I have the autograph book of my Great-grandmother, Nettie Carrell, who lived in Greenup and Timothy, Cumberland County in the 1880's, when she was young. She married David Spencer and had a son Luther Spencer and she married four more times after that! Just to put her history in place, her father was Samuel Sanford Carrell, Adam Columbus Carroll, and Bartholomew Carrol.

I was astounded to see the Plum school pictures because I recognized many of the names in her autograph book. I thought your site may want a copy of the book. I've attached pictures of the book, a transcript of the book, and a list of names appearing in the book. All the entries in the book are written in pencil and are very light. I have some pages scanned but it very hard to work with the book and it is falling apart. Rather than scanning each page, if someone reads a name and wants a scan of that page, they can email me and I will do my best to provide one. 

Nettie Carrell s Autograph Book

When you get old

and cannot see

put on your specks

and think of me.

Your friend, C. L. Fogleman

Compliments of Lulu Wall May 22, 1871

Friend Nettie

With in this book,

so pure and white,

I presume to write

a few lines of friendship given

and last the readers thoughts to hear. 

Miss Stella Rice

Feb 17, 1895

Love me little,

love me big,

love me like a little red pig.

Your friend Ora

Erie E Carrell

June 30, 1887

When over this page you look

with care remember the one who

wrote this hear.

M. S. Gallaty

Friend Nettie,

Love and peace an endless store

be thy lot for ever more.

Alice Nunnamaker,

April 17, 1887 Cumberland County, Greenup, Cum. Co. Ill

Friend Nettie,

A little word of kindness spoken,

A motion or a tear

Has often healed the heart

That broken and made a friend sincere

May 22, 87 Eva Knapp

April 17^th 1887

In after years when this you see I was what your (torn) will be

MA (last name torn)

Friend Nettie

May the one you chose for life

be as faithful as his wife,

May his eyes be black as

(the rest torn)

Dora Jones

Dearest Nettie

When day are dark

and friends are far

remember me and I you.

Yours Sallie

July 28, 1892

August the 5^th 1888

When the golden sun is setting

and the birds are singing free

when of others you are thinking

will you sometimes think of me.

Anice St. John

June 30, 1887 Timothy, Ill

One thing to remember

that is to be true

to the one that you think

thinks the most of you

Mary Stirewaalt

Sister Nettie

When I m lying on my bed thinking of you in love

remember me when I m

gone to heaven above. 

Mrs. S E Fletcher March 21, 1880

These few lines perhaps will be

The last you will see of me

Keep o keep till life shall end

The last you will in me see a friend

June the 25,  Ellie

Tis sweet to be remembered

By those who trust are true please think of me. Sometimes I ll often think of you.

Eva St. John

Jesse Carrell 9

Luther Spenser 6

Rufus Carrell 4

Byrdy Carrell 2

Esty m. Carrell 1

Your nephew Ora (Fletcher)

When you stand before the tub

Think of me four you rub. If the water is too hot put in cold and forget me not.

July 18, 1897

Timothy, Ill September 1^st 1887

Dear Friend,

Do your mamma s duties

Do it with grace

And when a young man

Goes to kiss you, slap him in the face.

A friend, Nameless

L P Carrell Feb. 6 1894

Here you stand

Before the tub

Think of me

Before you rub

May the 29, 1887, Vevay, Ill.

May thy voyage through life

Be as blithesome and free

As a dancing wave

On the bright blue sea.

AL Kline

A way back here where

No one will look

I ll wright my name in your autograph book

June the 9, 1884

Friend Nettie,

A way back here where

No one will look I ll

Wright my name in your autograph book.

Written by Julia

A way back here where

No one will look I ll

Wright my name in your autograph book.

Miss Jessie Carrell Casey (The first letter in Jessie looks like it could a D)

Era Carrell

Who likes Nettie the best Jeme or Luther?

I think that (T)ome likes her the best (the T looks a little like a small f or a capital R written small)

July 8, 1887

Unreadable verse from Era Carrell

Luther Jan. 27

Goodbye little birde

Fly to the sky

Singing, singing a merry

Goodbye

March the 8, 1898, Timothy, Ill

One thing to remember

That is to be true

Remember me always

And I will remember you.

Miss Minnie Fogleman

May the 8, 1899

Timothy, Ill

I write hear not for beauty

I write hear not for shame

I write hear to be remembered by

as long as life remains.

Jessie Carrell

Easter 1888

Remember me at morning

Remember me at night

Remember me with all your might

And don t forget to write.

By Grant Osier

April the 10 1887

If I claim you as a friend

Remember me to the end

Mrs. Sarah A. Brady

Feb. the 14 1898

My love for you

Shall never fail

As long as prissy s got a candle

James Fletcher

Toledo Illinois

Compliments of Elma Kelly

Hazel Hill, Ill June 9 1887

Timothy Illinois

May 31, 87

May your days be (unreadable)

And all your friends be true

Just think of me who will

Always remember you.

Your sister Mrs. Adaline Carrell

January the 16

So soon may (unreadable) fawlaw

When frind ship decoy

As lifs shinning circle

The gens trap sway

T S Carrell

December the 19

Friend Nettie

May your life be like a arithmetic

Your joys be added your sorrows

Subtracted your friendships multiplied

And you enemies divided your

Presents worth never at a discount is the wish of

Your cousin (mostly unreadable but looks like Lettie)

April 16 1887

Some loves one

Some loves two

But if you love

Be careful who

Miss L E Neal

Minnie Fogleman

June the 9, 1887

Timothy, Ill

Friend Nettie

There are few friends in this wide world

Whoes love is fond and true

But Nettie when count them o er

Place me among the few.

Your friend, Rose

June 6, 1888

Here on this page I chose

A spot and write the word for-get-me-not

But if these words you

Do regret please blot

Them out and me forget.

Your friend NA Neal

May 15^th 1888

Away back here

All most out of

Site I write my name

Just for spite

CA Nunamaker

Nettie Spencer

I love thee I love thee

Ever remember the night we

Went to Antioch and somebody

Helped you across the street

A

James Cleghorn