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my hands - when they would much rather [[strikethrough]] be [[/strikethrough]] stay on the stern. This may sound a little "goofy" but nature always keeps me wondering at her strange ways.

MARCH 24

Thurs 1932. I worked in my flower garden today and found a host of things that people do not possess and which I cannot expect to find in human beings.  That is why, I think, men have in them a deep love for nature.  I wondered today why the velvet flowers tempt me to pick them and hold them in

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I could hardly believe my ears today when L. told me her father had read the letter from me.  Horrors!  What he must think of me & his daughter now!  I wish people would mind their own business - nervy - to read other's letters.  This, I believe, is the first obstacle & drawback to the attitude I'm taking toward L.

MARCH 25

Fri. 1932 - Henry wrote to me "hope to see you as a journalist or artist today- how does he know those two things are just what I'm interested in?  I plan to combine journalism & art into advertising.  That is where my goal (& gold) lies.  Marian wrote to me also - she sounded so encouraging when she said she hopes I get the Pearl this year - I think she is the only one (& Henry) who really cares for me and tries to help me & encourage me.

19  The CSA dinner at Hunamaulu was a glorious affair.  I had a swell time - everything went on smoothly.  Card games followed.  The new road at Kujain was open. La fille was next a moi at table