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On offer is a sensational original manuscript diary handwritten by Ethel Fiske who was the daughter of Dr. John Fiske and lived on Brattle Street in Cambridge, Massachusetts. The entire diary is concerned with Ethel's voice lessons both in the U.S. and in Paris where she goes to continue her musical studies. She details her singing lessons, names the songs that she sings and comments and critiques her music teachers. Her Massachusetts teacher was Mlle. Avigliana. There are several very long letters from Avigliana to Ethel tipped in. In October 1900, at age 28, Ethel travels to France with her friend Francis Ames (there are two original photographs of Ms. Ames tipped in the diary) where she becomes the student of Paul Marcel (along with a very successful young student named Mlle Dodge.) She hopes to become a singing sensation and the diary is full of the compliments and words of praise that she garners. Her father dies and she returns to the U.S. for a few weeks, returning to France to become the student of the famous music teacher Mathilde Marchesi (there are 2 original handwritten letters from Marchesi) but no explanation of why she left Marcel. Tipped in or laid in the diary are 7 music programs, 11 original handwritten letters, 9 news clippings, 7 original photographs and 6 miscellaneous pieces of ephemera. The diary ends somewhat abruptly. There is a short section dated 1904 which indicates that Ethel is still in France and has a salon at which she sings for very small audiences. Octavo, 88 pages of neatly written, legible, text with many blank pages at end, maroon leather with initial E. F. 1899 on front. Overall G+. 
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On offer is a sensational, original 1904 manuscript diary handwritten by Wellesley College student Ethel A. Morse. This personal diary will be of particular interest to researchers, historians and collectors of women and gender studies or Lesbian and Gay studies [LBGT]. Wellesley College also figures very prominently in the narrative too. [Ethel is an upper class girl as we learn from references to her family and her home in Brookline - the library, servants etc. We also find her brother was a Lieutenant who serves in the Philippines.] Ethel struggles in epic fashion within her heart and the confines of her diary as she writes and pours herself onto paper. She loves another girl - Anna and seems to be tortured by their relationship and her desires. So strong are her feelings she states she did not want to return to school but was under pressure to do so. Adding an additional layer to this is a rival girl for Anna's affections which drives Ethel to distraction and it is enthralling to be an insider to Ethel's reactions to her rival. A super diarist the diary is filled, save for a month's worth of days, with very full page-a-day the vast majority covered entirely in her neat, tight script. Beginning January 1, 1904 she "decided to keep diary this year and next at any rate, partly for college records and partly for my own satisfaction......" Here are more snippets: "Jan 7 - More moderate than yesterday. Returned to college and I must confess, much against my will. Poor mother rather sober and weepy at having me leave her. After hustling around to get mending done and suit case packed, we walked down to the south station together. Mother wanted to see Anna, dear child! and also to see me off. It wasn't any more satisfactory to us, though for it was lots harder for her and thus for me. Trunk had arrived when I got here. Had jolly ride up from station. Couldn't wait for carriages, so about 20 of us came up in one of the trunk ponys (?) Girls perched on suit cases. It was certainly sport. PM gave little Katharine a music lesson. She is getting along nicely for having taken so few lessons. Poor little Leonard is quite sick with the whooping cough. Spent evening getting room right, hanging my two new pictures, etc. Felt mean as mean for some reason or other - bilious attack I guess. Tucked myself into bed about ten under my new slumber robe that Grace gave me. Jan 23 - Grace went home in p.m. after waiting for 4 o'clock mail for letter from Brooklyn. Wonder why? Anna going to spend Sunday with me. Won't it be fun - seem so good to have her all to myself to talk to and love all I want to. Telephone to Howard. Said he couldn't come out tonight anyway, on account of lay rehearsal in West Roxbury. Was coming out tomorrow until I asked him not to. Expect to have to work every minute. He seemed really very disappointed - made me feel so cheeky - but what could I do? Feb 9 - A.m. got room ready for sweeping. Anna came over about 10 to see me - she's just back from home. Sweet child! How good it seems to have her back! She's certainly my little "crush." Feb 25 - Worked all afternoon on