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[[strikethrough]] WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 23, 1936 [[/strikethrough]]
358th Day    8 Days to come

Oct 12th

A parade of funny little incidents roll through me tonight which I may have written of before - I see Mrs. Hopkins with her false teeth removed trying to say she is "washing dishes" & her whistling all day long in order to fill the gap in her mouth; & I remember Dwight Francis saying goodbye in his pompous way in town one day, & [[strikethrough]] he [[/strikethrough]] as we shook hands [[strikethrough]] with me [[/strikethrough]] he backed into the pantry instead of out the front door. I remember Lu meeting the famously beautiful Bubbles Havemeyer for the first time, & as they shook hands she disappeared into a pit she hadn't seen in the ground, [[strikethrough]] & found herself looking [[/strikethrough]] which must have made him feel powerfully beautiful indeed. I remember my puppets bad day - when I had opened the tennis ball chest (which, when closed, she often jumps up to sit on) & she thinking it was closed jumped up & deep into racquets balls rugs etc. She was no less astonished when she rode in the big limousine one day in the front seat - & being used to jumping up on the shelf 

[[strikethrough]] THURSDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1936 [[/strikethrough]]
359th Day    7 Days to come

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in back of my roadster seat, she jumped straight up & over & landed on the floor in the back this time. Then there is Mac the Farmer in Conn., whose Frenchman companion has forgotten all his [[strikethrough]] English [[/strikethrough]] French & never learnt English. Both Mac & he must feel rather lonely together. Today Paul said he longs to [[strikethrough]] go to the [[/strikethrough]] sail on the water to the west of Mexico where there is such good fishing that in a gulf 15 miles long & 6 miles wide there is just room enough for a fish to turn around it. This humour listing stuff takes the humour away & leaves the list. Perhaps I could list my men friends & the problems they cause me & thus take the problems away & leave the men. Well I have decided that Kenneth's prosaic personality can be explained with "a primrose on the River's brim, is just a primrose to him".  Henry's remark that he loves my fingers with excema along with the rest of me, & kisses those fingers goodnight, sum up his unprosaic mind & his attitude. Kim says that nothing