Ok, this wasn’t taken in 1860, but it shows a domestic Christmas scene at some point in the middle of the 20th Century.
This is just another one of many photographs my Mother has tried to destroy be keeping under or behind the fridge for the last 30 years. Hopefully I’m going to be better at passing on photographic memories to my descendants.
Except of course most of mine can be instantaneously wiped out by accidental realignment of magnetic particle. Suddenly the back of the fridge seems like a safer bet.