January
23, 1933
Started journal today as an English
project. I hope to continue with it however, even after I have completed my
English course. Read extracts from Journals of Louisa May Alcott, Mrs. Fields,
Robley Evans, and several other individuals. Found them very interesting. Alg.
III seems to be very hard and I am afraid of Pub. Sp. [Public Speaking]. I hope it helps me to speak at ease in front of
an audience. Was assigned a speech for to-morrow and I am undecided as to what
to use as a subject. Typing and English are going to be fun, I believe, and
hope, incidently.
Jan.
24, 1933
This semester's work started in
earnest today. Was given several Alg. problems but managed to complete them. I
hope I have a few right at least. I did not have to give my speech today but I
suppose I'll be called upon to-morrow. Took my music lesson to-night. It sure
was a nice spring day and I spent two hours out-doors. Went to the library
tonight and could not find the books I wanted. Started "Daddy Long
Legs" tonight for an English book report.
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Photo
of Wayne's sister Donna (Milne) Isenagle possibly at the piano on Drackert St.
Guessing
this was late-1930s.
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Jan.
25, 1933
Gave my speech in Pub. Sp. Today. I
sure was nervous. Was assigned my first experiment in English today and it took
me quite some time to complete it. Am trying to take swimming every day instead
of three times a week. Went to the library tonight and again failed to secure
the books I wanted. Saw "State's Attorney" tonight at the Calumet and
was disappointed. I thought I would see a good lawyer picture. Practiced a bit
on the typewriter and on tomorrow's speech in Pub. Sp. Have picked "The
Art of Playing Ping-Pong" as my subject. Failed to read any of "Daddy
Long Legs" but plan to read more and make it up tomorrow. Have half a mind
to change my journal after reading Jean Webster's book but I guess I'll keep
this one up.
Jan.
26, 1933
Learned several interesting facts
concerning speeches today. Two very good speeches were given this morning. I
sure wish I could act natural in front of an audience. Read "Daddy Long
Legs" during 4th period and added to my Exps. in English.
Journals are due for a check up to-day in Eng. It looks as if I will have to
buy a new Alg. III book since there aren't any second hand books. Went to Scout
meeting tonight and drilled a long time. Also reviewed my delinquent knots. Dad
offered to pay me 50¢
if I finished a jig-saw puzzle of his within 2 hrs. Haven't had time to try it
yet.
Jan.
27, 1933
Haven't secured my Alg. book. I
suppose I'll have to buy a new one, $1.15!!! Sure was a terrible day. Got
soaken wet on my route this morning. My sister claims she saw a sister killed
by the Erie tracks while going to school [assume
sister means Catholic nun]. Found out about it in evening paper.
"Daddy Long Legs" becomes more and more interesting. I think Judy,
the main character, uses her words in a strange but effective manner. Got
"A" on my first Alg. test. I sure hope it keeps on. I am beginning to
believe that I've read "Daddy Long Legs" quite some time ago, or it
is the moving picture I am thinking of, I don't know which. Thinking back I
believe Janet Gaynor took a very good part in this production.
Jan.
28, 1933
Collections were terrible this week.
Had my bike fixed for 15¢
and I thought it would be a fortune. What a break. Went to the Calumet theater
this afternoon and saw double feature. "The Crooked Circle" and
"Hell Fire Austin" were the fine features. Zasu Pitts played in the
"Crooked Circle." I sure do like her funny talk and carrage [or carroge, maybe means
"carriage" or "courage"]. Started to work the jig saw
puzzle and it took me an hour to get the corners of the bottom part together.
Dad finished it. When completed the puzzle is a beautiful picture of a Treasure
Ship, that is, one of several which can be seen in the background. I would like
to have the picture framed if it were not for the cutting of it.
Perhaps
the puzzle was framed? See the ship in the photo of Wayne's sister Donna with Farrell Isenagle on their wedding day in
1944.
Jan.
29, 1933
Went to Sunday School this morning,
but did not stay for church. Bud [McMillen]
and I joined the preparatory membership class. We came home and hitched our
dogs to our sleds. After which we went for a ride. That is, if there was a dog
before us. After dinner we had several snow ball fights, in which I got
thoroughly soaked and almost ruined. The evening was spent in reading and
helping my Dad solve a new jig saw. He sure likes them. I think they are too
tedious to sit and work on them for 5 hours like he did. This one was a picture
of a young artist painting a cardinal's picture. He suddenly looks and sees
that his saintly model has fallen asleep.
Jan.
30, 1933
Well, started second week of school
today. Gave my speech in Pub. Sp. today on Ping-Pong. Miss Lowery said that I
must improve my eye contact, otherwise it was fairly good. Got my new crystal
set tonight. It sure is a peach. When I varnish it it will look like an
electric one. Have gotten WWAE, WLS, WENR, and Gary so far. Two other stations
interfere with each other so that I cannot tell what stations they are. Went to
my cousin's tonight and didn't get to bed until 10:30, which is pretty late
when you have to rise at 5:30 and peddle papers. Started writing my journal in
this book to-day. I sure hate to copy my own writing, can hardly read it.
Jan.
31, 1933
The last day of the month. Wonder
what the next month holds in store for me. Sure hope it's something good.
Got a new piece in piano tonight.
"Humoureske" by Anton Dvorak [Humoresque].
Hope it is easy to play. It is in G Scale so I think it will be. Went to see
"Tiger Shark" at the Calumet. Edward G. Robinson played an excellent
part. He ably fills the shoes of Lon Chaney, noted for his hard
characterizations. Spent some time listening to my radio and worked on English.
Feb.
1, 1933
We are studying word associations in
English. I can remember a short story in which a mystery was solved by the
words the suspected persons associated with a word given by the inspector.
Tonight as I write in my journal I
sit in my room, listening to Ben Bernie. This calls to mind my little 2 yr. old
cousin who insists on turning on the radio and saying, "Ben Bernie."
I have finished my English assignment and Alg. However, I am not able to get 1
or 2 problems in Alg. I shall go to school earlier and ask Mrs. Rupp about
them, I believe. I don't know what's the matter but my writing is terrible
tonight. Well, I guess I'll close now and practice tomorrow's speech, then read
Liberty and "Daddy Long Legs," and then to bed. Reading always makes
me sleepy so that I get to bed early unless I can't stop reading a good story.
Feb.
2, 1933
Gave my speech today in Pub. Sp.
Miss Lowery said that I must improve my eye contact and speaker's base. She
said that I have the ability to use words correctly and easily while talking.
She made me pretty happy by saying that I had good possibilities. Yet I still
am very nervous when talking on the platform. We progressed in Typing to some
extent. Practiced 10 minute writing, or rather typing "the lad has a brave
father." It is much harder than one would think, especially since you
cannot see the keyboard.
I sure wish I could write more
neatly. My journal is becoming a mess. Stanley Pitslowski printed "My Friend"
on my journal today. He sure is a nice boy and has great possibilities of being
a cartoonist. He cartoons the cartoon on the first page of the Calumet Herald
usually.
Sad
to see the effects of time and basement storage (white splotches}
Started a copy of Samuel Pepys diary
for two weeks and a weather report for a week as an English project for extra
credit today, starting with yesterday.
Our Eng. Assignment for tomorrow was
a flop as far as I was concerned. The synonyms I found fitted exactly in the
sentences, as did the denotations. I still can't see what the point is. Went to
the Methodist Church tonight and had an excellent chicken supper, with mashed
potatoes and gravy, peas, cold slaw, and pie for only twenty-five cents. Spent
the rest of the evening in trying to get my Eng. and Alg. done. Mother didn't
get to go to lodge and isn't in a very good humor.
