From 8-year old Hilda’s diary:
Miss Cashen didn’t like my composition. She said that when she asked us to write about something in the museum, she meant one of the exhibits. She said the little old man was not an exhibit. So at home, over the weekend I must write another composition about a mummy or a suit of armor or a stone bowl that the Indians used to eat their mush in, or an hour glass. Something important.
Unfortunately, Hilda’s creativity was not rewarded this time around.
The photos below may be some of what Hilda saw at the museum: