{"id":72,"date":"2016-09-25T02:12:04","date_gmt":"2016-09-25T02:12:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/index.php\/littlecolonel\/"},"modified":"2016-09-25T02:12:04","modified_gmt":"2016-09-25T02:12:04","slug":"littlecolonel","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/index.php\/littlecolonel\/","title":{"rendered":"The Little Colonel:  Hattie Cochran"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"rtecenter\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:18px\">Hattie Cochran<br \/>\n(November 24, 1890-January 2, 1975)<\/span><br \/>\nReal-life model for Lloyd Sherman,<br \/>\nin Annie Fellows Johnston&#8217;s &#8220;Little Colonel&#8221; series<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LC-Napoleon.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-57\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LC-Napoleon.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:283px; margin:6px; width:208px\" width=\"208\" height=\"283\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Hattie (Harriet) Cochran&nbsp;of Pewee Valley,Kentucky<br \/>\n&nbsp;the real-life &#8220;Little Colonel&#8221;&nbsp;at age 5, 1896.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\">\n<span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Along&nbsp;this street one summer morning, nearly thirty years ago, came stepping an old Confederate Colonel. Every one greeted him deferentially. He was always pointed out to new comers. Some people called attention to him because he had given his right arm to the lost cause, some because they thought he resembled Napoleon, and others because they had some amusing tale to tell of his eccentricities. He was always clad in white duck in the summer, and was wrapped in a picturesque military cape in the winter.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>This morning a child of delicate flower-like beauty walked beside him. She was pushing a doll buggy in which rode a parrot that had lost some of its tail feathers, and at her heels trailed a Scotch-and-Skye terrier.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;She&#8217;s her grandfather all over again,&#8221; remarked a lady in one of the carriages, &#8220;temper, lordly manners, imperious ways and all. I call her &#8216;The Little Colonel.&#8217; There&#8217;s a good title for you, Cousin Anne. Put her in a book.&#8221;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><strong>&#8211; Annie Fellows Johnston,&nbsp;In her autobiography,&nbsp;Land of the Little Colonel (1929)<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Shirley Temple may have played the title role in Twentieth Century Fox\u2019s 1935 box office hit, \u201cThe Little Colonel,\u201d but it was Hattie Cochran, a small girl living in Pewee Valley, who inspired Annie Fellows Johnston to pen the original \u201cLittle Colonel\u201d story in 1895. The author\u2019s first glimpse of Hattie with her maternal grandfather, Civil War veteran Colonel George Washington Weissinger, is described in the passage above from Johnston\u2019s autobiography, Land of the Little Colonel.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/Hattie-baby-s.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-58\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/Hattie-baby-s.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:260px; margin:6px; width:205px\" width=\"205\" height=\"260\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Hattie Cochran as a baby in the winter of 1890-91&nbsp;from Isabelle Dayton\u2019s private collection. She is a descendent of Hattie Cochran\u2019s great-uncle and the Old Colonel\u2019s brother, Harry Weissinger<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\nNearly half a century later, Hallie Burge Jacob, Annie Fellows Johnston\u2019s niece by marriage, provided another version of how the first \u201cLittle Colonel\u201d tale came into being in this excerpt from an article, called \u201cThe Naming of a Book,\u201d by Hamilton Howard that appeared in the September 11, 1943 \u201cCourier-Journal:\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Hattie Cochran, the original &#8220;Little Colonel&#8221; of literary fame, was, as anybody in Pewee Valley would tell you, a cute child but &#8220;bad as she could be.&#8221;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>When the Little Colonel was three and Hallie Burge, now Mrs. Donald Jacob of Louisville, was just entering her teens, Mrs. Cochran brought Hattie over to visit Mrs. Burge and Annie Fellows Johnston. Mrs. Johnston, later to become author of the famous Little Colonel series of books, was staying at the old Burge Place visiting the Burges, cousins of Mr. Johnston.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>People said little Hattie Cochran was just like her grandfather, Colonel Weissinger, who had a &#8220;vile temper and cursed every breath he took.&#8221; Hattie didn&#8217;t want to go home that afternoon. She dragged back, screamed, and sat down on the floor, beating it with her tiny heels.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Mrs. Burge turned to Mrs. Johnston, &#8220;Now, there,&#8221; she said, &#8220;Just write a book about that! And call it The Little Colonel!&#8221;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/HattieCochranwithFritz-0.jpg\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-60\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/HattieCochranwithFritz.