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[[preprinted]] [[double line]] Friday, May 1, 1908 [[line]] [[/preprinted]] Now if I'd been home, where I should be, I'd be crowned Queen of the May, Mother, today. Serves me right for leaving my wife and family and carryin' on goin' globe-trottin'. Well, we wrote out our cash today and then blew the whistle. Why a man should unecessarily detain himself on the job out [[strikeout]] [[?]] [[/strikeout]] here gets me. I got more satisfaction out of tennis tonight than I've had for a long-time. I licked that common, ordinary Reis,- from the ground up, too. It was sweet. [[end page]] [start page]] [[preprinted]] [[double line]] Saturday, May 2, 1908 [[line]] [[/preprinted]] This makes the second consecutive morning I've got up at seven o'clock. Straight goods,- h. to g. What th' hell, anyway? Blunt has beat it with my five shining golden quidlets, and I'm disconsolate. I was happy and saving money until he came into me young life with his diabolical jaw wreckers. Dodgast it all.