Feb.
3, 1933
Bought my Alg. book this morning and
am therefore $1.15 short. The first two "A" speeches were given today
in Pub. Sp. I would like to know whether they memorized their speeches or not.
If they didn't, and never had any help, they're pretty good girls. Progressed
quite a bit today in Typing. Discussed "boyfriend, gentleman friends, and
girlfriend" in Eng. Class today, which caused much uproarious laughing.
Also learned a new word, colloquialism, which means an informal rather than
literary speech, such as "fetch and tote" for carry.
Feb.
4, 1933
After I turned in my collection I
went to the Calumet and spent 10¢.
I still get in for a dime – for two hours entertainment. And such
entertainment. Harold Lyod in "Movie Crazy" gave an all-around
enjoyable treat, including laughter and sobs. Had to empty ashes alone as
mother and dad went shopping. It seemed as though my back would most break. I
finally managed to complete the task with the aid of much consolation by
myself. Dona Jean went to King's Herald to-day. She sure goes to lots of
parties and meetings of Sunday School activities almost every Saturday we are
home. Went swimming with Bud at high school pool and had a very good time,
since there were very few boys in swimming and we therefore had the water-ball
almost to ourselves. Swimming is sure a "swell" sport and I believe
I'm improving somewhat, although you are the only one who has even mentioned
it. By you I mean my diary or "My Friend" as I have named it. I hope
I can continue with this friendship.
Feb.
5, 1933 (Sunday)
Missed Sunday School and church
to-day because the car was frozen stiff, that is the crank grease was. After
putting an electric heater under it and flooding the carberoetor - not spelled right – we finally managed a
few groans from it, which finally resulted in a steady ecstasy of cylinder
motion. Had oil changed then and put in arctic oil, which is almost as thin as
dish water.
Went skating about 3 o'clock and
stayed till 6. The three hours were spent in skating, falling and resting –
mostly falling and resting. The ice was very "slick," and incidently,
very, very hard. I ought to know. Played with Harold, Bud, and Howard between
falls and had quite a time. Dad put another jig-saw together tonight. Third one
was a picture of a Pacific Sunset, portrayed by the artist in its most
beautiful form. A corner of the puzzle pictured the sand bashed beach, while the
clouded sky cast radiant and many colored shadows on the gentle Pacific waves.
Feb.
6, 1933
Another week of school started, in
which a very hard but interesting speech was assigned the very first period of
the week. Went swimming as usual on Monday and as usual, almost froze in the
seemingly ice-coated water. Started the factor theorem in Alg. and it sure is
interesting, since it so resembles plain division and yet uses quantities, as
(x-1), instead of numbers. I had planned to go skating but gave it up since a
steady wet snow is falling. Rex and I went to the park to see how the ice was
and found an inch of slush covering the otherwise good ice.
Rex
was the Milne's pet Samoyed, shown in photo on left with Wayne's mother, Eva,
who Wayne always said was Rex's true master. You can hear Wayne tell the story
of the day they got Rex here.:
Listened
to "Fu Manchu" and "Mysteries of Paris," which was quite
spooky. Somehow or other I managed to get Dad to talk about old times when he
lived on the farm near Knox. I could listen for hours and never get tired. I'm
quite sure I would thoroughly enjoy living on a farm, although I admit the work
on a farm is very hard in comparison with the work of a city boy. I have done both.
Feb.
7, 1933
Had pictures taken today for the
Dunes, our school annual. Had a headache for quite some time thereafter because
of the bright carbon lights and flashlights. Am listening to Ed Wynn. He sure
is a "card," with his sòòsòòòòò. Am overjoyed because my music
teacher can not come tonight since traffic is almost at a standstill. Something
unusual happened today in school, we got out 45 minutes earlier. I thus escaped
Eng. Class, only to prolong the agony of a test tomorrow. Suppose, I mean know I'll
get a low grade. Tests are sure pests for me, although I might study hard,
she'll ask something I can't remember or never studied. Practiced before the
mirror for my speech tomorrow. Became acquainted therefore with a humorous
audience because of silly faces.
Feb.
8, 1933
Rejoice! No school today. Miracles
do happen. After I got back from my paper route and had eaten, I had but 10 minutes
to dress for school, only to find after I got there, that there was no school.
Marjorie and Bob walked over today and stayed for dinner. Put two puzzles
together in little time, since four were working at the top of production.
Rearranged my room and installed a large wicker rocking chair with soft
cushions and armrests. A bookcase and my radio are at each side, so that I may
sit in comfort, read, and listen to my radio. Read "Daddy Long Legs"
for about an hour in such a manner. Judy was certainly irritated at Daddy's
refusal to the proposal that she go camping with Sallie McBride. Therefore she
went to the farm where she finished four short stories.
Russell Dick and his two friends,
Edward and Paul, came and stayed overnight. They are going to Chicago. We
played Ping-Pong for a long, enjoyable evening and put another jig saw together
after much deliberation. This makes 3 in one day. [Russell Dick was Eva's nephew, her sister Tola's son.]
Feb.
9, 1933
Some thermometers say 16 below,
others say 26 below, anyway, it sure is cold out. And most unbelievable of all,
there's no ice skating, since the snow has made it too rough and it has not
been removed nor reflooded as it should. Russell went to Chicago but came back
this afternoon on the bus because it was far too cold to view the "big
city." Although there was school, there was very few present. The halls
seemed vacant and seventeen was a large class for today. However, work carried
on just the same. Had a spelldown in Eng. today. Was the first speller down on
"acknowledge" since I left the "w" out, which was indeed a
"rattle brained" act. The class became rather riotous when the
announcement came that there would be no school Friday.
Feb.
10, 1933
Collected twice today. Once in the
morning and again in the afternoon. Rode my bike quite successfully, not having
"spilled" even once. Believe my collection will be a great
improvement over last weeks. Spent some time playing out until I got a
"bloody" nose. The evening was spent in listening to the radio.
Russell thinks we have a "swell" radio since we are able to bring in
all the coast cities. Listened to the Goldbergs from Dallas, Texas.
Feb.
11, 1933
Went swimming after I collected
those which never paid yesterday. Russell went with me but never went in,
although he was offered the use of the pool by Mr. Scott. Think of refusing
such an offer. After I turned in my collections I went to the Calumet with Bud
and saw "Fourth Horseman" and "Night Club Lady," both good
pictures. The latter was a thrilling mystery, cleverly solved by a suave police
commissioner. It held me in suspense during the whole picture. Tom Mix starred
in the first, it was just another western. In fact, I've almost forgotten it
already. Spent another evening playing Ping-Pong, listening to the radio,
playing carroms and talking about the weather, which has moderated somewhat.
Feb.
12, 1933
Again failed to go to Sunday school
or church. Cleaned up the house a bit while the rest of the family went and
practiced a bit, which should have been done more oftener last week, my lessons
show that. Let the meat burn and got a good sound "bawling out." Went
skating after dinner with Bud and Howard and played a new game which caused me
several bruises and thoroughly wet clothes. Bob and Marjorie, Badelia and
Stuart and Hester and Ralph came over in the evening. [Badelia and Hester were sisters, Devoy was their brother, Uncle Doc
& Aunt Orah their parents. I don't know who Bob & Marjorie are but
suspect they might be from that family as well.] Played several games and
put jig saw puzzles together. Jig saws are driving me crazy, yet I like to put
them together, that is help. I've never put one together alone yet.
Feb.
