"My Memory Book." (cover title).

Knoxville, Tennessee, 1924 - 1925 & later. Scrapbook/ photo album compiled by Christine Wilson, a High School student. Cord-bound album, oblong quarto bound in limp patterned suede [?] lettered in gilt on the upper cover. The album contains 10 partially printed pages completed in manuscript providing a title page followed by "Friends O' Mine" in which 47 friends record names, addresses & sentiments. Thereafter 17 light card leaves contain amateur snapshots in various sizes, calling cards, calligraphy, mementos, chocolate labels, a rather bizarre piece of original art depicting a gravestone, & a couple of letters, approximately 136 items in total, mounted or laid-in recto & verso. Numerous unused leaves follow.

Binding rubbed, contents with occasional modest wear but generally very good.

Ms. Wilson attended Knoxville High School and graduated in 1925. A religious young woman, one of the letters invites Christine to attend a "circle meeting" in which she should "bring [her] special offering for foreign missions." A couple of the photos show immersion baptism in a river and a couple of others show what must be Christian converts from, seemingly, South Asia.

Apparently disappointed in love, the compiler includes a printed disparaging characterization of men (author unknown), in part:
"He will call you his darling, he will call you his own. One day he is with you, the next day he is gone; You will fancy he is this, but you will find he is that. He will play like a kitten, but bite like a cat ... He will buy the diamond and vow he will be true; He will tell you he will ,marry, but never says WHO ..."

A rather cryptic letter, addressed to "Dearest" and signed "Chan (?)" recorded in ink but dated 1936 in pencil, reads in part:
"Just 3 years ago you got in trouble, didn't you? I wonder if you would change any if you had to do it over again. I'll bet you wouldn't ... I may not have been as good to you as someone else would have been and then I may not have been as mean as some would. Maybe I didn't show you how I appreciated you but I did, I'm not good at showing it ..."

Googling yielded no useful information as to how Ms. Wilson fared in life thereafter.