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, May 27, 2014

May 27, 1913 - Tuesday

27 - Got a postal, this noon, from Mr. Logan saying he would start for N.Y. on Monday so I must come and take away my "hat, etc." I went after school, and got my winter hat and coat and $2 which Mr. L. owed me, and which I was very relieved to get. Went home, then and stayed with Ruth and Norma awhile. Mr. Logan was painting a camping scene, and obtaining "local color" by means of a man bending over a chafing-dish which threw a lurid glare on his face.

Saw Miss Johnston after supper and asked her if it was very difficult to learn to use the "Dictophone". She said not, and that if I'd come to her office after school, she'd show me how. Went home right after supper.

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