13, 1933
Seemed more like school today since
I was almost crushed to death in the far too overcrowded halls. Students seem
to have forgotten rules and regulations since they last came to school, and
threatening teachers scowl at over jubilant boys and girls. The snow has begun
to melt, making it possible for snow balls, which caused me to get thoroughly
soaked by Bud and Howard while I tediously shoveled wet, heavy snow at my
mother's request, or rather, command. Russell and Paul went over to Hester's to
stay overnight. Thought we'd have hamburger for supper but Dad couldn't get his
new-fangled , electric mixmaster grinder to working and consequently we had
fresh side meat and eggs, which ably filled the order. Went with Dad and Dona
Jean to see the "Big Broadcast" while mother went to a hard times
party. Thoroughly enjoyed the feature and the radio stars, of whom I saw Cab
Calloway, Kate Smith, Bing Crosby, Arthur Tracy, Burns and Allen, and Vincent
Lopez, one of whose songs which I enjoyed was "I'm the Drummer," sung
by a banjo-eyed tenor.
Feb.
14, 1933
Received news, bad news, from Miss
Chapman concerning tests. However I was prepared for the shock. We are studying
word photography and it sure is most interesting. Because of the death of the
chairman of something where dad works, a holiday in commemoration of him was
called and therefore dad was home today. He worked a jig saw, bought Dona Jean
some valentines for kids at school, and took them to her in the afternoon,
after which he visited the school for a while during the recitations. We told
Dona Jean that dad was going to New York in the airplane to go to the funeral,
and she believed us. Was greatly disappointed when she found out that we had
been kidding her. Took my lesson as usual but since he came so late, I was so
sleepy that I made numerous mistakes. Algebra becomes harder every day, while
Typing and Pub. Sp. are becoming more fun. Sales talk for tomorrow in Pub. Sp.
Feb.
15, 1933
Similes and metaphor, what painful
words – just can't distinguish them and use them correctly. It took me an hour
to get tomorrow's Eng. assignment and then I suppose I'll be all wrong. Was
stopped half way in my sales talk today by the bell. Ran home before the 8:30
bell today in 7 minutes. Slipped on some ice, had to change pants at home
because I tore a big hole in them, and yet got back two minutes before the bell
rang. Algebra gets harder. In fact, I have not completed tomorrow's lesson
since I don't know how. Played king of the mountain tonight with several boys
for the first time in a long time. Since the mountain was a snow pile, I was
thoroughly soaked at the end of the game. Seems as though I haven't much to
tell you today and rather than write and say nothing, I guess I'll quit all
together.
Feb.
16, 1933
Another speech assigned today and
yet I'm nervous when I get up in front of the class. We are using similies and
metaphors in photographs for English. I read "Daddy Long Legs" and
got about ten similies and metaphors for the assignment. Algebra has now turned
toward a softer path for a little while. We are studying radicals. Wrote
photographs during Eng. Class today and then wrote them over again at night.
Went to the show with Bud while dad and Dona Jean worked another jig saw. Saw
"Secrets of French Police." A good mystery was involved and cleared.
Learned a new way to pick pocket but haven't had a chance to use it as they did
in the picture. However, I don't suppose I could ever have the nerve to try it,
and anyway, I wouldn't stoop so low.
Feb.
17, 1933
Strange things do happen. Found in
"Daddy Long Legs" a reference and extracts of Samuel Pepys diary,
which I have started for 2 weeks for extra credit. Am getting further and
further and deeper and deeper into Webster's book. Judy becomes more human and
interesting every chapter and even paragraph. She has at last succeeded in
having her book printed. Its plot is laid in the John Grier Home where she
spent her early girlhood as an orphan. It would be rather charming to be an
author in my opinion.
Just finished "Daddy Long
Legs" and received pleasant surprise. He was Master Jervie. I, like Judy,
should have suspected it but I, like Judy, am not a good detective. Her last
letter to him told and explained their meeting very cleverly, and I believe
Jean Webster is a good surprise-ending or novel writer. Have already thought of
my time exposure for Monday's English assignment.
Feb.
18, 1933
As usual, went swimming with Bud after
collecting, which weren't very good this week. After our delightful swim, Bud
and I went down town to turn in my collections and to stroll around town,
mostly in Goldblatts. Bought two sodas and two hot dogs for 15¢ together. It usually
would have cost 15¢
each. Came home and spent the rest of the day riding our bikes and taking our
dogs out. This is more or less of a tune table but I haven't thought of
anything much today.
Went to Hester's to take Russell's
shoes to him.
Feb.
19, 1933
Went to church and Sunday school for
one reason, had to. Almost fell asleep during church services since I had too
much sleep last night. Sounds funny but it's true. Bud and I rode our bikes
through snow drifts and the like in the afternoon. I turned completely over when
my front wheel stuck in a snow bank. The evening was spent in playing jig saw
as usual.
Feb.
20, 1933
Mr. Gettings came at 3:30 to-day to
give lesson. Time is much better than at 7:00. Gave me new piece, Pizzicatti, a
ballet for dancing. It's very light and when played by him, gives the impression
of a girl tripping across a stage on her toes, and then kicking gracefully over
her head to complete her run shown in music by swift, light playing. I believe
it'll be hard for me since it has 2 & 3 flats.
Feb.
21, 1933
Another cousin today by Agnes and
Jaik [Schoon. I believe Agnes is Uncle
Doc & Aunt Orah's daughter, sister to Hester, Badelia & Devoy.].
They say he's quite a bouncer at 8 lbs. 6 oz. Jerald said, "Goodie, now
I'll have a boy to play with" when it was told him. He doesn't realize he'll
be much bigger when he's of playing age.
A beautiful spring day, and
therefore I played out a little. Another jig saw tonight. Will the fad ever die
out?
Feb.
22, 1933
Such a day! Sparrows seem to call to
the southern birds to fly north. The snow is all gone and the streets are dry.
However, I did not enjoy the balmy spring day since I had to stay in and wash
kitchen walls, needless to say, much to my disgust. Can you imagine? Hester
brought Aunt Tola and Grandma up to see the baby [Tola was Eva's sister and Grandma Eva's mother, Mary (Fish) Kesler].
They happened in right in the midst of the cleaning and pitched right in to
help us finish it, Thank Heavens! The folks went over to Uncle Dock's [Eva's brother-in-law, Joseph Kesler] but Dona Jean and I stayed home to get to bed
on time. Boy! But my writing is terrible. I sure need to take typewriting so I
can at least read my own writing. Am progressing quite a bit in Typing and Pub.
Sp. both. I am more and more courageous up on the stage.
Feb.
23, 1933
Another spring day. In fact, the
warmest Feb. 23rd in 23 years. I guess old man winter is either
preparing us for another cold snap, or is trying to make up with us after the
last. Saw "Robber's Roost" at Paramount with Bud. George O'Brien was
the hero of the story by Zane Grey, that immortal Western author, who, for some
strange unknown reason, teachers refuse to take or accept as book reports. I
bet they read his stories themselves. I'm quite sure I do when I get a chance.
Gave a speech in Pub. Sp. today on
jig saw puzzles, and believe it or not, got a great big joy-filled A. At last
they've done me some good.
Feb.
24, 1933
Was caught in a rain storm tonight
returning from collecting. My pants legs clung to my legs like a slippery clam.
Dad had a surprise party tonight for his birthday which was on the 6th.
Rather late but it sure was a surprise. He came home after a church meeting at
which Dr. Shannon preached, and walked into a dark living room to put his hat
and coat away when suddenly we all shouted, "Surprise!" and he only
said in a stupor, "What for?" Those present were our family, Ashers,
Laymons, Weavers, Bloombergs, Devoys, and last but not least, Rex, who joined
in the surprise by barking joyously. [Devoy
was Eva's cousin, son of her mother's sister Orah. Orah was married to Joseph
Kesler, or "Uncle Doc."]
