Saturday, October 21, 2017

A 1950s Child's Scrapbook

I picked up this scrapbook (or, "Scrap Book") at an estate sale a few years ago. I can only guess at the child's age (maybe 8-9?), where they lived (maybe California?), and their gender (uh...?) but I do know a few things about what he/she liked, thanks to what's presented here: Animals, books, comics, coloring pages, and, oh yes, glorious food pictures! Also, the date on the stamps and a few other items = 1954, so I'm going to assume that's when this was constructed. 



Roman numerals! Classy.












You aren't supposed to eat cigarettes and toothpaste, kid... you do know this...?



Augh.



"Come quickly," Harold called. "The bears are coming."

I can't imagine this story ending well for anyone.


Speaking of endings... in true kid-scrapbook/diary/notebook fashion, the last half of the book is completely empty.

If only...



Friday, October 13, 2017

An 1880s Autograph Album




In July I posted an 1890s Autograph Album that once belonged to a young lady named Millie. I love the album's illustrations, and, of course, the quotes within are delightful. Since then, I've run across more autograph albums. One belonged to my grandmother and is circa the 1930s. Most people simply signed their names in that one. A few people posted quotes, but there was none of the creativity and flowery prose that Millie's album had. A second album I found belonged to my grandfather. It had no quotes, just people's signatures and addresses. 

Not long ago I came across yet another autograph album. This one belonged to my great-great-grandfather, Frank (born in 1866). While lacking the colorful illustrations of Millie's, it did have some great signatures and notes. I'm posting it below. Enjoy!

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To Frank   -   Kirkville Iowa
Passing through life's field of action
Lest we part before its end
Take within your modest volume
This memento from a friend
August 2 1885

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Remember well
and keep in view the
pleasant hours I've spent
with you 
the grave will soon
be my bed 
remember me
oh when I'm dead. 
Remember me when far away 
remember me on your wedding day 
think of me when half awake 
and when you get married 
send me a piece of your wedding cake
Your friend,
Ella

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The Green Leaves will wither
and the roots will decay
and the beauty of a fair maid
Will never die away

-Thas Green

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Dear Frank:


Fall from the ship
fall from deck 
fall down stairs and break your neck 
fall from the starry heights above 
but never never fall in love.
D.W.

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Where's the small and simple four 
that twines around the humble colt(?)
 and in the stillness of the hour, whispers
low forget me not
I will rite by the roses 
The girls loves posies
and I do the same 
so here is my name
-Wm. Shirman

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Dec the 24 1884
To A Friend - 

[?] in your happiest hour
when sorrows are all forgot
take one lingern(sic) glance at this
and oh forget-me-not

Bettie C. Harris Lisbon

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Dear Frank,
Remember me
For Gods sake
And sent to me
Your wedding cake
Norah Huffin

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To Frank - Feb 2, 1885
Forget me not forget me never
Until the golden sun has set
Forever
-Leonard Schroch

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Remember me when this you see
Though I am out of sight
And I will do the same
By you with pleasure and delight

Your friend,
Annie Gardner 
(1 -30 - 1889)

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Jan the 3 '83
When the evening sun is setting 
and your mind far from care is free 
when of absent friends you are thinking 
won't you some times think of me
Yours truly, Fannie A. Bailey

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*Sarah Rigsby was Frank's fiancee at the time; they were married shortly after this was penned.


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The air is soft
The sky is blue
Honey is sweet
And so are you
Frank

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To Frank,
When you are sitting
All alone reflecting on the past
Remember that you have a
Friend that will forever last
Your friend,
Katie Barnes

Feb the 5th 1883

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To Frank - 
Long may you live happy
May you be sitting on a wood pile drinking onion tea.
-Mollie Wills, Kansas City, Dec 31

Fin.