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[[strikethrough]] THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 1936 [[/strikethrough]]
310th Day  56 Days to come
cont.

Book" Council Rock - with Mowgli & all his brothers carved all over it & fitting in like part of it. I would like to do that someday even if no one but me knew what it was of, because the main council rock would have to be [[strikethrough]] of [[/strikethrough]] a beautiful [[strikethrough]] shape [[/strikethrough]] form. I saw Jays face - the very front part where all the [[strikethrough]] cheek & mouth & brow & chin modelling very clearly modelling [[[/strikethrough]] biggest forms run in together - as if it had been photographed especially [[strikethrough]] for me with a [[/strikethrough]] for me the way I wanted it - & as clear as if it [[strikethrough]] had been washed in [[/strikethrough]] lay on light. I suppose the head made me dream this - but there is such beauty in that face - whether it is personally likable or detestable - that I loathe to have missed it so thoroughly in the portrait. I long to do it again in stone, with him posing whenever necessary again - & to accentuate what I find most interesting (slightly mephistophoclesian) [[strikethrough]] it is [[/strikethrough]] in it 

Today I was delighted & [[strikethrough]] sup [[/strikethrough]] surprised to have Heinz, Jessie, Priscilla & Barbarossa appear to call. [[strikethrough]] The [[/strikethrough]] Jessie manoevered a deal very cleverly for Barbarossa - & though she 


[[strikethrough]] FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 6, 1936 [[/strikethrough]]
311th Day  55 Days to come
.Cont.

chose a feverish moment - I forgave her for persuading me to buy 5 acres for $100 at Wickams corner. A new experience - to own a piece of mother's own earth - it somehow seems wrong that I should be able to walk all over her like that & [[strikethrough]] pi [[/strikethrough]] plot off a section of her skin for myself - & not only skin deep - but "well-"deep do I go. Now who will Barbarossa marry - some slouzy Lutt from [[strikethrough]] 3 [[/strikethrough]] toid avenue un' toity-toid street - but after all I might as well ask myself who I am going to marry - for his sake. Anyway if I grow no fatter there is no reason why 5 acres shouldn't be big enough to ensure self sufficient independence. My next surprise today was to have Miss Coltress come all the way from Lyme to see me unexpectedly - & bring lovely flowers. I had met her by chance on the Lyme beach, [[strikethrough]] but [[/strikethrough]] with Janet Scudder, but had to break our future dates before she sailed. Miss Scudder sat in the car & waited, rather angrily I imagine. She is painting in Lyme now - [[strikethrough]] though [[/strikethrough]] & Miss Coltress says she loves it but can't do it - & I am sorry [[strikethrough]] to [[/strikethrough]] not to have [[strikethrough]] really [[/strikethrough]] properly met her. I was feeling so forlorn - but with her flowers & Henry's bottle of wine, & Heinz's roses -

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Kipling's Jungle Book. It's Council Rock https://www.google.com/search?client=safari&rls=en&q=jungle+book+council+rock&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8