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:188px; margin:6px; width:205px\" width=\"423\" height=\"388\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/HattieCochranwithFritz.jpg 423w, https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/HattieCochranwithFritz-300x275.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 423px) 100vw, 423px\" \/><\/a>&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Hattie Cochran, with Fritz in her doll buggy, as she first appeared to Annie Fellows Johnston.&nbsp;From \u201cLand of the Little Colonel,\u201d published in 1974 by Mrs. John S. Smith<br \/>\nfrom Fox Film Corporation Scrapbook by the Little Colonel Productions, Inc.<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The Little Colonel\u2019s descriptions of the fictional Lloyd Sherman mirror many aspects of the real-life Hattie Cochran, from her constant companion, the Scotch-and-Skye terrier, Fritz (shown in the photo above), to the hot temper she inherited from her grandfather.<\/p>\n<p>From Chapter I, when Lloyd Sherman first meets her grandfather, Colonel Lloyd in the story:<\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;As the Colonel came nearer she tossed another berry into the dog&#8217;s mouth. A twig snapped, and she raised a startled face toward him.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Suh?&#8221; she said, timidly, for it seemed to her that the stern, piercing eyes had spoken.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;What are you doing here, child?&#8221; he asked, in a voice so much kinder than his eyes that she regained her usual self-possession at once.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Eatin&#8217; &#8216;trawberries,&#8221; she answered, coolly.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Who are you, anyway?&#8221; he exclaimed, much puz<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>its face, with eyes that were startlingly human.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;&#8216;Peak when yo&#8217;ah &#8216;poken to, Fritz,&#8221; she said, severely, at the same time popping another luscious berry into her mouth.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Fritz obediently gave a long yelp. The Colonel smiled grimly.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;What&#8217;s your name?&#8221; he asked, this time looking directly at her.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Mothah calls me her baby,&#8221; was the soft-spoken reply, &#8220;but papa an&#8217; Mom Beck they calls me the Little Cun&#8217;l.&#8221;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;What under the sun do they call you that for?&#8221; he roared.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;&#8216;Cause I&#8217;m so much like you,&#8221; was the startling answer.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Like me!&#8221; fairly gasped the Colonel. &#8220;How are you like me?&#8221;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Oh, I&#8217;m got such a vile tempah, an&#8217; I stamps my foot when I gets mad, an&#8217; gets all red in the face. An&#8217; I hollahs at folks, an&#8217; looks jus&#8217; zis way.&#8221;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>She drew her face down and puckered her lips into such a sullen pout that it looked as if a thunder-storm had passed over it. The next instant she smiled up at him serenely.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonelHoeing.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-61\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonelHoeing.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:400px; margin:6px; width:261px\" width=\"261\" height=\"400\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonelHoeing.jpg 261w, https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonelHoeing-196x300.jpg 196w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 261px) 100vw, 261px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>The Little Colonel &amp; Walker(?) work near the strawberry patch<br \/>\nfrom Fox Film Corporation Scrapbook by the Little Colonel Productions, Inc.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\nFrom Chapter III, when the Little Colonel is caught making mud pies on the front steps of her grandfather\u2019s stately home, The Locust:<\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;\u2026The same temper that glared from the face of the man, sitting erect in his saddle, seemed to be burning in the eyes of the child who stood so defiantly before him.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>The same kind of scowl drew their eyebrows together darkly.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Don&#8217;t you talk that way to me,&#8221; cried the Little Colonel, trembling with a wrath she did not know how to express.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Suddenly she stooped, and snatching both hands full of mud from the overturned pie, flung it wildly over the spotless white coat.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Colonel Lloyd gasped with astonishment. It was the first time in his life he had ever been openly defied. The next moment his anger gave way to amusement.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;By George!&#8221; he chuckled, admiringly. &#8220;The little thing has got spirit, sure enough. She&#8217;s a Lloyd through and through. So that&#8217;s why they call her the &#8216;Little Colonel,&#8217; is it?