February 7
Laura M., age 14, North Carolina
February 7, 1997
Nothing special about today at school. I gave Sean a hug and he said “thanks, I needed that.” :) Me and Chrissi went home with Ashley. Stayed till 6:30! Went to Dad’s and had pizza. Watched TGIF and I liked it. Fell asleep with Dad till 12:30. Sean never called me today. Hopefully I’ll see him tomorrow.
Laura M., age 13, North Carolina
February 7, 1996
Woke up around 9:00 & got in shower. Me, Sandra, Ashley, Becca went to Paradigm. Sandra took me home. Did some laundry. Took a nap. Mom came home & we went to grocery store. Came back & called Shannon. She asked if I took her pages off bulletin board. Said no. Oops. Ate dinner. Good.
Anna L., age 75, Illinois
February 7, 1960
Up as usual. Didn’t go to Carrie’s until 10:30 with her things from drug store. Mrs. A. lying down I guess. Loie’s nose and eyes were running such a spell. Unexpected; very miserable. After eating took her bath and went to bed. 4:30 and haven’t heard a sound, so quiet all day.
Marcy S., age 19, Missouri
February 7, 1944
[In upper margin: Second semester begins.] Lovely and mild - breezy. Good breakfast. Shorthand at 8!! Out early. Got transcription book at store. To Eng. Lit. at 9. Betty and I only ones in 2 o’clock class who changed to 9 section. Mr. Miller handed back exam papers - I got H and nearly passed out! Betty made S+. Voice lesson at 10. Miss Blenko said I had a very good high range. Gave me pointers on breathing. To town at 10:30. Practiced at 11. Good lunch with Mary and Betty. Studied during siesta and typed for Betty. Piano lesson from 2-3. Practiced. Back and typed. Betty went to Board of Pub. at 4 and I went to Tower, L.S. and Hatcher for names. Back early and typed. Betty returned at 5, discouraged that she can’t seem to “click” with the other Board Kids. Left for show at Uptown. Got cone before. Saw Charles Boyer, Barbara Starwyck, Robert Benchley, Robert Cummings, etc. in “Flesh to Fantasy.” Different, all right!! Odd but good. Out at 7. Went to Peck’s and had soup. Betty had salad and milk shake. Back to hall. Then went for a walk. Got cold in one arm. Acted silly. Back at 9. Went up and talked to Kath awhile. Mary at club. Then took bath and wrote Family. At 10:30 we went over to Mary Jo’s and Jane’s and partook of a spread. Eleanor, Valerie and Doris Dickson were there too. Really had a feast. To bed about 12. Was vaguely afraid of something. Bad feeling. On diet tomorrow.
Henry S., age 26, Michigan
February 7, 1888
Our baby keeps about the same, she is beginning to show that her cough is telling on her, as she seems thiner [sic] and paler. It had snowed a good deal last night and the paths were full. It has been growing colder today. Another new student came to join the Bookkeeping and Penmanship classes today. School work went off very nicely today. I wish it might go as well every day. Have been writing copies and cards this evening.
*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)
Henry S., age 25, Michigan
February 7, 1887
It has been kind of half raining all day and quite a crust had formed on the snow, but it turned a good deal warmer tonight and it is raining harder. I finished a letter to Kate and wrote one to Willie this afternoon beside working a set in Bookkeeping. I went up to get the mail this afternoon and called on Mr. Waters and then had a good talk with the Doctor about the College. I got a letter from Will Cooper and last weeks Dexter Leader in which was quite a good description of the Farmers Institute held at Webster. Mr. James Case came over here tonight to see about getting me to help render a part of a Shakspere [sic] drama, or something of the kind next Friday at the Literary. I don’t know much about that business.
