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St.L. and I slipped off to the Carlton for a drink with Clark and Dr. Libman late in the afternoon and later met Walt Harris on the train where we had dinner. Walt was somewhat upset because we sneaked out on him but he got over that. It was an interesting and amusing evening. St.L. ran into our Congressman, Lou Rogers, going home for the recess until after the Democratic Convention next week, so while St.L. and Rogers talked, Walt and I had a long and confidential conversation in our drawing room where we could talk. He brought up the Scarborough case - said Postelthwaite had told him Maybelle couldn't keep going for long financially at the rate she's going. Walt says she's just batty - bought an expensive new  bedroom suite the day before she rented her house. Then I asked Walt what on earth was wrong with Charlie Reed. - he appeared to me to be good talent being wasted - a G.E. asset upon which a very low return was being realized. Walt said he had done a lot of thinking about Charlie and was glad I had brought the point up - he would have another whirl at it. He said Charlie was slated to be Asst. Supt. of Refrigerators but somehow just didn't have the push to carry through on it. We discussed it for some time and I believe something might come of it.

As usual St.L. wanted his night-cap so we got off at Harrisburg and went to a bar near the station where St.L and I had Ballentine's ale and Walt ordered a dish of vanilla ice cream. The talk got onto the war and Walt didn't get going well until someone mentioned