What Were Sunday School Classes Like a Hundred Years Ago?

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

Sunday, November 3, 1912:  Went to Sunday School this afternoon. Besse and Curt were out. Wasn’t here when they came.

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

Grandma seldom missed Sunday School. What was it like? She attended a small church—probably a Baptist one—in the small village of McEwensville. Most weeks there probably were only a few other students in her class.

A book published in 1911 called Practical Pedagogy in the Sunday School described what an engaging class looked like:

The class was seated in three double pews at the rear of the auditorium of the church. Standing in front of the rows of well-dressed young women was a teacher not much older than her pupils.

She had her Bible open in her hand and proceeded to ask questions therefrom and give explanations. Although she frequently looked at the Bible, it seemed as if her eyes were continuously on her class, taking them all in as she glanced along row after row.

When she noticed the least tendency to inattention, she quietly leaned over the pew in front of her and lifted up something in such a way that on one could tell just what it was.

Her very action was intended to appeal to the curiosity of the young ladies. It did not take many seconds for every eye to be riveted upon her. The she showed what was in her hand—a picture illustrating that part of the lesson text on which she was engaged.

When the picture was laid down the teacher proceeded with her conversational instruction.

In conversation with this instructor it was ascertained that she never makes an appeal twice in exactly the same way.

Every Sunday she has something to excite the curiosity of her pupils, which she satisfies in such a way as to leave an impression of the truth she has to teach.

No formula can be given nor rules laid down. The alert, intelligent instructor, who is fully conscious of the power that lies in the appeal to curiosity, will devise her own methods in accordance with the age of her pupils and the circumstances under which she labors.

 Besse and Curt

Besse and Curt refer to Grandma’s married sister Besse and her husband Curt Hester. They lived near Watsontown, about a mile from the Muffly farm.

Smearcase (Cottage Cheese) and Apple Butter

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

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.

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

Apple butter sounds delicious—even if Grandma’s dinner wasn’t.

How did the Muffly’s eat the apple butter?. .  .on bread? . . . or with smearcase?

In Pennsylvania, cottage cheese is often called by its Pennsylvania Dutch name—smearcase.  And, the best way to eat smearcase is with a little apple butter stirred into it. It might sound (and look) odd—but it’s really, really good.  The rich, slightly sweet taste of the apple butter nicely complements the cottage cheese.

Organized Literary Society

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

Sunday, October 20, 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.

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

Assuming that Grandma wrote the poem—and didn’t copy it from somewhere—it’s amazing how enthusiastic she was about November. It seemed like she was feeling down in several October diary entries. I hope that November proves to be a better month.

Was the Literary Society like a modern book club? Was it a school club . .  . or did a group of friends organize it? Did both males and females belong. . . or was it a girl’s only club?

I’m glad Grandma got the position she hoped to get. Committee member sounds like a worker bee position. Did the committee members help select books to read? . . bring desserts? . . . clean up after the meetings?

100-Year-Old Halloween Costumes

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

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.

Witch (Source: Ladies Home Journal, July, 1912)

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

Poor Grandma—It’s too bad that she missed all the fun. I’d be bummed, too.

Here’s what was happening in nearby Milton on Halloween, 1912:

HALLOWEEN PARTIES AND MASQUERADERS MADE NIGHT GAY

Young Folks and Old Enjoyed Selves in Various Ways

Streets Were Filled with Merrymakers

Milton was the scene of high carnival last night. Chattering and laughing, it was a merry throng that wandered up and down the length of Broadway and Front last night for hours attired in costumes that represented every character and nation under the sun, and in some costumes that didn’t represent anything in particular. . .

Milton Evening Standard (November 1, 1912)

Recent photo of Broadway and Front Streets, Milton The street is generally very quiet now. Imagine what it was like a hundred years ago with masqueraders parading through the downtown.

1912 Christian Endeavors Convention

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

Wednesday, October 30, 1912:  Wish I could write something that would really be something, but as for this I call it nothing.

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

Since Grandma didn’t write much a hundred years ago today, I’ll tell you what I found out about several previous posts.

Several days ago Grandma mentioned a “convention” that she attended in McEwensville, but she never provided any details.

She also wrote that she’d resolved to do something that would be beneficial to herself.

I was in the McEwensville area last week-end and found a little time to dig through the old Milton Evening Standard microfilms at the  Milton Public Library. I scrolled through the film–hoping to find a temperance society convention. . . or a lively political rally.

Instead I found a dull newspaper article (with lots names) about a Christian Endeavors convention.  Christian Endeavors was a youth ministry. Here’s what the October 23, 1912 Milton Evening Standard had to say:

Endeavorers in Annual Session at McEwensville

Open Twenty-Third Convention with Services of Song

Rev. I.P.Zimmerman Chief Speaker Today

The twenty-third annual convention of the Northumberland County Christian Endeavor Union begun a two days session today at McEwensville with a large attendance.

Delegates from all parts of the county are in attendance. The convention was opened this afternoon with a service of song. Miss Ida McWilliams of McEwensville led the devotional service and Carl Watson delivered the address of welcome to which Miss Leah Lark on Shamokin responded on behalf of the delegates.

Rev. I.P. Zimmerman, of this place, was the principal speaker at the service this afternoon. He spoke on the pastor’s relation to C.E, and pointing out how the minister’s aid can be a great benefit to the work of the C.E. and gave instances of how a great deal had been accomplished through the instrument of progressive pastors.

Practical Plans and Methods was an illuminating address delivered by C.W. Winery of Bellefonte who is the president of the Centre County C.E. Union. An open discussion following several members taking part in telling how the society does things. The women will adjourn at 4:30 this afternoon.

Milton Evening Standard (October 23, 1912)

Had Some Peace

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

Tuesday, October 29, 1912:  That kid is away for tonight, so I had some peace this evening. Had an exam today.

Jimmie Muffly, circa 1913

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

I wonder where Grandma’s 7-year-old brother Jimmie was. . . Maybe at a friend’s house for a sleep-over?

Grandma seldom mentioned Jimmie in the diary—yet she commented on his absence.

On a typical evening—when she doesn’t have “peace” –I wonder what types of things Grandma and Jimmie did together.

Did Grandma ready stories to Jimmie?  Did they tease each other? When Grandma was trying to do her homework, did Jimmie beg Grandma to play games with him? . . .

Need to Find Time to do Research!!

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

Monday, October 28, 1912:  Got mad at the Rufus tonight. I think she can be so mean sometimes.

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

When Grandma was annoyed with her sister Ruth, she called her Rufus. How was Ruth mean to Grandma?

The past week has had many high points and low points for Grandma. She also has seemed frustrated with herself and other family members. But there are very few specifics in the diary entries.

There’s a need for research here! I haven’t worked ahead—this post needs to be published in less than 24 hours.

I want to tie it all back to the “convention” that Grandma attended on October 24:

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.

And, the next day, she wrote:

I’ve resolved to do something if carried out, I think will prove very beneficial to me at least. I’m going to try any way and see the result.

My Questions—What was the convention? Did the convention somehow affect Grandma’s mood and how she was interacting with her family?

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Note to Readers–Thanks for all of your wonderful suggestions about what the convention may have been.

Note to Self—(1) Try to find time to research this. (2) Try to get further ahead on writing posts. . . or at least remember to look ahead further so that there is time to do research before posts need to be written.