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.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

January 4, 1913 - Saturday

4 - Stayed outdoors nearly all day. Fed the peanuts to the squirrel. Saw a boy on a wheel at quite a distance. I am am almost sure it was D. P., but not quite. I wonder if I have succeeded in convincing Dan and Mae that I don't care for him any more! I had to pretend to have stopped caring, for the sake of my self-respect; but it's hard to pretend, when I'm just hoping each day that I'll catch even a passing glimpse of him.

Mae is keeping a diary still and is quite afraid of having it seen. I wonder why! Played with Ruth and Norma. After, lunch, Dan, Mae, and I got rather noisy and Mrs. M. got rather mad. I beat it hastily for home. For quite a time, all yesterday and all today there has been an awfully high wind. (I am not trying to allude in poetical metaphors to the state of Mrs. Mahoney's emotions). The roofs of several houses were blown off and everywhere I go I see fallen trees.

Note-: Got two late Christmas presents, a neck-bow and a paint-box a few days ago (I forget just when).


There was a piece of paper attached to the diary at this point - but there is nothing inside when it is unfolded.



There are pictures of Marjorie and her mother feeding a squirrel in one of the old family photo albums. I believe this picture is a few years after this diary entry.


Marjorie with "S. N. - The Woman".
(S. N. stands for 'Squirrel Nutkin'.)

2 comments:

  1. I love the photos.

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  2. I've added a few more pictures of her on the 'About Marjorie' page - no more squirrels there, though!

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