There is one little book I own, that you won’t find anywhere else in the world. It’s priceless – to no one, except for me. It’s a 1912 original first edition…. well, it’s the only edition. It’s an autograph book, given to me by my great-grandmother. It’s a beautiful little leather book. And there’s no autographs in it.
Eliza handed this book around her friendship circle, and invited her acquaintances to write little entries inside. It’s a book full of heart-warming poetry, little scribbles and some drawings, and I simply adore it. I hope you do too. These are a few of my favourite pages.
I love that she apologises for her drawing skills…
See, there was even #mentalhealthawareness back in 1913!
How cute is this little ‘Contents of a Lady’s Dressing Table’??
Of of her friends actually took the time to make cut out flaps. Under each item found on a 1920’s dressing table, is a corresponding character trait. So for example, ‘white paint’ (I have no idea, do you?) becomes Innocence. ‘A mirror’ becomes Reflection, and ‘A water to smooth wrinkles’ becomes Contentment. A definite nod to being just at peace with yourself.
This final poem is my favourite, and one I always remember. Isn’t this just someone we should all try and live by? I know it’s super-idealistic in this day and age.. but ahh bisto, it warms the heart doesn’t it?
I hope you’ve enjoyed reading these as much as I do, and as much as the people who wrote them enjoyed creating them. This isn’t the full collection, just a sample of my favourites. If you want to see more, drop me a comment and I’ll pick some out for you.