Feb.
25, 1933
Almost had the pool to ourselves
today, Bud and I. Played tag in the water and had quite a lot of fun. Went down
town to turn in collection and bought two sodas for a nickel at the Igloo store
on Hohman. A soda used to cost 15¢
apiece. Bought a nickel's worth of peanuts at Goldblatts and ate them all day.
Saw "Blonde Venus" and "Come on Danger" at the Calumet in
afternoon for 10¢.
Still getting in on a child's ticket. Pictures were fairly good, especially
Blonde Venus. Another jig saw worked tonight.
Feb.
26, 1933 (Sunday)
Went to Sunday School but failed to
stay for church. Had a delicious roast chicken for dinner with extra thick,
brown gravy flooding clouds of mashed potatoes, like a chocolate ice cream
sundae. It melted in my mouth just like ice cream. Uncle Jim came up from
Michigan on business with his boss, who drove a new Plymouth. [Uncle Jim (wife Pansy) was Lester's
brother, #11 of the 13 Milne children.] Went with Dad in this car and sure
wish we had one. It seems as though you're sailing along instead of riding.
What with floating power, free wheeling automotive clutch, and all steel bodie
– hydraulic brakes – it gives the smoothness of an eight and the economy of a
four. Dad showed the company the moving pictures we have taken and they sure
enjoyed them to the utmost.
Bud and I thought we'd go for a
little ride so we started out about 3 o'clock toward the clay hole. From there
we followed Route 6 out to South Holland. We then turned and went 3 miles to
Thornton, after which we came back through S. Holland and went 2 miles to Dalton.
Our presumed little ride was stretched into a journey and we were dead tired
when we finally reached home, after bucking a strong wind. Nevertheless, we
enjoyed our Sunday afternoon ride.
Feb.
27, 1933
As luck would have it, I was called
on today for a speech in Pub. Sp., and as usual I found myself unprepared. I
misstated one sentence and had to lengthen my speech and keep talking. However,
I got a B- for my trouble. Uncle Jim and his bosses went home today and the house
seems rather lonely. Spent an hour in exasperating play in the cool evening
today and the rest of the evening was spent in solving Alg. problems and
preparing speech for Eng. tomorrow. Had test today in Eng. And it sure was
hard. After studying a full hour for it I suppose I'll just barely pass it. I
just can't understand it and I can't see why it's taught. All other Englishes
were a snap as compared to this English V.
Feb.
28, 1933
Had test in Alg. today which was
pretty hard. However, I know I'll get a better grade on it than in Eng. Was
assigned speech for tomorrow in Pub. Sp. It is to contain 3 general ends and is
a test speech. Am undecided as to what to use for a statement of aim. Have
spent the last 15 minutes looking over my journal for a suitable subject to no
avail. Wish I could give it next day so that I might have more time to prepare
it.
March
1, 1933 [A grade of "B-" in red
pencil appears at the top of the page for March 1.]
Another new month and to start it in
right, am I ever disgusted. In looking over my journal for the last 2 wks, I
found nothing but a time schedule, which means a low grade for the final
entries. On top of that I got a C on my Eng. test which will bring me down on
my cards. All my extra credit work is now worth nothing. One consolation, my
Alg. test paper had only 3 errors on it, which means at least a B grade.
Went over to Devoy's to-night and
later to Aunt Orah's, to surprise her on her birthday. We all got into the
house without her knowing and then yelled "Surprise" all in one
accord. Talked and had refreshments and did not get to bed until a quarter of
twelve. Of course I am writing this paragraph Thurs. morning. I didn't waste
any time getting to bed last night. Dawgone, I just tore this sheet loose.
March
2, 1933
Went to see "Prestige" and
"The Last Man" at the Calumet. Had to pay adult's price this time.
"Prestige" was about a French soldier, assigned as commander of a
penal colony in Africa, where many French commanders had broken under the
strain and heat of the tropics. Ann Harding came to Africa to stay with her
lover and later married him at the colony. Prestige was the only way that the
two held up and were able to return to Paris. "The Last Man" was a
sea story and so of course a good one to me. It was told in a strange manner
which greatly added to one's interest as he was loathed to find out how every
sailor but a man and a girl had been killed on a drifting freighter.
March
3, 1933
Did not collect as much as usual
today as I didn't stay long enough. Not many in school since several are
attending the tournament.
Went over to Bud's tonight since he
was all alone and requested my presence. We worked the "Old Fort" in
an hour and a half, which is fairly good time. It is, when completed, a
beautiful picture of an old fort on the banks of a clear river, winding its way
through the birch tree-covered channels to a city, seen in the far away
background. After the puzzle was finished we made and ate some popcorn and then
I went home. Dad's still working on "Between Two Fires."
March
4, 1933
Inauguration today. The whole nation
has every sense focused on the capital and its activities. All over the country
the proceedings may be heard by means of the radio, that most important
invention to civilization. When Roosevelt was elected, there was a joke going
around that all banks would be closed down months after the inauguration, which
of course was true since that happened to be the "Fourth of July."
Little did the people think that this might come true, but it has. In fact, on
the very day that Roosevelt took office every bank in the U.S.A. was ordered
not to cash any checks. Today was payday at Dad's plant today and as usual,
everyone was paid with checks. But they couldn't cash them and the plant could
only draw 50% of their money out so that the men are without their pay,
practically.
Went to Grandma's and stopped at
Uncle Charley's. Aunt Clist, Aunt Mable and her husband and daughter [Mabel was Eva's sister, who was married to
Chris North and their daughter was Milly who married Eldon Crackel] were to
Grandma's so we went to Aunt Tola's to sleep. There we saw a most peculiar and
unusual sight. A family had been forced out of its home and was sitting with
all its furniture on the side of the road, waiting for the trustee to move them
since they had no money. Such a sight's pathetic and makes me wonder what this
world is coming to.
March
5, 1933
Went to Grandma's for dinner and
after having much fun around the farm, left for home. It seems as though I have
exhausted my thoughts yesterday. Wonder how Hammond came out in the finals.
Tomorrow will tell.
March
6, 1933
Oh Joy! Hammond won the sectional
tournament and are we proud. Hammond lost football championship by one point
and won basketball by one point, 24 to 25. Had but 3 periods in school today,
followed by auditorium session and then a parade in celebration. The rest of
the day we got off because Mr. Caldwell saw the winning game and just couldn't
help rewarding the players by giving the whole high school a half day's vacation.
While Hammond celebrates such a
victory, Chicago mourns the death of their mayor, Anton Cermak, who finally succumbed
to his assassin's bullet received while with Roosevelt. No doubt Zangara, the
assassin who attempted to kill Roosevelt, will be hanged or executed for
murder.
Saw "Smilin' Through" at
the Calumet tonight with Bud. Doubtless I shall never forget such a wonderful
production based on the stage play. Norma Shearer played the best part I have
ever seen her play. The man who took the part of John, I forget his real name,
was certainly a wonderful actor. Such a picture soothes one's nerves after such
a strenuous day, and makes him realize the real, true emotions of life known as
love, as so exquisitely portrayed by "Smilin' Through."
March
7, 1933
Started extemporaneous speeches for
the second time in Pub. Sp. Going deeper into Algebra and English is getting to
be simply awful. We are taking scansion of poems and I sweat for hours trying
to get my assignments done to this avail. Everything seems to be going "da
dumda dum dad um" or 1-1-1-1-1-. It gets in my blood and makes it boil.
Would feel somewhat relieved if someone were to _______ whisper in my ear of
what value it is to one who has not picked the art of poem writing as a means
of livelihood.
Tomorrow is the red letter day.