Philosophy and all evening also, except for an hour and a half at Anna's. Poor little lady! She is dead tired. Gets so blue about next year and funds. More looking over scholarships tonight. Stayed there and talked instead of going to Alliance Francaise meeting. I'm afraid I'm not very much interested in it. Anna's the same sweet child as ever. What a comfort it is to have such a friend. I guess she really does love me a great deal. It makes me happy to think it. Won't it be fun when we get to be old maids or old married ladies to talk over these times. I hope we shall love each other then as we do now. March 3 - Called to a meeting of the Cap and Gown committee today, never realized until now that being on this committee meant a free gown.....Evening spent mostly at Anna's. Sort of puzzled in my mind. Can't decide upon something - what happened between Grace and Anna when they were together a week ago Saturday. March 6 - Anna and I got to talking about that talk she and Grace had a week or so ago. I was positive something had passed between them and so I asked Anna. My idea was correct. Grace had mentioned my name. Seems Anna and Ruth and I had all made her feel out of things this year. Made a bold resolve to see that it doesn't happen again. That is all I could get out of Anna. Got sort of blue. March 14 - ....Sewed with Anna and Mrs. Pinkham. Came away in p.m. about 4 o'clock. Wanted to go in to see mother, but figured I should have only a very few minutes to see her and that I should probably find a letter from her here, so resisted the temptation. Sure enough did find two letters waiting for me, but what a cold reception from Grace! She evidently was overcome by pans of jealousy or something, for she hardly spoke, refused as near as possible to kiss me, etc. April 25 - Got to thinking yesterday, by the way, about next year. Lately I have felt less certain as to how things are going to be settled. Mother surprised naturally that I hadn't said anything to her about it, but I have felt all along as if Anna had just as soon stick by Ruth in case of emergency as by me. Yet I am so afraid of being foolish, too exacting with Anna. I doubt sometimes whether Anna cares for me - in fact, I know she doesn't fully reciprocate all I feel. I have felt that I was doing all the running, all the everything. It has troubled me but for that I cannot love her friendship. Mother thinks I ought to ask Anna about the matter and have it settled. I want to, but I don't. I fear she will not understand it as I say it. Oh if only I didn't care so much for her! She is a regular ..?.. to me. The minute I see her, everything seems to be harder to say. April 26 - ....There is a sorry ending to a day beginning with joy. Evening I felt so troubled about the attitude Anna had been taking toward me, that I couldn't stand it any longer. Started out with her for singing on the Chapel steps, but finally wandered off by the lake and had a serious talk with her. She said she had always wanted to be with me, wished we three could be together. Even that she would go with me in preference to Ruth, but somehow she didn't ring true somewhere. I felt as if she were saying it to comfort me. Goodness knows I needed it. I believe she cares for Ruth as much as, if not more than she cares for me. After all she has said, how can I explain it? She takes me in such a light mood, too when I am so serious. She doesn't understand me, nor I her. Asked me to go to an entertainment in town. April 27 - Such a pour all day long! Such an ocean of wars inside me as well as out of doors too! Why was I even made with any feelings, any love for anyone - much less with such a jealous streak in me. Yet I don't think it is entirely jealousy. Anna, I think, has gone to work and told Ruth all about what I said last night. I shall be disappointed in her if she has. I shall ask her. The attitude of the two girls has been as queer toward me today, as if they said "Poor girl! she is awfully silly, but to make her feel better we'll baby her." I felt it; it hurt.... May 10 - ....I came back quite happy, but the same old thing is bothering me. If only I didn't care so much about Anna. I can't make her out. I had supposed that she would say something about my note, but not a word. I feel that I was right in sending it, however, yet I would rather have given that up almost than lose her friendship. I think she will admire me more and I shall have more respect for myself if I take an independent stand. May 23 - ......Anna spent the night with me, for Grace was at home. I wanted to say something if I got a chance and did get it. I asked her to forgive me for writing that last horrid note to her. Seems she was very angry when she got it. That led to more talk about this year. I think this trouble about Grace has brought us three together. Anna is so mad at Grace. She vows she