Evelyn Exceen (McCarville)photo in the 1920s  

Evelyn McCarville's Diary February 12, 1927

Feb. 12 (1927)
Sat.
It’s a long, long tale I have to relate, and right now I feel too crazy and goofy to tell it. We’ve just come from the C.I.L. Party at the Union, and I never had such a bughouse time in all my life. To begin with there were about 150 girls there more or less and about 15 boys. So different from the usual affairs at the Union! About everybody there was from the third ward, and a lot of goofy costumes – oh gosh! A lot of Italians.
I had one dance with a fellow, and that was Hugh Deeny. There were only three or four Marquette fellows there. Oh it was fierce!
Dorothy, Ruth, Antoinette, Adeline and Ruth Driscall and I just raised cain. We danced the Virginia Reel and a lot of other bunk, and you’d think we were going on ten years old! I just felt devilish tonight, like burning up the town, and we did our best at the dance. Honestly we didn’t know what it was all about, and from the looks of the rest of the crowd they didn’t know that much. A different time, anyways.
Well, since I last wrote in this book much has happened!
As I said on Fed. 7 we joined the C.I.L. and it was their party we went to tonight.
On Feb. 8, Tuesday, we went to Rosalie Cullen’s Bridge Party at her home on Cedar St. Wonderful place, and sure had a good time.
Wednesday Ruth and I went to the Bridge Party of Delta Amicom at the Elks Club. Adeline Stills and her fiancé Prof. Wirth were there.
Thursday was the Modern Language Club Mixer at the Union, and I had a heavenly time being popular for a change. Dorothy Talford thinks I’m so popular. She should see me at some of the Ottumwa dances! I came home with Sheahan but after he left Mike came from around the Corner (as planned, and we talked for a while).
Friday I had a date with Van Slate. Nuff said. A dry time was had by all. Oh really he isn’t as bad as I like to pretend, but he talks so slow, and it slow, and is quite bashful!
Here I am down to tonight. 11:30 p.m. and I’m not going to get up tomorrow until 10:30 and I’m going to 11:00 mass.

Evelyn McCarville's Diary February 6, 1927

Feb. 6
Sunday
Gee I feel smart! Had two telephone calls tonight – most I’ve had got a long time. I began to think for a while that I was about the most unpopular cuss on earth.
Ruth and I went to church tho’ and I’, so glad we did. I’m glad we go to a Catholic school, and church is so close. I told Ruth that I’ll bet if we went to Madison or Iowa we’d never be seen in a church except Sunday morning, and here we can at least visit church every day, and often attend mass and go to communion. That’s what really counts. Sometimes I think maybe they have more fun at other College and Universities, but after I go to church I thank my lucky stars I’m, here.