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1911
January
Mid ice and snow,
and wintry glow
The happy new year rings.
So now I’ll commence,
And not with pretense
My diary of interesting things.
Sunday, January 1, 1911: The old year has passed, and the new year is ushered in with its joys and possibilities.
To me the old year has been quite a pleasant one. May this year be as pleasant. Christmas brought me no fatal grievances, and it really proved to be enjoyable and merry. I received quite a small number of Christmas presents although none of them were very costly. Judging none of them to exceed the modest price of fifty cents. (By this no one should think I am ungrateful for I really mean to be a grateful girl.)
This afternoon I went to Sunday school and attended catechize after church. On my way home I received a charming new year’s gift. (Thanks to the donor.) The first day of the new year is almost spent and I feel rather sad.
January 2-11, 1911: <<No entries in diary>>
Thursday, January 12, 1911: Finished taking examinations today for this month. I don’t believe I made very good marks. It seems to me as if I am going backwards every month instead of going forward.
Friday, January 13, 1911: Jakie, that’s my teacher had a siege of moving our seats today. I didn’t get mine moved, although I expected to be. It really was a wonder that I didn’t, how some wonderful things will happen in this every day world.
Saturday, January 14, 1911: Here’s to another monotonous day. It rained instead of snowing. I like things to come in some kind of order, but things won’t always come as you would want them to.
Sunday, January 15, 1911: Hardly remember what I did today. This evening I accompanied my lofty sister up to Oakes.
Monday, January 16, 1911: How the days do fly, half-a month gone already can hardly realize it, but I have to. I just do wish something would occur to break the same old terrible routine of mine. But it’s always ditto. I’ll soon turn into a recluse, or perhaps something worse, if something won’t happen.
Tuesday, January 17, 1911. Miss Stout was over this evening, wanted me to go skating or else sliding with her down on the creek with the rest of the gang. I choose to stay at home, and there I remained, and here I am at the present time.
Wednesday, January 18, 1911. Got a book out of the library at school today, which I’ll have to manage to read pretty soon, as soon as I get time.
Thursday, January 19, 1911. Pulled Miss Muffly’s ears first thing this morning, whether she liked it or not. Bout all I can do to fish up enough things to knock down. My life has reached an uneventful state or period with all its calm ripples. I almost forgot, I got a new pair of rubbers today which I needed very bad.
Friday, January 20, 1911. Brought home some maps I drew at school last year. They were very excellent specimen’s of drawing, so I thought it would be worthwhile to save them and exhibit them to my friends if I ever have a reason to. Perhaps I shall not. Missed the word (man) in spelling. Now looked surprised, anyone else might have missed it too under the same circumstances.
Saturday, January 21, 1911. Spent most of the day in reading and moping around doing nothing. Mother is reading tonight, while I make my entry, but she doesn’t know what I’m writing, for she has her back turned.
Sunday, January 22, 1911. Went to Sunday school and church this morning. Made ice cream. That is my sister made it and I assisted. I got the ice. Besse and Curt came out this evening. Just when Ruth and I were having a little spat all to ourselves.
Monday, January 23, 1911. Here’s Monday, another school day. It’s so hard to get up awful early, when you feel nice and sleepy.
Tuesday, January 24, 1911. It’s getting so terrible muddy. Wish it would snow. I love to take sleigh rides. Don’t get many though. I feel rather sleepy just now will soon be asleep.
Wednesday, January 25, 1911. Oh what did I do today? About the same things as I do on other days. I’m sure it wasn’t so very much. Just the same old routine with no breaks.
Thursday, January 26, 1911. Walked home from school with some girls who were going skating. I staid up later than usual tonight to get my lessons out. Did it because I had to. They weren’t hard, but they took some thinking.
Friday, January 27, 1911. Went to school this morning and about the first thing I heard was our teacher breaking through the ice, while skating last night. We had visitors at school this afternoon. Guess I’ll stop now.
Saturday, January 28, 1911. I puttered around, and did some work today. Although Ruth says, “I don’t do anything,” but as for earning my salt, I guess I earn as much as she does.
Sunday, January 29, 1911. I wondered around aimlessly today doing this and doing that, just to while the time away.
Monday, January 30, 1911. My! How the wind did blow today, smashed some panes in the school house windows with a deafening crash and alarmed us all, fortunately we escaped uninjured. Boo hoo I haven’t got all my arithmetic problems for tomorrow. Boo hoo. I’m getting stupid.
Tuesday, January 31, 1911. If anything of real importance happened today I would write it down, but as nothing has it will not be here to read. This is the last day of the first month. What do you think of it? Vice versa.
February
One month has come and gone,
And the month of February has dawned.
Thought is be the shortest month of the year,
Yet I do not suppose that all would oppose.
From enjoying its good year’s cheer.
Wednesday, February 1, 1911. I got a ride to school this morning, though the walking was perfectly fine! I got some candy of Jimmie’s tonight (he had quite a bit too much for a boy of his size so I relieved him of some).
Thursday, February 2, 1911. I soon get discouraged, and stop writing in my diary if I don’t soon find something of some interest to write. I made a short errand at noon in behalf of my adored sister. It was to deliver a note to one of her bosom friends with exceedingly good care.
Friday February 3, 1911. I got out of school early this afternoon. They all went skating except me. Helen Wesner was here and is going to stay all night. I’ll have to retire to another sleeping corner but I don’t care. It is only for one night, so what’s the diff? I may have some peace.
Saturday, February 4, 1911. Got up late this morning. The time we usually get up on Saturday mornings. Went to Watsontown this afternoon. Bought some valentines. I was rather fortunate. I got a ride both ways from and to home which I was glad of because the roads were so slushy. Ruth did my milking tonight. Twas a wonder.
Sunday, February 5, 1911. Went to Sunday school this morning. Went to church this evening with Ruth. It was rather lonesome today. Everything seemed so quiet.
Monday, February 6, 1911. It snowed today. Hope it will stay for a while at least. Was rather cold today. Got too close to the stove pipe at school today and burned my hand. Didn’t feel very good. Put some black on a kid’s face, and then he put some on mine. I tried to prevent him got my arm scratched and tore my waist. Got a ride home from school today. (It was in a sleigh.)
Tuesday, February 7, 1911. Some of the boys at school found the teacher’s Latin questions in examination, and we all expect to make a good mark. I do at least, but I might be fooled as some cheats are.
Wednesday, February 8, 1911: Had some of our exams today. Came out all right in Latin. Our arithmetic wasn’t so easy though. My fingers feel rather tired. Had banana ice cream for supper. Yum, yum, yum.
Thursday, February 9, 1911: I’m glad our examinations are over for this month, gee whiz, some of the marks I got weren’t very encouraging, but I suppose it’s my fault. If I were to be made over again I would like to be made a little bit smarter than I am at present.
Friday, February 10, 1911: We were expecting an important visitor at school today, so some of us swept the school room and washed the black boards, but it was all in vain. He didn’t come. I don’t suppose the teacher cared. He wouldn’t have to do any sweeping this time.
Saturday, February 11, 1911: Got up about eight o’clock this morning. Did quite a lot of work this forenoon. Carrie Stout was over a while this afternoon. Nearly all my Saturdays are alike.
Sunday, February 12, 1911: Pa and Ma went away today and we had the house to ourselves while they were gone. Of course we had a fine dinner for my sister is an excellent cook, or rather she thinks she is. Any way we had dinner. Ice cream consisted of part of the meal. I had to turn the freezer, which I soon tired of. (I usually tire of anything I don’t like.) Any how I froze that cream so hard that it all crumbled up in big chunks. That surely was a result of labor. Rachel Oakes was a guest for dinner. I went to Sunday school church and catechize this afternoon. By the time I got home, the afternoon was almost over.
Monday, February 13, 1911: I can’t find hardly anything new to write today. Besse was out this afternoon. Everything seemed to grow wrong with me this evening.
Tuesday, February 14, 1911: I guess that a good many people know that the fourteenth of February is St. Valentine’s day. I expected at least one beautiful valentine, but like some fools I was disappointed, but I didn’t get any ugly ones either. I don’t think I would have felt very much honored to be the recipient of one, but if I was not the receiver of any. I however, was the sender of four horrid ones. I also sent some pretty ones too.
St. Valentine’s day is here once more
To pierce some tender heart to the core
But if Dan Cupid with you can’t make a hit.
He’ll turn over and to some easier one flit.
Wednesday, February 15, 1911: I heard from two of the persons to whom I sent comic valentines. I don’t think they suspected me in the least. We had final examinations in Physical Geography. I think I will make a good mark. I got a ride home from school this evening. It was with such a cute boy. (I didn’t know him though.) He asked me, “would I accept a ride?” and I certainly did. We talked chiefly about the weather and the snow. The name of his horse was Grace for that was what he called her.
Thursday, February 16, 1911: I blackened my shoes this morning. I don’t know what was the matter with the polish, but it did have a most peculiar smell. Some of the girls at school declared, “they smelt medicines.” I have a most awful headache tonight. My head just feels as if it would like to jump into space.
Friday, February 17, 1911: I went to a party this evening in McEwensville up at Watson’s I had a very pleasant time. It was almost two o’clock when I got home.
Saturday, February 18, 1911: Strange to say, I don’t believe I was a bit sleepy today, but I didn’t get up so very early this morning. It has been so quiet today, but I don’t think I was, for it seems I am stirring at something that I have no business to. If I would only stir at my neglected studies.
Sunday, February 19, 1911: I went to Sunday school this morning and staid for church. While washing the dishes at noon (that is one of my daily duties) I cut a gash in my finger. It is so excruciatingly sore. It seems as if I am always getting some burns, cuts, or bruises.
Monday, February 20, 1911: A glorious snow came today, hurrah for the sleigh rides through the fleecy snow. I had a swift ride home from school this evening.
Tuesday, February 21, 1911: The same old routine, I hope it will soon be broken. I was busily making errands today, they didn’t concern me so very much. I got a ride home from school with Oakes, and it was a little bit windy. The wind blew my cap off of my head, and I had to get out, and go back after it. Too bad, wasn’t it?
Wednesday, February 22, 1911: It was so awful cold this morning. I got to school before the doors were unlocked. There I had to stand outside and freeze, but the door was unlocked before I reached that point. That glorious sister of mine is in bed now. I will soon follow. Rufus has her eyes on me. Perhaps she is guessing what I am writing. Today is Washington’s birthday. I didn’t forget it. Don’t’ you think I’m very patriotic?
Thursday, February 23, 1911: We had quite a gathering here this evening. Jake and the senior class were down for supper and to spend the evening. Only the girls staid all night. Besse was out, but she went home shortly after supper was over. Rachel and her brother (I mean her nice brother) arrived upon the scene shortly afterwards. We spent the evening playing cards. I played part of the time. I made some of the most blundering mistakes, you see, I am a greeny. I ate so much ice cream that I got a pain and it was an awful one, but it didn’t last very long. Thank goodness. Well after Bill and that teacher of mine took their departure, we four girls journeyed off up stairs where we talked and laughed for about an hour and a half before we could make up our minds to go to bed. At last we cuddled down to sleep. Ruth slept with Blanche and I slept with Edith, a bride elect. I felt quite honored.
Friday, February 24, 1911: I tried to get up this morning without awakening my bed fellow, but all in vain. We tried to make her believe she was dreaming of (Him). I didn’t have a lesson out for this morning, for I didn’t study any last night, because I couldn’t very well, but I made up for it some this evening. I managed to get through my lessons somehow. Ruth has done to a sleighing party, through the mud tonight.
Saturday, February 25, 1911: Mother got mad at me this morning and chased me around with a stir stick. I always seem to get into some kind of trouble on Saturdays. I went up to Oakes this afternoon. I didn’t want to go, but Ruth wanted me to take home some papers and cards of theirs. So at last I went. I stuck fast in the mud several places, but succeeded in extricating myself. I have been for the past few days, and still am, the owner of a very sore thumb on my right hand. I guess it is either a ring-around or a run around.
Sunday, February 26, 1911: I went to Sunday school this afternoon and staid for church and catechize. The walking was extremely bad, but still I went. We had chocolate ice cream for supper. We all rather like it, so we have it occasionally which is about once in a week.
Monday, February 27, 1911: The roads were so muddy that I went up the railroad to school and came home that way. Besse was out this afternoon. Wish I had all of my lessons out for tomorrow especially my latin.
Tuesday, February 28. 1911: I really cannot think of one thing that happened today of marked importance concerning my little world. One of the boys stopped school today.
Wednesday, March 1, 1911:
March
Blustering March, month of spring,
We bid you welcome here.
You bring the sunshine and the flowers.
Hurrah for the third month of the year.
I was invited to dine out this evening and accepted the invitation. It was up at Gauger’s. My beauteous or rather vain sister was up also. It was, as I suppose in honor of the senior class. I had quite a pleasant evening. I played flinch part of the time. My partner and I winning two games.
Thursday, March 2, 1911: Dear me, what shall I write? Mrs. Hester was out this afternoon. I intended to work thirty-one algebra problems this evening or rather tonight but instead of that I only worked one. Perhaps I may get to the remaining thirty tomorrow, but it is only perhaps.
Friday, March 3, 1911: I was invited to a dance tonight, but didn’t go because I didn’t have any one to go with. Ruthie went to Helen Wesner’s party. I would have like to have gone too, but I wasn’t invited. I guess I am not out yet. I’ll have to sleep alone tonight for it isn’t very likely that Ruthie will get home before daylight. She’ll be lazy tomorrow.
Saturday, March 4, 1911: Things certainly were stale today. Mother was so out of humor this morning and we poor kids received some scathy scoldings. We usually do nearly every Saturday, or I do at least. I have a mania for teasing Jimmie, and when I do I get some growling. If you see any mistakes in this entry, don’t let on you see them.
Sunday, March 5, 1911. I went to Sunday school this morning. Carrie Stout and I walked to Turbotville this afternoon going up the rail road. We were rather weak in our feet by the time we got home. Ruth and I went to church this evening.
Monday, March 6, 1911. I passed a rather restless night. I was most too tired to sleep. I did some moaning before the night was over. It snowed in the night. Daddy took me to school this morning. What M.C.R. did at S. Was so electrified for a few moments. I got a ride home tonight. Did today’s walking yesterday.
Tuesday, March 7, 1911 : Oh pshaw, it’s a hard task to write something, when you have nothing to write. We had onions for supper, and I can taste them yet. I am not very anxious for the morrow, for with it some questions to be answered, but they might be easier than what I think they really are.
Wednesday, March 8, 1911: I arose with the feeling this morning that things were sure to go wrong today and they certainly did this forenoon. I had the misfortune to scald my left hand this morning. Be told, if you weren’t careful you had to suffer was surely enough. Oh how my hand did burn this morning. I was in agony nearly all forenoon, and then we had examinations too, but every day brings some new pleasure in life to balance with the pain.
Thursday, March 9, 1911: I have cold, and a sore nose, but my nose was worse than my cold. I just had to keep rubbing at it all day. It is a beautiful pink now. I didn’t feel very good today. Well who would with a sore nose and a blistered hand.
Friday, March 10, 1911: Pulled a girl’s ears at school. It was her birthday. Will be glad when mine comes along. Hope tomorrow will prove more stirring than what today had been.
Saturday, March 11, 1911: I had to bustle around and do some work today. I did most of it this forenoon and took a rest this afternoon. Helen Wesner, alias Tweet, was coming down to go along with Rufus to a play at W. tonight and I poor kid had to stay at home.
Sunday, March 12, 1911: Tweet slept with me last night. I was rather restless. Don’t know whether she was the cause or not. This afternoon I went to Sunday school and church, staid for catechize. Besse and Curt were out this afternoon. I guess they just happened to come because we had some ice cream left from dinner.
Monday, March 13, 1911: Alas and alack, things are getting so dry in this diary. What I did today was so unimportant that I will not take the time and trouble to write it down.
Tuesday, March 14, 1911: I received two handkerchiefs today. There were supposed to be a birthday present, but they happened to be a week ahead of time. Anyway they will answer the purpose. Today was a good bit like yesterday. Nothing of interest transpired. I am so tremendously sleepy. Rastus is asleep, I believe, for those bewitching eyes of hers are closed, and she herself is the very image of innocence and gentleness, when asleep, but the image of a thunderstorm when awake. I bought her a box of pills today, but she had to pay for them. It would be a great economy if she would only buy a bbl. Or even a hhd. Of pills, for she can and does consume them in large quantities, and mother does also, but I don’t.
Wednesday, March 15, 1911: It snowed last night, and the trees were covered thick with snow. My, but it was an exquisite night, but it soon vanished, for by noon the trees were as bare as ever. We got our reports cards today. Some of my marks were something wonderful. As a whole I seem to be a wonderful girl and something out of the ordinary.
Thursday, March 16, 1911: It has been so biting cold today. We all crowded around the stove at school this morning, and about all I did was to shiver for I couldn’t study. Well I am shivering now, this room is rather cold. I must hurry off to bed.
Friday, March 17, 1911 : Today is St. Patrick’s day. The day to be green and feel green. Ruth and I went to Blanche Bryson’s party. We went with Rachel and Alvin Oakes, going out a lane, that I had never been in before, and because of this, I was goosey enough to tumble down. I had a lot of fun at the party and I suppose everyone else did too. We took our departure about half past one o’clock a.m.
Saturday, March 18, 1911: I got up with a funny feeling this morning, not just exactly sleepy, but rather achy like I was to wash up the oil cloths today but I didn’t do it. Momma said something about she wouldn’t let us go to parties if we couldn’t do any work afterwards. Of course it was all rot.
Sunday, March 19, 1911: I went to Sunday school and church this morning. I saw such a pretty baby today with a head fairly covered with thick auburn hair. It struck me that I looked something like that baby when I was about her age. I had so much hair then with a bit of waviness in it, and dimples in my smiling cheeks, but this is enough flattery for one night. I must scratch gravel off and go to bed, and to my sweet beautiful dreams, so vivid and real.
Monday, March 20, 1911: Windy day also snowy this morning, this was the last snow of winter unless we get some more before midnight. Today was Mollie’s birthday. I forgot to pull her ears. Carrie Stout was over this evening. She brought me a birthday present. It was a dainty white apron. Mother said, “It was only a patch.” Well I’ll have to say good-by to fifteen years and pass on to the next. Wonder if I will get any more presents.
Spring of the year, brightest of seasons.
Flinging grim winter into the past.
Leading us on to a happy vacation.
Making us joyous, while life can last.
First day of spring for thee I have waited.
Impatiently, eagerly, day after day
Longing, yet dreading the approach of my birthday.
Sorry, yet glad, when it passes away.
Tuesday, March 21, 1911: It hardly seems possible, that I am really sixteen years old. Perhaps it was because I didn’t get my ears pulled. Mother gave me a dollar this morning as a birthday present. Dear mother, many thanks to you. A beautiful sun shone on my birthday as if to brighten my future pathway through life.
I hereby truthfully resolve to be a better and more useful girl in the future than I have been in the past, and may this birthday resolution never be broken, I sign myself, Helena Muffly, Mar. 21, 1911
Wednesday, March 22, 1911: The events of the day are not worth the time to mention them. I am waiting and hoping to get a bid to the wedding.
Thursday, March 23, 1911: Ruth and I received an invitation to the wedding. But oh dear me it is two wks. off. It took a streak at being cold today. This is such uncertain weather. Hope I will be warm on the sixth for then I intend to have some fun.
Friday, March 24, 1911: Ruth and I went to a play tonight or rather I went with her. Carrie Stout went along with us. It was up at the Town Hall, given by the senior class of Turbotille. I thought it was very interesting, but Rufus didn’t agree or didn’t seem to agree. I suppose by that she wanted it distinctly understood that her queenly presence had attended many better plays than that insignificant one.
Saturday, March 25, 1911: I did a wee bit of work this morning. This afternoon I manufactured a rat, it’s quite harmless though, and of course I tried its effect, but it didn’t agree with my fastidious sister. I’m not sure whether I’ll wear it very much now or not.
Sunday, March 26, 1911: Went to Sunday school and church this afternoon. Mother is busy reading a novel, and I’m making this entry in her room, because I can’t have the light. Ruthie has the honorable James B. Oakes down in the sitting room, but she had to go after him or he wouldn’t have been here. Papa is down there also, so nothing won’t happen. Tee hee, poor me.
Monday, March 27, 1911: I got caught in a rainstorm while coming home from school this evening, but I soon got out of it. Bessie was out this afternoon to freshen Rastus up with some news.
Tuesday, March 28, 1911: W.J. Dentler was up at our school awhile this morning. We hustled at our lessons but fortunately he left before we had any classes. He also came down to see Ruth and bid her good-but I suppose.
I got an invitation to the commencement today, and now I’ll be in for getting another present. Alas my pocketbook.
Wednesday, March 29, 1911: Nothing of importance, not one thing. Ruth gave me a piece of her mind tonight. She wants me to keep my mouth shut, not that I say too much, for I am rather bashful, but I’m to breathe though my mouth instead of through my– Darn it, I don’t mean that, I mean vice versa.
Thursday, March 30, 1911: I saw a rainbow this evening. I am trying to prepare myself for my final examinations. It’s a most difficult task when you don’t feel like it. I just happened to get a spot of ink on the bureau spread. I soon fixed it though.
Friday, March 31, 1911: I got kicked today, and it was such a violent one that it caused me to land on my back. It was by a modest cow, who happened to kick me and the bucket at the same time. I guess I was as much surprised as she was.
Saturday, April 1, 1911:
April
Oh the dawning of April so warm and so bright
Recalls to our minds a glad welcome sight
Of seeing spring hats
Both large and both small
Quite ready for buyers to make them a call.
April fool’s day: I went to Watsontown this afternoon to do some much needed shopping. Rastus went to Milton, and didn’t get home until six o’clock, so I had to do all the milking.
Sunday, April 2, 1911. I went to Sunday school this morning. It was kind of lonesome this afternoon. Ruth and I went up to church this evening to hear the baccalaureate sermon.
Monday, April 3, 1911: One day is passed of the dreaded three, and they will soon be over, for we are having our final exams now. I’m so anxious about what I will make, fraid it won’t be any too high, and sincerely hope it will not be the opposite.
Tuesday, April 4, 1911: Not very much for today. It still continues to be so chilly and so dreary. To increase these conditions it had to rain this afternoon. I have to write about the weather, when I have nothing else to write. I don’t believe Thursday is going to be the beautiful day I want it to be!
Wednesday, April 5, 1911. But now I have changed my opinion. I believe I will have a good time tomorrow. I assisted my sister in making chocolate fudge tonight.
Thursday, April 6, 1911: A warm spring day today it was. We had our second annual picnic out on the school ground. Oh my what fun we had. This afternoon I helped to carry flowers to the church. Alas the afternoon soon passed. When I got home, I had to hurry and get my work done in time to go to the commencement. I had to take my Mamma along, so that impeded my progress somewhat. After commencement came the wedding of Edith and Harry. It was the first one I was ever present at. Well, I guess about all I anticipated was realized. I can hardly believe I can only see him so seldom now even if the distance is short when I used to see him so often.
Friday, April 7, 1911: I’m thinking about my by-gone school days. Sad thoughts they are indeed. I ripped apart a waist, and am trying to make it over again.
Saturday, April 8, 1911: I cleaned the yard today. I have to get down to manual labor since school has stopped, whether I like it or not, but tis best to like it. I guess for then you can do it easier.
Sunday, April 9, 1911: I went to Sunday school this afternoon. There was communion. Got home rather late for catechize was delayed about half an hour behind time.
Monday, April 10, 1911: I helped to wash this morning. Mistress Besse was out this afternoon and went with Miss Ruth out to gather some delicious dandelion. Ours was no good after all.
Tuesday, April 11, 1911: I am plagued with an attack of toothache, which seems to have no let up. Read almost half of a novel this afternoon. Carrie Stout was over this evening.
Wednesday, April, 12, 1911: I went over to Stout’s this afternoon, for I want to escape the home atmosphere, Pa and Ma having just cleaned the kitchen stove.
Thursday, April 13, 1911: Carrie Stout was over this afternoon. We went to gather dandelions, and worked awhile, then went to hunt for trailing arbutus in the woods. We didn’t get any though for it was just beginning to come out. But we found some wintergreen and mountain pinks.
Friday, April 14, 1911: I spent most of my time indoors today for the weather was decidedly dreary and ugly. Had a time hiding pop corn this afternoon from Jimmie and Mother.
Saturday, April 15, 1911: Besse was out this afternoon. We three kids went for arbutus and I got some this time. Still have a toothache.
Sunday, April 16, 1911: Easter Sunday, no chocolate eggs were in evidence. I went to Sunday school this morning. Went over to Stout’s this afternoon. Miss Carrie wasn’t at home though, having gone away to spend Easter.
Monday, April 17, 1911: I got a supply of novelettes this morning. Will have something to do now during my leisure hours. Ruth and I expected company this afternoon, but they didn’t come. Gathered some dandelions.
Tuesday, April 18, 1911: I believe I have forgotten what I really did today. It was so much and yet so little. Toothache still continues.
April 19-27, 1911: <<<< No entries >>>>
Friday, April 28. 1911: Besse came out this morning to help with the kitchen. It seems we were working at it all day and I guess we were. Carrie Stout was over this evening. She brought Ma some flower seeds. Ruth and I went part of the way home with her.
Saturday, April 29, 1911: Ma kept me busy a chasing the chickens out of the garden this afternoon. I get so mad at them. Carrie Stout came over this evening. Wanted me to go along with her up to McEwensville. She is afraid of the dark. Of course I went, although I looked like a witch.
Sunday, April 30, 1911: Pa and Ma and Jimmie went away today. Ruth had invited Helen Wesner and Blanche Bryson to come and do justice to her very excellent cooking. I rode home from Sunday school with them. I choked at the dinner table which displayed my most excellent manners.
Monday, May 1, 1911:
May
The month of May has come today
With many a happy pleasure.
With it, she brings the flowers of spring,
In full many a boundless measure.
Started to make a dress today. Want to get it finished this week, if I can. There was an awful heavy shower here this evening. It hailed some too but it soon cleared off and everything looked so fresh and beautiful.
Tuesday, May 2, 1911: Ruth and I went to Milton this morning. Her highness got a dress and a pair of pumps. Don’t know when I will get mine, perhaps next winter.
Wednesday, May 3, 1911: I did most of the ironing this morning. Ironed my Ma’s fancy collar, but somehow I didn’t iron it right, then I got a lecture for my pains. Sewed this afternoon.
Thursday, May 4, 1911: Helped to clean the hall this afternoon and also had to clean the carpet. I penned up some ducks this evening. Didn’t like it very well for I have rather a timid feeling towards them.
Friday, May 5, 1911: I believe I have forgotten all that I really did do today. It must have been a case of carelessness or laziness.
Saturday, May 6, 1911: Ruth and I went to Milton this afternoon. I wanted to get my teeth filled but as the dentist was absent I was forced to wait until another day. While there we went into the theatre on Broadway.
Sunday, May 7, 1911: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. Saw M.C.R. I went over to Stout’s this evening. Carrie wanted me to try their new telephone but I wouldn’t do it. Besse and Curt were out this evening.
Monday, May 8, 1911: Toiled away at the washer this morning. This afternoon I went over to Stout’s. My first experience in telephoning. The voice at the other end of the wire sounded rather squeaky. I telephone to Besse. Ma was so rejoiced to get her teeth back again, which she had sent off on a vacation of one week.
Tuesday, May 9, 1911: By jingo if I haven’t forgotten what I did today. Just what I did several days ago. You see, sometimes it happens that I don’t always feel like writing in this diary every evening, so I wait until the next evening and make two entries at one time.
Wednesday, May 10, 1911: I did about half of the ironing this morning. I don’t call that very much of a suit do you? This afternoon I had to carry water to be used in making mortar and spilt waters on my skirts.
Thursday, May 11, 1911: It is quite unnecessary to state what I did today, nor would it prove a bit interesting for it is just the same hum-drum duties that we pass through every day. Ruth told me this evening that it was no wonder that everybody despised me, I was so disagreeable.
Friday, May 12, 1911: Just about the same things which I did yesterday. Ruth went up to Turbotville this evening to attend the commencement. I’ll surely have some peace tonight because she won’t be here to disturb it.
Saturday, May 13, 1911: I went to Milton this afternoon to get my teeth filled, but it happened to be a wild goose chase, for he wasn’t there. I walked around town until I was tired, then went into Bijou Dream. I’m so very tired now. Oh, dear.
Sunday, May 14, 1911: Went to Sunday school this morning. I went over to Stout’s this afternoon. Carrie and I were going to take a walk and visit some other girls. Just as I expected we didn’t do. What a shame.