will give her a piece of her mind before the year is through. Vowed I should never do such foolish things as I have done before this year. May 25 - Picked up these two four-leafed clovers (still in the diary) and thought perhaps they would become symbols of the day of good luck, of course. If today has been lucky, let me never have another. It has been of the harder days this year. Last night and this morning, I made the vow that, in spite of everything, I was going to forget about Anna and Ruth and live my life with nobility and power. I have not succeeded and at least it has been a day of struggle. I had the matter on my mind from the time I woke up until the time I went to bed. .... But I have not given way; I am going to be courageous. Perhaps tomorrow will be easier. That small soul has certainly wound herself all about my heart. When I was disappointed in Amy, somehow it didn't trouble me this way; with Mary, when I felt that she didn't love me as well, it was the same. But this haunts me day and night, when I am reading or studying, I must not get so fond of anyone again. It is not right. I lose my independence, my individuality, my mobility when I care so much. I could hardly care more, I mean think more, of - well never mind! Perhaps this just what I need to make me strong in my own strength. July 11 - ....Was surprised about one O'clock by Anna. such a good time we had! We just talked, talked, and talked some more! It all seemed quite like old times. She looks yet very tired, though. I fear that the hard work at home wears on other more than she realizes. She's a dear girl. I can't help loving her very dearly. We simply made her stay to dinner. I went home to Dudley Street with her on the electric. Two weeks from today we have planned a day at Nantucket together. We and our two dear mothers. August 18 - Anna here with us tonight. Arrived before I knew it....It seems too good to have the dear child here. There is something about her which I simply can't resist. When college closed, I felt a little hardened toward her - I couldn't help it - but somehow I seem to have lost all that. To me she seems quite like her old self. Only I have knocked out a little of my foolishness in regard to her. I admit I was very foolish at one time.- but we all must be foolish in one way or another. August 23 - Another beautiful day - only Anna had to go home. It seemed indeed lonely here tonight without her beside me in bed. I forgot to say anything about that heart to heart talk we had until 10 last night. We just opened right up for the first time since that little fuss this spring. We found we had both forgiven and almost forgotten, as near as we could. We just discussed everything and felt better for it. She was so mad when I wrote her that last note, but she never has said one word about it to her mother or any of the family. I thought once that she had, and that they were a little prejudiced against me for it. How cold anyone blame them! Yet I was not the only one in the wrong. Her queer silence about all her own affairs this spring - which hurt Ruth and me so much. She explained by saying our attitude....... Oct 28 - ....But ever with such a happy day, my mind is far from happy tonight. The same old suspense. The heart still pains the wound doesn't heal. If it weren't for Ruth, I would pick up everything I possess and go home. In such an atmosphere, I cannot live. Mother referred to Anna tonight. I say nothing and try to keep her from knowing how I feel at heart. If only I can keep up the role, and act as if all were right between us, but I fear I can't long. Dec. 2 - ...And this afternoon, Anna and I have been having a new experience. We were invited to A. K.X house to their afternoon by Marian Berry p to be rushed, so the girls say. Of course, we are too modest to believe them, though. haha! Imagine our being invited! Imagine the awful blow to them when they received our replies! Bust we won't worry about such .... in the air, when they are of such a very doubtful and terrible character." Overall VG. 
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On offer is an original diary handwritten by Miss Ethel Dyson during over 39 pages her trips to Italy, April 4, 1913 - April 25, 1913 and her trip to Belgium, The Rhine and Switzerland, August 9, 1913 - August 30, 1913 with her mother and father [Edwin]. [There are 2 Thomas Cook and Son itineraries covering the 2 different trips.] Miss Dyson is a rather charming diarist but can be pointed as she notes - 'It took a long while passing thro the Customs House where the officials are very excitable and stupid'. She also states there is a Lady Spencer in the party although the passenger list only refers to a Mrs. Spencer. Overall this is a rather lovely travel diary of two fast paced tours of targeted European locations by a charming detailed writer. G. 
