While conducting research for my dissertation 1 and seeking to tease out the potential for at-home theatricals to have encouraged nineteenth-century middle-class English girls 2 to explore alternative identities and possible futures, I consulted many girls’ diaries, letters, scripts, juvenile newspapers, and other ephemera. Mother Elsa & I have enormous feet, I have the biggest worse luck! I am much too fat … I think it would be advisable if this diary were not left about! (15-year-old Molly Bell, 17 December 1897). I bite my nails like a trooper … therwise I shd have nice hands. I am pretty, nice complexion blue eyes curly hair all that sort of thing. Elsa plays the fiddle well & I the piano decently.
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