Planted Red Geraniums for Memorial Day

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

Tuesday, May 28, 1912:  Had to stay out in the rain this afternoon and therefore got a little wet. Ruth and I went up to Oakes’ this evening.

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

Yesterday I was in the McEwensville area for reasons unrelated to the diary.  On my way into town I passed the Watsontown Flea Market; and, on a whim, decided to stop to see if I could find any hundred-year-old issues of Ladies Home Journal.

No luck with the magazines, but a vender was selling red geraniums.

The geraniums reminded me of how my mother and I used to put red geraniums on the graves of deceased relatives for Memorial Day.

I haven’t put flowers on graves since I was a child; but–before I’d really thought things through–I’d purchased nine red geraniums.

I made a short detour to locate a shovel. I could only found a rusty old shovel, but I  decided that it would work. It probably was the same one I’d once used with my mother to plant geraniums.

I then headed to the McEwensville  Cemetery.

When I got to the cemetery I discovered that an uncle, aunt, or cousin had already planted a red geranium. (It’s interesting that we all decided to plant red geraniums. I guess it’s a family tradition.)

I began to plant flowers on the graves of my paternal grandparents (Helen–she’d dropped the “a” long before she died– and Raymond Swartz), maternal grandparents, and other relatives.

The old rusty shovel wobbled as I planted the flowers, but it didn’t break.

I rushed because I only had a few minutes before I was supposed to be elsewhere for lunch. But somehow it felt right.

It was humid and the temperatures were in the 80’s.  I started to sweat—but thought—I can’t be late, I’ve got to get this done quickly.

The last grave I got to was my mother’s. I rapidly planted the last two geraniums as the sweat beaded up on my forehead. I thought,  “I’m going to only be a couple minutes late.”

At that moment the sweat rolled off my forehead and into my eyes—and stinging tears caused by the sweat started flowing. I couldn’t see and I knew that I couldn’t drive.

I was going to be very late getting to lunch, but suddenly was grateful.

It was good to remember all of my ancestors who’d gone before me—my paternal and maternal grandparents, my mother  . . .

Memorized 700+ Bible Verses

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

Sunday, May 26, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. I’ve finished learning verses for my Bible which means I have learned the required number. I expect to get it next Sunday. Went up to Brysons this afternoon as I thought no visitors would come anyway. Ruth and I went to church this evening. I’m rather tired after all my walking.

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

Wow! Grandma did it! She memorized 700+ verses, and was going to get a Bible.  I was sure that she’d give up.

On September 17, 1911 she’d written:

Went to Sunday School this morning. I usually get there every Sunday. In fact I haven’t missed going since in January. One reason for my regular attendance is that if you learn a number of verses from the Bible (over 700 it is) you will in the course of time receive a Bible.

And, on September 24, 1911 she wrote:

. . . Only learned seven verses for today, usually have twenty-seven. . .

Grandma mentioned memorizing verses several additional times during Fall, 1911 but the last time she wrote about it was on December 23. I’d felt certain that she’d never reach her goal—but I was wrong. Grandma persisted, but apparently didn’t think it was worth mentioning each week in the diary.

What Did Girls Do After High School a Hundred Years Ago?

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

Friday, May 24, 1912:  Ma says I’m getting my face tanned. How am I going to remedy that when I have to sit out and watch the pesky things? Well to make me feel better I guess she gave me fifty cents. Now I won’t be expected to grumble so much. Some day the trouble will end.

Did Grandma sit in this field a hundred years ago watching cows? This field is right next to the creek on the Muffly farm and seems like it might have once been the pasture.

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

Hmm—apparently a tan wasn’t considered a good thing a hundred years ago. I guess times changed between 1912, and the 1960s and 70s.  When I was a teen we were all trying to get dark tans.

As Grandma watched cows on those very long days, did she ever dream of a great career after she graduated from high school?

There was an article on jobs for women in the April, 1912 issue of Ladies Home Journal. Here are some excerpts:

What Shall I Do After High School?

The average High School girl has a feeling of bewilderment as the day of her graduation approaches. She asks: “What is there that I can do?” This vocation of teaching, being the line of least resistance has gathered in many who do not care for it and are not happy at it. . .

It is not the purpose of this article to tell girls of some easy way to support themselves, but rather to deal with some of the interesting avenues of service open to women.

Nurse

The girl who goes into nursing should have a sound constitution, cheerful disposition, common-sense, capacity for prompt decision and quick action, and above all, the ability to put herself under discipline. The nurse receives her training in the classes of the city hospitals. It is well to be prepared with at least a High School education, although a number of hospitals will admit on one years’ High School work, provided the applicant fulfills the age requirement, usually eighteen years, and is “good material.”

What can a girl do with this training? She can engage in private nursing at $25 a week. This is, of course, not steady work. She may also go into Army or Navy service, into hospitals, sanatoriums, city institutions as head nurse or assistant. The best opening in all of these places is that of superintendent. The demand is far beyond the supply for superior women for these positions. The school nurse and district nurse are positions open to the young woman who is attracted to the field of preventive social work. The nurse is needed in the forward movements of the day.

Library Work

Every girl who has gone into library work is enthusiastic about it. The great criticism about the work is that while it demands a great deal of general proficiency, education and training, it nevertheless pays but small salaries in proportion to its requirements. To enter this work a girl should have a love for books, current events and general information. Library schools for the most part accept High School graduates and give courses of from one to two years, but college graduation as well as library training is demanded for the higher positions in this work.

