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[[preprinted]]Friday, January 28, 1910[[/preprinted]]

Pickering & P.H. were over to dinner tonight. P.H. went up to the Cathedral after dinner, as they were to have a service for Mrs. Stiles. I had no idea it was so serious. She was thrown out of her gharri a few days ago, - it ran over and fell on her, almost cutting off her foot. That was serious enough, but now she is not expected to live. 

It is all the harder because Stiles himself is laid up in the hospital with fever now. 

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[[preprinted]] Saturday, January 29, 1910[[/preprinted]]

There's no use talking, I've got to cut out after-dinner bridge at Brode's. It was "Just a final one" all the way up to two o'clock in the morning, and it's not good enough. I've got to bet my bally sleep out here.

Well, did you hear about the trick Mrs. Gregory played on her poor, unsuspecting husband this morning? Girl twins! I don't call that playing the game, hanged if I do, though I suppose the meant all right. 

It'll teach him a lesson. [[/page 2]]
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