|Birth: ||Dec. 7, 1907|
|Death: ||Sep. 27, 1950|
Emilie was born at Fort McDowell on Angel Island, Marin County, California
From the San Francisco Bulletin, April 2, 1923:
Treasures For Her Playhouse Are Cast Up By Waves
Buccaneers´ Nest Is Built From Driftwood
Gathered On Shore
By Dolores Waldorf
Pirates are her playmates, but she is a native born angel. In fact, Emelie Perle of Angel Island is not such a bad pirate herself, when vacation time comes and there's no school boat whistling from the West Garrison at 7 each morning.
Emelie Perle, 15 year old native of Angel Island and a freshman in Polytechnic High School was born in the driftwood house that has been the home of her father for forty years. Emelie does not know what it is to sit on the back porch of a city apartment and dream of desert isles with sandy beaches and restless waves casting white ruffles up and down. Her lullaby for all her short life has been the crooning of the winds as they slipped over the cove where the gray home nestles on the west shores of Angel Island. She knows no environment but that of romance and adventure.
CAST UP BY WAVES
The treasures in her playhouse have been cast up by the waves that surge in from the Golden Gate and the misty ocean beyond. Guarded by a rusty Spanish gun that a soldier brought her from Manila Bay, Emelie's playhouse, the Pirate's Rest, stands on the rocky cliffs of Angel Island. Bob Elsner, who has lived with the Perles since he was a tiny boy, Emelie, and the Lighthouse Girl built the playhouse themselves with wood they dragged up from the beach, planks washed in by the waves that had carried them from distant shores and vanished ships - planks that were dragged up over the cliffs by busy youngsters with frowns of endeavor and great purpose on their brows.
Emelie has raided many a phantom shipwreck and urged many a member of its crew to walk an entirely imaginative plank. She knows every inch of the Angel Island shore.
Aided by the Lighthouse Girls, Bob and Geraldine Bunce, who come over from the city for the more important raids, she has generaled battles against untold phantoms.
Following the battles there are always wienie roasts on the beach or a banquet supplied by a raid on the Perle cupboard and transported to the Pirate's Rest. There, if the diners are careful not to sit on the folding chair, which folds temperamentally, and if they are sure to keep their hands off the treasures, which are numerous and everywhere, and if Glennie, the Collie, doesn't become too jealous of Riley, the infinitesimal kitten, the feast will be sumptuous, satisfactory, and something grand.
Emelie's treasures include a stuffed squirrel from Sonoma County, a pair of wooden shoes from Austria, two figureheads of wrecked ships, one vertebrae belonging to a whale who died battling with a ferry boat, and innumerable souvenirs of beach raids.
Emelie loves her island home. The word flapper is not in her vocabulary. She does not do her hair up on top of her head, and she wears middy blouses. She is a real girl, with Mother Nature's bloom on her cheeks, and some day she is going to be a school teacher. But right now she is very glad whenever the school boat stops sailing for a week.
Charles William Frederick Perle (1874 - 1924)
Isabella Brown Lyon Dods Perle (1867 - 1952)
Junius James Clarkson (1911 - 1986)
Woodlawn Memorial Park
San Mateo County
Plot: Section E, Lot 300, Grave 4
Created by: Kathleen Clemence
Record added: Oct 25, 2011
Find A Grave Memorial# 79278533
Added: Oct. 29, 2011
Added: Oct. 25, 2011