Autograph books are a part of school life and growing up. They were very popular in the nineteenth century, and, although the sentiment remains pretty much the same, some of the entries have changed their style. Here are a few entries written by area pioneer children.
Sept. 6th 1883
Dedicated to Media--
“Tis not the casket that we prize,
But that, which in the casket lies,
For outward charmer, to please the sight
Are naught unless the heart be right.
Fondly Yours,
James C. Fugitt
To Media
May friendship love and truth
Thy guardian angels be
And in your happy dreams
May you sometimes think of me.
Your friend and schoolmate
Kittie Brewster
Oct. 31, 1884
To Media
In the Golden chain of friendship
Please consider me a link.
Your friend & schoolmate
Frances A. Bolten
Dear Media
Some friends may wish thee happiness
Some others wish ye wealth
My wish for thee is better far—
Contentment blest with health
From your friend and schoolmate
Kate Brewster
Galt, Oct. 26/86
Dear Media
In future years when turning to survey
The sacred joys of many a happy day,
Should chance to this direct your eye,
Recalling pleasures long gone by
Pause at this leaf and kindly lend
A passing thought upon thy friend.
Love, From Your Friend
Ellen Hern
Sept. 25, 1886
Conley Station
To Media:
Had I the power to carve or print
Thy future my dear friend,
It would be fair and ever bright,
Unclouded to the end.
Its the wish of your friend
Ed
Jan. 15, 1907
Dear Rose:
Rose is your name,
Single is your station;
Happy be the little man,
That makes the alteration.
Your friend
Myrtle May
Jan. 16, 1907
Dear Rose:
When you get married, and your husband gets cross,
Pick up the broom, and say you’re boss.
Forever your friend
Fay McNamey
forget-me-not
June 15, 1907
Miss Rose.
If scribbling in albums remembrance insures,
with the greatest of pleasure, I will scribble in yours.
Sylvia Lippi
Feb. 9, 1908
Dear Rose-
If you ever wish to laugh,
First glance at my autograph.
Your friend and schoolmate
Nellie Larrick
Feb. 11, 1908
As you look on this page think of me.
Frank Quiggle
Feb. 9, 1908
Friend Rose-
Remember me when far, far off,
When the woodchucks died with the whooping cough.
Harry Fawcett
Feb. 10, 1908
Friend Rose;
Remember me when on these times you look,
Remember it was Carl who spoilt your book.
Your school-mate,
Carl Still
Apr. 22, 1908
Friend:
As old and rugged as I am going to get,
If you look at this you will never fret.
Your schoolmate
Fred E. Botsbach
Remember me early,
Remember me late,
Remember me as your
Californian School-mate
Harriet Lovett
May 28, 1927
Dear Grace,
When you grow old
and cannot see
Put on your spec’s
And think of me.
Your friend,
Elvira Listini
Galt Grammar
June 2, 1927
Dear Grace
2 y’s u r
2 y’s u b
1 c u r
2 y’s 4 me
Your schoolmate
Bill Gibson
June 2, 1927
Galt, Calif.
Galt Hi
Dearest Grace
When you are married
and your husband gets cross
Pick up your broom
And say “I’m boss”
Think of me always
Your Schoolmate
Ruth Geiger
June 10, 1927
Dear Grace,
Here’s to cupids arrow
May it never swerve or snap
‘Till every maiden in the race for love
Has made at least one lap.
Albert Pellandini
Jan. 19, 1928
Dear Grace.
A little bit of moon-light,
A few hugs and kisses,
Will surely turn a little maiden to Mrs
“Your’s until a wedding ring is placed upon your finger”
“Your’s until the wedding bells”
Your school friend,
“Lena” Pellandini
Galt High
June 1928
Little dabs of powder
Little dabs of paint
Make the swellest lady
Look like what she ain’t
Dolly
June 2, 1927
Galt, Calif.
Dearest Grace:
Think of your old pal
sometime when you are roaming
out in the wide world.
Your friend
Anita Kohnke
Galt Hi
Jan, 1928
Galt, Calif.
“Oh My”
I hope that our friendship
will last forever as in our
school life.
Your Friend
Mildred Zakavec
Jan. 19, 1928
Dear Grace
What shall I write
What shall it be
two little words “remember me”
Evelyn Quiggle
Jan. 19, 1928
Dear Grace:
Life is like a deck of cards
When your in love its ©
When your engaged its ¨
When your married its §
But, when your dead its ª
Your friend
Lois Osler
June 9, 1929
Dear Grace.
German is a dead language.
As dead as it can be,
It killed all the Germans,
And now its killing me.
Your coal - shovel
Art Kreeger
“Fat”
(Yours till the Statue of Liberty dances the Charlston to America)
Galt High
The Galt Area Historical Society offers a book of our local history called Tapestry. Click here for more information.
Last edited 27 February, 2005
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