&#8221;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>There was a tinge of pride in the look he gave her haughty little head and flashing eyes.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;There, there, child!&#8221; he said, soothingly, &#8220;I didn&#8217;t mean to make you mad, when you were good enough to come and see me. It isn&#8217;t often I have a little lady like you pay me a visit.&#8221;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;I didn&#8217;t come to see you, suh,&#8221; she answered, indignantly, as she started toward the gate. &#8220;I came to see May Lilly. But I nevah would have come inside yo&#8217; gate if I&#8217;d known you was goin&#8217; to hollah at me an&#8217; be so cross.&#8221;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent2\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>She was walking off with the air of an offended queen, when the Colonel remembered that if he allowed her to go away in that mood she would probably never set foot on his grounds again. Her display of temper had interested him immensely.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LCXmsaVac.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-62\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LCXmsaVac.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:244px; margin:6px; width:146px\" width=\"146\" height=\"244\" \/><\/a>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Hattie Cochran as a young lady, 1905<br \/>\nThe Little Colonel&#8217;s Christmas Vacation<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\nHattie Cochran herself noted how true-to-life the first book in the \u201cLittle Colonel\u201d series was in the following transcript of a letter to a Shelbyville fan, Elizabeth Kathleen Hansborough, written in 1907. The letter now resides in The Filson Historical Society\u2019s collection in Louisville, Kentucky:<\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">July 17, 1907<br \/>\nPewee Valley, Ky.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nDear Elizabeth\u2014<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">I am the real Little Colonel though everything in the books are not true. &nbsp; &nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LittleColonel-1910_s.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-63\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LittleColonel-1910_s.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:right; height:300px; margin:6px; width:192px\" width=\"192\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">You ask is my home like Mrs. Johnston describes it, sorry to say it is not, though there is a real Locust not far from where I live, where my Grandfather, Colonel Weissinger used to stay. Perhaps you know of Mr. Harry Weissinger who has a summer home in Shelbyville, he was my Grandfather\u2019s brother.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">All of the Waltons are real, and the Beeches, the name of their place, is right in Pewee. Also the haunted &nbsp;house of Hartwell Hollow.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">Mrs. MacIntyre really Mrs. Craig lives opposite Mrs. Lawton, her daughter. I suppose you know they are general Lawton\u2019s family and Miss Allison or Miss Craig is my teacher. She is just as lovely a character out of the stories as in.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">The MacIntyre boys are the Culbertsons of Louisville and Rob Moore\u2019s real name is Muir Semple. He does not live in Pewee, but Oaklea is here and he often visits his cousin Anna Moore or Anna Muir.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">Betty is real but I do not know her.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">Mrs. Johnston has met girls like Eugenia and Joyce and thought she would use their characters in the Books of course you know everything in fiction cannot be true.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">Phil is also fiction and so is Mary Ware.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">Mom Beck is real and so was Fritz (her Scotch and Skye terrier) but is now dead.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">The Little Colonel or the first book was practically the truest and all the others, some parts are true and others are not.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">Perhaps you think I am grown but I am not, as I am only sixteen, though in the books she has made me much older.<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#0000CD\">Hoping you will not be disappointed in knowing the real truth.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#0000CD\">Very Sincerely,<br \/>\nHattie Cochran<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p>(Note that in 1907, Annie Fellows Johnston published the \u201cLittle Colonel\u2019s Knight Comes Riding\u201d in which Lloyd gets married. &nbsp;The real Little Colonel didn\u2019t marry until 1912.)<\/p>\n<p>Much later in life, she reminisced about the books that made her famous in this interview excerpted from a \u201cLouisville Times\u201d story called \u201cThe Little Colonel Gives Old Family Recipes\u201d written by Helen Leopold, women\u2019s editor:<\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;\u2026 The other day when Mrs. Dick was hunting up recipes for us to use she realized that Mrs. Johnston got the idea for the first Little Colonel book when she, then Hattie Cochran, was five years old.