Our great-grandmother was an amazing woman. And here, one hundred years later, we have her diary.
Take a trip to the past through the eyes of a teen-age girl, and marvel at how the world has changed -
and the many ways it has not.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

August 25, 1912 - Sunday

25. Was with Dan all day. We visited the H. J., read the Sunday papers & wrote up our diaries. Tried to read D's but couldn't. Dan says that some boy says the I "have the loveliest lips!" and that my "mouth is my best feature. " I know who said it, and it puffed me up more on account of it's author than itself. Dan and said boy and one other seem to have been discussing me, I hope favorably. Dan pretends to believe that the boy in question knows about my lips by other means than looking at them, but such (alas!) is not the case. Went for two short walks with Dan and on the last, - met Donald on his wheel. Talked to him for a little while and then he went home. His is better looking than ever. Muz was home when I got there, with lot of picnic-stuff. I grafted a soft-shell crab, three helpings of shrimp salad and several devilled eggs. It was so hot during the night that I could not sleep much.


- "Compliments paid a woman, behind her back go farthest and are remembered longest."
((The Cynic's rules of Conduct ))

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