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Eve Drewelowe's journals, volumes II-III, 1950s

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45. book, or some crocheting that went to the dining-room with me - food for the nimble mind and the nervous sensitive fingers. No one seemed to object. [A?] that long family table surrounded by father and mother, and the youth of all ages stepladdering down. As I remember the signs of industry were original with me and were not imitated by any of the brothers or sisters. Now, it is intimated that I was especially privileged but I am more inclined to believe the intimation is an anachronism for it is unfounded. With the additional activities to eating, I was interested and quiet and never created a disturbance. The fitting in of odd moments was a trait from baby hood on. It has not lessened with the years. At that time, however, it made the termination of the conversations of the elders and the end of the meal less boresome for the restless spirit that was I, which ever had to be up and doing. Children were supposed to be seen and not heard and I was classified as one of the younger at these family-meals. but that did not prevent me from hearing all and seeing all that was transpiring. Oh no! not even my drawing-books hindered me from gleaning much - perhaps more than I was supposed to of that drama which was being unfolded before my eyes.

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45. book, or some crocheting that went to the dining-room with me - food for the nimble mind and the nervous sensitive fingers. No one seemed to object. [A?] that long family table surrounded by father and mother, and the youth of all ages stepladdering down. As I remember the signs of industry were original with me and were not imitated by any of the brothers or sisters. Now, it is intimated that I was especially privileged but I am more inclined to believe the intimation is an anachronism for it is unfounded. With the additional activities to eating, I was interested and quiet and never created a disturbance. The fitting in of odd moments was a trait from baby hood on. It has not lessened with the years. At that time, however, it made the termination of the conversations of the elders and the end of the meal less boresome for the restless spirit that was I, which ever had to be up and doing. Children were supposed to be seen and not heard and I was classified as one of the younger at these family-meals. but that did not prevent me from hearing all and seeing all that was transpiring. Oh no! not even my drawing-books hindered me from gleaning much - perhaps more than I was supposed to of that drama which was being unfolded before my eyes.