had argued on the arduous journey, too. But they had always made up, and their marriage had been stronger for it. Which was why she felt so lonely now.
    "Do you and Jacob live close to your father?" She couldn't remember whether Clara knew that she'd met Aurelian already, so she didn't want to pry too much. Her question was a reasonable one: it would be good for a young couple like Clara and Jacob to be close to their families.
  7. Lucinda Dietrich
    "Oh, don't let that fool you." Lucinda turned partway around from the sink and showed one of her dimples again as she smiled. "I was never nearly as distinguished as my parents would have preferred me to be."
    "I'm from Pennsylvania, too. I lived in Harrisburg until I married. And no, I don't have any children." She turned back toward the sink to hide the way her face fell. Maybe she just wasn't meant to be a mother. But surely there had to be a less painful way for God to break the news to her than letting her lose three children. Why hadn't He kept her from getting married in the first place?
    She scrubbed at some potato starch stuck on a plate and listened as Clara transitioned into talking about her recent marriage.
    "Emeline told me you'd been recently married. Has your marriage been all sunshine and roses so far?" She glanced back with a knowing gleam in her eye. "Or have you two hit some bumps in the road already?" 
    The blissful stage of marriage lasted longer for some couples than others, and poor Clara and Jacob probably had had their blissful period cut short simply because of the way things worked out here. There was never really any time to just enjoy life out here. You always had to be thinking about survival.
  8. Lucinda Dietrich
    Lucinda followed Clara into the kitchen, once again basking in the hominess of it. She set her hat to one side and worked the handle on the pump a few times to prime it, then started filling the sink.
    "I can put things away if you'll tell me where they go later. That way I'll learn faster." She reached for the box of soap flakes with one hand and kept pumping with the other, then sprinkled the flakes in the water when she had enough. 
    She nodded at Clara's request - or requests. Calling the girl Clara wouldn't have seemed odd normally, but this girl...young woman, really, was now her employer. And she was so serious, like a woman twice her age.
    "You may call me Lucinda if you'd like," she said as she picked up a few dishes. "I'll try to remember to call you Clara." She dunked the plates into the water and glanced back at Clara. "What is it you'd like to know? I'm from back east, but then I suppose everyone here is, too. And I'm a widow."
  9. Lucinda Dietrich
    "One week?" Lucinda broke into a smile at Clara's offer. That was better than she'd hoped for. The most she'd hoped for was a trial day, and the least was a flat-out no. "That would be quite generous, Mrs. Lutz."
    She held out her hand to seal the deal with a handshake, since that seemed to be what people did out here. Men, anyway. Back home it would not have been proper for women to shake hands, but out here...Lucinda had an inkling it was different out here.
    "I can start today. Right now, if it's convenient. I know it's not terribly busy right now, but I'm sure you have dishes I can wash."
    She smiled at the younger woman, showing one of her dimples. She had had enough of sitting around in her room reading, enduring the Wigfall's spats at the table and in the parlor and...well, wherever there happened to be more than one Wigfall at a time. Even if her fingers shriveled up like an old woman's face, it would be better than being spied on by Hector.
  10. Lucinda Dietrich
    Well, that was awkward. Lucinda hadn't expected Emeline to pass everything on to Clara, but it would have made things easier if she had. Clara was so serious, and her questions were so probing that Lucinda actually began to feel nervous, which was ridiculous, because the solemn-faced girl had to be at least ten years younger than her.
    "Well, she didn't actually offer me an official job. She just said to come back here if I couldn't find something. It was more of a...a charitable act, you see." She bent the brim of her hat back and forth in her hands, trying to decide on her answer to Clara's next question.
    "I grew up in a wealthy family, so I'm still learning about cooking. I can bake bread and biscuits, but both end up burnt more often than not." She paused for just a second, then forged ahead. "I'm boarding with the Wigfalls, and Jemima seems to think I would make a good waitress. Or dishwasher. But Jemima doesn't work here, so you might want to take that with a grain of salt."
    That was stretching the truth and embroidering it, too. Jemima had given Lucinda plenty of advice if she did get hired to work at the diner, but hadn't expressed any opinions on which jobs at the diner she would actually be suited for. However morbid and mannish she might be, Jemima was very observant, and Lucinda felt sure that Clara would know that. The question was: was Jemima's falsified diagnosis good enough for Clara to hire Lucinda?

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