Saturday, November 8, 2014

1907:Ima plans to stay in Germany

On January 4, 1907 Ima went to the American Consulate in Berlin, and signed a "Certificate of Registration" allowing her to reside in Germany "for the study of music," as she wrote.

She signed her name with her distinctive signature, always making her first name illegible.

What other secret was she keeping?

(Research in progress!)

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Ima in Germany: A diary begun--and suddenly ended.

         Ima was ever the dutiful tourist on her “grand tour” of Europe in 1907. She was twenty-five years old. Every museum, every painting, every cathedral, every building, filled her travel journal in guide-book detail, from June to October.         
         Then, for reasons still undiscovered, she suddenly decided to stay in Germany. She said she wanted to learn German and work on her music. With the help of a “Mrs. Cranberry” (Grandberry?) she took a room in a house (Mrs. Cranberry’s?) in Charlottenberg, a suburb of Berlin, then a neighborhood for Jewish artists and intellectuals.
         Ima acquired a Bechstein piano, and a famous music teacher, Xaver Scharwenka. She went to operas and concerts and practiced her German and her music. She played checkers with “Buddy,”a handsome young man who  lived in the house and played the violin. (Was he a family member? A tenant?)
         
     Ima began a diary on January 1, 1908, and abruptly ended it on February 29.
          Why?

         Mystery upon mystery.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Ima's first trip to Europe, 1907. Her journal begins.

      In the summer of 1907 Ima Hogg, still grieving over her father’s death the year before, set off on a grand tour of Europe. It was her first trip, and it lasted from June till October--and then she stayed on. (More about that later.)
      She kept a journal of her travels:

This is a chronology of my trip to Europe--not a diary of personalities.
June 22--Sailing-

President Lincoln, Hamburg-American Line.
Cabin 63 - Room-mate Mrs. Ben Thompson.

An auspicious start--a glorious warm day, our ship - 618 ft. long--making its maiden trip. Many friends had telegrams, letters, books and flowers as farewell to me, and we waved them a far away good-bye with grateful hearts for their remembrances - a home leaving being at best somewhat sad....

         Ima traveled with family friends, the Lewis Thompsons of Texas, their sons Ben & Lewis, and their governess, Magdalena. IH’s roommate on the voyage and probably on land travels was Mrs. Ben Thompson from Nacogdoches (a relative of the Thompsons, most likely.) This group from Houston was joined by a Mr. Scott, a chemistry professor at Austin College, and a Mr. Ben Foster and his sister Miss Ione Foster from Kansas City.

The passengers are mostly German so we have fallen completely in to the spirit of things, even trying out our bits of “Deutche” words on them. Really, though, have made comparatively no acquaintances. My table seat to my right though is occupied by a lovely old gentleman Rev. Wilkie from Florida and his wife to his right. A Mr. Dick from Newcastle Eng. Has played bridge with us and defeated us all. Much of our time has been spent at cards, some at reading, we have been dutiful enough to dive into guide-books--then we’ve walked leagues. Shuffle-board is a great game- I can’t play it much, but intend to spend lost of time at it on the return. Mr.  Thompson and I matched Mrs T. & Mr. Dick at “ring-toss” --they beating us by one point only.


       Ima was always competitive.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

“He’s a fat old hog, ain’t he?”

       Jim Hogg's newsworthiness extended beyond Texas, particularly in New York.

       In September 1903 the "Man in the Street" column of The New York Times ran the following anecdote about him:
      
       Ex-Gov. Hogg of Texas, who has a reputation for liking to play a practical joke every time he gets a chance, says he has been cured of the habit. The last time he was in New York the joke he tried to perpetrate was turned back at him in great style. It happened that he wanted a shoe shine. The bootblack, a small-size Italian, began to chatter at him after he had taken his seat in the high chair. Not being in a conversational frame of mind, the portly Governor thought it would be a good plan to feign that he was deaf and dumb. So he responded by signs to everything the bootblack said.
       This proceeding naturally caused the desired silence on the part of the Italian, and the Governor was wrapped in his own thoughts, when suddenly a little newsboy ran up and asked him if he wanted a paper. Before he could reply the bootblack turned to the boy and said:
       "You nota talka to him. He deaf."
       The newsboy looked him over, says the Governor, and then remarked in a loud voice:
       "Well, say, he's a fat old hog, ain't he?"
       The Governor, who weighs 300 pounds or more, relishes telling the story, but he adds feelingly that he kept up his bluff after hearing the brutal comment of the newsboy.
—“Man in the Street,” The New York Times, Sept. 6, 1903



Saturday, October 11, 2014

Ima goes to the opera in Munich: another mystery

Excerpts from Ima Hogg's 1907 travel journal of her first trip to Europe:

Aug. 19. Monday. Munich. Hotel Linfelder [She went out by herself to pick up opera tickets she had ordered from London.]
Out looking--got lost--having left my dear old Baedecker somewhere--reached hotel 3:30 P.M. tired hot & hungry....
Aug. 21st Wednesday Munich.
Four o’clock Tristan & Isolde! Started from hotel in a carriage at 3:30 in plenty of time...
[She described the opera in great critical detail. Was she alone?]
Had dinner between 2nd and 3rd Acts....
Came home decided on leaving out Vienna & staying for [Wagner's Ring] Cycle --if my ticket could be redeemed.

Thursday Munich. [Aug. 22]
Ticket redeemed, place engaged at Musicians Pension where Mrs. [name left blank] from Houston is staying & she, too, goes to the opera.... 

Ima bade farewell to her travel companions (a tour group mostly from Texas) and moved into a pension, where she stayed for nine days, going to the opera--and doing what else? Hmmm.

Saturday, October 4, 2014

“A dromedary for dudes” --Jim Hogg labels the bicycle.

Ima’s father had a way with words. Here is an item from a Galveston newspaper in 1896:

       It was the Hon. James Stephen Hogg, not then governor of Texas, who spurned the bicycle, not many months ago, as ‘a dromedary for dudes.’ But is it a useful and tractable sort of dromedary, and the Hon. Jerry Simpson of Medicine Lodge, Kan., a populist in good and regular standing, is one of the ‘dudes’ who rides it. Contrition begins to boil within the vast bosom of the Hon. James Stephen Hogg. He feels that he has slandered a worthy steed and a great institution. In the moonlit nights and on bright dawns he may be seen, on quiet country roads, ponderously revolving on a quadricycle, a most excellent device propelled by a crank. With time, confidence and steadiness, he will come to master the tricycle. Then, if he is not seriously injured in the trials, he will attain at last unto the bicycle. It will be a great day for rotation when he bursts upon the public on his wheel.”
-- The Galveston Daily News, Nov. 29, 1896

“Sockless Jerry” Simpson on a bicycle, yes.  Jim Hogg, who weighed 300 pounds, no.


Saturday, September 27, 2014

Who was Areal? Ima's mysterious suitor surfaces

        On January 1, 1908 Ima Hogg wrote in her Berlin diary, "who should appear but Areal?" Areal and others unnamed, she wrote, "stayed until late in the afternoon and we all drank eggnog together."

Hmmm.

What we know so far:
1. Ima had met Areal sometime during her travels the previous summer.
2. He came to see her again on January 4, when they had what may have been a lover's quarrel.
3. Areal was a probably a student at the University of Heidelberg. "He is off to Heidelberg in the morning," Ima wrote.
4. "Areal" is a Jewish name.
5. Ima was living with a German family at 22 Mommsenstrasse, a house in Charlottenberg, a suburb of Berlin that was a center of Jewish intellectual/artistic life in the early 1900s.

What do we think? More clues forthcoming!