Viewing page 68 of 122

This transcription has been completed. Contact us with corrections.

132

or sees it fit to let me imagine he is in love with me.  He did not deliberately say so, but he said he had never been in love [[underlined]] before [[/underlined]], and presented me with violets and said (after lots of foolishness about them) that I always reminded him of them, and all such bosh.  He bothered and bothered me to walk with him.  I dileberately told him I had an engagement one day and could not the next, and then went off and rode once with Mo ones with Mr Stewart's & he knew it too.  I snubbed
[[end page]]
[[start page]]
133

& snubbed and then was nice and oh - how foolish it all is.  He acted his part well however.  I am going to get my hand in on him because as he really does not care, it does not in the least matter how much I lead him on.  If I wanted I could make him propose in less than a week.  I will not do that however, I will first be horrid to him then oh so nice, then horrid again and so one and before he leaves I will be nice so as to keep him on.  He's a terror.  I wish it was some one nice.  If he dares to come and see me