Report cards for the first semester are given out. Follows an estimate of my
grades by myself: Public Sp. – B. Typing – A (I know I'll get an A because I
have completed enough perfect copies as required for an A); Swimming – C or B;
Algebra III – B; English – C. I will know by tomorrow evening how close my
estimate is and enter it in my journal.
March
8, 1933
Had quite an unexpected test today
in Pub. Sp. Such a test does not make you lay awake the night before, but the
night after, no sleep can refresh you. We are in two unknowns in Alg. and have
solved the equations by multiplication, addition, and substitution methods so
far. The assignment for tomorrow consists of solving 8 equations for 2 unknowns
by the graph method. I find it very interesting and enjoyable.
My estimation was somewhat low in
accordance with that of my teachers, either estimation or average. My grades
were as follows:
Pub. Sp. B-B-B
Typing A-A-A
Swim (avg.) C (Got B last year)
Alg. III A-A-A
English V A-A-B+ (a pleasant surprise)
Feel better than I did when I wrote
in Journal on the first of March. Hope I can keep my grades up and possibly
raise them for the two remaining semesters. Still can't understand scansion and
hate it worse every day. Haven't found out as yet what good it is anyway.
March
9, 1933
Mother had hard time party here
tonight so Dad, Dona Jean, and I went to the Orpheum to see Will Rodgers in
"Too Busy to Work," a good picture taken from the book
"Jubilo." Will Rodgers played the part of the tramp, Jubilo, very
well. Of course, his usual wit was there with him. No doubt he is one of the
wittiest men in the present day and age.
When we got home the party was
playing pinochle and what a noise. Twelve women all talking at once and me in
the next room trying to get some much needed sleep, but to no avail. Dad worked
on a jig saw in the basement during the party. It is "The Charging
Elephant."
March
10, 1933
As usual, was called on for speech
on first day today. I never get a break. I know I could get a better grade by
giving my speech the second day, but Miss Lowery seems to want to see me not
totally prepared.
Had test today in English on poems.
I know I got low grade since I can't seem to completely understand what it's
all about. Got 95 on a class test on scansion we had a couple of days ago.
Finished copy no. 4 today in Typing.
Miss Newnham dictated a peculiar poem today. Here it is:
A snail was heard to say
As down a wall he slid,
"I must pick out the driest
spots,
Or else I'll surely skid."
A tortoise reached a briar-patch
And muttered at this juncture,
"I really must stop speeding
now,
Or I will get a puncture."
Can
you imagine a snail skidding or a tortoise speeding? Kind of a childish poem
but a clever one at that. Perhaps I was lead to put this in my journal only
because we're studying poems in English.
March
11, 1933
Only got to go swimming for a few
minutes today and was lucky to get that. There were only four of us swimming
and did we have the fun. Bud and I went uptown afterwards to turn in my
collections and to shop a little. Bought a pair of shoes, a pair of gloves and
5 pairs of socks – not at Goldblatts either. Ate at the Red Rooster. Meal
consisted of 2 hamburgers, bottle of rootbeer, and a cuke [pickle], for 20¢.
Made popcorn at night and Marjorie and Bob came over. Marjorie worked a jig saw
puzzle while visiting.
March
12, 1933
Went to Sunday School, where we had
quite an interesting discussion concerning Roosevelt and his "more power"
requests, also about Hitler and his Nazi army driving out the Jews. Went with
Bud to the Parthenon after dinner to see Eddie Cantor in "The Kid from
Spain," a hilariously good picture. It seems that more people go to shows
than to church on Sunday because the theatre was packed. In fact, Bud and I sat
in the very last row of seats in the balcony. Had to run to catch the bus and
just got home in time to ride to Hessville in Bud's dad's ford coupe. Tried to
write a Ballad today and what a "flop" it is. Can't see how Miss
Chapman expects us to write poetry, that requires a genius.
March
13, 1933
Had Miss Chapman for Pub. Sp. today.
Miss Lowery must be sick. Finished two copies of copy no. 5 in Typing today.
Was told by Dick in swimming class today that I had been accepted into the Hi-Y
and was to be initiated tonight. What an initiation! I was sent blindfolded on
my hands and knees through a long line of boys with wooden paddles and belts
and did I ever suffer. Following that they blindfolded me and put me on a
table. They then dropped something in my mouth and ordered me to swallow it,
which I unwillingly did. That was my first two oysters. Yes sir; my first and
last. After that some were called upon to give extemporaneous speeches of two
minute length. We then had refreshments in the cafeteria consisting of pie ala
mode.
March
14, 1933
Mr. Gettings came today to teach for
the first time in 3 weeks. He had some kind of eye trouble which he says will
cost him quite a bit to cure. In spite of the fact that I had 3 weeks to
practice in, my lesson was not so good. Worked all evening on studies. [Wayne & Donna both
took piano lessons from Mr. Gettings. My dad said they would get to giggling in
the summertime because Mr. Gettings wore a hair piece and would subtly try to lift it
off his forehead in an attempt to cool off. The photo below is
Wayne playing the organ in 1964. Apparently his piano lessons
weren't for naught.]
March
15, 1933
Today Dona Jean and I are each a
year older. She is ten and I am sixteen. Another year of life's journey left
behind with no outstanding accomplishment other than that of being educated
almost every day. Had birthday cake tonight with Wayne and Dona Jean written on
it. Got a pair of pajamas from mother and dad. Dona Jean got two pairs of
stockings and 2 pairs of gloves. I nor she either gave each other anything
although we had intended to, but time slipped by too fast. Bought quart of ice
cream and ate about a pint myself, since no one else wanted much.
Had a good auditorium session today
advertising the debate for Thursday and the Mardi Gras for Friday night. Would
like to go to both but can hardly see how I can make it.
"On the Bottom," by
Ellsberg, is sure an excellent book, telling of the amusing, dangerous,
thrilling, and exciting hardships of deep sea divers in their attempt to raise
the S-51, sunken by the City of Rome with the loss of all but 3 of their men.
March
16, 1933
Not much happened today it seems.
Went to the Paramount with Bud tonight to see the "Mysterious Rider,"
another Western by Zane Grey, and as usual, a good, clean thriller. George
O'Brien did not play but Kent took his place ably, being better looking but not
quite such an excellent specimen of manliness as George presents with beaming
muscular chest. Went early and was asleep by 9:30.
Advanced several pages in "On
the Bottom." It gets more interesting as the time nears for the sunken
S-51 to be raised. The life of a deep sea diver is sure full of intense
excitement. Would like to be aboard a salvage ship to watch all the strange
sights which occur every day.
March
17, 1933
A wonderful spring day today with
several robins calling for rain in the lofty branches of an oak tree or on the
branchless telephone poles, whose arms stick out above in mock imitation of branches.
Gave speech in Pub. Sp. today. Read "On the Bottom" in Eng. class
today. Could hardly do any work since I had a terrible stiff neck which pained
clear up into my head.
Went to a church supper tonight and
stayed for evening Sermons, preached by Dr. Davis. It was family group night.
March
18, 1933
Did not go swimming today because of
my sore neck so got to turn my collections in early. Ate a bite with Dick and
went to the Parthenon to see "Employee's Entrance," a good picture
starring Loretta Young. The department store reminded me of Goldblatts. It seemed
as though the picture was a direct slam at this particular organization of
department stores. Did my English assignment in the evening and later finished "On
the Bottom," with the determination that someday I would watch a salvage
crew at work. Would be excellent for a life's work if there wasn't so much
danger and death always lurking near the diver who, although only a few hundred
feet below the surface, is always a thousand miles away from safety, light and
life-giving, free air mingled with sunshine.
March
19, 1933
To Church and Sunday School today.
