Category: Trella Diaries

Tuesday January 10th 1933
About two articles in. Took it over to the printer and he said “Well why didn’t you tell me there was [shorthand]. Herald? Junior Guild meeting at Virginia Glimpse’s. Mrs. Epley wonders if je sais comme elle l’aime.

Monday January 9th 1933
Tt seemed so queer back at school. Gave out assignments and started the week right by not having my lessons. M, H, L, Irene and I went to Edmond Heller lecture -so boring. M & I stayed all night at Helen’s.

Sunday January 8th 1933
Well I guess I was wrong Bernard didn’t even see me at the game. Helen and I were down to Mary’s all afternoon and she fixed my hair so cute. At BY, Bernard, me, Mary, Jimmy, H, Harry were an auto at BY.
Comprendez-vous?

Saturday January 7th 1933
Messed around all day trying to get last minute things done. Typed, tried to gather up the magazines and didn’t get to bed till midnight.

Friday January 6th 1933
Mary Burch typed Guild books all morning. The girls came here to practice for the play we’re going to give some time. We went to The Galion game. Won. Came home and went to bed. How thrilling. Didn’t see Bill Dean at the game.

Thursday January 5th 1933
Tried to finish making my books but it sure is a job. I took the letter down to Mary and we spent all evening composing one to B.J. She mailed it and then came on home with me.

Wednesday January 4th 1933
“Strange Interlude” Was or wasn’t it good? When I got home a letter from B.J. -he was down Monday night- and a letter for Mary. I’m so tickled. A car was bombed in front of Bindleys and knocked out all the windows.

Tuesday January 3rd 1933
Tough to be so busy you have to make books out of magazine serials to read them. Comprendez-vous.. I went to Mary’s to go to show but didn’t. I stayed for supper and we went to K. Thomas for Guild meeting. Mary thinks she’s found the person in B.J. and she thinks she’s just another to him.

Monday January 2nd 1933
Writing this Wednesday after receiving a letter from B.J.* I wonder what I did do Monday. Read in bed for one thing and now I remember an auto coming and going. Too bad. But 10 o’clock is no time to come calling!

*Bob Johnston

Sunday January 1st 1933
Bernard thinks with D. gone he’ll be nice to me. That’s what I thought when he spoke at Sunday school but at BY I found that D. hadn’t gone. Could Friday night have anything to do with it? (Will I have the nerve to keep this up this way.) I mean this diary Jesse gave me.