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# Des Moines Tribune/1934/Flyer Schneider, Miss Hahnen Wed

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Eddie August Schneider (1911-1940) and Gretchen Frances Hahnen (1902-1964) marriage by the Associated Press in the Des Moines Tribune on June 25, 1934.
Flyer Schneider, Miss Hahnen Wed. Bride Is Daughter of Former City Resident. New York City, New York (Associated Press) Eddie A. Schneider, 22, an aviator, and Gretchen A. Hahnen, [sic] 33, New Jersey governor of the Women's International Aeronautics association, were married in the municipal chapel June 2, a search of the records Monday disclosed. In applying for the license, Schneider said he was a salesman. The bride gave her occupation as that of a clerk. She said she was a daughter of Mrs. Herman F. Hahnen, formerly of Des Moines, Iowa. Four years ago Schneider, then 18, clipped an hour and a half from the late Frank Goldsborough's Junior record of 28 hours and 18 minutes for a west-east transcontinental flight.
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Notes: Her name in this article is listed as "Gretchen A. Hahnen". In most documents her name appears as "Gretchen F. Hahnen" and in one document her full name appears as "Gretchen Frances Hahnen".
# Des Moines Tribune/1952/A former Des Moines woman …

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* related authors: Eddie August Schneider.
Gretchen Frances Hahnen (1902-1986) in the Des Moines Tribune on September 26, 1952.
A former Des Moines woman has just presented her late first husband's aviation trophies, books, scrapbooks, etc., to the Smithsonian Institution where they will be cataloged in his name as the Eddie Schneider Memorial Library. Eddie Schneider, who was killed in a 1940 plane crash at New York when he was 33, was a veteran of transcontinental speed races, winner of the Great Lakes trophy, and one of four American leaders of the Yankee squadron that fought for loyalist Spain. Schneider's widow, now Mrs. Grant Black of Fort Worth, Texas, was Gretchen Hahnen of Des Moines, daughter of Mrs. Zora M. Hahnen, 2915 Logan.
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# Des Moines Tribune/1911/Young Banker Dies After Long Fight

Herme Francis Hahnen (1880-1911) in Des Moines Tribune on February 27, 1911.
Young Banker Dies After Long Fight. Mr. Hahnen, who was chief clerk at the Iowa National bank, died at Mercy hospital yesterday from peritonitis caused by appendicitis.
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# Des Moines Tribune/1936/Guest From New York City

Gretchen Frances Hahnen (1902-1986) in the Des Moines Tribune on August 19, 1936.
Guest From New York City. Mrs. Eddie Schneider of New York City, above, is visiting her mother, Mrs. Zora Hahnen, and Mr. and Mrs. Elton Ellis, 532 Thirty-first street. Mrs. Schneider is the granddaughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. Henry Hahnen and the grandniece of the late Mr. and Mrs. C. W. Dombach.
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# Des Moines Tribune/1939/Ends Visit Here

Gretchen Frances Hahnen (1902-1986) in the Des Moines Tribune on September 18, 1939.
Ends Visit Here. Mrs. Eddie Schneider of New York City concluded a visit Monday with her mother, Mrs. Zora Hahnen, 523 Thirty-ninth street.
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# Cynthia's Love Affairs

Extracted from English Illustrated magazine, Vol.11, 1893-94, pp. 323–329, etc. Accompanying illustrations by Gordon Browne may be omitted. Following the romantic adventures of Cynthia from a tender age, to her coming of age—and beyond. May be read either as a novella or as a series of linked short stories.
Cynthia's Love Affairs
By
Barry Pain
* Henry Silvester Dec. 1893
* The Twins Jan. 1894
* The Experiment Feb. 1894
* The Real One Mar. 1894
* The Thousand and the Boy Apr. 1894
* Too Late May 1894
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# Cynthia

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* Cynthia, with certaine Sonnets and the Legend of Cassandra, collection of poems by Richard Barnfield (1595).
* "Cynthia", eponymous poem from that collection, by Richard Barnfield (1595).
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 10

We went down to the wharf this morning to see a ship sail for the Coast. It surely was a great sight to see the many nationalities in their Many costumes, and the departing passengers, both men and women, loaded down with dozens of garlands of fresh flowers. They call the garlands "leis," and when the boat pulls out, the passengers toss them back to their friends on the wharf, until the air is full of gay blossoms and the native diving boys catch those that fall in the water, and wrap them about themselves. Those boys dive from the prow of the vessel. It made me gasp. Jack didn't even suggest trying to do that. The Royal Hawaiian Band played as the boat pulled out.
This afternoon we went through the Diamond Head fortifications, Jack having gotten a permit. I'm glad I'm an American, or I couldn't have gone. The work that has been done is splendid. Jack asked more questions than a seven-year-old youngster, but what he doesn't know now about range-finders and mortars and searchlights, and things like that, isn't worth knowing.
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 11