&nbsp;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>\u201cOur family was spending the summer at Pewee Valley, which used to be sort of a Louisville summer resort. &nbsp;Mrs. Johnston\u2019s home was there.\u201d&nbsp;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>\u201cI was so much like my grandfather, Colonel George Weissinger (he was an imperious, peppery sort of man) that it amused Mrs. Johnston. &nbsp;She always called me the Little Colonel, even before the book was started.&nbsp;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>\u201cShe used to watch me ride in the saddle with my grandfather on his horse, Maggie Boy, and she\u2019d see me carry my polly parrot around on a broom handle and wheel Fritz, my dog, in a doll carriage.\u201d&nbsp;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Her reminiscences regarding how the series originated and its unanticipated popularity can be found in \u201cMrs. Albert Dick Remembers\u201d by Yvonne Eaton, which ran in the August 7, 1969 issue of the \u201cCourier-Journal:\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>\u2026&#8221;You know Mrs. Johnston was so surprised when she heard from the publisher how well they (the first book in the series, \u201cThe Little Colonel\u201d) was selling,\u201d Mrs. Dick said. \u201cshe began writing for she had two children [note: there were actually three: Rena, Mary and John] to support. Her husband was killed\u201d in a flood. [NOTE: this is NOT true according to Annie Fellows Johnston\u2019s autobiography] \u201cHer son had TB and that\u2019s why she went to Arizona,\u201d which was the setting for some of the series.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Mrs. Dick recalled that she first met Annie Fellows Johnston as a child in the middle 1890s. She and her mother, the late Mrs. John Hoadley Cochran, stayed at a rooming house owned by Mrs. Johnston\u2019s aunt [Burge] while the Cochrans were looking for a house in which to live in Pewee Valley.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;One day I came into the dining room and stamped my foot about something. Mrs. Johnston said, &#8216;Amelia (Mrs. Dick\u2019s mother) I have the title for my story I\u2019m writing about Hattie and her grandfather.'&#8221; In the books the Little Colonel\u2019s name is Lloyd Sherman.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Mrs. Dick\u2019s maternal grandfather, Col. George Weissinger, was a peppery, determined gentleman whose young granddaughter Hattie took after him in temperament.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Asked if she had temper tantrums, Mrs. Dick said that she didn\u2019t know what that was, but indeed she used to lie on the floor and beat her heals and head \u2013 \u201cWhy every child does that.\u201d\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Hattie Cochran was born on November 24, 1890 to John Hoadley and Amelia Weissinger Cochran (Papa Jack and Mrs. Sherman Sherman in the \u201cLittle Colonel\u201d books). Her parents had been married less than a year when their daughter was born, according to Oldham County marriage records, which list their wedding date as March 6, 1890.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>The family lived in a cottage that still stands on Pewee Valley\u2019s Maple Avenue.<\/strong> Just as Annie Fellows Johnston describes the fictional Sherman cottage, snowball bushes once lined the front walk. The Cochrans lived there until 1909, when they moved to Louisville, where they lived several years in Apartment 1 of the Owens-Hill building at 1300 Sixth Street, according to the Caron Directory. A1910 letter written by Mamie Lawton (&#8220;Mrs. Walton&#8221;) to Annie Fellows Johnston mentions their move to the city:<\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>\u2026 Hattie Cochran spent last night with the girls, and they had four nice beaux to supper &#8212; and a jolly time together after the boys left on the 9:30 car.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>We miss the Cochrans very much in &#8220;Cranford.&#8221; &nbsp;You know they wouldn&#8217;t sign the contract for their apartments until the landlord inserted a special clause permitting &#8220;Bob-Angel&#8221; &amp; &#8220;Buzz&#8221; the cat to enjoy its comforts with them.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Bob promptly lost himself, and the family were in a terrible state. &nbsp;Amelia returning to Pewee, and the others searching in every direction they could think of &#8211; Bob finally turned up, none the worse except for mud and dirt. &nbsp;The prodigal was carried in &amp; laid tenderly on the clean white bed and petted \u2013 then bathed in the family tub, fed nice cream and petted some more\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"rtecenter\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/HattieCochranscottage.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-64\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/HattieCochranscottage.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; height:341px; margin:6px; width:523px\" width=\"523\" height=\"341\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/HattieCochranscottage.jpg 523w, https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/HattieCochranscottage-300x196.