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.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

January 22, 1913 - Wednesday

22 - It is all arranged that I go to Morse's Business College to-morrow. Muz wanted me to go down and see Morse in the morning, but owing to the charms of Mae's society (sp?), I failed. It got Muz awfully mad. However, I stayed out of school and went to Morse's, so all is well. Dan went away for the evening after hiding my diary (nothing but blank pages in it, or i wouldn't have brought it there.) I spent most of evening hunting as I wanted to draw in it. I guess the reason for my not finding it sooner was that the fair Daniel F. hid it in such an easy place, a sort of "purloined letter" scheme. It was hidden among the music on the piano. When I found it, I removed all the music (as well as my diary) and left a note of one word - "Stung."

The Morse's Business College merged with the New England Technical Institute in 1999. Read more information and memories of the college here.

"The Purloined Letter" is a short story Edgar Allen Poe. More information here or read online here.

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