Had an excellent dinner of roast pork, potatoes, green beans, and all that goes
with these stables. Badelia and Stewy came over in the afternoon. While they
worked a jig saw Howard gave me for my birthday present, I spent my time more
beneficially by preparing my Pub. Sp. assignment and writing out a book report
card. Read magazines in the evening while Mother and Dad went to church. Had no
book to read and so read a few short stories, which are refreshing to one's mind
on such a bleak, dreary day as this has been.
March
20, 1933
Who would think that today was the
first day of spring. The streets, covered with frozen rain, afford a slippery
hazard unseen by the brilliance of sparkling trees, surpassing any Christmas
tree I have ever yet seen. It seems as though you were living in a land of
crystals, til suddenly you find yourself sitting on a sidewalk rather than
standing and you come to the full realization that it would not be such a
beautiful life to live in such a land. However, you do agree that such a life
could not but be eventful after your little experience.
Got the "Haunted Bookshop"
to read but Glenford said I should read its predecessor so I got
"Parnassus on Wheels" by Morley. Am half way through it and want to
read all the time. Such a life as the Professor, Rodger Mifflin, leads in his
Parnassus would sure be interesting and worth while. Through his library on
wheels he has become acquainted with every possible type of people, and he
feels that with his fund of information he owes it to the world to write a
book, which no doubt, would have some references to his many adventures.
March
21, 1933
Think of it! I got out of giving my
speech today. Finished reading "Parnassus on Wheels." Can well
appreciate Helene McGills love for the little professor. He certainly was a
lovable creature. I think the story could not have ended any better, although I
must confess it was a pleasant surprise. Having finished this excellent book –
which by the way I had thought of as very uninteresting – I am determined that
I shall read the next one, "The Haunted Bookshop."
Saw "Bill of Divorcement"
at Calumet tonight with Bud and Sis. A good picture with exceptional actors,
John Barrymore, Billie Burke, and some other excellent, yet homely, actors.
After fifteen years, the husband escaped from an insane asylum and came
directly home, quite sane unless aroused to anger. His daughter, learning that
there was insanity in her blood, called off her wedding with her lover, David
Manner, and prepared to stay with her father, since she figured she was in the
same boat as him.
March
22, 1933
Gave speech in Pub. Sp. today. Miss
Lowery said that my brief was very good. Was assigned a speech for tomorrow on
the most interesting book I ever read. Think I'll take "Parnassus on
Wheels," since I can hardly forget it, especially the professor. Glen says
that the "Haunted Bookshop" is better yet. I tried to get it but it
seemed to be out.
Went over to Devoy's tonight for
supper. Had a tense discussion at great length on the beer question. Dad seems
to have spent some time (at the office) on figuring out how beer will not give
the government revenue. He says that in order to obtain the revenue which the
government figures on, each man of a family of three would have to drink a
barrel of beer a year. This would mean a pint a day and if he should miss one
day, he would have to drink two the next day. One constellation [consolation?] of dad's is that if they
get 3.2 beer, they will probably be so disgusted with it that they won't want
to repeal the 18th amendment. I hope so.
March
23, 1933
Gave speech although not very well
prepared and was lucky enough to get B+ on it.
I wonder what the outcome of
Germany's dictatorship will be. She has already demanded that Japan give back
the islands gained in the World War. This is liable to cause complications
resulting in another war of nations. The Times made the bold statement tonight
that the reports concerning the Nazis & the Jews in Germany were falsely printed
by other newspapers and yet United States has demanded a reason for the Nazi's
actions. If you'd ask me, I think U.S. should keep her nose out of affairs lest
it be ground off.
Bud and Dyhle came over tonight. Bud
and I worked on jig-saw while Dyhle used typewriter.
March
24, 1933
Went swimming again today. Seems
good after staying out so long. Collected about $5.00 tonight. Went over to Bud's
in evening to let Dyhle use the typewriter again. Had some excellent fudge. It
seems as though I don't have time to think on Fridays or Saturdays.
March
25, 1933
No swimming today for some unknown
reason. Bud and I went down town to turn in my collection and afterwards went
to the Igloo for a malted milk (double rich for only a dime. Think of it).
After dinner we went to the Calumet and saw double features. "Renegade of
the West" and "The Last Mile." The latter of which was an
excellent picture portraying the lives of those unlucky devils whose life will
soon be taken by the electric chair. The scenes in the "death house,"
the cells where condemned prisoners are kept, are most tragic and makes one
shudder at the inhumane acts of some wardens.
March
26, 1933
Did not stay for church today, but
walked home with Bud. Thought we'd have chicken for dinner but were
disappointed because it was too tough. Had to boil it for supper. Marjorie,
Bob, Hester, and Ralph came over in afternoon and stayed for supper. Went
riding with Bud on bikes out to the Calumet River, where we filled our shoes
with mud, tramping along the river bank. Came home by way of Junior's and Hogue
was over there with his motor bike. Had a couple of rides and sure did enjoy
them. I have ten dollars to buy one just like it but I don't suppose Dad would
let me. However, I believe I'll make an attempt.
March
27, 1933
They tell me that our lockers were
searched by pupils for stolen books and instruments over the weekend (Miss
Chapman says that this would be wrong or rather babyish so I'll change it.)
There's a rumor going around the school that our lockers have been raided or
searched for stolen books and instruments. You see, I'm really learning
something in English. Our advisory is still a winner, 27 to 3. They've a chance
to take the tournament. Thought I would read over any journal during study period
today but couldn't even read my own writing. I guess I should learn to type for
I sure can't write.
Went to Bob's for supper tonight and
then to the Calumet with Dad and Bob while mother and Marjorie went to a
shower. Saw Paul Muni in "I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang." (What a
long title and what a good story). The picture perhaps falsely portrayed the
cruelties of the chain gang but nevertheless it left a vivid impression on you.
It also gave you a determination that if you ever had the chance to vote on the
chain gang system, that you would vote it down would be a certainty.
Boy, but my writing is terribly
shaky today.
March
28, 1933
Just read "Fraternity
Brother," a short story by some senior from some college. I think it is an
excellent story showing the jealousy of humans, especially with those who
thrive in high school or college. A studious person making "A" grades
is always out of the social standard, and yet, those who criticize him for his
studious attitude are always ready and willing, sometimes beseeching, to take
help from him. I have had the same feeling toward girls who made straight
"A's" especially those who tried their hardest to broadcast their
good grades. Yet, many is the time that I have gladly accepted their aid in my
Latin – but then, who wouldn't gladly accept help in that aged language of old?
March
29, 1933
Am still trying in vain to obtain
the "Haunted Bookshop" from the library. Soon it will be time for
book reports and I won't have it read in time to hand in.
The sweet breath of spring seems
loathe to stay, for, after such a beautiful beginning, the day turned out to be
a rain dreary day. Along with spring comes housecleaning and so, this evening
was spent in beating mattresses, cleaning springs, etc. much to my dislike. I
suppose from now on, during spring weather, my evenings will be unwillingly
spent in such a manner. I wonder if I'll be able to remember all that we were
to have learned lately in English. Alg. gets harder every day in every way.
March
30, 1933
To collect as usual tonight. Came
home earlier & played a little basket ball with Bud. Went to the show
tonight to see George O'Brian in "Smoke Lightning." A good Western by
Zane Grey again. Almost drowned going to the show and lost my heel running to
get in a dry spot.
March
31, 1933
I am writing these few accounts at a
later date as I have got my dates kind of mixed up I guess. Today is Friday.
April
1, 1933
April Fool's Day & I fooled
myself right away by starting to write March instead of April Hardly seems
possible that the month came up so fast. Started reading the "Haunted Bookshop."