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 523px) 100vw, 523px\" \/><\/a><\/em><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size:11px\"><strong>Though it looks like the Little Colonel astride Tar Baby, this 1970 photo shows Amy Alsop riding Tom Terrific, Sally<br \/>\nTanselle\u2019s pony, alongside the Little Colonel\u2019s cottage. The Tanselle family moved into the cottage that year.<br \/>\nPhoto from \u201cA Place Called Pewee Valley,\u201d published by the Pewee Valley Centennial Commission in 1970<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p>As a child, Hattie attended Pewee Valley\u2019s Villa Ridge School, taught by Miss Fanny Craig, Miss Allison in the tales. Later, she finished her schooling at Miss Kendrick\u2019s School in Cincinnati, Ohio, according to this profile that appeared in \u201cKentucky Lives: the Blue Grass State\u2019s Who\u2019s Who,\u201d by Hambleton Tapp, published in 1966:<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:12px\"><strong>DICK, HATTIE COCHRAN (Mrs. Albert C.), homemaker, 301 O\u2019Read Road, Louisville. She was born in Louisville, Kentucky, the daughter of John Hoadley Cochran and Amelia (Weissinger) Cochran. Mrs. Dick was educated at Miss Kendrick\u2019s School in Cincinnati, Ohio. On October 3, 1912, she was married to Albert C. Dick, and they are the parents of two sons, Albert C. Dick, Jr., and J.H. Cochran Dick. Mrs. Dick has devoted her life to the service of her family, community and friends. She has set an example for all of those who have been privileged to know her in her gracious way of life. She holds membership in Louisville Country Club and the Pendennis Club. Politically, Mrs. Dick is a member of the Republican Party.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:12px\"><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/MissesLawton_LittleColonel_sm.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-65\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/MissesLawton_LittleColonel_sm.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:0px; float:left; height:189px; margin:6px; width:140px\" width=\"140\" height=\"189\" \/><\/a><\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/span><br \/>\n<strong>Misses Lawton and the Little Colonel<br \/>\nAllison Walton=Frances Lawton (standing)<br \/>\nKitty Walton=Catherine Lawton &amp; the Little Colonel (seated)&nbsp;<br \/>\n(click on picture for more)<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSunshine and Shadow,\u201d the autobiography of Cary Hoge Mead privately published in 1983, includes some insights into Hattie\u2019s debutante days. Hattie came out with Cary\u2019s sister, Bess Hoge:<br \/>\nSunshine and Shadow,&#8221; pgs. 68-69<\/p>\n<p class=\"rteindent1\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>&#8220;Bess had made her debut that year and was quite a &#8216;toast.&#8217; She had much of Mamma&#8217;s wit and charm, and things were generally gay and full of laughter wherever she was. ..They (the debutantes) were a delightful group that year, and they all had a glorious time; Eliza Grinstead, whom William (Cary&#8217;s brother) described as having a flower-like face and stem-like figure &#8212; Julia Kinkead, who was a redhead and full of fun &#8212; Lala Swearingen, also a redhead &#8212; Nellie Ganter, a darling &#8212; Hattie Cochran (the Little Colonel) and her cousin, Blanche Weissinger Smith\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>More details about her debutante year can be found in a clippings scrapbook compiled by the Little Colonel Doll Club now at the Louisville Free Public Library\u2019s main branch on York Street:<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<em><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">The Little Colonel was a great favorite with the girls who came out that year and was included in most of their parties. Mrs. Robert Tyler who <\/span><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonel-selfasdoll.jpg\"><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-66\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonel-selfasdoll.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:right; height:337px; margin:6px; width:150px\" width=\"150\" height=\"337\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonel-selfasdoll.jpg 150w, https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonel-selfasdoll-134x300.jpg 134w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" \/><\/span><\/a><span style=\"color:#0000CD\">for many years has entertained the season\u2019s debutantes, gave a dinner on Thanksgiving Day in Hayfield for Miss Cochran. A party to see Ethel Barrymore in \u201cMid-Channel\u201d at Macauley\u2019s followed by a supper in The Seelbach Rathskeller was given by Mrs. Amanthus Smith Jungbluth. Mrs. Heywood Cochran was hostess at a buffet supper and Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Floyd Smith gave a dinner-dance for the debutante.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>It was during her season that Miss Cochran was an attendant in the wedding of her cousin, the late Helen Cochran Donigan, and Isaac Hilliard on November 2 in Calvary Church. The rich green satin Empire bridesmaid gown veiled in crewstal dew drop tulle with a silver cord about hr waistline seemed particularly to suit her delicate beauty. And from under her large green beaver hat with its black tulle bow trimming, one caught a glimpse of her soft wavy brown hair, with a cluster of puffs caught at the nape of the neck.