Kindergartner

A girl who goes into this work should have good health, should be full of the play spirit, have keen insight, a sympathy for little children and ability to sing, play, and draw. Her training covers a four-year High school course, and a two-year course in a kindergarten training school.

The knowledge and personality of the kindergartner count for much. The home-visiting which is an important part of the kindergartner’s work calls for tact and judgment.

Graduate kindergartners may find positions in the public schools, in the free or mission kindergartens, in private kindergartens or in private homes. They may open kindergartens of their own. The regular kindergartner receives in the city public service from $600 to $1500. The salaries in private schools are somewhat less.

Jewelry and Silversmithing

For the girl who has artistic appreciation and who can use her hands with skill in execution, very interesting work can be found in the jewelry and silversmith trades.

Costume Designing and Illustrating

This work calls for a considerable amount of native ability. Originality counts for much. A good practical course in design and pattern drafting is recommended.

At present the women’s magazines, fashion magazines, newspapers and advertising sheets employ scores of women at this work. The remuneration varies from two to three dollars a drawing to fifty dollars.  A fair artist out be make anywhere from $20 to $75 a week.

Artistic Photography

One is amazed at the rapid strides that the women are making in the field of art photography. There are at present more than fifteen hundred professional woman photographers in America. It is especially in the field of home portraiture that they are “making good.” Chemistry and physics and art work in her High School course will be of great help to her later.

There are a number of young women who are making a specialty of photographing babies and young children.

Dietitian

Only girls who have strong, practical tendencies and enjoy work of a scientific character should think of going into the field of domestic science known as “dietetics.” The scientific care and distribution of food is fast coming into the hands of trained dietitian.

Some colleges have established definite courses along these line, of three or four years in length and leading to a degree.

So much value has become attached the last few years to the subject of nutrition that a new importance has been given to the work of dining-room supervisor and there is a large opportunity for practical women to work in our college dormitories.

The hospital and institutional dietician has to take entire charge and supervision of the food question for the institution.

Interior Decorators

For girls who have a good color sense, ability in getting artistic effects, and some business enterprise there are large opportunities in the profession of interior decorating.

The field is not only that of the home, but has also extended to work in college halls and dormitories, hotels, and public buildings. Architects are now employing interior decorators.

Secretary

A secretary has been a young woman who can offer her services merely as a stenographer and typewriter; but the demand for young women of great intelligences and training, along with faculty and speed in dictation and typewriting, has developed a higher value for such services. A bright girl can get a position at $8 to $10 to start on; but few get beyond this wage.

The positions open vary from those in the average commercial or publishing house and school office to that of private secretary to a scientific investigator who demands an understanding of the details of his subject.

Ladies Home Journal, April 1912

Uncle Came to Visit

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

Sunday, May 19, 1912:Must go to Sunday School this afternoon. Wore my white dress. Uncle Sam was here this afternoon.

Recent photo of the railroad tracks that cross the Muffly farm.

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

Well, we now know a little more about the new dress. It was white.

Sam Muffly was a brother of Grandma’s father, Albert. In 1912, he would have been 45 years old. He was single and lived in the small hamlet of Ottawa (Pennsylvania) with his younger brother George and his widowed sister and her two children. I think that he was a farmer.

Ottawa is about 10 miles east of McEwensville. He probably came on the Susquehanna, Bloomsburg and Berwick  train since its route took it through both the Muffly farm and Ottawa. The train had a whistle-stop at a feed mill which was located very near the farm.

Cows Got Into the Wheat Field

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

Saturday, May 18, 1912:  What a doleful calamity. I had to watch the cows this morning, I mean this afternoon. I’m afraid that this is only the beginning. They got into the wheat for me.

Photo source: Kimball’s Dairy Farmer Magazine (June 1, 1912)

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

I bet that Grandma’s father was upset with her for allowing the cows to get into the wheat field. The cows could have done a lot of damage as they tramped through the field and nibbled the lush green wheat plants.

The previous summer Grandma also complained in the diary about needing to watch the cows—and how they sometimes got into the corn field, orchard, and other places they weren’t supposed to be.

I continue to be befuddled. It seems like the cows should have been safely enclosed in a field surround by barbed wire fence.

Was Grandma’s Mother “Mousie”?

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

Friday, May 17, 1912: Went to McEwensville this afternoon. Mousie had some business for me to transact.

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

I assume that Mousie referred to Grandma’s mother.

Mother: Phoebe Muffly

Did Grandma think that her mother was “mousie” and lacked an appreciation of what fashionable dresses should look like?

The previous day’s diary entry referred to a disagreement with her mother over a dress that her mother was making for her. My take on that entry was that her mother didn’t quite get how to make the dress look stylish— probably because her tastes were mousie–but that Grandma persevered and the dress ended up okay.

Weighted Down but Weighing Less

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

Sunday, May 12, 1912:  Went to Sunday School this morning. I had to go equipped with an umbrella. Carrie was over this afternoon. Catherine Rhone came down. We went after some lilacs and I guess we were well weighted down with them. I was weighed today weighing one pound less than I did a month ago. It is raining cats and dogs tonight.

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

Sometimes I absolutely love Grandma’s train of thought. She was writing about picking lilacs with her friends Carrie Stout and Catherine Rhone—and said that they were “weighted down” by the lilacs. That apparently reminded her that she’d lost a pound of weight. She seemed pleased—I wonder if teens worried about their weight back then like they do now.