Monday, May 15, 1911: I was so very busy this forenoon. Sometimes I can be very energetic, if I want to. Bessie was out this afternoon.
Tuesday, May 16, 1911: Started to make a much needed apron. Mother and I had quite a squabble over it. She said I wasn’t making it right. Started to embroider a jabot. Don’t suppose I need it though. Just something to take up room.
Wednesday, May 17, 1911: I am busy these days a ripping tucks out of my skirts. They are inclined to be just a trifle too short. My right forefinger is getting so sore. Wonder if it will prove another runaround.
Thursday, May 18, 1911: Carrie Stout was over this afternoon. We went for lilacs and after she had a big bouquet, she became afraid of the bumble bees.
Friday, May 19, 1911: I had to drop potatoes this afternoon. I’m so glad it only comes once in a year. I got so fatigued, but that isn’t rare.
Saturday, May 20, 1911: Oh psh aw, this is hardly worth writing. I planted some popcorn this morning, and was kept busy nearly all afternoon.
Sunday, May 21, 1911: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. The whole Stout family was over this evening. Wormed the results of that letter out of Carrie.
Monday, May 22, 1911: Never have I felt less inclined to write in this diary than I do tonight.
Tuesday, May 23, 1911: It was most too hot to do any work today, so I lingered around in cool shady nooks so that I might not become overheated.
Wednesday, May 24, 1911: One of these days I’m going to do something of some importance. I’m getting rather tired of the same old duties, the same old ways, and the same old troubles.
Thursday, May 25, 1911: Went to Watsontown on an errand this morning. I had to walk though. Besse came out this evening. (Jim) Ruthie’s was here also tonight.
Friday, May 26, 1911: I’m through watching cows for the present time—at least. That was my duty for one wk.
Saturday, May 27, 1911: Went to Watsontown this morning, and up to McEwensville this afternoon. Oh the countless errands I have to perform keeps me rather busy. Ruth went to Riverside park.
Sunday, May 28, 1911: Ma and Pa went away to store all day. Tweet was here all night and staid till evening. Went to Sunday school this morning. Carrie was over this afternoon. Heard this evening of the arrival of a girl cousin born on May the 18th.
Monday, May 29, 1911: My mother’s wedding anniversary. 27 years ago. We are going to build a piece to the barn. Two of the carpenters came today. During a thunderstorm this afternoon, the lightning struck a large oak tree.
Tuesday, May 30, 1911: Carrie and I went over to the Watsontown cemetery this afternoon. Am rather tired and sleepy.
Wednesday, May 31, 1911: Was so very disappointed this evening. Ruth said she was not going to the circus which is to be held this month at the Milton fairground, and I intended to go if she would go.
Thursday, June 1, 1911
June
Of all the months, my favorite is
The radiant glorious month of June.
How many are the joys it brings.
And also tells that the year is noon.
Every cloud has a silver lining. Ruth and I went to the circus, accompanied by Miss R. O. You see my darling sister sometimes changes her mind for the better. I though the circus was great even if you did blow $0.60.
Friday, June 2, 1911: I would like to rub up an acquaintance with one of the young carpenters. There are two of ‘em, but seems an impossibility. Dear, dear me.
Saturday, June 3, 1911: Went over to Stouts this forenoon to telephone to Besse. The carpenters went away tonight.
Sunday, June 4, 1911: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. Carrie Stout was over this evening. Somehow she happened to stay too late that her mother came after her. Guess she got a spanking and maybe a growling also.
Monday, June 5, 1911: Mother, Besse and Ruthie flew around today a baking pies and cakes. I thought it might be fun to swipe one, but oh the result.
Tuesday, June 6, 1911: We had the raising of the barn this morning. Tweetie and her mother were here to assist. Besse also. Perhaps you may think I was in my highest ecstasy, a hovering among the dishes. M.C.R. was here. Good night.
Wednesday, June 7, 1911: Can take a rest now since the hurrying, scurrying has subsided in part.
Thursday, June 8, 1911: I got my camera this morning which I had sent for about a week ago. I have a kind of cold that is not to my liking.
Friday, June 9,1911: Must have forgotten what I did today. It won’t come into my head when I am ready to write it down.
Saturday, June 10, 1911: The carpenters went away today and I sort of miss them especially in my stack of dishes. Heard this morning that we will have the same old teacher back that we had last year. Mrs. Edith Reynolds was here a little while this afternoon. Came with her Harry.
Sunday, June 11, 1911: Went to Sunday school this morning and managed to get there when it was almost over. Carrie and I went up to Rhone’s this afternoon. I thunderstorm is raging now.
Monday, June 12, 1911: Started to pick strawberries this morning. Of course it will mean some early rising and loss of sleep, but just look at what I can earn.
Tuesday, June 13, 1911: I have a sore neck, and I’m not trying to write anything very pleasant, so there. Said good-bye to H.W. Wonder when I will see him again. He came over for some tools this morning.
Wednesday, June 14, 1911: There is nothing to write about for today.
Thursday, June 15, 1911: Wanted to go to Milton today and get some things to wear but mommie wouldn’t go.
Friday, June 16, 1911: Please excuse me for I have forgotten what I did today. It’s hardly worthwhile to keep a diary when you can’t remember anything.
Saturday, June 17, 1911: There is a festival up town tonight. Didn’t go because I was too stingy, and I didn’t think it probably that one of my many beaus would be there. Rufus went though.
Sunday, June 18, 1911: Went to Sunday school this morning. Was over Stout’s this afternoon, and went up to the Lutheran church to witness their children’s day services this evening. Ma was my chaperone.
Monday, June 19, 1911: I worked so very hard this forenoon, but made up for it by retiring early. Ruth is having Mr. J. Oakes down on the front porch this evening.
Tuesday, June 20, 1911: Had a task I didn’t like very well for this morning. Was going to make an apron this afternoon for myself, but Bisser took pity on me and did it herself, so you see I was saved all the bother.
Wednesday, June 21, 1911: Got stung twice by a bumble bee this afternoon. I didn’t feel too well.
Thursday, June 22, 1911: Mother and I went to Milton this morning. I got a dress and a pair of shoes and some other accessories. Mother was so fatigued when we got home, but I was far from that.
Friday, June 23, 1911: Was to pick strawberries this afternoon, but decided that it would be too hot. I’m going to stop now, as the season is over, having earned a snug sum of $2.65.
Saturday, June 24, 1911: Mother cut my lawn dress out this afternoon. Am going to see how long it takes her to finish it. I give her till next Sat. evening. Have to carry the hay rope now. Such fun.
Sunday, June 25, 1911: Went to Sunday school this morning. Didn’t go any place this afternoon. Had to entertain myself.
Monday, June 26, 1911: Felt so terrible this morning, so did Ruth. Picked cherries nearly all afternoon! There were sour ones, so there was no danger of spoiling my hands to any considerable extent.
Tuesday, June 27, 1911: We had a thrilling search for Jimmie this afternoon who had hid himself in a chicken coop just before a rainstorm to escape getting wet.
Wednesday, June 28, 1911: Nothing much to write about unless it would be that I was an exceedingly industrious girl today.
Thursday, June 29, 1911: I moved Ruthie’s belongings into another apartment and she herself is going to occupy that room for a time. Don’t know how long it will be though. I’m so tired now, I can hardly stand upright.
Friday, June 30, 1911: Rufus is going to teach school next winter, as she has just been elected to that office. Am glad.
Saturday, July 1, 1911:
A whole half year has just leaped by,
And all can now witness the approach of July.
With all its plenty of frolic and fuss,
But beware and be cautious of the sun.
I worked so hard today out in the hay field a heaping hay. Oh happy day. Mother hasn’t finished my dress yet. I really need it.
Sunday, July 2, 1911. : Almost roasted today. Went to Sunday school this afternoon. We had company this evening. One of Ruthie’s future pupil’s and parents.
Monday, July 3, 1911: My, but I’m so roasted, worse than yesterday, I guess. Made an errand up to McEwensville this evening in behalf of my popper.
Tuesday, July 4, 1911: The fourth of July is almost over and I have barely given it a thought. That shows that I am not given to celebration on this day having nothing to shoot up in the air. A good reason.
Wednesday, July 5, 1911: No news for today, not the smallest pinch, excepting that I got drenched during a rain storm.
Thursday, July 6, 1911: Went to Milton this morning. Got that bothersome tooth that ached in the spring filled and several other ones. Went to the extravaganza of buying a fire dollar ring today. I am busted now.
Friday, July 7, 1911: Nothing much at all to write about.
Saturday, July 8, 1911: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. Got stung by a bee coming home. Went up to Oakes on an errand as soon as I got home from town.
Sunday, July 9, 1911: Went to Sunday school this morning. Was over to see my friend this evening. Besse and Curt were here when I came home.
Monday, July 10, 1911: Nothing doing. Cows got in the corn, and I had to get them out at the expense of a lot of running.
Tuesday, July 11, 1911: Sorry, but I must have forgotten.
Wednesday, July 12, 1911: Mother finished my dress today. Now I will have at least one suitable gown for this season. My wardrobe is rather limited, no silks or satins or velvets.
Thursday, July 13, 1911: Accompanied Ruthie up to Oakes’s this evening. She was going to a party this evening, but didn’t do because her friends didn’t go.
Friday, July 14, 1911: The entries for this month look as if they won’t require much space. Can’t help it though.
Saturday, July 15, 1911. Nothing really worthwhile. Oh sad routine.
Sunday, July 16, 1911: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. I was the only one in our class. I initiated my new dress for the first time. Wouldn’t it be nice to have as many dresses as you wanted, and wear them whenever you pleased.
Monday, July 17, 1911: It rained real hard this morning. I don’t know whether that kept me from doing anything of any account or something else—any way it isn’t here to read.
Tuesday, July 18, 1911: Besse and her little nephew were out this afternoon. Jimmie had quite a romp with said fellow. I can’t write very much about myself these days.
Wednesday, July 19, 1911: Nothing doing.
Thursday, July 20, 1911: Everything is becoming so usual, nothing out of the ordinary at all.
Friday, July 21, 1911: I was out in the field with my Daddy helping him with his everlasting work!
Saturday, July 22, 1911: I put away some of my truck that adorned the sideboard and stand. Rufus went to Dewart this afternoon. Carrie and I went up to McEwensville this evening.
Sunday, July 23, 1911: Ruth and I were alone here part of today, the rest of the family having gone a visiting. I went to Sunday school this morning. Miss Carrie came over this afternoon. She was telling us about some of her beaus. I’m so sorry for myself, and so very jealous.
Monday, July 24, 1911: If I could go elsewhere sometime, I might be able to write something in this diary that would be interesting, and not have every entry fill of stale doings. I’ve expressed my feelings fully for tonight, so good-night.
Tuesday, July 25, 1911: Cows got in the corn again, and as I am the cowboy I had to get them out. Tweetkins was here awhile this afternoon to converse with her dear Ruthie.
Wednesday, July 26, 1911: The barn is gradually turning to a deeper shade of red under the swift strokes of the painter’s brush. Carrie and I had intended to go to a picnic next Friday, but something unforeseen intervened, and I for my part have given up going entirely.
Thursday, July 27, 1911: Went with Ruthie up to Oakes. Ruth and Rachel are having such an awful time a planning to go so many places almost at once. Ruth expects to go to the picnic, but I don’t think I will.
Friday, July 28, 1911: I woke up this morning with a very sick feeling, and do not feel very extra now. I do not experience such feelings very often being such a good and healthy girl. Anyway it was a good thing I guess that I hadn’t intended to go to that picnic. I ate a pinch for breakfast and nothing for supper.
Saturday, July 29, 1911: Carrie and I went to a festival up at McEwensville this evening. I had quite a good time. He was there. B.
Sunday, July 30, 1911: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. Was the only one present in our class, even our teacher wasn’t there. Mr. and Mrs. Chas. Seibert were here this afternoon. Saw him today.
Monday, July 31. 1911: I went to Watsontown this afternoon, but it was no pleasure trip, for I had to walk on the way, simply a mere matter of going on an errand for myself.
Tuesday, August 1, 1911:
Summer’s passing onward, August’s here at hand.
Every body’s busy, don’t you understand!
Summer’s passing onward, soon it will be o’er,
And these summer days will come again no more.
I went over to Stout’s this evening on purpose to give her a present, for today is her birthday. I mean Miss Carrie (of course). I am pretty much cooled off now having got so terrible mad at the cows and the supper dishes this evening.
Wednesday, August 2, 1911: Took lessons in driving, but even though I would like to learn to drive, I did not like that kind of lesson for the horses were old and slow, and I had to drive them in the field behind choking clouds of dust.
Thursday, August 3, 1911: Just got home from a party a little while ago. It was up at Amelia Seibert’s. I had a real nice time. As I thought, B.G. was there.
Friday, August 4, 1911: Went to Watsontown this afternoon to finish that errand, which I had made on Monday. I had to work in the rain going in and in the sun coming out.
Saturday, August 5, 1911: Am still driving my swift steeds, but it isn’t for very long. One thing I am glad of is that it isn’t dusty a bit, but will soon be.
Sunday, August 6, 1911: Went to Sunday school this morning. Carrie and I took a short stroll this afternoon. We had intended to take a longer one, but we decided that it would be too hot. We talked about getting up a picnic, and the thought may be carried into execution. Who knows.
Monday, August 7, 1911: I wound up my driving this afternoon, and I’m not sorry either. Carrie was over this evening. We did some planning for that picnic, which we wish to have some time next week if we can.
Tuesday, August 8, 1911: Went over to see Carrie on an errand, but came back in about fifteen minutes as I had a rebellious heifer to keep out of the orchard.
Wednesday, August 9, 1911: Today is passing and my opportunity for writing anything about it is passing with it. It is not necessary to jot down the happenings of every occurrence.
Thursday, August 10, 1911: Trotted after the cows this morning and did some sewing this afternoon. Don’t like to sew very well, but must when no one else will for me.
Friday, August 11, 1911: It is impossible to write anything for today that will prove itself interesting, so I won’t try.
Saturday, August 12, 1911: What with rubbing against fresh paint, and watching the painters I managed to have something to do, but this won’t occupy me very much longer, as the house will soon be painted with its last coat.
Sunday, August 13, 1911: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. I guess that picnic is to be realized after all, if it isn’t I’ll certainly be very disappointed.
Monday, August 14, 1911: He passed by here this morning, but I didn’t see him though. Miss Carolyn was over this evening. I had a taste of several cantaloupes this evening. They were the first taste I had of them yet, and I guess it will be the last. Too bad, isn’t it.
Tuesday, August 15, 1911: Went to Watsontown this afternoon to get some nick-nacks to take to the picnic. Makes me to mad Carrie isn’t going after all our planning. I have a presentiment that perhaps no one will be there except its originator, but the morrow alone can tell.
Wednesday, August 16, 1911: That picnic was a success after all, even if I did have doubts as to its number. They were all there, that were invited except Carrie, but I don’t care a snap. We had lots of fun, went in wading, and did so many things. Some of the girls put on trousers, and then they pretended they were our beaus, only we didn’t happen to bring any along with us, so we accepted the girls in their place. Had almost as much fun.
Thursday, August 17, 1911: Was so sorry I had to work today, when yesterday I didn’t have to do hardly anything. I guess it is a good thing not to have everything you want sometimes. I’m afraid I’d take all the play and not enough work.
Friday, August 18, 1911: The Frontz kids were here today. Had some quabbles down in the run about the minnies, which they were trying to catch. There was a boisterous wind storm this afternoon. Ruth went to a party tonight. I was invited, but didn’t care very much about going.
Saturday, August 19, 1911: Such a pleasant surprise awaited me when I came down to breakfast this morning. Mollie, my cute little heifer had a calf this morning. Wasn’t that grand? But the unromantic part about it is that I have to break her. I tried it this afternoon and found that she kicked some but not nasty. Saw my name in today’s paper about that picnic.
Sunday, August 20, 1911: Went to Sunday School this morning. Went over to see Miss Carolyn this afternoon, but she happened to be not at home. I was going to be mad at her for something she didn’t do, but then decided not to. That’s the best way I guess. It wasn’t very much anyway.
Monday, August 21, 1911: Had to go up to McEwensville early this morning on an errand for Dadda. I have decided to name Mollie’s calf Wobbly as he is rather weak in his legs, but he’ll get stronger bye and bye.
Tuesday, August 22, 1911: Mother was kind of mad this morning. It was her birthday, and I guess she realizes she is getting old and doesn’t like the idea. I’m busy watching cows these sunny August days. Wouldn’t you like to help me? I surely would appreciate it.
Wednesday, August 23, 1911: Tweet and her mother were here this afternoon. Besser went to town this afternoon with her little “yum yum” to get him some things to wear school. Miss Stout’s is called this evening, and we had a very delightful chat.
Thursday, August 24, 1911: Although the weather looked exceedingly threatening this morning and continued to drizzle now and then all day, Ruth and I went over to Ottawa on the train in spite of the silvery rain drops. I have two bachelor uncles living there and wanted to go over so bad after an absence of seven year anyway, if not more. Our visit was but of short duration, but we intend however to visit them again this coming fall. Making a longer visit than this one and to visit a certain park not far away.
Friday, August 25, 1911: Jimmie the cub was vaccinated this morning and looked so very much in pain, but still nervous during the process. It has been so rainy all day and is raining. I guess unless it has stopped awhile ago. My everyday shoes, like the Wonderful One Hoss Shay seemed to have gone to pieces all at once, so I have cast them aside for a better pair, but will soon follow their predecessors.
Saturday, August 26, 1911: Everything seemed to have gone wrong today. Hard to tell what the cause really is. I have to watch the cows, and I don’t like it, but school will soon start and then that task will be ended.
Sunday, August 27, 1911: Went to Sunday school this afternoon, although it drizzled to some extent. He was there. This evening I went with Ruth to a Song Service up to Mc! It was in the Lutheran Church, and the singing was certainly magnificent.
Monday, August 28, 1911: I was good and mad this morning. I got tired of watching the cows all the time and then I wanted my lawn dress washed and Ruth won’t do it.
Tuesday, August 29, 1911: Did some fixing at one of my school dresses. I will soon need them for school starts next week. I’m so glad. I intend to be very studious and see if I can’t make a better record this coming year than I did last. Last year’s average was poor enough. I know.
Wednesday, August 30, 1911: Really there isn’t very much for today, so I won’t write about any of the occurrences.
Thursday, August 31, 1911: Went to town this afternoon. Had to get a lunch box. Helped pick the pears. Harriet Seibert was here awhile in the afternoon. She rode her old nag down instead of walking.
Friday, September 1, 1911:
Glorious skies of balmy September,
Tells us of approaching fall
With its leaves of varied colors,
And it’s flowers for large and small.
Celebrated the first day of this month by starting to clean house. We cleaned the sitting room today, and it was an all day job. I’m so tired from exerting myself.
Saturday, September 2, 1911: Had to pick apples today. Almost a whole wagon load it was. Was rather hard on my hands for they were just about as sore as I cared to have them by the time I got through with the dratted thing.
Sunday, September 3, 1911: Went to Sunday school this morning. No one was here this afternoon. We went up to Oakes a little while. Ruth and I were on our way to church when we learned there wasn’t any.
Monday, September 4, 1911: Ruth’s school started today, so I had to hustle around and help Ma with the work. Mine doesn’t start until tomorrow. I’m so glad of that. Am getting nervous already.
Tuesday, September 5, 1911: Started to school this morning. Jimmie started also. The teacher we have at present is a substitute, so that will be something like starting in twice when our real teacher comes back.
Wednesday, September 6, 1911: Have to study in the evenings now, instead of sitting around, reading or doing nothing. I got stuck on an algebra problem this evening. Don’t know whether I’ll get it yet or not. I know how to work the problems of that kind but this is a bulky one.
Thursday, September 7, 1911: Really nothing so very much for today. Am getting used to going to school now.
Friday, September 8, 1911: Had to laugh at the mistake a certain pupil made in school today. It seemed so comical. Something about sailing to the Spice Islands, wherever they are, and that said person had to remain after school this evening in order to recite her history properly.
Saturday, September 9, 1911: Today was rather a blue Saturday. It was so rainy this morning. Henry the nosey one upset almost a whole bucket full of milk. I felt rather sorrowful, but there was no use of crying over spilt milk.
Sunday, September 10, 1911: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. I was the only one in my class today. It has happened that way for the past three Sundays. It is simply provoking the way the other girls attend Sunday School.
Monday, September 11, 1911: Got hit by a stick this afternoon at recess in the region of my left eye. It did hurt a little bit for awhile. It is a little bit sore now.
Tuesday, September 12, 1911: Had to run around town this morning and accomplished some errands. Have to sleep with Rufus tonight as the threshers are here.
Wednesday, September 13, 1911: Was in such terrible trepidation this morning, lest I would have to miss school and help Ma with the work, but Besse came to my relief. So glad I was. I missed those stacks and stacks of dishes for dinner, but have to confront them tonight.
Thursday, September 14, 1911: Besse was out today again and to school I went with a rejoicing heart. I may not have felt just exactly that way, but was glad I didn’t have to miss school.
Friday, September 15, 1911: Had visitors at school today, but fortunately they didn’t stay very long. I’m so nervous on such occasions for fear I’ll make a break in reciting at class. More so if the visitor is an important one.
Saturday, September 16, 1911: This Saturday was rather dull. I did some mending this afternoon. I have four or five problems. I should have worked tonight, but will procrastinate if until tomorrow or some other convenient time only so I have them done by Monday noon.
Sunday, September 17, 1911: 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. I got a test of merit and a book this morning.
Monday, September 18, 1911: This is fair week. It was rather doubtful looking this morning. Mother wanted me to take an umbrella, but thought it wouldn’t be called for. Pretty soon the sun burst forth and shone in all its radiance. Hope the rest of this week will be as nice as it was today.
Tuesday, September 19, 1911: Thought this would be the last day for our substitute, but afterwards learned that he is going to teach tomorrow instead of having it off for the fair.
Wednesday, September 20, 1911: Guess this was our teacher’s last day, and I’m not sorry. Our real teacher is coming next Monday so I have heard. Papa and Mamma and Jimsey went to the fair this afternoon. I expected to go tomorrow if the weather is favorable. We have Thursday and Friday off for the fair.
Thursday, September 21, 1911: Went to the Fair today with Miss Carrie of course. We took a ride on the Ferris Wheel (a thing I was never on before) and a ride on the Curling Wave. Saw a good many people I knew and more that I didn’t know. I got rather tired walking around all afternoon and got such a thumping headache. Got home about six o’clock and then had to do all the milking as Ruthie hadn’t yet made her arrival.
Friday, September 22, 1911: Had such an awful time this morning. Everything seemed to have something wrong about it. Decided to clear out this afternoon and have some peace, so I walked over to Ruthie’s school and made her a visit.
Saturday, September 23, 1911: Mosey got me started in the arts of cookie making. As a whole the result wasn’t’ so bad for all that matters any way. I don’t like that kind of employment very well because my achievements in that direction would be very apt to prove failures oftener than successes.
Sunday, September 24, 1911: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Only learned seven verses for today usually have twenty seven. Was fooling with Jimmie tonight sprinkling him with water, but pretty soon he gave me a regular dunking (almost a whole tin cup full I judge) when I least expected it. Had to hang my dress up to dry.
Monday, September 25, 1911: Our old teacher Mr. Northrop came back to teach school today. I like him better than the substitute we had. Sold Mollie’s calf today. Weighed 145 lbs. Came to $10.87. Quite a vast sum to get all at once. Guess I’ll save it and get a watch or something as useful.
Tuesday, September 26, 1911: Was in doubts and fears as to how Mollie would act when I commenced to milk her. Pop milked her last night, but I had to do it after that, so I got up early this morning, resolving to come off conquering and I did. Hurrah. She didn’t kick.
Wednesday, September 27, 1911: All my fears, my doubts are over. Mollie and I are just in clover. She stands to perfection. She is entirely broken, hers indeed is a gentle nature, almost the opposite of her owner.
Thursday, September 28, 1911: With just about the same languor as last year, I pursue my studies. It is almost a review, nothing hardly new. Tomorrow we commence with mental arithmetic. Certainly is baby stuff, but we haven’t had it for two years and he thinks we need it. I am eager to take up something I haven’t yet had.
Friday, September 29, 1911: Papa took us to school this morning. It was so rainy at noon it came down as if it meant business. Teacher has rearranged our classes, and now we’ll have the program every now and then to see where our class comes.
Saturday, September 30, 1911: Went to Watsontown this morning. Had to get a toothbrush and some stockings. Had to husk some corn this afternoon. It was my first attempt, so you see the piles of corn wouldn’t span out so rapidly. In addition to this I got stung by a bumble bee. How it did swell and my thumb. Gee whiz!
Sunday, October 1, 1911;
Can the beauty of October be rivaled,
And the glories of summer outvie,
And the scenes of the Autumn forgotten,
Because they are doomed to die.
Oh you dreary days of autumn. It rained almost all afternoon. Papa and Ma went away visiting this morning. Took Jimmie along to be sure. Went to Sunday School this morning. Carrie was over this afternoon.
Monday, October 2, 1911: It is beginning to get cold. Am thinking about my hat and coat, which are in the store as yet, but it doesn’t do very much good anyway.
Tuesday, October 3, 1911: Nothing really of any importance. Therefore, nothing worth writing about.
Wednesday, October 4, 1911: Had a clash with Ma this morning. I guess she thinks I am one terrible kid! I must bring about a reform if possible.
Thursday, October 5, 1911: Besse was out a little while this afternoon. Brought some chestnuts. Didn’t have any before. Such an extraordinary occurrence. Ruth’s cow had twin calves. Both are white, rather good lookers. Ruth and I carried one down out of the field and out to the barn. Then we put him in the express wagon and he tumbled out.
Friday, October 6, 1911: Went over some of my studies tonight in order to learn what I don’t know. Exams are approaching. Dear me.
Saturday, October 7, 1911: Hulled some walnuts this afternoon. Tried to be careful of my hands, but they got stained somewhat.
Sunday, October 8, 1911: Ruth and I went down to Aunt Lizzie’s near Montandon. Such a time as we had this afternoon a hunting chestnuts and walking around. We went down on the train and came home that way. Tuu [sp. ??] took us to the depot on the return trip. Such a pain as I had a coming home. I guess I ate too much dinner.
Monday, October 9, 1911: Had examinations today. Weren’t as hard as I expected they would be.
Tuesday, October 10, 1911: Wound up with our examinations today. Don’t think I made a good mark in algebra. I have such a sore thumb! Mighty.
Wednesday, October 11, 1911: Don’t know what to write. Got my report today. Was better than what I expected.
Thursday, October 12, 1911: Nothing much at all.
Friday, October 13, 1911: Ruth and I went up to Oakes’ this evening and arrived home in no time.
Saturday, October 14, 1911: Was so busy all day. Had to help Daddy pick corn and husked pop corn between loads. Both of these jobs aren’t finished yet either.
Sunday, October 15, 1911: Went to Sunday school this morning. My verses that I am learning for that Bible has decreased some, but I’m still at it.
Monday, October 16, 1911: Nothing new at school or at home. Read several stories after I had worked some problems. Still have some for tomorrow though.
Tuesday, October 17, 1911: Not so very much to write about. It is raining tonight.
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.
Thursday, October 19, 1911: That’s all.
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.
Saturday, October 21, 1911: Rufus and Ma went to Milton today. Ruth got a jacket suit and Ma bought me a pair of shoes. They’re for school so you see I didn’t care so much if I wasn’t there to try them on.
Sunday, October 22, 1911: While walking to Sunday School this afternoon, I saw three men taking a man and n___ woman to jail. Anyway that’s very likely where they’ll land before long. It’s raining tonight real hard.
Monday, October, 23, 1911: Subscribed for the Youths Companion today. Beginning to get cold. I mean the weather not me.
Tuesday, October 24, 1911: Had a fly around this morning with Ma. I as usual was the cause of it. She says I’m incorrigible, but I don’t quite agree with her. Do you?
Wednesday, October 25, 1911: Nothing unusual.
Thursday, October 26, 1911: Have such difficult algebra problems. So much work it is to find the H.C. F. and L.C.M. Good bye for me if we happen to get one of these in examination.
Friday, October 27, 1911: Must begin to get ready for our coming examinations, which come around again next Monday and Tuesday.
Saturday, October 28, 1911: Had to pick corn all day and didn’t get anything done hardly that I wanted to get done. Besse was out today. Ahem.