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Bridgeport, Connecticut 1938 Hard Cover Good+ Manuscript 
On offer is an interesting and entertaining diary handwritten in 1938 by a young lady, named Ethel M. Laliots who lived with her parents at 133 Whitney Avenue in Bridgeport, Connecticut. Ethel began writing in her diary on January 14th. Her last entry was made December 11th. Approximately 80% of the diary contains entries. One can't be certain of Ethel's age at the time of her writing, but judging from her activities she was undoubtedly in her late teens or very early twenties in 1938. She mentioned going to school and also working at various part-time jobs as filing clerk and stenographer. Ethel seems to have been a vibrant, personable, intelligent, and introspective young lady. Her diary is filled with her thoughts and feelings about the circumstances of her life and the people she knew. But, more generally about the multitude of young men she dated. However, some of her more private thoughts and experiences were written in shorthand, which I'm not able to read. Ethel also seems to have lead a very active social life, as well as having been a bit of a 'party girl.' She wrote consistently about going to theatres, restaurants, and nightclubs with her friends. She seems to have particularly enjoyed dancing and going to New Haven and New York City to dance to the music performed by the Big Bands of her era. She wrote about seeing celebrities such as Benny Goodman, Glen Miller, Bunny Berigan, Bea Wain, Kay Kyser, Grace Moore, and many, many, others. She also enjoyed going to movie theatres and wrote about each movie she saw and which movie stars starred in them. But, more generally Ethel's diary reflects her romantic thoughts and feelings toward the men she knew. She seems to have fancied several young men, but was particularly enamored with one, 'hard to get,' fellow, named 'Johnny.' It's anyone's guess whether she ended up with Johnny, Bill, Jack, or Andy (curiously she wrote each of their names on the cover of her diary). Ethel's diary doesn't provide much historical or political information. But, its a wonderful glimpse into the personal life and times of a romantic, young, women living in America during the Great Depression. This diary is truly a pleasure to read. The following are some partial entries: "Rona wanted me to go to the theatre but I feel that Jack will call so refused and Sho nuff Jack called me around 7. Asked me to go out with him tomorrow and I accepted with alacrity. So I can't wait until tomorrow. Having Jean come for one of his friends" ....."Can't wait until tonight. Bought a new hat (stunning) and also a bolero set. Started to rain and get cold. Couldn't wear my new hat. He was late but he finally came and looked handsome and smelled nice. Went to Three Doors (Oh! I forgot Jean's escort rather nice) met a swell crowd down there. Jack certainly knows some nice boys. Grand time. Large crowd. Sleeting on way home and he didn't kiss me goodnight. Darn. Darn".... "My prayers were answered Johnny called me at 7. Came over at 8. Raining out. Went to a show. Saw 'Merrily We Live.' Didn't care for it but I enjoyed it as long as I was with him. Went down to the park for a dog. Stayed awhile then went home. We acted just as if I would see him soon again. No personal remarks except that I would miss him a little. I wonder exactly what my feelings are in this case - who knows. Maybe time will tell - but just now I knwo I'm going to miss him terribly. Bill sent me a bunny a box of chocolates and a telegram. Swell of him to remember" ....."Val, Jean, Stell and I went to the Ritz. Had marvelous time. Everyone there accept______. Danced with Tony, Jack. Jess (imagine his asking me to dance and did we shag!) Dick, Andy, Howard Jr., and Frank (also imagine his asking). Very nice time. Polly there and Val went home with him. She certainly made an impression on Jack. He wants to take her out and Jess asked me to go home with him and then changed his mind and took Jean - Gosh what's wrong with me???" ......"Beach again today. Met two other boys we had been accurately described. Joe and Ed. Played cards. Wanted us to go out with them. Not yet - maybe later on. Stayed until about 7 and home for the evening. Begin to wonder about Johnny. Wonder why he stopped writing. I wonder when and if he's coming back. Beginning to miss him rather badly. Wonder what Bill is doing with himself"....."Andy called. Seeing him tonight - Stayed home all afternoon. He came early. Went to show. Very good. Went down to park late on and had a dog. I guess things are different. At one time I know it would have been ecstasy to be with him - now - well"..."Oh Diary did I get the surprise of my life. Riding up Main Street whom should I bump into but Johnny. Sitting in front of Liggets and we greeted each other so casually. Stopped and talked - coming over tonight. Johnny came around 9:00 Told me about his travels. Gosh was I glad to see him."