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Wednesday, September 2, 1908
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Well, the doings of this day have got past me, all right. Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies. But really there was nothing on for today. Just 24 hours, that's all.

We hear there's a new consul to arrive here soon, with the good old American name of Liebeknecht. He sounds like a sterling, yard-wide, came-over-in-the-Mayflower Yank, all right.

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Thursday, September 3, 1908
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Hell, I wish something would happen in this town. I never got so sick of laying 'round doing nothing in all me life. It's a job after meh own heart, but still one can get too much of a good thing. Meanwhile its a competing thought to realize that Dike is at Bagaduce enjoying himself and that Edie and the "bunch" are camping out in the wilds of New Hampshire. It does make one contented with "Camp."