Sunday, October 29, 1911: Went to Sunday School this morning. Tweet came along with Ruth from church. So you see she was here all afternoon. Ruth and I went up to Oakes’ this evening.
Monday, October 30, 1911: Didn’t feel very good this morning. Guess it was because I didn’t sleep very well last night. I’m half way through with my exams now. So far I think I’ve made an average of ninety or more. I have three more studies for tomorrow. One in that horrid algebra. I almost detest it.
Tuesday, October 31, 1911: Can hardly believe it is really Halloween. It is so very quiet here. No racket whatever. Just a year ago tonight I was having a grand time at a masquerade, but I have not such fun as that tonight. There is a masquerade up at McEwensville tonight. I wasn’t invited and would hardly have gone as it is awful muddy. Feel rather doleful over the mark I made in Algebra: 68, 68, you I hate.
Wednesday, November 1, 1911:
November, hastening before the fool steps of winter,
Brings back the stark realities of life.
It is not all the cup of brimming pleasure.
That crowns the triumph of a common strife.
This month is certainly beginning in earnest. It is enough to make any cold-blooded person think of furs and the like. Examined the contents of the Youth’s Companion this evening, which arrived this morning.
Thursday, November 2, 1911: Am now taking up the study of Rhetoric, so if my English is not all together proper now is the time to expect a change for the better.
Friday, November 3, 1911: Nothing very much doing today. Didn’t get any of my lessons out this evening. I wasn’t in a very studious mood.
Saturday, November 4, 1911: Did some sewing this afternoon, fixing over a black petticoat which once belonged to Ruth. Seeing she had four and I none, she was so benevolent as to donate me the fourth.
Sunday, November 5, 1911: It was simply fine today. Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Carrie walked along home with me. I mean over here.
Monday, November 6, 1911: It rained nearly all day and I had no rubbers along at school and Pa didn’t come for me either. I didn’t like the idea of walking home, but there was no alternative. Such a day of tribulations as it was, also had a time with the cows getting them to go where I wanted them to go. Have a cold now.
Tuesday, November 7, 1911: I’ve concluded it’s easier to lose things than it is to find them. The other day six one cent stamps disappeared, and now today I lost two collar pins, which I have no hopes of ever recovering them again.
Wednesday, November 8, 1911: Such stinkers in Algebra as we are having at present is enough to make your head giddy. Of all my six studies Algebra is just about the hardest, excluding geometry, which we commenced to take up several days ago, and General History, which we begin tomorrow. Ma and Ruth are out tonight but I staid in.
Thursday, November 9, 1911: Nothing to write.
Friday, November 10, 1911: Must begin to study harder if I ever want to graduate. Teacher gave out our reports and also gave quite a lecture about our marks also this afternoon. Ruthie expected a friend this evening and made chocolate fudge, but she didn’t come but the fudge however was not wasted.
Saturday, November 11, 1911: Mater and I went to Milton this morning on a shopping tour. As soon as we got there we went into several cars in which they had many curious things from California on exhibition. A shark was one of these, only he happened to be dead. An ostrich mounted, a live alligator and some monkeys. We each got a souvenir. Mine is some kind of pampas grass. After seeing all this we commenced shopping or mother’s rather since she was getting things for me. I got a chocolate-colored coat trimmed with contrasting material, a brown hat with a blue and green feather, simply cute, a skirt for school and kid gloves. Have I not cause to be thankful?
Sunday, November 12, 1911: Went to Sunday School this morning. Our Sunday School teacher is sick. This afternoon I gave Caroline a visit. But such a day to go calling. It rained and blew and hailed.
Monday, November 13, 1911: A veritable winter day. Gee whiz! But it is cold. I wore my heavy green dress to school, which was oh so comfortable. Rachel was down this evening and Rufus served us with pop corn.
Tuesday, November 14, 1911: The first snow of winter fell today to the depth of an inch or more. James and I got a ride to school this morning. It seems I don’t get as many rides this year as I did last.
Wednesday, November 15, 1911: There was a fire near Watsontown about noon or a little afterwards. Four of the boys took the afternoon off and hurried away to find out the happenings. Tomorrow they have some work to do. I wouldn’t like to be they, for part of what they have to do is rather difficult.
Thursday, November 16, 1911: Nothing important.
Friday, November 17, 1911: Another girl and I made our teacher feel cross for awhile this afternoon. He had drawn a picture of a ring and beneath it we wrote “my diamond.” Now he gives some of us credit for snooping at everything he has on his desk.
Saturday, November 18, 1911: Didn’t do much of anything today, except to be exceedingly lazy.
Sunday, November 19, 1911: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Wore my new hat and coat. I’ve just finished reading a book tonight, I can call it that for it is about half past eleven. Hester Molly’s Promise was the name; most too sad to be really interesting.
Monday, November 20, 1911: We got a good joke off on Carrie at school today It was a most outlandish fib she told, and oh so shocking.
Tuesday, November 21, 1911: Nothing doing.
Wednesday, November 22, 1911: Am trying to recover what I do not know that I missed during the month. I am pretty far behind and it is going to take some studying.
Thursday, November 23, 1911: Am working at my algebra in the evening so I can make a better mark than I did last month. If it isn’t any better I will be beyond all hope.
Friday, November 24, 1911: Instead of having classes all day today we took an hour off and had something more interesting which was reciting and the like. I said a recitation that I said last year. Of course it was recognized at once. I wish we would have something like this every month at least. It relieves the monotony.
Saturday, November 25, 1911: Just exactly one month yet. I must begin to be good and oh so nice. I was terrible busy this forenoon. This afternoon I studied a bit and popped some popcorn. My first attempt resulted in half or about a third of the contents jumping out of the pan, but the next time I was more successful.
Sunday, November 26, 1911: Went to Sunday School this morning. Carrie and I went for a walk this afternoon, which was around about way to Watsontown and back. We went up to McEwensville this evening to attend the Thanks offering.
Monday, November 27, 1911: Had exams today. Wonder what some of my marks are. Rufus and I had a squabble tonight over such a trifle. She pummeled me so hard on the head that I had a headache for a while. I guess school marms can lay it on sometimes.
Tuesday, November 28, 1911: Exams are over. Thank goodness. I made ninety in Algebra, instead of the one I made last month. I must make some good resolutions and study better next month for I have much need to study. Came near missing a day at school.
Wednesday, November 29, 1911: Had sort of a little entertainment this afternoon. We got out of school early. Jake was going away so that was the whole reason. I cannot give myself up to a vacation of two days.
Thursday, November 30, 1911: Today is Thanksgiving. We didn’t have such a terrible sumptuous repast either, I would have liked to have had a piece of a turkey gobbler and a dish of ice cream, but we were far from that. I sat at home all day doing miscellaneous jobs which I didn’t relish any too well. Rufus went up to McEwesnville this afternoon, to get some of her ever increasing finery made which she is going to glow in at the institute. One is a piece of embroidery which I presented to her last Christmas but as she at that time was too poor to buy the material to finish it and most too indolent to make it even if she had it. It has lain unmolested till today. There! I’ve filled up the remainder of this page.
Friday, December 1, 1911:
The dying year around us a glory sheds
December with her pleasures breaks upon the scene,
Around our hearts a happy gladness lies
Christmas is coming with her laurels of green.
Didn’t have school today. Had a notion to go a visiting, but then didn’t as I had some particular work, which I wanted done. Well, as Thanksgiving is over, I am looking forward to Christmas, hoping some pleasant surprises awaits me. Vice versa of Jan. 31.
Saturday, December 2, 1911: Saturdays are so cut and dried, when no one comes to see you, especially when one is having a short vacation. I made some cookies this afternoon, the first time I really did it alone. They got rather hard on account of having too much flour in them, anyway they proved to be eatable.
Sunday, December 3, 1911: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Coming home it was snowing and I was rather dubious as to whether my new hat would take it all right or not, but it did.
Monday, December 4, 1911: Pa took us to school this morning. Such a time as I had waiting on him, but we got there in plenty of time. You see our old clock was the cause of it all, being over half an hr. fast.
Tuesday, December 5, 1911: We are going to have an entertainment on the fifteenth, the Friday before vacation, and I’m to take part in a dialogue of no great length. Such bewildering problems as we are having in Algebra is enough to turn your head.
Wednesday, December 6, 1911: Have my part of the dialogue well under way. You may think I’m smart, but I haven’t much to say. I’m commencing to get streaks of thinking what I’ll buy for Xmas presents. My pocketbook is limited so I’ll have to make a careful list beforehand.
Thursday, December 7, 1911: Really there’s nothing to write about except that which isn’t worth writing about.
Friday, December 8, 1911: Had such a vexatious time with Jimmie. He fell down in the mud at noon and he was covered from top to toe, but I succeeded in making a slight improvement on him. Then coming home he lost one of his rubbers and I had to go back after it.
Saturday, December 9, 1911: Was exceedingly busy this forenoon. Rufus went to Milton this morning so you see I had all the odd jobs to put in something like order but how long it will stay that way can soon be estimated. Ruthie treated us to candy this evening.
Sunday, December 10, 1911: Went to Sunday School this morning. Ruth as usual was on the go again today. She and Rachel had to go off to visit Miss Bryson. Went over to Carrie’s this afternoon. Had to walk through the mud and a sticky kind it proved to be. To do Ruthie’s share of the milking was my fate tonight. You see I must treat her accordingly, as Christmas is approaching.
Monday, December 11, 1911: Nothing much to write about.
Tuesday, December 12, 1911: Jake says we have to study harder. It seems to me such tiresome work, but I suppose I could if I tried hard enough. I guess I staid up longer tonight than I did last night, although it is not so very late now.
Wednesday, December 13, 1911: Must keep at my lessons in the evening or else get growling at school Got my report today. It isn’t so very great. Ruthie treated us to candy this evening. She is going to treat her kids and had to treat us also while she was getting it divided up.
Thursday, December 14, 1911: Oh dear! I do wish it would snow. I’m getting tired of tramping through the mud all the time. Get provoked at a problem in Arith. It looked so easy, but I couldn’t get it. I’ll try tomorrow again and perhaps I’ll succeed.
Friday, December 15, 1911: Our entertainment is over at last. That dialogue went off alright. I didn’t forget any of my part although I was rather doubtful about it. As I rather expected before hand, we all received a Christmas present from Jake. It was a postcard with his picture on it. Last year he gave girls little china dishes with Japanese on them and the boys match holders containing matches.
Saturday, December 16, 1911: Mater is making a skirt for me. Had it fitted this afternoon. It is navy blue and am going to wear it to school. While doing a little bit of sashing, which took some rubbing this afternoon I had the misfortune to make four blisters grow on four fingers. One blister pains somewhat in hot water. It is rather hard on the dishwasher, who has blistered fingers.
Sunday, December 17, 1911: Went to Sunday School this afternoon taking the longer way up the railroad on account of the awful roads. Besse was out this afternoon to see Ruth’s outfit. Gaugers came down this evening. Must get up early tomorrow morning because Ruthie must depart early.
Monday, December 18. 1911: Got up about five o’clock this morning. I milked this morning in entire darkness, but I guess I’ll wait until it gets lighter after this. Ruth left about half past six this morning intending to take the early train. Don’t know what I’ll do without her. Am beginning to miss her already. I consoled myself by going to Watsontown and buying Xmas presents. I got Mater a half doz. tumblers. Ruth a pair of gold collar pins. Besse a gold hat pin and Jimmie a horn to make some noise with. After going over my list of things I bought I found that one of the clerks had cheated herself out of fifteen cents.
Tuesday, December 19, 1911: Fixed up some for Christmas although I guess no one is coming. I like to have things seem like it ought to. Jimmie is so anxious to know what I got his highness.
Wednesday, December 20, 1911: Pa went to Sunbury this morning and I had all the barn work to do at noon and this evening, but I managed to get through with it at last. Picked out some walnuts for Xmas candy and then Mater had to go and swipe some to stick in some cakes for Jimmie. Maybe they’ll all be gone where they’re wanted.
Thursday, December 21, 1911: Had to go to Watsontown again this week. This time to get that hat pin for Besse. This week seems to be flying around rather fast. Tomorrow Rufus arrives.Then my long siege of milking will be ended.
Friday, December 22, 1911: Strung some popcorn for on the Christmas tree. Jimmie got a sled today after a lot of ding-donging for it. He had to go along with Pa to see that he got the kind he wanted. Ruthie came home with them, well supplied with lots of news. I only hope she got me the Xmas present I wanted. She got Jimmie a horn. With two horns he ought to makes things buzz for several days at least.
Saturday, December 23, 1911: Went after my Xmas tree this afternoon. Ruth made some candy for Christmas. Made a general nuisance of myself all day. Jimmie and I have our scraps occasionally. Just now am trying to commit twenty-seven verses to memory. Have about half of them, and the rest yet to learn.
Sunday, December 24, 1911: Succeeded in getting my verses learnt for today at least. Went to Sunday School this morning. After buying Xmas presents, I find it my horrendous duty to distribute them, so down to Besse’s I went to present her with my charming Xmas present. This evening Ruthie and I went up to McEwensville to attend the Xmas services at the Lutheran Church. B. was there. Today was different from all other days in this year, I believe. I didn’t have anything to do with the dishes all day.
Monday, December 25, 1911: Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas, but nobody wished me a Merry Xmas. I mean in person of course. I was wished a Merry Xmas on different postcards throughout the week. I felt rather blue this morning. Could hardly realize it was Christmas, but felt better when I saw my presents. Ruth got me the one I wanted her to get: a bow tie. Besse gave me goods for a waist and a piece of neck wear. Mrs. Kerr, my Sunday School teacher, gave me a miniature suitcase filled with candy last evening. And lastly a dollar bill from my mother. Christmas is almost over now, but I am looking forward to New Year’s. Then I can have the commencing my second chapter. Oh what a fib I almost wrote. I was wished a Merry Xmas right this morning and I almost forget about it. I was rather merry after all even if we did not have company.
Tuesday, December 26, 1911: Am beginning to get rather tired of this seemingly long vacation. When you don’t have anything interesting to do and you don’t go many places it is not very hard to get lonesome. Jimmie and I are turning into regular fight cats, so Ma thinks. I churned this morning, and then set things in order, but don’t suppose they’ll stay that way very long.
Wednesday, December 27, 1911: Didn’t do so very much today. I guess I read more stories than I did anything else. Ma wasn’t feeling very good this morning so we didn’t get so much done. Oh well, there wasn’t much to do after all. The latest fad of Jimmie’s is a little slender switch, which he calls a spider, a discarded branch of the lower part of the Xmas tree. He makes things lively when he brings it into use.
Thursday, December 28, 1911: Wanted Ma to go to Milton this morning, but she wouldn’t do it. Of course I was going along and get some things I wanted. It isn’t muddy any longer because it has gotten colder. Wish it would soon snow. Saw a mousie in the drawers of the desk. Managed to give him a whack, but he got away. But all the same I got him now, by the tail, too. I’m not afraid of mice, but he’s afraid of me. Poor creature.
Friday, December 29, 1911: Today was such a greasy one, so you can guess what happened. I had all the odd chores at the house and barn to do. Well it’s over at last, but there is another same kind of day coming again this winter. Ma says she’ll have to have some help then, meaning of course I’ll have to miss a day at school, but I’m not all together hopeless. I believe there is always a way out of most any kind of a difficulty even if it isn’t visible.
Saturday, December 30, 1911: I came to grief today. Had a knock down and drag out. Am ashamed to launch into details. Suffice to say it was my own fault and nobody dies. Picked out some walnut pits for my candy. Ruthie made it because she said she would since I haven’t as yet tried the experiment, and don’t know how. Will be glad when this long vacation is over.
Sunday, December 31, 1911: It really snowed last night, but I guess it isn’t going to stay very long from the way it looks. Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Billy was there. Won’t see him again for a long, long time. We had ice cream today but that isn’t very interesting is it? Well this year has thundered on at a rather rapid pace, so it seems to me. I have the same feeling now that I had when I commenced this diary. Sort of sad.
Mid ice and snow
And wintry glow
The solemn Old Year dies
And now I’ll end
And not pretend,
That all of these entries are lies.
Yes, the old year is passing and the new year is close at hand. Nevertheless to me it has brought joys and pleasures, as well as little petty griefs and sorrows.
I have done what I promised myself to do. To keep a written record of each passing day throughout the years, nor has my time been wasted. As I glance over its pages, I feel fully justified in my year’s work.
I have not counted the many mistakes that lie scatter amongst its pages. They are there all the same for me to laugh at when my school days are over, and I am free from the delightful task of poring over some dry General History or working a cranky Algebra problem that is my fate to get in examination if I didn’t get it when I tried it. Well I can account for some of the things I’ve done this last year, and some important events and the like, etc., etc, etc.
All of its pages are written upon
All of this book will soon be done
But the diary itself is just begun
And goes on until it is finished.
With the morrow comes the New Year,
And its many things in store,
So now the old year vanishes,
As did the years that come before.
Many deeds and noble ventures
They have passed like clouds of mist.
Yet this diary here remainth,
Token of a patient fist.
As the old year dies, so is this diary filled almost to brimming over. It is not to be destroyed, but kept as a treasured token of girlhood.
So passeth the year of 1911.
Monday, January 1, 1912: Not getting tired in the least of keeping a diary even if I do not travel or do anything as interesting. I will still continue to write down the happenings as the days go by, as I did last year. Understand this is not the beginning of a new diary, but simply a continuation of the old one, guaranteed to be full of numerous mistakes and blunders, much to the writer’s annoyance.
This is leap year and rightfully belongs to old maids and maidens, especially the neglected on, like my snappy sister, etc.
January
January brings to us a new born year,
To do with as we will
So each worthy deed be done
And every glad and hopeful thought fulfilled.
New Year’s day for me had a rather doleful beginning, but brightened up as the day passed on. Carrie came over this afternoon and we went a skating or rather she did the skating and I the tumbling. I was just experimenting, being the first time I really tried to skate. Maybe I’ll buy a pair of skates pretty soon, as I haven’t any of my own. But the learning, however, isn’t much fun.
Ruth and I went up to Oakes this evening. It is so grand these evenings. One I could most read by moonlight.
Tuesday, January 2, 1912: Start into school again after such a long vacation. Wasn’t glad it was over either. Want to study harder now and make better marks than I did the fore part of the term. That is a new year’s resolution I made yesterday. Bumped my head a little while again above the eye. Kinda sore. Isn’t this here scratching?
Wednesday, January 3, 1912: Want it to snow so bad, bo-ho. Ma spilt almost half a bucket full of milk in the pantry this evening and I had to gather it up. It took longer to do it than it does to write it. Trying to keep my new year’s resolution. Don’t want to break it.
Thursday, January 4, 1912: Such a time as we had this morning. Ma was going to Milton and oh she had to make her train. Thought I might possibly be late to school with all her flying around, but I got there in plenty of time. I must be one of these early birds that you don’t like to hear so much about. I thought maybe she’d get me a nice surprise, but she didn’t.
Friday, January 5, 1912: It’s so cold now. How quickly the weather has changed. I didn’t mind it at all in school for the stove sent forth a regular shower of heat. Was rather freezy coming home and the wind a blowing. We’ve come to the extracting of the cube root in arithmetic and I can’t see very good the way it’s done. But suppose I can after I get some kind of an explanation from somebody and not from the book alone. We had these things several years ago, but my idea of them is now rather hazy.
Saturday, January 6, 1912: Oh you lonesome Saturdays. It’s just about the same every week-end when you have to stay at home. Ruth went to Turbotville today and forgot to ask me to go along. When she came home she thought I ought to have done her milking but I didn’t.
Sunday, January 7, 1912: Walked to Sunday School this morning though the new fallen snow. I wore my old hat because I didn’t want to get snow on my new one. Miss Carrie was over this afternoon, and we had popcorn by the way of refreshments. By so doing I broke the third commandment for I was the one who did the popping.
Monday, January 8, 1912: A regular snow storm set in this afternoon. How beautiful the snowflakes looked as they descended to ground. Am now able to extract the cube root without difficulty. Pa came for Jimmie and me this evening.
Tuesday, January 9, 1912: I believe a fellow could freeze his ears off on a day like this. You certainly don’t have to use paint on your cheeks on such a morning as we had today. Pa took me to school. Jimmie didn’t go. Got my face blackened at school today and burnt in the bargain.
Wednesday, January 10, 1912: There is sleighing now, but all the same, I haven’t got a ride yet. Began with our monthly exams today. I had a hard declension down pat in Latin, but it happened to be excluded in the number of questions.
Rachel and Al were down this evening. I wish I knew all about the questions tomorrow.
Thursday, January 11, 1912: Was so disappointed today in arithmetic. I was almost positive I would make a hundred, but instead, I only made ninety due to a small mistake in adding up, but big enough to make you feel bad.
Friday, January 12, 1912: At least our examinations are over. Took two today and made about ninety in each. We spelt on sides this afternoon. The side I was on beat. I was the last one to be spelt down. The word was ‘nihilism’. I guess that’s the way you spell it. If Jake would have pronounced it the way it’s spelt, I would have perhaps staid up longer.
Was invited to the book club up at Oakes’ this evening, but didn’t go as I didn’t think I would enjoy it. I would be urged to play cards and that I scarcely know how.
Had my first sleigh ride today.
Saturday, January 13, 1912: It was so cold today. About all I did was to sit around and do fancy work but not without a rasping lecture from my mother. I guess she thinks I am a terrible lazy girl, part of which is true, oh well. I guess we lack something in some way or other.
Sunday, January 14, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Didn’t freeze either. On the contrary I felt all the better for my walk, which seemed to drive away some of the coldness and bring warmth instead. I devoured a whole lot of stories today, almost a whole paper and part of another.
Monday, January 15, 1912: Decided to take up spelling just for fun, and three others followed my example. To my dismay I missed a word. Then a lot of the Freshies wanted to know what that word was. Were I to mention it here, you might think I was an awful dummy, so I won’t.
Tuesday, January 16, 1912: There is nothing much to write about for today. Things go on as usual.
Wednesday, January 17, 1912: Had to walk to school this morning, as Daddy was busy elsewhere. We didn’t get any mail today because the mail carrier was almost too lazy I guess to get through the drifts. How you do miss the mail then. Ahem.
Thursday, January 18, 1912: To write something when you have nothing to write is an impossible task.
Friday, January 19, 1912: You walk through slush instead of snow for the present. I pulled Ruthie’s ears. I tell her she is getting to be an old maid but really don’t mean it.
I was rather mad this afternoon. We had some Algebra problems that I didn’t know how on earth to do them. But I guess I can do them now if I try hard enough.
Saturday, January 20, 1912: Ruth and I went to Milton this afternoon. We both had our pictures taken. I hope mine won’t be any bigger than what I am, but I won’t know for a whole week yet.
Sunday, January 21, 1912: Pa and I went over to Ottawa today. I suppose if I had expected yesterday to do today I would have been disappointed. It’s my luck. But the unlucky thing about it was that Uncle George was the only one at home. I made the coffee. I would like to have known what it tasted like, but you see I don’t drink any.
Monday, January 22, 1912: Ruth and I went up to Oakes’ this evening. I didn’t care very much about going as I had my lessons to study and don’t do so much as it is.
Tuesday, January 23, 1912: Sleigh rides are a thing of the past now. There is no danger of freezing yourself now. I’m at a standstill in Algebra.
Wednesday, January 24, 1912: We had to vacate the school room while Jake swept at noon. Spent the time by taking exercise on the school ground. Ruth and I had sort of a fight this morning. I happened to have all the covers and couldn’t get them back right, so I got up and went out to milk in the darkness.
Thursday, January 25, 1912: Gave my ear to a free-for-all lecture this afternoon. It was delivered by Mr. Teacher, the chief part of which was about cheating on examinations. I’ve been so worked up at this, although Conscience tells me not to. Anyway I believe it is time to stop, and do better in the future. So now, I will try to bid adieu to all ways of crookedness and get the things in my head instead of having them on paper.
Friday, January 26, 1912: Ruth and I went up to Oakes’ this evening. Want to stay at home and work my Algebra problems. Worked two after I came home. Ruth helped me with one. Must manage to the rest some other time.
Saturday, January 27, 1912: Saturday is a busy day if so you choose to make it. I was busy all day. Sewed nearly all afternoon. I didn’t make anything, but fixed some of my clothes the way I wanted them. And I’m not going to study any this evening—lessons or no lessons.
Sunday, January 28, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Worked several Algebra problems this evening though Ruth showed me how.
Monday, January 29, 1912: It is hard to study when you don’t feel like it. Don’t know what will become of myself if I don’t get aroused pretty soon.
Tuesday, January 30, 1912: Ran a splinter in my hand at noon and didn’t get it out until this evening. It went in almost straight. Jimmie pulled it out for me, although I didn’t think he could. Saw an owl this evening. Would like to have laid my hands on him and seen the result.
Wednesday, January 31, 1912: Nothing much for today. I am lagging in Algebra. I won’t make ninety this month. That’s positive. I received my pictures today. I was rather astonished at the immensity of the girl thereon.
Farewell for January.
Thursday, February 1, 1912
February
This is the only month that e’er can change
The only month that adds another day.
Though life is short and time is fleeting,
Should we not strive to glorify the way.
I had some small hopes to attend a box social tomorrow evening, but they have all fallen through this evening. Rachel and Al were down this evening. Ruth was busy making candy for her box. Her first attempt was a failure. She had the misfortune to burn it like fury. Of course it was worthless, anyway it appeased my curiosity to see how it tasted. I was so dumb as to stick my fingers in it, when it was the next thing to being red-hot. The result proved very disastrous. I am now the owner of a big blister on my finger.
Friday, February 2, 1912: I wonder if I am really mean or what is the matter with me. On seeing my chance to grab a boy’s necktie, I availed myself of the opportunity. The result was I was dispatched of my hair ribbon and this evening my cap. I was to give up the tie and then I could have my cap. I got mine first, and then gave back the tie.
Saturday, February 3, 1912: Today proved to be a dull Saturday to me anyway. Ruth went skating this evening. It’s the first time this winter.
Sunday, February 4, 1912: Didn’t want to miss Sunday School this morning, but all the same I did. It was too snowy to walk, and that was my only way of locomotion, so I staid at home. It was so stale this afternoon.
Monday, February 5, 1912: Back to my lessons again, I resolve to study until twelve, but it is more likely to be ten or a little later.
Tuesday, February 6, 1912: Am trying to get ready for monthly exams. They come tomorrow and the day after. I have sad hopes and misgivings for one study especially.
Wednesday, February 7, 1912: I certainly was a blundering dummy in my examinations today. I happened to get in General History four questions that I hadn’t looked up before. It sometimes seems that you study the very things you are least liable to get.
Thursday, February 8, 1912: I didn’t study much this evening. We have two more examinations tomorrow. Will be glad when they are over.
Friday, February 9, 1912: I am disgusted with the marks I made in my examination, but although my marks are low I am not losing faith for I can truthfully say, “I didn’t cheat.” I had not much of a desire to cheat after that awful lecture and what desire I had left I managed to trample down. I intend to improve for next month and make my next teacher happy. Jake is going to stay one week longer.
Saturday, February 10, 1912: I got some ugly valentines today. I had all the milking to do tonight and will have it for tomorrow morning. Our dear Ruthie is spending the time with Tweet.
Sunday, February 11, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. A lawyer from Sunbury was there. He was an excellent speaker. Ruth had some unusual news to impart after she arrived. Carrie was over a little while this afternoon. Gave her one of my pictures. Also gave my Sunday School teacher one.
Monday, February 12, 1912: Got my valentines in preparation. They’re all ugly ones. I thought one was most too much to send as it was rather mean looking., But I got it ready, so it has to go.
Tuesday, February 13, 1912: We had an inspector up at school this morning. You can bet I was glad when he had gone. Ruth and I went up to Oakes this evening. I took my Algebra along and Rachel helped me with it some.
Wednesday, February 14, 1912: I didn’t get any valentines today, although they would have been accepted if I had. Our future teacher arrived at school this morning, but he isn’t going to commence until next Monday. Gee whiz, but he is tall. I wonder if I will like him, but I think I will.
Thursday, February 15, 1912: I believe I have forgotten what I did today. Nothing unusual anyway.
Friday, February 16, 1912: And this is the last day of that wonderful teacher of ours. I wonder how he felt this afternoon. I expected he would give some kind of an address, but he didn’t. Oh well, I don’t think I’ll be sorry of his leaving if the next one comes up to the average.
Saturday, February 17, 1912: Uncle Ben and Aunt Annie were here today. I was very anxious to see Uncle Ben as I hadn’t seen him since I was a little kid, so you see I really wanted to see what he looked like. He is a great tease, but doesn’t look like it at all. Puts him arm around you and strokes your hair. Really, I was surprised.
