I found the pattern for this 10" Chocolate Lover block in Judy Martin's Ultimate Book of Quilt Block Patterns.
As background information, Hattie's Mamma, Alberta Emily Young Woodbury, passed away three years earlier in June of 1913.
Sunday, October 29, 1916 -
"I am all broken up tonight, but I can't help it. Perhaps I shall feel better after a night's sleep. We have been to church, and there was a wonderful revival meeting. I think it stirred the hearts deep down, even if not all admitted it, of everyone there. I held out very well until they began to sing 'Tell Mother I'll Be There.' Then I simply couldn't help it - that song always brings tears. I had succeeded in wiping them away and went up to the altar to shake hands with some of the struggling ones, then just as we got back to our seats, they started to sing it again. I couldn't stand it again, so I asked Frank to please go home. It is very foggy tonight, and he had to drive slowly. There was scarcely a word uttered between us all the way home. When we got to the steps, I told Frank I felt bad from hearing the song and hadn't felt like talking. He said he knew just how I felt and that he had intended to ask me something tonight, had been fighting it back but couldn't help it. Then pressing my hand, he said good night and I responded.
"I must go to bed. It has been an hour since I got in, but it seems as though I am too excited to do anything. I hope I can get to sleep, for I am tired."
Monday, October 30, 1916 -
"It is late now, almost eleven, and as I didn't get much sleep last night, I'm tired and, of course, I've had a good deal on my mind today. I have thought it over so many times and have come to no nearer conclusion.
"This has been a perfect autumn day in spite of the dense fog this morning. It cleared away about the time we were hanging out the clothes and has been clear and bright since. I have enjoyed it, too.
"Papa went to Emporia this morning, and as he wanted to go to Lyndon to hear Capper, Frank offered to take him over from Osage. Of course, he asked me to go. The ride was lovely to Osage to get Papa and then on to Lyndon. We all went up to the Hotel for supper, then all the politicians began to swarm in. The band music got us started, so we went down and found the hall full. We edged up and found good seats up front on the stage steps. Mr. Pringle, Mr. Miller, and Governor Capper all spoke, and each had a splendid talk. A quartet sang two cleve political songs, and Miss Shoecraft sang a solo, a parody on 'Uncle Sammy.' After we had shaken hands with the Governor, we got our things up at the Hotel and came on home.
"Frank asked Papa how fast he wanted to drive. He said he didn't care, just so we didn't get in to the ditch. Well, we did that very thing up on front of Schlageler's old place. We were both looking at a light about 10 miles in the distance and accidentally got into a rut. We went into a little ditch but had no trouble in getting out.
"Of course, Frank hasn't had much chance to say anything more to me, and I'm glad for I don't know what to say to him. He gave me a nice box of candy tonight."
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