Went up Tantalus on horseback. The equestrian trail tempted us so the other day, that we had to prove it. Started early this morning and took our luncheon. When we got clear up, we tied our horses and took a foot trail which leads back into a splendid gorge—a regular tropical jungle—the wildest, most beautiful place I ever dreamed of. And there is nothing to be afraid of, no matter what sort of wilderness you get into, for there is not a snake nor a dangerous animal or insect in the Islands. The only warning we had was to keep to the trails, so as not to get lost; otherwise one is absolutely safe.
We followed the trail around to the Pauoa Flats and across them until we could look down into Nuuanu Valley and through the Pali gap. Would have gone home by Pauoa Valley if we had not had to go back for the horses.
We are going to tramp up that way again. I wish I could go to the top of Konahuanui—that is 3100 feet, and the trail looked fascinating.
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 13

Sunday again. We went to the Kawaiahao church, where the congregation is mostly of natives and the sermon in the Hawaiian language. It was very interesting, for the language has fascinating sounds and the earnestness of the people gave us as much of the real sense of worship as if we could have understood what was said. Worship, anyway, is a matter of feeling—not of words.
This afternoon we motored through Kapiolani Park and all about beautiful Kaimuki with its splendid vistas and then up Palolo Hill, where the scene spread out at our feet was wonderful beyond words. Then we went out Waialae Road for a ways, and turned off toward the sea, where we came to a pretty little beach all by itself with only a house or two and a cocoanut grove and some pastures. It seemed almost out of the world, but I loved it. The drive was thoroughly delightful.
Concert by Hawaiian boys at the hotel, as usual on Sunday evening. I never weary of hearing them.
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 17

Today we tramped to the Pali. Have been coaxing Jack to, ever since the day we first motored over the way. Went on the trolley to the end of the line, and that gave us only three and a half miles to walk, over a splendid road, and part of the way different from that we motored over. We took our luncheon and ate it out on the very point over-looking the marvelous stretch of windward Oahu. Then we did a lot of climbing around and took pictures and went part way down the old trail that was used before the road was built.
It was fascinating just to see the various people who went over the pass—all nationalities and all garbs. We got some great pictures of them.
When we reached the car line againwe were so little tired that we explored Queen Emma Park, which lies just there—the place where the Kamehamehas used to spend so much time.
This was one of our most delightful days.
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 1

Arrived this morning. Have heard of rose-colored glasses—guess I have on rainbow ones. Never saw such colors in my life.
Trip was fine. Was seasick only one day and after that felt splendidly. Jack wasn't sick at all—says that if he had been green all the way over, this one day here would have paid for it, all right. The islands are glorious as you come in. One of the valleys was full of a rainbow-colored mist, and the mountains are so close that you can almost touch them.
Motored out to one of the hotels located on the Beach, and have a corner room with the sea less than a hundred feet away on one side and the mountains only a mile and a half on the other.
Ate, rested and unpacked.
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 12

Went out to the Country Club this morning—Jack has a card there—and played golf. The building is beautiful and just suited to the surroundings, and that is saying a good deal. The course is excellent and we both scored very well.
Took our cameras and went to Moanalua this afternoon. The entire grounds are exquisitely laid out and the Japanese tea garden is a delight. At four we went to the Chinese teahouse, where, it being Saturday, the owner of the estate was serving tea and good cheer to all who came—friend or stranger—with cordial hospitality. Jack learned a lot from him about the Islands as they used to be; and then we went through the curious grass houses which constitute a museum of things Hawaiian. There is a fine polo field, too, and Jack is wild to be here when polo games are on.
Went to the Chinese theater this evening. I never had so many interesting experiences so close together in all my life before.
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 15

We are at Haleiwa. Left Honolulu on the 9:15 train this morning and reached here a little before noon. The trip was beautiful and the coast and mountains were different from anything we had seen on any other part of the Island.
This afternoon we walked over to the Waimea beach, not far from the hotel, and the surf was splendid. Also, I found a good many shells—not very large, but wonderfully brilliant in coloring. We talked to some natives and Jack got some more information, as usual. He is going to the site of an old heiau, or temple, tomorrow morning.
Went in swimming after dark. It was fun. Jack wants to do some hunting and fishing, but we'll not have time, for there is a hula dance planned for tomorrow night, back in Honolulu, and we don't want to miss that.
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 16

Went swimming early and then played golf over a beautiful course close to the sea. Until I came to Hawaii I never dreamed how much such jJovely surroundings could add to golf.
A Japanese woman brought some fish to the hotel in flat baskets swung from a yoke, and when Jack saw them he was perfectly crazy to go fishing; but I told him that it was a crime to eatch live rainbows on a hook. And even then I had to mention the hula to keep him from staying over. I'd hate to have him catch things like those, and if he should catch a squid, such as she had, I'd have nightmares for a week.
Reached home at 5:30 and went to the hula in the evening. I liked it immensely and don't see why any right-minded person should object to it in the least, since it is to be viewed as a survival of old Hawaiian customs and not as a modern entertainment. The girls are wonderfully supple and well trained and the play of their muscles is astonishing.
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 18