...."Got a glimpse of him today and spoke for a second. Played tennis with Val this afternoon. Weather beautiful but cool. Went to Globe to see Rudolph Valentino. Boy he was certainly some actor. Had parked the car in front of Caesar Mich's and when I returned he was parked in his across the street. Came over and we sat and talked then went for a ride and then enjoyed the beauties of nature at Beardsley."....."Bumped into Bill Edwards again down the park. Asked me to go out with him - okay says I and bring along Jean for Frank says he - so I arranged likewise. Just before leaving our bell rang and on glancing out I saw AR-176 across the street. He had come to say goodbye. Leaving tomorrow. I think he wanted to see me tonight. Had gone home. Got back today. Looked very handsome. It broke my heart to send him away after just coming but I was late already. However, I may see him within a few wks. May come on week-ends. Jean and I had a grand time anyway. Fellows lots of fun after seeing the fireworks. We went up to the Pine Room then down for a hot dog. He wants to see me again - I don't know."....."Jean came to work this morning and upset my equilibrium or something. Told me she had gone out with Johnny last night. Of course, there's no reason whatsoever why each shouldn't go out with whomever they wish but I seemed to resent the idea. You know, Dairy, I wish I could have a wee bit of luck. Why can't I meet someone wherein the interest would be mutual. Jean and I went to show tonight. Saw Johnny for a moment."... "Valare, Wee, and I went to the Altrua Mask. Had the most perfect time. Danny O'Connell was there with Adrian Germean and Art Mario. Andy and Anne and Joe and Anne there. Bill Sadler came. Ran around and enjoyed myself immensely. Went to Bpt. Club (shame on me!) Danced with all the boys. Charlie took me home in a swell Packard. Had the grandest time altogether. R. G. very nice looking but not too friendly.".... "Johnny was in town today. Saw him with his O.F. Well, more power to her. It was grand while it lasted. Hope some day I don't get the dirty end of it. That'll be the day!"...."Had my hair done. Went to Stonewall with Bill for a cocktail. Got a glimpse of Johnny. Gosh he looks grand. Looks like he has a new car. A Roadster and it's rather slick. Looks like he's become prosperous."..."Got a glimpse of Johnny. Gosh he's certainly blossoming out in finery."..."Bumped into Johnny. Offered me a lift home and I accepted. Also accepted an invitation to go to the show. Took me to the Globe. Out at 11 and went straight home. Didn't stay downstairs very long and after an unfamiliar leave taking went upstairs. I think I was quite bored."..."went downtown. Saw J. for a second. Walked around all afternoon but didn't buy anything. Home about 7. Mother said Stanley and Vinnie S. had called. A few minutes later Charlie P. called and I accepted a date. Vinnie called again to ask me to go to a party and I had to refuse. Hal finally called me tonight. Of all the luck - when I have a date I get all the calls. Charlie and I went to Arrowhead Inn. Nice Time." Most of the men Ethel wrote about were mentioned by first name only. But, the following is a partial list of other names mentioned: Mrs. Molocko, Joe Savoy, Dr. Janis, Jack Toth, Altrua Howard, Edith Massimino, Sis Griffin, Mr. & Mrs. Leake, Joe and Anne Siskovic, Mr. Bayliss, Miss McGee, Eleanor Keye, Mr. Westinghouse, Mr. Hobby, Eddie Abrams, Peggy Clark, Miss Rich, Bill Edwards, Blossom Eck, Dr. Brown, Mrs. Gardner, Mr. Gillies, Helen Burke, Danny O'Connell, Adrian Germean, Art Mario, Bill Sadler, Mrs. Lucas, Joe & Polly Farrell, Eleanor Monroe, Bill Parks, Mr. Jones, and many, many, others. Some of the stores, restaurants, nightclubs, theatres, and other places mentioned in the diary are: The Putnam Inn, Arrowhead Inn, Altrua Mask, Bensingers, Plymouth Playhouse, Barons, Warner Theatre, Star Grill, Hollywood Restaurant, Hotel Roger Smith, Stonewalls, Rudy's, Rocozzi Hall, The Ritz, Childs, Three Doors, Star, Lyrics Theatre, Pink Elephant, Howard Johnsons, Caesar Mich's, Liggetts, Cameo Theatre, Schuberts Theatre, Marcall's, Globe Theatre, Miss Penques Shop, The Stratfield, Majectic Theatre, Penguin Club, Randall's Island, Steubins, The Den, The Buglight, Coconut Grove, Pine Room, Fairfield Beach, Pleasure Beach, Savon Rock, and many, many others. The diary is approximately 5" x 7" and was compiled and arranged for The D. M. Read Company in Bridgeport, CT. Ethel entries were written in pen and her handwriting is quite legible and easy to read. 
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