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Among the girls who made their debut that year were Bessie Hoge (Mrs. Edmund Meriwether, whose daughter, Elizabeth, is one of this season\u2019s debutantes); Elizabeth Bullitt (Mrs. E.T. Hutchings), Fanny Brandeis, Blanche Weissinger Smith (Mrs. Peyton H. Hoge, Janet Colson (Mrs. Harry W. Embry), Anna Cartledge (Mrs. Richard R. Williams), Eliza Helm Grinstead (Mrs. L.L. Warren), Julia Hunt Johnston (Mrs. Boyd Martin), Carolyn Hulbert, Julia Kinkead (Mrs. Baylor Landrum of Lexington), Mary Lucy Hull, Jane tJoyes, Nellie Elizabeth Ganter (Mrs. A.C. Schriener of Kerrville, Texas), Catherine Castner (Mrs. Frank Towsley of Norville, Tenn.), Lala Swearingen (Mrs. Ralph C. Gifford), Mary Rogers Lyons (Mrs. Robinson Brown), and two out-of-town girls, Aleene Murphy of Germantown, Penn., who spent the winter with Mr. and Mrs Lawrence Richardson, and Eliza McMullin, who was the guest of Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Bainbridge Richardson.<\/em><\/span><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nOn October 3, 1912, Hattie married Albert Conrad Dick, a 1907 graduate of Centre College in Danville and later, of the University of Louisville law school in 1909, according to this 1912 \u201cWho\u2019s Who in Louisville,\u201d profile written prior to their wedding:<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<strong>DICK, ALBERT C. \u2013 Lawyer. Born in Louisville, December 31, 1885. son of Albert M. and Emma A. Dick. Unmarried. Graduate, Centre College, 1907; University of Virgiana and University of Louisville Law Departments, 1908-09. Business address: Kenyon building. Residence: 1477 South Third Street<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/Mrs_Dick.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-67\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/Mrs_Dick.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:318px; margin:6px; width:240px\" width=\"240\" height=\"318\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/Mrs_Dick.jpg 240w, https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/Mrs_Dick-226x300.jpg 226w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 240px) 100vw, 240px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The Little Colonel as an adult, Mrs. Albert Conrad Dick<br \/>\n&#8220;Mrs. Albert Conrad Dick, 2127 Edgehill Rd<br \/>\nformerly Miss Hattie Cochran<br \/>\nthe heroine and original of &#8220;Little Colonel&#8221;<br \/>\nwho takes the part of Lloyd Sherman<br \/>\nin the Little Colonel series &nbsp;(ca. 1928)&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>From The Sunday Herald Post<br \/>\nLouisville, Kentucky, December 23, 1928<br \/>\nPhotos by Standiford &nbsp; (Samuel Culbertson Mansion Collection)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\nAnother former Pewee, Emmet O&#8217;Neal, who would later represent Kentucky in the U.S. House of Representatives and his nation as ambassador to the Philippines, was Albert Dick&#8217;s best man. The two were room mates at Centre College.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nBy 1936, her husband was an insurance executive, heading the insurance firm of Albert C. Dick Co. in the Columbia Building and the Dicks were living at 2137 Edgehill Road in Louisville. &nbsp;More information about Albert Dick is available from a profile prepared by the Citizens Historical Association of Indianapolis on December 25, 1943 that resides at The Filson Historical Society:<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/EmmetONeal-ACConrad-Dick.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-68\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/EmmetONeal-ACConrad-Dick.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:268px; margin:6px; width:297px\" width=\"297\" height=\"268\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Left to right, George Looms, Emmet O&#8217;Neal and Albert Conrad Dick. Emmet and Albert were room mates at Centre College in Danville, Ky.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>This photo was taken July 12, 1909 in Dawson Springs.<br \/>\nFrom the private collection of Mary O&#8217;Neal.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Profile of Albert C. Dick,&nbsp;<br \/>\nProprietor, Louisville Barrel &amp; Box Company<br \/>\n109 North Twenty-first Street, Louisville, Kentucky<br \/>\nDecember 25, 1943<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nAlbert C(onrad) Dick, son of Albert Mallory and Emma Albertine (Conrad) Dick, was born in Louisville, Ky., Dec. 31, 1885.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nAlbert Mallory Dick, son of Samuel P. and Frances Dick, was born in 1858 in Louisville, Ky., where he died June 18, 1918. He was a merchandise broker. His wife, Emma Albertine (Conrad) Dick, was born in 1863 in Louisville, Ky., where she died Dec. 18. 1931. She was the daughter of Theophilus and Mary (Krieger) Conrad. Albert Mallory and Emma Albertine (Conrad) Dick were the parents of 2 children, Albert Conrad being the elder.