Friday, April 1, 1921

Fair, cool, clear, windy, clearing. Arose 7 A.M. Breakfast. Read paper. To College 7:45 -11 A.M. Dinner. Sorted eggs for storage 1-6 P.M. Supper. Cleaned up. To social at Y for all young peoples church organizations. Escorted Miss Swart home. TO BED 12 P.M.

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Okay, her name is Swart, not Swarts. I did find a Mildred Swart, who was living with her parents at 116 Victory Ave in Schenectady in 1920. She was a music teacher, so perhaps she knew Ruth and that is how she and Stanford met. By 1930, she was still living with her parents and her grandmother, and a lodger or two. In 1940, she is still single, still living in the same place, only now her mother is widowed, her grandmother is gone, but Willard Carr, their lodger since 1910, is still there. Mildred is still a music teacher in 1940, giving lessons at home. She never married. One can imagine her teaching music for many years, maybe even until her death at 101. Having been born in 1899, Mildred's life spanned three centuries!

Here is a little description of her that was in the Schenectady High School yearbook for 1919, the year she graduated (in January, apparently):

Miss Damon was the H.S. Orchestra director.

I also found some information about Mildred's heritage, which goes way back in the Schenectady and Glenville area, apparently. Perhaps the Clossons knew the Swarts there, too. And Stanford might have known Mildred from high school as well.  This section was taken from the Hudson-Mohawk Genealogy Website of the Schenectady Public Library. It seems Mildred was an only child.

Thursday, March 31, 1921

Overcast in A.M. Heavy showers at night. Arose 7 A.M. To College 7:45-11 A.M. Odd jobs. Dinner. Studied. Fooled around. Down street. Supper. To fraternity meeting. To College library. To Post Office. To bed 11 P.M. No snow. Roads like summer etc.

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Wednesday, March 30, 1921

Marvelous, bright, cool, clear day. Arose 7:30 A.M. Breakfast. Talked etc. To city with Mr. Reynolds. Home. Read paper etc. Marcus here to dinner. Candled and sorted eggs for storage. Studied. Supper. Ruth to Ed & Leila's for rest. Home in evening. To bed 9 P.M.

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I wonder why Ruth needed a rest? And why she had to go to someone's house to do it? Hmmm . . .

I don't know who Marcus is. Perhaps he's mentioned him before? Too lazy to look it up.

Tuesday, March 29, 1921

Beautiful, bright, cold, clear, windy day. Arose 7 A.M. Breakfast. Mother, father, Ruth & I out to buy eggs. Started 8:45 A.M. via Duanesburg, Esperance, Sloanesville, Central Bridge (DINNER), Scoharie, Middleburg, Breakabeen etc, Berne, Gallupville etc. 89 miles. Stopped at Parkers Corners. Stayed overnight. TO BED 12 P.M.

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That was quite a trip through the small towns of eastern New York. Below is a Google Maps' rendering of the route. Google wouldn't let me put one more destination on the list, so you'll have to imagine how they got to Parkers Corners. Interestingly, Google clocks the trip at 88.5 miles.

Egg-Buying Trip

Monday, March 28, 1921

Beautiful in A.M. Cloudy & showers in P.M. Arose 8 A.M. Breakfast. Fooled around. H.H. & I cleaned out barn. Dinner. Helped mother & father etc. Read. Supper. Home in evening. Played games etc. Took bath. Cold at night. To bed 11 P.M. Thankful for health, friends, opportunities etc.

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Sunday, March 27, 1921

Fair, bright, very warm day. Arose 6:15 A.M. Dressed. To Church to early Easter service with Mildred Swarts 7:30-8:15 A.M. Breakfast. To Church service. Full house. To S.S. Marion & Mark to dinner. To Uncle John's to call. To E.L. 132 out. To Church with M.S. Talked. To bed 11 P.M.

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I wasn't able to find out anything about Mildred Swarts. But I see that Marion & Mark are seeing quite a lot of Hanford and Ruth.

Saturday, March 26, 1921

Overcast, wet, cool, rainy day. Arose 9 A.M. Breakfast. Played piano etc. Wrote in diary. Delivered eggs. Dinner. Cleaned up. Over to Church. To Proctors with Russell & Lew Larkin. Home 6:15 P.M. Supper. Played euchre. Sorted papers. Cleaned room. To bed 11 P.M.

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Stanford doesn't say what they watched at Proctors theater, but it was still a vaudeville theater at this time, so . . .