Sunday, February 18, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. The roads are rather muddy. Went over to see Carrie this afternoon. I mean I went to Sunday School this morning. I wonder what will happen tomorrow at school. I just wonder if Mr. Forest Dunkel (that’s his name) is going to be stern and terrible.
Monday, February 19, 1912: I believe our teacher is just as good as the other one. He goes slow with our studies but explains so they will be more apt to stay.
Tuesday, February 20, 1912: I hardly know what to write.
Wednesday, February 21, 1912: It rained and snowed today. Pa came for us tonight. He got there too soon. Made me so mad. Had to miss a class as he didn’t want to wait.
Thursday, February 22, 1912:: Such a time as I had getting to school this morning. It was terribly icy. Pa went along to help Jimmie along. They both went down together. It looked so comical. We observed Washington ’s Birthday today by some pupils reciting different accounts of his life. Coming home tonight my cap flew off my head and I had to race after it four or five rods before I captured it.
Saw a possum tonight. That was after he met his fate.
Friday, February 23, 1912: It was so awful muddy this afternoon. Didn’t hardly know how I would get through mud and everything else coming home from school.
Saturday, February 24, 1912: I fixed over a dress for myself this afternoon. It was one of my Aunt Annie’s cast offs. I had one trying time a getting the waist and skirt together. I have it fixed now and tried it on to see the result. I’m not so much pleased with my sewing. It seems rather short in the back.
Sunday, February 25, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. It was exceedingly mean walking though, but managed to get through it by going the railroad.
Monday, February 26, 1912: Went through the snow to school this morning and came home through the rain. One good thing I didn’t have to walk this evening. Received my report card today. I knew what my marks were for I had caught a glimpse of them some time previous. Mine has the downward tendency this month.
Tuesday, February 27, 1912: Quite uneventful. Ruth went up to Oakes this evening, but I staid at home and studied my lessons.
Wednesday, February 28, 1912: I helped Ruth decide a question this morning. She was invited out to spend the evening and staid all night. I decided that she should accept the invitation and so she did. But the other part is that I will have her milking tomorrow morning.
Thursday, February 29, 1912: I was quite conscious of the fact that this comes only once in four years. This day I mean. We had a visitor at school today. Two I may say. One was the county superintendent. By good luck he wasn’t there, when we had a hard study to go through.
Friday, March 1, 1912
March
This month signifies that the winter is passing.
And soon will be the Springtime
With all its bright scenes and soul stirring dreams,
And memories so long and so dear.
After a whole week of trying to get a theme in readiness, I finished the thing at noon. It came under General History. Cleopatra was what I had to write about. I got it so as to suit my satisfaction. But of course there were some mistakes.
Saturday, March 2, 1912: Well I really think I worked pretty good today. I put things in order and washed up and a lot more that comes under Saturday duties .Ruth was up to Turbotville attending Teacher’s Institute so you see I had to be busy. Tweet is here this evening.
Sunday, March 3, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Took Jimmie along with me. He seems to like going very much, but looked afraid at first.
Carrie was over this afternoon. Ruth and I accompanied by Tweet went over to church this evening. Coming home we got a ride with a young friend of Ruth’s.
Monday, March 4, 1912: I have my first cold of the winter now. It seems to have all gone to my throat. We are going to have recitations next Friday, but our teacher instead of having some interesting speeches favors dried up pieces of poetry. Oh it will be stupid from beginning to end.
Tuesday, March 5, 1912: I’m trying to commit that abominable piece of poetry to memory and it’s no easy task either, although it is short in the extreme. I only hope I know it, when the time comes to say it.
Wednesday, March 6, 1912: Examinations are slowly approaching the horizon, and they will soon be in sight. We have one next Friday just before the awful recitations.
Thursday, March 7, 1912: Unimportant, soon forgotten. That’s all I can think of now.
Friday, March 8, 1912: I think I came out fairly in General History today. I remembered all of my speech, but as my custom is I never get enough pauses and proper way of speaking in the thing. This time it was too fast. Are going to have them again next Friday. They ought to be pretty well digested by that time.
Mollie was shorn of her horns today. Poor thing, I hope she won’t kick the bucket. But I don’t think she will.
Saturday, March 9, 1912: Ruthie’s friend, Miss Bryson, arrived here on the train. I had to do my sister’s milking. They went to a play in Watsontown this evening. I coughed so today that Ma said I might be getting the whooping cough. It did scare me some.
Sunday, March 10, 1912: Blanche slept with Ruth and me. I slept on the rail part of the time. Made me kind of stiff. Went to Sunday School this afternoon. B. was there. Hat blew off coming home, but by luck didn’t land in the mud.
Monday, March 11, 1912: I heave a sigh of relief when I think examinations are past for this month. I have my doubts about what I will get in geometry.
Tuesday, March 12, 1912: I don’t believe we are going to get our papers back. I wouldn’t mind knowing what some of my marks are. Perhaps not very satisfactory any way.
Had to walk home from school behind a tramp. I walked slow enough you can bet.
Wednesday, March 13, 1912: Nothing of much account did I do today.
Thursday, March 14, 1912: I wrote out the meaning of that wonderful poem today. I hope I have it as it should be. Am coming to some terrible hard propositions in geometry. The one we have for tomorrow seems so hard for me.
Friday, March 15, 1912: It was out of the ordinary walking to school this morning. It rained so last night that by morning, water was plainly visible everywhere. It was about the same height tonight. I thought this morning I might not get to school after all.
Saturday, March 16, 1912: Ruth went to Milton this morning. I made an apron today. Started to read a book this evening. The sequel of which I read about three years ago.
Sunday, March 17, 1912: Today is St. Patrick’s Day. I had some green on this morning. It was so nice out today. Just like spring. I was going away this afternoon, but didn’t go after all.
Monday, March 18, 1912: Am trying to get my lessons out tonight. This light of mine is going out and tis all I can do to see.
Tuesday, March 19, 1912: We got our report cards to day. It seems to me the marks rather hard in some things. I got my marks raised by two points in deportment, but I don’t see as I’ve improved any in that direction since last month. He was up to visit our school today.
Wednesday, March 20, 1912: I lost myself in reading a book, and as a result went to bed at a quarter of three this morning. I was awfully sleepy when I woke up.
Thursday, March 21, 1912: On the first day of spring the ground is white with snow. My seventeenth birthday dawned this morning. Tried to make the most of it. I received two presents. I am staying up later this evening to study longer, also want to see the passing of my birthday.
Friday, March 22, 1912: We had some of those recitations repeated this afternoon, but fortunately I wasn’t called upon to say mine. After this was over, we wound up by singing a laughable song.
Saturday, March 23, 1912: Ruth and I went to Milton this morning on a shopping tour. I needed a pair of new shoes and so I got them. We went in and came out on the train so you can see we weren’t gone long.
Sunday, March 24, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. It was slushy walking and kept on drizzling.
Jimmie threatened with the whooping cough. I don’t want him to get it, nor do I want to get it myself. I would have to stop school if I do, and that I shouldn’t like to do.
Monday, March 25, 1912: I haven’t much to write today.
Tuesday, March 26, 1912: It seems I have more work to do tonight than I usually do. I have most of it done now and am ready to lay it aside. I get kinda afraid sitting here all by myself.
Wednesday, March 27, 1912: I read Evangeline today and found it very interesting. This was the last day of Ruth’s school term. She has so many things mapped out to do, but whether they will ever be accomplished I cannot tell.
Thursday, March 28, 1912: Nothing really of great importance. Now that Ruth is at home I don’t have to do as much in the morning as I was accustomed to doing. Ruth made some fudge this evening. It was Jimmie’s earnest desire.
Friday, March 29, 1912: At school we always march out, and so you see you are supposed to keep step. But woe betide me, I don’t do it exactly right. Mr. Teacher has gone for me three times about it. This afternoon took me by the arm and walked me along part way.
Saturday, March 30, 1912: Had to put things in some kind of order. Mended some of the rips and tears. No one else wants the position.
Sunday, March 31, 1912: Today has been a glorious day. Went to Sunday school this morning and to church this evening with Ruth.
Monday, April 1, 1912:
April
Bidding adieu to Winter
Welcoming the approaching Spring
So comes the months of spring time.
How merrily the birds doth sing.
I was fooled once and only once today. While in a hurry this evening I landed on the ground. I don’t think I hurt myself any, but I did bump my knees.
Tuesday, April 2, 1912: It rained nearly all day. Coming home the wind almost blew me along.
Wednesday, April 3, 1912: I haven’t much to write about. I have all my lessons out for tonight that I am going to study so adieu till tomorrow.
Thursday, April 4, 1912: I heard today of the death of a girlfriend. She died last evening. I have not seen her for a long, long time. She was a member of my Sunday School class.
Friday, April 5, 1912: Ma went to Milton today. I got her to get me a compass. We have arrived at constructing things in geometry. We have exams on Monday, so I’ve prepared at in one way.
Saturday, April 6, 1912: Carrie and I went up to the cemetery to attend the funeral. I got a glimpse of my friend, nor do I think I’ll ever forget how she looked as she laid in her coffin. It seemed sad to die so young. She was about a year my junior.
Sunday, April 7, 1912: Had a long time deciding whether or not to go to Sunday School this afternoon, as I rather expected some company. At last I made up my mind to go regardless of the rain. Easter came today and didn’t bring me any goodies.
Monday, April 8, 1912: I have to gather the eggs now, and I don’t like it any too well. We had our exams today. I wonder about what some of my marks could be.
Tuesday, April 9, 1912: I was an aunt for one brief half a day yesterday, but didn’t know it until this morning. I was so disappointed when I heard it was dead. My little nephew was buried this afternoon. The baby I never saw. I feel like crying, when I think I am an aunt no longer.
Wednesday, April 10, 1912: I rubbed my shoulder rather badly when I happened to get a tumble. It’s sore yet, besides I have a big hole in my waist to mend.
Thursday, April 11, 1912: Nothing to write about.
Friday, April 12, 1912: It rained this afternoon. I got rather wet coming home from school this evening. I’ve started to digest a dry book about the doings of the Greeks.
Saturday, April 13, 1912: I was so busy mending my numerous rips and tears and getting to something like they ought to be.
Sunday, April 14, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Miss Carrie came over this afternoon. We went for a walk which was not so very long nor yet so very short. We had quite a time getting home, as we stopped to talk much of the way.
Monday, April 15, 1912: I didn’t study hardly any at all this evening. I did have a very bad streak of laziness.
Tuesday, April 16, 1912: Am fishing around for a subject to write a theme on. We are to commit these to memory and rattle them off on the last day of school.
Wednesday, April 17, 1912: At last I have managed to get a subject that I think will suit me. I read it over this evening. It was very interesting to read.
Thursday, April 18, 1912: And I have it all written now, but I got it most too long. I know the introduction so I don’t want that to be changed very much.
Friday, April 19, 1912: Dear me, I haven’t anything worth writing. I’m trying to get my sister moved back to her own room.
Saturday, April 20, 1912: Locked Ruth out last night. I spent the afternoon cleaning house. It was my room. Rufus got stubborn and I had to do nearly all.
Sunday, April 21, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Wish I had my new hat. I’d wear it if I had.
Monday, April 22, 1912: I now have that wonderful oration the way it suits me. I finished copying it this morning. Jimmie started back to school today. So far I don’t have any symptoms of the whooping cough. Don’t want it for two weeks yet.
Tuesday, April 23, 1912: What an extraordinary thing for a dummy like I am. I know all of my piece from beginning to end. I learned the larger part of it this evening. There are almost a thousand words in all.
Wednesday, April 24, 1912: This afternoon was one of the howling kind. The wind certainly did rattle the windows of that old school house.
Thursday, April 25, 1912: I am beginning to worry about final exams. I’m afraid that I may get left in some of my studies. But I hope that it won’t happen that way.
Friday, April 26, 1912: I am so anxious about the morrow. It is drizzling tonight and I’m so afraid it will be raining in the morning when I get up. You see the hat question has become a serious problem to me.
Saturday, April 27, 1912: Yessir, I really went to Milton this morning. Nor did I forget to take my Ma along after a trying time. I got a hat that I thought would do. It is trimmed in light brown ribbon and red roses. I got a white dress, a pair of tans and some other gigger-mer-rows.
Sunday, April 28. 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Jimmie went along. Carrie and I went for arbutus and wound up taking a walk. Went to church this evening. Sported my new hat.
Monday, April 29, 1912: It rained nearly all day. I wish it would be warm and stay so. Am beginning to think about final.
Tuesday, April 30, 1912: Took my dress uptown to get made. Wonder when it will be done. Hope it will be satisfactory. I have a sore fore-finger, but can’t account for the cause.
Wednesday, May 1, 1912:
May
April’s done and gone forever,
May springs forth in all her splendor
All the earth is clothed in beauty
When we do our loyal duty.
I am overshadowed by the gloom of a gathering cloud. All winter it has been growing bigger and bigger until now it is ready to burst upon me in all its fury. I must brave the consequences, yet I will retain a bit of hope. I’ve passed before. I hope to do so again. I may win after all.
Thursday, May 2, 1912: Exams began today. I am rather doubtful about what I made in Algebra.
Friday, May 3, 1912: Well examinations are over. I can say that I am glad. But I’m not glad that we only have one more day of school. Besse was out this evening. I sort of miss my lessons tonight.
Saturday, May 4, 1912: They put me at cleaning the pantry. I’m not fond of house cleaning, and therefore did not like my work. Sewed some this afternoon. I intend to do a lot more often after school is out.
Sunday, May 5, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Two classes had completed a course they had taken up. They held the commencement before church. It was real interesting. I expect my trial to come off tomorrow.
Monday, May 6, 1912: It is hard to realize that today was the last day. We had our annual banquet, and I guess we all enjoyed it. At least I did. Mr. Dunkle, our teacher, acted the part of toastmaster. We drank water flavored with lemon to each other’s health, but that was soon over and we vacated our places at the table.
I recited my orature without omitting a single word, but I believe that it wasn’t said none too well. Swiftly today drew to a close. Nor can I say that as school is done, I am glad. My heart is filled with sadness. What I will do next year, when school closes I do not know. As I graduate I will not be able to look forward to the next year. For awhile I bid adieu to my school days.
Tuesday, May 7, 1912 Went uptown to have my dress fitted this afternoon. The future teacher of the M.H.S. was elected last evening. He was up in the high school yesterday at noon. He is rather stubby, inclined to be stout and has yellow hair. Such I took in at a glance. I wonder what he will be like. Ahem.
Wednesday, May 8, 1912: Did some sewing this afternoon. I have so many things to fix over and a dress I want to get made, but it is slow about getting there.
Thursday, May 9, 1912: I brought my dress home today. It is an Indian linen trimmed with wide embroidery, edged on both sides. I think it is very nice. Of course, I intend to get a far grander one next spring.
Friday, May 10, 1912: I seemed to have had a sorrowful time today. I guess it was because I was getting lonesome and wanted to go someplace. Ruth went up to Turbotville to attend the commencement.
Saturday, May 11, 1912: I had to do all the milking this morning. Made me so mad at Ma. She had to come out and pester me some. Did some sewing this afternoon.
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.
Monday, May 13, 1912: Ma got my dress on the go at last and I’ll keep at her until she gets it made.
Tuesday, May 14, 1912: Wish it would get warmer and quit raining. I just got a long scratch on my thumb awhile ago and it’s rather sore.
Wednesday, May 15, 1912: Besse was out this afternoon. We had sort of a sewing bee. Ma worked on my dress and Sis brought several along.
Thursday, May 16, 1912: Oh dear today was one raining day. My dress is finished, but such a time as Ma and I had to get it so. She made it and I did the bossing. If I could have a good pen my writing might look some better.
Friday, May 17, 1912: Went to McEwensville this afternoon. Mousie had some business for me to transact.
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.
Sunday, May 19, 1912: Must go to Sunday School this afternoon. Wore my white dress. Uncle Sam was here this afternoon.
Monday, May 20, 1912: There’s nothing doing.
Tuesday, May 21, 1912: Ruth was away nearly all day. I’m getting so tired on my repetition. One that seems to never have an end.
Wednesday, May 22, 1912: And leave it blank.
Thursday, May 23, 1912: Miss Carrie was over this afternoon. I was on duty when she came—namely watching cows. Gee, but I don’t like it.
Ruth and I went down to one of our neighbors this evening.
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.
Saturday, May 25, 1912: Today was clean-up and get things ready for an expected guest who didn’t come after all. That seems to be the luck.
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.
Monday, May 27, 1912: I hope this week won’t be as monotonous as last week was. I have to watch cows more days and then I think I’ll make a dash for liberty.
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.
Wednesday, May 29, 1912: We teased her about her anniversary, as it was just twenty eight years ago that she was wed. Miss Carrie was over this evening and we did some planning.
Thursday, May 30, 1912: Memorial Day: Carrie and I went up to McEwensville this morning. This afternoon we went over to Watsontown accompanied by another girl friend. We had the pleasure of getting an automobile ride. It was the first time I was ever in one and consequently never had experienced a ride. We had a good time.
Friday, May 31, 1912: Today seemed like Monday to me, as I didn’t do much work yesterday. Went over to see Carrie.
Saturday, June 1, 1912:
Passing, the spring time is passing away,
May summer appear all-a-bloom,
But the brightest and fairest of the season,
Is the bright and fair month of sweet June.
Carrie was over to see me this afternoon. I am engaged in trying to solve a puzzle. I have one ninth of it to get yet and it’s a sticker.
Sunday, June 2, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Had such a time to know when to go as the clock had stopped. As a result I got there late.
Monday, June 3, 1912: I am trying to remodel a skirt which was once the property of the benevolent Ruthie. I’ll know whether I’ll wear it or not after it’s finished.
Tuesday, June 4, 1912: Had most of the ironing to do today. Fixed over a hat by taking the ribbon off and putting another kind on. Wonder if I’ll wear it very much.
Wednesday, June 5, 1912: Trotted up to McEwensville this morning on an errand for Rufus, the dear little mortal.
Thursday, June 6, 1912: Utterly forgotten.
Friday, June 7, 1912: I’m trying to make a skirt, but the end thereof is rather dubious.
Saturday, June 8, 1912: The high lady here wanted to make a certain kind of cake, and so I walked to the neighbors to get an ingredient. I truly am the n____ around here. I am getting that color as I and the sun’s rays often meet and collide.
Sunday, June 9, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Carrie and I were going away this afternoon, but didn’t go as Pa and Ma went away and I had to take care of the house. Rufus brought Tweet home with her.
Monday, June 10, 1912: This morning I picked berries and helped myself to some. I wonder if anyone saw me. I want Ruth to help me with a jigger tonight, but I guess she doesn’t have the inclination to.
Tuesday, June 11, 1912: Such a time as I had with the cows this morning. I got them in the wrong field and then had to take them out.
Wednesday, June 12, 1912: I’m mad at that Ruth tonight. She goes away and leaves me with the milking.
Thursday, June 13, 1912: I guess I’ve forgotten.
Friday, June 14, 1912: Such a time as I had a running after Jake this afternoon. He broke out of the field and when I spied him he was walking up the railroad. Carrie was over this evening.
Saturday, June 15, 1912: Well this is Saturday. Saturday, that’s the way my brain must be of the dull sort. Did some fancy work this afternoon.
Sunday, June 16, 1912: It rained today. Wanted to go to Sunday School this afternoon, but the walking I felt sure would be simply terrible. Besse and Curt were out this evening.
Monday, June 17, 1912: I tried to play the sick cat this afternoon, but no one took it very seriously. In fact I really didn’t feel very extra anyway.
Tuesday, June 18, 1912: I seemed to have had sort of a hard time today.
Wednesday, June 19, 1912: Ma went to Milton today. She bought me an umbrella. Went to Watsontown this afternoon, and some of my money went to.
Thursday, June 20, 1912: Pulled a tooth for Jimmie. It was the first one to go, and then he got another yanked out before the day was over.
Friday, June 21, 1912: I’ve been thinking over an article I read in a magazine. It is about reducing a speck. I think I’ll try it at least, and be less of a pumpkin than what I am now.
Saturday, June 22, 1912: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. I managed to get through with the dishes and then went for the cows. I found them having a picnic in the corn field, and they were quickly dispatched to safer premises.
Sunday, June 23, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Tweet came home with me. Ma and Pa had gone away and we had the place to ourselves. Miss Carrie was over after dinner.
Monday, June 24, 1912: I got so tired a working today. I am about well nigh used up.
Tuesday, June 25, 1912: My Daddy gave me a lecture today. The cause was the killing of a hen whose death I might have prevented had I made more use of my eyes. We had her for supper.
Wednesday, June 26, 1912: Nothing extraordinary done.
Thursday, June 27, 1912: I worked all afternoon out in the hay field, and my hands which were bad enough now take on a deeper shade every day.
Friday, June 28, 1912: Mother went to Milton this morning. I had been talking hammock to her for the last couple weeks at least, and behold you when she came home if she didn’t have one.
Saturday, June 29, 1912: Put the hammock up this morning after having quite a time with Ruthie. She’s my boss absolute. It’s gotten very hot now.
Sunday, June 30, 1912: Oh dear, June is my favorite month and here the last day is almost over. Went to Sunday School this afternoon. I received my Bible today, but haven’t got it yet, as my name was to be written in it, but I suppose I’ll get it next Sunday.
Monday, July 1, 1912:
In the shadow of a shade tree,
There the weary often be,
After they have been well roasted,
In the hot sun of July.
Stopped picking strawberries today. All my earnings, about $4.00 in all, I still have and expect to keep until I spend them.
Tuesday, July 2, 1912: Ruth tried to deceive me this morning about the quantity and richness of Mollie’s milk. I had saved some last evening to see how rich it was, and Rufus dumped nearly all of it out and filled it up with cream. Wasn’t she mean?
Wednesday, July 3, 1912: Did the same tings today as I usually do on other days. Got so mad at a cow who took a notion to run over the whole creation.
Thursday, July 4, 1912 Such a magic sound it has to some, but to me it is about the same as other days. We got a glorious rain this afternoon. I can’t help but rejoice over the very thought of it. It’s cooler now for one things.
Friday, July 5, 1912: I must excuse myself for this day and pass onto the night.
Saturday, July 6, 1912: Ruth and I hunted our cows for a change this afternoon, and found them at last after hours search safe in a neighbor’s barnyard.
Sunday, July 7, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Received my Bible after having been learning verses for about a year and a half.
Monday, July 8, 1912: Nothing much to record. My head feels sort of heavy like.
Tuesday, July 9, 1912: Went to Milton this morning to have my teeth filled, and was so fortunate as to only have three cavities. Also did some shopping besides. Got a pair of white silk gloves.
Wednesday, July 10, 1912: Did some ironing this forenoon and puttered around this afternoon.
Thursday, July 11, 1912: Ruth and I went to a party over at Stout’s this evening. It rained so hard this afternoon, and I thought perhaps we wouldn’t go after all.
Friday, July 12, 1912: I made an apron today and performed some odd jobs. Good night.
Saturday, July 13, 1912: My calling was out in the field today. I was glad when it was over and I was at leisure to do something else.
Sunday, July 14, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. I was almost melting by the time I got there.
Monday, July 15, 1912: We went up to Oakes’ this evening. I played croquet with the other players, but such playing as I did was rather shocking. If I didn’t get a game I did get a sore eye, which resulted from tossing a mallet in the air and trying to catch it with my hands. Needless to say it first came in contact with my eye and second with my hand.
Tuesday, July 16, 1912: I don’t just exactly remember what I really did today.
Wednesday, July 17, 1912: About the same as yesterday.
Thursday, July 18, 1912: Made over an old hat. Wonder after it’s finished whether it will be presentable or not. I worked at it nearly all afternoon.
Friday, July 19, 1912: My brain must be getting full of rubbish, that I cannot even remember the happenings from one day to the next.
Saturday, July 20, 1912: Today seem oh so lonesome and sad. Ma and Pa went to attend a funeral. The deceased was my aunt. We kiddies kept house and did the little duties that were left to us.
Sunday, July 21, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Had to go through the mud coming homeward. Hence it rained today. Went over to see Miss Caroline May, though it rained, for it won’t hurt me.
Monday, July 22, 1912: Heard that school starts on the 26th of August. I’ll be glad when that day arrives. I’d rather go to school than have to do hardly anything else, and I’m not going any places any ways.
Tuesday, July 23, 1912: Did the ironing this morning. I’ve decided at last to get through with a book I brought home from school last spring. I studied at it some this evening. By studying twenty-five pages a day I’ll be though it by the time school starts.
Wednesday, July 24, 1912: That’s all.
Thursday, July 25, 1912: Spent nearly all afternoon in getting an embroidery pattern reversed so as to have the whole design. It’s finished now and stamped on the material.
For several evenings I’ve seen a balloon go up, but tonight I saw only the gas.
Friday, July 26, 1912: Just a month from today and study hours will be resumed. How glad I will be when they arrive. Carrie was over this afternoon and evening.
Saturday, July 27, 1912: Ruth and I went to a festival this evening up at McEwensville. I didn’t have a very good time, and Ruth said she didn’t either.
Sunday, July 28, 1912. Pa and Ma went away to spend the day. Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Had company this afternoon.
Monday, July 29, 1912: There is really nothing worth writing for today.
Tuesday, July 30, 1912: Nothing doing at all.
Wednesday, July 31, 1912: Made a trip to Watsontown this afternoon. Had to get some things for tomorrow. Hope it doesn’t rain anyway.
Thursday, August 1, 1912: August will fly fast enough and at its eve will again the dear old school days. So farewell to July.
Half of the Summer has vanished,
And half of it yet to come.
Yet the days glide on as ever,
And August another month begun.
We had our S.S. class up along the creek today. All were there and had a splendid time. Such a time as we had a losing things, but they were all recovered. I lost the heel off of my shoe and didn’t miss it for awhile afterwards. I feel like a stuffed toad this evening.
Friday, August 2, 1912: Had to do some work today, but I guess anyone would get tired of playing all the time. Was out helping in the field this afternoon.
Saturday, August 3, 1912: Let me see, What did I do today? Not very much, anyway. Twas it easy this afternoon.
Sunday, August 4, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Carrie and I went over to see Florence Crawford this afternoon. I feel so drowsy now, just like gaping.
Monday, August 5, 1912: Didn’t go very much today. Miss Tweet was down, but not to see me.
Tuesday, August 6, 1912: Ma cut out a dress for me or rather a part of it. When it’s finished I suppose I’ll wear it to school.
Wednesday, August 7, 1912: Was donated with a pair of shoes. First time since I don’t know when. Ma and I had sort of a scrap this afternoon.
Thursday, August 8, 1912: Hardly worthwhile and not worth the effort.
Friday, August 9, 1912: We had sort of s sewing bee here today. Besse was out and brought some of her stuff along.
Saturday, August 10, 1912: It didn’t rain this afternoon; it poured. Our front porch as a sight. Sod covered it tonight. Ruth went up to Bryson’s on the train. Had to help her get ready. And now we’re here all alone, just we three. Seems so quiet and rather lonesome.
Sunday, August 11, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Went for some apples after I came home and got a dunking in the rain. Took an umbrella along part way, so it happened that I didn’t have it when I needed it the most.
Monday, August 12, 1912: Went to Watsontown this afternoon to do some shopping, if such you may call it. Took my umbrella along, but it didn’t rain.
Tuesday, August 13, 1912: Yessir, and I did to the ironing this forenoon. All except two collars. Ruth went up to McEwensville. This morning and was a long time coming home. I thought it wasn’t very nice.
Wednesday, August 14, 1912: Ruth and I went up to Oakes’ this evening. We were treated to the pleasure of hearing a Victor Victrola. I enjoyed it very much. It being the first time I had ever heard one play.
Thursday, August 15, 1912: My store of thoughts doesn’t amount to very much today.
Friday, August 16, 1912: Was out in the field a while this forenoon. Didn’t fancy my job any too well. They had a lot of things to do today.
Saturday, August 17, 1912: We had to keep house today because Ma and Pa and the kid went to a reunion up at Muncy. Was working all morning a trying to get house red up somewhat.
Sunday, August 18, 1912: When I woke this morning, it was with the knowledge that it was raining, but that didn’t keep me from going to Sunday School. Don’t let that deceive you though for I’m not a very puella bona after all, even if I do go to S.S. rather regular.
Monday, August 19, 1912: Did quite a bit of sewing today. You see I’m getting some of my things out of the way for when school starts. It rained like everything this evening.
Tuesday, August 20, 1912: Oh I don’t know as it is worth the while to write anything about what I did today. It wasn’t very much anyway.
