The Past Remembering the Past
After scanning all the pictures, I turned my sights on some of the smaller loose things in my tub of Clara Kuck's belongings. I found her birth registration, a Christmas card, a baby book for her grand niece Beth and two of the above books. They are just slightly smaller than three inches by five inches and came new with about 20 pages of blank paper. One belonged to Clara and one belonged to her older sister Bertha.
They were given in 1888 when Clara was around 5 and Bertha 7 so the inscriptions were likely written by their mother Elizabeth and indeed, the first pages of both are notes written by Elizabeth too her daughters. Clara's book reads, "My dearest Clara, Remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth. Your loving Mother, Elizabeth." Beneath that is the date November 2, 1888.
On the rest of the twenty pages are more notes of similar nature written by family and friends, some of which are unknown to me and will require a bit of research to figure out. One that especially stood out was a page on which Elizabeth Brandau, Clara's maternal grandmother had written and with AI translation says, "Dear granddaughter Clara! Love your parents and be very obedient to them, and also do not forget your grandparents. This is the wish of your grandparents. Adam & Elisabeth Landau." I'm not sure why the L instead of a B unless perhaps cursive letters were confused but it is unmistaken who wrote it.
Not all these pages were written when Clara was five. Some were dated as far back as 1892 when Clara would have been around nine years old. Many have no dates upon them. However, tucked into the pages of the book were five other pages of different color and texture and had gold edges but that isn't what caught my interest. The first one I'll share was written by Clara herself back to her mother.
Transcribing it says in the top left margin, "Forget me not." The main body of it says, "Dear Mother. There is one firend only, all others will fail. 'Tis Jesus who leads us, Safe through the vale. Your Daughter, Clara Kuck" and it is dated 1894 when she would have been around 11 years old. It is clear that Clara's parents were religious and she was brought up in their mold.
The next one really caught my attention.
Below is the transcription:
Trust in God when days are bright,
Trust him in the darkest night,
Trust him in the deepest sorrow,
Trust today and trust tomorrow.
Your true friend,
Annie S. Kuck
Dec. 20th 1877 (Died, Dec. 14th 1878)
This note is sort of the tie that binds her side of the family with mine. Annie is the daughter of John and first wife Mary whom I descend from and died at age 17 of diphtheria along with four of her siblings and mother Mary. Up until recently, Annie and her four siblings have mostly just been names in a tragic chapter of my third great grandfather. John remarried and had more children and I always wondered if he spoke of that sad chapter with them and he must since this paper was in Clara's possessions along with a piano book which I have yet to share.
Just to give you a visual, above is one of a couple of pictures of Adam and Elisabeth Brandau that were in Clara's things. Elisabeth died in 1894 when Clara was only around 11 years old but Adam would live until 1906 when Clara was around 23. That is most likely why she has a lot more pictures of Adam. I can't recall off the top of my head why Adam lost his eye but I know somewhere in my research, I have come across something explaining that. Most of his older pictures though have one lens of his glasses blacked out.






Such an interesting slice of the past, Ed. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThank you for humoring me as I rattle on about my discoveries.
DeleteThat's interesting about the blacked out lens. I'm surprised he didn't wear a patch of some sort. I am sweating just looking at her heavy, dark clothing!
ReplyDeleteI'm guessing the darkened lens was more comfortable than a patch.
DeleteWhy do people in old photographs look so ancient? And how does AI read that cursive writing so easily? I've struggled with it in my genealogy research.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how it reads cursive so easily but it is a huge gift to genealogists. Just the other day I had a handful of letters written by Clara's niece to her husband during World War II and it was slow translating. I uploaded them into Gemini and it spit out the transcription of all of them just seconds later. It messes up on a few words but they have generally been easy enough to search for in the letter and correct.
DeleteThat's quite a treasure trove you have there. I love the old letters. My 13 year old granddaughter can't even read cursive. They no longer teach it at school.
ReplyDeleteThey taught our daughters to read and write cursive but they went to a private Catholic school. I don’t think the public school here does anymore.
DeleteI wonder if modern people save such tidbits of their lives. Such little things that give faces of the past humanity and personality. I have a couple of boxes passed down from my dad's side of the family. I haven't had a chance to go through them except a glance, but I'm grateful for the resource.
ReplyDeleteWhen I first read that cursive was being discarded as an academic skill, I immediately thought of all the handwritten documents that would be closed to that generation. Somehow it just doesn't make sense that the educational system should create an ignorance like that.
My guess is there have always been and will always be people like me who are fascinated with the past and hang onto stuff of "value" to bring into the future and pass on. But I definitely think we are in a strong minority.
DeleteI used to feel just like you about cursive writing but have changed my mind very recently. With apps/AI that can easily read cursive and change it into any format one desires, it seems a bit like requiring kids to know and write Latin at this point. I think humanity would be better served if we taught them more serviceable skills such as wrangling, controlling AI or computers to do beneficial things.
Interesting! I think autograph books like these were the fashion of the time. My great-grandmother had similar books, which I have now and which I blogged about here:
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I guess in the era before school yearbooks, these were the only ways to collect and cherish messages and signatures from friends. (And family too.)
I hadn’t thought about them being autograph books but I think you are absolutely correct. I have even come across a few over the years but they all had autographs and no messages like this one. I think that is what threw me off.
DeleteI call them autograph books. My husbands Grandmother had one and her brothers and sisters wrote in it. Sweet sayings handwritten. It was a lovely tradition! Often given as a Christmas gift perhaps in a stocking
ReplyDeleteI wish I had put two and two together earlier but autograph books never crossed my mind until Steve’s comment.
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