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nTheophilus Conrad, father of Emma Albertine (Conrad) Dick, was born in Alsace-Lorraine, and later came to the U.S., settling in New Orleans, La. He subsequently moved to Louisville, Ky., where he became pres. of the Conrad Tanning Co. His wife, Mary (Krieger) Conrad, was born in Indiana. (NOTE: Theophilus Conrad built the Conrad-Caldwell House, a magnificent Richardsonian Mansion on Old Louisville\u2019s St. James Court known as \u201cConrad\u2019s Castle\u201d for the extravagant sum of $75,000. The house is open to the public for tours from noon to 4 p.m. Sunday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday and from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. on Saturday. Admission charge is $5 for adults, $4 for seniors and $3 for students.)<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nSamuel P. Dick, father of Albert Mallory Dick, was born in Scotland and later came to the U.S., settling in Louisville, Ky. when a young man. He founded and became president of the Dick-Middleton Tobacco. His wife, Frances Dick, was a native of Pennsylvania.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nAlbert C. Dick, the subject of this sketch, attended grade and high schools. in Louisville, Ky., being graduated from DuPont Manual Training High School. in 1905. He received. an A.B. deg. from Centre College, of Danville, Ky. in 1907, an L.L.B. degree. from the University of Virginia in 1909 and an LL.B. deg. from the University of Louisville in 1910. He engaged in the practice of law in Louisville from 1910 until 1915, and in the latter year entered the general insurance business in Louisville. In 1941 he purchased the Louisville Barrel &amp; Box Co, of which he is sole owner. The company processes cooperate and steel drums, which are sold internationally. Mr. Dick, who is a Republican, is a member of the following: Delta Kappa Epsilon; Pendennis Club; Louisville Country Club; and Unitarian Church.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nOn October 3, 1912, Mr. Dick married Hattie Hoadley Cochran, who was born in Louisville, Nov. 24, 1890. Her parents, Hoadley and Amelia (Weissinger) Cochran are dead. Hoadley Cochran was a steam engineer. Mr. and Mrs. Dick are the parents of two children: (1) Albert Conrad, Jr., who was born Sept. 17, 1915. He is serving with the rank of 2nd lieutenant in the U.S. Army Air Corps. (2) John H. Cochran, who was born Sept. 20, 1920. He is serving in the Engineer Corps of the U.S. Army.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LCatage78_compr.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-69\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LCatage78_compr.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:491px; margin:6px; width:210px\" width=\"210\" height=\"491\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LCatage78_compr.jpg 210w, https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/LCatage78_compr-128x300.jpg 128w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 210px) 100vw, 210px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>[Left: &nbsp;The Little Colonel at age 78]<\/strong><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nEven as the years passed and the popularity of Annie Fellows Johnston\u2019s books began to wane, Hattie Cochran Dick remained inextricably linked with the \u201cLittle Colonel.\u201d The 1969 \u201cCourier-Journal\u201d article by Yvonne Eaton described the impact that notoriety on her life:<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>Her hair is now white. The curls are still there. And almost uncanny is the resemblance still of the Little Colonel to the Shirley Temple who portrayed the famous Little Colonel in the movie in the mid-\u201830s.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nOne wonders if Mrs. Albert C. Dick, Sr., now 78, would like people to forget that she was the inspiration for Annie Fellows Johnston\u2019s famous \u201cLittle Colonel\u201d series.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nWith a little prodding, however, the former Hattie Cochran will talk about the Little Colonel in a matter-of-fact way. But some of the mannerisms of the Little Colonel appear to remain, such as a little bow as guests leave.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nMrs. Dick doesn\u2019t think the fame which the popular books brought to her affected her life \u201cin any way at all. Children don\u2019t pay any attention to things like that. We didn\u2019t think anything about it\u2026.I never felt like a celebrity.\u201d<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nNevertheless through the years she has been asked many, many times about the characters and incidents in the books and the relationships to real people. Or what it felt like being the Little Colonel. And to autograph books or to pose for one more picture. Or to grant still another interview.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nShe does answer some of the letters (about 10 a year now compared to about 25 a few years ago) but not all. \u201cOne would tell another and then the letters would start to pile up. And my hand is almost paralyzed.\u201d Mrs. Dick had a stroke about three and a half years ago.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nOne of her most recent replies was to a woman who teaches in a college in San Antonio who later wrote Mrs. Dick: \u201cMy mother who is now 77, both my sisters and I grew up reading and loving the stories about the Little Colonel and day dreaming that we knew her. And I am sure this is true of thousands of other girls, too\u2026\u201d And she was right.