Played basketball this afternoon until I was actually dead tired. Went to see
Kate Smith in "Hello Everybody" at the Paramount with the rest of
family. Kate sure makes a hit whether singing, acting, or both. She presents
herself on the screen in such a manner as to assure one that she is only acting
natural. It is a well-known fact that she gives a large sum to various charity
organizations every year.
April
2, 1933
Went to Sunday School & walked
home. Had a good dinner at home and was visited by Hester, Ralph, Bob and
Marjorie in evening. Dad finished "Glory of the West," a beautiful
painting of a cliff & forest bordered stream wandering through the golden
evening.
April
3, 1933
It seems as though I am unable to
think any more. Spent the whole evening doing my assignment in Pub. Sp. &
Alg. Played basket-ball until I was almost beyond recuperation again. Am
getting further into the "Haunted Bookshop" and find it quite as interesting
as Glen stated. The bookshop is called, "Parnassus at Home."
April
4, 1933
Aunt Clist visited us today. Played
quite a bit of basketball and won. Did my studies and read in the evening. The
news of the crash of the Akron in the sea with the loss of some 24 men reached
us today by way of morning newspapers. It seems that dirigibles just can't be
perfected to withstand the _______ elements of nature.
April
5, 1933
Read a good metaphor in connection
with the crash of the Akron in this morning's Tribune. It was in an article
about how Mrs. Morfett received the news of her husband's death aboard the
Atlantic. He was Rear Admiral of the U.S. Navy in the Aeronautic Bureau. When
the telephone rang about 2 in the morning, Mrs. Morfett was told that the Akron
had crashed and that she was to tell the admiral. It is said that she seemed to
push the words out of her mouth in answering, "The Admiral was on
the Akron."
Finished the "Haunted
Bookshop" tonight while eating delicious popcorn, popped by none other
than myself. I wish that I were able to read more of the doings of Rodger and
Helen Mifflin. It seems to me that Christopher Morley is truly a great
character writer, for, I cannot get his vivid characters from my mind. In fact,
I find myself wishing that I were a second hand bookseller and were able to
read good books all day long. Again, Christopher's – I think so much of him
that I feel I know him well enough to call him by his first name – surprise
ending leaves one in a satisfied state of mind. More of Christopher Morley for
me and also, more extensive reading of good books, many of which were mentioned
in the "Parnassus on Wheels" and the "Haunted Bookshop."
April
6, 1933
Saw our Advisory win tonight. It
sure was a good game. The score was 29 to 27. It seemed that it was a 2 point
game all the way.
Now just for fun, I'll write this
passage and reduce my prediction. ----Saw our Advisory win tonight in a 2-point
game, 27 to 29. This is the first advisory tournament they've had in a long
time.
An excellent play was presented for
auditorium session today. It was a new kind in which the scenery and costumes
are left to the imagination of the audience. The character must through their
skilled acting convey to the audience the meaning and in cases where it is
almost impossible for imagination, the stage manager talks or reads some part
(explanatory). I believe the play is a very amusing sort if need be. It
develops one's imagination and seems like a rest after seeing the old one act
plays which are all alike. Such a play every now and then mixed in with other
plays and movies, is like a bowl of cracked nuts in a fine banquet. It is an
enticing delicacy in other words.
April
7, 1933
Much celebration was had in Advisory
this morning because of success in the tournament. Miss Overmeyer treated each
and every one of us to a double Milky Way, which we ate during Advisory period.
Following this we had speeches by every team member, making the whole
celebration last for about 20 minutes. Miss Overmeyer gave a very vivid
description of her anxiety before, during, and even after the game. She took
the trophy home and shined it up for us.
Went to the Parthenon with Bud to
see "Parachute Jumpers." I thought it was very good because I, like
most other boys, I guess, am interested in the many forms of aeronautics.
April
8, 1933
With the brevity of Napoleon
Bonaparte, I write below the day's happenings: Collected, had a malted milk,
played basketball, read in evening, went to bed, and slept. P.S. No
extraordinary thoughts entered mind (which is a rest).
April
9, 1933
Such a beautiful spring day. When
one steps out into the clean, fresh air blown drowsily by a lazy southern wind,
his blood tingles as if chilled and the spirit of adventure wells up into your
throat, almost choking you with thrills. How could anyone resist such a
calling. Often times I have heard of "spring fever," but to me, such
a fever is the want of adventure and activity in the open air, blessed by a warm
sun. I spent the whole afternoon answering this call with Bud. We rode anywhere
that traffic was not too abundant.
Went to Hester's awhile tonight.
April
10, 1933
Another week started. It won't be
long until the whole day can be spent in the open. I suppose they'll change
their mind, however, and let school continue through June.
Saw Lee Tracy in a good carnival
picture (The Half-Naked Truth) at the Orpheum. I sure like Lee Tracy for he is
a very good talker and actor.
April
11, 1933
Another spring day today. At this
rate we'll be going swimming soon and not in the H.S. pool either. Saw an
excellent auditorium session today in school. It lasted almost an hour and cut
out 2nd period, also cutting short 3rd period. The
presentation was that which will be used on the Enchanted Island at the Century
of Progress to entertain children. Trained dogs, canaries, parrots, a monkey,
and an African flock of birds went through tricks which surely must have
required years of teaching by a loving, patient trainer. It was the best animal
show I have ever seen.
Aunt Tola helped mother clean house
and they managed to fully complete two rooms. Tomorrow they hope to finish
another two rooms. Then there will be but two rooms for me to help clean.
April
12, 1933
December
15, 1933
Have allowed diary to lapse for quite
a period of time mainly due to neglect and lack of interest. However, upon
looking through a few entries, I was awakened to the desire of writing again in
my diary and am now fulfilling the desire.
Was fortunate enough to get an A in
a speed test for ten minutes, which I hope will bring up that discouraging E
and D which I made in a speed and accuracy test for 5 minutes yesterday. Only
got an 89 in an English test on The First Book of the Tale of Two Cities. I
thought I knew it fairly well but, evidently I was mistaken. I'm afraid my
History test was not as it should have been, for I am positive of at least one
mistake, which might lower my grade to a B, and I need an A to raise all
previous tests.
Went to the show with sis, Bud and
his father at the Parthenon to see Richard Dix in "Ace of Aces," an
exciting air story during the World War. The story was much the same as all war
stories, and yet presented another view to the side of the war. It shows the
tragedy of the war rather than the false glory of killing fellow mankind. To
me, it tends to show that the countries of the world in general are beginning
to look on this side of war and to do as much as possible to prevent it.
However, at the same time, we find most of the leading countries, including United
States, militarying in many and varied forms, under the leadership of men with
a strong personality.
Is it any wonder that we wonder what
it is all coming to, anyway?
December
16, 1933
December
20, 1933
Well, I guess I've slipped again.
Here it's been 4 days since I have written in my diary. Had I been taking
English II that could never have happened. Howsomever, (I like to say it), here
it is but 5 days to Xmas and I'm very much afraid that it will find quite
unprepared since I have but two gifts purchased at the present time. Am quite
undecided as to what to buy Dad and Bud. Found out tonight that [he
never finished this thought]
December
26, 1933
The day after Christmas, and what a
day! A new world lies without, with clean snow scurrying before the wind in a
vain attempt to conquer mountainous drifts of light fluffy snow like its self.
The mercury hovers around ten above, like a consistent, Missouri mud [? hard to read], in spite of the fact
that "old Sol" is beaming forth in all his winter glory.
