November 27
Laura M., age 15, North Carolina
November 27, 1997
Em and Steven came at 11:00. Went back 2 Mom’s. Mema, Pop, Cap came 2 eat. A lot of food! :) Very good. Me, Em, and Steven went on a walk. Rested. Mema and Pop left. Showered. Me and Renée went 2 Ashley’s at 8:00. Spent night. Played Nintendo. Jerry was over. Up till 4:00.
Anna L., age 75, Illinois
November 27, 1960
Pink’s birthday. Usual line up. Picked Carrie up for S.S. and church. She came and ate with us. After taking her home we went to cabin to do some things. Lori to feed I to clean and fill wood box.
Marcy S., age 14, Tennessee
November 27, 1938
Had very comfortable night. Up about 9:00. Ate breakfast and dressed. Mother didn’t go to Sunday-school. D. and I were so late we didn’t have time to get the car but had to walk. June Key and Lucille Baker were here from Nashville for the holidays and came to Sunday school. Miss Fowler still our teacher. Sat with Ella in church. Daddy sang “Goin’ Home.” June Smalley came in later and sat with us. After service M., D. and I drove (M. brought the car when she came to church) by Smalley’s to leave some letters for June’s grandmother that got in our box by mistake. Then home. I washed the dishes and set the table. Then read funnies till dinner time. After dinner I finished the funnies and washed the dishes. Then put on my jacket and went up to Helen’s to see if she could come out. I played with the kitten until she came. Then we went down and sat in our car and I got the funnies for H. to read. Soon George came. We played and acted silly. Soon Jim and Molly Relph came out and Jim as usual, pestered George, who finally had to go to C.E. Helen and I went in my house. Daddy was asleep in the living room and M. was reading so we went in my bedroom and looked at books and paper dolls. About 3:30 we left for C.E. Noone else was there when we got there so we went down in the basement and hid. Soon some came and were playing the piano. I got a broom and banged on the ceiling just below the piano. Then H. and I hid again because someone came down the steps. Soon H. had an idea. We slipped out the door and around to the front of the church and hid in the men’s classroom. They saw H. and I back there peeking thru a door and Edward and Charles came back and found us. Went with the rest of them for the meeting. Jean led. Boys acted up as usual. Gertrude nearly cried once. This is her last Sunday. She walked back to turn the lights on and since it is right near the door they thought she was leaving. But when they saw what she had gone for everyone laughed (what a relief!). Jim said he didn’t know he loved Gertrude so much till then. Soon June Key and June Smalley came. We sang one song. I played. Then we left. Charles walked as far as Mother Lane’s with H. and I. Nearly froze. H. borrowed a book of mine. I read till supper. From 7:00 till 8:00 heard Charlie McCarthy. Then read till 8:30. To bed.
Henry S., age 26, Michigan
November 27, 1887
It was stormy today and as I did not go to church. Kate has been wearing a plaster on her thumb trying to drive the threatened felon away. Fred Neill called this afternoon and spent a little with us. It has grown colder tonight. I have been writing home and doing some other corresponding.
*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)
Abbie B., age 22, Kansas
November 27, 1871
Slept well, and felt rested. Philip got roap and roaped my trunk. Then I went down town and bought shoes.
Called at the Southern Hotel to see Mrs. McLain. When I left the Hotel, I met Philip, who had been over town hunting Indian curiosities for me to take home. All he found was a pair of moccasons. We went to Woodenings store, where he bought lunch for me to take along. The Lanes and Mr. Smith came in, and we talked until it was time for them to start home. Then I gave them all good bye. Philip too. He said he would likely go East before long, which made me feel better. I went to the street and watched the waggon as it moved out of sight, then back to the Hotel.
The coach left soon after noon for Newton, 25 miles away, and now the end of the R. R. Here I stay until 4 a. m. when the train leaves.
*(kansasmemory.org, Kansas State Historical Society, copy and reuse restrictions apply)
Cornelia H., age 26, North Carolina
November 27, 1862
I have done but little today. They killed a hog this morning & salted it by a new process. Scalded it in brine that would float a potato. The meat to stay in three minutes & then hang & smoke till cured. The meat looks very nice. I sewed some on Mr. Henry a pair flannel drawers. He wants to try some. They are like his shirt, coarse. I cut two pair out. Atheline & I made some sausage this evening, it is very nice. I took one ham & ground up. Also Mr. Henry went to the tan yard & Mr. Penley’s. To the latter to see about some wheels. We are to get one next Wednesday by sending for it, also leather at the tan yard. He did not start till after dinner so it was dark before he got back. Boyd is getting along very well on the loom, will nearly finish it this week. Mr. Henry is very much pleased with his comfort. He is a dear good husband, so kind to me & the children. Truely I am blest in him. I believe it would nearly kill me for him to go to the war. He is the best of men.
*(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 34, London
November 27, 1667
Up, and all the morning at my Lord Bruncker’s lodgings with Sir J. Minnes and [Sir] W. Pen about Sir W. Warren’s accounts, wherein I do not see that they are ever very likely to come to an understanding of them, as Sir J. Minnes hath not yet handled them. Here till noon, and then home to dinner, where Mr. Pierce comes to me, and there, in general, tells me how the King is now fallen in and become a slave to the Duke of Buckingham, led by none but him, whom he, Mr. Pierce, swears he knows do hate the very person of the King, and would, as well as will, certainly ruin him. He do say, and I think with right, that the King do in this do the most ungrateful part of a master to a servant that ever was done, in this carriage of his to my Lord Chancellor: that, it may be, the Chancellor may have faults, but none such as these they speak of; that he do now really fear that all is going to ruin, for he says he hears that Sir W. Coventry hath been, just before his sickness, with the Duke of York, to ask his forgiveness and peace for what he had done; for that he never could foresee that what he meant so well, in the councilling to lay by the Chancellor, should come to this. As soon as dined, I with my boy Tom to my bookbinder’s, where all the afternoon long till 8 or 9 at night seeing him binding up two or three collections of letters and papers that I had of him, but above all things my little abstract pocket book of contracts, which he will do very neatly. Then home to read, sup, 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.)