Got Home at 2:30 a.m.!

18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today: 

Wednesday, February 18, 1914:  Ruth and I went to a party tonight over at our cousin’s. We walked to town and from there the party was conveyed in sleds. Didn’t go very fast as the roads were full of snow. My, but we did have the eats. Bet there were some, who made it hard for their poor tummies. Got home 2:30 a.m.

Recent view from McEwensville looking out over the countryside
Recent view from McEwensville looking out over the countryside. (The building in the foreground was once the McEwensville School.)

Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:


What an awesome party! . . . friends, sleds, lot of good food. . .  Was “he” at the party? Life sounds good.

I want to just enjoy your fun, but somehow the time warp isn’t totally working for me—and the middle-aged mother in me has to ask you several questions:

Don’t you think that 2:30 a.m. was a bit late to stay out?

Did you and your sister Ruth have to walk home to the farm in the middle of the night all by yourselves? Was it safe?

21 thoughts on “Got Home at 2:30 a.m.!

  1. Wow! Gradma was learning that life could be fun! Wouldn’t it be great to go sledding as part of a party? No mention of a beau but I’ll bet there was one we will read about soon.

  2. What a delightful post Sheryl… I had a “big smile on m’ dial” re: you viewing your Grandmother’s behaviour from a parental viewpoint whilst, for me, Helena always has been “my Miss Muffly” and I want to shout out… “Go girl, go go go!!!…” :lol:

  3. It sounds like loads of fun – traveling by sled to a party! I don’t think people were so worried about dangerous people lurking about back then, and there is safety in numbers. Maybe they were escorted all the way home by the ones who provided the sleds. I wonder if they carried lanterns. Or flashlights maybe? Tim says flashlights were invented in 1899, but not commonly available until 1922.

  4. I don’t know, I guess I’m glad she had fun, but me as a father would have met her at the door with an angry expression!

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