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Sunday! Walked to the pine woods with Adelaide Will and Mr. Chase. Always get to discussing ancient versus modern things with Mr. Chase.  His ideal is Shakespeare & the Venus de Milo. Virtues, Vices and beauty personified, unmixed! Modern acceptance of imperfections, such as Tolstoi describes has no use for Fred.

I get rather tired of him as I see him more! He is of a charmingly delicate nature in many ways, but not much force, It seems to me. And the more Adelaide tells me of his eight year love affair & how he alternately gives up hope & begins again, and sighs & pines to all the world, the less I care for him. He is a most modern specimen of a man absorbed in his own internal workings to the exclusion of everything else.

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July 4th

I am tired of being a whetstone for more interesting people!

I am an excellent 3d person! An appreciative audiance!

As Alice says "You would make me work! I feel near you like horse or cow pricked by [[underline]] "flyes" [[/underline]]

A willingness, a desire to be understood, comprehended! But complete indifference to understanding another.
^[[Adelaide]]

July 10  letter from Alice at last. Intense delight. It is an everlasting joy to find a friend always true. It is only possible by being, come what may, true yourself!

Mr. Bicknell, Maria & Miss Patten played Reineckte's Trios at the house. He quite excited, with very fine & easy manners. I liked him, and all the rest disliked. Papa especially! He is not very delicate in expressing himself! But he is enthusiastic and naturally artistic, keenly so!  

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Carl Reinecke