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a hand apiece from Mrs. Winsor & Margaret with an amount of enthousiasm & warmth in the greeting that remains a lasting subject of surprise considering the scores of people who have "passed on before." All women! One old gentleman with white hair (prematurely turned perhaps), one scared young boy in the clutches of some strapping fine young women, all these others banded together about the sprightly Margaret.

I had to rush for home. Wished I could have stayed to take it in which would have been easy as I knew only three people there in all that scuttling crowd.

It is that kind of thing would be interesting to paint.

Architecture in the eve. I am so ignorant, incapable of retaining any information that I feel hopelessly cut off from the pleasures of friendships I

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care alone for.
Devilish blue

Dec 4 The Zoo.
Dec 5
Pictures returned.

"Willard" in Professors love Story in the evening.

Professor and Hender, Pete and Effie the best, the Scotch peasant poet full of dry wit.

Blue as the d. Could think of nothing to say & felt dead & heavy like a piece of old wood.

Mr. Williams told about meeting Mr. Sloane on the train from N. Haven, the musical composer of Jack and the bean Stalk & Simple Simon of the Cadet. He had been drinking somewhat and was anxious to talk about himself.

[[strikethrough]] Dec [[/strikethrough]] Went over the Youths Companion building & met Mr. Chapman & Mr. Russell 
[[images: Under 'Mr. Chapman' head/shoulder sketch of man with big moustache; Under 'Mr. Russell' head/shoulder sketch of bearded man, and labeled "white haired"]]