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I have noticed lately a tendency on my part to be very critical of others, seeing mostly everybody's bad points and none of their good.  My diary shows it.  It is a bad attitude to take and gets one nowhere except into trouble and enemies.  I want to snap out of it and resume a calm, unruffled, poised game, always a gentleman, open and fair minded and overlooking faults for virtues.  There's a lot in that sort of game and a lot of trouble in the other.  Franklin's adage - "Speak ill of no man and speak the best you know of every man" - is a very wise one.  You can't go wrong with it, but how hard it is to resit temptation to back bite on occasion.  I've got to do it nevertheless.  I've said too much lately about Walsh, Maurice and Rudy lately, it's got to stop.

Erie, Pa.
Saturday, Oct. 8, '38.
Made a trip ^[[today] to "Heart's Content", a spot in the mountains south of Warren, having been invited by the Gouldthorpes to accompany them and their party - Kearns, Brightfelts, Neills, Richards, Whitey Wilsons.  The foliage down there was more beautiful, I think, than any I have ever seen before anywhere.  The colors were so varied and brilliant as to be almost unbelievable - every shade of red, yellow, orange, green brown and even rich purple and violet.  Never in my life have seen anything to equal it.

We had hoped for and the weather man promised a fair day, but we started out from Erie in train and had either rain or cloudiness practically the whole day.  I was disappointed in not being able to get any good colored movies for they would have been choice.  There were four carloads of us and there was much confusion getting there as the regular route was blocked south of Warren, forcing us to go by way of Sheffield.  The Neills and we got way out of the