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.

Friday, March 8, 2013

March 8, 1913 - Saturday

8 - Went to Mr. Logan's with Mae to explain my absences lately. Met Muz at the store and got her to go to the library with me and get me a library card. Went to Poli's with Harriet, Helen P., and Milly. After Poli's I went to Mahoney's and, on the way there, met the Son and Heir "as large as life, and twice as natural". He was on his way to the Drug Store, and came back shortly with some candy. Tried my wiles (?) and succeeded. He even got a trifle too violent. Having proved that I can still make him misbehave, I shall reform. I am afraid I'm getting awfully wicked and I really don't want to.

Dan is reading Balzac and I sampled it. Of all the trash I ever saw, it is the very trashiest. Mae went down town "for just a little while" at 8 o'clock. I went home at 10, she not having yet returned.

You can read about Honoré de Balzac on wikipedia.

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