Wednesday, August 21, 1912: Went to Watsontown this afternoon.
Thursday, August 22, 1912: Rufus and I went over to Ottawa this morning. We did quite a bit of traveling around before the day was over. Uncle Sam took us for a drive down to Billmeyer’s Park and back.
Friday, August 23, 1912: Didn’t do so very much today and didn’t go any place either.
Saturday, August 24, 1912: We’ve been expecting company for the last several days, but it seems to be as if they aren’t coming. It seems to be the luck around here.
Sunday, August 25, 1912: Won’t I be glad when tomorrow morn is here and this day is passed. Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Besse and Curt were here today.
Monday, August 26, 1912: At last the day has dawned and back again to our studies we go. Have four new studies this year, so that may mean some energy expended upon them.
He is rather wide, wears a pair of pinchers, and has yellow hair. Not so very cross, but I believe he could be.
Tuesday, August 27, 1912: Brought home my Latin grammar all the time thinking I had my Caesar. Didn’t want the former at all. Must study some now, so I’ll soon be in the midst of my studies this evening.
Guess I will like Mr. Teacher.
Wednesday, August 28,1 912: Our company came today. Didn’t study very much this evening.
Thursday, August 29, 1912: Was real nice going to school this morning. You see it rained last night. Had our first visitors at school today. They were Miss Cakes and Miss Bryson. We had our last class, while they were there.
Friday, August 30, 1912: This week went much faster, than the other weeks that preceded it. Ruth and I went up to Oakes’ this eve.
Saturday, August 31, 1912: The Lutherans had their S.S. picnic down at the park today. I got down there sometime after eleven. On the whole I had quite a nice time. Met three or four girls, four it was. Didn’t have to do the milking when I came home, as it was already done.
What can be said of September,
Is very much I think,
But the thinking part is not with me now
Because my efforts so readily sink.
Sunday, September 1, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Took a slide of a bank coming out. Fortunately didn’t get myself very muddy. It’s raining now.
I have one cracker jack of a cold. Got the worst part of it yesterday going to the picnic without a coat. Hope it doesn’t last long.
Monday, September 2, 1912: Had to go to school, even if it is labor day. We had this day off last year.
Cold isn’t much better. Have to blow my whistle almost all the time, which constant usage make it rather sore and pink.
Tuesday, September 3, 1912: Nothing doing today.
Wednesday, September 4, ,1912: Same as yesterday.
Thursday, September 5, 1912: Ditto
Friday, September 6, 1912: We had a test in three of our studies today. Didn’t make a very good mark in Caesar, but because I omitted to look up some rules, so you see whence I got to today, I was at a loss what to write.
Saturday, September 7, 1912: My Saturday’s work is done for today, but I still have a heap of lessons to digest before Monday makes its appearance again. It usually takes me awhile to get myself in the notion of studying. After which I usually go to work.
Sunday, September 8, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Had Harvest Home services at church.
July, I mean Sept. 9. Don’t know what to write for today. So good night and sweet dreams.
Tuesday, September 10, 1912: Such a time as I have been having a digging at my studies.
Wednesday, September 11, 1912: So say we call it a day again.
Thursday, September 12, 1912: Wish some good kind soul would tell me what to write.
Friday, September 13, 1912: Found a pocket knife on the way to school this morning. Wonder who lost it?
We chose our class colors this week. Think it was last Wed. They are maroon and gold. They don’t suit me very well. I preferred to have green and white, but didn’t get them.
Saturday, September 14, 1912: I made a cake this afternoon with mater’s assistance. She did the baking and put him together. It got real nice.
Sunday, September 15, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Was over to see Carrie this afternoon.
Monday, September 16, 1912: I don’t feel very good these last few days. I don’t know but I really think that it is likening to be near a grape vine. Alas all mortals have to suffer for their errors.
Tuesday, September 17, 1912: Just about the same things done over every day with just a little change here and a little more there.
Wednesday, September 18, 1912: Had to walk to school through the rain. Also through the mud. Our class is deciding upon a class pin, but we’re making such slow progress in making up our minds as to which pin to take, that I doubt we’ll ever get them at all.
Thursday, September 19, 1912: We had a test in General History today. Wasn’t hard at all.
Friday, September 20, 1912: Don’t have much for today.
Saturday, September 21, 1912: Ma made over a skirt for me. Got a pair of rubbers today.
Sunday, September 22, 1912: Went to S.S. this afternoon and attended Catechize.
Monday, September 23, 1912: Walked the muddy way to school this morning. Don’t have much to write these days.
Tuesday, September 24, 1912: It is raining now. I guess or was. Had an exam in Geometry. Took up Arithmetic today. Didn’t have to but I chose to do so.
Wednesday, September 25, 1912: Was rather surprised at the mark I made yesterday. Didn’t think I would hardly get that. Twas the kind that dummies get.
Thursday, September 26, 1912: Excuse me, but you know there is an old saying: Don’t talk when you’ve nothing to say, so I’ll just change it to : don’t write, when you’ve nothing to write.
Friday, September 27, 1912: Nothing to write.
Saturday, September 28, 1912: Mater went to a sale today. I got busy this afternoon and went for to gather some butternuts. Was rewarded by getting almost a bushel. Anyway it was dreadful heavy to carry, but I got them home at last.
Sunday, September 29, 1912: Rained so that I didn’t go to Sunday School. Miss Bryson was here today having come down on the train last night.
Monday, September 30, 1912: Our class had a meeting this evening after school. I had the misfortune to be elected secretary. But better, or rather it suits me better to have been that, than president or treasurer would have suited me.
Tuesday, October 1, 1912:
So here comes the month of October.
Arrayed in a many hued gown
Trimmed with the tints of bright Autumn,
The purple, the orange, the read and the brown.
This is Fair week, and I hope that the weather will be that also. I long to go, but I do not know whether we’ll get a day off or not. Must try and find out tomorrow.
Wednesday, October, 2, 1912: I guess I’ll go tomorrow. We have Thursday and Friday off. Think I’m glad of it.
Thursday, October 3, 1912: I really did go after all my doubtings, but now I feel just as tired as there is any use in being. Saw a flying machine whirling aloft in the air for at least 10 minutes. I think twas quite a sight to see.
Friday, October 4, 1912: It was my turn to keep house today while Pa, Ma, and Jimmie went to the fair to take in the sights. I wasn’t to go away any place as I was to mind the house, cows, etc. Didn’t cut much ice with me, as I felt still tired from yesterday and was content to stay at home.
Saturday, October 5, 1912: What with two days of vacation I haven’t worked much at my books in the way of getting my lessons out for Monday.
Sunday, October 6, 1912: Was rather woe-begone this afternoon. Guess the start of it all was that I tore my good white dress. Just sat down in a chair and there was a nail or some other rough surface.
Monday, October 7, 1912: Am in a dilemma as to what to write.
Tuesday, October 8, 1912: Don’t have anything to write.
Wednesday, October 9, 1912: My head is all in a muddle, and I hardly know how to think.
Thursday, October 10, 1912: The whole school was examined today in order to find out our deficiencies. I know what mine is.
Friday, October 11, 1912: I’ve fully awakened to the startling fact that I’m getting another cold. It’s on its way. Had an exam in Caesar.
Saturday, October 12, 1912: Was busy hulling walnuts today. I estimated them to have amounted to about half a bushel. My work in that is not finished yet.
Sunday, October 13, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Had to amuse myself this afternoon because no one came to see me and most of the family had gone away.
Monday, October 14, 1912: There is nothing at all.
Tuesday, October 15, 1912: Ditto.
Wednesday, October 16, 1912: How fast the days fly by. Soon it will be Christmas time. As for me it seems as if I am doing something all the time, yet have nothing but a heap of rubbish to write about.
Thursday, October 17, 1912: Wish my cold would bid me farewell, but instead it seems to like me pretty well and is in not hurry about leaving.
Friday, October 18, 1912: These days are beginning to be so much 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.
Sunday, October 20, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Mrs. Besse was here when I came home, but didn’t seem to made a very long stay of it.
Monday, October 21, 1912: Some good kind of mortal ought to tell me what to write, for I am beginning to get at the end of my string, as you surely can see by the tone of this entry.
Tuesday, October 22, 1912: Came to the conclusion that I didn’t know very much in Geometry. We had an exam in it this morning.
Wednesday, October 23, 1912: Wanted to go to the Convention this evening, but it commenced to rain and Rufus said she wasn’t going, but she did go when Rachel came, and so I’m struggling with my lessons. Made ninety-two, but that didn’t do much good. Some got a hundred. I hate to be at the foot of the class. Wonder if I am.
Thursday, October 24, 1912: Didn’t have school this afternoon so we could go without missing. It was very entertaining. Enjoyed it much. Would like to have gone to the convention again tonight, but it was raining. That’s what it did this afternoon, too.
Was out to Ruthie’s school before I went up to the church. Took Jimmie out, that is he was to stay with her.
Friday, October 25, 1912: I’ve resolved to do something that if carried out, I think will prove very beneficial to me at least. I’m going to try anyway and see the result.
Saturday, October 26, 1912: Oh dear me, was helping the pater today.
Sunday, October 27, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Carrie was over this afternoon. Miss Tweet was here also.
Monday, October 28, 1912: Got mad at the Rufus tonight. I think she can be so mean sometimes.
Tuesday, October 29, 1912: That kid is away for tonight, so I had some peace this evening. Had an exam today.
Wednesday, October 30, 1912: Wish I could write something that would really be something, but as for this I call it nothing.
Thursday, October 31, 1912: And this is Halloween. What a pity it is that I’m not out having a good time, and I’ve never had that pleasure either.
Friday, November 1, 1912:
November brings us many things
And among them is Thanksgiving
The first of the snow
The winds that blow
And all that makes life worthwhile.
We organized a Literary Society at school this afternoon. I am one of the committee. Just what I wanted to be.
Saturday, November 2, 1912: They made apple butter this morning. I had to get the dinner and then had to be teased about it in the bargain. Went to Watsontown this afternoon and stayed longer than I meant to.
Sunday, November 3, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Besse and Curt were out. Wasn’t here when they came.
Monday, November 4, 1912: Saw some snowflakes yesterday. Had croup this evening so you see that put my studies back somewhat.
Tuesday, November 5, 1912: I must excuse myself for this day.
Wednesday, November 6, 1912: Am ever so busy these days getting my lessons out, and helping make out that program for our first Literary meeting.
Thursday, November 7, 1912: I just finished reading a book a few minutes ago. I have ever so much stuff to read now, but I don’t like to neglect my studies too much. I don’t get them any too well as it is.
Friday, November 8, 1912: Postponed my lessons until tomorrow since today is Friday.
Saturday, Novemeber 9, 1912: Was real busy today. Got a new pair of shoes, but I wasn’t away to get them. As I said before that I was busy today.
Sunday, November 10, 1912: Went out to Sunday School this morning. This afternoon I went over to see Margaret. Such a time as I had getting there a crawling under fences and so on.
Monday, November 11, 1912: Am at a loss at what to write.
Tuesday, November 12, 1912: It seems to me that I’m not studying very hard these days.
Wednesday, November 13, 1912: Nothing of any account seems to be happening around here, so I can’t write much.
Thursday, November 14, 1912: We are having such an awful time at school a getting the kids to practice their dialogue. I didn’t think it would be so hard.
Friday, November 15, 1912: Today we had the first meeting of our Literary Society. Everything went off pretty well. But all the same I’ve been having a terrible head-ache today. It is a little better at present.
And now what do you think. Why when I come home, and had gone to the barn to gather eggs, I saw Mollie out there with a little calf, hers it was. Was rather surprised you see, I had waited so long for my ship to come in that I didn’t mind waiting.
Saturday, November 16, 1912: Didn’t have much at all to do this afternoon. I think you feel so funny when you have nothing at all to do.
Sunday, November 17, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. The house was simply topsy-turvy today. Such a mess. Pa and Ma were fixing the stove.
Monday, November 18, 1912: I’m half way out of something I worrying about before school started and that was that I was afraid I’d have to miss school when Pa had his threshing done. They started today and well I went to school today too. So glad I don’t have to miss, that would be too bad for me.
Tuesday, November 19, 1912: Poor little Jimmie got sick last night and had to miss his first day of school.
Wednesday, November 20, 1912: Had an exam in General History and although I looked over it some last evening, I got some questions that I was unable to answer correctly.
Thursday, November 21, 1912: Nothing doing for today except that I got rather sad.
Friday, November 22, 1912: Am trying to get some points for a debate which comes off next Friday.
Saturday, November 23, 1912: Was pretty busy today. That’s usually the way on Saturdays.
Sunday, November 24, 1912: Didn’t even get to Sunday School this morning because it was raining, then it changed to snow. And today became the first day of the snow fall.
Monday, November 25, 1912: Today, don’t remember.
Tuesday, November 26, 1912: Ma’s so sick. Hope I don’t have to miss school. That would spite me something dreadful.
Wednesday, November 27, 1912: Guess we aren’t going to have much of a Thanksgiving tomorrow cause Ma is sick and we haven’t got a turkey.
Thursday, November 28, 1912: Yesterday thought perhaps I’d go up to McEwensville for my dinner, but then I changed my mind as I didn’t think I could afford it. Besse was out this afternoon. I actually believe that I am getting a rather bad cold.
Friday, November 29, 1912: Came out a licked dog in the debate. Did feel so mad at first. Felt crosser than the dickens this evening.
Saturday, November 30, 1912: Ruth and I washed this morning. Went to Watsontown this afternoon.
Sunday, December 1, 1912:
It often seems the best comes last,
And so it must be with December.
As the end of the year recedes into the Past,
We see her last holiday, Remember.
Wanted to go to McEwensville tonight but Ruth won’t, so I didn’t. Made me feel sore for awhile.
Monday, December 2, 1912: Wasn’t feeling very well today. Think cold is improving.
Tuesday, December 3, 1912: Nothing much to write.
Wednesday, December 4, 1912: Will be glad I think when vacation is here. Have ever too many things to do then.
Thursday, December 5, 1912: Around the same as Dec. 3.
Friday, December 6, 1912: This morning arose feeling quite miserable for I believe I have the sore throat. Had an awful day of it at school, nor did I do much studying. Our last year’s teacher Mr. Northop visited us this afternoon.
Saturday, December 7, 1912: Am still ailing. Glad tis Saturday, so I don’t have to miss school.
Sunday, December 8, 1912: Didn’t go to Sunday School this morning, partly because I didn’t think it would be very good for me to go out today.
Monday, December 9, 1912: Get in the Spanish Needles and had to pick them off of my clothes.
Tuesday, December 10, 1912: I’ve got the pink eye now. It’s in both eyes. I look a good bit like a fright. Can’t see very well at present. Oh dear, I wonder when I’ll get over my terrible diseases.
Wednesday, December, 11, 1912: Miss Wesner was down to stay overnight, and go home tomorrow morning.
Thursday, December 12, 1912: My eyes are getting better, but everything looks misty to me now. Expect tomorrow to be a busy day for me.
Friday, December 13, 1912: Our Literary Society met today. I didn’t take part this time. The kids got their parts off pretty good. Don’t have to go back to school again for two weeks. I’m so glad.
Saturday, December 14, 1912: Made some handkerchiefs this afternoon. Of course they weren’t very fancy ones, but good enough for me.
Sunday, December 15, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Jimmie also has the pink eye and says I gave it to him. He was real mad for a time.
Monday, December 16, 1912: Our dearest Ruth left for Sunbury this morning and my heart is rather sad. We killed some pigs and I took a slice off the end of my thumb. Oh sad the day, for I don’t care anything about having a sore thumb.
Tuesday, December 17,1912: Carrie went with me to Watsontown this afternoon. I did my Christmas shopping. I didn’t take as much money as I thought it would. Jimmie wants to know what I got him. He wants a gun so awful bad. Got him one.
Wednesday, December 18, 1912: Am beginning to get ready for Christmas. Picked out some walnut bits.
Thursday, December 19, 1912: Ma went to town this afternoon to do her Xmas shopping. Wonder what she got me for a present. Perhaps nothing much.
Friday, December 20, 1912: Ruth came home this afternoon. Wonder if she has a fine and dandy present for me.
Saturday, December 21, 1912: Had quite a time putting things in order this morning, but how long they will stay that way I can’t tell. Ruth made some Christmas candy this afternoon.
Sunday, December 22, 1912: Went to Sunday School this morning. Ruth and I went up to hear the Xmas services this evening. Twas tonight moonlit.
Monday, December 23, 1912: I got the Christmas tree this afternoon, nor did it take me long. Pass it along, Ruth has the pink eye, and now tis my turn to laugh. She looks so terrible funny. I know what it’s like, but I can’t keep from thinking what a joke it is on her.
Tuesday, December 24, 1912: Cleaned this morning. Trimmed the tree this evening and await the coming of tomorrow’s dawn with impatience.
Wednesday, December 25, 1912: I got a few presents: a purse, one dollar, an apron, a pinholder, a book, a bow, and a pair of slippers. Aunt Lizzie and Uncle George were here and Mrs. Besse to be sure.
We had a turkey and some ice cream. At present I feel like a stuffed toad from too much gourmandizing of a lot of good things. Guess I may call my Christmas a happy one and hoping everyone else has enjoyed the same likewise. I’ll bring my entry to a close.
Thursday, December 26, 1912: Took a rest today. Expected to have a sad night of it last night, but contrary to my expectations I didn’t. We’re trying to get away with yesterday’s left-overs.
Friday, December 27, 1912: Sold Mollie’s calf today. It wasn’t a very big one and I rather feared my fortune would be pretty small, but after all it weighed one hundred and forty four lbs. Received a neat sum of $11.56. I am real proud over what my purse that Ruth gave me contains. Over fourteen dollars.
Saturday, December 28, 1912: We had visitors a little while this morning. Everything seemed so dull to me this awful Saturday. Guess I’ll welcome going to school next week as a change. After all my vacation lacked the enjoyment that sometimes covers to others.
Sunday, December 29, 1912: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Jimmie went along.
Monday, December 30, 1912: Went back to school today after a two weeks rest. Had such a time carrying my books. I had brought so many home, and it was raining in the bargain.
Tuesday, December 31, 1912: Poor old year, how sad that you must die tonight and vanish forever into the gloomy past. Otherwise this day was the same as others. As I think of the approaching tomorrow, I wonder what that year will bring to me. I leave no deep regrets for this dying year, and though I have done things I ought not to have done, I hope they will not occur again to mar the beauty of the year 1913.
Wednesday, January 1, 1913:
Happy New Year Day
Hail the new year with all gladness,
Let us welcome it today.
For the joys it brings are many,
And its sorrows will not stay.
Now to make good resolutions;
Ones that we will never break,
Crushing down our weaker spirit
We should do this for our sake.
I would like to make a resolution
One that I would never break,
But the weaker spirit dwells within me,
And I’m doubting what to take.
Saw a rabbit this morning. Perhaps that was the new year come to welcome me. I fancied I saw either the old year or else the new year skulking around the straw stack, when I went out to milk this morning. It wasn’t quite day light so maybe that accounts for it.
I would like to resolve that I will study more this year, but I’m in doubt to whether my will power is strong enough. However I think I will at least make an attempt.
Thursday, January 2, 1913: I’m so sleepy for I’m keeping later hours with my books Perhaps the thing will work all right after all. Hope it does.
Friday, January 3, 1913: Today was a rather sad day for me. Such blunders as I made.
Saturday, January 4, 1913: Took down the Christmas tree this morning. It made such an awful mess. Ran an errand to McEwensville after dinner, and was home in three shakes of a lamb’s tail.
Sunday, January 5, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Would like to go every Sunday of this year. Was over to see Carrie this afternoon. Went along with her to church this evening.
Monday, January 6, 1913: Copied off parts of a dialogue this evening. We are getting ready for our next meeting.
Tuesday, January 7, 1913: This weather is simply dreadful. I’ve been hunting my report card this evening. Don’t know where in the world I put it.
Wednesday, January 8, 1913: Was so lucky to find my report card 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.
Thursday, January 9, 1913: Ruth and I went up to Oakes’ this evening. Didn’t get my lessons out any too well for the morrow.
Friday, January 10, 1913: Our Literary Society met this afternoon. We got that old dialogue off, but some of us made mistakes.
Saturday, January 11, 1913: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. Went into the movies.
Sunday, January 12, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Started to learn a recitation this evening and I think I know it now.
Monday, January 13, 1913: Nothing much for today.
Tuesday, January 14, 1913: Haven’t spent much time on my studies this evening. At present I am waiting for Ruth to get through with a paper so I can read it.
Wednesday, January 15, 1913: Don’t know hardly what to write today.
Thursday, January 16, 1913: We had an examination in Geometry this morning. I think I will make a better mark than what I did the other time.
Friday, January 17, 1913: We had patron’s day at school this afternoon. Everything went off pretty good. We had quite a few visitors.
Saturday, January 18, 1913: Fixed some of my clothes today. Didn’t do much work because I didn’t feel very energetic.
Sunday, January 19, 1913: A bright and beautiful dawn welcomed the approach of day. Ruth and I walked to Turbotville this morning to attend a family reunion at Grandmother’s All of ‘em weren’t there. Had quite a pleasant time, but it would have been nicer if some more of the cousins had been there. We had our pictures taken out on the lawn. That walk home didn’t do me up, but I got a terrific head-ache anyway.
Monday, January 20, 1913: Our class expects to have a swell blow-out one of these days. We’re going to give a play. I am Chloe the negro servant. That was the part I really wanted.
Tuesday, January 21, 1913: Nothing to write.
Wednesday, January 22, 1913: We had a surprise party tonight. Had quite a good time. It was a surprise for Ruth, and she didn’t know the least of it.
Thursday, January 23, 1913: Bout the same as ever.
Friday, January 24, 1913: Didn’t have any visitors at our literary meeting this afternoon, and I was rather glad that we didn’t.
Saturday, January 25, 1913: I have a sore thumb although I do not think it is as bad as it was several days ago.
Sunday, January 26, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Besse was out.
Monday, January 27, 1913: We went to town this evening to practice for our play.
Tuesday, January 28, 1913: Our teacher made such a wonderful proposition today. It was made to our class. The one who writes the best essay on a given subject is to receive a two dollar and a half gold piece. Margaret G. came home with me to stay till tomorrow. We had a dandy time this evening, although I am afraid our lessons suffered some. Rufus made candy. And so the evening went.
Wednesday, January 29, 1913: (no entry)
Thursday, January 30, 1913: Am commencing to worry about a certain general history examination that comes next week. It includes over seven hundred pages. I hope to review it all.
Friday, January 31, 1913: We went to practice again this evening. I don’t know any more of my part than the first time we practiced. Ruth had to stay in turn after it was over to spend a few hours in card playing. I’m not much of a card player but I did learn to play one game.
Saturday, February 1, 1913
February
A hope of the coming spring time,
When all the trees are in bloom
When the cold of the Winter has vanished
Onto the gathering gloom.
I guess I spent today at home doing a little bit of work for the benefit of someone other than myself. Tweetie arrieved about four o’clock.
Sunday, February 2, 1913: It was a very tight fit. The girls slept with me. It was very nice, especially where one must cling to the very edge for fear of tumbling out. I didn’t though.
Went to Sunday School this morning. Besse was out. We had ice cream today. Second time. Rufus took Helen home this evening, that is they both went to Christian Endeavor, but I stayed to studying General History. It’s awfully cold here, so I’m going to be. Good-night.
Monday, February 3, 1913: It was simply enchanting this morning. The snow came down in fluffy flakes. It was an unusual sight. Had a pain this morning. Guess four dishes of ice cream was most too much for my capacity.
Tuesday, February 4, 1913: We had an exam in General History this morning. It was a review of all we had gone over this year. I was so afraid I’d make a sorry mark, so I began to review but I didn’t get over it all. I got some things wrong, but then I know I got more right. At least I think so.
Wednesday, February 5, 1913: Nothing very much for today. Went up to practice this evening.
Thursday, February 6, 1913: About the same as yesterday.
Friday, February 7, 1913: We had our literary meeting this afternoon and also elected officers to take the place of the old ones. They had to go and elect me president.
Saturday, February 8, 1913: Went to Watsontown this morning to get some stuff for a box social. Ruth and I went up to McEwensville this evening. I did not spend a very enjoyable evening since the person I wanted to get my box didn’t get it and the person I didn’t want to get it got it. Rode home with Ruth and her friend. He’s one of the bald-headed types.
Sunday, February 9, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. I forget to study my catechize lesson, so I didn’t know it very well.
Monday, February 10, 1913: Had to go up to practice again this evening. Really I don’t think it is as interesting as I imagined it would be.
Tuesday, February 11, 1913: We are trying to get a program in sway for our next meeting.
Wednesday, February 12, 1913: Whose birthday is it? I heard that question asked today. Knew it before anyway. Was weighed today. Not very pleasant news. It was a pound more than last time, but I owe some of that to heavier clothing.
At last we have our subject to write upon. Titled the American Revolution. Wonder if I could get the gold piece. At least I intent to try and do my best.
Thursday, February 13, 1913: Have started my American Revolution essay. I have the introduction written.
Friday, February 14, 1913: Cupid didn’t send me any valentines. Didn’t feel very well this morning.
My dearest sister was going to a box social, and then didn’t go because no one came for her. I’m glad I wasn’t going for then I would have been disappointed.
Saturday, February 15, 1913: Was so disappointed this morning. Thought perhaps Ma would go shopping this morning, but she didn’t.
Sunday, February 16, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Carrie was over this afternoon.
Monday, February 17, 1913: I have discovered the fact that I am getting a new nail on my once sore thumb.
Tuesday, February 18, 1913: Please excuse me for today. I haven’t much material to write about.
Wednesday, February 19, 1913: We went up to practice this evening, and then didn’t have any after all.
Thursday, February 20, 1913: Am working at my essay. I have it pretty well on its way.
Friday, February 21, 1913: Our Literary Society met again today. It is rather fun being president.
Saturday, February 22, 1913: Mother and I went on a shopping expedition this morning. I doubted whether we’d ever get to Milton. The train was late, and it looked rainy. Ma got me a gray jacket suit, two waists, one is silk, and a pair of shoes which I think I will keep for graduation.
Sunday, February 23, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Initiated my new suit by falling down. The wind blew my hat off and in racing after it, I fell when I went to pick it up.
Monday, February 24 1913 : My essay is almost done, all but the conclusion. Think it will be finished by tomorrow night.
Tuesday, February 25, 1913: I’ve forgotten. Finished essay.
Wednesday, February 26, 1913: We practiced tonight.
Thursday, February 27, 1913: Had an exam in Geometry this morning. Wasn’t hard after all. Tis raining cats and dogs tonight.
Friday, February 28, 1913: We got out of school real early this afternoon, so I visited the Primary awhile.
Saturday, March 1, 1913:
The month of March, ah welcome sound
You bring to us a coming spring.
Where glimpse of leaf and budding flower,
Awake to us this glorious thing.
Today was a busy one for me. Ma got mad at me, but it’s over by this time. Rufus has gone up to Tweet’s to stay til tomorrow evening. I got my fee in advance.
Sunday, March 2, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Besse and Curt were out this afternoon. Went to church this evening.
Monday, March 3, 1913: Nothing much for today.
Tuesday, March 4, 1913: Today was quite an eventful day. Took my waist up this morning. We went up to practice this evening. I now think we are making some progress.
Wednesday, March 5, 1913: We had a class meeting tonight to decide some things. One was we selected our invitations.
Thursday, March 6, 1913: I got pretty cold today. My hands got rather chilly coming home from school. Ma and Ruth went up to Oakes.
Friday, March 7, 1913: Ruth and I went to a candy box social up at Smith’s School house tonight. We walked up but rode home with her cavalier. I don’t think I’ll be tar bucket any more.
Saturday, March 8, 1913: It was kind of dull here today. Nothing much of anything doing.
Sunday, March 9, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. It was so nice out. Felt most too warm with my jacket on going up.
Monday, March 10, 1913: It rained tonight so we didn’t go up to practice.
Tuesday, March 11, 1913: We decided tonight to have our play on the fifth of April.
Wednesday, March 12, 1913: Am trying to write my essay.
Thursday, March 13, 1913: Nothing doing.
Friday, March 14, 1913: Nothing doing
Saturday, March 15, 1913: We had company today. Didn’t think at first they’d come, for it was so rainy.
Sunday, March 16, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Was over to Carrie’s this afternoon.
Monday, March 17, 1913: The green was in evidence today. Got caught in a blizzard this morning going to school but it didn’t last very long.
Ruth and I went to a party this evening up at McEwensville. It was going to be a surprise party, but it didn’t quite turn out that way.
