19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Since Grandma didn’t write anything a hundred years ago today, I thought that it might be fun to take a look back at what she wrote in previous years on three dates in October. In 1911 and 1912 she was a high school student. She was at home working on the farm in 1913.
Wednesday, October 18, 1911: Grandma and Aunt Alice were here today, but I didn’t get to see them because they had gone when I got home from school. We had a review in Latin today. An easy examination it was.
<<< I’m still amazed that Grandma studied Latin in school–and that she sometimes found it easy! >>>
Thursday, October 19, 1911: That’s all.
<<< Even back in the days when Grandma was a student, some days were boring. >>>
Friday, October 20, 1911: Got out of school early this afternoon. I gathered some walnuts after I got home. Mollie gave me a kick in the back while milking another cow this evening. I’ve named Ruth’s twin calves, one Brutus and the other Caesar, but I can’t tell which is which.
<<<Ouch! A kick in the back had to hurt. . . I can see that what Grandma was learning in Latin was carrying over to her home life.>>>
Friday, October 18, 1912: These days are beginning to be so much agreeable.
<<< Why were the days more agreeable? >>>
Saturday, October 19, 1912: Had to pick taters this afternoon. Thought perhaps I’d get out of it because it rained last night, but didn’t get out of it any way.
<<< In 1914, the potato harvest was a little earlier–Grandma mentioned gathering potatoes on October 2.. Was the weather different in 1914? >>>
Sunday, October 20, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Mrs. Besse was here when I came home, but didn’t seem to make a very long stay of it.
<<< Besse was Grandma’s married sister. She lived in the nearby town of Wastsontown. In the early years of the diary she and her husband Curt often visited on Sundays. I wonder why Besse didn’t visit as often in 1914 as she once did. >>>
Saturday, October 18, 1913: At last my job is finished. I call it about 600 bushels more or less. This will add some to my spending money.
<<< Grandma was husking corn. Maybe, in 1914, she’s again busy husking corn (and making money) and too tired to write . . >>>
Sunday, October 19, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Then it commenced to rain, but got home alright after all.
<<< Sounds similar to many Sunday posts scattered throughout the diary.>>>
Monday, October 20 – Friday, October 24, 1913: It’s been so rainy and dreary this week that I begin to feel awful grouchy. I certainly am under the weather these days. Any way October never was a favorite month of mine. I don’t have much to write about for her.
<<< Interesting. . . I’d forgotten that Grandma also lumped a number of days together in the diary in 1913. October sounds like it was a rough month in 1913. I hope it’s going better in 1914. >>>