Third Romance Ended in Tragedy

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

Sunday, November 8, 1914:  My thoughts are in some kinds of a tangled maze, for it is now November the eighth, and I have decided to begin on a new month at last. Perhaps this may be accounted for in the fact that my third romance has ended in a tragedy to me any way. I have given up all hope for none is left for poor me. No one knows, no one suspects that deep down in my heart there lies something which I would dare tell no one.

Blanche and Margaret B. were down this afternoon. Took their picture. Wonder how it will be for it was raining at the time.

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

Oh Grandma, I’m so sorry. What happened?

I want to ask why you didn’t tell us about your romance via diary entries during the past few months. But, I know you’re feeling too bad to answer. I’m sure you had your reasons.

Blanche and Margaret Bryson were friends of Grandma’s. For more about them see these previous posts:

Blanche and Margaret Bryson

My Memories of Blanche Bryson Kramm

Milford, Margaret, Bertlet, and Blanche Bryson
Milford, Margaret, Bertlet, and Blanche Bryson (Source of Photo: Jane Shuman)

66 thoughts on “Third Romance Ended in Tragedy

  1. I can so relate to that entry. At nearly 54 and never finding Mr Right, only Mr Right Now or worse still Mr Just for today, I have given up any hope on the standard ‘happily ever after ‘ dreams of many women.

  2. It is easy to assume that only day to day things might be happening when there are no entries, but perhaps that is when MOST things are happening! I sometimes find the gaps in my own diaries are when something has been a bit overwhelming or everything was so hectic that I didn’t have the inclination or the time to explain on paper in a way that would do a situation justice.

  3. She just keeps us wondering, doesn’t she?! It’s either because there’s no entry and we wonder what happened… Or she writes about something that only makes us wonder more! I’m beginning to think maybe Grandma did it on purpose! 🙂

    1. It’s interesting to think about what leads a diary writer to pick up a pen some days and not others. The ebbs and flows in the diary are very intriguing. 🙂

    1. I hadn’t thought about it quite this way until you mentioned it, but I bet you’re right. Her friends were probably visiting to provide support. Friends are so vital during difficult times.

    1. I agree. I’m sure you are right. . . but. . . sigh. . . I just wish that we could have been able to vicariously enjoy her happiness during the romance.

  4. For me, lost loves have persisted as low points in my life, in spite of the fact that eventually I moved on and today am very happily married. I am so sorry for Helena’s lost love. Jane

  5. Love can be so painful. No wonder there were so many non-entries over the last days. I am sure Helena would be mortified that we are reading this entry 100 years later, but our hearts are breaking for her.

    1. What a wonderful reminder that the emotional upheavals in our teens and twenties often eventually lead to wonderful marriages. It sounds like you found a winner.

    1. I had similar thoughts. . . and agree that in the end all worked out happily and well (and thank goodness this relationship ended or else I wouldn’t exist).. 🙂

    1. Definitely. . . I’m sure that she won’t have felt comfortable putting more details in the diary; but, none the less, I wish she’d provided more information.

    1. Here use of the word tragedy also struck me. . . as well as the sentence that said, “No one knows, no one suspects that deep down in my heart there lies something which I would dare tell no one.”

    1. Yes, it seems like she considered some thoughts so private that she could only keep them in her head. . . Of course there always was the risk that her mother or sister might somehow read the diary.

  6. It’s must have been sad at the time, but think about it, it’s just as well the romance ended, or you wouldn’t be you! She must have suspected that her diary wasn’t private too….poor grandma.

  7. I go away from reading for a few days and find your grandmother with a broken heart! No wonder she didn’t write. Maybe he was stringing her along with lots of activities and she was too busy to write. And then, wham! All over.

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