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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.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
January 23, 1913 - Thursday
23 - Started in at Morse's at nine to-day. Had a much easier time than I at first imagined I would. I may (note the emphasis), in time, become so smart that I'll be able to write my diary in short hand. Oh! Inestimable boon! To be forever safe from the prying eyes of D. F. Mahoney, The Boy Fiend. Safe, that is, unless he takes a course in short hand for the express purpose of reading my diary. We have only an hour for lunch but may leave at 3.
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