Went to the Lunalilo Home for Aged Hawaiians this morning. Such a beautiful place and so clean and sweet and such dear, dear old people. I'll never forget the sweet quaver of their "Aloha" and the quick responsiveness of their eyes and the touch of their hands. There wasn't a sad thing about it, for they were all so happy and cheery and uncomplaining, and one dear old blind woman was the happiest and cheeriest of them all. I am better for going there.
Attended a luau (native feast) this afternoon. It was public, but was the real thing, gotten up and managed by Hawaiian women for a pet charity. The fish was the very best I ever ate, and a lot of the other things were perfectly delicious. Jack tasted of everything and ate two "batches" of several kinds—and it never phased him. He said he'd like to board there.
Took a walk in the park this evening. Palm trees make beautiful silhouettes.
# Diary of One Month in Honolulu/Day 14

Swimming before breakfast. The native boy has made quite a swimmer of me, for such a new beginner, and I am desperately proud; but not so proud as Jack on his surf-board. He can get every wave that is worth while—so he says—and came in once on his knees. I don't believe he meant to—I think the board bucked him into that position—it looked that way.
Company to tea at the hotel this afternoon. I had the six nicest ladies who came over on the boat with us. Jack was at his best, though I had to lead him to it with a rope. He said that it was the blue and white tea-set that cheered him up, but it wasn't; it was the blue and white frock of the prettiest girl—and he was not only cheered, but positively inebriated.
An informal dance at the hotel this evening, with officers from the passing transport in attendance with their families. It was an exceedingly nice dance.
# Constant swain/Advice to the fair sex

ADVICE TO THE FAIR SEX.
WHEN the shepherd seeks to woo, mind them lest they faithless prove, But if once you find them true, fear not to reward their love.
Let not beauty make you vain, men of worth deserves your care; Never give a lover pain if you find his heart sincere.
Love, the source of every joy, ask whatever we can give, Love should every hour employ, 'tis for love alone we live.
Glasgow, Printed by J. & M. Roberston, Saltmarket, 1799.
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# Constant swain/The white conduit house

THE WHITE CONDUIT HOUSE.
COME, come my dear Bet, The sun is just set, All nature looks smiling you see, At White Conduit House, Each sweetheart and spouse, Are now drinking coffee and tea, Are, &c.
The pleasure so sweet, This charming retreat, Disburdens their minds from all care, The prospect so clear, Will please you my dear, Then straight to the place let's repair.
​The garden my love, If thou wilt approve, I there can my passion reveal, How pleasing 'twould be, My angel, to me? If love you no longer conceal.
There's music to charm, Thy bosom 'twill warm, The ideas of love to possess, Then Betsy comply, And do not deny, This instant your Tommy to bless.
Ye lovers draw near, My story pray hear, I will make you in love with the sex, I whisper'd my mind, And Betty was kind. No longer she strives to perplex.
The ev'ning draws on, And we must be gone, Each heart now with pleasure o'erflows, The maxim will shew, The passion that's true. If repulsed the stronger it grows.If, &c.
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# Constant swain (1)

THE
CONSTANT SWAIN
TO WHICH ARE ADDED,
THE WHITE CONDUIT HOUSE.
Steer HER up, and ha'd HER gawn.
A FRIENDLY ADVICE.
A JORUM OF THIS.
BLIND CUPID
ADVICE TO THE FAIR SEX.
GLASGOW,
PRINTED BY J. and M. ROBERTSON,
Saltmarket, 1802
* The Constant Swain
* The White Conduit House
* Steer Her Up, and Ha'd Her Gawn
* A Friendly Advice
* A Jorum of This
* Blind Cupid
* Advice to the Fair Sex
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# Constant swain/The constant swain

THE CONSTANT SWAIN.
WHERE is my constant jewel, my joy and heart's delight? Why does she prove so cruel, as to forsake me quite.
I might have had much treasure, had I forsook her charms, I lov'd her out of measure, I wish'd her in my arms.
How oft have I beheld her, the charming beauty bright, Her charms were so delighting, she ravished my sight.
Each morning that I view'd her, her cheeks were lovely red, With pleasure I review'd her, as she lay on her bed.
She's tall and she is slender, and every way complete, She is handsome for to follow, and clever for to meet.
Her lips are red as rubies, here eyes are black as sloes, Her charms are so delighting, she wounds where'er she goes.
​So fare you well sweet Nancy, since you so cruel prove, I'll try for to forget you and all the pains of love.
Although you are so cruel, you have stole my heart away, No other girl I'll marry until my dying day.
She hearing of his mourning, she turn'd to him again, And said, My dearest Jamie, I'll ease you of your pain.
Because you've been so loyal, I'll prove your loving wife, And constant I will be to you, all the days of your life.
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