*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)
Cornelia H., age 26, North Carolina
February 7, 1863
Got the sleeves, tarts & breast of Mr. Henry’s coat done. Worked all day at it. Sewed the seams with the machine, it done finely. Betsey went home this evening. She walked. She was affraid a horse would fall down with her. Dr. Love of Hendersonville dined here today. Snow melting a little, dripping off the south side of the house. A bright sunny day but cool.
*(Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journals and Letters of the Henry Family, Eds. Karen L. Clinard and Richard Russell, used with permission.)
Cornelia H., age 25, North Carolina
February 7, 1862
Mail came but nothing new. Mr. Henry went to Hendersonville today, to be back tomorrow. I finished his coat today. Atheline finished John’s pants today. Tom Tidwell stays with us tonight. All are well. Cloudy all day. I fear it will rain before Mr. Henry gets back. I do think I have got the kindest husband in the world. I think so much of him & he is such a kind father. Cousin Mary Moore was confined with a daughter last Sunday the 3rd inst.
*(Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journals and Letters of the Henry Family, Eds. Karen L. Clinard and Richard Russell, used with permission.)
Samuel P., age 35, London
February 7, 1668
Up, and to the office, to the getting of my books in order, to carry to the Commissioners of Accounts this morning. This being done, I away first to Westminster Hall, and there met my cozen, Roger Pepys, by his desire, the first time I have seen him since his coming to town, the Parliament meeting yesterday and adjourned to Monday next; and here he tells me that Mr. Jackson, my sister’s servant, is come to town, and hath this day suffered a recovery on his estate, in order to the making her a settlement. The young man is gone out of the Hall, so I could not now see him, but here I walked a good while with my cozen, and among other things do hear that there is a great triall between my Lord Gerard and Carr to-day, who is indicted for his life at the King’s Bench, for running from his colours; but all do say that my Lord Gerard, though he designs the ruining of this man, will not get any thing by it. Thence to the Commissioners of Accounts, and there presented my books, and was made to sit down, and used with much respect, otherwise than the other day, when I come to them as a criminal about the business of the prizes. I sat here with them a great while, while my books were inventoried. And here do hear from them by discourse that they are like to undo the Treasurer’s instruments of the Navy by making it a rule that they shall repay all money paid to wrong parties, which is a thing not to be supported by these poor creatures the Treasurer’s instruments, as it is also hard for seamen to be ruined by their paying money to whom they please. I know not what will be the issue of it. I find these gentlemen to sit all day, and only eat a bit of bread at noon, and a glass of wine; and are resolved to go through their business with great severity and method. Thence I, about two o’clock, to Westminster Hall, by appointment, and there met my cozen Roger again, and Mr. Jackson, who is a plain young man, handsome enough for Pall, one of no education nor discourse, but of few words, and one altogether that, I think, will please me well enough. My cozen had got me to give the odd sixth 100l. presently, which I intended to keep to the birth of the first child: and let it go — I shall be eased of the care, and so, after little talk, we parted, resolving to dine together at my house tomorrow. So there parted, my mind pretty well satisfied with this plain fellow for my sister, though I shall, I see, have no pleasure nor content in him, as if he had been a man of reading and parts, like Cumberland, and to the Swan, and there sent for a bit of meat and eat and drank, and so to White Hall to the Duke of York’s chamber, where I find him and my fellows at their usual meeting, discoursing about securing the Medway this year, which is to shut the door after the horse is stole. However, it is good. Having done here, my Lord Brouncker, and W. Pen, and I, and with us Sir Arnold Breames, to the King’s playhouse, and there saw a piece of “Love in a Maze,” a dull, silly play, I think; and after the play, home with W. Pen and his son Lowther, whom we met there, and then home and sat most of the evening with my wife and Mr. Pelling, talking, my head being full of business of one kind or other, and most such as do not please me, and so to supper and to bed.
*(The Diary of Samuel Pepys M.A. F.R.S., edited by Henry B. Wheatley F.S.A., London, George Bell & Sons York St. Covent Garden, Cambridge Deighton Bell & Co., 1893.)