Tuesday, November 7, 1922

Overcast, wet and cool. Arose 7:45 A.M. Breakfast in room. Classes 9:30 to 11:30 A.M. Fired from rest. job. Studied. Class 2:15-3:15 P.M. Studied Church History. Supper. Studied. Out for walk with H.H. & Tim. Election returns. Lunch. To bed 12:30 P.M.

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Uh-oh. I wonder what Stanford did to get fired? Hmmm. He's not telling.

Monday, November 6, 1922

Overcast & cool. Some rain. Arose 7:30 A.M. Washed. Out to breakfast. Studied etc. Dinner. Worked 12 M. to 2 P.M. Class 2:15 to 3:15 P.M. Chapel 3:15-3:45 P.M. Wrote letter to Grace Cornell. Supper. Back to 72. Studied. To bed 11 P.M. Thank God for health, strength, education, good family etc.

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Sunday, November 5, 1922

Overcast and cool. Arose 9 A.M. Shave, shower & breakfast. To Old South Church. Rev. Gordon preached. Communion Service. Dinner. Walked with H.H. to Charlestown etc. Nap. Letter home. To Old South Church. Hampton Institute. NIGHT. GOOD. To P.O. etc. Lunch. To bed 11:15 P.M.

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Reverend Gordon was a well-known Congregational Minister. Here is a brief bio of the man:

1853-1929. Congregational minister and writer. Scottish-born, he graduated from Bangor Theological Seminary and Harvard University, proving himself a brilliant student of philosophy. A preacher of great power, during a long and influential pastorate at the Old South Church in Boston (1884-1927), and through numerous books, and lectures in all the leading American universities, he was a leader in introducing liberalism into Congregationalism. He called Calvinism “the ultimate blasphemy of thought” and held that moral progress was the key to history. He nevertheless, with other liberals, rejected the contemporary drift toward a merely human view of Jesus. His works include Ultimate Conceptions of Faith (1903), Religion and Miracle (1909), Through Man to God (1906), and Aspects of the Infinite Mystery (1916).

Interestingly, Rev. Gordon graduated from the Bangor Theological Seminary, whose majestic buildings we would pass by on our way to downtown when we lived in Bangor, Maine. Below is a postcard of the grounds as they looked in the early 1900s.

Taken from Wikipedia

Saturday, November 4, 1922

Beautiful, bright and mild. Arose 7:30 A.M. Breakfast. Cleaned room. Studied. Dinner. Worked at Ginters 12-2 P.M. Kenneth Leary & I out in P.M. To Lynn via ferry & narrow gauge. Walked around. Got ride back to Boston. Supper. To market. Hair cut. Studied & talked. To bed 11:30 P.M.

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Stanford doesn't say what he does at Ginters Restaurant, but he probably washed dishes. Below is a photo of Ginters' kitchen where Stanford might have toiled.

Taken from HistoricNewEngland.org

The picture was taken in 1920.

Friday, November 3, 1922

Fair, bright, clear & mild. Arose 7 A.M. Out to breakfast. Studied. To classes 9:30 to 11:30 A.M. To Ginters with Arno Wallschlaeger. Worked from 12 M to 2 P.M. Took nap. Down to supper & P.O. Played volley ball. Read. Talked with fellows. To bed 12 P.M.

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Stanford is probably referring to Arno Henry Wallschlaeger, who later became a Methodist minister, starting in Boston. Below is his picture.

Arno was from Wisconsin originally. He was two years older than Stanford. They evidently met at Boston University, but Arno ended up as a minister in Flint, Michigan, where he lived in 1930. By then he was married and he and his wife Jeannette had a one year old child. He died in 1981 in Delta, Michigan. The way his and Stanford's paths crossed, I'm guessing they kept in touch.

Arno was also in the Navy during WWI, although he seems to have stayed in the U.S. Here is his Navy photo:

Thursday, November 2, 1922

Mary Leah Yant at Boston University

Fair, bright clear & cool. Arose 6:15 A.M. Study and breakfast. Classes 9:30-11:30 A.M. Dinner. Nap, shaved & bath. Classes & chapel 3:15-4:45 P.M. To Alex Stewart's for birthday chicken dinner. SWENSON, TIMMERMAN, MR. & MRS. KENT, MISSES YANT & HOFFMAN, JONES, MIERS, H.H. & I. To prayer meeting. Fine evening of fellowship. Back to B on 9:25 train. To bed 10:30 P.M. Thankful for friends.

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So, there it is. A school pal's birthday, some chicken, and Stanford's "fine evening of fellowship" begins what will become one of the great romances of the 20th century. A historic evening indeed!

Wednesday, November 1, 1922

APPLE DAY

Beautiful, bright and mild. Arose 6:15 A.M. Studied. Breakfast. Classes 9:30-11:30 A.M. Dinner with Steinkraus. Studied. Wrote letter to R.E.N. [Russell Norris]. To classes and chapel 2:15-4:45 P.M. Studied & talked. To bed 12 P.M. Thankful for privilege of prayer.

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When I looked up Apple Day, there were several different days chosen for the celebration, October 21 being one of them. But I did find a little article in the August 1922 edition of the National Cooper's Journal, which was a professional journal for barrel makers. Naturally, they would have had a keen interest in the apple crop, especially at this time of year. The article refers to the man who founded National Apple Day and Apple Week, which started on Halloween. Below is the little piece:

The song follows. It's not too bad, although he needed to do a bit more work on the rhythm, I think.

I haven't been able to find out who Steinkraus is without a first name. Maybe later . . .?

Tomorrow's the big day! A party at Alex Stewart's house changed forever the lives of Stanford and Mary Leah (and all those who followed). Stay tuned . . .