Christmas Day - to church, early. And gifts galore. Lester here for dinner, then Harriet - then to S.S. at 4 o'clock. My class came running to the door to meet me while the whole S.S. looked on. The stillness of the evening brought you. With evening and you - I feel a sense of peace and perfect contentment. "Peace on earth, goodwill toward men." Our Christmas day is over. The greatest gift to me is you.
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Christmas Eve - I have felt very little Christmas spirit. I wonder why? But my pal has brought me a lovely gift and at twelve o'clock (after we came home from the movie) I opened it (them), a friendship pen and two lovely silk handkerchiefs - and dances - oh mine - another year has past since I have known you and in that time you have captured my heart (or won it?)
HANGING UP THE CHRISTMAS STOCKING has its origin in the tradition that the coins which Nicholas, a Saint, threw into a chimney, fell into the stockings drying underneath. Soon everyone hung up his stockings in the hope of similar Christmas gifts. Santa Claus is a Hollandish nickname for Nicholas. My S.S. class seemed to enjoy our little party tonight. It as a pleasure to know that I was giving them pleasure but - it was not exactly my idea of a good time. The gifts they gave me were in very good taste and each was acceptable and I appreciated them. They said that I looked "sweet" and they want slippers like mine when they "grow up." But when they asked me if I had a sweetheart! Most of my fun came in the preparation - making (painting) sachets and dressing lollypops. Wrapping their gifts. One said that I should be an artist - and another - an English teacher. Elsie wants to sit beside me at our carol service and she said my beau is "cute" - because her sister told her so.
Christmas preparations - I wrapped your gift tonight. I wonder if you will like it! Dreaming of you, too. In dreams lies the reality of happiness - if dreams are dreamed by two.
A TIME-TABLE FOR COOKING VEGETABLES - III: Carrots, sliced .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 White Turnips, whole . . . . . . . . 30 Cauliflower, whole . . . . . . . . . . . . 25 White Turnips, 1/2 inch dice. . . .20 Cauliflower, flowerets. . . . . . . . . .8 "The 'Day' is ended but the memory lingers on."
Just as the song has ended and the melody lingers. Tonight - after the movies - I read you a story - then a waltz - a drink of water - then Daddy called - our curfew echo and you leave me - the physical you - but your heart is always with me. At home - painting Christmas sachets and making candy - and playing the vic*- and dreaming.
I feel so all alone. *Victrola phonograph A TIME-TABLE FOR COOKING VEGETABLES - II: Beets, young . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 Spinach or other Greens . . . . . . . . 20 Cabbage, slit . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 25 Summer Squash, 1/2 inch dice. . . . 10 Cabbage, shredded . . . . . . . . . . .10 Carrots, whole. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .20 School once more and you once more - cocoa cake, a dance with you - and another day over.
God! Am I killing him. I love him so! If I really love him I will leave him alone - oh, must I leave him altogether - go away from him. Must I say that he may not come to see me? What can I do?! The path you have chosen, you say, is not wise. "If you love me as you say you do, you will hope and pray that I can crawl along forever." If I love you as I say I do I will do something to help you live instead of helping to kill you. Now, I do understand Friday and Saturday evenings. I thought so and I tried to be careful not to hurt you by showing my hurt feelings. But now that I understand I had no right to be hurt.
Carol service at St. Michaels. Invitations to Walt's. You read me a story. A TIME-TABLE FOR COOKING VEGETABLES - I: Beans, String . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 50 Corn on the cob . . . . . . . . 7 Asparagus, cut in inch pieces . . . 15 Onions, medium . . . . . . . .18 Beans, Lima . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .45 New Potatoes . . . . . . . . . .25 Peas . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .45 You are still "thinking." Oh pal, have me come to another break? Each break seems harder for me than the one before. Can't we, oh can't we prevent it! I am glad Walt came around and went out with us or we may not have kept up all evening. Your thoughts tonight, I am afraid, are: - "Sometimes I love you, sometimes I hate you." A waltz but not a merry widow - (why??)
So tired - just thinking. But you did kiss me goodnight. - Several - no - only one, wait - no merry widow and the last waltz - we "sat out."
I wonder how near I can come to guessing your thoughts! Even though you were rather quiet and very pensive, you were just as gentle and sweet was ever. Lester was "down" for dinner and brought me a Christmas present. I wonder when you will stop giving me gifts. But "faint heart never won fair lady." You took me to the movies, too. - What a joy, to come home and find John. For both of our sakes an evening like this evening is so much better (for us) than one like Wednesday. CANNING FRUIT - V Fruit Time for boiling (minutes) Quantity of Sugar per Quart (Oz.) Cherries 5 6 Blackberries 9 6 Strawberries 8 8 Raspberries 6 4 |
ContextThis is the journal of Virginia Lee Scott, my grandmother, written when she was seventeen and first dating my grandfather, John Arnold Wilson. It's a dairy published by Media Drug Stores and includes space for two entries per day, with facts about the era printed at the bottom, which I have included in italics. Following, 1928, is the journal of John Arnold Wilson, my grandfather, at age nineteen and in love with my grandmother, followed by my grandmother's journal in 1931. Archives
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