HERE are extracts from a diary I kept in 1879, aged 14. I printed in large inky letters the following on the first page:
I certainly had a happy childhood in Hartford. Over and over again I wrote, 'I had a splendid time all day.' 'Lots of fun today.' Occasionally these happy reflexions were interrupted by adverse comments on school and on my teachers, who for the most part, were kind enough. 'Miss K-----, (big fool), thought I was doing something, and moved my seat. I think she is a FOOL. . . . Had a tremendous snowfight on Asylum Ave. After supper, sung some. I read Little Lights Along Shore. I finished the book. The next book I intend to read is the Odyssey.'
I attended a boys' prayer-meeting. 'I led. I read the 53d Chapter of Isaiah. We had 18 there. Sam Coit said, "How splended it would be if we could say, as Paul said, 'I have fought the good faith.'" He got matters mixed up.' Saturday, Jan. 11, 1879. 'Played all day. Too tired to write any more.'
Sunday, Jan. 12. 'Went to church this morning, and Mr. Emerson preached, but I did not give good attention.'
Monday, Jan. 13. 'This evening, just before supper, I got caught in Berryman's sled, and accidentally, the word