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substituting it for the actual word under fire. An amusing point was when Walt Harris was the goat and the verb was "to eat." Walt asked Rosalind, "Do you 'teakettle' in the bedroom?" To which she replied, "Oh, yes, especially you." Walt racked his brains, and asked several additional questions such as, "Do you 'teakettle' for physical satisfaction?" to which the answer was "yes," and finally he thought he had it. He asked someone very confidently, "Is it scratching?" Whereupon the rafters nearly feel in, as Walt is famed for his exema and attendant scratching. Becky Moore, who seemed to be the goat today, furnished great amusement when trying to guess "to play ping-pong." She sparred around, guessing nearly every sport you ever heard of except ping-pong while a terrific ping-pong duel was raging on the porch right outside the windows. While she was racking her brain, we would concentrate in silence to allow the sounds of the battle to fill the room and poor Becky stood there and said, "Well, I simply can't [[underlined]] imagine [[/underlined]] what it could be!"

At supper, we were divided into two camps. At our table were Barbara Reed, Marion Lamborn, Maybelle Scarborough, ^[[insertion]] Marian Housden [[/insertion]] Billy and "Brandy", Dick and Charlie, Harold Ogden, Doris Gouldthorpe, Walt Scarborough and I. At the other were the Delahookes, Dhuses, Moores, Willie, Ethel Brauns, Gouldy, Harrises and Ethel Ogden. Our table was full of the devil as you might expect from the gang there assembled, and we were distinctly "in bad" at the end of dinner, our misbehavior being climaxed by "Brandy" heaving a roll from ambush at the other table. After supper I told "Gouldy" I understood we were in bad. A characteristic Gouldthorpe reply, "Yes, I expected to hear stomping begin any minute." He was referring to the famed poker game at the Klund's Cottage when we made so much noise that Ethel, who was trying to sleep upstairs over us, finally got up and in sheer desperation stamped violently on the floor.