<\/em><\/span><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nLater in the interview, however, she noted that neither her two children nor her three grandchildren were impressed enough by her role in inspiring the tales to actually read them:<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em>As for her grandchildren\u2019s reading the books, they\u2019re \u201cjust like my own boys (Albert C. Dick, Jr. and J.H. Cochran Dick) were. They were so afraid they\u2019d be called sissies if they read that kind of books. Boys are such fools about things like that, I think, though, they know little parts of them.\u201d<\/em><\/span><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nAlbert Conrad Dick died in 1955, Hattie in 1975. Both are buried &nbsp;in Cave Hill Cemetery. Hattie Cochran Dick\u2019s obituary was published in the Courier-Journal on January 3, 1975:<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#0000CD\"><em><span style=\"font-size:14px\"><strong>Mrs. A.C. Dick, \u2018Little Colonel\u2019 Inspirer, Dies<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\nMrs. Albert C. Dick, who as a young girl inspired the famous \u201cLittle colonel\u201d stories by Annie Fellows Johnston, died Thursday afternoon at National Health Enterprises Northfield.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nShe was 84.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nIt was in the 1980s that Mrs. Dick, then Hattie Cochran, met Mrs. Johnston in Pewee Valley and the Little Colonel was born.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nHer name in the stories was Lloyd Sherman, and Pewee Valley became Lloydsboro Valley, but the places and people in the books actually existed in the town where Hattie Cochran grew up.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nIt was said that she got her Little Colonel nickname because she inherited her colonel grandfather\u2019s imperious manner and determination to get his own way.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nIn 1969, Mrs. Dick was asked if she did have some of those traits as a child, if she did have temper tantrums. She replied that she remembered lying on the floor and kicking, but added: \u201cWhy every child does that.\u201d<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nShirley Temple played the role in a movie in the mid-30s.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nNow, there is a Little Colonel Playhouse in Pewee Valley. It is a revamped general store.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;Mrs. Dick was a member of the National Society of Colonial Dames of America and a former member of the Pendennis Club, Louisville Country Club and Junior League of Louisville.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nShe was a charter member of the Cabbage Patch Settlement House.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nSurvivors include two sons, Albert C. Dick, Jr. and J.H. Cochran Dick; three grandchildren, Harriett C. Dick, George C. Dick and David C. Dick.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nPrivate graveside services will be at Cave Hill Cemetery at 11 a.m. Saturday.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nThe family requested that expressions of sympathy take the form of contributions to charity.<\/em><\/span><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nDuring her lifetime, Hattie Cochran Dick was well known for her Southern hospitality and the regional fare she served her guests. To try seven of her recipes, visit Cooking with the Little Colonel http:\/\/www.littlecolonel.com\/recipes.htm.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Thanks to Alex Luken for sending us more articles about Hattie Cochran Dick\u2019s life.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/ClovercroftTea_s.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-70\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/ClovercroftTea_s.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:88px; margin:6px; width:142px\" width=\"142\" height=\"88\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nMom Beck, The Walton&#8217;s and the Little Colonel at a tea at Clovercroft<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonel2-det.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-71\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonel2-det.jpg\" style=\"border-style:solid; border-width:1px; float:left; height:337px; margin:6px; width:294px\" width=\"294\" height=\"337\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonel2-det.jpg 294w, https:\/\/thelittlecolonel.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/09\/TheLittleColonel2-det-262x300.jpg 262w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 294px) 100vw, 294px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Being winsome<br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\nclick here for&nbsp;&#8220;Mrs. Sherman &amp; Papa Jack&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hattie Cochran (November 24, 1890-January 2, 1975) Real-life model for Lloyd Sherman, in Annie Fellows Johnston&#8217;s &#8220;Little Colonel&#8221; series &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hattie (Harriet) Cochran&nbsp;of Pewee Valley,Kentucky &nbsp;the real-life &#8220;Little Colonel&#8221;&nbsp;at age 5, 1896. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &#8220;Along&nbsp;this street one summer morning, nearly thirty years ago, came stepping an old Confederate Colonel. 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