Dearest Diary,
Exhaustion befalls me yet again. After such a lengthy day with the schoolchildren, I then retired back at the estate only to begin preparations for the evening meal. Mother was able to join me for such a dinner and we then began the long process of clearing space for the eldest Miss Lindsay to visit for the summer months. She shall occupy one of the vacant rooms in the estate. I am most eager for her arrival for it has been some time since we have had the pleasure of living in such close proximity to one another.
As for gentlemen, I have been offered an introduction to one who might reason to be pleasant company from time to time, but he appears to be quite my junior. I am not certain I am eager for such a match. I am certain however that the Disney estate is an elegant place for such an acquaintance to begin.
I shall think more on the matter tomorrow...
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
April 6, 2010
Dearest Diary,
Again I return to you with naught to say but how overwhelmingly sleepy I have become. Again the wheel of my carriage has become mishapen and a nuissance of great proportions. I was unable to away from the schoolhouse until nigh on evening today and for that I am immensely tired. The return to such a place comes quite early in the morning, but there is the weekly hymnsing to anticipate. Would that my fingers did not cringe from the preparation this evening.
Perhaps they shall feel better on the morrow...
Again I return to you with naught to say but how overwhelmingly sleepy I have become. Again the wheel of my carriage has become mishapen and a nuissance of great proportions. I was unable to away from the schoolhouse until nigh on evening today and for that I am immensely tired. The return to such a place comes quite early in the morning, but there is the weekly hymnsing to anticipate. Would that my fingers did not cringe from the preparation this evening.
Perhaps they shall feel better on the morrow...
Monday, April 5, 2010
April 5, 2010
Dearest Diary,
The return to the spring lessons was not so unfavourable today. I have dared to hope that the next few weeks might be without fierce quarrels or disputes. I have been taught to wonder whether there is in fact a summer holiday that approaches. I am told it is a few fortnights away. There is much to be done prior to its arrival.
My elder sister is due to arrive at the Grenada estate in only a short time and I find myself quite eager for her companionship. She brings with her Mr. Sinatra, her faithful hound who goes by the common name of Hank. I particularly enjoy his company, but I am uncertain of Lady Pigeon's reception of him. There will be quite an adjustment period.
Meanwhile, my presence is required quite early in the morning, so I must bid you goodnight for now. Until tomorrow...
The return to the spring lessons was not so unfavourable today. I have dared to hope that the next few weeks might be without fierce quarrels or disputes. I have been taught to wonder whether there is in fact a summer holiday that approaches. I am told it is a few fortnights away. There is much to be done prior to its arrival.
My elder sister is due to arrive at the Grenada estate in only a short time and I find myself quite eager for her companionship. She brings with her Mr. Sinatra, her faithful hound who goes by the common name of Hank. I particularly enjoy his company, but I am uncertain of Lady Pigeon's reception of him. There will be quite an adjustment period.
Meanwhile, my presence is required quite early in the morning, so I must bid you goodnight for now. Until tomorrow...
Sunday, April 4, 2010
April 4, 2010
Dearest Diary,
It was a pleasure this morning to attend the services and sing the hymns that I love so well. It was a great day for remembering the Easter holiday. Lunch was plentiful and the sport of croquet was an excellent diversion for the afternoon.
I am disappointed to note that tomorrow begins the spring lessons at the schoolhouse. I am pleased however that the week's holiday has allowed me some rest and I am eager to return to the friends I have seen little of this week. Perhaps the coming week can be marked by Happiness and contentment.
We will see to it on the morrow...
Saturday, April 3, 2010
April 3, 2010
Dearest Diary,
I have found myself up at an unreasonable hour this evening. It seems I am trying to fit in too many activities before the commencement of the spring lessons on Monday. In the meantime, I have suspended my search for the remainder of the holiday in order that I might celebrate the Easter holidays. The Sunday services I expect to be attended heavily on the morrow. It is of course no surprise that I will not be there at sunrise, but instead a more late morning service. That is to be followed by lunch at Mother and Father's estate in the company of family.
The remainder of the day is yet to be determined. I shall advise you of its contents on the morrow...
I have found myself up at an unreasonable hour this evening. It seems I am trying to fit in too many activities before the commencement of the spring lessons on Monday. In the meantime, I have suspended my search for the remainder of the holiday in order that I might celebrate the Easter holidays. The Sunday services I expect to be attended heavily on the morrow. It is of course no surprise that I will not be there at sunrise, but instead a more late morning service. That is to be followed by lunch at Mother and Father's estate in the company of family.
The remainder of the day is yet to be determined. I shall advise you of its contents on the morrow...
Friday, April 2, 2010
April 2, 2010
Dearest Diary,
There are a few who dared to hope, as I, that it was not some kind of April Foolery, but I am most certain that it was. There was, in fact, no letter at all from Mr. Derrick and I am forced at last to give him up. It might have provided the much needed amusement that this diary is wanting, but for now, I must continue my search.
There is a question of standards to be raised at certain moments in life and I have been urged by a few to not set so many. Perhaps it is the right of a schoolgirl to desire certain things in a husband, but at thirty years of age (or perhaps even older as the case may be), is it necessary to in fact grow lenient with one's expectations? I know that you cannot be certain of all the qualifications I seek, but I have come to the conclusion that age is no reason to make exceptions to rules which are solidly grounded in Biblical principles. There needn't be any reason to dispose of such mandates and least of all because I am older.
This does not mean however than I am as particular in the gentlemen to which I am introduced and as always, I welcome such introductions. I might even consent to observing tea with the gentleman. But when it comes to a question of marriage, I reserve the right to decline.
But such a question is reserved for a day to come. Perhaps not tomorrow...
There are a few who dared to hope, as I, that it was not some kind of April Foolery, but I am most certain that it was. There was, in fact, no letter at all from Mr. Derrick and I am forced at last to give him up. It might have provided the much needed amusement that this diary is wanting, but for now, I must continue my search.
There is a question of standards to be raised at certain moments in life and I have been urged by a few to not set so many. Perhaps it is the right of a schoolgirl to desire certain things in a husband, but at thirty years of age (or perhaps even older as the case may be), is it necessary to in fact grow lenient with one's expectations? I know that you cannot be certain of all the qualifications I seek, but I have come to the conclusion that age is no reason to make exceptions to rules which are solidly grounded in Biblical principles. There needn't be any reason to dispose of such mandates and least of all because I am older.
This does not mean however than I am as particular in the gentlemen to which I am introduced and as always, I welcome such introductions. I might even consent to observing tea with the gentleman. But when it comes to a question of marriage, I reserve the right to decline.
But such a question is reserved for a day to come. Perhaps not tomorrow...
Thursday, April 1, 2010
April 1, 2010
Dearest Diary,
I had every intention of introducing you to Mr. Derrick if you were interested to make his acquaintance. It is no secret that I was quite taken by him at our first meeting. But this morning while visiting my sister in the south of the country, I was quite surprised to be awakened by carrier pigeon with a request from said gentleman. It is apparent that while requiring my information for the horse race, he had taken careful note of where I was to holiday that very afternoon. Upon my leave he immediately put pen to parchment and drafted a letter of such eloquence and penmanship that I have ne'er borne witness to before. Could it be that he was as much taken by me as I by him?
Could it be or was it simply a case of April Foolery? I shall fill you in on the morrow...
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