Tuesday, March 18, 1913: Carrie came home from the party this morning. I had a very nice time. Went to another party tonight. Think this will be about enough for this week. Didn’t have quite as good a time tonight as I had last night.
Wednesday, March 19, 1913: Got it put on me tonight. Nothing serious though. Think I’ll soon recover.
Thursday, March 20, 1913: Am resting and sleeping like a log from my two nights out. Am glad this is the last day of winter.
Friday, March 21, 1913: Seems rather queer to be eighteen. I realize I am getting old. Am tugging away at my old essay. It is almost finished.
Saturday, March 22, 1913: Didn’t do so very much today.
Sunday, March 23, 1913: Easter Sunday. Quite a few joined the church this afternoon. I would have liked to but decided otherwise. The Bunny didn’t bring me any eggs. Rufus got three and Jimmie got two.
Monday, March 24, 1913: These days are rather dull.
Tuesday, March 25, 1913: Didn’t get home from practice till about half past eleven. So you see I didn’t get my lessons out either.
Wednesday, March 26, 1913: Teacher gave the school a lecture, but it was really meant for me. I don’t think what I did was so bad, but I guess I won’t do it again. I might catch it right there.
Thursday, March 27, 1913: There was quite a flood here today. Had to go a different way to get to school.
Ruth’s school stopped today. Had to help carry some stuff over there this morning. I got rather tired with carrying it and got my dress all wet in the bargain.
Friday, March 28, 1913: Am glad this is the last school day for this week. I guess, I’ll be glad when school stops. Am counting the days.
Saturday, March 29, 1913: Ma and I went to Milton this morning. The chief object of which was the buying of me a graduation dress. It is a plain white batiste to be trimmed with lace insertion and edging. I got some other things besides. Ma bought a piano. I’m so glad for now I can learn to play.
Sunday, March 30, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Went to Carrie’s this afternoon and went to church with Rufus this evening. Just got home a while ago. Don’t have my lessons out very well for tomorrow, but anyhow, I’m not going to get them out tonight.
Monday, March 31, 1913: We had quite a time tonight as to having the play next Saturday night. Thought maybe it would end there and there would be no play at all. At last we came to a decision and the affair comes off on the fifth.
Took my dress up to get it made this morning.
Tuesday, April 1, 1913:
The beginning of April or the time to be fooled.
To make people mad and make people gay
It’s the time of the year which we all must fear.
So be very careful about what others say.
April fooled some people today. And got fooled some myself. We had quite a row tonight while practicing.
Wednesday, April 2, 1913: About the same as the other days.
Thursday, April 3, 1913: My graduating dress is almost done. I think it will be very pretty.
Friday, April 4, 1913: We practiced for the last time tonight. Am glad it is over. This certainly has been a late to get to bed week for me and I am beginning to feel the effects of it. They blackened me up tonight. I had an awful time a-getting it off my face afterwards.
Saturday, April 5, 1913: Tonight expect to stand before an audience and make them smile. I caught a fish this afternoon, and I didn’t’ go a fishing either.
Our play went off pretty well, although we did make some slight mistakes. I cut quite a splash after I was all fixed up. We made over twenty dollars, but our expenses come out of that.
Sunday, April 6, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon.
Monday, April. 7, 1913: There isn’t much for today.
Tuesday, April 8, 1913: Am trying to learn my essay. I know about half of it.
Wednesday, April 9, 1913: Got my report card today. Had quite a fall in deportment. I must be really very bad. Began to address my invitations this evening.
Thursday, April 10, 1913: Have ‘em all addressed by this time unless I make up my mind to send some more. Have three left over. Wonder if I’ll get any presents. Just think I can soon call myself a sweet girl graduate.
Friday, April 11, 1913: I got a regular call down at school today. Made me rather mad to think I did such a thing as to deserve such a raking. Am busy making out an outline.
Saturday, April 12, 1913: Did some house-cleaning this morning.
Sunday, April 13, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Took dinner with Carrie.
Monday, April, 14, 1913: Nothing very much a doing.
Tuesday, April 15, 1913: Tomorrow witnesses the beginnings of our final examinations. I do hope that I’ll pass.
Wednesday, April 16, 1913: We had three today. Think I passed all three of them. Was trying to work some problems this evening, but got stuck on some of them.
Thursday, April 17, 1913: Our exams are now entirely over. I think I passed. No more will examinations at school bother me.
Friday, April 18, 1913: Our class was invited out to supper this evening. It broke up rather early. My first presents arrived today. A gold hat pin and a handkerchief.
Saturday, April 19, 1913: Did quite a lot today. Am a little tired. Ma gave me a two dollar bill.
Sunday, April 20, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon.
Monday, April 21, 1913: I’m not doing very much studying now since final examinations are over.
Tuesday, April 22, 1913: Just one more day and then my school days will be ended. I believe I’ll feel rather sorry when they are all past. I hope it will be nice tomorrow and everything goes off all right in the evening.
Wednesday, April 23, 1913: The work of twelve long years is over. I have long looked forward to this. My last day at high school. It has come and with it a mixture of sadness and pleasure.
Two of my cousins came on the train to attend commencement. I had quite a time getting dressed, for buttons were bound to come off and strings to break.
At last I arrived at the church. We marched in and so on up to the front of the church, where we took seats in uncomfortable chairs and managed to sit out the evening. I recited my essay without a mental breakdown and then at last all was over, after which came congratulations and well wishes.
I am quite pleased with my presents. I received four today.
Graduating didn’t go very hard for me. I was sorry when all was over.
Succeeded in going to school every day for the last four years.
Thursday, April 24, 1913: I had no idea that I would be so tired. I guess last night was not too much for me. Went up to McEwensville this morning, but not to go to school, for that indeed is past for me. I got home just in time to see the girls off on the train. My presents still seem to be pouring in. This morning I got a dress by parcel post.
Friday, April 25, 1913: Had company a little while this afternoon. I am sure I looked pretty seedy.
Saturday, April 26, 1913: Nothing much doing.
Sunday, April 27, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Tweet came along home with me. Today was a very rainy day.
Monday, April 28, 1913: I hardly knew what to do today. I guess I’ll have to blame it on the rain.
Tuesday, April 29, 1913: Ruth and I went up to Oakes this evening. Made a trip up to McEwensville this afternoon.
Wednesday, April 30, 1913: I saw a horse running off this morning, and was rather shocked to see it land in a ditch, where it staid until it was yanked out.
Thursday, May 1, 1913:
Where the trees put on their green,
When the flowers unfold in beauty
When all nature seems to sing,
Then we know that May is on duty.
Mother and I went to Milton this morning. Shouldn’t everybody notice but what she gets tired of carting me along and buying me things.
I had my pictures taken in the same outfit I wore at commencement, so now I will sure know what I looked like when I graduated.
Friday, May 2, 1913: Dear old Ruthie went to Sunbury this morning and isn’t coming home until tomorrow night. Rather miss the kid too. I’m afraid I’ll soon have to begin to watch cows for that time is now at hand.
Saturday, May 3, 1913: My thoughts this evening are hardly worth writing about.
Sunday, May 4, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Although it is over a week since commencement, I received a present today. Making eighteen in all.
Monday, May 5, 1913: Got my proofs this morning. In one I look rather mad. Cleaned a closet this afternoon. Expect to get some more of it tomorrow.
Tuesday, May 6, 1913: These days of spring bring to me the same tasks which vary little from one day to another.
Wednesday, May 7, 1913: Haven’t done much today to make this entry interesting. Besse was out here this morning.
Thursday, May 8, 1913: Rufus was busy shining up the piano, desk, etc. with varnish. It’s rather difficult to keep from getting in it, and then you have to handle your fingers so gingerly. I’ve been warned several times.
Friday, May 9, 1913: The weather has quite suddenly changed and it is very cold. That’s all I have to write about.
Saturday, May 10, 1913: Nothing much doing today. I got my diploma this evening. The ones we had at commencement were fakes.
Sunday, May 11, 1913: Mother’s Day. Went to Sunday School this morning. Managed to while away the time for I didn’t go any place, because I didn’t.
Monday, May 12, 1913: No important events to record.
Tuesday, May 13, 1913: Started to earn my dollar washing off the kitchen ceiling. Want to get it finished by tomorrow. The Bryson girls were down.
Wednesday, May 14, 1913: Nothing much doing, but the doing of rubbing, scrubbing, etc.
Thursday, May 15 and Friday, May 16, 1913: Doing nothing of any account.
Saturday, May 17, 1913: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. There was a big time going on in there. The celebration of something. I don’t just know exactly what. There must have been at least four or five different bands. I’m pretty tired by this time. Had to do all the milking after I came home.
Sunday, May 18, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Had to hurry some while on the way, for I thought I would be later and I was.
Monday, May 19, 1913: Saw the kitchen papered this afternoon. It looks quite stylish.
Tuesday, May 20, 1913: Suggested the idea to the Mater of buying Ruthie and me a nice little wooden wagon in which to haul milk over to the spring, and this would save us from breaking our backs for that can of milk is almost a dead weight.
Wednesday, May 21, 1913: Didn’t feel very well with morning, so I tried to take it out in making Ruthie miserable. Although I don’t I succeeded.
Thursday, May 22, 1913: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. It was rather muddy, and my shoes were a sight.
Friday, May 23, 1913: It was rather a dreary day today. Got three more presents today. Mother was up to Turbotville and brought them home with her. Wish it would stop raining soon.
Saturday, May 24, 1913: Ma started to make my dress I got for a graduation present. I want it finished by May 30th.
Sunday, May 25, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Was rather lonesome this afternoon.
Monday, May 26, 1913: I haven’t got much to write about for today. At present I feel extremely sleepy.
Tuesday, May 27, 1913: It’s raining again like it did last week. Nothing much doing.
Wednesday, May 28, 1913: My dress is finished and ready to wear whenever that time comes.
Thursday, May 29, 1913: I was very much disappointed this morning. I had planned where to go tomorrow with a friend and then received a letter saying she couldn’t come. I made a wreath this afternoon and hunted up some wild ferns.
Friday, May 30, 1913: Went up to McEwensville this morning as I planned to do some time ago. There wasn’t any band and not so many people. Wanted to go to Watsontown this afternoon to see the cemetery, but didn’t have anyone to go with. After thinking it over I decided to go as I believed I would feel miserable if I staid at home. The slippers I had on made me awful tired and began to wonder how I would get myself home. The problem was solved when I got a chance to ride where-upon I considered myself quite fortunate.
Saturday, May 31, 1913: What I did today was far from being romantic. I had to help plant taters this afternoon.
Sunday, June 1, 1913:
What is so rare as a day in June,
For then if ever comes perfect days,
When song of bird and hum of bees
Bring to us fair summer’s sweetest day.
Went to Sunday school this afternoon. Took my time a getting home. I heard some of the best speaking I have ever listened to this evening. A converted Jew talked about some of the customs of the Jewish people in the Reformed Church at McEwensville.
Monday, June 2, 1913: About the same as any other day. Didn’t do anything of note.
Tuesday, June 3, 1913: Had the luck to prick two of my fingers. They hurt some for awhile.
Wednesday, June 4, 1913: Nothing doing, therefore not worth writing about.
Thursday, June 5, 1913: Nothing doing, therefore not worth writing about.
Friday, June 6, 1913: Nothing doing, therefore not worth writing about.
Saturday, June 7, 1913: Didn’t do very much today, as there wasn’t very much to do.
Sunday, June 8, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. From there I went along home with Margaret. Spent the afternoon and I came home later on.
Monday, June 9, 1913: Our dear Ruthie left this morning for Washington DC. Wonder what I will do without. She won’t be home for a week at least. I surely will be lonely while she’s gone.
Am fixing my last summer’s white dress. It got too tight around the waist. Isn’t that a calamity?
Tuesday, June 10, 1913: Nothing much doing.
Wednesday, June 11, 1913: Besse came out this evening to stay overnight and take care of us for Pop was away.
Thursday, June 12, 1913: I was a bad girl today and am taking myself to task.
When Pa came home he brought me a graduating present. It was the crowning star of them all: a five dollar bill.
Friday, June 13, 1913: Started to take music lessons today. Went up to McEwensville this afternoon on some business.
Saturday, June 14, 1913: Nothing much doing.
Sunday, June 15, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Children’s Day Services were held up at the church this evening, which I attended, although Ruth wasn’t here to be my escort.
Monday, June 16, 1913: After having been absent about for a week Ruthie returned at last this evening. Now it won’t be so lonesome for me. She brought me a souvenir and ever so much to talk about.
Hail stones rained from the sky in great abundance after she got here.
Tuesday, June 17, 1913: A feeling of weariness creeps o’er me, as a result of too much stooping yesterday.
June 18, June 19, June 20, 1913: These days are filled with uneventful proceedings not worth mentioning.
Saturday June 21, 1913: My music teacher came this morning, and I spent a long hour in taking my lesson.
Sunday, June 22, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon.
Monday, June 23, 1913: Nothing much doing.
Tuesday, June 24, 1913: Can’t say I have much for today either. These June days seem to have very little to do with me.
Wednesday, June 25, 1913: Went up to McEwensville this afternoon to transact some very important business, or rather so it seemed to me.
Now what could it be? Nothing less than that I sent off for a camera. I’ve wanted one for a long time, but thought I could hardly afford it. I was reminded that I really wanted it only by finding a camera catalog up in the garret yesterday. And as I had earned almost five dollars during the last two weeks, I carried the project through.
Thursday, June 26, 1913: A busy bee, I cannot be by the looks of this entry.
Friday, June 27, 1913: I forget what I did today.
Saturday, June 28, 1913: Got initiated into the hay field this afternoon, and I can say that I didn’t stay there very long either.
Sunday, June 29, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Tweet came down this evening.
Monday, June 30, 1913: I’m getting a liberal covering of tan on my arms. As for my hands they experienced that some time ago.
Tuesday, July 1, 1913
The hottest month of the whole year ‘round.
We may surely call July
When the sun shines down and makes us brown.
Then, oh then we often sigh.
[For a day in winter.]
The beginning of this month finds me at the same things I was doing yesterday.
Wednesday, July 2, 1913: It’s most too hot to do anything important so I need to write about the weather. Oh yes, I recollect, I did pick some cherries this afternoon for one thing.
Thursday, July 3, 1913: I and a pig ran a race this evening. It led me up and down the road three or four times. I wonder how much speck I lost.
Friday, July 4, 1913: Wasn’t much celebrating done at this house today. I saw a balloon go up or rather I saw it after it had gone up. Saw a few fireworks this evening, but that was at a distance.
Saturday, July 5, 1913: Ruth and I went up to McEwensville this evening. I wanted to go up to church. There was a festival, so I went there for awhile, but didn’t have a very good time.
Sunday, July 6, 1913: I went through a solemn duty this morning. I jointed the church and was baptized. I must strive to keep the promises.
Monday, July 7, 1913: Went into Watsontown this afternoon to see if my camera was there, nor was I mistaken. It was in a big box. I carried it home anyway. Wonder if anyone one laughed at me. Perhaps I did look funny.
Tuesday, July 8, 1913: Pa picked up a little boy who is going to work for him. I have to room with Ruth now.
Wednesday, July 9, 1913: Not so very much doing today.
Thursday, July 10, 1913: Ditto
Friday, July 11, 1913: Went to Watsontown this morning. We were surprised today, when it was discovered that the little boy had run off.
Saturday, July 12, 1913: I had to help load wheat today. That is something I never did before. Not any too good at it either.
Sunday, July 13, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Had to wait awhile after church before starting home because it was raining. Just got home in time before it commenced again. I’m glad I didn’t get another drenching. Got a good one yesterday so that was enough.
Monday, July 14, 1913: Didn’t feel very good today and did feel very miserable. I’m not really sick, but sick at heart over something else.
Tuesday, July 15, 1913: Nothing doing.
Wednesday, July 16, 1913: Nothing doing.
Thursday, July 17, 1913: Nothing doing.
Friday, July 18, 1913: We had company this evening.
Saturday, July 19, 1913: Had company again, but I didn’t make my appearance, since I did not consider myself presentable.
Sunday, July 20, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Ruther and I went up to church this evening.
Monday, July 21, 1913: Picked blackberries this morning and rather enjoyed it. My time seems very much occupied these days. I help load hay, which I really don’t mind so very much and then there is my music to keep me busy and some other things.
Tuesday, July 22, 1913: Nothing much going.
Wednesday, July 23, 1913: Did some sewing today.
Thursday, July 24, 1913: This afternoon seemed so long to me because it rained for a long while.
Friday, July 25, 1913: Not worth writing about.
Saturday, July 26, 1913: Ma wanted me to keep digging at my music this morning. I don’t like to practice very well.
Sunday, July 27, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon
Monday, July 28 – Thursday, July 31, 1913: Nothing very much doing for these days. It’s so terrible hot and I have a hard time of it just doing nothing. I’d hate to go anyplace such weather as this is.
Friday August 1, 1913:
The month of August with skies serene
Smiles upon this world again.
Let us welcome her with open arms,
For sweet summer cannot always reign.
A big thunderstorm came up this afternoon. Just before it got here, I had gone off to one of the neighbors and Ma not knowing where I was had quite a hunt for me.
Saturday, August 2, 1913: I don’t remember exactly.
Sunday, August 3, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Didn’t go anyplace this afternoon although I would have liked to.
Monday, August 4, 1913: Guess I won’t have much to do in the fields now for awhile and I’m not very sorry. One of Ruth’s former teachers was here to see her this morning.
Tuesday, August 5, 1913: What would you write, when you had nothing to write about?
Wednesday, August 6, 1913: That’s all.
Thursday, August 7, 1913: Ma threatens me with my music and wants me to practice more.
Friday, August 8, 1913: Nothing doing.
Saturday, August 9, 1913: Nothing doing. Had company today.
Sunday, August 10, 1913: We have decided to have our S.S. picnic next Wed. So many things are coming so close together this month.
Monday, August 11, 1913: Am busy planning.
Tuesday, August 12, 1913: Am busy planning.
Wednesday, August 13, 1913: Today we had our S.S. picnic up at the creek. Not all that were invited came, but still I guess we had a good time. I initiated by camera by taking two pictures.
Thursday, August 14, 1913: Nothing much doing.
Friday, August 15, 1913: Ma finished a lavender gingham dress for me. I’ve had it for some time. I wanted to make it myself, but Ma didn’t want me to.
Saturday, August 16, 1913: Went out to Alma’s this morning on the train. We went to a festival over at California this evening. That was the first country festival I was ever to. We went up to the Hall this afternoon to tap the packers and then we swiped a dish of ice cream. When we finished it, we washed the dish and spoon in salt water.
Sunday, August 17, 1913: I missed going to Sunday School this morning at McEwensville for the first time since January. Alma and I went to church this morning at Turbotville. While in church a dog came in and made his way up front and from there onto the pulpit, walked around awhile and then went out. I couldn’t keep from smiling.
Monday, August 18, 1913: Left Alma’s this morning and walked over to Ottawa. Called on my uncles this afternoon. Came home on the afternoon train. I met quite a few people while away.
Tuesday, August 19, 1913: Went to a party over at Stout’s this evening. Had quite a nice time. July 27, 1912 – Aug 19, 1913: I can’t forget that.
Wednesday, August 20, 1913: Worked more than usual at my music this afternoon. A cousin of Ma’s came, so then I didn’t practice any more.
Thursday, August 21, 1913: Am trying to learn to crochet. I’d like to be able to do that ever so very much.
Friday, August 22, 1913: Nothing much doing.
Saturday, August 23, 1913: Ruth and I went to a festival up at McEwensville this evening.
Sunday, August 24, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. This afternoon I walked out to Margaret’s. We had a dandy time together and spent it to advantage.
Monday, August 25, 1913: Nothing much doing.
Tuesday, August 26, 1913: Ruthie and I commenced on this pictures this afternoon. We made a negative. This evening we went to a party up at Bryson’s. There were so many there and lots that I didn’t know.
Wednesday, August 27, 1913: I believe the pictures will be a success after all. Printed three this afternoon and we made another negative.
Thursday, August 28, 1913: Nothing doing.
Friday, August 29, 1913: Five of my pictures are finished. There are most too pale to be good but better than what I expected.
Saturday, August 30, 1913: The Lutherans had a Sunday School picnic down at the park today. Of course, I went. Had a pretty good time, but I guess I ate too much from the way I feel now.
Sunday, August 31, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Dear old Margaret came along home with me to spend the day. Tweetie came home with Ruth. Got Ruth to take a picture of Margaret and me. The first one she spoiled and in the next one Peggy moved, so I don’t know yet how my pictures are going to pan out.
I just want to add that I was so fortunate this morning as to get an automobile ride.
Monday, September 1, 1913:
Another month to greet us comes.
September with her golden scenes.
Is here once more to tell us that
Tis not for long e’er autumn intervenes.
Again and yet again comes the opening of school. Again chimes the dear old bell in the belfry of the ne’er to be forgotten M.H.S. No more can I respond to its summons. No more can I hasten back to my beloved studies and bury myself in their wisdom. No more can I taste of the sweetness of school days. There are indeed past, but their memory lingers still.
Tuesday, September 2, 1913: Papa was very sick today. He fainted this morning. I was scart quite a bit for I thought he was worse than what he really was.
Wednesday, September 3, 1913: An old buzz of a threshing machine is hissing away outside now. I suppose I’ll have a nice time tomorrow.
Thursday, September 4, 1913: I guess most any one could guess what followed for today.
Friday, September 5, 1913: I have such a pretty piece of music. I think I’ll have this one in better condition than my other ones, because I like it and it isn’t very hard.
Saturday, September 6, 1913: I made some cookies this morning—and fortunately we all have pretty good teeth.
Sunday, September 7, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. We got a most refreshing rain towards evening. Ruthie is away to spend the day and I had the milking to do.
Monday, September 8, 1913: Nothing very much.
Tuesday, September 9, 1913: Went to Watsontown this afternoon to get some things.
Wednesday, September 10, 1913: Didn’t feel the best the morning. Commenced reading a book.
Thursday, September 11, 1913: Nothing much.
Friday, September 12, 1913: I’ve forgotten for today.
Saturday, September 13, 1913: This day is a good bit like some other days.
Sunday, September 14, 1913: We got company today for a wonder. It was Alma and her folks. They took us by surprise.
Ruth and I went up to church this evening. They had Harvest Home services.
Monday, September 15, 1913: For one thing I’ve had a splitting headache this afternoon and it still continues.
Tuesday, September 16 – Friday, September 19, 1913: Nothing much of importance happened during these days. I have to help Pa some and get put at rolling for one thing. Of course I had my mishaps even to going off of the roller. That work is all done by this time.
Saturday, September 20, 1913: I picked and picked at the potatoes today till there weren’t any more to pick and then I stopped. My hands presented quite a spectacle by the time I was through from being so badly stained. I don’t care though, Pa gave me a dollar.
Sunday, September 21, 1913: Went to Sunday School all afternoon. It rained nearly all afternoon. Ruth and I were in quite a pickle about getting home. She had on her bestest dress. The question was solved when a nice boy brought us home in his buggy.
Monday, September 22, 1913: Walked the coats I borrowed yesterday back this morning.
Tuesday, September 23, 1913: Don’t know how to express myself.
Wednesday, September 24, 1913: Nothing much continues.
Thursday, September 25, 1913: Went to Watsontown this morning. I’m on duty now out in the corn field. The beginning took place this afternoon. Somehow or other I imaged I would accomplish more than what I did. This is an opportunity to earn some money of which I always seem in need.
Friday, September 26, 1913: Still pegging away.
Saturday, September 27, 1913: Ditto
Sunday, September 28, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Most of the people went away this morning leaving Ma and me at home. I got pretty lonesome for awhile, but afterwards got company.
Monday, September 29 – Tuesday, September 30, 1913: These days have come and gone. They ground me working on my job.
Wednesday, October 1, 1913
October comes with the colder days
Dresses the trees in gayest attire.
Garners the harvest in fields far and near
Into great heaps that all may admire.
Thursday, October 2, 1913: This is Fair week but not so the weather. Not going this year, so I won’t take it as hard as some.
Friday, October 3, 1913: Ma and I staid at home today, while the rest of the family attended the Fair. To while away the time I got at my pictures and was quite satisfied with the result.
Saturday, October 4, 1913: Working for wages.
Sunday, October 5, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Am now the possessor of a troublesome cold.
Monday, October 6 – Wednesday, October 8, 1913: I’ve husked about ten loads of corn by this time. My hands are sore and roughened, but I didn’t care very much. I’m thinking of what I’m earning.
Thursday, October 9 – Friday, October 10, 1913: About the same as other days.
Saturday, October 11, 1913: Received part of my pay today. It amounted to twelve dollars. I feel quite rich now. This surely ought to help me out in a pinch.
Sunday, October 12, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Ruth and I went up to church this evening. It was so nice and moonlight. Some of the girls walked down the road with us coming home.
Monday, October 13, 1913: It’s a good bit colder now, than what it was a week ago. I’m glad because it feels more comfortable.
Tuesday, October 14 – Friday, October 17, 1913: Nothing worth writing about for these days. Don’t go any place or do anything of much importance.
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.
Sunday, October 19, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Then it commenced to rain, but got home alright after all.
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.
Saturday, October 25, 1913: Ma and Jim went to Milton this morning. They both got new beds. Ruth also has her fine apparel. I am beginning to wonder when poor insignificant me can sport something new.
Sunday, October 26, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Took my umbrella but it didn’t rain. Other Sundays when it rains my umbrella is likely to be at home. No one came this afternoon and I didn’t go any place, but managed to put the time in somehow.
Monday, October 27, 1913: At last and for the first time Ruth is going to pay back some of the entertaining she owes. She is going to give a Halloween Masquerade party. I suggested it over a month ago. I almost gave the thing up last week, but now the invitations are out and I’m fixing things up to beat the kill.
Tuesday, October 28, 1913: Working away as usual.
Wednesday, October 29, 1913: Ditto.
Thursday, October 30, 1913: Everything is almost ready for the party and I am anticipating the fun we will have.
Friday, October 31, 1913: At last this old house sees a party. It was fun to see the guests arrive. There were gowned in many crazy ways. One fellow wore a skirt with hoops and looked too silly for anything. We also had a clown, a ghost, and a witch. The rest were dressed in any old way. As for the false faces, they were about as ugly as could be. There were twenty-one in all and made quite a merry company.
As it was Halloween, one of the guests caught it. Someone unhitched his buggy and carted it away, but it was found at last.
Saturday, November 1, 1913:
November now is here again
Upon her scenes we’ll linger
Thanksgiving comes e’er she has gone
We count the days upon our fingers.
Not much sleep came to my eyes this morning. Ma got me up at half past four to dry the dishes left from the party. I tell you it was quite a mess, but it was accomplished at last.
Didn’t do much of anything as I was too much done up and by good luck it happened that there wasn’t much to do. Did feel lonesome after all the festivity here last night.
Sunday, November 2, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. We didn’t have church, so I went for a walk with one of the girls.
Monday, November 3, 1913: Have settled into my old unromantic ways again, so that is why I don’t have much to write.
Tuesday, November 4, 1913: How can I express my feelings for today? I ask myself this question. I may say that an unlooked for pleasure came to pass and filled my day with dreams. As to whether they will be ever realized the future alone can tell.
Wednesday, November 5, 1913: If ever a girl heard high-tone language, I heard some this afternoon.
This doesn’t happen very often, but this afternoon I came to earth with a thud. Was positive there were no spectators, bat afterwards learned that I had been mistaken.
Thursday, November 6, 1913: Had my first experience in banking this afternoon, when I had a check cashed for the amount of four hundred dollars. That was the largest sum of money I ever walked around with.
With five others walked to Watsontown to attend an entertainment. I enjoyed it ever so much. One part was so laughable that it became hard for me to sit still. My sides sill hurt and the tears came.
Friday, November 7, 1913: Pa’s away now and we kids have the things to look after. I ought to practice my music more than I have, so I may have it in a better condition than what I do.
Saturday, November 8, 1913: Nothing much to write.
Sunday, November 9, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning although I doubted at first whether I would get there or not. It rained pretty hard before I was ready and rained coming home. Got the back of my coat rather wet.
Monday, November 10, 1913: The first snow of the Winter lay upon the ground this morning. I was rather surprised when I looked out of my window and saw that the earth was clothed in white. Was pretty cold today. Hugged the stove part of the time.
Tuesday, November 11, 1913: Nothing, nothing.
Wednesday, November 12, 1913: Went to Watsontown this afternoon.
