1896
Lorenzo Caredon Beman Phelps & Helen M. Phelps taken in 1896 by Leon R. Willard.
On this day - January 4, 1898
William Jurian Kaula diary
4 JAN 1898
Paris is remarkable for its subdivision of business. Large stores are the exception. Nearly all streets are lined on both sides with small shops of all trades - even a short street has many of the same kind of stores. Every few doors is a wine shop, café, or restaurant. Wine shops are of every conceivable size and class from little places hardly ten feet wide with room only for a counter. Almost every coal-dealer runs a wine shop on one side of the dirty establishment. Coal is handled like so much precious metal and the stock on hand would hardly make a ton or two. The shelves are filled with cakes and packages of prepared "coal" made in brickets [sic] and balls from coal dust mixed with some compound like tar. The neatest and most attractive shops in Paris are the bakers. They fairly sparkle with polished brass and mirrors. This trade is one of the best in the city. The butchers are remarkable for their neat shops and displays of meat all arranged in cut papers and green leaves. Small newspaper shops are on every corner. Besides there are the quaint little kiosques[sic] which are on the boulevards and are occupied by women who sell the papers. We Americans miss the convenient letter boxes that are not common in Paris. Each tobacco store is licensed by the government and stamps are for sale. A letter box is on the outside of these shops. The tobacco stores are distributed to suit the locality. Post offices are bad places to visit if one is in a hurry. No one hurries in Paris except the Americans. They always have the characteristic lively gait and hurry as if there was a train to catch or a pressing engagement. A year or two in Paris cures many of this habit, but I always find myself tearing along when alone in the same way that I scampered over Beacon Hill for so many years to the Union Station.
On this day - January 4, 1909
James Roger diary entry
4th (Monday)
Fresh warm west wind. David choring round, went to Greenville for grain in afternoon. Got letters from Hamish and Roslin, also cards from Roslin, also letter from Mrs. Ritchie and a Shetland wool shawl from Tom to Mother.