This entry is being written with my
most esteemed Christmas gift, a Sheaffer's Feathertouch Fountain pen. I
certainly hope my fingers are sticky enough to hold on to this pen, just as I
hope they're not sticky enough to hold to someone else's property. Along with
the pen, I feel I should also mention the leather brief case with zipper
closing method in one compartment, from mother. Although I first thought I
would have no use for it since I have such a short distance to go to school. I
have finally concluded that I can carry books to school and back with less
difficulty and then too there's the future to think of. If I am lucky enough
indeed to enter a college or a university I suppose I might find many
innumerable purposes for this brief case, as some patent medicines claim cures
for innumerable diseases.
Wore my Xmas gloves to Uncle Henry's
yesterday. Received a white shirt from mother, a blue one and 2 pairs of heavy
working stocks from Dona Jean. Some other of my Xmas gifts are as follows: a
green shirt from Gerald Ray (he drew my name), a pair of stocks from Bud, a
pair of socks from Hester, a group of handkerchiefs from Aunt Orah, a tie rack
from Dee and Stew, a fountain pen & pencil set from lady on route, a tie
from lady on route, and $2.00 or over in tips from route.
Some of the high-spots so to speak
of the families' gifts are a doll and "Orphan Annie" watch for
sister, a copper percolator, or rather dripolator, along with a fur wrap,
blankets, waffle iron, and several other things for mother and a suede jacket
for Dad. It seems that Dad gets so much for the others and receives so little
in return. However he seems to take a great joy in giving, and pays little
attention to his own few gifts while others are unwrapping their presents from
himself. Well I guess I have certainly given my pen a try in this entry and I
am very decided that it is a very, very satisfactory fountain pen. May I repeat
Dear Friend, I certainly hope that I do not lose it as I have so many other
fountain pens.
Curses, I have to go now and wash a
"blooming, blimey," sea going wash machine, one of the most
"dreaded-by- me" jobs in this whole wide world of ours (you and I
included, maybe I should have said 'you and me').
December
27, 1933
The old year is fast dying out, only
to be followed by one much the same as it, I fear. It seems that things are not
moving, unless it be backwards, in spite of the attempts of boasting by
Roosevelt and his regime.
Today I am writing this entry in a
newly made room of my own concoction in the basement. I now have my own
private, personal desk, neatly arranged and "rarin" for school work
to be completed on its shiny, oilcloth coverings. Enclosed in this room, whose
two walls are cement and the other two blankets, also is included an easy,
wicker, rocker chair besides a lamp on a bookcase filled with old and musty
books, long since expounded and yet still safe from the rag bag or fire. Above
my desk brightly shines another lamp, by which I depend wholly for light, since
the day-light is partially shut off by a closely adjoining building. In one
corner can be seen my old crystal radio untouched for at least one whole year.
On my desk – breakfast table of old – a typewriter stands close at hand, left
hand; while on my right, a box stands ready for any papers which I might deem
important enough to keep for future use or pleasure. Would I were able to have
this room in some upstairs, but since our house has no second story, I must
content myself with this basement room. I must confess I am reminded of
Tellyson's Bank in London as described by Dickens in "The Tale of Two
Cities," when I pause to review my "own-made" room.
I believe and hope that the
thermometer has reached rock-bottom for a spell when it dropped to twelve below
today. Had anyone have asked me if it was cold this morning while I was
peddling papers, I would probably have answered, "The thermometer says
it's cold and my face tends to agree, but my body insists that it is
summer." This statement would have been true for I had on 3 pairs of
pants, a sweat shirt, a shirt, a heavy sweater, a leather sheep-skin coat, a
leather helmet, 2 pairs of socks, a pair of heavy work shoes, and galoshes, so
that my face was the only part of my body which was in any way cold. When I
came home my mother asked, "Did you get cold, son?" I replied, No,
but I'm awful tired from carrying so many clothes around."
Have not been out at all today only
to deliver papers and take Rex out twice. Spent the morning making Mother a
shelf for her plants on the back porch and finished by making a study, which I
have described.
Well, I suppose I have spent over a
half-hour in making this entry, but it has been an enjoyable half hour, and I
sincerely hope that I may enjoy many more like it in the time allotted me by
God.
I feel it necessary to write that I
have finished "A Tale of Two Cities" by Charles Dickens, and must say
that it is much better than I had expected it to be. In fact, I feel safe in
saying that it is one, or at least among, the best books I have ever read. The
story is made up of such characters as one would like to know, and which cause
one to stop and consider in deep thought their actions. The French Revolution
certainly must have been a terrible affair what with the daily killings of La
Guillotine and the wholesale slaughter of overcrowded prisoners, which must
have been comparable to the slaughtering at the Union Stock Yards in Chicago, a
sight to be dreaded by all unaccustomed. I wonder if man can ever become
accustomed to the slaughtering of fellow men as man becomes accustomed to the
slaughtering of beasts.
December
28, 1933
Went over to Joe's to eat dinner,
uninvited and yet quite welcomed. Who is there who does not like company to
whom they may exhibit their Xmas gifts? After dinner, or lunch, Joe and I went
skating at the little Calumet River. Played hockey with Hogue, Tom Smith, Jack
Oates, Winterhoff, and Joe, who they have nick-named Wimpy because he eats so
many hamburgers at the Century of Progress. This is my first attempt at skating
this year, and I am awful tired, and sore all over, after such strenuous
exhaustions, which usually are always present the first time every year.
Went to the show after supper with
Bob and Joe. We thought we were only going downtown to shop and buy tickets for
the New Year's Eve Show. However, when they found out that the tickets cost 75¢, the boys decided to
go to the show right then. And so, we saw Mae West in "I'm No Angel."
In my opinion, the picture might have been made lots better if certain parts
had been omitted. I always wanted to see what the glamour was about Mae West,
that she should be the subject for conversation so frequently. Now that I have
seen her, I still would like to know what attraction she rightfully holds for
the screen audiences of the world.
December
29, 1933
I am told that habits are easily
formed, and I sincerely agree. I fear that mother, Dona Jean, and I have formed
the habit of visiting, for we went to Aunt Orah's today for dinner. Joe and I
again went skating at the river and again we had immense fun playing hockey
with Bob Lawrence, Bob Hogue, Alex Winterhoff, and Joe. I had to use Joe's old
skates but I think I have improved some since I first took to the ice
yesterday. The game of hockey seemed to be a rough one, for Bob Lawrence was
spiked deeply above the nose and between the eyes by Winterhoff's fleeting
skates. Later, Winterhoff received an awful bump above the left eye by Joe's
hockey stick, accidentally of course. The bump surely swelled quickly and began
to turn blue before he could even change shoes. Well, Joe and Agnes Asher just
came over and so I guess I had ought to leave my cozy study and greet the
company.
December
30, 1933
Collected as usual today, but with
much less success. Was unable to get my current, and was actually $3.00 under
it. Luckily and quite mysteriously I was not even reprimanded by Al.
Bud and I turned in about the same
time so we both went to Kresges and had a banana split. Went to Paramount with
Bud tonight on a show ticket and saw "King for a Night" with Chester
Morris and Helen Twelvetrees playing the leading parts. A very different and
excellent story was presented by the two excellent actors, along with Alice
White.
December
31, 1933
The last day of the year. May it be
sped on its lonely way to be replaced by a hopeful infant, 1934. Went to Sunday
School and church. Had a rather heated discussion as to who was the foremost
man in the world today. That is the man who has done the most for the people of
the world. I expressed my belief that there was many such men, and that Col.
Lindbergh & his wife could be classified as such a type. This flying couple
is doing much toward future possibilities in aviation of the whole world.
Bud and I have decided to go to the
New Year's Midnight Show at the Parthenon tonight. Will have to make entry
concerning the show next year, Jan. 1, 1934.
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