Thursday, November 13, 1913: Am trying to fix one of my winter <missing word>. Wonder how it will turn out. I am good at doing awful sewing.
Friday, November 14, 1913: My music teacher didn’t think, or I mean she did think, that I hadn’t practiced my lesson any too much. It didn’t surprise me any for I didn’t put much work on it.
Saturday, November 15, 1913: My love of a sister and I went to Milton this morning on a shopping tour. I got the daintiest hat I’ve ever had for a while. It is black velvet, trimmed with old rose ribbon and pink velvet flowers.
Sunday, November 16, 1913: So disappointing, I wanted to wear my new hat to church this afternoon, but it was raining, and so I wore my old faithful brown hat that the water can’t hurt. I have a cold now for a change. I cough, sneeze, and pinch my nose.
Monday, November 17, 1913: Mother went to Turbotville this morning. I kept house while she was gone. She returned with sad news. Grandpap died this morning.
Tuesday, November 18, 1913: Nothing much.
Wednesday, November 19, 1913: Ditto
Thursday, November 20, 1913: My Mollie’s calf over which I have been rejoicing for the past week or two on account of his bigness was sold this afternoon. He weighed 164 pounds. I had figured out a week or so ago that he would just have to weigh at least 145 pounds. Haven’t I something to be thankful for?
Friday, November 21, 1913: Ruth and I went to Turbotville this morning on the train to attend the funeral.
Saturday, November 22, 1913: Nothing of importance.
Sunday, November 23, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. The Lutherans gave a thank offering this evening. Was present.
Monday, November 24, 1913: Cleaned the kitchen today. Feel rather tired and sleepy by this time.
Tuesday, November 25, 1913: Nothing to write.
Wednesday, November, 26, 1913: Ditto
Thursday, November 27, 1913: Thanksgiving—Spent the day at home reading a book. No one came and so the time passed on and the day is almost spent.
Friday, November 28, 1913: Can’t say that I suffered from the gout today, even if yesterday was Thanksgiving.
Saturday, November 29, 1913: Put things in some kind of order here, but how long they’ll stay goodness only knows.
Sunday, November 30, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon.
Monday, December 1, 1913:
The very last, December comes
That month that is held so dear
With a shout of mirth
We welcome the birth
For the month that dies the year.
It seems to me that old father time must be running a race with something or other, the days spin ‘round so swiftly.
Tuesday, December 2, 1913: Now if I was an energetic girl, I’d have these pages filled with things overflowing of great doings, but alas and alack, it’s actually the reverse.
Wednesday, December 3, 1913: Nothing——-That word I have good use for.
Thursday, December 4, 1913: Ditto
Friday, December 5, 1913: Ditto
Saturday, December 6, 1913: The whole family was invited out for dinner today. We all went except Pa. It was up at Tweet’s place. We had something that I always had a curiosity to know what they tasted like. It was waffles.
Sunday, December 7, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. It proved to be rather rainy. Made a call this afternoon. Ruth and I were going to church this evening, but it started to rain.
Monday, December, 8, 1913: Had to help Daddy with his work today. He has a sore back and can’t do much.
Tuesday, December 9, 1913: Fizzed around this morning pretending to be doing something, but in reality doing nothing. Really it is wonderful the ways I manage to put the time in.
Went to a lecture with Ruth this evening in Watsontown. Fortunately we didn’t have to walk. We rode in a carriage. The lecture was real good and I enjoyed it quite a bit.
Wednesday, December 10, 1913: Nothing of importance.
Thursday, December 11, 1913: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. Admired the Xmas fixings and other things, but I’m not going Xmas shopping until next week. Then I won’t have to keep them so long.
Friday, December 12, 1913: Not as a pupil, but as a visitor, I entered again the dear old M.H.S. this afternoon. The school room looked the same as in those by gone days when I myself was a pupil and a blockhead (sorry to say, but I am the latter yet.)
Saturday, December 13, 1913: Nothing much going on here today.
Sunday, December 14, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. My nice new hat blew off. By good fortune it didn’t land in a mud puddle, but on the grass. Came back and pinned it on for I hadn’t gone very far. Mother doesn’t know it.
Monday, December 15, 1913: Ruthie left for Sunbury this morning, also left me all the milking, but I’m pretty hardened to that.
Tuesday, December 16, 1913: Kept house today and found something to do nearly all day.
Wednesday, December 17, 1913: Went to town this afternoon to do my Xmas shopping. I managed not to spend all the money I had taken along with me, and still bought the presents I had decided upon.
Thursday, December 18, 1913: Kept house again and was this time so unfortunate as to burn the coffee. Ma was in town shopping. Wonder what she got for me. All that I know is that it came from a jeweler’s.
Friday December 19, 1913: Ruthie returned home this afternoon. The same Ruthie that went away last Monday. Wonder what she got me for Xmas.
Saturday, December 20, 1913: Ruth and I had a sorry time of it this evening. It was a tongue fight.
Sunday, December 21, 1913: Went to Sunday School this morning. Spent the day in a lonesome way, anyhow this afternoon seemed that way.
Monday, December 22, 1913: Carrie was over this afternoon. We picked out nuts. Made taffy this evening, but it didn’t get good and the nuts were wasted.
Tuesday, December 23, 1913: Made some more today. It wasn’t so bad. You see I know more about the making from experience.
Wednesday, December 24, 1913: Went to Watsontown this morning with Pa on the big wagon. This trip finished my Xmas shopping.
Ruth and I went up to McEwensville this evening to attend the Christmas services in the Lutheran Church. Was pretty dark coming home. Discovered on the way that I had left my umbrella behind me. Hope I get it again.
Thursday, December 25, 1913: The day of preparation and expectation has dawned at last. Arose earlier than usual because it was Christmas. Am very much pleased with my presents. Have fourteen of them.
Besse and Curt were out for dinner. We had roast chickens.
Am not so sorry that the day is almost over, for e’er another year has gone its round and she will be with us again.
Friday, December 26, 1913: My music teacher didn’t come this morning, perhaps on account of the snow. There was a white Christmas after all. It came in the evening.
Saturday, December 27, 1913: Expected company today, but was doomed to disappointment. No sign of cousin Alma appeared.
Sunday, December 28, 1913: Went to Sunday School this afternoon for this last time in this year. Would like to say, “I haven’t missed any,” but I can’t. The missing amounts to two.
Monday, December 29, 1913: Earned ten cents this morning a-doing darling sister’s milking. She doesn’t always pay me, but that was the bargain this morning.
Tuesday, December 30, 1913: There’s nothing much to write about for today. Am interested in reading a book that I once tried several years ago and though it too dry.
Wednesday, December 31, 1913: Cut up chicken no. 2 and got a breast bone in with the back. That’s one in many of the many failures I’ve committed this year. Wonder how many will occur next year. Hope it will be some different anyway.
Thursday, January 1, 1914:
Ring out the old, ring in the new.
Ring merry bells across the snow
The year is dying, let it go.
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
The days and weeks go marching by,
Another year is here once more.
And thus speeds on the wheel of time.
Giving to this year a mighty four.
Time flies, even here at home, where there is nothing much doing, the days quickly pass. My new year was spent at home in the usual manner.
Friday, January 2, 1914: Have a hard piece of music on hand now, which will mean some work for me if ever I am to get it in some kind of a creditable condition.
Saturday, January 3, 1914: Made a call this afternoon, so that the time wouldn’t be so tedious. I’m wishing and longing for a sleigh ride, now that there is sleighing.
Ruth and I went up to Wesner’s this evening. There were some other girls there too. Renewed my acquaintance with a former school mate whom I hadn’t seen for over three years I guess, until I saw her on Christmas eve. Had a good time.
Sunday, January 4, 1914: Our minister is going to leave soon. He preached his farewell sermon today. I am so sorry to see him go. There were some misty eyes in church this afternoon.
Monday, January 5, 1914: Tried my hand at some sewing this afternoon. Teased my mother. (She simply has to take it, when I get busy.) So passed the afternoon.
Took a header on the porch tonight, but managed to go no further than my one knee.
Tuesday, January 6, 1914: Nothing much doing.
Wednesday, January 7, 1914: Went on an errand this afternoon, but didn’t accomplish anything as the people weren’t at home. Ruthie and I went up to Oakes’ this evening.
Thursday, January 8, 1914: Went up to McEwensville this afternoon on an errand of my mother’s, although I couldn’t see that much importance was attached to it.
Friday, January 9, 1914: Nothing much doing here this afternoon. Started to read a book this afternoon. Ruth and I expect to go to a dance this evening.
Saturday, January 10, 1914: Got my first sleigh ride of the season last night. Most forgot what I did today.
Sunday, January 11, 1914: Fell down this morning carrying two big buckets full of milk. There was so much less after the fall, but as much of me remained as there was before.
Visited a friend after Sunday School this afternoon. We had no church.
Monday, January 12, 1914: Pretty cold today.
Tuesday, January 13, 1914: Ditto
Wednesday, January 14, 1914: Did some experimenting in the baking line this afternoon. Didn’t turn out so bad either. That’s ‘bout all I can think of at present.
Thursday, January 15, 1914: Well we did get our piano tuned at last. Am so glad of it. This will be more an inducement to get my lessons better.
Friday, January 16, 1914: Ruth and I went up to Oakes’ this evening. The occasion being a birthday surprise party for Al. Had a very, very fine time. He was there. That’s why I had such a good time.
Saturday, January 17, 1914: I don’t believe I slept at all this morning. Got home at two o’clock. Felt rather queer all day.
Sunday, January 18, 1914: A couple of girl friends called this afternoon.
Monday, January 19, 1914: Noting much doing this day.
Tuesday, January 20, 1914: Ditto
Wednesday, January 21, 1914: Can’t give much of an account of myself for today.
Thursday, January 22, 1914: Ruth and I went to town this evening to hear a talk given by a Jew in the Reformed Church.
Friday, January 23, 1914: Don’t remember what I did today. My memory is rather leaky.
Saturday, January 24, 1914: Went to Watsontown this afternoon, though what I went for rather puzzled me after I got started. Was in to the movies. The old pictures are rather hard on my eyes.
Had a nice time coming home through the rain without an umbrella.
Something I almost forgot. Rode down hill three or four times with Jimmie this morning. The road was nice and icy and we went quite a distance. The fun didn’t last very long for me however. I came to the conclusion that I was most too old to ride down hill.
Sunday, January 25, 1914: We didn’t have church this afternoon as there isn’t any preacher yet. Staid a while after Sunday school and then came home.
Monday, January 26, 1914: Nothing to write.
Tuesday, January 27, 1914: Read and practiced and vice versa this afternoon, and so the hours sped on.
Wednesday, January 28, 1914: Ruth and I went up to town this evening. I am in some kind of a thing that’s to be given in the church. Went up to practice. We had quite a bit of fun even if we did have to work some at making crosses.
Thursday, January 29, 1914: Am learning a speech, sometimes I manage to say quite a bit, and then I get stuck.
Friday, January 30, 1914: Was over to Carrie’s this afternoon. I’m off on a vacation now. My music teacher didn’t come this morning.
Saturday, January 31, 1914: This day presented a swelled appearance. First it rained and then rained some more until at last all these little streamlets around here just had to spread out and get big.
Sunday, February 1, 1914;
Something nice for you, I’m thinking
Yet somehow my thoughts will stray
Everyone is so much rubbish.
Tis a failure that I say.
Sunday school was this afternoon instead of this morning. I rather liked the preacher they had. Ruth and I. I was going to say since that is a phrase so often, but doesn’t fit in here after all. Well Ruth staid up at Helen’s and I went up to attend some kind of C.E. Union, any way that is my definition of it. Said services are to be held every night this week. Thurs. night is when we girls take part. Came home with Ruth since that was what I went up for.
Monday, February 2, 1914: Really there’s nothing doing for today. Got a paper, so I digested that this afternoon.
Tuesday, February 3, 1914: We went to an entertainment in Watsontown this evening. At first I doubted whether we would really get there. It was inclined to be rainy. T’was very good, but I missed part of it because we occupied a back seat.
Wednesday, February 4, 1914: Was up to service and practice this evening.
Thursday, February 5, 1914: Got through with our affair at the church. Made quite a break, and guess that made me forget part of my recitation.
Ruth has one of her friends her overnight. I went to roost on the setting room couch. I’d wake up once in a while to find it was pretty hard work
Friday, February 6, 1914: Got a cold. Guess tis the first I’ve had this winter. Didn’t feel very good today at all.
Saturday, February 7, 1914: Ruth and I went up to a social at McEwensville this evening. Had quite a favorable time. Also learned how to play up Jenkins. Our side got beat some.
Quite a funny thing happened when we started to come home. It was all Ruthie’s fault any way.
Sunday, February 8, 1914: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. Had an awful time coming home. The wind was simply terrific.
Monday, February 9, 1914: Finished reading two books today. Retired later than my usual hour.
Tuesday, February 10, 1914: Nothing doing.
Wednesday, February 11, 1914: Spent the afternoon doing some walking. One of Ruthie’s important errands.
Thursday, February 12, 1914: Cut a gash an inch long, while drying the dishes, in my hand.
Picked out nuts for a cake. Ruthie made it. It got most too stiff. Could hear her rumbling and grumbling about it for half an hour afterwards at least.
Friday, February 13, 1914: Went to town this afternoon to get some things for a box social. Besse gave me two doggies to slip in Ruth’s box when she wasn’t looking. Almost froze my right hand or rather it got pretty cold coming home.
Well, while Ruthie was eating her supper, I slipped upstairs with her box, undid the wrapping, lifted the lid, and in went the doggies, and brought the box back without arousing suspicions.
The box social and entertainment which we attended was out at her school. There wasn’t much of a crowd there, as it was snowing.
Saturday, February 14, 1914: Looked forward to a valentine this morning, but no mail carrier came as the roads were rendered impassable from the snow storm. The snow lies 18 in. deep on the ground.
Sunday, February 15, 1914: Didn’t get to Sunday School this morning as the road is not much broken. Felt quite vexed about it as I didn’t want to miss more than what I could possibly help.
Monday, February 16, 1914: Guess I’ll be kept like a prisoner this week, at least at the first part.
Tuesday, February 17 1914: Miss the mail now. Don’t get it till evening. Makes me so mad that the mail carrier is too lazy to bring it here.
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.
Thursday, February 19, 1914: Guess I just dozed this morning. Don’t ever sleep well after being out so late. Had a tired feeling all day.
Friday, February 20, 1914: Nothing much doing.
Saturday, February 21, 1914: Went to Watsontown this afternoon on important business. Came home in due time.
Sunday, February 22, 1914: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. We had church. Got a bid to a party next Fri.
Monday, February 23, 1914: Nothing hardly worthwhile.
Tuesday, February 24, 1914: Ditto
Wednesday, February 25, 1914: Something like yesterday.
Thursday, February 26, 1914: Ruth and I went up to the Institute held in the town hall this evening. Told some things I had heard before, so they really weren’t new to me.
Friday, February 27, 1914: Was badly disappointed today. All week had been enjoying the anticipation of going to a sleighing party this evening, but the reality will never be realized as the thing fell through.
Saturday, February 28, 1914: Ruth and I went up to Watsontown with Pa this evening. The senior class gave their play in the opera house. Was the best one I ever was to. Some parts certainly did call forth plenty of laughter. Can hardly begin to describe how much I enjoyed it. After seeing this I don’t feel so put out over the party. Perhaps it’ll be some other time.
Sunday, March 1, 1914:
March comes in like a howling lion,
How it goes out, I do not know.
This month at least is a howler,
Or the beginning is for the winds do blow [fiercely].
Went to Sunday School this morning. This afternoon it began to get pretty breezy and by now the winds are howling to beat the band. We had ice cream. Whether attracted by the scent or not, Besse and Curt came out. Besse usually manages to get out when we have ice cream.
Monday, March 2 – Friday, March 6, 1914: Same as ever.
Saturday, March 7, 1914: Nothing doing. Saw Mistress Ruth off on the train tonight. It was late, so I took the lantern down to act for a signal.
Sunday, March 8, 1914: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Seemed rather lonesome with Ruthie away.
Monday, March 9, 1914: Nothing to write.
Tuesday, March 10, 1914: Horrors of horrors, I had to take an awful nasty physic this morning, and I’m not the least bit sick either. Simply because I have to undergo an operation tomorrow.
Wednesday, March 11, 1914: Pa took us into town this morning to take the train for mother went along with me. Had never been to Williamsport before and rather enjoyed the trip, going up anyway. You may be sure I took in all the sights.
After we arrived in the city we went directly to the specialist’s office; there the operation was performed.
Was given chloroform and after being under its influence for about half an hour I came to. Ma told me afterwards that I yelled and groaned like everything, so it must have hurt some. I soon became conscious of a very sore throat. Two tonsils had been removed and an adenoid. Was soon able to get up and take a walk with ma. Arrived home safely. Oh my, the swallowing process is terrible.
Thursday, March 12, 1914: Ma made ice cream for me this morning. It slips down without hurting much. Had chicken broth this morning. It did make me work to get it down.
Friday, March 13, 1914: Weighed myself this morning. I had lost six pounds. My tummy is flat you can bet. Ate solid food for supper.
Saturday, March 14, 1914: Do get some good things to eat these days. It was oranges for this day. I had callers this afternoon.
Sunday, March 15 1914: Was so put out this morning. Pa said I wasn’t to go to Sunday School. I was anticipating some of the kind. I stayed at home and took a physic. Boo hoo. Carrie came over to see me.
Monday, March 16, 1914: Nothing much doing.
Tuesday, March 17, 1914: Throat is about well.
Wednesday, March 18, 1914: Nothing really worth writing about.
Thursday, March 19, 1914: Ruth and I went to a party up at town tonight. We played at progressive cards. I was the only one who didn’t progress. My skill was awarded by getting the ‘booby’ prize. It was a chocolate pig with a red ribbon round its neck.
Friday, March 20, 1914: Home 2:30. Went to sleep this afternoon and when I awoke was sleepier than ever.
Saturday, March 21, 1914: It doesn’t seem to me that this day is long in coming. Time was, when I wanted it to come, now I don’t. Am afraid it may come some day and find me an old maid.
Sunday, March 22, 1914: Went to Sunday School this morning without being told to stay at home.
Monday, March 23, 1914: Got a streak of sewing today. I get the streaks quite often in many variations. Another one is to get rid of some of my superfluous fat. 140 pounds (January) is entirely too much for a girl of my age. I don’t weigh that now, since I lost six and gained about three. Intend to take advantage of the other three and fight for dear life.
Tuesday, March 24, 1914: Finished my waist today. Got a birthday present. It came a couple of days behind time, but really doesn’t make much difference.
Wednesday, March 25, 1914: Nothing to write.
Thursday, March 26, 1914: Walked to Watsontown this afternoon with the expectation of having my nose doctored, but the doctor wasn’t at home.
Friday, March 27, 1914: Called on Carrie this afternoon.
Saturday, March 28, 1914: Sad and gloomy like the weather.
Sunday, March 29, 1914: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. Attended church, which isn’t very often since we don’t have a regular preacher as yet. Besse and Curt were here, when I got home. Am rather tired of dieting by this time. Have lost ten pounds.
Monday, March 30,1914: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. Ma’s on the sick list. I was to get some medicine.
Tuesday, March 31, 1914: <<no entry>>
Wednesday, April 1, 1914:
When the flowers begin to peep from their hiding place.
T’will be known that spring is here, spring with all her grace.
When the birds will sing their songs in the tree tops high.
Oh, then we know that April’s here and will not pass us by.
April fool, wash your face and go to school.
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Twasn’t nice and warm at all, at all.
Thursday, April 2, 1914: Nothing much doing.
Friday, April 3, 1914: Don’t remember having done anything worth writing about.
Saturday, April 4, 1914: My bouncer of a cousin Alma came over on the train this afternoon. All three of us went to a play up town. Didn’t get to bed till after 12, and then I had to sleep on the rail, it was rather fun though. Wonder I didn’t roll out.
Sunday, April 5, 1914: We went for arbutus this afternoon, but only managed to find the buds. It is late this spring. Went to church this evening and then home.
Monday, April 6, 1914: Alma went home this morning, and it seems so lonesome without her. Hauled the stuffings out of a closet this afternoon, and then hauled them back, which means that I cleaned it.
Tuesday, April 7, 1914: Back to solid earth again.
Wednesday, April 8, 1914: Nothing much. Don’t seem to have so much to do. My music lesson is easy for one thing.
Thursday, April 9, 1914: Ruth and I have returned home after escorting Carrie back from where she came from. It’s awful nice out. The moon light makes it almost as light as evening.
Friday, April 10, 1914: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. Don’t have a new hat for tomorrow. Well, you see it will be Easter, that’s why. Oh, I don’t mean tomorrow; I mean the day after tomorrow.
Saturday, April 11, 1914: Nothing much doing.
Sunday, April 12, 1914: Went to Sunday School this morning. A whole gang of us went for arbutus this afternoon. Didn’t get any though, for it’s just in bud. We had quite a walk in the bargain.
Monday, April 13, 1914: Blue Monday. Yes it was. I broke one of Ma’s relics, and things got bluer yet. Made me feel real miserable.
Tuesday, April 14, 1914: Was housekeeper today. Mother and Ruthie went on a shopping tour. Oh my, they did bring the things home. Ruth got a hat of the latest creation, trimmed and bowed for the family’s spectations.
Wednesday, April. 15, 1914: Nothing much doing today.
Thursday, April 16, 1914: Went up to town this afternoon to mail some parcel post packages. Oh dear me, and it cost eleven cents. Called on a friend and had quite a sociable chat. Went to a lecture this evening in Watsontown.
Friday, April, 17, 1914: Grandmother is here on a visit. She came yesterday. Went for arbutus. It’s out now. I want to send Alma some.
Saturday, April 18, 1914: Went to a social this evening up at town. Parcel post packages were sold at an auction. I bought a package, which, when unwrapped disclosed a handkerchief. That wasn’t a misfit, but there were some that were more. Who ever heard of a man wearing a sun bonnet or an apron. Well that’s what some of them got.
Sunday, April 19, 1914: Was storm staid at church this afternoon. Had on a pair of new shoes and no rubbers, but managed to get home all the same.
Monday, April 20, 1914: There wasn’t much coming this way except the rain.
Tuesday, April 21, 1914: There really isn’t much to write about.
Wednesday, April 22, 1914: Spend part of the day on my knees. Now I don’t mean I was trying to be good. I was cleaning house.
Thursday, April 23, 1914: Ditto—Also went up to McEwensville this evening.
Friday, April 24, 1914: Didn’t do anything hardly.
Saturday, April 25 1914: Plugging away.
Sunday, April 26, 1914: Went to Sunday School this morning. Called on a friend this afternoon.
Monday, April 27, 1914: Not worth the snap of your fingers.
Tuesday, April 28, 1914: Was going for trailing arbutus this afternoon, but the other girls didn’t have time to go, so it’s postponed til tomorrow. Developed my plates. The negatives are spotted some, where they got touched.
Wednesday, April 29, 1914: <<no entry>>
Thursday, April 30, 1914: But we went today and got all we cared to carry home. It is quite a distance and my legs ache by this time.
Friday, May 1, 1914:
Brighter days are surely dawning,
Where the flowers peep from their places,
When the birds commence their buildings,
And all things are looking fairer,
Then comes the month of May.
Pandemonium reigned today in the sitting room, and it is going to stay that way for awhile I think. Wish house cleaning days were over.
Saturday, May 2, 1914: Ditto
Sunday, May 3, 1914: Was going to a sale this afternoon but changed my mind and went someplace else. Am waiting on my thimble (Ma has it). Want to mend some holes in my socks.
Monday, May 4, 1914: Nothing much doing for today except to work.
Tuesday, May 5, 1914: Jimmie and I had a knock-out.
Wednesday, May 6, 1914: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. Didn’t want to go, for I would rather had seen some papering done.
Thursday, May 7, 1914: Two rooms got put in order for today.
Friday, May 8, 1914: <<no entry>>
Saturday, May 9, 1914: Well for the most part it rained today, which kept me indoors a good bit.
Sunday, May 10, 1914: Went to Sunday School this morning. Went home with Margaret to spend the afternoon. My, but we did do some tall walking and had a good time. My limbs have a rather sorry feeling by this time from so much exertion.
Monday, May 11, 1914: Rain, rain go away and come again some other day. Was invited to a party for this eve, but it just came down in floods, and alas, I staid at home.
Tuesday, May 12, 1914: <<no entry>>
Wednesday, May 13, 1914: Tried to turn milliner and fix up a hat. Mad over the shape, also dyed it with shoe-blackening. Later in day I missed the wonderful creation on which I had spent so much energy. It ended in Ma fessing that she had burned it. All that time wasted too. Oh my.
Thursday, May 14, 1914: Had a job this afternoon, and it lasted quite a while too.
Friday, May 15, 1914: Nothing much doing.
Saturday, May 16, 1914: Same as yesterday.
Sunday, May 17, 1914 : Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Stopped with a friend a couple of minutes.
Monday, May 18, 1914: These May days are rather lazy times. I go to bed sleepy; sleep like a top, and get up sleepy.
Tuesday, May 19, 1914: Nothing much today.
Wednesday, May 20, 1914: This afternoon I learned that I am an “auntie” for the second time. It is a little baby girl. Mingled with this new joy is a dim foreboding.
Thursday, May 21, 1914: Mother was with Besse today. I dreaded it when she came home for I was afraid she would bring bad news, but no, they filled me with glad anticipations.
Friday, May 22, 1914: I saw the dear little babe this evening. How proud I was that it was my little niece. How I longed for one, I alone know. Ruth and I attended the commencement at Watsontown.
Saturday, May 23, 1914: The little life so soon begun is ended.
Sunday, May 24 – Thursday, May 28 ,1914: Nothing much doing.
Friday, May 29, 1914: Just like some other days.
Saturday, May 30, 1914: Went up to town this morning to take in the doings. Went with a couple of friends over to Watsontown this afternoon. Saw a fat cousin.
Sunday, May 31, 1914: <<no entry>>
Monday, June 1, 1914:
Let us smile for June is here.
June this welcome of all things bright and fair.
The month that will so soon pass us by.
The month that will a flowery garment wear.
Nothing much doing in this lonely castle by the side of a brook.
Tuesday, June 2, 1914: Carrie was over. We had some gossip and some other rare tidbits. Miss Ruthie, she spends the days away now.
Wednesday, June 3, 1914: Nothing doing.
Thursday, June 4, 1914: Ditto.
Friday, June 5, 1914: Went to Watsontown this morning.
Saturday, June 6, 1914: Same as ever.
Sunday, June 7, 1914: Our former pastor was back to preach this morning. Went for a walk this afternoon.
Monday, June 8, 1914: Guess most any kind of a person would imagine what I did today. If I could have kept cool, I would have called that something accomplished, but that was out of the question.
Tuesday, June 9, 1914: Besse came out today to spend part of the week and get her sewing done.
Wednesday, June 10, 1914: Had company this afternoon. They were my cousins from up the creek.
Thursday, June 11, 1914: Besse was trying to teach me tatting today. Am awful stupid about it, but still I persist in trying to make the stuff. It takes some patience.
Friday, June 12, 1914: My music teacher had a pain this morning. Must have sympathized deeply for her, since by the time she was ready to go I had one too.
Besse went home this afternoon. Miss her some.
Saturday, June 13, 1914: This is Saturday. Not much doing.
Sunday, June 14, 1914: Heard the details of a rather unusual wedding, which took place this morning. Lots of people went that weren’t invited. Ruth was one.
Attended church this afternoon. A supply preacher was there for the afternoon. He could make his eyes flash.
Monday, June 15, 1914: My photo supplies came this morning. Hope to make some presentable pictures now. Am very tired for I was working for wages today.
Tuesday, June 16, 1914: Am as stiff as a poker, and feel worse than I don’t know what.
Wednesday, June 17, 1914: Don’t have anything for today.
Thursday, June 18, 1914: Jimmie and I were in the carpenter business this morning. I could pound my fingers, drive nails crooked, and make the boards stick together. The result is to be a home for the duck hatcher (as Jimmie calls her) and her ducks.
Friday, June 19, 1914: Simply nothing.
Saturday, June 20, 1914: Am having quite a time working these days. Hardly take time to eat my dinner.
Sunday, June 21, 1914: Went to Sunday School this morning. Was over to see Carrie this afternoon. It commenced to rain this evening. Was afraid I wouldn’t get up to town this evening. The Lutherans had Children’s’ Day services. The rain didn’t last long, so Ruth and I started out.
