17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Wednesday, January 8, 1913: Was so lucky to find my report just where I had put it. I feel very much relieved for I was rather worried. Have my part of the dialogue pretty well learned.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Where did Grandma find her report card? The previous day she could not find the card, and was very worried about it.
Some things have not changed over the last hundred years. It’s always upsetting when something is lost—though it usually turns up sooner or later.
It’s funny how I usually find lost things where I put them. When this happens I feel annoyed with myself . . .
Grandma was very involved in the Literary Society at her school and I think that she was memorizing part of a dialogue for an upcoming Literary Society meeting or program.