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

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.

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Source: Farm Journal (August, 1913)

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

Wow, Grandma and her sister Ruth apparently developed their own pictures. Grandma brought a camera earlier in the summer and took her first pictures on August 13:

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.

In this era of digital photography—when it’s easy to take and then view hundreds (or thousands) of photos it’s hard to image how much knowledge and skill was required to get a few pictures back then.

Blanche and Margaret Bryson were friends of Grandma and Ruth. The Bryson’s lived on a farm north of McEwensville. And, I think that Grandma visited Margaret the previous Sunday—on August 24.   I wonder if Grandma helped plan the party.

What does “many” mean? How many people were at the party—15? . . .25? . . . 50?

Who was at the party? Any “interesting” guys?

DSC07868Recent photo of the home where the Bryson family lived a hundred years ago. In my imagination, I picture young men and women playing croquet in the yard, and drinking lemonade on the porch (and maybe flirting just a little bit).

Jack and Jill Illustrations from a Hundred Years Ago

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

Monday, August 25, 1913:  Nothing much doing.

Jill

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

Since Grandma didn’t write much a hundred years ago today, I decided to share this illustrated version of Jack and Jill that appeared in the August, 1913 issue of Good Housekeeping.

Jack

Today most middle class family have oodles of picture books, and can easily access lots more at a nearby library (and kids with tech savvy parents may be reading electronic versions of books rather than hard copies—but I’m not going there).

A hundred years ago, children’s books were relatively expensive, kids often had few books, and many people did not have access to libraries.

Women’s magazines back then often had features aimed at children like this one. Many parents probably saved them so that their children could read it again and again.

Which Friend Does This Diary Entry Refer to?

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

 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.

Margaret Bryson (Photo source: Jane Shuman)
Margaret Bryson (Photo source: Jane Shuman)

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

Some mysteries periodically recur throughout the diary. This is one of those times. Grandma only mentioned a couple friends in the diary—yet two of those few friends were named Margaret, so I’m not sure who this entry refers to.

Both Margaret G. (I’m not sure of the last name) and Margaret Bryson are mentioned.

Grandma lived about a mile and a half west of McEwensville. Margaret Bryson lived about two miles north of town (near the Warrior Run Church), so it would have taken close to an hour to walk to her home.

The farm where the Bryson family lived a hundred years ago.
The farm where the Bryson family lived a hundred years ago.

For more on Margaret Bryson see this previous post:

Blanche and Margaret Bryson

Old Hydrox Cookies and Other Sunshine Biscuits Advertisement

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

Friday, August 22, 1913:  Nothing much doing.

Source: Ladies Home Journal (December, 1913)
Source: Ladies Home Journal (December, 1913)

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

Since Grandma didn’t write much a hundred years ago today, I’ll share a hundred-year-old advertisement for Hydrox cookies and other biscuits made by Sunshine.

Hydrox cookies bring back warm fuzzy memories, and I was disappointed to discover that they are no longer made.

According to Wikipedia they were first made in 1908 by the Sunshine Company. For some unknown reason the cookie’s name was derived  from the atomic elements that make up  water: hydrogen and oxygen.

Sunshine  was sold to Keebler and later Kellogg.  Hydrox cookies were discontinued in 2009.

Hope Chest and Crocheted Items

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

Thursday, August 21, 1913:  Am trying to learn to crochet. I’d like to be able to do that ever so very much.

hope.chest

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

The diary provides no indication that Grandma had a boyfriend—but did she dream of a boyfriend and eventual marriage?

Many young women a hundred years ago had hope chests that they filled with items they made in anticipation of a future marriage.Did Grandma want to make crocheted items for her hope chest?

1913-08-33.bLinens and nightgown with crocheted trim (Source: Ladies Home Journal, 1912-1913)

Should Pianists Study the Violin?

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

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.

Photo Source: Ladies Home Journal (May, 1913)
Photo Source: Ladies Home Journal (May, 1913)

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

Yeah, Grandma!  I’m glad you’re working hard while practicing the piano. It’s hard work to learn to play the piano when you start lessons at age 18. Hang in there!

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I continue to be fascinated by a column called “Piano Questions Answered by Josef Hofmann”  that appeared periodically in Ladies Home Journal a hundred years ago. Here’s another question.

A Pianist Should Not Study the Violin

I have heard that the study of the violin interferes with the touch of a good pianist? Is this so? J.P.F.

There are two reasons why no one can play the piano and violin equally well. The violinist strives to harden his fingertips in order to make his tone definite, while the soul of a sensitive and refined piano touch lies in the softness of the fingertips. The ear is another factor in the matter, for the acoustic pictures peculiar to the two instruments are so thoroughly different from each other that the ear must get accustomed to the tone quality of the piano to produce the best results by exploring its possibilities. The technic, literature and tone quality of the two instruments are too different to admit of a mastery of both, though the piano is not nearly so harmful to the violin as the violin is to the piano.

Ladies Home Journal (May 1, 1911)

If you missed it, you may also enjoy a previous post that contained a couple more questions and answers from the piano column in old Ladies Home Journals.

Piano Questions and Answers from a Hundred Years Ago

Need to Remember: July 27, 1912 – August 19, 1913

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

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.

The road Grandma walked to McEwensville now dead-ends at Interstate I-180.

The Stout home was located near here. It burned down years ago–and Interstate I-180 now cuts through the farm where the Stout’s once lived.

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

Carrie Stout was one of Grandma’s friends. She lived on a farm that was midway between the Muffly farm and McEwensville. Who else was at the party?

Grandma,  why are the dates special: July 27, 1912 to the day you wrote the diary entry (August 19, 1913)? What was so memorable about the starting date?   Did something end?. . .or would it continue into future days?