Monday, June 22 1914: Had quite a time at rubbing and washing today, and it wasn’t here at home either. We are going to have the church fixed over, and it was necessary to wash off the walls. One girl upset her bucket of water off a step ladder. Had to laugh. I was up near the ceiling, and my laughing made me dizzy. Came down off that ladder and staid down. Didn’t want a fate like the bucket.
Tuesday, June 23, 1914: I Boiled, Baked, and Stewed in the hot sun. Please forgive all the capitals, but I want it to stand out from this page in blaring headlines. It wasn’t a very comfortable feeling to be cooked in so many different ways.
Wednesday, June 24 1914: Haven’t got nothing, but warmed up stuff today. So there.
Thursday, June 25, 1914: Let me see, I leaded some hay for today and Daddy growled at the result. We went over to Stout’s this evening to fill up on black cherries (we haven’t any of our own). Nary a one did we get.
Friday, June 26, 1914: Oh, I had to carry the hay rope, while Ruthie led the horse.
Saturday, June 27, 1914: Was going to town this afternoon, but then was detained at home to help with the work.
Sunday, June 28, 1914: Went to Sunday School this afternoon. It was held in the Town Hall as the church is not fixed up yet. It seemed like an awful stuffy place and as hot as there was any use in being.
Monday, June 29, 1914: Nothing much to write about.
Tuesday, June 30, 1914: It seems to me that the month of June comes and goes like a streak. The day passed like other days. Quite a few of them are alike.
Wednesday, July 1, 1914:
July has come to us once more.
Bright with days of the summer time.
Laden with joys that we all may find.
Filled to the brim and running o’er.
It’s a sad way to begin a month, if you’ve forgotten all the things you did. Guess I didn’t do much for the day by the sound of the entry.
Thursday, July 2, 1914: Ruth and I trotted up to town this evening. Didn’t want to go very bad, but Sis insisted.
Friday, July 3, 1914: Had a jolly good time out in the hay field. You see if you have to work, you might just as well make a good time of it.
Saturday, July 4, 1914: And quite a fourth it was. Saw not a single flash of even one firecracker.
Sunday, July 5, 1914: Our new preacher took up his charge today. Am glad that one is secured at last.
Monday, July 6 – Thursday, July 9, 1914: Nothing doing
Friday, July 10 – Saturday, July 11, 1914: Forgot the particulars of these days.
Sunday, July 12, 1914: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. Besse and Curt were out this evening.
Monday, July 13, 1914: I remember now what I did today, which wasn’t anything unusual.
Tuesday, July 14, 1914: It’s raining some these days. One can even tire of the rain for a time.
Wednesday, July 15, 1914: Wednesday—Perhaps a little different from other days.
Thursday, July 16 1914- Friday, July 17, 1914: Am having a hot time of it.
Saturday, July 18, 1914: Nothing much doing. Went to an ice cream sale this evening. Didn’t get any there, but got some at another place.
Sunday, July 19, 1914: Went to Sunday School this morning. Ruth and I went to church this evening.
Monday, July 20, 1914: Nothing of importance.
Tuesday, July 21, 1914: Went to a party about three miles from here. Went with Carrie and her beau. There were lots there I didn’t know. Didn’t stay so very late.
Wednesday, July 22, 1914: I’m feeling awful sore in my lower region. Have a sore nose and two sore front teeth. Was loading hay this afternoon. While at work on the last load the train rounded the bend. I glanced in that direction. This next moment I was lying on the ground with the breath knocked out of me.
Thursday, July 23, 1914: Can still feel the results of yesterday.
Friday, July 24, 1914: Nothing doing.
Saturday, July 25, 1914: Nothing doing.
Sunday, July 26, 1914: Went to church this afternoon. I was pretty warm.
Monday, July 27, 1914: I just finished writing several letters. So you see I am in the mood for writing this evening. A regular down pour of rain drenched the earth this afternoon. Am glad of it, for I realized how deep the dust was, when I went off on an errand of Pa’s this morning. I took the nearest cut and went across the field. This involved climbing fences or crawling through them as the case happened to be. I chose the latter, when I found a place large enough to admit my ponderous body. I still cling to the idea that I am big and fat, but nevertheless I am losing weight as the summer advances, so you see, the time may come, when I will be reduced to normal weight.
The people here have gone to bed, so I will shut up for awhile.
Tuesday, July 28 – Wednesday, July 29, 1914: Nothing much these days.
Thursday, July 30, 1914: About the same as the other days.
Friday, July 31, 1914: Made a business trip to Watsontown this morning, and I may say it was arranged to my satisfaction. Went to a surprise party this evening. It was over at Carrie’s Enjoyed myself as much as I usually do. I think no doubt remains as to the state of my feelings concerning somebody.
Saturday, August 1, 1914:
The summertime is passing on,
To summers that have gone before.
Life is an ever-changing scene,
Which we would fair explore.
Am beginning to count the days until the 17th beams upon my horizon. Ruth and I went to a festival up in town given for the benefit of the church.
Sunday, August 2, 1914: Went to Sunday school this morning. Besse and Curt came out towards evening. They brought ice and we made ice cream.
Monday, August 3, 1914: We had chocolate ice cream and devil’s food cake for supper. The ice cream was the remains of yesterday. The cake also.
Tuesday, August 4, 1914: Forgot what I did today.
Wednesday, August 5 1914: Ditto
Thursday, August 6, 1914: Ruth and I went to a party up at Seibert’s this evening. A girl friend of Ruth’s came to take in the affair, so we all went together. Had a rather nice time. They played kissing games (have reasons of my own for not saying we), even if I did get some kisses. Arrived home at about half past 1 a.m.
Friday, August 7, 1914: Florence and I walked to Watsontown this afternoon. She couldn’t stay till train time. Ma wanted me to go to Milton to get her teeth. It was nice and breezy riding down on the car.
Hope Mother dear doesn’t see this. Something would happen if she did. I bought a brownie. It is a little over a week e’er we go to Niagara Falls, and well the temptation was too great. I didn’t want Ruthie to lay her eyes on that package. She has such a way of divining things. I left Mr. Package under a cherry tree, where I felt sure it would not been seen. After dark I smuggled it into the house and up to my room.
Saturday, August 8, 1914: A thunderstorm came on about midnight. Was glad Mr. Brownie wasn’t out in the rain. I tried to picture the result.
Sunday, August 9, 1914: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. Our church is fixed up at last. It’s quite a satisfaction now to look around and admire the pretty walls and ceiling. It was pretty warm today. The seats had been varnished. Was afraid I might stick fast, but I didn’t. Came home and found Ruthie a lazying around in her room. Her excuse was, ‘twas too hot to go to church.”
Monday, August 10, 1914: We were busy washing this morning. Two mornings prior to this one I escaped wash days as I found some errand to take me away for the morning. It was a big one this time. We are getting some of our things ready for the trip. Told Ruth I wished the time would soon pass.
Tuesday, August 11, 1914: Had to trot up to McEwensville to get some carbolic acid for Pa. The storekeeper said I should be careful of it; Well I didn’t swallow any if that’s what was meant. It must be fierce stuff. I could smell it through the bottle.
Wednesday, August 12, 1914: Our new preacher was down here this morning to make a business call. He came in this automobile.
My heart slumped down to my very feet this morning or so it felt when I learned that Ruthie had received a letter from the ticket agent stating that the excursion to Niagara Fall next Monday was not going. Anyway our crowd decided that we would go, and so I began to get relieved.
Thursday, August 13, 1914: Wrote to Alma so she knows about the change. Hope it won’t disappoint her very much. Wonder how I would feel if I didn’t get to go. Well for my part I don’t want to experience the feeling. Don’t think it would be a pleasant sensation.
Friday, August 14, 1914: We are getting ready for the reunion. Ruthie made two cakes today. Was busy washing Daddy’s wagon down along the run this afternoon.
Saturday, August 15, 1914: Got up earlier than usual so I would soon have my work done. We went up to Turbotville on the train, the place where the reunion was held. Met Alma there. She came along home on the train with us, so as to be here on Monday morning.
Sunday, August 16, 1914: We did our packing this afternoon. We are going to make two traveling bags do us. Had quite a time a frisking around. Ruth got company later on. We intend going to Church this evening. Must go and eat my supper, so good-bye old Diary until I return from my trip, for I am not going to take you with me.
Fri. eve., August 21: Back again to you dear book and ready to tell you what all I have been doing.
Monday, August 17, 1914: My mind was so filled with thoughts of the coming trip that I could not sleep sound last night. I was up before three this morning. We left here about five. Pa took Alma and me to town. Ruth came with Rachel. We left before they did. I was in such awful anxiety for fear they would not get there, for then it would be no go. We crossed the Susquehanna in a row-boat and got to the station in time for the train.
We changed cars at Williamsport. There so many in the station getting tickets. We had to wait quite awhile before we could get ours. When we entered the train all the seats were taken. We were sent back in a Pullman. I thought it was simply grand; and wanted to stay there all day, however we had to move when we arrived at Corning. Arrived in Niagara after six. Was long enough to leave the cars.
We proceeded at once to the Temperance Hotel. We were on the fifth floor. It seemed rather monotonous climbing all those stairs. We washed and dressed and then went down to supper. It was the first time I had ever eaten in a hotel. Guess I didn’t commit any serious mistakes. From my place in bed I can look out over the lighted city.
Tuesday, August 18, 1914: Don’t just know the time we got up at this morning, but it wasn’t very early. We went to the station where we secured tickets for the trip around the gorge. After we had gone several squares we caught a glimpse of the Niagara River, and soon afterwards we were looking upon the majestic beauty of the Niagara Falls. The fall seen from Goat Island. It was indescribable. No pen of mine can ever tell the grandeur of that place. I stood and looked and was thrilled with the beauty of it all. Surely the Great God above us has wrought many beautiful things. We next saw the Horseshoe Falls, and the mist coming up from below. I took my first picture of the girls on a bridge nearby. We traveled on until we reached the Canadian side. We stopped there where we entered some kind of a building. After climbing about four flights of stairs, we came out on a balcony. From there we could obtain a view of both falls. We then went down again, donned rubber coats and overshoes and proceeded by way of an elevator to an underground tunnel. We came out under the fall at three different places. The roar was deafening, but we had lots of fun. When we came back, we had our pictures taken in our rubber costumes.
We got back to the hotel in the early part of the afternoon after having visited Queenstown Heights. I was impressed with Brock’s monument. Took two pictures there, and Alma took one. The ride along the river was a lovely one, while the rapids took up all my attention.
Arrived at the hotel. We rubbed up a little and started out again to the falls a second time. We lingered a long time, loath to leave the spot. I took a shot at the girls sitting on the rocks. The funny part of it was, they sat so nice and quiet, after I had pressed the button, and could hardly believe the picture had been taken.
We went out to the movies this evening. One was so dreadfully funny. My sides fairly ached from laughing. We came back to the hotel and packed up.
Wednesday, August 19, 1914: We got up pretty early this morning, so as to be in time for the train at Lewistown. As I walked down the gangplank, I caught sight of the boat that was to take us to Toronto. Thought it was a fine one. The Chippewa was soon steaming down the river, and e’er long, we were on the broad bosom of Lake Ontario. The ride proved to be delightful, even though I did get a little chilly.
We arrived in Toronto about eleven, and were conveyed around the city in an automobile. We passed many beautiful places. There seemed to be a great many banks in the city. They must have lots of money there. We stopped at the State House, and were allowed to spend ten minutes within the building. I was impressed with the beauty of the architecture. Pillars of marble reached from ceiling to floor. Many paintings of men were suspended from the walls. These we could only glance at for our ten minute stay was soon up.
We took dinner at a restaurant after which we left at once for the dock. We did not have to wait long for a returning boat. Came home on the Cayuga, a larger boat than the Chippewa. We arrived in Lewistown late in the afternoon. There we took the train and went on to Buffalo. We arrived there about six, got our supper and started out for the home of a friend. It was dark when we reached our destination. This friend is a governess in an Orphan’s Asylum. She showed us her kids that evening. She has about thirty. Nearly all of them were fast asleep, but she woke them up anyway. Thought it was rather hard on the youngsters, but it seems they were used to it.
This friend secured us a boarding place, and we left for it at eleven o’clock. I was ready to go to sleep when my head touched the pillow.
Thursday, August 20, 1914: I was the first one up this morning. Addressing some cards for the folks at home, and managed to while away the time until the other girls were ready to go down to breakfast. We spend the fore-noon in the Orphans Home. One had her arm around my neck nearly all the time. It commenced to rain while we were there but not very hard.
Our friend entertained us at Statler’s Restaurant. It is a very fine affair. We left that afternoon for Watkins. I soon began to weary of riding on the train. One gets so tired. We reached the place after dark and to my dismay learned that we were still a mile and a half from the town. We had to take the bus and did not reach our boarding place till after nine, tired and hungry. We didn’t get our supper so we went straight to bed, as we intended getting up early the next morning in order to see the glen. I slept like a rock that night. Daylight was streaming through the windows when I woke.
Friday, August 21, 1914: We breakfasted about seven this morning, after which we started out on our tour through the glen. I was so disappointed that I could not get any pictures. The day was so gloomy. They wouldn’t have been good, so I just had to swallow it. The glen proved to be almost as wonderful as Niagara Falls. We climbed stairs after stairs, and still seemed to be no nearer the top.
When we got part way through, it commenced to rain, but still we kept on for we were determined to see the place. At one spot the water rushes down over the passageway. We ran past this and managed not to get wet. This place is called Rainbow Falls for when the sun shines they say it forms a rainbow. How I wish I could have seen it, but the sun kept himself hid that morning. I am afraid my hat is well nigh ruined from the wetting it got, and Ruthie’s also.
We arrived at the station and still had about fifteen minutes to wait for the train. It stopped raining towards noon, and when we reached Williamsport it was as bright as it would be. I believe I was really glad to get home. Nothing had run away during our absence. I don’t believe I spent more than $20, coming out better than I expected. I will always have the memory of this trip, and the fact that it was enjoyed.
Saturday, August 22, 1914: A cousin came on the train this afternoon. Am recovering from the effects of my trip through the worst one is a thinner pocketbook. It will take it quite awhile to get it fattened up, so as not to look quite so hollow.
Sunday, August 23, 1914: Had to get up pretty early this morning. I usually get up late on Sunday morning. Went to Sunday School this afternoon.
Monday, August 24 – Thursday, August 27, 1914: For lack of something to write.
Friday, August 28, 1914: Ruth and I went to town on the train this morning. I was to bring some things home that she didn’t want to bother with. By good fortune I got an auto ride and tore my dress on a pane of glass I was carrying.
Saturday, August 29, 1914: Ruth and I painted the interior of the schoolhouse where she is going to teach this winter. We made sort of a picnic out of it. Ruth had a friend along. We were well-dabbed with paint by the time we got through.
Sunday, August 30, 1914: Went to Sunday School this morning. We made out to have our pictures taken this afternoon. Came home and got my dinner, and then started out. Met Carrie on the way. The pictures were taken at the home of our Sunday School teacher.
Monday, August 31, 1914: Went to Milton this afternoon to have my teeth filled. Took my films along too.
Tuesday, September 1, 1914:
The summer flowers we bid adieu
To brighter days and balmier hours
There short brief life is well nigh spent
For with the summer goes the flowers.
It seems rather lonesome here without Ruthie, but still have enough to take up my time.
Wednesday, September 2, 1914: It need not be recorded for there is nothing important to write.
Thursday, September 3, 1914: My pictures arrived this morning. I was more than satisfied with the result and could hardly keep my eyes off of them the whole day. One picture especially is a beauty. It is a picture of the girls sitting on the rocks, and all three are laughing.
Friday, September 4, 1914: Nothing much for today.
Saturday, September 5, 1914: Ditto
Sunday, September 6, 1914: The whole family spent the day down at Aunt Lizzie’s. Ruth and I went down on the trolley. I took my camera along and had a shot at the crowd in the afternoon. Walked out from town this evening. Felt that I was benefited by my jaunt for I had eaten too many good things for dinner.
Monday, September 7, 1914: A foolish girl I was today. Took it into my head that I wanted to go to town to buy some things this afternoon. Well I went. Rode in with Pa. While on the way I thought it will be altogether useless, as the store would not be open since it was Labor Day.
Tuesday, September 8, 1914: Went to town again and got some of the things I wanted. Did manage to forget some, too. When I got home Carrie was here.
Wednesday, September 9, 1914: The last of my pictures came today. Of the seven that were taken while we were at the Falls, three were no good.
Thursday, September 10, 1914: Called on Carrie this afternoon.
Friday, September 11, 1914: Nothing doing.
Saturday, September 12, 1914: Made a cake today. It looked like having been made by a green-horn.
Sunday, September 13, 1914: Went to Sunday School this morning. Was up at Tweet’s this afternoon, and went to church this evening.
Monday, September 14, 1914: Did the washing this morning, while mother canned peaches. I helped eat some, too.
Tuesday, September 15, 1914: Climbed an old apple tree after grapes, and got well scratched up.
Wednesday, September 16, 1914: Born to Mollie, a son, and he’s a big one. While Mollie is very proud of him, I am still prouder, for he belongs to me. This is the fourth calf of Mollie’s family. The others are dead. Snapped a picture of Ruth’s school this morning.
Thursday, September 17, 1914: After a lapse of nine days I decided that it is time to write in my diary.
Went to town this afternoon to oblige Ruthie dear. Her suit need pressing (souvenir of our trip) so I walked it in.
Friday, September 18, 1914: Nothing to write.
Saturday, September 19 – Sunday, September 27, 1914: <<no entries>>
Monday, September 28, 1914: One week and some days later. Looks as if my pen had been on a vacation. To tell the truth I am getting tired on writing in this. Nothing nice and sentimental to jot down. Took my black velvet up town to have the trimmings re-arranged.
Tuesday, September 29 – Wednesday, September 30, 1914: Guess I’ll have to commence writing about the weather. Well the weather should come in for its share of notice. You see this is fair week. I mean one with a capital F.
Thursday, October 1, 1914:
The days of fall and summer’s last farewell,
When the flowers must droop and slowly fade away.
Time changes. October now is here again,
And sweet summer can no longer with us stay.
Spent the day at the Milton Fair. We had seats on the grand stand. That was the first time I was on one. Don’t get so tired and see a great deal more. Was late getting home, as the trains behind time.
Friday, October 2, 1914: Picked taters this afternoon.
Saturday, October 3, 1914 – Thursday, October 8, 1914: <<no entries>>
Friday, October 9, 1914: About once a week take the notion to write. Well, there really wasn’t anything important. Ruth and I went to an entertainment given in Watsontown. Some fine music I listened to.
Saturday, October 10, 1914: Took two pictures this morning.
Sunday, October 11, 1914: Went to Sunday school this morning. Carrie was over this afternoon, and we had our pictures taken under an apple tree and sitting on the pasture bare.
Monday, October 12, 1914: Nothing much doing. Have a blister on my finger from giving it too much exercise. Adieu till something happens as the days go by.
Tuesday, October 13, 1914 – Thursday, October 29, 1914: <<no entries>>
Friday, October 30, 1914: Tis the last of the month e’er I take it into my head to jot down a few more items. In the meantime I have replenished my pocketbook. It was entirely empty. Taking that trip did him up entirely. My last payday was last night. I just finished rolling that one bill (not a little one) in with the rest awhile ago.
Mollie’s little calf weighed 160 pounds so that helped considerably towards filling up the yawning gap in my pocketbook. So much for financial circumstances and my rough hands.
Ruthie Dearest is going to a Halloween masquerade dance tonight, but I’m not cause I never learned to dance. I had thought of going and making a brave attempt at it, but my courage failed me. Was afraid I’d make some awful blunders.
Saturday, October 31, 1914: This is All Saints’ Eve and the moon is shining brightly. Would have liked to have dressed up and gone out Halloweening.
Sunday, November 1, 1914:
Chill winders are howling at us now,
And days are growing murky.
The weeks sweep on onto the doom,
Of the saddened sorrowful turkey.
Monday, November 2, 1914 – Saturday, November 7, 1914: <<no entries>>
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.
Blanch and Margaret B. were down this afternoon. Took their picture. Wonder how it will be for it was raining at the time.
Monday, November 9, 1914: The same old tune, the old cow died. That reminds me of Pa’s increase, namely cows. They arrived today.
Tuesday, November 10, 1914 – Wednesday, November 11, 1914: <<no entries>>
Thursday, November 12, 1914: Mother and I went shopping. She’s doing more than I did of course. I got a coat, which is a blue and black boucle, a dress, gloves, and other things of lesser importance. I had a suit case full of stuff and then some more. Ma had her share, too. Fortunately we got a ride part way home.
Friday, November 13, 1914: Am awfully sleepy at present, so good-night.
Saturday, November 14 – Monday, November 16, 1914: <<no entries>>
Tuesday, November 17, 1914: Ruth and I went to Watsontown this evening to attend the second of the course of entertainments. Didn’t want to go very bad, but since she was willing to pay my way I went.
Wednesday, November 18, 1914: Today passed as other days. A few flakes flew this morning. Wish the snow would get down to business, for then I wouldn’t have to look after the cows. Today they went off to a neighbors and I had to walk after them.
Thursday, November 19 – Wednesday, November 25, 1914: <<no entries>>
Thursday, November 26, 1914: Thanksgiving, have been having quite a long vacation. We had a Thanksgiving dinner for one thing. My taster was lacking due to a cold and I didn’t enjoy it as much as I might have. Carried a sassy goose down from town last Monday. The remains are in the pantry awating further digestion for the morrow. Wonder if that goose will keep me awake tonight.
Friday, November 27 – Saturday, November 28, 1914: <<no entries>>
Sunday, November 29, 1914: Rufus had company today. Took their pictures over on the new bridge.
Monday, November 30, 1914: <<no entry>>
Tuesday, December 1, 1914:
The Twenty-fifth is near, December’s on the way,
And thoughts of presents nice and dear fill every passing day.
‘I wonder what I’ll get’ is what we often think
Until the day has dawned again all rosy and pink.
The last month of the year. I must hurry and fill up the remaining pages of this diary by writing silly nothings in it.
Brought my dress home. It suits me to a T. Ma doesn’t seem to like it very well, but maybe she will when she sees it on me.
Wednesday, December 2, 1914: Am making handkerchiefs for Xmas presents. They are to be real nice and fancy, with edging of my own makings on them.
Thursday, December 3, 1914: Autoed over (in my dreams) and took several pictures of Ruthie’s school. Do hope they will be good this time.
Friday, December 4, 1914: Nothing much doing. More later on.
Saturday, December 5, 1914 – Tuesday, December 8, 1914: <<no entries>>
Wednesday, December 9, 1914: Went to Milton this afternoon on a shopping trip. Took my camera down and had the film changed. Bought some Xmas presents and had a time getting them home.
Thursday, December 10 – Sunday, December 20, 1914: <<no entries>>
Monday, December 21, 1914: It looks by these pages of late that I don’t take much interest in keeping a diary. I really don’t because I have nothing exciting to write. Am done Xmas shopping for this year, and my pocketbook is done too. The trouble for me with Christmas presents is that I never get enough.
Had one of my brownie pictures enlarged. It came this morning. A Xmas present for myself.
Tuesday, December 22, 1914 – Monday, December 28, 1914: <<no entries>>
Tuesday, December 29, 1914: This diary is surely doomed to be a failure and I am terribly tired of writing in it. Christmas has come and gone and I am just the same except a little older. Got some nice presents of which none were misfits. Ma and Ruth seemed to be pleased with the presents I gave them, so then I am satisfied.
Took down the tree today. We never keep our tree long, because there isn’t much to trim it with.
The Conclusion
Good-bye old year, good-bye. Tis now Dec. 29, but I am really ready to say good-bye. I haven’t much faith in myself nor has this friend with me, so it is best that we should part.
Adieu
A Hundred Years Ago 
This is wonderful – thanks so much for sharing it. We lived in McEwensville for 25 years, so the names & pictures are familiar.
Thanks for the nice note. I’ve really enjoyed sharing the diary.
I stumbled upon your blog while searching for contact information for the Presbyterian Cemetery in regards to my genealogical research. I had to stop my search and read the diary for awhile. It made me smile. Thanks for putting this out. I will stop by later to catch up with the diary.
Thanks for visiting. It’s always nice to hear when someone enjoys the site.
Greetings, from another reader of old diaries — the word have a curious effect on us tho so many years later. Sometimes as a memory, sometimes as a clue to the present, and always as that ever present-voice of the past that inhabits that deep place within.
I agree–the words in old diaries can affect us in many different ways. I’m constantly amazed how the words written a hundred years ago by the teen-ager who became my grandmother can affect. me. Thanks for stopping by.
I just found your Blog I grew up in erie Pa and lived on a farm also.What a wonderfull Diary you are sharing with us
Charles H Goodspeed
Thanks for stopping by. It’s always nice to hear when someone enjoys this site.
Last night I read your grandmother’s diary, what a treasure. I enjoy reading old diaries and letters and am looking forward to reading her daily entries.
Thanks for the nice note.
Hi Sheryl with an S,
How wonderful to have the words of your Grandmother. Our little nonprofit childcare program,Evanston Day Nursery Association in Illinois is celebrating it’s 100th anniversary this year. Your Grandmother captures the difference in tim eso beautifully. thank you for sharing.
Sheryl
Wow, it’s awesome that the childcare program is celebrating its 100th anniversary. Woman’s organizations in the early 20th century founded some really good programs–and it’s so wonderful that some have continued all these yours. Thanks for stopping by.
Hi Sheryl. Including the diary entries as is is a nice touch. I like her comment about ‘setting things in order’ and her dispair that they wouldn’t stay that way long! I write poetry and have used some of my Great-Aunt’s entries to write a poem in response. Jane
Thanks for stopping by. We are both so lucky to have the diaries of ancestors.
Sheryl,
What a gift your Grandmother’s diary is! Do you know why she stopped writing? Following and excited about it!
I don’t know why she stopped writing. The diary goes for exactly 4 yrs. It starts in January 1911 and ends in December 1914. I’ve often wondered if she kept journals at other points in her life.
What a great diary to read. I especially liked your Grandmother’s writing: “Tuesday, January 9, 1912: I believe a fellow could freeze his ears off on a day like this. You certainly don’t have to use paint on your cheeks on such a morning as we had today.”….(This really describes how cold it was that day).
She did have a nice way with words.
My grandmother recently passed away and I was greatly saddened when I discovered that her five children bickered over her few spare holdings in life, meager though they were, but allowed someone to pitch all the writings she kept in her life. My grief was multiplied upon learning that I would have only the memories of her I could scrounge from my young times with her and would never glean a clear big picture of what her past held, what experiences made her the beautiful lady she had become, and why she viewed life the way she did. I’m glad you treasure the gift you have in your grandmother’s journal.
I’m so sorry to hear that your grandmother’s writings were destroyed. Like you, I think that what someone writes provides such a wonderful window into who they were. I’ve very grateful that I have a copy of my grandmother’s diary–and am extremely fortunate and thankful that it survived.
What a priceless treasure to have your grandmother’s diary. Was it the possession of the diary that got you interested in genealogy? Or did you discover that later? I have been doing our families’ genealogy and have a book of memories written by great grandma when she was 90 years old. It has been a great help to me, but doesn’t give me a sense of who she was. This diary is quite a find. Thanks for sharing.
hmm. . . I guess that the diary got me interested in genealogy. The diary was found years ago after my grandmother died. At that time it was passed around for relatives to read. When I had it, I made a copy. I put the copy away in a cupboard for close to 30 years. In 2009, I did a family cookbook which included a photo of Grandma as an elderly woman. When I gave the cookbook to my daughter, she said, “Who’s that old lady?” Her question reminded that I had the diary, and I dug it out. When I reread the diary, I thought it was interesting (and realized that it was almost a hundred years old) and got the idea for doing this family history blog.
Very cool. I started my genealogy the year before Roots was published, and didn’t go back to it for 35 years. Part of that is finding the time to do it. I finally have the time.
I just started reading the entries and have only read through January 1911 so far, but I absolutely enjoy reading them. It’s so refreshing to read how people wrote 100 years ago compared to teenagers nowadays. From the little I’ve read, your grandmother was quite a witty girl, and I look forward to learning more about her. Thank you for sharing her with us 🙂
I was updating this page today–and realized that I somehow failed to respond to the comment you made several weeks ago. Thanks for taking a moment to write the kind note. Even as an older woman Grandma did have a nice sense of humor.
This came up when I was researching for a tanka idea on ironing for the prompt on Tanka Poets on Site … facebook… and the prompt is “remember this – nostalgia” and I read about the sprinkling brush.
Thank you for sharing these journal entries… very interesting to read.
Peace, Siggi