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Wednesday, April 15, 1908
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Just one little page to New York today. Bus.

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Thursday, April 16, 1908
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Still working. By gum, it's raising hell with my delicate system. I thought life was one grand cinch in these parts, but it's nothing but sleep and eat all day.

Riés and I went down to the Club this afternoon looking for excitement. It's a warm joint down there, it is. Always something doing,- just like Brooklyn. If they'd scratch the ladies and put in a couple of fairy bar-maids it might be a trifle more to the merry. [[strikethrough]] Give us attractions that attract.